An Apex Predator

14 January 2017

08:11 Gyro Tech wanders on into the bar and then with a smile flags down the bartender. "One mimosa please, its a bit early for anything else." His eyes scan the room taking in what could hardly be called a crowd.

08:12 Jesse Freemartin smiles in a motherly way at the young-looking Sicarius-Corgi. She finds a six-pack of the powerful chemical drink and tears off a cold can for the corgi, before slamming it down on the counter with a napkin and a sweet smile. "Don't drink it too fast. I've heard this stuff is strong enough to kill a small horse."

08:14 < Sicarius-Corgi> -chuckling- oh this? They're not THAT strong. -pops the can and takes a sip- mmmm~

08:14 Jesse Freemartin finds a champagne glass on the upper rack and fills it halfway with Veuve Clicquot, then fills it the rest of the way with Tropicana Orange Juice, before placing it carefully on a "The Gullet" napkin and sliding it to Gyro Tech . "Early indeed," she says, checking her watch. "Damn, I should get some sleep soon."

08:18 Valor Chaser III gives a quick up and down at Jesse as she squats down beneath the bar and fetches a handful of matches and candles. He nods a couple times as she turns the overhead lights down low, giving the sleepy bar some fitting mood-lighting. "Walk over and... t-take her. Wow... t-that's rather.. f-forward...!" he says with a suppressed chuckle and gulp of the sour cider. He pauses for a moment as she lets him know about his place. About his potential here. "S-strapping...? A-aggressive girl...? I, um..." He trails off and thinks, a blush on his face. He looks down to the bartop, down at his empty basket of fries and the napkin stained with a wet circle from his cider-filled glass. Would it be worth it? The risk? The reward? "I... uh... I-I-I guess it would be worth it. Yeah!" he says, finishing off his second drink with a bit of a smile.

08:19 Gyro Tech nods in thanks to the bartender and then slides a bit her way as a tip. "Ya, perhaps if you've been up all night. I don't think I recall seeing you working here before though. Are you the new bartender? Did finally get himself ate after all this time? That runt deserves it if he did."

08:23 Jesse Freemartin laughs and takes Gyro Tech's bit. She then makes a theatrical show of opening her mouth, placing the heavy metal coin carefully on her tongue, then swallowing it with a solid

*Gulp*.

"Thanks for the tip." The cow grins. "And yeah, Ashiko gets eaten pretty damn often. He's probably stuck inside somewhere hot and slimy right now, to be honest. I come in and volunteer here when I have time off from work. If no one's at the bar or in my mouth, I have fun serving drinks." The tall, shaggy black cow shrugs.

"Anyways, it's been fun boys. But, it's 3 A.M. in New York. I gotta hit the sheets. Stay tasty, you guys." She waves goodbye.

With that, Jesse puts her leather jacket back on, exits the bar, and clops unhurriedly out of the club.

08:26 Phoebe Schwartz enters past the cow, the giant blue eyed, blonde haired bear offers a sweet smile before passing and looking over the other patrons present, wearing a long blue dress that clings to her curvaceous figure.

08:27 Gyro Tech stares into the cow's open mouth, watching the pink flesh inside wiggle as she takes the coiln and sends it down her throat in a heavy bulge, perhaps a bit in confusion. Shaking it off he snorts and respons, "Ah well maybe he wont fight his way back out this time, anyways have a good evening and sleep well."

08:27 Ashiko emerges from a dark corner, slinking up for a moment "Oh... And my ears seem to burn. Some rather big talk there..." he tuts, shaking his head and glancing at Gyro. "Don't you know the old saying horsie, I'm rubber. And you're glue?"

08:27 < Jesse Freemartin> Thanks Gyro! Goodnight

08:30 Gyro Tech 's eyes follow Phoebe in as the cow leaves, watchign her as she makes her way into the bar, taking in the flowing blue dress and her lovely figure. His tail sways behind him as he slowly sips on his drink before jolting from that new voice. "Oh, Ashiko, guess you are still around, good to see you, you miserable rabbit. Anyways, I wasnt saying I'd eat you."

08:31 Ashiko says, "Ah... Well that makes me feel a bit more comfortable then. Avoided quite the sticky situation, who could say what would ahve happened if you adheared to your previous statement."

08:31 Valor Chaser III gave a soft nod to Jesse and bids her farewell, turning back to his now empty basket of fries and drink. He drew a breathe, exhaled slowly, and gently pushed his empty glass back and forth between his hands as he observed the new patrons entering the bar. Well, it was growing quite a bit more active, it seemed, that's for sure! "G'eve!" he chirped, more to everyone in general as opposed to any one individual in particular.

08:33 < Ashiko> ((Adhered? Man my spelling is off. :s))

08:33 Gyro Tech rolls his eyes at the bun. "Nah, I think you just caught the tail end of that conversation. THe recently departed cow and I were discussing about how she thought you went and got yourself ate, not that I'd be the one to do it."

08:35 Ashiko snorts, "If that's the story you want to stick with.""

08:36 < Sicarius-Corgi> Bunbuns are pretty popular around here -chuckles-

08:36 < Valor Chaser III> [sub]Stick. Sticky situation. Ha. [/sub]

08:37 Phoebe Schwartz looks over the pony, as she makes her way to the bar, with that sweet and gentle smile still present, until a glance was cast to the other, in Valor. "Evening... or morning. I'm not sure which!" She looked over to the rabbit, a wave cast his way from those big white paws of hers. "Whenever you're free, may I have a cider, please?" The bear moved to try to elegantly sit atop the bar stool, careful not to flash her dress as her heavy form landed atop the reinforced furniture.

08:39 Ashiko hums for a moment "Donno... Bar's fixing to be self service while I whip up a batch of glue... But.." the rabbit indeed managed to muster a pint of cider for the bear. Setting it in front of her.

08:41 Isaac Sabaka wanders on in, waving at the various folks, most of whom he's not met (that he can remember anyway). The big dog smiles a little bit and plops his wide rump down on a bar stool and smiles, licking his lips as he as his ears perk at the rabbit who just stated that it was about to be self-service night... "Well then... I guess I should pull out my big mug..." he grumbles with a charming grin. "Do I still have to pay if the tender ain't the one what serves me?"

08:41 Valor Chaser III smiles as his greeting was returned. It was the little things that count, after all! He then turns back to the bar. "Make that two, please? I'm kind of thirsty as well...!" he says. "You guys have some pretty good service here... volunteers coming up and serving folks and all that? Not bad...!" He then leans on the bar top with a small yawn. glancing back and forth between the patrons. The polar bear, the other pony, the corgi, even the rabbit bartender, too.

08:41 Gyro Tech smiles as she sits down between him and valor and then calls out to ashiko, "Put her drink on my tab." Turning his attention back towards the larger bear, he shifts in his seat. "Welcome to the club htis evening miss, the name's Gyro." He offers her up a hoof and then hesitates as she respons towards the dog. "I rather hope that pony isnt on the menu at least. I hear dog tastes better."

08:41 Phoebe Schwartz offered a nod of thanks to the rabbit as she lifted the glass to her big black lips and drank away. Her throat visibly seen swallowing with each gulp, before placing it down. "Ahh. Thank you!"

08:44 Ashiko hums and glances at Isaac. "Oh... I expect you'll pay one way or another..." The rabbit pours out another pint of cider "I'm afraid your credit's no good at this time pony boy."

08:45 Phoebe Schwartz looks to the rabbit. "Oh no, don't worry about that!" The bear turned down to the pony, shaking her head. "It's a very sweet gesture, but I can pay myself. Thank you so much though! What's your name?" She withdrew the money required, plus a modest tip and laid both on the bar.
"I suppose we can all enjoy talking together. I'm Phoebe." She introduced herself to the dog and others.

08:46 Valor Chaser III rolls his eyes at the bantering between the fellow pony and the corgi, the argument over which tastes better. A little awkward, sure, but given the location? It kind of made sense. At least, he reasoned it did. If folks were, well, actually [u]doing[/u] that thing as was implied...! But it was all in good fun, right...? Of course, it had to be! "Heh, might actually pick up and be quite the night, it seems...!" he mutters to himself.

08:47 Isaac Sabaka chuckles softly and wiggles his tails before poking his tongue out at the rabbit playfully. "I'd love to pay you a certain, special way, handsome." he winks, that smirk growing on his lips before he turns on his stool to nod acknowledgingly to the polar bear, the corgi, and the pony in turn. "S'a pleasure to meet y'all" he barks in reply, his tongue curling out as he digs into his pack and pulls out a mug that was easily a quart.

08:51 Gyro Tech takes another long swig of his drink while giving the bunny a cold stare over the top and then sets it down again with a heavy ting. "What, afraid I'm going to get eaten before the night is through? Fine," he heeps up a bit of cash onto the table, "Put me in the positive then, and I'll run that down." He then turns back to pheonbe and responds, "Gyro, as I said before, and I think Phoebe is a lovely name." Leaning down the bar and looking past her he shouts, "Hey pegasus, what's your name anyways?"

08:53 Ashiko hums and scoops the bills up. He serves whatever orders he has left, quickly returning to polish his glass. "I always enjoy a nice big tip from certain clients."

08:54 Gyro Tech glares. "That wasn't a tip you lunk. Note it on the ledger."

08:55 Isaac Sabaka smirks at Ashiko "Just the tip?" he asks, grinning as he taps the side of his muzzle as though thinking "Hmm... might I get a mug-o-mead... if'n ya have the spirit, of course!"

08:55 Valor Chaser III leans over toward the group as he was called upon. He shakes his head and clears his throat with a couple coughs. "A-ahem! I'm Valor Chaser, the Third! But you can just call me Valor!" he says with with a grin and a positive, confident gesture. "Good to meet you, folks!"

08:59 Ashiko waves a hand dismissively at Gyro "I'll deal with the glue later..." he hums and pours out a mead for Isaac "Well some customers are very generous with the term tip... Some give me everything they have... And then some."

08:59 < Phoebe Schwartz> (Sorry guys. Bear has to dash! o/)

08:59 < Valor Chaser III> ((See ya, Phoebe!))

09:00 < Gyro Tech> [sub]see ya Phoebe![/sub]

09:01 Isaac Sabaka raises an eye-brow with curiosity. "well no... you've got my interest piqued..." he states, smiling a little. "I'd not mind findin' out exactly what you mean some time." he says with a soft bark, the grin returning to show off his impeccably shiny incisors and canines glinting in the bar's light.

09:01 < James Blacktail> Distressed polar bear noises))

09:06 Ashiko grins, "Oh I'd be more than happy to some time. Though I'm fond of Apex... Are you an apex there pup?"

09:06 Isaac Sabaka gins. "An apex? Well, I've gotten top marks in history multiple semesters running..."

09:09 Ashiko rolls his eyes. "Not... quite what I meant. One who doesn't quite end up in other's guts... That sound like you?"

09:09 Isaac Sabaka says, "Well... I'm here, aren't I?"

09:10 Ashiko glances at Gyro, then Isaac. "You are...But I might need a bit more proof than that."

09:10 Isaac Sabaka laughs, "And I'm neither a zombie, a pile of shit, or a hunk of fat... sooooo"

09:12 Ashiko retorts, "Ah but I don't see you making someone else one of those three options."

09:13 Isaac Sabaka turns his head, pointing the blunt muzzle at Gyro and licking his lips with purpose, the massive dog giving a hearty, wet growl in his throat that rumbles his chest and even the stools around him. "Now... just because this little thing has been bothering you... You're sayin' he needs to be Et?" He asks in a booming baritone. "Cause if I scratch your back by swallowin up this filly, you gotta scratch mine and give me drinks."

09:16 Gyro Tech had zoned out for a moment, but he comes back too as Isaac addresses him once more. He shifts about in his barstool and looks back between him and the bunny. "I...I rather think I prefer you taking the other option here...or perhaps the other pony," he protests, biting his lip. The loud growl sent a quiver through his body.

09:18 Ashiko thinks. "Hmmn... That seems a reasonable arrangement."

09:20 Isaac Sabaka 's lips grow thin as his grin splits wider. thick ropes of drool drip from his fangs as he takes a step off of his stool and looms over the equine. "Sucks for you, meat, but... free booze is worth more to me than any critter with hooves." He says with a rasping growl, jerking forward to attempt to catch the equine in his powerful grip.

09:23 Gyro Tech hops off his own stool and tries to make a break for the door, but rather unfortunately that takes him right past the dog who steps out in front of him. He glances up at the tall creature and gulps, taking a couple steps back before him. "W-wait...I'll just pay for your booze. We can work this out," he argues, before letting out a squeak of fear as one of those hands close on over his hard boney horn.

09:26 Isaac Sabaka grins down at the unicorn, leering with malicious intent. "You don't have the pay roll to keep me tipsy, tiny one." he growls as he lifts the horn with one hand and reaches under a fore-limb with the other to heft the male upwards. "sucks for you, but I'm gettin' some booze and some hot bunny action tonight." He states with a woof, some of the slobber spattering over the critter's face and neck as he opens his maw wide, letting equine stare up into his gaping jaws.

09:27 Ashiko hums faintly, glancing at the glass he was polishing "Oh... not many words about me now, pony boy?"

09:31 Gyro Tech whimpers as he's lifted up off the grpound, feeling the hot stale breath of the beast wafts up over his nostrils, making his nose burn from the scent. The humidity pricks at the ends of his fur, starting to bead with condensation. "He's just using you..." the pony grunts out, squirming in the grip as he's lifted hight to stare down at the quivering pink flesh below him. His face winces from the foul smelling drool that splatters him while he sees more lining the mouth and dripping from teh roof. Gyro gulps, just as he knows the other will soon be doing to him, and despite his fighting he still seems rather helpless.

09:37 Isaac Sabaka chuckles wetly through his open maw, blasting hot breath over the pony before he lets go of the horn and scoops that paw under his ass, shoveling Gyro's head up into his gaping maw. Isaac shuts the trap of his mouth around his head, holding him in his mouth with his snout pushed into the back of his throat. He gurgles a bit and gives a fierce swallow, his teeth dragging through fur as he pulls him into the first bit, opening a little to allow the pony's shoulders to pass his lips.

09:43 Gyro Tech closes his eyes and coughs as he's forced to take another breath, folding his hears back against his head from the ominous laughter. The pony opens his mouth to scream, only to instead sputter as his head plunges in, forcing some of the stringy snotlike drool against his tongue, coaing it with an oily sensation while his snout squiskes against the thick muscles at the end oof teh throat. His kinds kick out wildly, but with the paw between his legs and right up against his tailhole, he can hardly land a blow and instead ends up griding a digit against his sensitive pucker. Even the little noises he was making are soon cut off at the first gulp as the throat muscles open up and clench heavily over his snout, forcking it closed while his writhing body is drawn just a tad deeper, earning him even more of a slime coating.

09:45 Isaac Sabaka 's drool slobbers out from his lips around the equine's head, his tail batting side to side as he pushes upward to slide the meal in deeper into his gullet. His middle digit slides into the pony's pucker, though not entirely on purpos. The dog was just interested in consuming the meal, as evidenced by how quickly he was burying the critter in his hot craw.

09:50 Gyro Tech clenches against the finger as it goes in dry, adding more to teh already uncomrfortable situationa s the other pushes him in. He can feel each gulp eco around him as his head is drawin in deeper, and then his shoulders as they too begin to bulge out in the thick neck of the dog. His fur stuck slightly to the edge of the mouth as the speed he went in dried it, and yet his predator kept it up, regradless of his struggles as he's drawn deeper inside. His ears ring with the gulps, drawning out the beating heart and heavy breaths around him.

09:54 Isaac Sabaka 's throat rumbles around the equine as he gives a series of swallows and rough pushes with his paw, forcing the male in all the way to Gyro's own belly in a matter of seconds, each gulp painfully tugging on the equine's body. The smell wafting up from the dog's stomach was rancid, filling the pony's senses with the stench of death and spoiled meat.

10:02 Gyro Tech grunts in pain as the teeth slide forcefully against his flesh now with each swallow, and the crushing grip of teh throat leaves him very room to fight as it squeezes him tight. As he's pushed further in, his nose pushes against a wall, which then opens against his wishes. The fetid scent of the dog's stomach wafts right up at him, a sensation most foul and almost like there was something else stewing already, leaving the poor pony feeling queasy. His face nears the slop at the bottom while his hinds give their last desprate motions, trying to prevent his final demise.

10:13 Isaac Sabaka gives another swallow and soon, all that's dangling out of his maw are the equine's legs. He gives a greedy slurp and they disappear as well, sliding down his throat and landing the equine curled up neatly in his now-bulging belly. He gives a loud burp, the sound rumbling through the club.. The dog taps the mug on the slab. "Might I get something to wash it down with?" he asks, nodding at Ashiko.

10:16 Ashiko nods pulling out a rather hefty bottle of mead and uncorking it. As well as a bottle of honey Jager. "He was just saying he was hoping I'd get eaten... and now... well he's not really saying anything."

10:17 Isaac Sabaka chuckles softly and reaches forward to lift his glass "To mouthy critters not mouthing off anymore" he barks, letting the critter fill his mug before draining it in one swig, sending the contents burbling to his guts to join the equine.

10:20 Ashiko curls his lips into a sadistic grin. He refills the dog's mug again. "Don't suppose I can lean in and listen?

10:22 Gyro Tech thashes his pink bushy tail as it hangs from Isaacs lips along with his hind hooves while his front half pushes deeper into the muck around him. The final gulp seals him down and away with his hooves traveling down the throat, forcing the poor pony to curl up in the foul filth that lined the inside of the chamber. He continues to fight though, pushing his hooves out against the walls, making small bulges on the outside while he makes incomprehensible sounds, begging for release. His ears echo with the squelcing gurgles of the stomach between thebooming voice, and worse still, the stink of alcohol is dumped upon him, adding to the other sensations in the gut.

10:23 Isaac Sabaka gives a low belch, his belly rumbling softly as he shakes his head "Go ahead... but I think I might need a nap... that critter was bigger than he looked."

10:28 Gyro Tech hears the belch and feels the stomach constricting further, plunging him underneath the acids as the last of his air is released. His panicked motions peak as he gives the last of the fight he can, while meanwhile hearing the dog's heartbeat and breathign slow as he begins to pass out. It doesnt take long before the morsel is finished off, rendered nothing but a heavy bulge in the dog's gut to be processed like the meat he was.

16:12 Isaac Sabaka wanders into the bathroom after a long night of digesting, his tail batting side to side as the big dog settles himself down on one of the king sized toilets. He groans and squirms, getting comfortable so that his soft cheeks are spread slightly by porcelain throne. He pushes down and lets out a soft, rumbling fart before a thick log that used to be Gyro starts to squish out of his tight asshole, soon splattering down into the water below. A second log starts to push out, this one staying solid and coiling up. A few moments, he's pushed out a HUGE pile, though the toilets here are made for that. He reaches to wipe and then looks back. "Good riddance" he grumbles, before flushing the toilet and wandering off to wash his paws and clean up.