The Hero We Need...

[bananaoni]

Who ⬤ Ibaraki-Douji and OPEN! TO! ALL!!!!!
What ⬤ We Know Who You Are and... Operation: B.A.N.A.N.A D.A.T.E
When ⬤ Around the time of the explosions and after
Where ⬤ Shuten complex and idk
Content Warnings ⬤ Explosions! And...! None that I can think of, will update as things happen. JUST GET IN HERE AND HAVE FUN

I – SUPER BANANA TIME

[Explosions rock the building in fiery devastation. People scream and cry out as flames, explosions and flying debris tormented the once mighty and proud Shuten complex. A cry, a panic, a call for a hero rings out.

But who… who could answer such a call!?

Another explosion from the ammo storage occurs. A large chunk of concrete begins its perilous decent down towards the individuals below. When!

Pow!

A large, crimson, clawed hand shoots up and catches it with ease! Throwing it aside and away. Gasp! Is that? No, could it be? Yes. Yes, it is!

Wreathed in flames and standing proudly, valiantly amidst all of the chaos is her. Ibaraki-Douji!

The people’s woeful cries fear, sorrow, and dismay will turn to immediate cheers at the sight of the oni! Hooray! An unexpected savior has arrived!

You’re welcome.]

II – They Won… But… At What Cost?

[The ruins of the building were all around. Smoke rising up high, black and oppressive. The day had been saved, just barely.

And yet…

Ibaraki-Douji. The MIGHTY Leader of the Oni of Mount Ooe. The boss of Toraguma-chan, and beautiful wife of Shuten-Douji, sat amidst it all. Her shoulders slumped low. Her three eyes staring down at trembling hands.

Not all could be saved, it seemed.

Indeed, even such a magnanimous hero such as she could only do so much. She is but one woman, after all. Even if she is among the strongest of all oni. Perhaps THE strongest of all oni. No, for what is strength when that which is precious to you is lost in and unable to be saved by you?

Her trembling, clawed hands. The very same, mighty palms that had so effortlessly held back the tidal wave of despair, were shaking. Her breathing coming out shallow and ragged as she held the sticky, dark liquid. Desperate for it to take shape once again.

Her precious treasure. That which she would dive straight into an exploding, burning building for. It was gone, she couldn’t… she couldn’t do it.

She couldn’t save the stash of chocos she had so meticulously and metodically, began to pilfer from this very building. Those that were left carelessly in those glass dishes. In office drawers, within the pockets and lunch pales of the unwary.

It was gone, nothing but ash and melted liquid now.

Ibaraki-Douji… grieved.]

III – BANANA DATE

[IT’S A DATE, A DATE WITH THE BANANA! Really who the hell cares how things got to this point? A Tamamo thinking they could get a rise out of her? Fat chase, you’re now paying for her dinner! Sutoku?

Fufufu….

Be prepared to empty your wallets inside candy shops and buying her plushies!

Enma? IT’S A NIGHT AROUND TOWN. Instead of a night in a prison cell. As for Shuten (not her amazing, wonderful, beautiful, dangerous, perfect, and amazing wife, Shuten). Well it just might be all the above! Does any of that actually matter though? Because that grip of hers is crushing.

It’s time to paint the town yellow and red!

Enjoy your night~.

Hopefully it won’t be your last.]