A Market of Micros

23 August 2016

21:27 Ruzeth looks around at the various cages filled with critters around him, some other sentient beings and others just mindless things and lets out a little whimper. He'd just been put up on a silent auction table and out in front of him he could see a sign with a couple recipe ideas and...a starting bid of 10 bits? He was worth way more than that, even if he didnt want to be bought anyways. THe zebra plods over to the bars at the front and tries to pull at them, looking to escape from his cage.

21:37 Vesper was around. The biders mostly wore clocks to hide themselves, however beaks and legs with holes could be seen from most of them to indicate gryphons or changelings. And an occasional dragon. Small signs were used to place each bid, Ruzeth's ego perhaps getting hurt as almost no one bid on him more then one bit at a time. Which dragged on for about two minutes before one hooded figure outright bid eighty bit son the caged micro zebra! The hooded figures arm purple and scalie, clearly a dragon but his bold bid soon won him the exotic prize as the auctioneer announced SOLD and pointed a hoof at the figure.

21:50 Ruzeth shudders as he watches the the various hooded creatures wander around the market. The first bid upon his sheet creates a squeak from the stripped pony, knowing that his fate was sealed. As time goes on, he sees himself being bid up soo slowly...hardly any one seemed intersted, which if he was going to be sold was fairly humiliating. Just 80 bits...thats all he was going to go for? The zebra lets out a sigh and whimpers, banging on the bars of the cage and calling to be let free. He didnt deserve any of this. Another shudder of terror runs through his body as he's marked sold. The zebra darts to the back of his cage, cowering as whoever bought him is surely going to return soon.

22:02 Vesper was looking around. Ruzeth would be removed from the cage only to be placed into a round bottomed bottle and corked with small air holes int he stopper to keep him safe. Placed int he cloaked figure's bag like some sort of item! From there Ruzeth could see almost nothing of the outside world as his glass prison jostles in the pouch with other oddity's the creature had bought, darkness and sounds were his world it would seem, unable to tell when he'd be pulled out.

22:07 Ruzeth eeps as he's pulled from the cage by a sharp pair of claws, only to be dropped into a dark glass bottle. It gets even darker still as he's tossed down into a pouch, where he clinks around with other htings inside. The poor zebra is jostled about and thrown through his container, breathing in rather stale air all the while. His shouts go unanswered, either dying in the glass or in the noises of the other creatures all around him.

22:20 Vesper was carrying him home. After a few hours though The occupant whom owned the pouch would walk through a door, reaching into his bag to pull out his things and lay them out one by one on an old wood table in a cave like room, any windows that were there simple looked dark as if it were night or this place was simple inside a larger cavern. Ruzeth being put out along the other items Vesper had aquired before he took off his hood and clock, walking around the room to gather up soem things to prepair his dinner.

22:27 Ruzeth feels his stomach grumbling by the time that they've arrived at the house and is pulled fromt he back. THe brown glass is still rather dark, but through it he can sort of make out that he'd been snatched by a dragon, and a quick look around shows the coulpe of other unfortunate souls that had been purchased. Banging on the side of the glass jar, he calls out for his freedom, watching in fear as the dragon seems to be picking out ingredients rather than paying him any mind.

22:32 Vesper had quite a collection. There seemed ot be a total of fourteen jars, bottles and containers with those whom fell to a similair fate as Ruzeth, even the species varied here and there while the dragon lai dout the fixings for a few dishes, including a salad and tall short glass drink, though the other ingredients might confuse the zebra as to their purpose while the tall wide bottle next to him was lifted and had it's cork removed,it's occupant being poured out onto the dragon's palm.

22:37 Ruzeth shudders as he watches the dragon work on his grisly meals, casting a glance back and forth at the various creatures that seemed to be there with him. The jar to the right contained a pink and white pegasus, that fell down into the dragons claws despite her flapping. It seems that her primaries had been plucked and she was unable to get any air.

22:41 Vesper Smiles as he wedged a plump apple shaped berry, perhaps it was a shrunken apple? Into the mare's muzzle before wrapping a thin magic thread around her middle to pin the pegasus's legs under her body. Being tossed plopped into a shallow wide bowl which the dragon had put salad fixings in, reaching for another two jars to similarly prepare the micros to be the meaty ingredient in his healthy first course all while Ruzeth was trapped in his bottle nearby to watch the horror.

22:46 Ruzeth gasps as he watches the mare's muzzle filled with a strange fruit before being dropped unceremoniously into the sald, followd by another pony that he couldnt get a good look at, and a dragon. The zebra lets out a little squeak as he stares at vesper mixing the ponies in with the salad. Was he really going to just eat them? Ruzeth cant turn away as his eyes stare in horror at the scene, biting his tongue and shuddering as they're tossed about with some dressing.

22:51 Vesper finishes. When the salad was done there was about three live wigglers in there, The dragon using a fork delicately to shovel bite after bite into his jaws, chewing any mouthful that lacked a pony thoroughly, being more careful to savor and avoid harming the delicious warm micros whenever he scooped one in. Occasionally their bindings might snap, however they'd never escape the dragon's jaws, though they might get close only to be sucked or pushed back inside before a nice firm gulp squeezed snug pony bulges down the dragons' throat.

23:00 Ruzeth has his faced pressed against the glass in horror, watchign helplessly as the bowl of salad slowly disapears down the dragons greedy gullet. He can only hope that none of those ponies are in there when he chews, though as time goes on, he ends up counting three desperate wiggling creatures, a dragon and two ponies, gulped after a short time of motion in vesper's mouth, only to make an exageraged bulge going down. The zebra lets out a cry of terror and turns away, resolved not to watch any more of the carnage as his compatriots are eaten.

23:02 < Vesper> (Thre eponies, vesp is not a canible remember? x3)

23:02 < Ruzeth> (ah well alright :P)

23:05 < Vesper> Just then the dragon let out a belch, making a remark of content yet not yet full. Ruzeth's bottle suddenly jostled as it raise sup from the table and tips, a soft pop filling the zebra's ears when the cork was removed then was up ended for Ruzeth to tumble down. The dragon's palm below and ready to grip the micro. The thin neck of the bottle would make it impossible to react at the last second, Ruzeth would have to stop himself before he got that far or hope he could talk himself out of this mess when the dragon had him in hand.

23:09 Ruzeth shudders as he hears the loud belch int he air behind him, but doesnt dare look at the creature out of fear. Suddenly though, he finds himself thrown to the ground as the bottle moves, and then tumbles down through the air as its turned on the cork. He lets out a shrill scream of fear as his body slides down across the glass and into the hin neck. HIs hooves tyr to get a purchase and he does manage it, but bu that point his head is sticking out of the bottle anyways, just waiting for him to be plucked from it. "L-let me go! I'm not food...I can make potions for you..." he offers with a whimper in his voice.

23:12 Vesper Brings his other hand up to softly grip the sides of Ruzeth's head, digits pinching the zebra's mane before tugging to pop him out of the bottle and dangle form Vesper's claws. "I'm listening, but you won't likely convince me not to ea t you~" The dragon said while Ru hung close enough that his hooves could touch the dragon's nose and lips if he tried. Despite his intent to eat the zebra Vesper was clearly considerate, speaking soft enough to not hurt the micro's ears while keeping his food close enough to be heard.

23:18 Ruzeth lets otu another scream before he's pulled from the bottle, dangling rather painfully by his mane as he swings before the dragon's face. He can smell the foul sweetened breath from teh dressing wafting out around him as the dragon speaks, causing him to sway in the quiet voice. The zebra shudders as he dangles several feet above the hard surface below, bu continues to squirm anyways. "I...I'll be your personal potion master...I'll help you get other micros to eat, that way you wont have to pay so much at auction," he offers with desperation rising in his voice. He stare's down the hot pink maw before him as the dragon speaks, making him even more nervous.

23:23 Vesper Hmmms, Giving the zebra a close look before plopping Ruzeth down into his short glass, though it was just tall enough that he wouldn't be able to escape. "How do I know this isn't a trick?" vesper would ask, reaching for another container with a micro or two in it. Ruzeth might notice form his new perspective that his own bottle and those of the others all hat their bit price labled on them, suddenly his 80 bit value didn't seem so bad as the others appeared to be some bit of bits less then what the zebra had cost. That might make him fele more special, or perhaps les slikely to sweet talk out of his peral.

23:32 Ruzeth splashes down into the short glass which had been rimmed by some sweet smelling liquid and then tries to scramble up the side of the smooth glass, to no avail. He sits back in the liquid after a couple fo tries and then looks around at the various preys that had sold, frowning at the other low prices they'd fetched. It doesnt seem like he'd be saving the dragon much money after all, still he has to try. "W-well...because...uh...well you could just keep me collared and locked inise the house. And obviously I'd have to know potions in order to make my own growth potion," he responds with a hopeful smile. Still a master potionmaker might be able to do things to the dragon as well.

23:37 Vesper Hmmms. "naw to risky, you would have to know potions to make them for me int he first place, so caught you in a lie there. Safer to just eat you!" Vesper retorts, picking the glass right up and began to tip it up against his parted lips, Ruzeth would have to act fast as the glass and fizzy contents of the drink would start to slant towards the predator's face.

23:43 Ruzeth feels the liquid bubbling up underneath him as it sloshes down towards the open maw of the dragon, givning him yet another look at the caverous maw. Bright pink flesh glistened int he light, terminating in a black tunnel, while white gleaming teeth line the gums. The tongue wriggles upon the floor, eagerly lapping up the first of the drops that spill. The zebra scrambles up the side, though the slick glass offers little purchase and soon he begins to join the torrent of soda.

23:46 Vesper Mmms pleasantly, nose pressing up to cover most of the glass's opening while his lips remain at the rim, the opening just shallow enough for Ruzeth to fight being a drink, but it wouldn't last. He'd have to come up with something fast or he'd be simply another bulge like he'd seen before form the dragon's salad, potion making struck out so he'd have to try and convince his owner quickly or he'd just be a drink pony.

23:50 Ruzeth screams in fear as he's bright down towards the dragon and then rests his hooves against the top of his lips. getting an idea he hops onto the topf of his snout and tries to make his way out from udner the edge of the glass to get to his freedom, though he's still in easy reach of the tongue as he looks for an opening.

23:54 Vesper Furrows his scalie eye ridges as he sees Ruzeth's head pop out from between the glass and his nose, eyes crossing a bit to fix on the zebra. Ruzeth's escape attempt failing miserably as the dragon flicks the glass to make him fall back in and slosh with it's contents before the whole thing simple turned on it's side. Spilling its entire contents into Vesper's wide spread jaws!

23:59 Ruzeth lets out a loud squeak as he's cast back into the liquid as the mouth opens up all the way, letting him tumble down into the hot murkey pit beyond. He splashes upon the back of the dragon's throat now, submerging in teh cool sticky liquid before bobbing out and trying to scramble up that tongue twards the light, though the slick surface is hard to hold on to.

00:03 Vesper had other plans. Ruzeth's hope is dashed as he try's to scramble up the tongue, the dragon's jaws shut without hesitation as the last drops of the soda fell inside pelting the micro's face. The zebra being treated just like any other food or drink, and thus just like the ones he saw before Ruzeth was unceremoniously eaten alive as the throat opened below to gulp the maw's contents right down without a second thought. The glrrk causing the predator's tongue to undulate, casting all of the maw's contents down over it and past the uvula~

00:07 Ruzeth lets out a scream as the jaw snaps shut in front of him, casting him in darkness before the tongue pushes him back with a gulp, shoving him into that powerful tube beyond. THe poor zebra is squeezed mercilously through the throat, making a small bulge in the throat, before disapearing. He's carried in a mass of liquid all the while, unable to breath until he spills out to the foul stomach beyond. The powerful scent of bile hits him almost instantly as he plunges down into the mess of chewed up lettuce as it slowly digests int he dragon's mighty stomach. The zebra lets out a cry for help, desperately wanting escape, but certainly none would come at htis point.

00:11 Vesper Wipes a thumb across the corner of his mouth, having gotten a little dribble form soda and drool when he took his tasty pony shot. Gut receiving a nice pat to send a belch back up, finalizing Ruzeth's fate. The Zebra might have been able to delay his fate had he tried sooner but now there was no going back, no hope for escape, he'd been reduced to nothing but mere food, worse, an addition to a short drink!

00:16 Ruzeth grunts and pounds against the sides of the stomach as he begins to feel a tingling upon his coat, calling out for help, though the stomach ahs other plans. It squeezes him down into the the mess of slimy leaves, burying him in the mass and making it difficult for him to breath. WOrse still, the pony realizes he cant hear the cries of the others that had come before him. Had they already passed on? A little whimper escapes his lips.

00:21 Vesper Leans back a bit, patting and rubbing his gut while it contracts around it's contents. When most of the chamber was full of the tingly gastric juices Ruzeth could barely keep his head above water sort to speak, a skull of one of the equine Vesper ate minutes ago floating to the top inches from the zebra to bob a bit and swirl before it sank back down. Certainly spelling a swift end to the striped drink flavoring micro as the chamber slowly fulled to the top.

00:29 Ruzeth gasps as he bumps against whit is most certanly a skull before it diesapears down into the muck that surrouned him. The adic sting was growing a little more intense as the hot juices rise around him, slowly stripping his fur from his body.He gives out one final shriek of fear before the hot juices rise up over his head.

00:29 < Ruzeth> The liquid gets up his nose and in his mouth, making the zebra gag, before finally he's forced to take a breath, passing out to digest away into nothingness inside the dragon's hot stomach.

00:30 < Vesper> *Urp*~

00:31 < Vesper> Mmmm delicious Zebra~ <3

00:32 < Ruzeth> (Mind writing somethign about finishing off the others and then forgetting about them? :P)