The Gift of Possession

29 November 2015

01:33 Verlo struggled to maintain the sight of his next destination as he trudged through the unkept path though this semi-remote part of Equestria. Foiliage whipped whipped at his legs as the torn saddlebags on his back weighed heavily on his sore hooves. His last sight of a anything approaching a settlement was at least a week ago, and if his map was still accurate, he at least one more to go. One more day of solitary loneliness, hoofing it based on vague outlines of what he hoped was a path. His compass pointed in the correct direction the few times he bothered to check it, but a swig of his canteen told the unicorn that, yep, empty. It had been for several hours now, the unicorn hoping to come to the stream that's supposed to be....somewhere around here. He was distraught and nearly delirious as he collapsed against a nearby tree, fighting to keep his eyes open against the comfortable breeze flowing against his mane. Sleep, it whispered to his ears. Sleep now and go on later!

01:40 Ruzeth had been exploring deep within the forrest that surrounded Seaddle and had managed to get over a day out in the creepy woods. He was looking for a couple rare plants that he'd heard grew near the far edge of the woods to use for potions. As he trots along the path, Something catches his eye against the base of a tree. Its a grey pony with a purple blue mane. He stops and inspects the wretched figure, giving him a couple taps on the shoulder to make sure he's alright. It certainly wasnt safe sleeping out in the open like this. Who knows when something like an astral dragon could stumble along and gobble him up, as had happened to the zebra more than a year ago.

01:40 < -> AppleDash is now known as AppleDash

01:44 Verlo had obviously gotten his maps wrong, as there was no reason for him to be out here in such a condition other than someone playing a cruel joke on the halfbat unicorn. His eyes fluttered open a crack to barely catch a glimpse of a newcomer, a silhouette of shadow in front of the fallen, exhausted unicorn. Not knowing much about these parts, Verlo's addled brain had told him that yes, this was a fantastic idea! Sleep now, and it'll be okay! The light prodding faded into obscurity as his shoulder quickly grew numb to the second party's poking, if the shadow was anything to go by. "Hnnnzhnhngh..."

01:55 Ruzeth bites his lip and frowns as he looks at the figure collapsed before him who barely stired at his pokings. THis wasn not good at all and by the looks of it, he was not in good shape, and he also looked pretty heavy. With a sigh, the zebra hunches down and tries to squrim his way underneath the pony, and after quite a bit of effort, finally has Verlo resting in a stable fashion. His weight combined with the zebra's saddlebags though, make for a ver heavy load, slowing the zebra to nearly a crawl as he makes his way back towards a clearing he'd seen minutes ago. The poor baticorn bounces along with each of Ruzeths trudging steps, managing to only be dropped twice before reaching the spot he had in mind. Finally Ruzeth collapses forward in the grass, huffing with exhaustion and letting his load tumble off onto the dirt. Yes here would do. He begins to set up a tent and get a fire going so that he could best take care of Verlo by teh time he wakes.

02:01 Verlo hardly noticed his world shifting under his dragging hooves, his carrier occasionally dropping Verlo onto the ground before swtting him against another tree. This time, the stranger had set him up such that he was more than halfway seated correctly, his back against the bark as light visions swam past his eyes. The midafternoon sun drifted down towards the horizon before Verlo opened his eyes, blinking away the drowsiness and trying to beat back a pounding headache. There was a hearty fire going with a tent nearby, a shorter than average pony....no...zebra? tended to his wares as he pulled them out of the saddlebags. Verlo's own bags were propped near the fire, the light highlighting the amount of damage they had received during his misdirected trek through the woods. The halfbat shambled to his hooves and walked towards the light, swaying quite a bit as he went.

02:09 Ruzeth had put a kettle on the fire warming a very fragrant pot of tea, mixed with a couple herbs that the zebra hoped to use to invigorate Verlo. He doesnt notice as the stallion begins to stir initally, instead continuing to set up camp. Finally though the form sitting next to the fire catches his attentions and he stops what he's doing and trots over to the stallion with a soft smile on his face. "Oh good you woke up on your own. I was begining to think that you were going to be quite difficult to bring back around. The brew is almost done though." Golden metal rings woven into the zebra's mane and tail jingle with his every movement, and sheen in the dim firelight. It was quickly becoming quite dark out as the sun sinks past the tops of the trees. "What were yo udoing out here so unprepared? I'm Ruzeth by the way, lucking I found you before some hungry beast did."

02:17 Verlo sniffed the fragrances that flew through the little camp that...Ruzeth...must have made. They were strong and mostly of components he was not immediately familiar with, though the way the zebra carried himself, he must have known what he was making. Blinking his eyes slowly against the light and keeping his head out of the smoke, the unicorn spoke, his voice rough and broken up. "I....I was prepared, prepared for most anything until I ran into a pack of timberwolves. I barely escaped with my life, let along the silly package I'm supposed to be delivering. That...my saddlebags, those are the ones, correct?" Verlo points to the worn in and torn bags set nearby. "Mmh, name's Verlo Streams, thank you for, uh, picking me up, I suppose."

02:24 Ruzeth listens attentitively to him, nodding at his explanation, and then points over to the bags he'd asked about. "Yes those are them. They weigh a ton, almost as heavy as you. What's so important that you're carrying anyways?" Soon after his question he hears a whistle from the pot and rushes over to it, pouring out two cups and handing one to the bat pony. "Here drink up. It'll make you feel a little better. I take it you're heading to seaddle?" Sitting back on his own haunches he brings the fluid to his snout and takes a long wiff before giving it a small sip. The delightfully earthy liquid flows over his tastebuds causing him to sigh. Something about those saddlebags bugged his sixth sense, but he wasnt quite sure what.

02:32 Verlo gratefully took the offered cup in his hooves, the magic of his horn proving too weak to muster up anything more than a pathetic spark at the tip. "Yeah, that they would be. There's a few sealed boxes in there that I don't even know what they are, so even if I wanted to, I couldn't tell you. I hope that doesn't scare you too much..." Verlo sipped a little from the steamy cup, the liquid flowing smoothly down his throat as he felt reinvigorated almost immediately. Warmth flowed from his gut and into his extremeties, renewing Verlo's lease on life participation. "Ah, yeah, Seaddle was where I was supposed to be headed, though how far off course I am, I"m not quite sure...."

02:41 Ruzeth frowns as he watches the unicorn struggle to produce any reasonable level of telekinesis and instead chooses to use his hooves. Boy this stallion was not in a very good place right now. The zebra bites his lip in response and lets out a long sigh, before staring down at his cup. "No, it doesnt bother me at all..." He affirms, though his body language tells a very different story. The little colt certianly looked a little troubled, but he couldnt very well refuse to help Verlo. He takes another gulp of the liquid, nearly burning his tongue as he tries to push his concerns out of mind. "You're heading the right direction. Its only a day and a halfs journey away. You were coming from the south right?

02:52 Verlo pauses for a moment, thinking about what his compass was telling him over the last few days of trekking. though memories were a little vague at this point. Ruzeth's tea had done wonders to the wobbliness filling Verlo's limbs, firming him up enough to not become a wet noodle over the log he was seated on. The unicorn looks at Ruzeth, nothing his obvious discomfort as he drinks more of the tea, quirking an eyebrow at the clear disconnect from Ruzeth's words to his body language. "That's...that's good then... This'll be out of my care soon enough," he said, referring to the mystery box.

02:53 < Verlo> "What, uh, what brought you out here, presumably so far from Seaddle or any real settlement?"

03:01 Ruzeth finishes off hsi cup and then casts a warry eye back over towards the saddle bags before letting his gaze resettle on the unicorn. Digging into his own bags he pulls out a loaf of bread and begins to snack on it. "Oh, well I'm just after a couple herbs that supposedly grow on the far edge of the forest...on the wrong side unfortunatly. I havnt found them yet, but its still a days journey before the edge anyways. Its always nice to have an expanded stock for potion making. Are you sure there's nothing dangerous in those packages?"

03:09 Verlo darn near chugged the rest of the tea, finding his thirst washing over him in a wave as he held something that might have appeased it. He thought back to the strange situation in which he had been assigned this thing, noting the extreme sense of gravity surrounding them as the messenger he met wouldn't tell him much of anything at all. Only the packages, and an address. That was part of why he had a job at all. "No, I couldn't tell you with any shred of certainty that there's nothing dangerous in those packages. All I know, is an address to which they're supposed to be delivered."

03:10 < Verlo> "So Ruzeth, you've got a day further to go and I'm at least that many plus some from anywhere near my destination. That's right, right?"

03:19 Ruzeth bites his lip and feels unsettled at Verlo's explanation, shaking his head and looking a little worried. Still there were more imidiate matters to deal with. He watches as Verlo empties his tea and then refills his cup with the last of the pot. Something was odd about the packages and it made him a bit suspicious of the pony he was caring for, unsettled even. "Yes, we're about a day and a half from seaddle, and its in the opposite direction of where I'm traveling. And you do think it a bit strange to not know what manner of objects you're carrying dont you?"

03:26 Verlo nodded, understanding from where the zebra's curiosity came. "It's, ah, not one of the most obvious industries to be working in. Sometimes, it turns out that I'm carrying lab samples, other times I"m carrying a sealed package of feces to be delivered to a frenemy. It's never the same thing more than once, and that's for the packages I'm told. When they're mysteries like these two, I won't know until the receiver opens them and either informs me, or I won't know and will never know. Say, you wouldn't happen to know where this was, would you?" Verlo stood up slowly, testing his hooves with their newfound strength, and walked over to his bags, rifling through them until he produced a card with an address on it. He hoofed it over to Ruzeth, and let him take a look at it.

03:33 Ruzeth shakes his head at Verlo as he goes about explaing the secretive nature of his job. So he could be carrying dangerous or illegal items and he might never know it. What a charming companion to have. "I take it you've had quite a few really weird deliveries then...why go thorugh you and not the equestrian mail service? Is it because you take things they'd usually refuse then?" The zebra takes the card as its handed to him and then reads the address, and looks at it dumfounded. He then reads it again just to double check. Yep, that was indeed his shop, and it had his name on it too...but no sender. He looks up at Verlo with a dumfounded look on his face and asks, "Who is it that sent these packages? I'm not sure that I care to recieve these without knowing...even if they're apparently addressed to me."

03:39 Verlo chirps back quickly, "Well yeah, that'a mainly why I'm out here half dead apparently, while most everything else goes through the normal mail service." Verlo quirks an eyebrow at the Zebra, now quite sure that he had understood the second part. There's no way...the chances of...! "I didn't meed the original sender, as you might recall. A courier approached me, contracted by the sender to hand me these items to carry along. I don't have any more information about them, other than apparently, they're for you. Do you have any proof it's for you? Business card, anything?"

03:49 Ruzeth turns the card over and hoofs it back at Verlo and shakes his head. It certainly read Ruzeth and mentioned his potion shop, so he certainly was the right pony, but now he finds himself caught between his natural curiousity and the dread at the items inside. "No? You dont know who sent it? Why would anyone have my address outside of seaddle anyways? I've only been here for about half a year." He demands of the stallion, yet at the same time he digs out his own personal potions book and showed vero on the first page a note to return to Ruzeth at the potion shop if found, with a matchign address provided. "This is as good as you'll get from me."

03:54 Verlo wondered how he had gotten this far in the discussion without realizing that the name on the card was a pretty close approximation to the way he would have spelled out Ruzeth's name as it was spoken to him. Silly pony must have been out of it still, at least a little bit. "I couldn't answer any of those questions if I don't know the answer to them. But, since it all checks out well enough..." Verlo had looked over Ruzeth's potions book and nodded as he compared the address on the card to the worn-in hoofwritten address, passing the book back to the zebra. "So, if you wanted to open those pachages, you certainly can, and I'll be on my, uh, my way if everythings squared away."

03:55 Verlo walks over and retrieves the box from his bags, as well as a clipboard with some pinned parchment and a quill on it.

04:04 Ruzeth waits impatiently, bouncing where he stood with nervous energy as Verlo inspects his book and decides taht he was the proper pony afterall. "UGh...I guess you're right and you still probably ought to stop in Seaddle lest you end up actually falling victim to some timbre wolves." He takes the clipboard and signs the sheet with some scribbling mouthwriting and then pulls at the package. The devil you knew was better than the one you didnt afterall. The box comes off to reveal...another box, this one inscribed with some symbols in some ornate silver. He feels uneasy, and yet hsi curiousity compells him. He opens the latch and looks down at a simple looking medallian. Emanating from that though, is a dark evil presence, one that leaves the zebra fighting to maintian control over himself, and he's losing. This battle is silent though, and to Verlo it would appear that the zebra was just sitting there in stunned silence as he looks over the artifact in question. If he had any knowledge in the matter, he might note that the symbols on the box were part of a spell to contain some presence.

04:12 Verlo missed the grand opening of the box, his eyes indtead focused on the additional paperwork that accompanied Ruzeth's scribbled signature. Check the box here, initial that this is the correct address, the box wasn't damages, and so on, several pages worth to mark off to cover his butt in case a client complained of a problem. There was one more signature that was required after Verlo filled out what was required. The unicorn flipped to the last page, and looke dup at the surprisingly sinelt zebra. "So, Mister Ruzeth, there's one more-" Verlo stopped midsentence, his eyes roaming over the glowing silver inscriptions on the box as Ruzeth's eyes were locked on a simple medallion. Waves of magic...or something felt like they were washing off of the medallion, Ruzeth being caught well within the possible spell's powers. "Mister Ruzeth?" Verlo asked, taking a step or two closer with the clipbpoard held uder one leg. He approached Ruzeth and the box as the energies died down, the zebra still seemingly out of it. the unicorn waved one of his hooves at Ruzeth.

04:21 Ruzeth doesnt move for a long while as he sits there, and he doesnt react even as Verlo tries to catch his attention. Finally he does though, reaching down to pluck out the medallion before tossing the chain that hung it around his neck. The Zerba's mind is completly lost as the cool metal comes to rest against his chest, and instead its presence is replaced by something else entirely. Once he does this, his head snaps up and turns to meet Verlo's gaze. "Ruzeth? The zebra asks with a strange shift in demeanor. He somehow seemed more confident and powerful than he had moments ago. "I'm afraid that Ruzeth will not be joining us anymore. He's merely a vessel now for a much more important being." He explains giving a wicked grin to Verlo. "I must thank you for finding me a zebra shaman to inhabbit though, and especially one so young and full of life."

11:55 Verlo backtracked a single step, clutching tightly to his clipboard as the once friendly Ruzeth seemed to take on a more sinister light, the small zebra's form straightening and presenting itself in a much more confident light. Verlo's hoof tapped against the log he was seated on earlier as the medallion glimmers in the light of the fire. "Ruzeth, hey Ruzeth! T-that's not very funny, sir!" the unicorn exclaimed, throughly unsettled by the sudden change in demeanor.

12:04 Ruzeth steps forward just as the stallion backs up, with a sinister grin on his face, keeping close to the stallion. "I told you. Ruzeth is...indesposed at the moment, and probably for a very long moment. I am Xangu, and you...have a scent about you...you've been with those who trapped me in that box." The zebra gives a mighty leep and jumps over behind Verlo to stave off any further retreats.

12:11 Verlo was cornered by Ruze-no, Xangu as the zebra leapt behind the unicorn, who now has his back to the fire and in front of him was an ex-friendly zebra. Verlo was slightly surprised that he had any sort of discernable scent that wasn't his own musk, having travelled several days out in the wilderness without a decent shower. "Xangu...what are you planning?" Verlo's backside was uncomfortable warmed by the close proximity of the fire now, as he stared down at the aggressive zebra.

12:15 < Ruzeth> (Scent in more of a loose term there :P like a sense similar to :B)

12:16 < Verlo> ( I figured as much, though I wanted to poke fun at Verlo's condition. He shouldn't know anything about Xangu's ability to 'sense' things. :p ))

12:17 < Ruzeth> (I figured as well~ Just wanted to make sure you knew I wasnt being silly :B)

12:20 Ruzeth takes a step forward again, pushing Verlo closer to the fire and licking his lips as he stares at the pony. He's now next to his own saddle bags, and keeping one eye on the unicorn, he begins to dig through it for a vial that was in there. Pulling out a green liquid he smiles once more. "Oh dont worry, we're just going to have a little fun, you and I. HOld still for me and we can get started~" He purrs and steps forward once more till he was easily within hooves reach of the unicorn. He can see that behind his prey, the fire is raging close, and he doubted that Verlo would be able to stand the heat if he reatreated much more.

12:25 Verlo felt as if his rump would catch fire, and wouldn't move any closer to the fire. "Ruzeth" walked gracefull closer as he passed his saddlebags, a suspicious green vial now held in his hooves as Verlo tried to get away from the zebra by leaning back as far as he could! His tail curled around himself as he pulle dhis head back, but as Ruzeth came within easy reach of his hooves, Verlo let out a whimper as he was cornered by the menacing shaman. Verlo held still, though it wasn't because of a command. Rather, it was out of fear....

12:31 Ruzeth chuckles darkly as darts forward and wraps a hoof around Verlo's neck, clinging tightly to it. He pulls the cork off the vile with his mouth and spits itno the fire, casuing a breif spat of green smoke, and then forces the open tube against Verlo's lips. "Now drink little pony, or I'll give you just a little shove and you might tumble back into that hot flame. THat'd be such a shame for both of us~" he says in a harsh serpentine whipser. He could smell Verlo's more ragged scent now, mixing with the fear that rolled off of his body, and while the first was unapatizing, the second was marvelous.

12:39 Verlo tried to resist the zebra, his hoove reaching up to try and stop the vial from coming close to his lips as the fire behind him flared up with a green flash momentarily. He was n omatch for the smaller zebra, somehow overpowered easily as the vial was pressed to his lips. A sour taste flooded his mouth as the vial's contents were drained into the unicorn, his desperate flailing and panicked gulps making unfortunately short work of the vial's vile contents. Ruzeth was terrifying up close, his form seemed to bulge before his eyes in a way that didn't make sense with what he knew of the zebra from the few moments they had earlier, talking avout his peculiar industry. Wide, fearful eyes looked up at Ruzeth who was rearing up, his head looking down at the quivering, choking stallion with an empty vial between his lips.

12:45 Ruzeth watches giddlily as the vial empties beneath his hooves and then tosses the glass back into the fire was well, ringing out with a sharp shattering sound. And then, as if he he was done, the zebra drops off of Verlo with a grin and nods at him. "Good, glad you cooperated. I'd hate to have to waste such a fine morsel by tossing them into that inferno~" He sits back on his haunches, giving the pony room once more, waiting intently for the potion to take effect. Soon he'd be no smaller than his hoof, the perfect size to play with~"

12:54 Verlo felt his head swim, the glass explosion bhind him holding no particular interest to the dazed unicorn. Verlo's head pounded as he processed the zebra's words, his hooves stubling forward from the intense heat of the roaring fire as he fell to the ground, clutching his sides and shutting his eyes from the pain. His insides felt like they were melting, reconfiguring and otherwise no longer taking up the space they should have as his whole body felt like it was in the fire anyway, burning with the power of the vial's contents. His fur stood on end as he felt the ground shift underneath him, though it wasn't the one that was moving. Grass blades slid along the stallion's body as he shrunk down to the side of a mouse, maybe a squirrel at best. Verlo was curled up into a defensive ball as the potion's effects ceased, leaving an exhausted, distraught unicorn lying in the middle of camp, a towering zebra loomed far overhead as he cracked an eyelid open to observe his seemingly alien surroundings.

13:04 Ruzeth keeps his eyes on the stallion as his face contorts with pain, taking pleasure in every twitching motion that showed that his host's brew was hard at work. As he steadily shrunk, Ruzeth steps forward once more, laying his head against the grass to look ath pony in the eye. Reaching a hoof forward, he gently strokes the fully shrunken stallion with a hoof, brushing over his mane and tail as one might with a little pet. "Well my little messenger, what do you think of your new size? And I wouldnt try going to scurry off, this potion lasts a couple of days and I think the forest creatures have a liking for ponies~"

13:09 Verlo shook his head to clear some of the fog invading his thoughts as a warm breath washed over the shrunken stallion. He yelped as a hardened hoof came down onto his back, the zebra's head inches away as he patted the tiny stallion. Verlo shook with fear under the hoof, as Ruzeth's words were not inaccurate, though Verlo wasn't sure how safe he would have been with Ruzeth anyway. The zebra's words were tainted with something that wasn't his own, a certain inflection that did not comfort the stallion in the slightest. Verlo tried scooting away from the giant zebra, finding that the hoof was doing more than just petting the terrified, tiny horse. "N-new size? What did you do to me?!" Verlo squeaked out, his eyes searching for any possible avenue of escape, or at least anything but the zebra's enormous visage and the teeth framing his cavernous maw.

13:15 Ruzeth keeps pressure on the stallion as he pets, not intending to let him scurry off any time soon and giggles. "Me? I just gave you a little shrinking potion, something to make it a little easier for me to carry you back to town~" He purrs, his humid breath wafting over the pony and carrying a stale sweet scent to it. Then the zebra sticks out his tongue and curls it around the pony, quickly drawing him into his mouth. Hot slick drool drips down from teh fleshy ceiling coating hi in the clear smelly liquid. Light still engers as Ruzeth only closes his mouth enough to prevent escape. Dark shaddows dance across the pink tongue int he fire as Ruzeth carry's him back over to his bag.

13:26 Verlo cries out for help, ctruggling against the slimy tongue as it dragged him into the zebra's maw. Saliva coated the unicorn quicklt, strands of the slimy stuff stringing down from the roof of the zebra's mouth as teeth clacked together around him. Ivory bars barred him from excape now, as the firelight dimmed into the background of Ruzeth's maw, a strong scent wafting up from the darkness of Ruzeth's throat. Verlo felt his head sway and shift as the tongue played with the toy-sized stallion, his hooves splayed out across the broad tongue as Ruzeth trotted towards...someplace. "R-Ruzeth! No, don't! I don't quite know what you're thinking of, but I would highly, highly disagree with...whatever it is!" Verlo wiggled against the firm, unyielding tongue as Ruzeth did what he wanted with the slimy stallion in his mouth.

13:31 Ruzeth makes a face as the stallion's dirty grime covered body wiggles and squimrs all over his tongue, forcing the dirty unwashed flavor against it. Ugh, he wish it would stop, but he wasnt done playing with his toy just yet. First order of business though. Ruzeth grabs his canteen and empties some of it out into a bowl before spitting teh stallion down into the shallow pool with a splash. "Bleh! You taste absolutly foul, you know that?" He notes and then scrapes off his tongue with his teeth before begining to use his hooves to get what he could off the creatures.

13:36 Verlo was tossed into the bowl unceremoniously, as Ruzeth's hooves boredown on him to scrub him. The light coating of saliva melted off as he was roughtly cleaned by the irate zebra, the dirt from his travels saturating the water and turning it a light brown. It was possible to just carry the unicorn over, but for whatever reason, Ruzeth had opted to take the more direct route of carrying him over in his mouth. "W-what was that just now? what are you planning on doing with me, yeesh! Your mouth isn't exactly the most pleasant place either, Ruzeth or Ruzeth-occupant!" Verlo squirmed under Ruzeth's insistent hooves, his body eventually becoming clean enough that he could put on clothes again without worrying about it. At his diminuitive size however, and the fact that Ruzeth was also scraping and rinsing his mouth out inh a peculiarly through way, didn't encurage Verlo that the next few days were going to end well for him. The water was cold though, Verlo's body shivered as he was cleaned.

13:45 Ruzeth rubs his hooves deep into the short soft fur that coated Verlo, pulling off the caked off dirt and unclumping the hair. He changes the water twice before it hardly changes color in the bowl. THere the little stallion was well prepared now, though he certianly would feel left raw by the hooves corss his body. "Oh, dont worry your little head about what I'm going to do. Rest assured I'll take good care of you~" He responds, his voice booming loudly to the little pony's ears. He leans down and gives the stallion another lick across teh top of his head. "That's much better~ But now its a little plain, dont you think?" He then empties a packet of sweetened oats into water around him and uses the stallion's body to begin to mix it into the water.

13:56 Verlo cringhed away as his body felt raw and worked, like a piece of tender meat after Ruzeth's hooves had donw him tthe 'service' of bathing the stallion in cool water. He was refreshed, though that feeling of almost comfort was quickly swept away as Ruzeth's tongue rather blatantly licked at his head, the licking dragging his wet mane to flop into his face. "B-bland? But, why would you even want a flav-" Verlo's eyes bugged out as Ruzeth intuduced oats into his bath, the sweetness pervating the water and soaking into his fur. "Wh-what are you doing? Stop that!" Verlo cried out, his words muffled as the rustling of the oats continued to thunder into his bath. Ruzeth's hooves then picked up Verlo, and as he was swirled around the bowl, oats stick to Verlo as the hoof abused the poor stallion into acting as a mixing spoon.

14:01 < -> Candy_Floss is now known as Candy_Goat

14:02 < -> August is now known as Augoat

14:05 Ruzeth swirls and mizes verlo around in the water and then for extra fun, turns him over and grabs his hind legs to plunge his head into the mixture as well, making sure to occassionally break the surface with his head so that he can get a couple breaths in. Once the the mixture is throughly thickened he pushes the entire stallion under and then releases him, and waits for his treat to break the surface. The thick slimy oats cling to his form and squish strnagely under each movement. "Well, bland food isnt the best wouldnt you agree? And I'm a bit hungry~"

14:10 < -> SkyBlue is now known as skygoat

14:13 Verlo struggled against the thickened oats, his hooves weakly moving through the thick concoction as his limbs worked to extract himself from the sludge. Velro's head poppedup from the oats only to catch Ruzeth's words as a final realization set it. "You're...you're not kidding, are you? The vial, the medallion, the oats, you're really going to- aaugh!" Verlo tried to push himself out of the thick food surrounding him as his movements churning the oats but otherwise doing little to extracate the doomed unicorn. Ruzeth remained an ever present, looming specter far above as the zebra prepared his meal of sweet-oat flavored unicorn. "D-don't, please! I have bits! I can pay you!"

14:22 Ruzeth laughs as he watches the flailing stallion beneath the surface, showing his dark pink insides behind his black lips. "Nope, I'm not kidding, and nothing you could possibly offer me would be worth you getting back in touch with those who captured me. No I think I'd do much better eating you and absorbing your magic. Once agian he shoves Verlo under, but this time he also leans his head in to the bowl and sticks his tongue out, brushing up against the submerged form, but taking care to only draw in the oats. He murrs at the sweet cinnomin flavor and swishes it around in his mouth. He opens it again to show the loose lump tot he stallion and gulps with his mouth open, dribbling from his lips some of the mixture back down onto his prey

14:32 Verlo swam away from the invasive tongue as Ruzeth lapped at his meal, the unicorn submerged into the oats darting and sliding away from the slick appendage as Ruzeth flicked him away and gathered a healthy-sized portion of oats into his mouth. Verlo surface on the thick oats once again, the total amount reduced as he gazed up to Ruzeth's parted maw with a sense of horrified fascination. The zebra worked his maw and gnashed his teeth together as he churned the oats onto a muzhy pile in the of his tongue, 'helpfully' parting his maw to show off the saliva-soaked and chunky oats to the stallion stuck in the bowl. Verlo froze with horror as Ruzeth moved the ball of oats to the back of his mouth, the zebra looking down at the unicorn as he swallowed it! his tongue arced up, pouring the ball of oats into his throat as the muscles squeezed the mass down his throat, a disgusting glucking sound eminating from the zebra's maw. Verlo shuddered as the mass travelled down the zebra's striped neck, disappearing as it passed his collarbone. The unicorn froze as he looked at Ruzeth's face, the eyes boring down onto the contained unicorn as some of the oat-speckled saliva dribbled onto Verlo.

14:40 Ruzeth looks down at Verlo's reaction as he finally closes his mouth, watching the unicorn look up at him with stunned silence. "So, my little moresel, you like what you see? Soon thats going to be you traveling down my throat, to join that last swallow." As if for emphasis, his gut chose that instant to let loose a loud growl, signalling its eagerness to be filled. Feeling a belch coming up he leans in close and lets out a hot humid burst smelling a sickly sweet sour oat smell giving a hint of the chamber within. He gently takes one fo the pony's limbs into his mouth with a wet suck and then plays with it between his front teeth, demonstrating his power, but never breaking the skin.

14:48 Verlo grimaces as the blast of air washed past Verlo as he sat stuck in the oats. Ruzeth's motions were already on an immensly strong scale relative to the shrunken unicorn, his mind faltering as it processed the ease at which Ruzeth moved in towards the bowl of oats. Of course, Ruzeth was just a normal zebra relative to the world around him, but to Verlo....Ruzeth may as well have been an entire offive building moving about, his head leaning in close to exhale onto the unicorn morsel as his tongue lapped out and drew the unicorn's hoof and arm in between the zebra's black lips. Teeth kneaded around the appendage, Verlo yelping out and trying to yank his hoof out from between the dangerous ivory white teeth. Verlo, in an amazing bout of idiocy, stuck his other hoof in between Ruzeth's lips and pressed against the front surface of the zebra's teeth. As Ruzeth was the only solid-ish surface around, this seemed like the best idea to the frazzled, struggling unicorn.

14:55 Ruzeth feels the hoof press against his teeth and grins momentarily before seeling his lips around them and sucking, sliding the rest of the stallion out fo the bowl of oats and plunging him into darkness. "I uesss ou anne oo ee im affer all~" he says around his occupant, careful not to bite down and injure the stallion just yet. The tongue jostles him around at the speech and then upon the conclusion, he's pressed up against the roof of the mouth and flopped around by the powerful muscle. Hot saliva quickly replaces the cool oats as the tasty sweet flavor tickles over the zebra's tongue, stripping Verlo of his coating and causing Ruzeth to murr around him. The tongue is mercilous and ecplores all ver his body, pressing against his nethers and slathering his face, maing it difficult to talk or breathe without getting a faceful of saliva.

15:04 Verlo swirled around the hot zebra maw, the tongue working to throughly strip Verlo of any of the oats that had stuck to his fur as he was drawn into Ruzeth's salivating mouth. His hooved kicked and he swuirmed as the tongue incessantly pressed into Verlo's fur, the sweet cinnamon oat flavors quickly blending with the zebra's natural breath to form a heavy, moist atmosphere around which Verlo was tossed. Saliva coated everything, stringing down in rivulets and glimmering spires as it stick to his coat and the remainder of the oats on Ruzeth's slick but strong tongue. Verlo tried to cry out, getting as far as opening his mouth before a powerful wiggle of Ruzeth's tongue forced a thicnk coating of smooth saliva onto his face. Verlo was well covered in saliva as the shredded, crumbling oats speckled and mixed with everything, the saliva acting as a hearty glue on which the glitter of oats stuck. "P-please..." Verlo whimpered, his hooves weakly clutching towards the light dim light still streaming through Ruzeth's closed teeth.

15:06 < -> skygoat is now known as SkyBlue

15:13 Ruzeth pushes Verlo off into a cheek as he begins to beg and then laps up a large helping of the oats with Verlo still in his mouth, filling up most fo the slimy cavity with pony and mush, before letting him tumble back into the center of the maw. He presses the pony and the oats against his teeth and swishes them around, ignoring the little pony's cry, continuing to murr at the flavor. keeping his teeth closed, he squeezes oats past Verlo and through the small holes between them and in turn digging those into his form. FInally the zebra tilts his head back and while making sure to keep Verlo in the front of his mouth, swallows. He can feel the toungue rise up underneath him as the wad of food is pressed down the zebra's throat, but thankfully, it seems that his predagor had missed him somehow, for the moment anyways.

15:20 Verlo is churned around the mush, the sweet cinnamon flavors embedding itself into every part of Verlo's body. The tongue was merciless, pushing the unicorn around the zebra's maw with seemingly reckless abandon for the halfbat's well-being. Pressed into Ruzeth's cheeks, then tossed to flop and blend into the generous portion of oats, the saliva-coated stallion groaned as he was tongued about the slimy mouth. Oats were his new existence, tempered by a gutteral gulp as his captor swallowed the oats with Verlo still held within his maw, a few scant inches seperating the unicorn from certain death within the hungry zebra. Verlo could not even light his horn, the most basic of unicorn magic as he was tossed violently to and fro, into all parts of the predator zebra's gritty, oat-speckled maw.

15:27 Ruzeth opens his mouth once more and lets Verlo fall a foot or two down from his maw to splatter back into the mess of food below him. There was only about a mothful left, him included, finally allowing him to stand, if he wasnt too dizzy to do so. The zebra laughs with a smug smile as he stares down at the pitiful drenched form below him and asks, "How does it feel being so powerless? Knowing that soon your short existance will be my stomach and then what remains will come out as a small lump of fertilizer? You should have never gotten involved with those ponies." He states matter of factly, and waits on a response from his lump of meat.

15:36 Verlo tumbles out of Ruzeths's mouth and splats into the remainder of the sweet cinnamon oats, the very smell of which onlt serves to remind him of the looming monster adove the little unicorn. Verlo shambles onto his hooves to stand amidst the clumpy, cold oats as he looks upwards at his tormentor. Verlo trembled as he stared into the stripey face of death, the zebra's maw pulled back into a grin. "Y-you know how I feel about this..." Verlo shivered, his tail pulling tight against his backside. "I-it's terrifying, knowing there's no way o-o-out of here..." Verlo flopped down into the muck, his legs shaking violently enough to slip out from underneath him. "There's no one around for miles, n-no one to save me except yourself..." Verlo put his head down into the much, curling into a uselessly defensive ball as his hooves covered his head. The lump of meat wouldn't stop shivering, the chilliness of the evening air settling into his bones as the cool oats stuck to the little unicorn. "There's nothing I can do, no more options left..." he sobbed.

15:42 Ruzeth lets out a soft coo, reveling in the sobbing words of his stallion and brings a hoof to stroke at the pony's sopping body. "THere there, you're becoming apart of something better. Your magic will be a great start on my plan to plunge equestria into darkness~" He says and then with that he leans down and licks the bowl clean, pulling Verlo into his mouth once more. This time, rather than playing with his tasty moresel, he unceremoniously forms him and the oats into a ball and tilts his head back. He lets Verlo sit there at the back of his throat for a couple long moments before, with a wet glick, he swallows down the rest of his meal, pony and all. The powerful muscles of the zebra's throat squeeze and press on his form before finally he's dropped down into a fleshy sack, splashing into a thick pool where around hi he can feel the gritty oats and slimy bread that the cold had previously eaten.

15:53 Verlo had no chance of changing the outcome of what happened next, Ruzeth's speech blending into the glucky sounds of his maw as the zebra lapped hsi bowl clean, gathering the rest of his oats a dna small unicorn into into his sticky mouth. Ruzeth took this step quickly, curling his tongue into a mash of saliva soaked stallion and oats as he slit the whole ensemble towards the back of his mouth. The last rays of sunshine disappeared over the cresting tongue as Ruzeth swallowed the balled up horse, the throat making an ungodly loud squelrching noise as the muscles compacted and molded the oat covered Verlo into stretching out. Verlo's whimpers fell into deaf ears as Ruzeth swallowed the last of his supper, the sweet cinnamon flavors of the cold oats worming their way down Ruzeth's throat as the endless trail of undulating gulps carried Verlo into the stomach. Acidic slime coated the dark walls as Verlo splashed into the muck, clump of soggy breat his only salvation from disappearing underneath the oozing waves of the zebra's stomach processes. The air inside was thick, Verlo could almost slice through it with his hoof as he tried to breathe it. He choked on the acrid environment almost immediately, the stomach proving to be no fun place for any live creatures.

15:53 Verlo The stomach gurgled around the last mouthful of food, churning the contents and sloshing the little unicorn about. Thick juices dripped down onto the stallion from 'far' above, coating him as the heat deep inside the zebra proved to be much, much higher than the outdoors.

15:58 < Arta> (" Your magic will be a great start on my plan to plunge equestria into darkness" that's some pretty ambitious plans for a zebra. Also, has Ruzeth always been that evil?)

15:59 < Ruzeth> (He is possesed by a terribly evil spirit :P)

16:01 Ruzeth softly ahhhs in delight as his meal clears his mouth and then scootches over to his bags, jostling the stallion around lightly in his stomach. Upon finding the vial he was looking for, he begins to shake it, causing the vial to put off a dim yellow light. The zebra then swallows down the vial, glass and all, to provide a lightsource to light up the hell that Verlo was presently stuck in. His stomach muscles squeeze and knead the slimy contents into the unicorn's form as the chamber continues to grow harsher with liquids continuing to eek out from the walls. Patting his stomach he rolls onto his back, slightly sad that he couldnt feel such a small form wiggling inside of him. "How's the pool party in there Verlo?"

16:09 < Arta> (Oh, that's why. I thought it was odd behaviour for him, that explains it.)

16:16 Verlo cried out as he was thrown from his perch atop the piece of mushy bread, the zebra's josling and trotting changing Verlo's caustic world with every jiggle. The unicorn was thrown into the mush, where it threatened to drown him in the thick, disgusting mess as he flailed to get back to the surface. Verlo's hooves occasionally connected to the fleshy slimy walls of Ruzeth's stomach, absorbing the blows with out a dingle care for the world. Light suddenly speareheaded its way into Verlo's idea of what hell must be like, the hot acrid air burning his lungs as the pale yellow light illuminated the chunks of oats, lumps of bread, and the strange slime oozing out of the very walls of Ruzeth's stomach. Verlo tried to paddle away from the new liquids, the going tough and slow through the chunky thick stomach slime. Ruzeth's teasing voice boomed around Verlo, and as he opened his mouth to answer, a particularly loud and violent thumping threw the unicorn back into the much, before he surfaces a few 'inches' elsewhere. He spat out the disgusting preprocessed food, and cried out, "You don't have to do this! There's gotta be another way! Any other way, but this!" The pool was awful, and the existing occupants were no fun, either.

16:27 Ruzeth 's stomach becomes more active as time goes on, squeezing itsellf together and forcing Verlo down underneath the surface, and Ruzeth only encouraged it by rubbing at his gut. Occasionally he could feel the tiny squirms of the unicorn inside and murrs softly, a sound that rumbles Verlo to teh very core. The fluid rises up to the point wehre Verlo would now be forced to tread the thick sludge in order to keep his head above the surface. "I dont have to do this sure~ But I do have to take care of you somehow, and this seemed incredibly fun for me and for you. Oh I can just imagine it, the squishy walls squeezing and pressing that goopy slime into your fur and soon your screams as the acids of my stomach begin to sting and melt your flresh, that is if you make it that long~ Plus, this is the best way for me to absorb your magic." He explains, taking pleasurein in the stallions suffering.

16:42 Verlo could see the colors otf the chime shifting from a sickly yellow to a darker orange color, the burning sensation below the sludge line unmistakably what the posessed zebra was referring to. The stomach was relentless in its churning and kneading, the thicnk mass of food breaking down under the presence of stronger and more concentrated acids that slowly oozed out of microscopic pores in Ruzeth's stomach lining. Verlo's limbs moved slowly through the thick muck that was almost as dense as he was, as he found it harder and harder to keep his head in the diminishing open 'air' at the surface of the slugde. Verlo's couldn't help but swallow some of the sludge down his own throat, the muck burning his insides as he was tossed about and thrown underneath the roiling waves of acidic gunk. As the grey stallion's fur burnt away, he started yelping ans screaming bloody murder as the acids worked on his skin, breaking that down in several places and working into his muscles and on to his internal organs. Kicking his hooves and treading the sludge did not help matters, the act of increased agitation among the muck only servig to compliment the idle rubbing of Ruzeth's hoof across his satisfied belly. Verlo's pointed horn had started to wear down into a rounded nub at the tip,

16:42 Verlo the bony spire long since attracted a hefty clump of swallowed food and acids. Ruzeth's voice was of no comfort, the stallion struggling an kicking amongst the sluge for any chance of life, though they were already at zero, if the words rang true of Xangu's intent.

16:44 Verlo sputtered out more words, "I beg of you...p-please let me go...."

16:51 Ruzeth 's stomach is relentless in its steady creation of more of that sickly ooze and in its powerful churning, which continues to press Verlo underneath the surface each time he breaks it, mufling his cries into nothing in the thick meally chyme. The bread and oats had stareted to become indistinct, melting into the thick paste that surrouned the poor stallion, a paste which grows redder by teh second and more and more of his blood seeps into the liquid from his open wounds. As he hears the bloodcurling screams, his ears twitch in enjoyent, however brief the experience may end up being. He can feel the struggling growning weaker inside of him as Verlo wears himself out. "Yes keep fighting like that. If you last long enough, my treat, maybe I'll decide to cough you up afterall~"

17:03 Verlo didn't see himself reaching that lofty goal, the blood loss muddying his thoughts on top of a severe lack of breathable air. Verlo's lungs coughed up more blood as they melted under the intensly corrosive mixture that formed at the top of Ruzeth's stomach, the fumes wafting up from the acid bath strong enough to strip back paint as it became more and more saturated with the exaporated equivalent of the ooze that churned into the muck. Verlo's head felt light as ihis body sank underneath the homogenous mixture of food and acid surrounding him and teasing him as it was almost thicnk enough to stand on. Almost, but not quite, as exemplified everytime Verlo's limbs gave out momentarily, the lack of his efforts resulting in an almost immediate dunking beneath the slow-rolling waves of Ruzeth's making. Verlo's face was splotchy and raw, as every part of him below the necklike was already chemically burned. His skin peeled away into sheets, soon to be dissolved into the mixture as the unicorn's heart beat its last. The messenger's eyes didn't close as he sanek underneath the opaque ooze, his horn disappearing into the sloshing much as Ruzeth's stomach claimed him. He could still piece together the hellish sensations flowing around him, accentuated by the thunderous voice

17:03 Verlo of the posessed zebra shaman. Verlo's body would no longer respond to his scrambled brain's commands, his limbs at best, twitching as he sank deeper and deeper into the blood-red mixture.

17:17 Ruzeth pats his stomach as as he feels Verlo ceasing to struggle, and can no longer hear his desperate cries for help. "Ahh guess you didnt last long enough afterall my little treat. I wasnt gonna let you out anyways though." He constricts his stomach and purges the last of the air from the fleshy sac, letting out a loud burp that tastes quite a bit like cinaminn and slightly like pony. "Mmmm you were a tasty treat though~" He kicks some dirt on the fire and makes his way over to the tent, sloching around the chyme which was making short work of the remains of his little treat. Settling down into bed, the zebra closes his eyes and yawns, getting comfortable as Verlo finally sucumbs to his fliuids. Throughout the night, his body works with full force, converting his meal into easily absorbale nutrients and pushing the rest against his plot. When he finaly wakes, he feels invigorated, both from that wonderful meal, and from teh magic he stole from the unicorn within, providing lifeflorce too teh demon. One last duty calls him as he gets to his feet, a pressure in his rump. He trots over to Verlo's empty saddle bag and turns, squatting over it. A couple thick brown logs dotted with tiny bones and miniscule bits of grey blue and purple steadily slide out of his rump with a wet sound. Once all of Verlo's belongs were throughly soiled in his own new form, he pisses on it for good measure, letting out a thick smelly stream of yellow. "May you rest forever with your belongs," He says, and then with that, breaks camp and head back towards seaddle, eager and hungry for more tasty, delicous ponies.