Kopa has returned, and after surviving in the wilderness he found his home, he realized he missed his mother, father, sister, and Vitani very much. He has come to take his place as king, but Kovu is very unhappy with this as he and Kiara would be the new royals. Would Kovu kill Kopa just to be king as his father had done with Mufasa?
But that's not all who's angry with Kopa. Mheetu has developed a crush on Vitani.
As well as the return of Kopa, Nuka has somehow survived the deadly log crush, and has returned to the pridelands, seeking out any who may remain in the outlands. Many of the former outlanders have banded together under Nuka, and are now living in the jungle, plotting, waiting for their chance to attack the Pridelands!
Will Nuka and his plot succeed? Will Kopa be killed by Kovu? Who will Vitani choose? Her best friend, who has just returned, seemingly from the dead? Or her new lover?
You decide their destinies!
-----Rules!-----
~No Powerplaying / Godmodding. You only control your characters' lives, not the others, unless it is put in your hands.
~Follow all commonsense rules of Roleplay, and keep it PG-13 please. Pairing up and mating is allowed, but no in-depth analysises of mating. There ARE kids 'ere.
~You may control up to THREE Characters, but as the RP grows, this is subject to change.
-----Characters!-----
Kopa- NukaKun
Simba- DGFone
Vitani- Kopalover
Nala- Rjtjr
Kovu- DGFone
Kiara- NukaKun
Mheetu- KingKovu44
Sarafina- DGFone
Sarabi- DGFone
Nuka- NukaKun
Zazu - ---OPEN---
Timon and Puumba (TOGETHER)- ---OPEN---
-----OC's!-----
~~Form~~
Forum Name:
Name:
Gender:
Affiliation: (EG: Pridelander, Former outlander, Nuka's pride)
Appearance:
History:
Other:
~~List~~
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_______________________________ RP, BEGIN!_______________________________
Kopa padded silently up to the crest of the hill that overlooked Pride Rock. "I'm.. finally home," he said with a soft, relieved sigh. "I wonder if anyone even misses me? If they remember me?" After a few seconds of silence, he padded slowly down the hill, making his way through the tall, dry savannah grass. The sun blazed behind him, lighting up his mane and coat to brilliant colors. As he continued on, he heard a soft rustling next to him followed by a resounding crack. He stopped and jumped back defensively, his claws out, ready to fight. "Who's there," he dared to call out, afraid of ambush. His eyes widened with surprise as a smooth, young head popped up from the grass.
"Whoah, calm down there, mister! I'm not here to pounce on ya!" The lioness stood to her full height; she couldn't have been more than a year old at best. "I'm just here to escourt you to see Daddy."
Kopa cocked his head and sat back suddenly, a look of confusion on his face. "Daddy," he echoed. "Isn't Simba the king of the Pridelands?" he inquired quizzically.
The young lioness nodded. "Yep! Daddy is the king of the Pridelands. Why does that have you so confused?" When Kopa shook his head silently, the Lioness rolled her eyes and got up, motioning with her tail. "Come on, you. We've gotta get to Pride Rock. Daddy needs to meet you."
Kopa nodded, his throat catching for a second. "Ok," he said softly, "Lead me on, miss." Inside, his mind was whirling. Father has another child? Is this.. my sister? He shook it off and followed behind the lioness, rapidly approaching Pride Rock, ready to eagerly face his father and stake his claim on the throne.