Bibidi Babidi Buu's Den

WARNING
BUUS LORE IS OFTEN DARK AND NOT FOR THOSE WHO MAY BE TRIGGERED BY DEATH, DESTRUCTION, ASSAULT , AND GENERAL EVIL BEHAVIOR. Or actual behavior of real life lions including the death of the previous kings cubs.

YES HE KILLS CUBS

YES I MAY BUY CUB BUNDLES AS GORILLA/KARMA FODDER

Since Buu is heartless it doesn't cost energy to kill lions/cubs/etc. if you need NCLs culled so they don't wind up in the chased pool feel free to DM.

Please don't DM me saying you hate the lore. I didn't write it to offend anyone. It's just a story of how I see Buu.





Buu stands in the sunlight watching the cubs play. Play is perhaps to gentle a word. They are fighting their own mini war where only the strongest and smartest survive. A cub stumbles. "oww that hurt!" Tears form in its eyes. Everyone freezes. A lioness with a deep ebony coat starts walking to her cub and stops.

Buu walks too the cub. His voice a low growl. "Is it broken cub?" The cub flattens to the ground knowing its error.

"ANSWER YOUR KING!" Buu roars at the cub. The whole pride is watching. No one moves or breathes.

"No sir...." The cub speaks in barely a whisper. It's small body shivering as it presses to the ground trying to sink into it. Buu raises it's paw, claws extended and swips the cub into the air. It lands bleeding heavily.

"The weak die! No one can show weakness or your enemies will use it and then the whole pride is weak. If you are weak I am seen as weak! I am your king!" He roars at the pride. He turns and looks at the cubs who stay staring at the bleeding cub who struggles to stand. One leg is clearly broken. A few cubs try to comfort their litter mate.

"Just like with prey. The weak or injuries are the easiest targets......Kill them." Several cubs turn and stare at Buu. The lioness watches in shock. "No please My king. They're your cubs!" Buu turns to the ebony lioness and tilts his head.

"My cubs would never be as weak. For the act of treason and for fathering cubs with another male. I sentence you and your cubs to death." As soon as he said the last word both the lioness and cubs screams are filled with the roars of the pride. After a few moments Buu roars and everyone steps away from the bodies. With a smug look Buu walks away. He pauses to lick some blood off a few females before walking into the forest. His grey and pink fur is blood red in the dying sunlight.

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Buu lays in his normal clearing. Around him several of his females, cuddle and nuzzle into him. The air is thick with the scent of their heats. He ignores their constant licking and soft growls.

Soon a handful of submales enter the clearing from different directions. They stop and stare as if they are interrupting. Buu chuckles and stands.

"Hello boys. I'm sure you're curious why you're here. Away from your own kings and away from your pride lands. Sit and I'll explain." Buu nods and as each submale sits a female sits beside them, barely bushing against their fur. The males are obviously distracted.

"You see boys...."Buu makes sure to talk slowly and only when a female is touching the young males. "We're going to stage a little coupe...a minor revolution....and kill your kings. Then as next in line...."

A dark colored rosette speaks up. "sir, I'm not next in line. My brother is. He's the favorite....." He stops speaking as the female beside him swipes her tail against his lower jaw causing him to loose his train of thought.

"We'll make you next in line.....all of you must take the throne. Together we will rule not just our prides but over all the rouges and misfits...." Buus voice is a deep growl. He tilts his head thinking.

"Boys the females at your side are my gift. By starting your own bloodlines you will have allies. I will take the cubs and raise them as my own. And when the time is right... you'll have your own heirs."

The females flinch. They weren't aware of Buu's plan. But they must obey their king.

"I'll take my leave. I'll await near the dens for my queens to be returned before sunrise. " Buu turns and leaves the clearing. One by one the submales run into the forest, the females following, worrying about their fates.


Before sunrise they gather with Buu. He waits with bundles of herbs for each one.

He softly nuzzles each one in greeting. "Don't worry my pets, we're not raising their cubs. Eat the herbs. And when you're ready you'll bare my cubs and we'll in turn convince them they are theirs." Each of the queens look at each other before bowing their heads and eating the bitter herbs.

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Bibidi Babidi Buu walks into a clearing. Above him the full moon shines brightly. He looks around at the gathered kings from his neighboring prides. Each brought a queen and a submale to bear witness to the monthly events.

Besides him, Talon Strike, on of Buu's youngest females walks beside her king occasionally nuzzling against his fur. He smiles as he smells her heat, knowing the other kings will too.


The other kings have already gathered. A stoic green and grey male lounges on a branch at the edge of his pride lands. His queen, a dark female with intense eyes sits below him next to his submale.

A heavily rosette king sits on a fallen log nearly invisible when he holds still. His lands are deep jungles. Instead of a queen, he has a pair of young submales.

A deep yellow king lays in the warm sand at the edge of his lands. His queen lays with him licking his fur. He's the oldest of the gathered kings. His submale sits beside him clearly one of the old kings son. They share the same markings.


"Am I late?" Buus question comes out as a low growl that could easily be mistaken for a purr. Talon Strike sits beside him as he settles on a large sandstone ledge. The submale, Aralias , sits on Buus other side.


"Buu. We seem to have an influx of cubs and mothers running from your pride. They tell stories of death and gladiator type fights between cubs where only one might...." The old king turns scenting the air. He stops speaking. His queen pauses her grooming.


"You have broken the first law. You have brought a queen in season to the meeting of kings!" She growls at her king. Causing the old male to snap out of his thoughts.

Buu laughs softly. "That isn't the only law I plan on breaking tonight. " Suddenly all the submales turn on the other kings. Pinning them to the ground. The grey and green king was ripped from his branch by his tail leaving it a bleeding nub. The rosette king has one submale pinning him to the dirt in the center of the clearing while the other pins the old kings queen.

Talon Strike is the last to subdue her prey. Soon their scuffle stops and the dark female lays motionless blood seeping into the ground. Talon Strike walks back to Buu who watches the kings as he licks the blood off her neck.


"You see. The funny thing about kings. Is they think they can trust everyone. Their sons. Their friends." Buu laughs softly. "We're going to kill you. And your queens. Obviously......and say we were ambushed by a band of rouges. We're going to take what we want. Which is everything. And what we don't want from your prides.....all those poor helpless cubs full of milk....will be torn apart. Those fit to survive will be allowed to live. Unlike you." With that the submales finished off their kings and say awaiting Buu's orders.

"Go. Claim your pride lands. Take what's you want to claim as yours." Buu stands and walks away from the clearing. Talon Strike still rubbing and nuzzling into him. He laughs softly proud of his actions.


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