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paixaorpg2006-11-15 12:14 am
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Not so Hakuna Matata [Completed]
Character(s): Pumbaa, Misamisa and Rukia
Content: Pumbaa's arrives and is utterly confused.
Setting: Muspelheim Gate area
Time: Evening
Warnings: Um .. smell? ;D + Yelling and shrieking!
Pumbaa stirred from where he lay, sprawled out on his back. With a large yawn he rolled over, and stretched as he rose to his hooves. That had been a rather good long nap. Ah dinnertime!
Not even stopping to ponder where he was, he poked through the grass, his large nose snuffling along the ground. He continued this for a good long time, till it finally twigged on him something didn’t smell quite right. And where were the bugs?!
Standing more upright he glanced around. Uhhh .. this didn't look like the Pridelands. Confused, he stepped from the grass. Where'd Pride Rock go? Wait ... where was Timon?!
"Uhh .. Timon? Simba? Anyone...?" he called out.
Not receiving any answer he looked around again, his eyes narrowing at the huge, strange sure-not-a-tree-or-a-rock thing not far from where he was. He had no clue what it was. Part of him was curious, and part of him felt like he should run. Curiosity won out and so he plodded up to what he had decided was some kind of above ground cave.
Some weird pink ape-like animal, that he’d never seen before, stood at the entrance, in some .. square .. thing.
"Uh... Hello?" Pumbaa said cautiously.
"Welcome to Paixao! Name?"
Pumbaa tilted his head, confusion written all over his face. "Uh. Pumbaa. Uhhh ... whaaaat's a Pie - zow?"
The pink animal rolled its eyes, "This is Paixao. The City of Paixao. Here's your complimentary journal. Please enjoy your stay." Leaning down to drop something around the Pumbaa's neck, it rose rather quickly and plugged its nose as it got a whiff of a badly timed odor release.
Pumbaa noticed this and mumbled a, "Oops, sorry."
Guessing the pink creature wanted nothing more to do with him now, as it had already started to talk to another pink ape creature that had come up behind him, the warthog stepped through the gate, his mouth promptly falling open into a gape. Poor Pumbaa, his simple mind could scarcely comprehend exactly what he was seeing. It took awhile before the gears started moving again.
"I'm ... so confused!" he bemoaned.
Pulling his eyes from all the weird sights before him, he took a moment to look at what he’d been given. He fumbled awkwardly around with it, and managed to get it open. He poked at it pressing many of the buttons all at once and such but really had no idea what he was doing, and hoofs made everything that much more difficult.
"OOOOOOoooooh! I Wish Timon was here! He'd know what this thing and place was! He'd know what to do!" he cried, tears starting to leak from his eyes.
Plopping down on his behind, he did the only thing he could think to do at a time like this.
"TIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!!!!!"
Content: Pumbaa's arrives and is utterly confused.
Setting: Muspelheim Gate area
Time: Evening
Warnings: Um .. smell? ;D + Yelling and shrieking!
Pumbaa stirred from where he lay, sprawled out on his back. With a large yawn he rolled over, and stretched as he rose to his hooves. That had been a rather good long nap. Ah dinnertime!
Not even stopping to ponder where he was, he poked through the grass, his large nose snuffling along the ground. He continued this for a good long time, till it finally twigged on him something didn’t smell quite right. And where were the bugs?!
Standing more upright he glanced around. Uhhh .. this didn't look like the Pridelands. Confused, he stepped from the grass. Where'd Pride Rock go? Wait ... where was Timon?!
"Uhh .. Timon? Simba? Anyone...?" he called out.
Not receiving any answer he looked around again, his eyes narrowing at the huge, strange sure-not-a-tree-or-a-rock thing not far from where he was. He had no clue what it was. Part of him was curious, and part of him felt like he should run. Curiosity won out and so he plodded up to what he had decided was some kind of above ground cave.
Some weird pink ape-like animal, that he’d never seen before, stood at the entrance, in some .. square .. thing.
"Uh... Hello?" Pumbaa said cautiously.
"Welcome to Paixao! Name?"
Pumbaa tilted his head, confusion written all over his face. "Uh. Pumbaa. Uhhh ... whaaaat's a Pie - zow?"
The pink animal rolled its eyes, "This is Paixao. The City of Paixao. Here's your complimentary journal. Please enjoy your stay." Leaning down to drop something around the Pumbaa's neck, it rose rather quickly and plugged its nose as it got a whiff of a badly timed odor release.
Pumbaa noticed this and mumbled a, "Oops, sorry."
Guessing the pink creature wanted nothing more to do with him now, as it had already started to talk to another pink ape creature that had come up behind him, the warthog stepped through the gate, his mouth promptly falling open into a gape. Poor Pumbaa, his simple mind could scarcely comprehend exactly what he was seeing. It took awhile before the gears started moving again.
"I'm ... so confused!" he bemoaned.
Pulling his eyes from all the weird sights before him, he took a moment to look at what he’d been given. He fumbled awkwardly around with it, and managed to get it open. He poked at it pressing many of the buttons all at once and such but really had no idea what he was doing, and hoofs made everything that much more difficult.
"OOOOOOoooooh! I Wish Timon was here! He'd know what this thing and place was! He'd know what to do!" he cried, tears starting to leak from his eyes.
Plopping down on his behind, he did the only thing he could think to do at a time like this.
"TIIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!!!!!"