[ooc: his family name is Banjo, personal name is Ryuga, but he mostly gets called Banjo in the show and answers to either. Will also answer to 'hey, dumbass', and 'here's your protein powder you meathead'.]
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1. SUMMER SOLSTICE
Banjo is very not coping. Yes, he's used to weird crap happening daily, including fighting to protect others, being accused of murder, sleeping on the floor (or if he's lucky he'll get an hour or two on the single mattress in the basement), wearing a clown suit, and dealing with Kasumi's potato obsession. This, though? This is some weird bullshit and he doesn't know where any of his friends are.
...he's lonely. Yeah, fine, he can admit it.
Maybe he can even manage a reluctant smile at a couple of the kids playing together. And maybe he can even manage to laugh in amongst the horrified squawks when he trips into one of the bonfires and briefly sets his ass on fire.
2. MIDSUMMER FESTIVAL
He helps out with the festival prep, especially since he needs money. There aren't any handy dandy cafes run by people he likes (and one person who's trying to kill him) but he's easygoing and friendly enough, and he manages to get by. Can make enough for food each day.
He also gets himself embedded into the place well enough to recognize the voice of the kid calling helplessly from the forest. He charges in.
3. FIELD DAY
A couple of his new friends urge him to take part in the races, though a couple have fire extinguishers standing by just in case he has ass trouble again. He snorts, and lines up with everyone else.
"You ready for this?" he murmurs to the person standing next to him.
4. wildcard!
[Bring your own adventure! Throw anything at him or pm me first.]
It's a different universe, maybe a different timeline, but the person in front of him is unmistakably Banjou - with the silly shrimp braids and everything, even. There's no way that idiot would have been able to get here on his own when that muscle brain can't even grasp the concept of parallel universes. And yet.
And yet.]
Good job, Banjou. Now your pants smell like charcoal.
[By the time he's within Banjou's earshot, there's a look of utter disbelief on Sento's face. There's no way he's letting that idiot see the fond smile he had moments ago, nuh-uh.]
[In some universes, Banjou wouldn't have to smack his own ass. He's vaguely grumpy about that even though he really doesn't get the whole space time continuum parallel universe doohickey thingummy. He doesn't bother looking up at the voice, concentrating instead on getting the last smoulders.]
Just because you'd science your way into new pants instead - and I don't mean that as dirty as it sounds...
[He trails off, head jerking around so quickly he nearly gives himself whiplash.]
Sento?
Edited (I can totally spel ) 2024-06-12 01:55 (UTC)
[He's as smug as Banjou remembered him, although the acknowledgement gives a sparkle to his eye.]
You should thank me, actually. If I didn't point it out in time, there would have been a burnt hole in your pants. Aren't I a great friend?
[There's a lot of burning questions between the two of them - starting from 'where is this place?' to 'how are you here?' but let him have his fun. This is just their usual way of greeting each other, that's all.]
[Banjou jogs over to Sento now his ass is safe. He makes a face about the insults, but otherwise ignores them, with the ease of long practice. Hard to keep the grin off his face.]
I figure you're figuring out how to get us home. That'd make you an AWESOME friend.
[Will Sento flip him if he goes for a hug? Sento'd probably give him the statistics on that one, but all Banjou can think about is how he thought he'd have to start over again and now it's nowhere near as bad.]
[Hell with it. Sento hasn't even insulted his weight, so maybe it'll work. He'll try for a quick hug.]
[ .. Well, this guy is clearly having a day over here, huh. Or a night, in this case, considering that's when the bonfires are out. Ange was just calmly sitting by one, trying to enjoy a little bit of peace and quiet..
Except said peace and quiet is immediately ruined by someone who, apparently, has managed to set their butt on fire. The girl looks so entirely unimpressed by the display as she watches Banjo hop around. ]
You walk into the water. [ She offers as a solution.
Except the girl is saying it so calmly and with such a dry, emotionless tone that it's hard to tell whether or not Banjo can even hear her above the sound of his own squawks.. ]
[He smacks and he pats and he wishes he had a fire extinguisher. How is his ass this flammable? It's not even as big as he'd like it to be! Then he freezes. Water? His eyes go wide, he tosses a quick-]
Thanks!
[at her, then he runs in. Because it's been one of those days, he immediately trips over a sandbar and lands facefirst in the water, but it's deep enough that he doesn't concuss himself and his ass is covered. He stands up, water streaming off him, ass no longer flamy, beaming his head off at the girl who helped him.]
That's just about the more positive thing Ange could say about this entire situation. Because if getting his butt lit on fire wasn't bad enough, it seems like the guy is going through an entire involuntary clown act right after that. Ange is honestly a little surprised he can still even smile like that after nearly getting a burn and a concussion in quick succession.
It leaves her lost for words for a moment as she stares at that smile, but then she can't help but ask: ]
Do you usually do this?
[ One may assume no one would be used to getting their butt lit on fire, but.. you know. He sure seems to be handling it like this is just some normal frequent occurrence, so who knows! ]
Elizabeth looks at the odd man who just fell into the fire and sighs, as her Persona Thanatos appears from her and charges, looking to shove the person out of the blaze quickly before vanishing.
Still she sighs and walks over afterwards, wasting half of a cup of perfectly good lemonaid, dumping it on his head, "You appear to be far less resistant to fire than your actions would dictate. Or is this some odd form of summer ritual?"
<3! Beautiful. (And yay re a fellow Kyuranger fan - I loved that show, Balance/Naga forever)
Banjou enjoys a lazy, warm summer evening just like the next idiot, dammit. It's nice! It's relaxing! It's not nice OR relaxing when your posterior's flaming! He smacks at it, smacks some more, singes his hands, smacks again, dancing around like he's just had a jalapeno enema, then he's flying through the air-
Eh?
Oh. Someone shoved him. He rolls automatically as he hits the ground, ending up on one knee. Banjou manages to make it up to his feet before anyone can think he's proposing. A girl helpfully decides to water him like he's a plant, but it helps put out the last little trickles of fire.
"Oi- thank you." Grumble grumble. "I hope it's not a ritual. I'd really prefer not to do this every year!"
I have a Raptor journal, but then again I also have a journal of Kougami from OOOs
Banjou blinks at her, but given Sento isn't around to translate that, he just says cautiously, "....no-oo? I mean, I guess I could. The strength part. I don't wanna test my manhood. Sounds painful."
She's strong enough to help him up. He dusts himself off, sticky and grateful.
"No! I wasn't-!"
The defensive outrage then leads to a huge grin because he's not completely incapable of understanding jokes, and he laughs. "No. I wasn't doing that. And how about you? Do you often walk past fires in case people need to be put out?"
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Banjo Ryuga | Kamen Rider Build | TDM
Will also answer to 'hey, dumbass', and 'here's your protein powder you meathead'.][will match your format!]
1. SUMMER SOLSTICE
Banjo is very not coping. Yes, he's used to weird crap happening daily, including fighting to protect others, being accused of murder, sleeping on the floor (or if he's lucky he'll get an hour or two on the single mattress in the basement), wearing a clown suit, and dealing with Kasumi's potato obsession. This, though? This is some weird bullshit and he doesn't know where any of his friends are.
...he's lonely. Yeah, fine, he can admit it.
Maybe he can even manage a reluctant smile at a couple of the kids playing together. And maybe he can even manage to laugh in amongst the horrified squawks when he trips into one of the bonfires and briefly sets his ass on fire.
2. MIDSUMMER FESTIVAL
He helps out with the festival prep, especially since he needs money. There aren't any handy dandy cafes run by people he likes (and one person who's trying to kill him) but he's easygoing and friendly enough, and he manages to get by. Can make enough for food each day.
He also gets himself embedded into the place well enough to recognize the voice of the kid calling helplessly from the forest. He charges in.
3. FIELD DAY
A couple of his new friends urge him to take part in the races, though a couple have fire extinguishers standing by just in case he has ass trouble again. He snorts, and lines up with everyone else.
"You ready for this?" he murmurs to the person standing next to him.
4. wildcard!
[Bring your own adventure! Throw anything at him or pm me first.]
HELLO i mean 1!!!!
It's a different universe, maybe a different timeline, but the person in front of him is unmistakably Banjou - with the silly shrimp braids and everything, even. There's no way that idiot would have been able to get here on his own when that muscle brain can't even grasp the concept of parallel universes. And yet.
And yet.]
Good job, Banjou. Now your pants smell like charcoal.
[By the time he's within Banjou's earshot, there's a look of utter disbelief on Sento's face. There's no way he's letting that idiot see the fond smile he had moments ago, nuh-uh.]
HIIII lol
Just because you'd science your way into new pants instead - and I don't mean that as dirty as it sounds...
[He trails off, head jerking around so quickly he nearly gives himself whiplash.]
Sento?
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[He's as smug as Banjou remembered him, although the acknowledgement gives a sparkle to his eye.]
You should thank me, actually. If I didn't point it out in time, there would have been a burnt hole in your pants. Aren't I a great friend?
[There's a lot of burning questions between the two of them - starting from 'where is this place?' to 'how are you here?' but let him have his fun. This is just their usual way of greeting each other, that's all.]
no subject
I figure you're figuring out how to get us home. That'd make you an AWESOME friend.
[Will Sento flip him if he goes for a hug? Sento'd probably give him the statistics on that one, but all Banjou can think about is how he thought he'd have to start over again and now it's nowhere near as bad.]
[Hell with it. Sento hasn't even insulted his weight, so maybe it'll work. He'll try for a quick hug.]
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Except said peace and quiet is immediately ruined by someone who, apparently, has managed to set their butt on fire. The girl looks so entirely unimpressed by the display as she watches Banjo hop around. ]
You walk into the water. [ She offers as a solution.
Except the girl is saying it so calmly and with such a dry, emotionless tone that it's hard to tell whether or not Banjo can even hear her above the sound of his own squawks.. ]
lmao
[He smacks and he pats and he wishes he had a fire extinguisher. How is his ass this flammable? It's not even as big as he'd like it to be! Then he freezes. Water? His eyes go wide, he tosses a quick-]
Thanks!
[at her, then he runs in. Because it's been one of those days, he immediately trips over a sandbar and lands facefirst in the water, but it's deep enough that he doesn't concuss himself and his ass is covered. He stands up, water streaming off him, ass no longer flamy, beaming his head off at the girl who helped him.]
no subject
That's just about the more positive thing Ange could say about this entire situation. Because if getting his butt lit on fire wasn't bad enough, it seems like the guy is going through an entire involuntary clown act right after that. Ange is honestly a little surprised he can still even smile like that after nearly getting a burn and a concussion in quick succession.
It leaves her lost for words for a moment as she stares at that smile, but then she can't help but ask: ]
Do you usually do this?
[ One may assume no one would be used to getting their butt lit on fire, but.. you know. He sure seems to be handling it like this is just some normal frequent occurrence, so who knows! ]
1. Sadly, you get my Persowner, not Kyuranger
Still she sighs and walks over afterwards, wasting half of a cup of perfectly good lemonaid, dumping it on his head, "You appear to be far less resistant to fire than your actions would dictate. Or is this some odd form of summer ritual?"
<3! Beautiful. (And yay re a fellow Kyuranger fan - I loved that show, Balance/Naga forever)
Eh?
Oh. Someone shoved him. He rolls automatically as he hits the ground, ending up on one knee. Banjou manages to make it up to his feet before anyone can think he's proposing. A girl helpfully decides to water him like he's a plant, but it helps put out the last little trickles of fire.
"Oi- thank you." Grumble grumble. "I hope it's not a ritual. I'd really prefer not to do this every year!"
I have a Raptor journal, but then again I also have a journal of Kougami from OOOs
Elizabeth tilts her head an offers a hand up, "This place is odd, but the last thing I expected was to find someone.... Wait...."
She stops and looks at him seriously, "Were you about to tell a lie? Yet to alert others to the fact you were setting your pants on fire?!"
Omg. I love Raptor. I've played Eiji before and I love Cakeboss. [CHINHANDS AT YOU] (also lmao)
She's strong enough to help him up. He dusts himself off, sticky and grateful.
"No! I wasn't-!"
The defensive outrage then leads to a huge grin because he's not completely incapable of understanding jokes, and he laughs. "No. I wasn't doing that. And how about you? Do you often walk past fires in case people need to be put out?"