#v:Zootopia

[majordomo-zazu]

@kingmxfasa

Zazu watched the car roll up to the building, tapping his foot irritably. He checked his watch. An hour late. They were a full hour late.

“And where have you been?” he badgered, as soon as Mufasa stepped outside. He hurried alongside him, half-pushing the massive animal into the building and towards the elevator.

“The Macaw-law brothers have been waiting on you for an hour! This does not reflect well on the company!”

[pridelanders]

Some notes about the Zootopia Verses for a few characters

Ma Tembo is the city’s mayor and deals with all the managerial issues that come with that. She formerly taught at St Loxodont’s High School in Savannah Central. She has a large extended family, and Chama and Mtoto are her grandsons.

Makuu is the head of the Crocodile Family and chief of the Rainforest District’s Police Department. In his youth he was a professional wrestler before moving onto the force. There have been some shady rumours about his first term as chief, though things seem to have recently smoothed over.

Mzingo is one of the best criminal defence lawyers there is. Head of the law firm known as Parliment, he has been hired by Scar on the down-low to get the hyenas out of trouble when they need it. He’s incredibly rich.

Chama was recently forced out of his Grandmother’s house after embarrassing her in public and threatening her campaign. She offers him support (however limited), and he lives with his friends in an apartment above Rafiki’s medical practice. They all have jobs at Big Springs Indoor Waterpark.

Pua recently retired as Chief of Rainforest District Police, after his nephew Makuu called for his resignation. He lives alone in a very lavish mansion upstate: his career was clean, but that’s not what his mountains of spare cash seems to suggest.

[newandabitalarming-blog1]

YES IT HAS ARRIVED - I HAVE MADE A ZOOTOPIA VERSE :D

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v:Zootopia

Belle is a yellow cockatiel running a small bookstore in Zootopia. She is fairly new to the big city, as she had been living in the Rainforest District her whole life. But of course, if you want a fresh start, Zooptopia is the place to go!

[txchyote]

'a moment of weakness' (hello there! C:)

25.} My muse is temporarily blind.

Tech hated serial killers, especially smart ones. They always ended up tainting the evidence or making it harder to acquire. Today's evidence’s a suitcase full of the killers tools, that just so happened to also be filled with a blinding powder. He had spent half the day in the hospital making sure it wasn’t permanent or deadly. Only now was he allowed out, with a cane and almost a person to walk him home, but he begged them off and managed to escape towards his home.

His walk home didn’t go as well as he hoped it would. Navigating by smell did work, but his hearing didn’t help him as much as he was hoping for running into people or things. So to help he kept to to the walls moving slowly. It wasn’t until a loud squeak that he managed to remember that Little Rodentia was on his path home. He picked up his foot and stared down totally forgetting he couldn’t see and apologized.

 “Oh my god are you ok?! I’m sorry I can’t see, Did I hurt anyone?”

[majordomo-zazu]

[txt]: Hey Zazu? Can you send me $20? It's for school.

A ticking clock punctuated the awkward silence in the boardroom. Zazu sat across a long glass table from a company of parrots: two tall, surprisingly imposing macaws in fancy suits who spoke in whispered tones to one another.

“Erm…lovely…furnishings, you have in here, gentlemen.” He ventured an icebreaker, but the blue and gold bird merely looked up and offered a quick word of thanks.

“Come on Mufasa, do hurry up…” Zazu glanced at his wing watch for the thousandth time. His boss should’ve been here an hour ago. 

“Ahem…excuse me for one moment gentlemen.” Zazu coughed and stood up, and after an affirming nod made his leave from the room.

 He tried calling him: no answer. He tried again: straight to voicemail. What was going on with him?

 A flicker of hope emerged when the text sound effect went off, and Zazu almost dropped his phone in eagerness to turn it around, but his heart sank when he saw who it was.

“What for?” he punched furiously into the keypad. “The last time you asked me for that you were trying to bribe another child to do your homework for you. Where is your father???”

[pridelanders]

@handsomethrowrug liked for a Zootopia starter

The mayor of the city sat behind her enormous desk with her hands clasped together. The windows at her back looked out over the city centre, and the noise of the traffic and shopping animals carried up into her silent office.

Waiting, she extended her trunk to adjust the mug on her desk. Lightly, Mayor Tembo dusted off her framed pictures: her father standing before their family home, her college graduation with Sarabi, and her two grandsons Chama and Mtoto. With her hand she drew her diary in: yes, he should be here any minute now.

As if on cue, a buzz came in from her secretary, a little oxpecker. “He’s here Mayor Tembo.”

She placed one huge finger on the buzzer. “Thank you Mwenzi, send him in.”

The elephant stood up, pushing her chair out as her guest entered, and she extended her hand warmly. She knew Scar’s sister-in-law and brother well, but never had many dealings with the deputy CEO himself.

“Good morning, it’s a pleasure to see you Scar.”

[majordomo-zazu]

“What’s holding you back?”

“Oh…” Zazu nervously wrung his wings together, staring at the eagle sitting across the bar. 

“What if he doesn’t like me? What if I mess up and he laughs at me? What if he’s not interested? What if he’s taken? Oh there’s just too many variables, can we please go home?”

[majordomo-zazu]

“Do you think I can fit these candy canes up my nose?”

“Hey! Put those DOWN young lady!”

Zazu sighed, cub-watching and tree-decorating in one was too much to handle at once.

“Actually, throw those up here. This branch is looking a little bare.” 

[majordomo-zazu]

“Look, I learned my lesson, okay?” (I have a zootopa verse as well! Giraffe drake be de best)

“Unless your lesson was on how to fix windows, I’m not interested.” Zazu barked, extending a wing and pointing up towards his tree apartment, now with one shattered pannel of glass. 

“There’s a reason the sign says no ball games. Where’s Simba? I know I heard two voices.”

[majordomo-zazu]

“I want a good way to relax.”

“Ooh, I know the perfect spot, sir!”

Zazu looked up at Mufasa, who was walking beside him down Zootopia High Street, carrying most of Zazu’s shopping (by using the lion he could get a lot more brought home at once). They had been discussing work when Mufasa brought up his wish to have somewhere to go at the end of a stressful day.

“There’s this lovely little warm spring over in Tundratown that always helps me relax!”

[majordomo-zazu]

"Help me understand."

Zazu stood on the table below Mufasa, going over Simba’s complicated report card he had just spent ten minutes analyzing.

“Well, in this overall progress section, one stands for above-target and six stands for off-target, so the higher the number the worse.” Zazu looked over the assortment of fives and fours, coughed, and moved on.

“The Effort, Behaviour, and Homework sections work on the star system, so the opposite of the last one.” Twos and ones, better not dwell on that.

“And this part is the teachers’ comments, you might want to use these.” Zazu handed Mufasa his glasses: the comments were so long they had to be printed in tiny font.

[majordomo-zazu]

Open Zootopia-verse Starter

Zazu sighed into his beer. What even was the point anymore?

He was sitting on one of the highest and smallest seats at the bar of the cafe that Timon and Pumbaa (two friends of the family who had found Simba after he got lost once) owned. He drank often, more than he would admit to anyone: even Mufasa.

Zazu loved his job and the family that he worked for, of course: but that was during the day. Going home to an empty apartment every night had been taking its toll on him for a long while. He wasn’t ready for that: not tonight.

He had obsessed himself with Mufasa too early on: that was it. Once it became clear that the lion was perfectly content settling into the family lifestyle with his wife, Zazu had moved on better than he had expected himself to, but every partner beyond then was always held to an incomparably high standard: the parrot, the panther, even Simba’s rhino gym teacher whom the cub had set him up with on a blind date (the poor kid, he meant well), had all ended in disaster.

“You are a mess, my good man,” he muttered to himself, swirling around his beer in his glass some more.

[majordomo-zazu]

“Hey! Come on in, I’ll get you a drink.” (Zootopia Christmas party?)

“Just a minute, sir.”

Zazu had been standing on the balcony of the top floor, having broken off from the main party inside for some fresh air. He was swirling an empty wine glass in one wing and looking out over the lights of the city, but he turned around when his boss had evidently come out to check on him.

“I do love standing outside of a busy party. Quite an inexplicably melancholy feeling, don’t you think?”

[majordomo-zazu]

/Completely inconsequential fact but Zazu’s downstairs neighbours in Zootopia are Scuttle the seagull from the Little Mermaid and Nigel the pelican from Finding Nemo