A Gryphon Meal Delivery

9 February 2017

16:48 GyroTech nibbles on his horse

16:49 < Dusk_SunRich> Horse?

16:49 < GyroTech> you :P

16:50 < GyroTech> your horse

16:50 < Dusk_SunRich> Eeeep~

16:50 < Dusk_SunRich> Dusk~

16:51 GyroTech pokes him again, to see if he can say more than Dusk, or if he's the equivalent of a pokemon.

16:51 < Dusk_SunRich> Ayyyy! Stop with the pokes, you silly!

16:52 < GyroTech> Nevah!

16:52 Dusk_SunRich Snickers before he hugs the silly bird tight

16:53 GyroTech squawks as pulled into the tight hug. The bird flutters and shuffles his wings against the arms.

16:54 Dusk_SunRich purrs before he lies down, holding the cutie bird like a teddy~

16:54 GyroTech feels rather indignant about being treated like a large stuffed toy. The bird lets out a loud growl and pushes his beak aganst the other's chest.

16:55 Dusk_SunRich smirks before he plants a kiss on that floofy head* Come on, just relaaaax! Unless you wanna relax elsewhere!

16:58 < Dusk_SunRich> ((Also, did you see my other Gryph OC?))

16:58 < Dusk_SunRich> https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/274421202540429313/279370437429952512/Dirge_Reference_Sheet.png

16:59 GyroTech wrinkles his face as he feels the lips push down upon his feathered head and shakes himself. "I'd rather relax comfy in my own bed."

16:59 < GyroTech> (oh ya that one! I did!)

16:59 Dusk_SunRich nods, before he licks over that beak.* "Well, I have a nice, wamr bed here for you~"

17:01 GyroTech shudders as he smells the warm stale breath that wafts over his face before a slathering of equally smelly drool is applied to his beak. The bird pulls his head away as far as he can and shakes his head. "Really, I insist, my bed is comfier."

17:02 Dusk_SunRich sighs before he finally loosens his grip* "Eeesh...alright, alright. At least Gyro would have let me..." He huffs before letting the bird go.

17:05 GyroTech grins as he manages to get free and then trots to teh side of Dusk before flopping over on the earth pony's back. "Mmmm nice and comfortable~" He purrs, closing his eyes as he lays there. His tail shfts back and forth, messing with Dusk's.

17:06 Dusk_SunRich stifles a giggle, happy to let this tired bird doze on top of him* He finally starts to sit back up, before slowly trotting and rocking the bird slightly* "You really are a silly bird...~"

17:11 GyroTech remains right on the edge of passing out as he lies there, and then as the body begins to rock him back and forth, teh gryphon finally devolves into steady snoring. He seemed to be a pretty heavy sleeper, leaving him at the mercy of teh other stallion.

17:13 Dusk_SunRich , Grinning impishly, waits a moment, gingerly shaking the Gryph to see if he wakes up. Satisfied that he was out cold, he gingely lies down, getting the silly bird off before...thinking a moment. How best to enjoy this snack~?* "Hmmm...I wonder what he tastes like?" *He reaches down to teasingly lick those pawsies, enjoying the soft, padded textures...

17:21 GyroTech kicks his paws gently in his sleep, as if he felt something tickling against them, but other than that, doesnt seem to stir. The bird seemed to be just as vain as he was as a stallion, as his fur contains flavorful hints of the scented oils he used. Today's seemed to be an earthy mix of spices. His paws themselves though have a bit of an earthy sweaty flavor to them, from having been used all morning.

17:22 < GyroTech> (I'd love to get gurgled by your new bird :P)

17:22 < Dusk_SunRich> ((Ahhh, well! I think I can make that happen!))

17:23 < GyroTech> (doesnt have to be this play if you dont want, but eventually :P)

17:24 Dusk_SunRich smirks at the flavor, but...it wasn't quite to his liking. But he did know another bird that would love to have this one for a snack! With a bit of a grunt, he hefts under the smaller Gryphon, carrying him easily as he heads off to find that other, bigger bird

17:26 GyroTech makes a soft noise as he's lifted back up onto the other's body and then stretches out his wings. One comes to rest up on top of the other's had, while the other curved around the stallion's rump, nearly reaching the ground. The bird's pretty tail plumage flicks softly in the breeze as he's dragged around town.

17:32 Dusk_SunRich , At last, was at this...rather rustic looking place, looked like it belonged to one of theose Gryphon mercenaries. As the connamon pony approaches, a head pops out the door, a larger, silvery head of a rather big Gryphon looking over the two oddly. But it wasn't long before the bird finally spoke up* "Heh...found me another snack? What's wrong with this one? Too bitter? Probably a vain bugger"

17:37 GyroTech , had he been awake would have resented that accusation of being so vain. He was merely a peacock and to make such an assumption on him based on his bird race was just petty! Though, truly such an accusation would have been perfectly warranted. The bird's feathers were not a touch out of place and his coat had a healthy sheen to it.

17:40 Dirge finally steps out the door, one of his arms...looks like it was missing. A bandaged stump, with only a stub left. Why this bird hadn't gotten a prothetic or a mechanical replacement, that's uncertain* "Well...he does look tasty enough! Don't you worry, I'll make sure that he's not leaving anytime soon!" *Before Dusk can say anything else, the Gryph picks up this peacock looking oddity by the scruff of his neck, eyeing him in a hungry, predatory fashion before walking on his paws back inside...

17:47 GyroTech blinks awake as the door slams, feeling an incredible uncomfortableness in his neck as all his weight hung by it. The bird brings his talons up to rub his eyes to wake himself up more. The ground seemed to be moving before him, but whith his neck held as such he couldnt turn his head to see what was going on. The bird lets out a soft squawk. "W-where am I? I dont recognise this place dusk, and set me down, I'm awake."

17:52 Dirge says, "Bah...you're awake, already? Good!" The big Gryphon smirks as he was already feeling quite ravenous, belly gurgling as he saunters over to the barrel of mead he had planned on having for the day. "Well, you're in my dining hall, colorful little bird! And if you want a name, just call me Dirge."

17:55 GyroTech feels a shiver run through his body as he's carried, feeling nervous now that he's no longer in the stallion's care. "W-what happened to Dusk?" The gryphon asks, holding still for the moment. He can hear the growling active belly behind him, a sign of times to come but he doesnt know it yet. "Well then...Dirge...am I some sort of guest for dinner then? I'm feeling a little hungry I suppose."

17:56 Dirge responds, "Hungry, huh? Well...I do like to make sure we're stuffed for dinner." Dirge pauses, as he thinks a moment. "And Dusk? Ahhh, he's probably out and about, by now. He's fine. Good friend, too! But aye! What would the scrawny bird like?"

18:02 GyroTech blinks in a bit of confusion at the Gryphons words. Surely he meant that dinner would leave then both stuffed? "well first I'd like to be set down please. And then well whatever you were going to have is fine. But if nothing is planned...i do rather like fish and nuts."

18:06 Dirge nods, "Fish? You're in luck, then! Got some smoked salmon, fresh from the smoker! Hah! You go ahead and stuff yourself, then! " He seemed...nice enough, if very gruff. Dirge finally sets down the bird, before striding to the pantry

18:09 GyroTech feels a little more at ease now as he's released back onto his own legs. The bird brings a talon up to rub at his sore neck. "Mmmm fresh smoked salmon? Sounds lovely~" He coos, setting down at the table. "I'd say I'm lucky, but what Gryphon doesn't find fish the dinner of choice."

18:18 Dirge calls back, "Hehe...you know what? I like the way you think!" It wasn't long before he limps on back, with a big platter of still warm, smoked fish. It wasn't fancy, but it was certainly a hearty meal!

18:25 GyroTech takes a long deep breath of the platter as its set out before him and offers up a trill of approval before grabbing one of the lemon wedges and squeezing it over a couple fillets. The bird picks up one of the salmon by the tail and lifts it up. One side gleamed with silvery scales while the other showed the flesh of a fish cut perfectly in half, with bones and everything. Gyro takes this into his beak, running his tongue all the way up the succulant flesh while the head prods at th eback of his throat. Letting it go, he lets the fin hang out for a moment while he savors the flavor, before finally swallowing loudly, sending the lump down his throat in a light bulge towards his crop. "Mmmmm~ These are smoked quite perfectly. You said you do these yourself?"

18:28 Dirge says, "Got plenty of time to get it right. Pretty easy to fish around here, where most of the ponies dont even touch the stuff. Pah! Their loss..." He frowns before plucking a succulent strip of oily fish, before plunking it into his beak. He swallows the strip with no effort, feeling it slide down his gullet. "Mnnnn...aye, that's the ticket. Help yourself, you look famished!"

18:35 GyroTech takes a couple more down in quick sucession, enjoying both the flavor of the fish and the texture and sensation of them flowing down his throat. The gryphon purrs his approval gently. "Yes, yes its true. I've seen some of the pegasus from areas that border our homeland that will have fish on occasion when no one is looking, but they have quite the stigma around it, dont they?" The gryphon merely shrugs his shoulders as he returns to his food, especially since it seems that the pile is near endless with as many were in this batch. He could feel his crop bulging out now, while fish begin to make their way down to his belly to fill that out.

18:41 Dirge grins, "Aye...but that just means more for us, aropund here! Besides, it takes a lot to keep me fit and strong!" He snickers before he gets up, sauntering on over to draw up a pitcher of mead. For a crippled Gryph, he sure seemed quite adept at moving about and getting things. "But what brings you out in pony lands? I mean, are you on a vacation, or what?" He seemed to eye up this smaller bird, as he chugs from the jug of mead...

18:44 GyroTech watches him move on over there, impressed with how he used his wings to hlep provide him balance despite his crippled leg. The gryphon freezes mid swallow as he hears the question, trying to remember his usual excuse. After a moment the gryphon shakes his head and smiles, "Nah I sort of just came here on my own, Was on one of the trading vessesl, and then ended up rooting down here to draw up repair work for the boats."

18:47 Dirge responds, "Huh...sailing's tough work, actually. Not bad." He then smirks before shoving a jug into the bird's talons. "Well, now! As for me, I've been lounging about here, enjoying my vacation for some time. I'd head back to my homelands, but...ehhh, they don't take kindly to me, not anymore." He shrugs back, before finishing off his own jug of mead, washing down any fish bits in his crop...

18:50 GyroTech takes the jug happily and draws it up to his beak. He closes his eyes and lets the warm liquid drizzle down to his tongue, bringing with it a sound of enjoyment. He follows that up with a couple more fish, steadily helping himself to the meal. "Hmmm well as I said, I stopped doing that years ago. Engineering now. But ya, I imagine they wouldnt. Gryphon's have quite the stigma for cripples..." he says with a frown, almost likehe was apart from them.

18:52 Dirge sighs, "Bah...it's a shame, really! I can still take down even the tougher guards around the Jarls, if I had a mind to! Still as strong as I used to be, even stronger! And that much more cunning..." He growls under his breath, before eyeing over the bird. "So...feeling full, you colored one? Really, you're more like a pony than anything. What with the colors, the way you tal;k..."

18:56 GyroTech clenches his beak under the accusation and shivers. He nods his head, though steals one more fish afterwards. His crop and stomach are both bulging with flesh though still about half the pile remains on the plate. The gryphon takes another swig of his drink, as if to delay answering. "A pony...heh tahts funny...No I just won the genetic lottery you know, not everypon--one can be born as pretty as a peacock. And I think that's just from living here too long."

18:58 Dirge brings a beak up in contimplation. "Mnnn...well, that's odd. You're eating like a pony, too. That plate isn't even close to finished, yet!" Dirge smiles knowingly, eyes narrowing at the poor peacock of a bird. It looked more like one of those enchanted ponies, or maybe....nah, probably just some magic went wrong. "Come, eat! You said this was good!"

19:01 GyroTech snort at that and rolls his eyes while flicking his tail. "You havnt eaten that much either. I've eaten more than half of what's left that plate, and I'm smaller than you," the little bird responds, bristling his fur. Still, spurred on, the gryphon manages to force a couple more fish down his throat, though he's stuffed so full, they seem to linger as bulges in his gullet.

19:02 < GyroTech> (Of course there's another hole one couls stuff too :P)

19:02 < Dusk_SunRich> (Yeah, not this time)

19:02 < GyroTech> (sure ^^ :P)

19:04 Dirge snorts back, but he then raises his glass. "Pah! You want me to eat, huh? Fine! I'll show you how much I can eat!" He was satisfied with how stuffed this poor bird was, making him feel quite hungry again as he licks his beak. "Mmmm...let's see! I bet I can eat everything left around this table, aye? What say you to that?"

19:08 GyroTech laughs at that and then shrugs his shoulders. "Well you are bigger than me, and I did eat abotu a third. You probably can," he says, swishing his tail back and forth. "But go ahead then." The gryphon brings his claw down to rub at his bulging belly, feeling it writhe with the movements of his stomach within.

19:11 Dirge laughs, "Hah! Well, thank you!" Dirge then gets up from the table, siezing this opportunity of distraction as this dumb bird was busy tending to his own, full gut! He pounces immediately on top of the bird, already stuffing that fluffy head past his beak, gulping with a vicious passion as he works down those shoulders. Ohhh, that taste of salmon was still fresh on his stale, hot breath, mingled with mead as he does his best to win that bet, although not what this bird was expecting...

19:15 GyroTech looks up as the other ponuces only in time to see the pink flesh beyind the beak rushing towards him. His feathers break a couple strands of goopy saliva as they slide up around him, quickly plunging him into darkness and obscuring his vission. Hot sticky saliva clings to his feathers matting them down and puling off his earthy flavors while the oil from the fish tainted bits othem. The gryphon begins to squirm as the first gulp draws his head into the hot tunnel, working to pull him down lower and sealing hi s beak shut as he fights to get free.

19:18 Dirge lets out a pleased growl, savoring that earty flavoring as he felt that head poke into his msty crop, still filled with fish and mead. He clamps down with his beak, mussing up those pristine feathers as he uses his one talon to grab into the big, tushy plot. Using that as leverage, he shoves poor Gyro deeper down his throat, those thick, slick walls clenching over his dinner none too kindly as he savors this bloated bird.

19:27 GyroTech feels the vibration of the gryphon's throat around him as he growls, briefly drowning out the thumping heart and gurgling stomach ahead. He feels his shoulders pushed in while he squirms, forcing his talons to his sides as the beak works deeper down around him. The gryphon finally feels the pressure on his beak disapear as his head pushes into teh crop, causing the bird to call out, "Spit me out! What are you doing!?" And yet, despite his calls and his motions he pulls deeper still. Just before the last of his pink feathers disapear into the greedy beak, he feels the beak come down and hold him there, while he's simultaneously groped. In the crop, the smell of the salmon was almost enough to overwhelm the stale acrid scent that lingered in there.

19:32 Dirge , At last, seemed to enjoy this sensation long enough, letting go with his beak before shoving him deeper. Thankfully, that meant that Gyro was being pushed ast that nasty smelling crop, but to his horror, he was going even deeper down that ravenous gullet! His loud, still roomy stomach growls ahead, making gurgling sounds as Dirge works his beak about that plump, nearly bursting gut from his snack. He really liked the softness, that...filling! He slurps over it greedily, as he slowly sits up to heft this small treat over his head...

19:40 GyroTech squawks as he feels himself released and shoved a little deeper, and in the process ends up with another fish in his beak and a little more mead in his throat. THe birst shuffles around, pushign his wings against the powerful throat walls as he sinks down to his belly between the sharp ridges. THe gryphon's beak enters the tunnel beyond, blasting him with another set of more foul scents that make the bird gag. Soon enough his fighting body pushes up against the entrance to the stomach when he's hefted upwards. His hind paws kick wildly, but with the pressur ebefore him, that ring would certainly open soon.

19:43 Dirge savors the softness of that belly, growling as he loosens his beak up as best he can, letting that savory meal slide down his gullet, those thick hips giving him some trouble. Frustrated, his talon shoves into the thick plot, cramming poor Gyro in deeper as he felt...ahhh! His belly finally starts to bulge, as Gyro pushes past that fleshy ring, spilling into that smelly, but roomy chamber. He felt those hips work into his crop, as he felt hius beak working ver those hind legs, talon idly ticking over a paw. Hmmm...yeah, that was waaay too soft for a Gryph...

19:50 GyroTech winces as he feels the sharp talon pushing into his toned rump, forcing his face up against the slimy sphincter before him, and then, in a moment that opens up, accepting his head into the foul chamber beyond. THe stench of bile mixes with the succulant smell of fish and mead leaving a fetid air that made the gryphon gag. As he slides in deeper he can feel inside already half digested fish which seems to break almost like jelly into his feathers. His body drags a little of the crop fish in with him as his hips slide in, leaving just teh sensitive paws. Gyro begins to squrim even harder now, making muffled laughs from the tongue that tickles his feet, while his feathered tail hangs out just outside the beak.

19:54 Dirge savors the tasty paws, nibbling on them idly as he suckles on their earthy flavor. Before long, he swallows them down as well, sending the body of this odd peacock of a bird into his gut. That tail still twitching outside his beak, he slurps it up slowly, now able to enjoy a drink with what little is left of this snack. He takes the unfinished pitcher from the table, chugging it as best he can, to wash down the last parts of Gyro, already fiulling that cramped belly...

19:58 GyroTech feels himself begin to curl up as the paws are gulped in a mighty swallow. The stomach seems eager to accept him too as peristalic motion draws him in with a mighty clench while his tail recedes. Then, the rush of gulping from above draws his tail in too, obscuring from sight all of the poor gryphon. His body slowly slides into the chamber, causing it to bulge with his form while his talons push out upon the slick flesh. Around him he could hear the thumping of the heart and gurgling squelchign of a stomach that surely intended to treat him just like any other piece of meat. "Y-you cant do this! Let me out!"

20:01 Dirge shakes his head. "Mmmm...what? Let you out? But we made a bet!" Dirge lets out a heavy, satisfied belch, sucking out the little air in that gut as he pats it roughly. "Besides, I said I could, and I DID! Now..." He eyes the rest of that platter, talon reaching out to take the whole thing! He tilts it in front of his beak, letting the food slide down into his beak, swalloing it without much effort, as the fish plummets down into his crop. "Ahhhh...better than that last pony I had, she was much too dainty! Not that you were much better!"

20:05 GyroTech lets out a cry of despair as he feels his paws and tail slip on past the ring of his stomach. He knew from his own experiences that once past the crop nothing was coming back up until it was damn well time. The bird still kicks his hind legs out as the gryphon lets out a massive belch, causing the bulges in his gut to shift and wiggle. He tries to respond, but all his words just come out as burbles, since without the air he was left submerged in the tingling stomach juices. Gyro continues to struggle as his lungs burn with need.

20:08 Dirge chuckles. "See? That's everything ariund the table! Hehe...don't you worry, I'll let you out...after I nap!" He smirks as he pats his churning gut, feeling his meal wiggle about. He then waddles as best he can to his bedroom, before flumping into the warm bed, squishing his meal uncomfortably...

20:12 GyroTech fights as hard as he can in the squishy chamber while it moves and sloshes him about. He's able to breath the air he let out for a couple breaths anyways, but it leaves him rather light headed. The gryphon grunts as he's squished down against the matress, making it all the more difficult to fight inside of him. He certainly wouldnt last much longer like this while his feathers continued to tingle.

20:15 Dirge yawns widely as he stretches out on the bed, feeling his belly wobble and squirm. He smirks as he watches the paws and talons poke at his gut, making it stretch as he pokes back. He then closes his eyes, feeling drowsy from bring so full as he drifts off, enjoying the big meal that was Ajay starting to break down...

20:26 GyroTech fights as long as he can while the stomach churns around him mercilously, but there's only so far he can go. Already he's shedding feathers and fur, as he grows more and more lightheaded deep inside. The last thing the gryphon hears is the sound of the gryphon begining to snore. Then he cant hold it any longer as his lungs starve for air, The gryphon takes one final gasp, but this time of the tingling chyme, thick with half digested fish. He tastes the foul fishy bile for only a moment before the gryphon passes out, left there to be broken down like the rest of the fish.

20:48 < GyroTech> (boop?~

21:00 < Dusk_SunRich> (That won't be a problem. Sorry, at the store right now

21:03 < GyroTech> (ahh cool ^^

21:27 Dirge slept for a while. It took some time as his big, bulging gut slowly churns and gurgles that thick, oily meal into something he can use. His belly starts to recede, as the bird is broken down, first with the flesh, then bits of fur dissolving. Dirge slept peacefully, enjoying that big, hefty meal, adding a nice layer of pudge to his whole body, if only a tiny bit. Certainly enough to keep warm in the coming fall. At last, he wakes up, feeling a familiar sensation that...ahhh, yes! His gut still had remnants of Gyro, in the form of an annoying pellet! GyroTech had largely disapeared into that belly as he dissolved throughout the evening, though as the thick fatty and protien filled chyme moved along, the gizzard caught the rest of the indigestibel remains. While the smallest bones had dissolved, the larger ones, all his fur, and feathers, along with some harder fish bones and scales got trapped in the muscular sack beyond. THat mass is largely colored a mixture of pinkish purple and blue from the gryphon whith dots of bones sticking free from the surface. By the time Dirge woke up, the bulge had been compacted to a football shape about a quarter the size the bird had been initially, and had been moved to the greedy bird's crop. There the lump could be seen, bulging out right above his chest, a mass waiting for release.

21:41 Dirge grumbles as he finally hefts himself up, feeling the lump in his crop. Eeesh...this meal was a bit smaller than he had hoped, but at least it was tasty! He heads on over to another room, where he had...a small collection of similar pellets, though it seemed to be more for keeping it away from prying eyes than a trophy room. He presses his talon onto the lump, opening his beak wide as he tries to hack up this wasteful pellet! The feeling of fur, feathers and bones made himcough a bit more, the slick fluids in his crop keeping it lubricated as he eventually deposits it onto the table, still glistening and moist. GyroTech 's remains hit the surface of teh table with a loud splat, throwing bits of saliva and other slime out in all directions a couple of inches while the scent of bile, fish, and stale saliva waft up from the lump. A bit of steam comes up off the top as its thrust into a much drier atmosphere while gool oozes down off of the mass. Thirty to fourty fish skulls seemed to decorate the surface of the pellet, dotting the pink feathered mass while bits of blue fur and much larger feathers interweaved with it all like some grim artwork. The skull of the gryphon poked free from the edge, with half of his beak showing, while a bright white skull, eyes filled with fur and bone stares out. Many other bones of teh bird are on full display, though certainly many more remain burried in the large round ball.

21:50 < Dusk_SunRich> (And...scene?)

21:51 < GyroTech> (one more post maybe? putting it away, or leaving it be and going off to do something else, forgetting abotu the bird? :D)

21:53 Dirge huffs as he looks over the rather disgusting looking pellet. Sure, the feathers and skulls made it...rather macabre, to his liking, but the smell was rather annoying, even for the seasoned merc. He takes the still wet pellet, tossing it to the fire, to let it both dry out the smell and to burn the bloody thing. The oils made it easy for the thing to be disposed of, though the bones will still be an issue. He then yawns widely again, heading out the dopor. Today...he had some fletching to do! Some guards need more arrows...

21:53 < GyroTech> ~

21:54 < GyroTech> (that was super fun :D I hope you enjoyed too!

21:54 < Dusk_SunRich> (Indeed. I might not be into the pellet thing, but it was fun! Hope you liked it)

21:55 < GyroTech> (Very much so! I hope it wasnt as bad as the one time I made you do scat for me :P)

21:55 < Dusk_SunRich> (It's fiiine!)

21:57 < GyroTech> (Are you saying youd still do that for me too? :P (I wouldnt force that on you :B)

21:58 < Dusk_SunRich> (Hey, I'm for trying new things. I didn't mind the pellet thing. Scat...not so much, but this was pretty fun!)

21:58 < GyroTech> (heh alright ^^

21:59 < GyroTech> (This is the first time we've actually managed to /finish/ a play in over a year I think :P

22:10 < Dusk_SunRich> (Hah!)