Stats

The RP has a total of 15 lines, 1231 words, and 6893 characters.
The average line consists of 82.07 words that themselves average 4.6 characters taking about 9 minutes, 54 seconds.
Gyro Feather said a total of 8 lines, 624 words, and 3430 characters.
Gyro Feather's average line consists of 78.0 words that themselves average 4.5 characters taking about 4 minutes, 59 seconds.
Sodom said a total of 7 lines, 607 words, and 3463 characters.
Sodom's average line consists of 86.71 words that themselves average 4.71 characters taking about 15 minutes, 38 seconds.

22:33 < Gyro> hey, still looking for someone to play with? I wouldnt mind seeing this bird become a tasty snack for such a lovely creature~

22:33 < Sodom> yes, i am

22:36 GyroFeather lays out on a rock, sunning himself in the warm daylight. His brightly colored form stands out amongst the yellow tan rocks that he lays upon, making him stickout from way afar. His feathered tail twitches lightly behind him as he purrs, with a smile cresting teh edge of hi sbeak.

22:42 < Gyro> if this is agreeable anyways...

22:43 < Sodom> Huh?

22:47 Sodom rumbled as his green irises searched the lands, his impressive wingspan stretched out as he glided high above the world beneath him. A massive brown and green drake searching for a meal...Hunting. Though, he wouldn't have to hunt for long. That little blip upon the tanned rocks was all too easy to spot; descending already, his shadow was already engulfing him, only to grow larger and larger.

22:50 GyroFeather feels the passing shadow obscure his sun for a moment, though its far enough off that it's no big deal...until it seems to linger upon a second pass, growing darker and darker. The little bird lets out a little squawk and tilts his head to the sky in time to see a dark form rushing towards him. He gets to his feet hasitly, preparing to retreat from his post.

22:59 Sodom had him. It was already too late for him to escape. Even if he were to, the chase would be short. Sodom would still have the speed to catch up...As he was coming in for a landing, those wings extended backwards, flapping and sending powerful gusts, only to have his massive taloned feet come crashing down onto some rocks, all of which were effectively crushed under his weight.

23:03 GyroFeather manages to only get a couple paces away by the time the draogn touches down with a massive crash. The gusts send him tumbling backwards till he lands on in a heap on his side. He gives a little whimper as he looks up at the large beast and clenches his beak. "H-hello there..." he offers tentatively.

23:15 Sodom 's other set of talons claim crashing down just feet from Gyro, the dragon's shadow completely engulfing the small, meek avian below. His licked at his teeth within his maw, a deep rumble emitting from him. "Hello, there.." That deep rumble of a voice called from above, his tail dragging against the ground behind him. "What brings you out here, all alone?"

23:20 GyroFeather shivers beneath the rather large dragon, staring up at him. He slowly gets to his feet and looks up at the large creature. He doesnt dare back away now for fear of earning its wrath, though he is rather visibly shaking. "Uhh...I was just sunning...this is my hunting range...and I figured that was a nice spot to rest..." he says with a forced smile. "What brings such a majestic dragon out here?"

23:29 Sodom 's nostrils began to smoke as the other spoke back to him...How bold. Complimenting a hungry dragon. His stomach gave a thunderous growl, that sheath between his legs just poking out slightly with a black, slick tip, trying to push the rest of itself from the enclosure. "Majestic?" His voice called down, his talons moving closer. "How...nice of you to say. But, it seems that our hunting ranges have crossed.." He spoke slowly, his jaws hanging open, showing off those rows of white, pearly teeth.

23:33 GyroFeather lowers his head and winces as he hears the monsterous growl from teh hungry dragon. He gives a quick glance back and begins to back away. "Oh...is that right?" he asks, with a waver to his voice. "Well...I think you usually go for bigger things than I would...so we're not competing..." he offers, gulping as he sees himself staring down that dripping pink fleshed maw.

23:58 Sodom didn't even bother wasting time anymore. His massive hand like clutch of talons came over the little avian, curling around him and squeezing tight, bringing him up into the air. "Consider this a hostile takeover, then. I'm not going to coexist when I can take it all for myself. Begone, in my gullet you go." He growled, but his jaws soon opened all the way. That chasm was bigger the gryphon he held and then some, the light from the sun glinting off the saliva coated flesh within, only to lead to a dark abyss where no light had ever shined before. Those teeth, that wriggling mass of tastebuds...The last thing he would see until the drake dropped him inside, his tongue curling around his feathery form and jaws slowly closing down.

00:02 GyroFeather squawks loudly as he feels himself hefted up into the air by the powerful talons, which dug into his flesh and compressed his lungs. "N-no! Please lets not do anything like that...We arent even competing!" He argues as he smells the hot foul meaty breath wafting over his form, clinging to it with humid prickles. He found himself held over the greedy gullet, which glimmered int eh light leading down to a dark pulsating throat beyond. He squeezes his eyes shut and calls for help as he's thrust inside, cast into darkness as the jaws close upon his form. He writhes on the tongue as the hot wet drool works its way into his feathers and pulls of his tasty flavors.

00:30 Sodom grinned. The light shined between those rows of teeth, giving him a taunting last glimpse at the sun before his jaws slammed shut, tongue wriggling below him and pushing him back. His size was a mere snack to something so large, he barely pushed out the flesh around him at all. Though, once he was evacuated to the throat through a forced slimy push, his body would be squished by walls of glistening muscle, the drake's long neck bulging only minimally. Meanwhile, the dragon climbed atop the rock the bird was once resting upon, extending his wings and taking to the skies once again. The travel down his neck alone was an incredibly long descent,

00:36 GyroFeather is overwhelmed by the sour breath of the dragon as he's left with nothing more to breath. The hot slime of the mouth quickly coats the poor little bird, soaking through his fur and feathers to his skin and leaving him a hot dripping mess as he flails inside, coming up against the teeth. "Spit me out!" He calls desperately and clings to the tongue as it shoves him back. Still, he finds he cant compete with the powerful pulsing muscles of the throat, which soon pull him down despite his claws, leaving minor scratches on the tongue. The throat muscles clench tightly around him, pushing the breath from his lungs as he begins his rather long decent into the dragon.

00:43 < Sodom> ( It's growing rather hard for me to focus on typing at the moment. Apologies! I might need a bit to get my mind on track..

00:45 < Gyro> (Alright...though fair warning I may be heading to bed soon...basically as soon as I finish beating Super Mystery dungeon.)

00:45 < Sodom> ( Continue another time, then? Stomach's feeling a bit weird.

00:46 < Gyro> (sure ^^ Also I'll Probably be around for 30 minutes to an hour)

01:58 < Gyro> Beating the game and the epilogue was longer than I anticipated. nini

21:57 Sodom shakes his head. "No." He replied to that little plead, only to rest himself down and rumble out a little churr of delight. "You're only useful now as food. Too bad you're no larger, or I'd actually have fun plowing you into the ground before devouring you...Ah, well, little gryphon. Enjoy the heat as it burns you alive." And his words were true. The heat was absolutely unbearable, even though he had none of his fire starters ready.

21:57 < Gyro> (ye thanks ^^)

21:58 < Gyro> (it had you typhing endlessly on my screen xP)

22:05 GyroFeather feels himself sliding down the dragon's neck, leaving a small bulge as he travles down the throat towards teh depths of the beast. He could feel the heat getting greater around him, already causing him to sweat in the scorching enviroment and leaving him panting. The heat saps his strength as he moves down towards teh stomach. His beak presses right at the edge of the ring now.