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paixaorpg2006-05-25 06:54 pm
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Out of the jungle... [Active]
Character(s): Simba and Testament.
Content: Simba wanders into the playground in Jogo da Crianca Park.
Setting: Jogo da Crianca.
Time: Sunday afternoon.
Warnings: Simba is naked?
Simba was used to seeing the fake trees and such of Paixao, so the park called Jogo da Crianca was nothing too fascinating to him; he actually decided to pass through it because it was the most familiar thing to home he could happen upon, as much of a far cry as it was. The jungle only made him disgusted. So the lion-man wandered through the area rather aimlessly, unclothed and looking rather dirty and mussed at the moment. He was covered in small scratched and bite marks; they were from Axel when they had fought, but they were only small wounds so he let them bleed freely.
But when he happened upon the playground in the park, he stopped in place and blinked confusedly. Rounded ears flicked with curiosity and he tilted his head to the side a moment, slowly edging near the metal contraptions. His tail swished back and forth slowly, and he approached a swing set, sniffing it experimentally. Hmmm.
He placed his clawed hands on it and stroked it, feeling out its texture, exploring the foreign contraption. "Must be something one of those monkeys made," he commented to himself, and moved slowly over to the swing itself. He felt out the chain and the leather of the actual seat, and then decided to test out what he assumed it could be for...
Plopping his rear down in it, he began to slowly swing back and forth slowly, using his powerful legs to pump him higher and higher. A grin spread across his face; this was just like what he and Timon and Pumbaa had done on the vines and trees when they were back home. This was great!
Content: Simba wanders into the playground in Jogo da Crianca Park.
Setting: Jogo da Crianca.
Time: Sunday afternoon.
Warnings: Simba is naked?
Simba was used to seeing the fake trees and such of Paixao, so the park called Jogo da Crianca was nothing too fascinating to him; he actually decided to pass through it because it was the most familiar thing to home he could happen upon, as much of a far cry as it was. The jungle only made him disgusted. So the lion-man wandered through the area rather aimlessly, unclothed and looking rather dirty and mussed at the moment. He was covered in small scratched and bite marks; they were from Axel when they had fought, but they were only small wounds so he let them bleed freely.
But when he happened upon the playground in the park, he stopped in place and blinked confusedly. Rounded ears flicked with curiosity and he tilted his head to the side a moment, slowly edging near the metal contraptions. His tail swished back and forth slowly, and he approached a swing set, sniffing it experimentally. Hmmm.
He placed his clawed hands on it and stroked it, feeling out its texture, exploring the foreign contraption. "Must be something one of those monkeys made," he commented to himself, and moved slowly over to the swing itself. He felt out the chain and the leather of the actual seat, and then decided to test out what he assumed it could be for...
Plopping his rear down in it, he began to slowly swing back and forth slowly, using his powerful legs to pump him higher and higher. A grin spread across his face; this was just like what he and Timon and Pumbaa had done on the vines and trees when they were back home. This was great!