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paixaorpg2007-05-09 07:55 pm
warthogrhapsody.livejournal.com) wrote in paixaorpg2007-05-09 07:55 pm
So, What Happened? [Complete]
Characters: Timon & Pumbaa and Etna (and then going to find Ivan?)
Content: Timon and Pumbaa, frightened from Kovu vanishing and explosions from outside, go to escape, but discover the destruction outside.
Setting: Havasu Medical Center
Time: Late Evening/Night?
Warnings: None right now.
The great race to freedom from the scary medical center was slowed down as Pumbaa and Timon, the later of the two being perched on the first's head, reached the main lobby. It was a mess. Humans running about everywhere in panic and shattered glass of the doorway lay spewn across the floor.
Dodging around humans Pumbaa skillfully managed to make it outside, but that seemed to be where the explosions they'd heard had taken place.
The ground was scorched and cobblestones torn from the ground in two places, in a circular pattern. The first of the circles of damage was close to the door and smaller than a much larger one further out that seemed to have created even greater destruction. The only other clues to what had happened here was a large sword wedged into the ground, an abandoned journal and a smear of blood on the stones.
The warthog slowed to a stop, his mouth agape at the damage. He'd never seen anything quite like it. The fire at Pride Rock had been the most destructive thing he'd ever seen, but even that hadn't caused the ground to look like that.
"W-what do you think happened, Timon?" the warthog questioned his meerkat buddy as he pulled his eyes from the scene to look upwards at his buddy.
Content: Timon and Pumbaa, frightened from Kovu vanishing and explosions from outside, go to escape, but discover the destruction outside.
Setting: Havasu Medical Center
Time: Late Evening/Night?
Warnings: None right now.
The great race to freedom from the scary medical center was slowed down as Pumbaa and Timon, the later of the two being perched on the first's head, reached the main lobby. It was a mess. Humans running about everywhere in panic and shattered glass of the doorway lay spewn across the floor.
Dodging around humans Pumbaa skillfully managed to make it outside, but that seemed to be where the explosions they'd heard had taken place.
The ground was scorched and cobblestones torn from the ground in two places, in a circular pattern. The first of the circles of damage was close to the door and smaller than a much larger one further out that seemed to have created even greater destruction. The only other clues to what had happened here was a large sword wedged into the ground, an abandoned journal and a smear of blood on the stones.
The warthog slowed to a stop, his mouth agape at the damage. He'd never seen anything quite like it. The fire at Pride Rock had been the most destructive thing he'd ever seen, but even that hadn't caused the ground to look like that.
"W-what do you think happened, Timon?" the warthog questioned his meerkat buddy as he pulled his eyes from the scene to look upwards at his buddy.
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"Ah, we're... not too sure, Miss," he replied to her question, as he sat himself down and babbled on, "We were inside... he'd left a bit ago, and then Kovu just vanished out of thin air! So, we were looking for him..."
"And uh well, we heard these two really loud, scary booms! So.. we decided to... ah... well... " he trailed off, not really wanting to note their purpose for being down here at all was to run away. It seemed though it was a good thing they had stopped. There didn't seem to be much to run away from now, since it was clear whatever caused all this was gone.
"Maybe... someone else around here saw more," he then suggested after a moments thought. Pumbaa did have good ideas sometimes. Of course whether it would stay his was another matter, as his eyes trailed to look to the brains of the outfit.