Irritating Race Insensitive Ponies

19 August 2015

08:44 Stoic arrests Serilde and puts him in the big cage

08:46 Serilde wonders what tiercel Stoic arrested

08:46 < Stoic> Ah... Serilde's a girl?

08:47 < Stoic> Morning Luna

08:47 Serilde narrows her eyes and clacks her beak at Stoic. "No, I'm int some 'girl' I'm a proud formel."

08:47 < Serilde> hiya Luna~

08:48 < Serilde> how're you this morning Luna

08:48 Stoic eeps and leans back away from the angry and hungry looking griffon "I-I mean, your a female, right? Formal is a female... isn't it?"

08:49 < Luna> Morning Stoic!

08:49 < Stoic> Sleep well?

08:49 < Luna> I am well, just cooking breakfast

08:49 < Luna> Mmhmm!

08:49 < Stoic> Good, and yummy

08:49 < Stoic> Whats on the menu?

08:49 < Zuthal> *who

08:50 < Luna> Though judging from the clock, I only slept a little over 4 hours

08:50 < Stoic> Oh... thats no good at all

08:50 < Stoic> I arguablly overslep... nearly 10 hours

08:50 < Luna> The menu is homemade fries (cooking right now in my ActiFry) and a breakfast sandwich composed of brown bread, two eggs, tomato, onion, and cheese.

08:51 < Stoic> Not bad, I haz cookies :3

08:51 < Luna> Stoic, I feel fine. My body woke me up, it must have thought it was time to get up

08:51 < Zuthal> brown bread>white bread

08:51 Serilde gives a slow nod at Stoic and says, "Well, yes a formel is a female, but I'm not a 'girl,' thats what you call chicks and eyasses."

08:58 < Serilde> I could~

08:58 < Stoic> Why not! Been forever since I rped with you and all

08:58 < Stoic> Could be a fun little thing

08:59 Stoic lifts an eyebrow at her as she continues to use words that hes never really heard of "What the heck is a eyasses?" He asked, not understanding why she wanted such particular wording.

09:04 Serilde tilts her head down and lets out a long sigh. "Dont you know anything about griffons? I swear, so many of you ponies dont know anything about griffon termanology. Its the stage that you might call 'filly or colt'

09:06 Stoic gives off a small frown as she berates ponies and their knowllege, as if he was part of the problem "Its not like I interact with griffons much!" He responed but gave a smile "But, if you want to teach me about griffons I would love to learn."

09:08 < Zuthal> (>in a relationship with a griffon)

09:08 < Zuthal> (>not like I interact with griffons much)

09:09 < Stoic> (>not cannon, no need for cannon elemnts)

09:09 Serilde gives a irritated snort and turns her back to Stoic, ruffling her feathers and looking like she's turning to go away. "You dont need to interact with griffons to be respecatble. We're equestria's major trading partner. And...I am not interested in teaching little ignornant ponies."

09:09 < Luna> ( *fires the canon out of a cannon* )

09:13 Stoic frowns and walks around her to the front of her, looking up at her with sad eyes and a frown "I did not mean to upset you, and I would prefer that I never to upset another... formel again." He said, giving a warm but slightly forced smile, trying to use her terminollogy to show he wasn't as ignorent as she made him out to be.

09:16 Serilde stops and looks down at the stallion in front of her with a groan as he stands infront of her. "Oh? What happened to the other one that you upset? Did you get a little roughed up by them?" She asks in a condesending tone. "I think if you keep bugging me you'll upset me too."

09:20 Stoic sighs as the smile fades and the frown comes back, looking down with displeasure in his body language "Look, I just don't want you to walk away thinking I don't care, because I do and I care alot. I promise if you give me a second chance that I can show you not all ponies are ignorate idiots." He said, straight and cold, thinking of such a pony named Gyro Tech, boy was he stupid sometimes.

09:21 < Luna> ( ooo, Serilde, see that dig there at Gyro? XD )

09:21 < Serilde> (I do :P)

09:21 < Serilde> (He deserves it though

09:21 < Stoic> (Totally wasn't an intentional choice >.>)

09:25 Serilde raises an eyebrow at the pony before her and shakes her head. "Why would you care? You're just a pony living in a largely single species society. I'm not sure that they even teach you about other races in school, because it seems like nopony is respectful."

09:28 Stoic looks back up into her eyes, she could see that he was being serious with his askings "Because I want you to walk away feeling like that there are some ponies who care enough to learn... despite not learning it at a young age." He looks down with a sigh though "But if you really don't want to give me that chance then I'll just be on my way..." He said, his tone quite somber, the idea alone seeming to bring him down.

09:31 Serilde fans out her wings a bit, ruffling her feathers as she looks at the little stallion with her head tilted. "I feel like the ponies who want to learn, could pick up a book and learn as well, but fine, what did you want to know?"

09:33 Stoic gives a soft smile up to her "Well, why not the basics. Tell me about common griffon things that most ponies don't know, that way I can at least talk with one without the fear of upsetting them"

09:46 < Stoic> (Everything ok, Serilde ?)

09:57 < Serilde> (I'm at work, I sometimes get called away for work things xP)

09:57 < Stoic> (Well, I didn't know x.x)

09:58 < Serilde> (Ah well yep :P Every weekday)

09:58 < Stoic> (Will do)

10:00 Serilde takes a deep breath and lets out a sigh. "I suppose you wouldnt know what to call a male griffon either then...Well you can call them tiercels. I think that aboug covers most of the terminology you're likely to encounter. Unless you dont know naything about birds or pegasi, but then I cant help you."

10:01 Stoic gives a little laugh "Well, birds and pegasi I do know about... griffons share most of the same things is what your saying, yes?" He asked, trying to step lightly as the formal seems to still be a little agitated, he was hoping she would have calmed down by now.

10:08 Serilde puts her wings to the side, but her tail twitches, obviously feeling a bit of annoyance towards teh stallion, that is if he knew about cats, which perhaps he didnt and may ask abotu too. "Yes, we share the same upper half as birds, and their wing structure. And pegasi share that wing structure as well."

10:12 Stoic felt a little more comfortable when she tucked her wings away, hes been around enjoy angry pegasi to know that was a sign that she was becoming less agitated "Thank you for giving me that chance..." He said with a smile, offering a hug to the griffon as a way of further thanks. He always enjoyed hugs, both giving and receaving. He hoped she enjoyed hugs too.

10:19 Serilde takes another deep breath, her tail still showing her irritation as it flits around and then looks at him with a frown. When he offers the hug she turns her head up and puffs her chest out, intending to reject it, though it makes her feathers look even more floofy and inviting.

10:20 Stoic was smart enough to know what that ment, he did say he knew birds and pegasi, both of them having a similar reaction. He lowers his hooves and looks to the ground "I

10:21 < Stoic> 'm going to assume thats a rejection... shame, I was hoping that this would end more happily."

10:23 < Serilde> (If you dont do something to irritate her more, I cant eat you :P

10:23 < Zuthal> (Stoic, you should hug her)

10:24 < Serilde> (I know thats what I was hoping for :P)

10:24 < Zuthal> (hape)

10:24 < Inky> ( *nonconsensual hugging )

10:25 < Stoic> (Want me to repost then?)

10:25 < Serilde> (Probably for the best, if you want noms :P)

10:25 < Serilde> (I promise she'll hug you back~)

10:25 < Stoic> (I wanted to see how long I could go without said noms XD)

10:26 Stoic gently moves foward, wraping his hooves around her "I'm sorry... I'm sure you know how importaint friendship is in our society. So do you think you can find it in you to just... push away all that prior and start anew?"

10:35 Serilde suddenly feels her blood run cold as the stallion steps forward and wraps up her chest in a hug. The griffon freezes up for a second before turning down to look at the stallion with a glare in her eyes. She sits back on her huanches and wraps Stoic back up in a tight hug, licking her beak. "So...do you want to learn more abotu griffons?" She asks, with a sharp edge in her voice.

10:38 Serilde Serilde digs her claws sharply into the stallion's back.

10:38 Stoic eeps as the griffon reacts differently then he expected. He expected a push or a shove away, he has heard of how griffons take such acts, he was hoping she would be different... he wasn't expecting a hug back but this did not feel like a hug of kindness for friendship. Her tone of voice did not help with the feeling, and nether did the claws "O-Of course but do you think you can let go of me... I'm in a little bit of pain and its quite uncomfortable."

10:43 Serilde licks her beak as she meets the little stallion's eyes before lowering it and tasting the pony's ears with her tongue, murring softly at the taste. "So...the outsides arent all that is bird like about us, and you're about to get a first hadn tour. It'll certainly get more uncomfortable for you from here on out." She pulls away a bit and opens her mouth wide, giving the stallion a good glimpse of the pink slimy flesh beyond the hard beak as her fishy breath washes over him.

10:46 Stoic despritely tries to push away from the griffon, looking up uncomfortablely up into her maw. He didn't like where this was going. He was always the one to try and talk himself out of situations like this though, no matter how hard it seemed "Look, you d-don't want to do this... we can be happy, I can give you something and we can go about our days. We don't have to be friends!"

10:52 Serilde holds him fast against his struggles and then narrows her eyes at him. "I'm pretty sure I want to do this. You are pretty tasty and, it seems, unlikely to shut up other wise. Her claws guide him up to her beak as she begins to lean down, encasing his muzzle in the hard maw as saliva drips downm matting down the fur as he's coated and dripping down the rest of his body in thick globs. She pushes his muzzle to the back of her throat and swallwos. The ring of muscles grips his snout, starting his journey and causing a small bulge in her neck.

10:54 Stoic winces as the diplomatic approtch failed, his strugges still continued despite his mouth being traped in her mouth and rendering him unable to talk, his strugges spoke for him.

10:57 Serilde pushes him in a little deeper, tasting his flavorful coat, licking each inch before allowing ti to travel deeper into her gullet. Her neck stretches further as it takes teh rest of stoic's head and then his shoulders, heedless of his strugges, especially as his forelegs become pinned to his side.

11:01 Stoic did not stop when his forelegs couldn't continue the struggle anymore, the rest of his body putting up the fight. He hoped that she would half to cough him up, which would give him a chance to get away or preferablly turn the situation around.

11:04 Serilde is soon tickling at the stallion's belly with her tongue as he presses ever deeper into him. She purrs happily, rumbling around him at both his flavor and the way he moved. The pony's head begins to poke through the formel's crop, a wide slimy sack that was easier to breath in, and talk in.

11:08 Stoic takes a deep breath, one of the first since his face was swallowed up by the formal "Look, I'll leave you alone, I won't tell anyone and I won't talk to you ever again! J-just cough me up!" He pleeds once more, really now just wanting to be able to walk way.

11:10 Serilde gives a soft coo around his body in response to his cries, still continuing to swallow around him. He was begining to have to curl up in the slimy sack that bulged out at her chest. Since only his hooves remained, she brings a talon up to massage at the lump of pony, squishing slippery flesh against the stallion inside.

11:12 Stoic winced and cried out as he was rubbed, this was certianly uncomfortable but he thought it was her stomach, he didn't know that this was only the holding compartment for food "I-I'll do anyhting, anything at all, just please let me out!" He cried out, really meaning he'll do anything as long as hes still breathing in the end.

11:15 Serilde bunches up the stallion's tail in her beak and licks over the frogs of his hooves, giving him one last taste before finally gulping loudly, a wet sound that echos in her crop. Ahead of stoic he could hear heavy gurgling, and around him her rapid heartbeat and breath was prevelent. "What? I thought you wanted to know more about griffons," she teases. "The place you're in right now is my crop. Its where I send naughty ponies for punishment, and if they behave, maybe I'll coufh them back out.

11:16 < Serilde> (So like...how far did you want to go? :P)

11:17 < Stoic> (Non-fatal... I hate fatal, leaves a bit too much of a lasting impact on my mood)

11:17 < Stoic> (As long as its non-fatal, I don't mind how far you go(

11:19 Stoic was currled up due to the tightness of his current living conditions. He was wimpering scaredly, this is not what he ment when he wanted to learn, and he sure hoped she would cough him back up in he stayed quiet.

11:25 Serilde smiles at the edges of her beak as the pony goes quiet and begins to make her way back towards her roost as the bulge sways back and forth. "There's a good pony. Just stay like that and you'll be fine...probably. I just hope I dont get too hungry with you in there." She teases, feeling a rush of power over the pony.

11:28 Stoic does stay quiet but that doesn't stop the gentle wimpering he gives off every now and again, reminding the griffon that it was not comfortable inhere, especially so close to her stomach, close enough to hear it working. The teasing didn't help with his comfort ether. The griffon swallowed him, honestly he was expecting the formel to go back on her word.

11:31 Serilde finally makes it back to her house and flops on the bed, jostling the little pony around in her crop as he stewed in the smelly juices. The griffon yawns her beak and spreads sprawls out, rubbing her bulge. "Oh, a big meal like this makes me so tired. I suppose I should get to sleep~"

11:36 Stoic eeps and wiggles a bit as he is jossled. He was ready to get out but his protested started weakly simply asking "L-look... I-I've been in here a while... c-can I come out now..." His exaustion was clear in his voice and sounded more like a scared colt then a grown up stallion.

11:39 Serilde shakes her head and yawns again, closing her eyes. "Nah, not til morning, and only then if I dont decide you're breakfast first. Then you'd get to meet my real stomach, followed by my gizzard." With that Seridle's breath becomes longer and deeper as she manages to fall asleep.

11:41 < Serilde> (lunch time so I'll probably not be posting for a bit)

11:41 Stoic does not like the awnser he got but was too afraid to protest. He half hoped that by tomarrow morning that the guard would burst in and cut open the mare, freeing him from his discusing prison, he even had a dream about it as he slept. Though he will most likely awake, still traped and utterly misserable.

11:42 < Stoic> (Lets stop it here anyway)

11:47 < Serilde> (oh you don't want to be coughed up safely in the morning?)

11:47 < Stoic> (I mean, sure, why not)

11:48 < Serilde> (I'll post when I'm back

12:07 < Stoic> (Actually, lets pause it here, I got things I want to do)

12:34 Serilde sleeps peacefully throughout the night and finally begins to stir as the first tendrils of sunlight begin to creep in under her blinks. The formel wakes with a heavy weight on her chest and it takes her a moment to remember. She rubs at the bulge and rolls out of bed. "Oh, you...I guess its time to finally deal with you."

21:05 Stoic had slept uncomfortablely throught the night, but who could blame him. It was cramped, uncomfortably wet and discusting and the fear of sliping into her belly in her sleep kept his sleeping light. The simply movements of her body woke him up in a flury of sudden shocked struggles "Aahhh!" He screams out before he realzies that hes not really going anywhere, at which point he calmed down.

21:11 Serilde rolls out of bed softly, squishing stoic as she goes over him, and then gets to her feat. Her crop sways gently as she lumbers towards the front door and upon opening it, coughs to get the attention of th epony inside. "So...have you learned your lesson about touching people against their will?" SHe asks acidicly.

21:15 Stoic wimbers as he is squshed more due to her moments, he hoped she was going to let him out and not headin to the kitchen to get something to wash down pony with. When she asked the question he jumped eaglerly, simply giving her what she wanted "Y-yes! I-I have!" He screams out in excitment, litterally willing to say anything so he wouldn't die.

21:20 Serilde nods with a disinterested smile on her face and leans her head out onto the porch. "If you struggle too much, you might prove too difficult to cough up," she warns and then the muscles begin to contract around stoic, squeezeng and pressing him upwards, though as disoriented as he is, he wouldnt be able to tell the difference between her throat and her stomach directions.

21:23 Stoic closed his eyes as he tried to ignore his brians message to his muscles telling them to struggle. As much as he hated it, he had to trust the griffon to keep her word. That didn't stop him from wimpering though, the thought of trusting the monster that swallowed did not setle well with his mood and mental well being, in fact this whole experience did sit well with it. He might just have to go see another therapist about this.

21:26 Serilde squeezes and kneads around Stoic's form for a bit before finally he starts to move upwards, creating a thick bulge in her throat. A little bit more coughing and hacking and his rump slips out of her beak, and then very quickly the rest of him follows, landing with a splat in a pool of slime on her porch. She continues to cough to clear the fur out of her gullet.

21:27 < Stoic> (Is the sun out?)

21:27 < Serilde> (yes)

21:29 < -> Dusk is now known as Dusk|Work

21:29 Stoic shivers as he was brought out into the comparitive cold of the open world. The light was too much for him to open his eyes, too ajusted to the darkness to do so safely. He looked weak, pathetic and utterly helpless as he wimpered and nuzzled against the ground as if it were his only friend.

21:31 Serilde shoots a glare down at the pony and then pushes at his slime encrusted rump with a claw, shoving him off the porch and into the dirt, which sticks to his wet body. "Now why dont you get going before you end up pissing me off again, little pony" She growls, before turning inside and moving to close the door.

21:33 Stoic eeps as he is pushed onto the dirt floor, wimpering even more as he slowly opened his eyes, still wincing but at least he could see figures. He looked up to her and held his hoof out "Please... don't leave me alone out here... H-how am I supposed to get home..." He pleed to her, tone carring sadness and worry.

21:38 Serilde rolls her eyes and points in a direction. "Head about 4 blocks west and that should put you at the docks. If you cant find your way home froem the most important landmark in the town then celestia help you." The formel slams the door in the pony's face and then heads about her day like normal, alllowing thoughts of stoic to drift from her mind.

21:39 < Stoic> (Stoic should have offered her bits :p)

21:40 < Stoic> Well, that was fun... kinda

21:40 < Serilde> no post about him going home? ANd i thought that was what you were looking for xP

21:41 < Serilde> you said you wanted to annoy her till she ate you

21:41 < Stoic> I did, I did it didn't I?