entrancelogs | Relaxing at a bathhouse

Who: Simba and you!
Where: The bathhouse
When: The duration of the event
Rating: PG and cw: dad death
Summary: Simba runs loose in the bathhouse, meets his shadow, possibly gets murdered by his shadow
The Story:

[Any of the sleeping rooms.]

[Somehow, Simba got lost again.

That's the only way to explain how he ended up in Wonderland, and then in this bathhouse. He doesn't know where he is, what this place is for, but there's a lot of water and it's just way too hot. The heat starts to get to him early on as he explores each room, before he finally plops down on the floor. Even doing that doesn't feel like it's cooling him off at all.

He can be found in one of the sleeping rooms, laying down and panting.

Too hot...]

[Meeting Shadow Simba!]

[Simba finds another lion cub a few floors up, who looks like a mirror image of him in every way - except the cub's eyes are glowing a bright yellow. It'd be almost impossible to tell the two of them apart. Before Simba can even process what's going on, the cub gives him a wide grin.]

Hey there! If it isn't the new king of the Pridelands. I bet you're real excited, huh?

[The words send a chill down Simba's spine. He shakes his head.]

I'm not... I'm not a king. Who are you?

Why not? Ohhh, 'cause you let uncle Scar take the throne instead! How come? Isn't being king what you wanted? You wanted it so bad, you just let your dad die! You should've been happy, seeing him fall off that cliff. Instead you cried like a little baby!

Stop it!

What's wrong, me? You can't be a king if dad's still around!

I said stop it! You're not me!!

[Boss fight]

[After Simba says the magic words, his shadow starts to transform. The cub morphs into a giant, red lion, with curved horns and its back legs turning into hooves. Simba turns to run, but the beast swipes him with one of its large paws, knocking Simba into a nearby wall.

Simba hits the wall hard, slumping down and unnmoving. His shadow closes in on him.]

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[Lup's just starting to feel the exhaustion creeping into her bones by the time she runs into the giant red lion advancing on the smaller beast. Her spell slots aren't completely spent, but she's getting dangerously close to running out and leaving herself vulnerable to the various shadows running wild. What she needs is a good rest. To drag herself to the nearest sleeping room and meditate in the corner for a few hours until her spells are reset and she's good to head back out into the bathhouse hallways to fight again.

--But she can't just turn away from someone in need, especially not an animal of some sort. She likes animals. Spent an entire year on the Animal Kingdom plane, working to decipher their language, learning all about the animal's history and ways of life. Simba may not be one of the mongooses she grew close to, but she's not just going to look the other way while he gets straight up murdered.

The elf raises a hand and summons flame to her palm, growling at the shadow.]

Hey! Back off or prepare to be lit the fuck up, homie.

Relaxing at a bathhouse

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