The funky tale

Fight scene bakka bakka bam bam bam....tish . The air is suddenly full of claws and teeth raining down on the group of Nomads. Inspired by the Drums the baboons woop as they bring their ancestors power to bear on the stoopid oomans. No one hassles one of their own,plus there would be seven new sables to butcher for lunch

Leaping onto the nomad leaders chest, 'Ot Po'tato rams his fiery paws straight into the already demoralized foe's eyes. Slicing like a hot knife through Bison fat the red hot claws find his tiny brain and instantly turns into steaming mush

Ooompf..thwack Snikka lands on his unsuspecting victims back. Forced instantly to the ground and pinned with by fire hardened spear the man has no time to scream, legs beat in time with Zsa zsa's drums and then go still. No contest.

T'Sssss hammers into his foe , a momentary flash of magical energy and he rebounds into a heap. The Nomad howls in derison only to go down in a hail of slingshot and javelins.

• Fur matted with blood, steam rising, the sound of tearing flesh.

Snikkas' blood soaked fur suddenly goes stiff as he charges into the three remaining nomads. One goes flying from the shield and is covered instantly by Kash and have a dozen other spears. the second takes a spear high in the arm, the third tries a desperate parry but gasps as Boo's well place javelin impales his leg..

• the spark of light between the FG leg expands a meter and then contracts with an all mighty

BAAAAADOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM

• A massive pulse of air,energy, intermingled spirits and fragments of another place, bursts outwards from the Funky Gibbons altar. Physically rocking all within its blast, anything not secured flies along with the shockwave, small monkeys, birds and general detritus tumble along the ground. As it surges outwards all present see the four main protaganists of our story suddenly grow to immense size, each transforming into an aspect of their founding Ancestors Spirit for a split second. Zsa zsa becomes the cosmic dancer, Snikka the all powerful Warrior , Boo the silent tracker and surprisingly ot potato a towering inferno of flame....

Time stops still...

Baboons freeze mid bite, terrified nomads cower from the onslaught, spells coagulate mid air and then Fwooooosh the Air sucks back from whence it came...

Silence reigns, well almost. Apart from the now gibbering Sable riders, all of the Baboons stand stock still amongst the steaming gore and broken bodies to look at the four heroes.

One and all are now enveloped by a strange bluish light and upon their heads three Runes burn fiercely , Motion, spirit and man . Turning their now golden eyes upon each other our heroic foursome can only wonder...until...

A huge shout errupts from all present

Woo Haa ...Heroquest!

Above, the mighty statue of the Funky Gibbon creaks, showering all below with dust and beckons to his descendants.

Actions...

• Pop...Pop...poppity pop....

Centered upon the Altar where Baba Ganough and Aye Aye sit , ghostly forms of baboon ancestors begin to appear in their dozens. Monkeys suddenly gain an ancient countenance and being to dance....sly intelligence shining from their now beady eyes as they are quickly possessed by old souls hungry for life once more. Everyone present feels the urge to dance....

• To the North and beneath the black cloud, a gang of Baboons bound and leap out of a broken tower, like an evil tide of violence. One by one they adorn their faces with ashes from a long dead fire and then look upwards to where Kong their leader stands, legs astride an ancient carved Lintel.

Beating his chest he roars out

The Dark Eater calls.....Bring out the Gimp

• How baboon got a red arse and inadvertantly saved Hueymakt

known as the I burnt my ass in Hell myth..... OOK? is that your ass on fire?

How baboon got a red arse and inadvertantly saved Hueymakt known as the I burnt my ass in Hell myth..... OOK? is that your ass on fire?

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The baboons start to flow over the wall back into the Funky Gibbon compound. Members of other troops have begun to show there faces too, curious about the hullabaloo.

The ancestor spirits have centered themselves around the altar, either lounging about or hovering in the sparkling air. Some two dozen are now in attendance watching the 'Goodies' bound up and start to dance.

As the four glowing heroes approach, their troop makes way and a path is formed with an expectant [B]Baba Ganough[/B] at its end. Long arms outstretched her mouth opens in a wide welcome grin.

Children...Oook....It seems that you have been chosen.

Above her the mighty statue nods its stone head slowly.

Several ancestors come up and start to sniff about their four descendants.

Worthy they smell."

                                      Young."

"No matter."

                      "Sharptooth is strong again"
                                                                           Shh do not frighten them."

Baba Ganough continues ignoring the talkative spirits.

"We are gathered here today......No that's not right...[I]Hack[/I] ....A longtime ago Baboon.....