Birds of a Feather will Share One Set of Feathers

19 August 2016

20:43 GyroFeather strolls on into the bar with a confident smile on his face, and then struts across the floor with his pink chest fluffed up proudly with his peacock feathered tail swinging behind him. He hops up onto the bar and flags down Ashiko. "Gimme a bird of paradise please~"

20:44 Ashiko frowns. "Hmmn... and how do you make one of those? Aside from knocking one up?"

20:47 GyroFeather snickers at the comment, and then responds, "Its like a Tom collins, but with grenadine and egg whites as well."

20:49 Ashiko hums and starts to work on the cocktail. Serving it up in a tall glass

20:52 GyroFeather flicks his tail back at anna, and then follows it with a wave. He then grabs his drink and gives it a long sip. "Hmmm, pretty good for your first time. Shame I cant help make another by the looks of it." He comments, glancing around the room.

20:54 James Frostfall asks, "Anybody hoping for something to happen tonight?"

20:56 GyroFeather gives a nod over at the other cat. "Always hoping for something...to happen to other people though. I prefer being able to walk out."

20:56 James Frostfall snorts. "Eh, I just go with the flow. Whatever happens, happens."

20:57 GyroFeather shrugs. "Your funeral, though I'll certainly enjoy watching it."

20:58 Skylar Stellarwing chuckles a bit upon hearing that.

21:01 GyroFeather perks upon seeing noticing the other avian, and shuffles a little closer to her with a grin at the edges of his beak.

21:01 James Frostfall shakes his head. "Look, we both know we're at risk of being churned into goop by someone in this place. If you can't accept the possibility of that, then why are you here?"

21:04 GyroFeather rolls his eyes. "Its a risk I suppose, but certainly one that can be mitigated if one doesn't accept that it has to happen to them. I just like to be on the watching end."

21:17 Skylar Stellarwing takes note of the fellow avian as well, a presence she always was happy to welcome. She smiles at him and giggles a bit before innocently looking back to her book for the moment.

21:18 GyroFeather shuffles a little closer to Skylar and then casts an inquisitive glance down at the book she has. "You and the stripey over there, reading at a bar like this," he comments with a laugh. "What's the book anyways?"

21:20 Skylar Stellarwing looks back over as the Gryph approaches her. "Oh, just a little story about a stranded Avian girl" she says, nodding her head.

21:25 GyroFeather nods at her and takes the next seat, setting his glass down on the counter. "Stranded, alone in a foreign civilization, or like shipwreck or something?" He takes a long sip of his drink and then adds, "And, can I get you a drink perhaps?"

21:29 Skylar Stellarwing takes a moment to stretch out, simultaneously giving off a soft yawn while her feathers fluffed up some. "Mmm.. Yeah, she was shipwrecked and is trying to make sense of things, it seems. It's been an interesting read so far" says the Phoenix. "Oh! Yes, that would be lovely."

21:36 GyroFeather asks, "Hmm well what would be your poison? Something sweet perhaps?" He extends a wing as if stretching it, briefly letting one of his bright blue primaries brush against her back. "I used to read lots of survival fiction way back when I was a fledgling. I might pick it up on your recommendation,"

21:40 Skylar Stellarwing softly giggles as she feels the light stroke against her. "Mm, don't drink alcohol too often myself, so I'm unsure of what's best, but I [i]can[/i] say with confidence, the sweeter the better" she says. "Mm, well, it's pretty decent so far. I'll be sure to let you know how it turns out. I'm Skylar by the way. And you're...?"

21:45 GyroFeather flags down the bar tender once more. "Can I get another bird of paradise for the lovely miss Skyler here?" He calls, and then turns his attention back to the bright phoenix beside him. "That'd be great, and I'm Gyro~" He purrs back, offering her a claw. "I've seen you around here a couple times, but hadnt had the opportunity to say hi."

21:50 Skylar Stellarwing nods her head and shakes claws with the Gryph. "Mm, yes, good to meet you properly. I'd of course come across you a couple times before as well" says the Phoenix as she adjusts her hair. "It's good to get to know the other birdies that are about~"

21:54 GyroFeather releases and then leans against the bar with one shoulder upon it, keeping his gaze on her. "It is indeed, birds of a feather and all. There are so few that seem to lurk about here...and the ones that do seem to disappear all to easily."

21:58 Skylar Stellarwing takes her drink as it is delivered her and starts to sip from it a bit. "Mm, yeah. I've enjoyed our psuedo-clique for what it's worth" she says with a chuckle following. Afterwards, she pauses for a moment to think about the whole 'disappearing' thing. "Huh, yeah, I suppose that's true" says the Phoenix, looking away for a moment.

22:02 GyroFeather extends his wing again, but this time lets it come to curl around her shoulder as she looks away, giving her a gentle squeeze. "No matter though, there's still the both of us at least, and a few others from time to time."

22:06 Skylar Stellarwing sighs a bit, nodding along. "Mm, very true" she says, letting him wrap his wing around her after the initial surprise. "Unless one of us were to 'disappear' of course" she says, jokingly, followed by a short laugh.

22:16 GyroFeather closes his eyes and chuckles back at her comments. "I suppose, but then I fear the other would find themselves rather lonely. You aren't planning on making me disappear, are you?" He teases back mirthfully. He reaches up a talon and brushes some hair out of her eyes.

22:25 Skylar Stellarwing takes a couple more deep sips from her drink, starting to enjoy the feeling it was bringing about in her. "Hehe, that's true I'm sure. And I hadn't thought too much about how I could make you disappear" she said in response, chuckling a bit. She then looks back to him as he fixes her hair for her. Tilting her head a bit, she preens through a couple of the Gryph's feathers.

22:30 GyroFeather tilts his head down so that she can more easily get at his pink crest upon his brow, purring as she tugs upon the feathers, closing his eyes. They had a slight fruityness to them from the botanicals he used when preening. "Well, thats good, the feeling is mutual there. I'd much rather have you by my side here than down my gullet. I'll save that room for the cats."

22:38 Skylar Stellarwing fixes up a few more feathers before tilting her head back and picking up her drink to down the last few sips. "That's a very unusual compliment, but I take what I can get~" she said with a giggle.

22:44 GyroFeather puffs and shakes his feathers as she finishes up, before letting them flatten once more. He flags the bartender down and orders another round for the both of them, as he finishes his glass as well, feeling the cool, sweet liquid run down his throat. "I think thats rather high praise around here, seeing as many patrons are interested in just that," he responds with a smirk.

22:57 Skylar Stellarwing starts off her second round. She wasn't one to take in much alcohol, so her thoughts and words started to come out a good deal more... Loopy. "Haah, you're right about that" she says as she fluffs up some more, adjusting herself just a tad. "Mm, and yeah, I'd like to think either one of us would be something of a catch~"

23:05 GyroFeather could feel a bit of a buzz starting to hit him as well as he sips upon his drink, grinning at his compatriot. He gives a little snicker and responds, "Indeed, I think either you or I might be the prettiest things in the club here tonight, but fortunatly it seems no one has taken an interest," he says with a soft chirp, growing more boisterous with his drink.

23:11 Skylar Stellarwing chuckles a bit as well. "Oh well there's no denying that! Everyone knows it" says the Phoenix as she flips her hair back and runs her hand through the Gryph's shoulder fluff. She would sip from her drink more quickly this time, having grown accustomed to the taste.

23:18 GyroFeather beams back at her and ruffles his won feathers as her claw moves through his warm pink down, and then brings his far talon up to rest upon it. "Perhaps it would make the club a little more drab for a time, but I'd love it if you'd grace your presence in one of the back rooms with me so we can get to know each other a little better~"

23:23 Chip Stilton sips his can of coke, and just as he walks past Skylar Stellarwing and Gyro Feather, he hears Gyro's words, confidently, bordering on obnoxious pointing in casual fashion to Skylar in particular. "He wants to bump feathers with you." before he chuckles away to himself, continuing on with his walk throughout the club. Avoiding the odd stomping foot or sliding tail here and there.

23:31 Skylar Stellarwing blushes a bit upon hearing the offer, finishing off the last of her drink. "O-oh, that's what you want to do...?" she asks, a little embarrassed by the question. "I uh.. That's not normally the kind of thing I would do with a guy" she says sheepishly. "Might have to get a couple more drinks in me first" retorts the Phoenix, half jokingly with a nervous giggle following.

23:36 GyroFeather looks away with a flustered expression upon his beak, blushing brightly as well as her rejection lights upon his ears. "O-ooh...Sorry...I...I didnt realize..." he mumbles back, his confidence seeming to vanish under the rejection. He instead turns to his glass and downs it rather quickly, as his tail droops a little. "Its still lovely to have your company anyways," he responds half heartedly as he stares at his glass.

23:52 Skylar Stellarwing admittedly felt just a tad guilty for that let-down she just gave out. "Hey, uh, don't feel too bad" she said, preening through his feathers just a bit. "The company's still quite nice" says the Phoenix, nudging him. "Yeah.. maybe once I uh.. Get to know you better?" Her voice faded just a bit at the end of that last comment. She wasn't really certain how far she could take things, but hell, alcohol might just decide that for her in a bit.

00:00 Chip Stilton blinks, pondering that himself as he glances to Bryce. "Huh... Bryce is such an alcoholic, I think we'd all struggle to tell the difference, really." he cheekily adds, tail swaying behind the mouse as he chuckles away.

00:00 Flanker rolls her eyes. "They'd have to be hammered for it to go that way. A lot of meat soaks the drink up," She stated, though, "But, I digress, because he slathered the shit out of her in alcohol."

00:00 GyroFeather clicks his beak together a couple times as she begins to preen at his soft feathers once more. He lets out a long sigh and then picks himself back up to give her a hesitant smile. "Yes, the company is still nice indeed." He however, needed another drink in him. This time he orders himself a couple shots and gulps them down upon arrival, before turning back to her. Everything was begining to get a little fuzzy to him now. He wraps a claw around her head and gently pulls her into his feathers, just for a moment before releasing.

00:12 Skylar Stellarwing chuckles just a tad as she enjoys the contact to an extent before preening through more of his feathers. She could tell he was starting to feel the effects pretty strongly, but she didn't worry too much about it. After a moment, she runs her hand through his chest fluff a bit as well.

00:16 GyroFeather tilts his beak down to begin preening at her hair, tugging gently and running it through his beak. Sure it wasnt the same as feathers but his hazy mind didnt quite care as he combs through it, taking in her warm scent. He puffs his chest feathers up as she preens at it, purring, and rumbling her head and claws in turn.

00:26 Skylar Stellarwing fluffs herself up more to allow easier access to her feathers if he chose to move his preening down to them. Her attention focused up near his beak, where she preened the feathers around it. She caught a slight whiff of his breath, which was a little surprising to her, but her preening continued.

00:29 GyroFeather finds that he cant resist as she moves her beak to pull at the feathers around his own, and then tilts down, meeting her mouth half open with his own, and sticking his tongue on the beak in a loose kiss, despite earlier rejection. His hot alcoholic breath wafts over his nares mixed with a slightly fishy scent.

00:43 Skylar Stellarwing finds herself rather stunned by the variety of smells that came with the Gryph's exhaled air, the Phoenix somewhat losing herself in it. She didn't do too much to resist the kiss, as awkward and... Alcoholic it was. Pulling back only slightly, she let him continue for a moment.

00:48 GyroFeather locks beaks with hers and pushes his tongue over against her own slimy muscle, bringing with it a bit of alcoholic resudue from his shots. A claw finds its way behind her head, holding her tightly in the kiss. A low rumbling noise comes from his chest as he brings himself a little closer to her, leaning at the edge of his seat to press into her warm chest.

01:03 Skylar Stellarwing blushes a bit harder as she hears the gurgling slowly growing a bit louder. The Phoenix tries to pull away just a tad more, but his firm press keeps her right in the perfect position for him to enjoy her presence. "Mm-mmm..." she lets out faintly, beaks still interlocked with the handsome Gryph.

01:09 GyroFeather was feeling a little off balance already, so when Skylar pulls back and leans as well, he ends up toppling forward onto her. His beak slips around her own and begins to creep over the sides of her face as her tip, and causing her snout to squelch against the back of his throat. Hot drool smears into her hair and feathers, matting it down to her flesh as his humid breath grows even stronger with nothing else to breath.

01:16 Skylar Stellarwing gives off an audible meep, eyes widening as her beak quickly accelerates towards the opening, the stench of fish and alcohol buffeted her strongly, making her squirm her head a bit. "A-ah!" she called, distasteful of the thick moisture that assaulted her plumage. The Phoenix's sweet flavor seeped onto the Gryph's tastebuds, giving off a very slight kick of spice to round out the bird's taste.

01:21 GyroFeather begins to gag from the sensation of her beak halfway down his throat, and in the process reflexively swallows. The thick ring fo flesh at the back of his mouth opens and accepts her beak and part of her head, clinging tightly to her. Soon he begins to notice the sweet spicy flavor that lingers upon his tongue, causing him to drool even more, as his belly gives a grumble. His alcohol addled mind has momentarily forgot that they'd been talking so kindly moments before as he gives another gulp, creating a distension in his throat where her head shown through.

01:31 Skylar Stellarwing gasps again as her head is pulled down further. "N-no! What are you doing? Stop!" she calls in a muffled fashion, though none would care much for her pleas. Before long her head was making a visible bulge from the outside, and her chest was lifted into the gaping maw, where her breasts would be licked over like the lumps of meat they were, providing a more intimate flavor for the Gryph to enjoy. The Phoenix presses her hands against his chest, faintly trying to pull out with no real success.

01:36 GyroFeather 's stomach gives another growl in response to her pleas, adding to the steadily beating heart beat and his heavy breathing around her, accented by the gurgling ahead. Gyro's claws finally react to his new predicament, slowed by the alcohol and grasp upon her wrists as they push into his fluffy chest, instead pulling them against her sides. His tongue tickles over the supple orbs, giving them extra attention as he tastes her warm feminine flesh and beaks on them a bit, before another glck draws them into his hot slippery gullet.

01:42 Skylar Stellarwing wiggles in response to her motions being limited, feeling an impending sense of doom as she's easily hoisted up further. Her blush deepens considerably as he pays extra special attention to her chest, forcing her to let out a couple soft, nervous moans. The distraction proved to startle her as her chest followed her down the Gryph's gullet, her belly sliding onto the thick, moist tongue. The Phoenix's arms were more firmly pressed against her now that her upper half had disappeared into the abyss, leaving only her legs to kick about lightly in defiance.

01:50 GyroFeather finally sits back, pulling off of her so that the gryphon is no longer fighting his own weight in getting her down. Rolling back onto his own stool, he nearly topples over backwards before righting himself, using a claw to steady against the counter. He could feel her head spilling into his crop now as it disapears down into his chest, briefly loosening the grip on her face. His other claw traces up along her hips to brush up against her warm sex, hooking in there to help push the helpless bird down his greedy gullet all the faster.

01:54 Skylar Stellarwing gasps for air a bit as her head pokes out into the more spacious pocket. A loud "Eep!" came from her as she felt her sex being stroked, wiggling her hips as a result of the violation. Before long the Gryph's tongue would be lathering all over it, moistening her up down there before sending her down all the way up to her knees. She made quite a hefty bulge in the Avian's crop, an impressive sight to those viewing from the outside.

02:01 GyroFeather pushes his tongue as deep into the warm tunnel as he can manage, licking up the sweet nector that beads along the inside. Briefly it brought to mind his lewd thoughts from earlier, but then another rumble spurns him onwards. He begins to feel his rather full crop becoming stretched to the limits and relaxes out the bottom, allowing the avian to begin her final decent into his hot stomach. The smell of Alcohol mixed with bile wafts up into teh crop as she moves deeper still. His tongue tickles over the bottoms of her feet in no time, and with a clack of his beak they seal over them, before a loud glck and a thrust of his tongue seals her inside of his hot throat.

02:10 Skylar Stellarwing shakes her head around a bit as her nose is greeted with a less than comforting stench, the vile concoction from the Gryphon's stomach beckoning the Avian to come closer. Despite her best attempts, she was forcefully pulled further and further down, the bulge on the outside traveling south until the Phoenix's head reached the final destination, the smell even stronger than before. "G-gross..." she let out as much of her upper body followed her into the expanding sack of flesh.

02:14 GyroFeather traces her form as it slowly slides down his gullet with a claw til it disappears into his thick bulging chest. He gives a loud belch that overwhelms the other noises inside of him and then waddles over to one of the couches, his belly swaying all the while as he moves over there. "I guess I do get to have you afterall~" He teases as he moves. The alcohol in the stomach sloshes over her form and is kneaded into her flesh by the squeezing churning muscles. Upon arriving at one of the couches he settles upon his side.

02:23 Skylar Stellarwing tries desperately to adjust herself to a more comfortable position with no real success whatsoever. Her breathing would grow more rapid as she presses her limbs against the inner walls, pressing out as her bulge moves in response. The Gryph's movement would shake her around within, causing enzymes to splash all over her and coat her plumage deeply. It wouldn't take long for the Phoenix to feel a few tingling sensations from the fluids assaulting her, serving to make the experience all the more uncomfortable. A sudden crash threw her off balance once more as her captor settled down. "N-not fair.." she protests faintly.

02:28 GyroFeather gives a little chuckle and gently runs his claws over her squirming form, pushing out at the larger bulges she made in his stomach and laughing. "I suppose this will greatly narrow down the regular avians in here now. On the plus side, you are going to be permanatnly joining my feathers~" He teases, nuzzling intot he bulge. The stomach continues to produce more acids and enzymes, deepening the pool around the poor bird trapped wihtin. The rolling muscles roll her around inside, sometimes plunging her under the fluids.

02:41 Skylar Stellarwing shakes about a bit as she's tossed haphazardly about within, soaking up more and more of the fluids that intended to break her down into a much more useful form. "N-no, I-I... I like my f-feathers better! I can wear those ones...!" she called, hoping he'd opt to free her. The sloshing brew around her would quickly pluck most of the lower plumage off her legs and belly, leaving her bare and naked as the acids seeped into her pink skin. The Phoenix's thoughts would grow even more clouded as time went on, her thoughts still in a panic as she desperately vied to deny the fact that she was anything more than food now.

02:46 GyroFeather feels his thoughts becoming more clouded as well as he lays there, slowly letting the alcohol begin to take him. The squirming in his stomach doesnt help either as her movements massagin him from the inside, allowing the gryphon to become rather more relaxed. Another burp escapes his beak as he nears sleep, followed by a couple quick gulps of fresh air. Soon though the bird begins to snore soundly and his heartbeat and breathing slow. The stomach, however, gets a new burst of life, squeezing and churning a little harder now against the poor bird inside, tugging at her feathers and wrenching the loose ones free, exposing her raw flesh to the increasingly potent acid bath around her.

02:54 Skylar Stellarwing starts to panic a little more, hearing the Gryphon's snores as they were amplified around her, like tiny earthquakes. This deathly ordeal she was going through... And he was simply sleeping through it. Her struggles dimmed as her strength weaned, much of her lower body's flesh dissolving away into the thick, nutritious slurry that coated her. Perhaps if she'd just have entertained the Gryph like he wanted, she wouldn't be his simple snack now. But she missed her chance, and she was paying the price; The girl was food now, plain and simple. She knew that, and there was nothing she could do about it. Churning and sloshing peeled more and more of her down until her thoughts began to fade away, her form becoming one with the rich, thick slop.

09:00 GyroFeather 's stomach gurgles away through the night, churning and squeezing at the feathered hunk of meat in his belly, stripping the bones of their meat and rendering it into a nutritious chyme. His belly softens and becomes more formless and softer, especially as the bones are crunched and compacted inside of his sloshing belly. By the time the bird wakes up, his body is through with her, having emptied her from from his stomach and absorbed much of it. The bird's eyes flit open and he lets out a low yawn, stretching in on his couch with his head pounding from the night before. Glancing around he blinks...had he really fallen asleep here? At least he hadnt gotten gulped in the mean time. An urgent pressure at his rump causes him to groan and roll of the couch, plopping onto the ground. He then skitters of towards the bathroom with haste.

09:31 GyroFeather rushes over into one of the stalls and flags his tail, taking a seat on one of the porcelain thrones. A low grunt leaves his lungs as he relaxes his puckered tail hole, releasing a blast of foul air, mixed with a little bit of brown watery stool. Seems the alcohol had relaxed his gut a bit muck as what follows is a long thin brown mass that seems to continue to flow from his rump, even and smelly. It begins to coil up inside the bowl like coming from a soft serve machine. As it continues to flow the bird wonders to himself, what the heck had he eaten as his head continues to pound? Obviously more than just bar food. THe last bit comes with a couple water farts once more, adding to the stench that fills he air. He turns bakc and frowns at the mess, which of course offers no clues.

09:33 GyroFeather then feel the next call and steps up to the rim and lets loose a bright nearly clear stream of piss and frowns as it runs down the sides of the mess. Yep, thats what was wrong...suppoe he didn't drink enough water with his liquor last night he muses. As the stream continues, he thinks back on the night, going it over in his poudning head. Last he recalled, he'd approached a cute little phoenix for a little fun. As he finishes, he jiggles himself and turns away flushing the mess of bird shit, in both senses of the word, away.

09:35 GyroFeather groans. As he makes it over to the sink, another need becomes apparent as he notices the discomfort in his chest and can feel the the mass underneath his claw. The bird begins to cough and gag open mouthed into the sink, revealing his bright pink flesh behind his open beak in the mirror, sputtering mass of saliva upon it. Slowly a mass of bright orange and brown feathers begins to peak at the back of his throat, and revealing itself as a large mass in his neck before it finally spills out into the sink. Another smell fills the air, this one the sour smell of vomit instead of shit from before. He looks down at the mass with a little bit of a frown as a mass of red hair and brown and orange feathers stared back up at him. A black beak upon a broken skull showed partilaly from the front, while bones and broken black and white primaries dotted the rest of hit. Overall the mess was about the size of a football.

09:37 GyroFeather makes a face at the flavor lingering on his tongue. As he stares down at the mass, some of the memories come flooding back to him. As he prods it with a talon, he smirks at what used to be another bird. "I guess we've fully become birds of a feather...or bird of a feather now. Its a shame I wont see you around anymore, but I suppose I wasnt your type anyways." he responds with a shrug. He grabs a couple paper towels and begins to pad it down, largely drying it off and soaking the slime off of it, before wrapping it up and tucking it away. "You do look rather pretty however~ I think I'll add you to my collection~" he purrs, and then with that, strolls on out the door with a more confident stride.

09:39 GyroFeather strolls his way back into the club from the bathrooms and retuns to his couch, rubbing his temples and with a noticeably fatter flank from his previous meal. He begins to does once more, eager to sleep off his hangover.