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Okay, so technically, I had this whole long response written out and just as I was finishing it up, but the site crashed on me and I lost everything which I’m pretty upset about. Especially with the fact that I have been suffering from a writer’s block and this poll just kicked into gear a whole wave of creativity for me! And I’m kinda forgetting the first important parts of the response message! QAQ I should’ve saved and then gone back to edit it! Ugh! Anywho, I’m not over it. If I had to choose in rewriting a TLK/SP script, I would have to go with Simba’s Pride cuz there’s a lot of ideas to work with on this: The Lion King So, I don’t really know much context of these scripts of King of the Kalahari and another lion king script. Honestly, I just like TLK so much that I wouldn’t even change anything about it. But there are some pretty interesting ideas and sometimes, it’d be neat to actually combine the two ideas and rewrite it into one script so it could make sense. There

As the Coronans and King of Equis enjoyed their lunch, they were blissfully unaware of what was coming along the horizon. Far away along the crater borders, near the lower ridges that overlooked the outside of the rugged pillars, there was a small outpost with a fair amount of guards stationed. Its beacon was a wooden tower which blended into the rocks and creaked with the wind, but there would be no sign of breaking just yet. Surrounding the structure was a small fort which was built deep into the cliffside that held sleeping quarters, lounge room, storage room, and an outdoor kitchen. While the Safira guard prided itself with discipline and organization, this one was quite the opposite. Only a few of the guards had actually taken the responsibility to move through the rough terrain in order to head down and patrol the desert or climb onto the tower to overlook any strange activity. The rest were merely lounging around. Either sweeping sand out of their sanctuary, resting inside

“...Cassandra?” “Rapunzel...Everyone.” Cassandra gave a nod to the rest of the group as they stared back in surprise. Who would’ve thought that in all the worlds, in all the countries, in all the kingdoms and empires, familiar faces just had to show up here in the Safirian empire. There was just an uncomfortable awkwardness amongst them as the citizens continued on their tasks, ignoring the hidden drama. Yet the small group were in their own little world until Eugene stepped forward to break the silence, only barely standing in front of Rapunzel. “Wow! Cass-Ann-Druh! How long has it been? It almost feels like years since we’ve last seen you.” His tone may have sounded mean-spirited, but his mannerisms were more akin to their usual banter in Corona. It gave Rapunzel a sense of relief to see Eugene be the first to greet Cassandra with friendly chatter and hopefully others would follow suit. “You look well. Let me guess, a new skin care routine?” “Hm?” At first Cassandra was confused

Looking back on it all, perhaps teaming up with a mysterious ghost child to steal a magic rock and releasing said ghost, of whom Cassandra never questioned, was really Zhan Tiri probably wasn’t the best decision she had made in her life. Although she was good at masking her emotions in front of others there was still great shame over her actions and she was prepared to take any punishment. Yet Rapunzel was there to save her from anything too serious because of their friendship and it seemed that the only appropriate decision was for Cassandra to leave Corona in case others who felt different would try to hurt her. Could she blame them? Almost all her life, Cassandra had lived among them yet they hadn’t known her closely other than by status of being daughter to Corona’s own Captain of the Guard or Lady-In-Waiting to the former Lost Princess. In hindsight, perhaps that was better as Cassandra didn’t want to think of how badly she may have hurt them if she did make more personal

Unlike Corona, where the streets were filled with people to carry on their daily activities, Safira’s people were few as some shops and vendors were open to sell food, drink, and trade items with one another or merely talked by open windows. Others swept the front entrances of their stores for sand and leaves, some of the elderly sat outside in the shade to play board games, while others were busy above the buildings and were pulling tarps to provide shade down onto the streets below. While Tamaa had stated that there weren’t as many people in Safira compared to the old days, the majority were most likely resting in the morning hours, preferably to come out during the night to continue their trades. Another thing that Rapunzel took notice of was the lack of children. In Corona there were many children running around and causing mischief, but in Safira it felt as if there were none at all. The answers to her questions were concerning as children were usually kept indoors with some

There was no warning as Rapunzel was roughly shoved aside and barely caught her stance as the large figure was quick to return the glass over the oil lamp, guarding it and watching closely to find if there was any damage done to it before looking at the princess. This figure under the light revealed to be an old but large man, with a massive made of silver hair brushed back and trailed trailed down to his lower back with a beard to match as he stalked towards Rapunzel like a lion and stood tall enough that his sheer size could’ve rivaled that of the Baron. Upon further inspection, Rapunzel took notice of the golden fang that protruded from his lower jaw as he bared his teeth at her. In an attempt to show her bravery, Rapunzel stood her ground, but it wasn’t easy as eyes of ice glaring down upon her. “Why did you come here?!” His voice was harsh as thunder and Rapunzel held up the candlestick as a way to defend herself. It may not be her trusty frying pan but it was better than

Who would have thought that their first day and night would be filled with overwhelming excitement along with the uncertainty that they would be able to rest. There was no doubt that Nigel would be awake for most of the night with the knowledge of the dragons within Safira which triggered some old memories and fears which made him feel uneasy. Even more so with the facts that the Safirians were so calm about what happened and had grown accustomed to such things. In their room, Lance had tucked Keira and Catalina into their beds with goodnight kisses while also checking in on Varian and Ruddiger before heading to his own room. Despite their lives on the run and independence, the girls enjoyed having someone to rely on for love and security as Lance had stepped up from being a lovable scoundrel to a caring and doting father to them. It took time for them to become more adjusted as a family to where the girls became more comfortable from seeing Lance as a mischievous positive big brother