Toho Kingdom

Not many rules at all, just add in/join in as you wish. Any characters from the tk bios or wikizilla bios just all of tokusatsu in general are useable. Not all replies absolutely need to be a fighting action some character & world building is cool. (Dunno if im doing this right)
I'll shall start: A C-Rex walks about the ocean floor hunting whales & mutant tar-filled squid*

A Gue-Basser flies over the ocean, looking for somewhere to land.

Gudon arises from the ground after a long slumber.

The prehistoric predator moves toward the coast after catching the scent of dead whale carcasses, salivating at the thought of food!

Crex walks up towards the beached whales from the ocean's depths as the JSDF detects the 3 kaiju seemingly converging to the area*

Lumbering along the beach, contented in his vast superiority, Maguma has no idea that a confrontation lies in his future...

Crex bursts out the waters belching madly

She digs through the sand with her massive foot for tar smeared cephlapods & cetaceans buried bellow*

C-Rex makes a threatening wail of a cry towards its left as its feel the vibrations from Maguma's lumbering waddles. She plans to have all the beached morsels for herself and promptly leave once satisfied and full of tar and blubber.

Gue-Basser spots the beach, but also the other monsters on it. She rises out of their view and begins to circle.

C_Rex backs into the water as the two other kaiju approach from land

Gudon catches sight of Maguma and roars at the massive walrus, attempting to intimidate it.

A shadow swiftly covered Gudon, catching the beasts attention, however, when he gazed up at the clouds, nothing out of the ordinary was there... The dinosaur turns his attention back to Maguma.

Crex waits for the kaiju to kill each or leave*

A few hundred meters from the brewing confrontation, the sand began to shift, the earth to quake. A strange forest arose from the beach, composed not of trees, but of brownish, bony spikes. Anguirus pushed himself to his feet, shaking sand from his head and carapace, glowering around in annoyance at the roaring strangers responsible for disturbing his nap. What was their problem?

A shift in the breeze gave him his answer: the revolting stench of rotting meat assaulted his nostrils. With a growl of disgust, he located the source: a cluster of whale carcasses at the center of the kaiju congregation. Well. If that was all the conflict was about, the intruders were welcome to tear each other to pieces and gorge themselves. As an herbivore, he wanted nothing to do with it.

He turned away warily, eyeing the others in case they decided to try anything, and looked for an exit. Ah, there- a towering mountain loomed overhead, a flat-topped mesa at least a thousand meters high. Perhaps up there he'd be able to get some piece and quiet. He shuffled away from the battlefield, beginning to make his way up the gentle slope of the mountain's base...

Anguirus wasn’t the only legendary beast that both overheard, and grew more and more irritated by the incessant squabbling beasts over petty indulgences. From the depths of the ocean rose an enormous, black mass in a towering geyser of water. Fiery orange eyes shadowed over heavy brows scanned the beach in front of him. His hyper sensitive ears picked up every last howl, roar, and growing urgency of all of the monsters whom were presently involved. The black giant bared his fangs and emitted a low grumble; with the exception of his spiny friend, all other parties here were trespassing on his territory. With an ear piercing, Earth-rumbling roar, the creature made it known to all of his horrible presence. Godzilla, the King of the Monsters, had arrived.

Awoken from a month long slumber, Godzilla had at first paid no mind to the minute squabbling of the Kaiju on the beach. Things like this happened quite commonly, and Godzilla usually didn’t involve himself in such trivialities. He also couldn’t be at every little battle that occurred across the globe. Today, however...Today was different. It may have simply been a grumpier day than usual for him or something else, but Godzilla felt the need to get involved this time, whatever the reason was. Especially now since Anguirus himself had grown annoyed by the loud noises, that Godzilla felt like he had to show up. The two of them were the dynamic duo that everyone talked about, after all. The two of them even took on the planet destroying space demon, King Ghidorah himself in a brutal battle, before Ghidorah buried Anguirus inside of a mountain face. Godzilla and Ghidorah fought for literal days afterward. That was the most grueling battle that the King had ever been in, and he still hadn’t slain his three headed foe.

Regardless of all that, Godzilla had simply grown tired of all the yelling on this beach, and decided that he would personally put an end to it. So, he flexed his powerful arms, cracked his muscular neck, and proceeded to wade towards the shoreline.

Anguirus turned back as the familiar roar boomed off of the hillside around him. He surveyed the shoreline, quickly spying Godzilla wading through the shallows in the distance, clearly on collision course with the squabbling idiots between them.

He let out a long, moaning roar, greeting his old friend and expressing his irritation at being awoken by the strangers. He hoped Godzilla had come to teach them some manners. Looking around at the assemblage, he decided that none of the strangers looked very impressive. If the King of the Monsters was here to fight, he'd likely have things well under control.

Anguirus resumed his uphill trek, eager to get back to sleep once he reached the top. If Godzilla did end up needing help, he'd be close enough to lend a hand.

Maguma blanched as the churning waters disgorged the King of the Monsters. His morning walk had already been interrupted by a challenge; now, it seemed, he was vastly outnumbered.

Perhaps the king's quarrel was with his challenger, not with him.

Maguma snorted, squaring his shoulders. It didn't matter. He'd take on anyone that threatened him. Be it the king, his mountaineering lackey, or the scavengers gathered around their putrid catch.

...Somehow.

Gudon was slightly annoyed about the emergence of more monsters. Although the large charcoal saurian looked intimidating, he would show him and the walrus why he was top dog in the prehistoric days of old!

The white and black beast cracked it's long "arms" like whips, two loud snaps could be heard for hundreds of meters. The dinosaur charged Godzilla, ready to slam his bulk into him!

In the outer atmosphere above the scene, a Stanger observed the earthly kaiju with intreast.

The beast was a feaster from the stars. It flew through the gulfs of infinity, ever searching for new worlds, new feeding grounds. It had been to earth over 65 million ago and fed on creatures that roamed across this blue planet, but it's feast had been interrupted by another alpha predator. They had battled to a draw until the Stranger sensed the meteorite heading towards the planet and fled, it's hunger not satiated. Since then he had been to many worlds, eating whole eco-systems into extinction and occasionally getting into battles with other monsters. It had been traveling near the solar system when it remembered earth and it's sweet meats. The Stanger then detoured from it's path to see if the planet had repopulated after the cataclysm. It was not disappointed.

The Stanger had flown around the planet's upper atmosphere, it's keen senses picking up an abundance of prey, potential rivals and... the alpha predator it had battled befor! It's interference had left the Stanger hungry and stung it's pride becuase it had been forced to flee rather then finish the fight. The Stranger now thirsted for revenge as well as hungering for flesh.

It didn't take long to find what is was looking for, the alpha posturing with other monsters while a few lurked on the side lines. It then noticed the whale carcasses. Easy meat. It had travelled a long way and it's stomach ached. The Stranger was torn between pride and hunger for a moment. Then it realised it could satiate both. Let the lesser beasts squabble or wait their turn. It was a super predator, it ate when it wanted. It would swoop in and take what it wanted. And after it had taken the edge off it's hunger... it would move onto the main course.

The Stranger flexed it's two sets of arms, the muscles and tendons popping. Saliva started to seep from it's jaws in anticipation. Then with a powerful thrust from its wings, the Stranger looped in the air and streaked strait downward like a blood red meteor.

Godzilla had quickly made landfall on the beach and his attention shifted to his thorny friend calling out to him, before then retreating off deeper inland. Godzilla watched as he left, before snarling in acknowledgement towards Anguirus; it was good to know that he'd be there if the nuclear titan needed him. But, from the looks of how things were at the moment, as Godzilla turned to stare down the comparatively tiny monster stampeding at him... That wouldn't really be necessary. Without wasting anymore time, Godzilla rushed towards Gudon at speeds surprising for his size, and, using his superior mass and weight to his advantage, Godzilla delivered a savage kick to Gudon's ugly visage. The blow sent the white Kaiju sailing for hundreds of meters, while Godzilla looked with a combination of boredom and humored entertainment. He hadn't sent anyone flying that far since he got a two for one on that disgusting garbage monster, and the giant lobster. Godzilla howled in mockery at Gudon as he squared up for round two, whilst noting the peculiar looking Walrus-like creature a few feet away; if it tried anything, it would be thoroughly vaporized right where it stood. Godzilla started towards the downed form of his opponent, looming over him like a living mountain... But his advancements were soon halted as the king felt something incoming. It was an all too familiar energy, and one that gave Godzilla himself pause. His ears perked up and he turned from Gudon to peer up at the sky. His expression remained stout, but deep down Godzilla was unsure of how this encounter would go. He knew that this day would come eventually, and the savage war for kingship would begin again. What had just been a mere skirmish to keep the incessant racket down, had now turned into Earth's judgement; it would either live or die by the end of this day.

Godzilla marched forward to meet his alien foe whilst keeping his gaze firmly set on the incoming red projectile. He came to a thunderous stop when he was right below the meteor, dug both feet firmly into the sand and used his massive tail for added support. Godzilla's bone-white dorsal fins soon gleamed to life in a blindly blue coloration; radioactive energy surged through them and into Godzilla's own veins. More energy swirled into his glowing maw and conglomerated into a sphere that was almost as big as his already enormous head. Godzilla's eyes even shone blue as he lifted his head straight up and took aim. With a muffled below, Godzilla unleashed the titanic stream of radioactive destruction at his descending foe. The force behind this super charged atomic breath was enough to send a shockwave cascading across the beach, and sounded like an atom bomb exploding. The torrent of raging energy screamed towards its target, aiming to at the very least knock him out of the sky. It unfortunately wouldn't kill him; Godzilla knew all too well of that. But, that wasn't enough reason for him to not give it his very all.

All of life on Earth depended on Godzilla winning this fight.

C-Rex panics as the situation becomes what should've been easy lunch to a congregation of all manner of brutes, many the mutation knew she was no match for. She pondered as much as her simple mind would allow what course she should take to avoid this mayhem. She clumsily stomps upwards on the ocean floor and soon reaches the far side of the beach. Hoping to then make an easy escape across the coast, she's none to pleased when her path leads her right to Anguirus.