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paixaorpg2010-11-03 09:56 pm
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So a fruity demon and a warthog sit around and have a chat. No you're not on drugs. [completed]
Character(s): Vyers and Pumbaa
Content: Muns of both characters realize that these two have not interacted at all outside a couple of journal posts, which is weird when they're living together. SMALL TALK ENSUES.
Setting: Vyers' place. Dear god, it's like he never leaves.
Time: Early week 26, before fog
Warnings: Drama of the Whoring sort. We've got a Vyers in this thread after all. Other than that I've got nothing.
He had begun to get used to everything that was going on, he supposed. Perhaps not entirely used to everything, and with more than a couple regrets, but he was fairly certain he would be able to take whatever happened next as it came.
For now, he had a bottle of wine to relax with and time he intended to fully take advantage of. The demon pulled a glass from one of the cupboards and filled it before walking over to sit by a window, idly watching what few people there currently were out walk below.
Content: Muns of both characters realize that these two have not interacted at all outside a couple of journal posts, which is weird when they're living together. SMALL TALK ENSUES.
Setting: Vyers' place. Dear god, it's like he never leaves.
Time: Early week 26, before fog
Warnings: Drama of the Whoring sort. We've got a Vyers in this thread after all. Other than that I've got nothing.
He had begun to get used to everything that was going on, he supposed. Perhaps not entirely used to everything, and with more than a couple regrets, but he was fairly certain he would be able to take whatever happened next as it came.
For now, he had a bottle of wine to relax with and time he intended to fully take advantage of. The demon pulled a glass from one of the cupboards and filled it before walking over to sit by a window, idly watching what few people there currently were out walk below.
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"You see, when Timon and I met, both of us were outcasts. No one we lived with really liked us very much, so we had to set out on our own and brave the harsh realities of the world all by ourselves. Then we met, and we've been bestest best friends ever since! And with Hakuna Matata, we don't worry about our pasts, because they're behind us, and we can't change them anymore."
It was a miracle that Pumbaa hadn't gotten anything out of order yet. He stopped for a minute though, trying to make sure he had everything straight. "Uhhhh, wait, is that right? Yep, that's definitely right! I don't remember who told us about Hakuna Matata though."