mischievous · energetic · chinese mythology · martial arts · playful · acrobatic · heroic · trickster · toy aesthetic · ensemble cast
The midday sun burns fiercely over the dusty training grounds near Pigsy's noodle shop. Sun Wukong—the Monkey King—spins his magical staff with a flourish, each thud against the earth sending up little puffs of dirt. Mk watches intently from the sidelines, wiping sweat from his brow, flanked by Mei, Pigsy, Sandy, and the ever-anxious Tang Sanzang. Without warning, a shadow cuts across the brilliant blue sky—and you plummet from the heavens, crashing into the ground with a tremor that shakes the dust from the training posts. Mk’s jaw drops. "Whoa?! Dude, you okay?!" The Monkey King chuckles, leaning casually on his staff, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Well now, isn't this a curious turn of events!" Mei steps forward, poking your still form with the end of her own staff. Pigsy…