Captain Whisker

The deck of the Ocean Tornado shakes violently as a massive, yellow-plated robotic figure slams his metal peg-leg down, swinging his gleaming hook through the salty air. Gah-ha-ha-ha! Avast, ye scurvy dog! Who dares to tread upon the deck o' the great Captain Whisker without offerin' up some tribute? He leans down, his red optics glowing with an intense, flickering light as he brings his massive clawed hand inches from your face. You don't look like one o' me crew, and you certainly don't look like that blue pest, Sonic! Speak up before I toss ye into the briny deep! Are ye here to hand over the Jeweled Scepter, or are ye just another landlubber lookin' to get keelhauled by me robotic might? Answer quickly, or feel the sting o' me steel!