Failing the Riddle of the Sphinx

28 July 2018

00:43 < Somnambulan Sphinx> They really are... It's why I prefer pony....

00:44 < Flick Transition> chicken is off the menu

00:45 < Skull Grunt James> But, I already cooked my chicken breasts for dinner.

00:45 < Gyro Feather> Good, stay away from us gryphs!

00:46 < Somnambulan Sphinx> Although.....

00:46 < Somnambulan Sphinx> Gryphons make a great occasional treat....

00:47 Gyro Feather pushes FLick at the sphynx. "Here, sate youself with that. Just keep those eyes off of me."

00:49 Flick Transition gasp

00:50 < Valor Chaser III> All those feathers though

00:50 Somnambulan Sphinx grins and leans down, licking her large teeth, "Now don't you two worry. I have room for both of you..." She purred.

00:51 Flick Transition goes behind Gyro as he shakes a bit. "Look what you did, you put us on the menu!"

00:52 Gyro Feather gulps as he finds himself looking up at the sphinx, with the other gryphon now cowering behind him. He then retreats and hides behind flick. "I think he's first though."

00:55 Somnambulan Sphinx brings a gentle paw around, scooting them closer toward her massive jaws. "I'll tell you what. I'll give you a riddle.... Whoever answers it correctly gets to go free. Who ever doesn't..." She didn't finish, instead she simply grinned wickedly and licked her jaws one more time, letting her hot humid breath wash over them both. "Deal?"

00:56 < Skull Grunt James> 42!

00:57 Flick Transition chirps as he knows he can't run, scared as he knows as he isn't good at riddles. "I-I guess I could try my best." He says as he stares at her wide maw, knowingly that is going to be where he will be if he doesn't guess correctly.

00:58 Gyro Feather looks up at the large creature and gulps in fear. He nods his head a couple times, though his feathers lay flat, showing that he's certainly not confident in his ability to answer the sphinx's question, especially given that the meaty smell on her breath hints at the fact tht very few travels really answer this properly. "I...Suppose we have no choice...what if we refuse to play?"

00:58 < Valor Chaser III> [sub]Fog![/sub]

00:58 < Valor Chaser III> [sub]The shadow![/sub]

00:59 < Valor Chaser III> [sub]A Man![/sub]

00:59 < Skull Grunt James> What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets!

01:00 < Blacktail Lucario> [sub]But enough talk, have at you![/sub]

01:06 Somnambulan Sphinx smiles, "Good question.... If you refuse to play then I won't eat them..." She grinned as the paw suddenly laid on top of them pinning them both under it's weight, before settling even more and more weight on them, threatening to crush them. "But I won't let them go either....." She said coldly.

She eyed them both with sharp predatory and hungry eyes before nodding, confident they got the message. As she stood back up, a powerful and ancient magic slowly wrapped around them, weighing the legs down immensely and effectively rooting them helplessly to the ground before the Sphinx.

"Now then...." She leaned down, "You saw me where I never was and where I could not be." She paused, looking from one gryphon to the next before continuing. "And yet within that place, My face you often see. What Am I?"

01:13 Flick Transition feels the impact of the massive paw being placed all over their bodies, helplessly struggling but can't move "A-alright alright!" Her paw is moved as the magic wrapped around their bodies and they stood back up, Flick infront of Gyro as he is now hiding behind him. Flick realizes his feet can't move! 'H-hey I can't move my feet!' He thinks to himself.

He watches the Sphinx grin at them both as she shares her riddle. "That sounds like an edited picture. Could it be a photograph?" Flick tries and takes a guess, thinking it may be that, but he stresses himself thinking it could be something else. He shakes nervously.

01:14 Gyro Feather scrunches up his beak as he thinks long and hard about the answer. After about a minute a look of insight dawns across his face. With a grin on his beak he meets the sphinx in the eye and says, "Its obvious, its a river, The water's always moving so you never really see it, and its got a head!" he says excitedly.

01:25 Somnambulan Sphinx 's sadistic grin and purr of delight was all they needed to see to know they were wrong. "It's actually a Reflection...." She smiled. She grinned and then leaned down and since Flick was closest, he got it first. Her huge slimy tongue pressed against his body as her paw shifted, pinning Gryo under it's musky, sweaty fur for safe keeping. Focusing on Flick, she dragged her tongue over his body again, this time place much more force into it. Sharp cat-like barbs clawed at his feathers as the entire muscle shattered her spell, and lifted him up off the ground, only to let him fall to the ground as it retreated back into her maw to savor his flavors. It was even peppered with a few loose feather's her barbs had torn free.

"Absolutely delightful...." She purred, lifting her other paw and suddenly pinning him under it as well. "I forgot how much Flavor your little feathers hold...." She teased. Turning her attention to Gryo now, she grinned as her paw began to slide him roughly across the ground toward her parting maw.

01:32 Flick Transition lets out a gulp as that large paw pressing back toward Gyro, keeping him down once more. He feels her licks going all over his body as he is drenched with in her drool, two slurps as the second only leans him back more, he would fall back if he havent been pinned down with that spell of hers. The slurp felt pleasant ironically, soft like a cat but it was not a good sign seemingly he lost the deal and how strong her tongue was, he lost a bit of his feathers from his wings. He feels the spell going away as he is lifted off from the ground "gasp!" He feels her thing slurping him toward her mouth as he feels her maw closing around him.

01:33 Gyro Feather feels his blood run cold as the sphinx declares the both of their answers as incorect, and then gulps. He attempts to lift his legs, to spread his wings, anything, but instead the paw presses down on him, forcing him to tumble to the ground, with his beak caugh tup between one of her musky toes. From his vantage point, he couldnt see what exactly was happening to his companion, but he had a feeling that wasnt any good. "W-wait! Surely you're uspposed to give us best two out of three, right?" He asks, a begging tone in his voice.

When her attention turns back to him, question unanswered, he gives another squawk, while th dirt grabs painfully at his wings and feathers, plucking several of them as he's brought to rest directly before her. Up into that dark slippery gullet, he could see flesh quivering and hot saliva dripping down towards him.

01:48 Somnambulan Sphinx ignores Gryo completely. She didn't give 'do overs' and she most certainly didn't show mercy. That is how she starved. No the predatory snickered, amused by his begging as the clawed paw tightened around him, pinning a limb or two and a wing in between her powerful toes. She smiled and dangled the little gryphon for a moment before she slid her long slimy tongue out of her maw again. Thick drool slid over it's surface, running down the bottom of it until it formed long strings that dripped off the surface, and then splattered over Flick's head far below, still pinned to the ground beneath her paws.

Without wasting a beat, she curled the hot and slimy muscle around her prey's body, squishing his unpinned wing, head, and his other limbs between it's folds, holding him like that as she tilted her head back and guided him over her teeth. Luckily for them, she preferred live prey, and rarely actually used her teeth. Closing him in, she immediately began assaulting him with it's rough surface. Sharp barbs dug at his fur and scratched skin raw, while at the same time it caught on feathers and tore them free, whether old and loose, or new and secure. Occasionally it even caught a wing, and forcibly stretched and unfolded it as she pinned him in various places of her maw, usually against the hard sides of her sharp teeth.

Not to leave her other prey to watch and wonder, she decided to tenderize him a bit. Her powerful toes flexed over Flick's body, grinding him into the ground as she massaged her paw on his body. Every so often she'd even pin his beak between her toes, forcing him to filter his precious oxygen between her sweaty toes, before once again, smoshing him into the ground,to let her paws form around him once more.

01:58 Gyro Feather yelps and flails his wings as he's dragged benat the ground, and then lifts him up into the air with her digits. He feels the wing she's grasped on to give a series of soft cracks, followed by the bird shouting in pain, tears begining to form at the edge of his eyes. Yet the sphinx continued to hold him as she did, dangling by a broken wing while the slimy muscle of the tongue smears its hot gel all over his body, all the while sucking off the fruity flavors that made up his preening oils. HIs one free claw bats at the tongue, trying to push it away, Its no use however, and soon he's encircled entirely. The smelly stale scent of her former preys assaults his nares, while her drool leaves him practically sweating with its heat as he's drawn into the maw. Little pricks of blood form on his flesh wehre feathers are grappled by the barbed tongue and pulled free. Regardless, he fights, attempting to force himself from teh cage of her teeth. "N-no! Let me go!"

02:03 Flick Transition meeps as it rains drool all over him, the saliva coating his body even more as it is more thick as he stood toward the ground. He watches Gyro being smothered up with her maw as she toys with him a bit as he watches him being messed up in her mouth. Flick shivers in fear as he feels the paws pressing him back and he is trapped toward the ground, feeling his beak being pressed between her feet as she smothers his face in as well. He only got to see so little from what was going on with Gyro as his sight is all darken'd. Now he can't see anything but dark red, blocking out all light as he could only hear Gyro plead and beg for mercy. Not seeing makes it more scary than seeing, the imaging going on in Flick's head seems worst, but he isn't off on what he is hearing. Her massive toes move him around as he is massaged a bit, feels nice as they are at the right force, but he can't help but fear from what is happening. He is losing his breath as he is forced to inhale her musk, so much of it going through his head as he can't breath anything else!

02:15 Somnambulan Sphinx was used to prey fighting back, it's what she liked most about live prey. The delightful squirms that he made in her hot mare just made the bird sweat, which drew out more of his delightful natural flavors. Combined with the little dollops of blood, the predator was absolutely drooling. A huge pool of thick saliva and ripped away feather had since collected in her maw, forcing her to need to swallow. Pinning her other meal down under her pad, she tilted her head back and then using her powerful tongue, she flattened the bird over her palette, letting the thick saliva drain from around him toward her gullet, and in a single deafening [i]GLK,[/i] she washed it all down her throat, leaving the bird to be next in due time.

Finally lifting her paw from Flick she grinned down at him from above. Her massive headress and body casting him into cool shadow as it gazed hungrily down at him. Slowly her maw began to part, letting light pour into her muzzle so he could see Gyro inside. His week was bent at a horrible angle, likely leaving him in a state of shock. Entire patches of fethers were missing and the skin beneath hem had been scratched raw to a light red color.

As if allowing him one chance to save his friend, she lowered his muzzle to the ground, presenting it to him. She couldn't help but grin as it parted widely, more than enough to climb inside and drag the bird out. But as the tongue began to lift, steadily letting the beaten bird slide toward her gullet, she made it clear it was only one chance...

02:25 Flick Transition lets out some gasp of air as he is struggling, wiggling heavily as he needs oxygen. He finally feels her paw moving away from Flick's body as he lets out a burst of his chest puffing back out to get all the clean air as he can. He exhales as he pants heavily as he looks up to see that silhouette of little peaks of light casting behind the figure. He could see feathers around her lip as she shows off her maw as he sees Gyro all hurt and ripped up! Flick watches her chin land toward the ground as she seems to be offering to let him get him out. Flick looks at her eyes as she seems very untrustworthy where he doesn't know if it is just a trap for him to feed herself to her. He is silent as he doesn't say anything as he stood up from his feet as he looks at Gyro, it seems he can still live, but it will take weeks for him to get back to himself. Flick is still catching his breath as he gulps as he looks at her inviting mouth, he will be bad if he walks away and that is the end of it. Flick takes a step inside, crawling over her lip as he goes toward Gyro as he starts to yank him doing his best not to hurt him more.

02:27 Gyro Feather fights as hard as he can in the mouth, though already he finds he's starting to begin to wear out. Each breath he takes feels heavy in his lungs, filled with the stench of the sphinxes breath and the used air and his muscles ache and feel bruised, not to mention all the woulnds that have opened up on his body. It's clear that the gryphon has seen his better days, and is fully at the mercy of teh creature now. WHen the tongue presses him up against the roof of the mouth, he feels the rest of his air forced from his lungs. He can hardly breath now, even as she lowers him down, with the tongue still keeping him well sealed in his spot. "H-help me..." he mumbles out, looking down at FLick with desperation in his eyes.

As flick steps inside, the bird breaths out a sigh and reaches his free talon towards him. He locks the claw around that of the other's and goes slack, waiting for him to be pulled out.

02:40 < Somnambulan Sphinx> The Sphinx, now having her other meal in her maw now grins even wider. Sharp teeth suddenly dig into his back and belly as the maw closes, a silent warning to watch as she swallowed his friend alive. Although she doesn't draw blood, and the tip of her tongue was supporting his weight, all it would take was a single bit to rip him in two. Tilting her head back, she once again lets the light of the sun pour into her maw as the tongue lifts one last time, breaking their grasp on one another and letting the hurt, and defeated bird slide helpless across her tongue.

Powerful acrid breath, rushes up her throat to greet him as her tongue presses him against her throat. In a single motion, powerful crushing muscles close all around Gryo, pilling him across the tongue, leaving Flick completely helpless but to watch as Gryo's hind paws were pulled further and further out of reach, until they disappeared completely in the same familiar [i]'GLK[/i]' he'd heard before.

As if to mock him, the Sphinx soon begin to chuckle to herself, laughing at the sad attempt to save his friend from the predator. Loosening her teeth so that he practically fell and landed on her tongue, she reminded him though that he'd see him again.... Whether he wanted to or not....

02:49 Gyro Feather holds on tightly to the other gyrphon's paws, even as he feels the tongue release him and tilt backwards. His grip ahs been weakened from the assault on his body in the maw though, and combined with the slimy coating he's received, the claws falter and slip away. He watches as the dark back of the maw grows ever closer towards his face, until it practically grips upon him. Then he shudders in fear as the tongue rises up and casts him into darkness. The throat sucks him hin, and in a quick motion he's drawn down towards the stomach of the sphinx.

Landing in there moments later, his nose is instantly assaulted with teh acrid bitter scent of meals long past thier due date. The liquid itself feels oily around him, and already tingles across his body, while the stinging appears in his open cuts. Each breath he takes in there is agony as it stings at his mucous membranes.

02:54 Flick Transition yelps as he feels her teeth pressing toward his back, he struggles as lets go briefly as he talons are pressing toward her tongue. He helplessly squirms around as he tries to grab Gyro again, but it seems that he is sliding back as Flick is too far to reach! More light is hitting Gyro as Flick could see her throat being lite up as he could see how deep she goes. Flick shuffles around in panic as he tries to save him, eager to try to break free! Her teeth keep him close like a boulder is crushing him, only a sharp point is holding him by threat as it would stab him if he slips in. Flick sweats eagerly as her breath is making it hot for him to handle, he can't think clearly. He watches his hindpaws fade in the dark as she lowers her head back as she lets go of him from her grip. Flick hears him dropping in the 'GLK' noise must be a sign that there is a bottom! He scampers away from her loosing grip as Flick is eager to try to save Gyro from merging into the acids. He edges from her throat as he kicks his hindlegs from her tongue to leap down her throat to meet with Gyro. But that is what Flick hoped, as he splashes down in the acids as it burns his wings.