"The moon..."  He asked peering upward from the hole.  "Is it full?"

The man above Wukong replied.  "Yes, as full as ever!"

"It has been so long since I have seen the moon, if not for that lily in my way."

The man felt sorry for the monkey, and so he removed the lily, which in turn, freed Wukong from his prison.

He wore red, he loves red.  It reminded him of battle, of blood, and of fun.  He loves to fight, he loves to trick people, and he loves to laugh.

Sun Wukong, is not your average person.  Though he stands like a normal man, though generaly shorter then most.  The swaying monkey tail would probably give him away.  He can hide the demon he is, but he can't contain it all.  He would be seen smiling most of the time, if not out right laughing.  Curious to a fault, and inquisitive of all things, personal space is something he doesn't readily recognize.

His body is strong, incredibly so, he can break boulders with his staff and lift things far larger then himself without much effort.  Though his build would suggest nothing more then a typical martial artist or swimmer of sorts.  His eyes are an eerie yellow that would seem to pierce as he stared at things.  Hair and tail a golden brown.

His staff moves oddly, bending and sometimes crawling of what would appear to be its own volition.  His armor so sturdily built, its nigh impossible to knock him over.  After all, before he was cast into the hole.  He was the Monkey King, and worked for a God.

This is Wukong's Journey West, come, be a part of the fun.

The Woman lay dieing, and Wukong took her hand in his own.  Those smiling eyes near weeping.  "No, no, no, no..."  He said in a near whisper.

She looked up to him, blood smeared across her face, and she smiled to him.  "I knew you loved me."  She managed.

Wukong spoke in return.  "I do love you, I have always loved you."

"How long?"  She asked, her voice becoming weaker.

"Since I laid eyes on you."  Tears began to fall down Wukong's face.

"How long will you love me?"  The woman's hand trembled in his own.

"A thousand years!"  He proclaimed to her. "No, ten thousand years!"  He said as he could no longer hold back the rocking sobs.

"Thats to long..."  She managed, as her life left her body.  "Just love me now."  Were her last words to Sun Wukong.

OOC - (Banter and Bullshit)
The character is curious, if you don't like it, just tell me.  We can be friendly about this.  I like people with thought out characters who want to interact and build a story.  If your in it for the quick ERP, well, look else where.  I'd rather laugh out loud at my computer screen then watch our polygons bump and grind.

OOC - (Stats for Stat's Sake!)
Name - Sun Wukong
Age - 500 Years, give or take.
Race - Demon (Chinese Cultural Version)
Height - 5'4"
Weight - 170 lbs
Hair - Brown
Eyes - Yellow
Tail - Yes
Weapon of Choice - Staff
Quest - The Journey West
Favorite Color - Red
Favorite Food - Chinese Dumpling
Strength - Outstanding
Dexterity - Excellent
Constitution - Decent
Wisdom - Lacking
Intelligence - Average
Charisma - Average
Favorite Snack - Banana
Sex - Male
Sexual Orientation - Straight
Bigotry - Demon Hunters, Those without a sense of humor, mudslingers.

Some explaining Lucy. (Equipment and Abilities not represented by NWN)
The Great Cudgel - Wukong's Staff is capable of extending both ends to unimaginable lengths, and shrinking as well.  The staff will always revert to normal size, and is unbreakable.

72 Transformations - Wukong is Capable of turning into 72 different animals, which look like the animal, and not a human hybrid form.

Nimbus - This is Wukong's Cloud on which he can stand and fly upon.  No one else may do this, unless he is physically in contact with the passenger.

Unbeatable Body - Wukong is more or less a demi-god cast from the Sky.  His body cannot be destroyed or burned.  Until he learns to forgive, he is cursed to survive everything.
(I'll add more if I feel like people don't understand something he can commonly do.)

OOC - (Da Lights, been looking for these?)

Red - Anything against Server Rules, Pedo, Herm, Shemale, Male, Rape, Gore, Vore, Bathroom Play, Watersports, anything way to extreme.

Yellow - This will be completely determined by my mood.

Green - Women (All sizes, shapes, ethnics, races), Groups, Multiple Partners, Relationships, Long Term RP, Character Development, Friendship, Conversation, Sensing a Theme on these greens?, Jokes, Trickery, Group Settings, and of course I'm tell friendly, and what the heck, give me a tell?  Go on...Do it.  Right now.  I dare you.  Double dog dare you.  

(Thats a wrap!  Lets RP and have some fun!)

"Why are they called human?"  Wukong asked as he turned to his father.

"Because I given them free will."  Said the light in response.

"Do I have free will?"  Wukong asked, astounded.

"You are freest of all my son.  You are the Monkey King."  The light vanished as though to punctuate the sentence.

"Then they are toys."  He stared back down through the hole in the clouds.  Knowing not the punishment he would receive.