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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 19 2011, 10:19 PM (1,125 Views) | |
| Malta | Jan 19 2011, 10:19 PM Post #1 |
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Well, uh... maybe Malta had smarter things to do on her list, but in reality she had found not much in the world but emptiness during her brief escapade. Really, it had gone no good at all. So, therefore, she wondered that, perhaps, she could run back 'home' with her tail between her legs and hope the others would forgive her whole 'greener grass in the other side' experience. Yeah? Well, but she had to admit in the other side AT LEAST THERE WAS GRASS. Ugh. The outlands, this place gave her the creeps. She detested the elephant graveyard so much, and the name of the cave was really hideous, as were the paintings; at least in her opinion. The termite mounds weren't as terrible, though. But it was a rather miserable thought that the outlanders only had termite mounds to sit on in their lobby, or what'd you call it... meeting place? Yeah, that. The lanky lioness was tense as a bowstring, she'd look over her back every other moment. What if they were still mad at her, huh, what if? She thought this had been the worst idea she had in her whole life. Everything was so quiet. |
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| Kita | Jan 20 2011, 12:55 PM Post #2 |
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| Malta | Jan 20 2011, 01:19 PM Post #3 |
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But it was unavoidable, really. Malta was now convinced of that she would be attacked. Why didn't she think it out twice BEFORE getting in such a dangerous position? Rash decisions, Malta always had her rash decisions. Those would kill her one day, really -- let's just hope it wasn't today! "AIEEE!" Startled, the lioness tried to leap and run at the same time and ended up tripping over a rock and landing on the mouth of an abandoned lair a hyena had once excavated on the ground. She got up immediately, frantically looking around for more lions. Fortunately it was just her, and Nia, and Nia didn't look one tad aggressive, let me tell you. This made Malta feel incredibly relieved, and she approached the Outlander with a faint smile; although her nerves were still there, they hadn't disappeared, so when she spoke anew, her voice came a little shaky. "Hey, um, hello! I haven't been here in a while" Bad word choice. "Heeheehee..." Laughed she nervously. |
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| Kita | Jan 20 2011, 04:43 PM Post #4 |
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| Malta | Jan 20 2011, 05:29 PM Post #5 |
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"Yes..." Mumbled Malta ashamedly at Nia's sermon. Those things were annoying, but sadly necessary weren't they? "I'm sorry I've made such a scene." She raised her orange gaze, happy with the thought of it being all water under the bridge now. It felt great to be home again; it was a really terrible thing to be a runaway; a little leaf adrift the wind of uncertainty. It might have been a grave mistake on her part to think that 'everything was alright now' because one lion didn't appear mad at her for her desertion, however. One still couldn't know. "The watersource-diggin' project just got dropped, didn't it?" Malta decided it would be a wise decision to change subject. |
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| Kita | Jan 20 2011, 11:06 PM Post #6 |
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| Malta | Jan 23 2011, 04:26 AM Post #7 |
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A bad impression, she meant. And a bad impression she had made, indeed. Not that she would let this bother her, however. Malta smiled as she started walking towards the caves. She might have been as lazy as anyone when the project started, but now that she was back, back and not eaten, she felt very much compelled to help out somehow, repay them in a way. After all, it would be better for her if the other, more ill-tempered and grudge-holding outlanders found her humbly helping out. "Well, I'm glad it didn't go dropped. I thought it definitely would." Many outlanders were reluctant about making a river of 'elephant soup'. Her included. But now she had come to the realization that she was so sick of doing the long, tiresome walk from here to the closest river for a drink, that she would take even this 'elephant soup'. Besides, when you were starving as well, as sometimes happened to the poor unfortunate outlanders, elephant soup wasn't so bad, was it? "You know, I've always wanted a pool." Malta had passed so many thirsty days, weeks, months... that she had developed an uncanny taste for water. She could even... swim in it! Really, and that was something unnatural for a lion. She looked up at a great crack in the stone wall and smirked. This was her old 'window'. She hoped nobody had moved to her room during her absence. The lioness looked at her curved black claws and sighed. "Goodbye beautiful," she lamented before she began digging on the ground as furiously as any dog would claw at dirty clothes on the floor to ensure they were tidy and soft to sleep on, or something. Dirt flew in every direction. Malta had her own unique way of doing things, didn't she? |
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| Kita | Jan 24 2011, 02:05 AM Post #8 |
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| Malta | Jan 24 2011, 11:05 AM Post #9 |
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"I'm making a pool!" Said Malta, sounding a little confused. Of course. Who wouldn't want a pool in the outlands? Malta was strange and It seemed as if she considered herself the most normal lion in the world. She continued to dig in her very own disorderly manner. "A pool is like a lake, but smaller. Bigger than a puddle, but not nearly as deep as a pond. But mine is coming out rather small, though -- its a poolddle!" She explained with a big, silly grin. Malta had always liked jokes and wordplay. She didn't understand why she had to get along so badly with the hyenas, really, they could be friends. |
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| Kita | Jan 24 2011, 05:34 PM Post #10 |
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| Malta | Jan 24 2011, 06:36 PM Post #11 |
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Malta wrinkled her nose at these words. "We're going geiser kickin'." Of course her pool was going to be connected to the main artificial river. Just that, she'll do that later... "And meanwhile, some rain could also help." The lioness looked up, at the bleak skies, and her hopeful words sounded whimsical and rather pitiful. Rain in the Outlands, ahahahaha! The skies seemed just as dry as the baked, sandy ground. Ah, but believe it or not... it HAD happened before. Some time ago. And when it rained in Africa, it really rained in Africa, so this probably wasn't as ridiculous as it sounded. Malta was already feeling slightly tired, so she sat down and began licking the orange dirt off her paw. Even though she was gonna get dirty just a moment later, it was bothering her! "And it'll be just besides my home." said the lioness proudly. "I'll get up very early... and then -- SPLASH! It'll be great!" |
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| Kita | Jan 24 2011, 07:33 PM Post #12 |
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| Malta | Jan 25 2011, 11:06 AM Post #13 |
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All this technical conversation made Malta very confused. And to think it seemed so simple just a moment ago...! "I, uh...." She began, but closed her mouth. Geisers spewing gas....? Gas....? Wasn't it like, breath? Hot breath? She had been burned by them so many times yet she couldn't really put a finger in the substance. She just knew that whatever it was it burned, and it hurt; and going geiser kicking was probably not much of a good idea but digging until the river at Kilimanjaro range was probably worse. "I think that's what they were saying. Shadow should know. We should ask him, you know? So we may not be digging in the wrong direction." Shadow and his rocket science. If he wasn't only a kid, she believes he could be the next king of the outlands. After all, at least according to what she'd hear, he was a genius. Malta yawned. "The problem is that I haven't seen Shadow in a thousand moons." And it was the same problem everybody had been having at the outlands these days. When they got a leader, he or she should totally declare a day a meeting day where everybody had to assist and so they would remain informed if somebody died or something, because scrambled as they were they wouldn't tell. "Yeah. It'd be so easy otherwise." Like everybody, she didn't like digging -- it made her precious claws blunt. Much better if the solution would literally fall from the skies, hm? But the great caretaker up there didn't like to give EVERYTHING for free, he much appreciated a little effort on their part, and the little creatures underneath were often too lazy to give it. "It's really cool!" Began Malta excitedly, after Nia shifted her attention to her home "Especially when the termites start flying. Well, except if you get one in your ear..." Like she once did. And she could hear its footsteps, which was the worst part. |
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| Kita | Jan 26 2011, 01:13 AM Post #14 |
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| Malta | Jan 26 2011, 06:28 PM Post #15 |
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The thought was heart-wrenching. What if... what if... all this tough work went to waste and they had to start the project all over again?! Malta shook her head as if wanting to physically shake such disturbing idea off. No way, it couldn't be, it.... well, it could; headless as they were, the poor Outlanders! Nobody agreed with nothing, nobody knew nothing... it was about time someone did something! Someone like... Well, who? Malta's mind fell silent. She couldn't think of anyone. Nia then continued talking about Malta's cave, so the lioness forgot of the matter for the moment being. With an ear-to-ear grin, she began listing the pros of her lonely home. "Well, there are many reasons; first, you are all alone, which means no snoring," You know who you are. "Secondly, well, this is a really good spot to take a look of the Outlands, look, from over here!" The lioness ran inside the cave and peered through the 'window'; her large eyes glowing in the dark. You could see some of the land from here, Malta's cave spiralling a few feet above the ground. "And when the termite flight begins, it is really epic to see the great columns of termites emerge from the neighbor mounds. You've gotta see it sometime." The state of the place was unbelievable -- Malta was such a disorderly lion. It looked as if a clan of hyenas had messed all her things, throwing everything about; stampeded over them and ran up the walls, leaving long, deep scratch marks across them. "Sorry for the mess," apologized she, "but I hadn't had visitors since a long time!" "You know, the idea of digging in the wrong direction still scares me." She said after a while. "This project needs some sort of overseer -- and although I may not be the right lioness for this kind of stuff, well, I think I'll give it a try." "I'll find Shadow and talk to him. He avoid us forever can he?" |
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