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   BIRDING IN THE PARK
   This is the roleplay where Fe'ath tries to get Leonard eaten by a
  dragon, but things do not turn out the way she planned.
   Players:
   * prey1: [1]Fe'ath - Anthro owl
  * pred1: [2]Snakenard - Feral Snake
  * other: [3]Leonard - Ordinary human
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   21:26:41 :Leonard hoots at Fe
   21:27:18 :Fe'ath cheeps back at Leonard, and quietly chuckles.
   21:28:51 :Leonard looks in his bird book, but is baffled at Fe'aths
  appearance and can't find her in his book.
   21:29:51 :Fe'ath chucklecheeps some more, preens smugly and is glad to
  leave people mystified about herself. She then chirps at Leonard, "So
  you gone and stuffed your head down any snake holes yet?"
   21:39:14 :Leonard says "No, I haven't tried that."
   21:40:36 :Fe'ath nods and hmms "Maybe you need to try it, it gives
  some good insight on bird-identification!"
   21:45:08 :Leonard finds a snake hole. As he approaches the hole, some
  dirt falls into it.
   21:49:42 :Fe'ath does her best to try and push Leonard in the hole and
  then runs off giggling.
   21:50:29 :Snakenard emerges from his home and says,"Why have you
  dissssturbed my rest?"
   21:52:08 :Leonard replies,"You see, that owl over there says, I should
  stuff my head down a snake hole"
   21:54:39 :Fe'ath merely sniggers from her spot on a bench now she'd
  had her bit of fun.
   21:55:07 :Snakenard Looks towards Fe'ath, who Leonard is pointing at
  and says,"Are you the reason that I was disturbed?"
   21:58:01 :Fe'ath sticks her tongue out at Snakenard and merely laughs.
  "Hardly. He chose the hole, so blame him! I was just looking for some
  amusement ..."
   21:59:19 :Snakenard says,"So your amusement is the torment of others?"
   22:01:58 :Fe'ath sniggers some more and wiggles her fingers in a merry
  and slightly cheeky wave of sorts. "Well, something along those lines
  yes. It was sort of hoping that he'd get all eaten up though, for my
  amusement."
   22:03:51 :Snakenard starts to move farther out of his hole and says,
  "Well, he looks a bit too big to get my jaws around."
   22:08:01 Fe'ath: "Nonsense!" Fe'ath replies. "Or ... well. You can
  still get your coils about him? Maybe you need to give him a gooooood
  nice tight squeeze, make him turn red in the face ... and then blue!"
   22:10:54 :Snakenard slides still farther out of his hole and says, I
  don't think that will be worth my time, but There is something around
  here that I should be able to consume."
   22:12:43 :Fe'ath ponders that and cheeps "Well, I've no objection to
  you catching a few rats ... or even a pigeon or two. Almost as amusing
  I suppose but ... what of the human? Can't you think of something to
  stuff him into, perhaps?"
   22:16:40 :Snakenard wraps himself around Leonard's ankles and says to
  Fe'ath,"Can you come over here and show me what I should do with him?"
   22:18:46 :Fe'ath headtilts and ponders. "Can't you think of
  something?" she asks, although slips off her bench and hops on over
  anyhow. "Could just feed him to a hungry horny dragon?"
   22:24:13 :Snakenard says,"If I were to tempt a dragon for a meal, I
  should have something to advertise. Can you come here and point at
  which part of the human would please a dragon most?"
   22:25:08 :Leonard is starting to get worried, but it's hard to move
  with a snake around your legs.
   22:26:54 :Fe'ath sniggers at Leonard, although then cheeps "Well, the
  whole thing works pretty much" she explains, gesturing with a wing to
  the whole of Leonard. "Although I suppose ..." She pokes a wingtip at
  Leonard's belly. "The liver is supposed to be pretty good."
   22:29:45 :Snakenard grabs at Fe'aths wing-hand with his teeth as she
  points at Leonard's belly.
   22:31:13 Fe'ath: That grab at her winghand produces a fair yelp from
  Fe'ath, and a flapping flail with her other wing at the snake,"Oww,
  your teeth are sharp!" and tries to shake the snake off her hand.
  "Damn it, what was that for?"
   22:36:18 :Snakenard holds on tight as the owl attempts to shake him
  off. He then unwraps himself from Leonard's feet and puts a single
  coil around Fe'ath. In response to the Owls query, Snakenard mumbles,
  "I uus ookng ooo oood".
   22:38:17 :Fe'ath shakeshakes her winghand even more, a little more
  agitated as a coil slips around her, trying to skip-jump over it as
  well as shake her hand loose from the bite-hold! "Oww, let go of my
  hand already ...!" she hoots, cutting herself on the teeth. "You deal
  with the human, I was just giving advice ...!"
   22:44:28 :Snakenard starts to think that his disturbance from rest,
  might not be such a bad thing after all. He can taste the owl's blood
  in his mouth, enjoying the flavor causes him to drool. With a large
  part of himself still on the ground, Snakenard starts to pull the owl
  back and forth in at attempt to get her off balance.
   22:45:06 Leonard: now released Leonard decides to run off.
   22:48:09 Fe'ath: Shaking her head and yelping at the sawing of the
  teeth against her hand with the movement of Snakenard's, Fe'ath cheeps
  "Let GO! damn it," and wriggles her fingers about in the snake's
  mouth, whilst prying at the jaws with her other hand, feeling rather
  vulnerable as it was with not being able to spread her wings for
  balance. She uses the snake himself for support, whilst flaring her
  tailfeathers and digging the fingers of her free hand in at
  Snakenard's mouth to pry the jaws off her hand!
   22:54:31 :Snakenard licks Fe'aths fingers as they wiggle about in his
  mouth. After failing to knock Fe'ath to the ground he decides to just
  put a second coil of himself around Fe'ath. This is done with the
  intent to bind one or both of the owls wings.
   22:58:25 Fe'ath: There's increased difficulty and a measure of concern
  evident in Fe'aths attempts to free her trapped hand, wobbling about
  on her feet but at least partly steadied with the snake holding onto
  her. She hisses and cheeps "If you don't let go of my hand right now,
  I'm going to bite you too!" she warns, clicking her beak; blood was
  already staining a few of her feathers an orange and red color.
   20:57:25 :Snakenard continues to taste the blood that is oozing from
  the bite wounds inflected on Fe'ath. With two coils of himself around
  the owl, holding her wings, Snakenard ignores her ultimatum. Instead
  he tries to knock here off balance once again.
   20:59:41 Fe'ath: This time Fe'ath can scarcely avoid being toppled;
  one wing held already in the snakes mouth by her hand, the other
  pinned, she can't use them for balance. She falls over with a yelp, a
  squeal, struggling with valiant waving of her feet to get back to
  them, whilst coiled up.
   21:06:58 Snakenard: Once Snakenard has knocked his prey off balance he
  releases his bight. He then licks the owl getting a taste of cinnamon
  and coconut he says,"MMmmmm taste good."
   21:09:35 Fe'ath: Shakeshaking her head, at least having her wing
  released, she pounds that now-freed wing against one of the coils
  wrapped about her, trying to force Snakenard to loosen his grip enough
  for her to wriggle free; she was wriggling plenty as it was but it was
  with little forwards or backwards movement. "I'll bite you! I'll bite
  you to pieces!" Fe'ath threatens at the same time.
   21:19:16 Snakenard: With two coils of himself around the owl, it was
  not too hard to add a third coil and bind the one free wing. He then
  says,"You really a fighter for such a tasty bird", as he licks again
  leaving drool on her feathers.
   21:21:40 Fe'ath: "Nnnngh ... not ... tasty!" Fe'ath hoots, her voice
  sounding as strained as the effort she was putting into trying to
  budge those coils ... an effort that was notable for its lack of
  success. She ha trouble even twisting or turning about, leaving her
  with no other option but to try and find some spot on the snake that
  she might bite. "Going to fight and bite you to pieces now ...!"
   21:25:31 :Snakenard comments,"Lets see if this will settle you down a
  bit". The snake then starts to apply pressure to the owl.
   21:28:21 Fe'ath: Realizing perhaps what Snakenard was up to and
  trying, Fe'ath inhales sharply as much as the coils allow, and then
  holds her breath; trying to resist that applied pressure without
  thinking long-term.
   21:36:55 Snakenard: Being a reptile, Snakenard can go for some time
  between meals, and is not in a hurry. He knows that the bird can't
  hold her breath for long. He just waits for the bird to exhale before
  tightening up his coils farther.
   21:39:12 Fe'ath: Seconds pass by, and then a minute, and the need to
  breathe was becoming chest-achingly urgent for Fe'ath. She exhales,
  panting, shaking her head and, realizing that she'd quickly lose out
  to the snake if she doesn't do something, opts to redouble her
  attempts to bite Snakenard in one spot if she can; certainly wishing
  she had claws to be even more effective in persuading a snake that she
  was too dangerous.
   21:49:32 :Snakenard feels the owl's beak bite between his scales. He
  yells out,"Ooowww". Being hungry and remembering how good the bird
  taste, he resist the urge to release the bird. Knowing the owl will
  only stop biting once she passes out, He tightens up his coils.
   21:50:40 Fe'ath: That tightening up of the coils just inspires Fe'ath
  to bite again and again in that same spot, worrying at it frantically,
  as getting a proper breath was becoming increasingly difficult.
   21:55:38 Snakenard: As Snakenard feels the bird's bite, he constricts
  more each time the bird exhales. Hoping that the bird will pass-out
  soon.
   22:12:39 :Fe'ath, being squeezed in the relentless coils of the snake,
  inevitably gets shorter and shorter on breath. With growing despair
  Fe'ath struggles, but that only makes her more and more tired, weaker,
  as it drains what stamina she has left, gradually weakened to the
  point of just laying in the coils and simply trying to breathe, her
  limbs feeling as heavy as lead and her mind fuzzy, light-headed.
   22:22:26 Snakenard: As Fe'ath becomes 'relaxed' Snakenard is pleased
  not only because, the owl's painful biting becomes less and less
  forceful, but also he knows that it is getting closer to his meal
  time. Once the owl stops struggling against him, the snake opens his
  soft wet maw and places it over the owls head. Drops of saliva land on
  the birds feathers. As he forces his jaws down around the bird's head,
  he begin to relax his coils just a little.
   22:26:53 Fe'ath: Even her eyelids seemed heavy for poor Fe'ath.
  Fighting against Snakenard had taken its toll on her. Without claws
  she was not very able to fight physically, and now she felt too weak
  to do much else, she simply was - initially - relieved to be able to
  breathe more freely. Yet she never got chance to recover, feeling the
  wet press of a snakes open jaws against her head, yet too woozy to
  respond beyond attempting a short headshake, barely otherwise
  twitching in the serpents coils.
   22:36:51 Snakenard: As the bird continues to be only slightly
  animated, Snakenard continues to work the owl inside, before she has a
  chance to become more restive to the procedure. As the serpent forces
  himself over the bird's head his jaws unhinge in the snakish way. His
  tongue slides past the feathers as he gets a taste of her cinnamon and
  coconut flavor. The slick slimy spit continues to soak into her
  feathers.
   22:42:02 Fe'ath: Rather aware - far too aware - of what's going on,
  Fe'ath manages to whine, a soft hoot and cheep, begging "S-stop ..."
  although already her voice was slightly muted. Horrified, she
  trembles, trying to summon the energy to shake her head, forcing
  aching and heavy limbs to respond. Yet too weak, the wings only weakly
  push against the coils that were not as tight as before, and even
  though her feet seek the bracing of part of Snakenard's tail to push
  against, she has to pause there to recover some more breath and
  strength. A pause she can scarce afford as she was licked at, feeling
  the tongue slithering in amongst her feathers, tasting her, and
  terrified of the snake. That taste of fear mingles with the cinnamon
  of her feathers and creamy coconut flavour of her flesh, trying to
  think what she might do with little strength to escape from a snake.
   22:53:04 Snakenard: As her entire head is pushed past Snakenard's
  jaws, he is delighted to learn that the owl's head seams to be her
  widest part. His jaws easily move down past her shoulders. As he
  produces, his glands produce copious amounts of spit. All this feeding
  activity is coaxing his stomach to produce acid that will be needed to
  break down the upcoming meal into it's constitute nutrients.
   22:58:21 Fe'ath: There was little more that Fe'ath could do, now.
  Enclosed in increasing twilight fading to darkness, she can certainly
  feel the snakes jaws pressing over her shoulders; and even if her
  wingarms weren't restrained by the coils and she wasn't feeling so
  weak, she realizes she'd have incredible difficulty escaping now. Her
  breathing sounds particularly loud and raspy to her own ears in the
  confined slick embrace of the snakes gullet, terror inspiring several
  shuddery weak struggles that proved little more than a mere wriggle in
  the coils. She can't see what's going on but she can certainly feel
  it, cool wetness of the saliva and jaws covering more and more of her
  body, her wingarms being trapped increasingly firmly against her
  sides.
   23:07:42 :Snakenard delights in the slight wiggles that the owl is
  performing, as she is being consumed. He can also feal the warmth of
  her body inside of him, as the bird is moved closer to her doom. The
  motion is not enough to impede the snakes progress, and soon he must
  loosen up up his coils even more because, he has worked the bird in
  all the way to the lower portion of her chest. Snakenard does find the
  owl's flavor pleasing. He rubs his tongue against her skin, giving him
  more coconut flavor and a little less cinnamon flavor. As he delights
  in this new proportion of flavors, he lets out an MMMmmmm sound that
  the owl would surly find deafening.
   23:14:11 Fe'ath: Left shuddering, shaking weakly in horror and fear at
  what was going on, Fe'ath was not in any position to stop Snakenard.
  She can't even slow him, the weak press of her wings against the
  insides of Snakenard's jaws not even a hinderance. Mentally cursing
  her own fragility and at the moment the weakness from being partly
  suffocated, Fe'ath once more summons the energy to give perhaps one
  last try at getting free. It was hardly even as strong as the attempt
  before, the fluffed feathers of hers sliding against the snake's
  scaled flesh wrapped about her legs, and perhaps tickling some at his
  lips. Yet inside his jaws the wet feathers allow Snakenard to feel her
  high warmth, filling his mouth and throat with her bodyheat, warming
  him up further from within ... and that's not to mention the taste
  that he could quite leisurely sample. Mutedly there's more pleading
  from the conscious but helpless bird part-devoured "P-please d-don't
  do this ... I'll make it up to you ..." the voice pausing for breath
  and even strength to speak, to plead.
   20:11:18 Snakenard: The unfortunate creature is to far inside for
  Snakenard to hear her pleading. As the bird's head goes deeper within
  Snakenard, he is able use the force of his rippling throat muscles to
  pull her in. By this time the muscles themselves would be wrapping
  around her head. The sensation would feel almost like a hand had
  grabbed her head and started pulling her inward. Going at this rate,
  it does not take long for widest part of her body to be pulled inside.
  The top of her plump feathered legs rub past the snakes lips, hinting
  at the meat contained within. By now those legs and her tail are the
  only part of her that is directly visible to the outside world. As his
  stomach continues to preparing for the meal, some of acrid fumes would
  be wafting upwards towards the doomed owl.
   20:17:41 :Fe'aths cheepings were even more muffled with the thick
  powerful muscular flesh gripping her head, pulling on it. She lets
  loose a terrified wailing hoot of a chirp, her breathless state only
  allowing her that one expression of despair before she was left
  panting again, wishing her leaden limbs were more responsive. She
  quivers, flexing and curling her toes, hoping for something to hold
  onto with what remains of her strength, since she is lacking the
  strength to fight against the snake. Alive and even conscious she was,
  but as helpless as a small chick grabbed from its nest. Even the smell
  of the acrid fumes of the snakes digestive tract wafting up and
  tickling her nostrils and making her eyes water, whilst increasing her
  fear, still doesn't grant her the ability to summon up energy she no
  longer has to make further struggles. Well knowing she was doomed, she
  begins to sob, the splaying out of her tailfeathers a short visible
  but futile gesture, the flimsy fan unlikely to even slow the snake let
  alone thwart him swallowing her right on down. With no other option,s
  he just hopes, prays, wishes for a miracle.
   20:28:20 :Snakenard watches the legs and feet that are protruding from
  his mouth as they grasp at thin air. As he wriggles himself around,
  swallowing the wide meal, her feet come into contact with a short
  piece from the stem of a green weed. The weed is limp as a piece of
  twine, and not connected to anything. Snakenard continues to delight
  in the flavor as the bird exerts herself she produces more flavor as
  she sweat under her feathers. Snakenard continues to pull her inward.
  For he is hungry for the meat on the owl's bones.
   20:34:09 Fe'ath: And down those feet and legs and even the wide fan of
  tailfeathers go, although instinctively Fe'ath grasps at the straw
  with her feet. It's not going to help her, something she realizes
  within seconds of clutching hold of it. Panting, shaking with fear,
  the taste of hers is of cinnamon coconut and more prevalent that of
  fear, her trembling shake quivering against the snakes inner flesh,
  occasionally getting the energy to struggle weakly and hence shift
  some of the sodden feathers and warm flesh around within Snakenard's
  mouth and throat. Backing out for the bird was thoroughly impossible
  now though, that bit of greenery let go from her feet as she quests
  about blindly for some other means of saving herself. Even if she was
  at full energy and strength, she could never get out of where she was
  trapped.
   20:48:52 Snakenard: Her feathers are continuously soaked with a
  lubricating layer of thick mucous like spit, as the snake's throat
  pulls her inward. The bulge she is creating within Snakenard becomes
  more apparent, as she goes deeper. The owls short stiff flared tail
  offers little resistance. As it disappears the constituent feathers
  slide past one another producing a sound that the snake can hear.
  Fe'aths legs continue to wave back and forth, as she makes a farewell
  wave to the world. However as times goes on the wide pendulous swing
  of the legs become narrow as the bird slides in. This continues untell
  only the feet are sticking out. Snakenard then takes the opertunity to
  realign his jaws.
   20:56:14 Fe'ath: The pressure was almost continuous about Fe'ath now.
  Still as weak as a kitten, Fe'ath strains now and then against the
  muscles and slick wet flesh wrapped like a slightly-chill wet towel
  about her, but barely manages to budge the muscles - which makes a
  bulge visible to an onlooker - but scarcely manages to do more than
  shift herself around, the bulk of her body too deep for her to ever
  manage to wriggle out on her own, especially as bit by bit she was
  still forced ever inwards and deeper. She continues to sob and whine,
  the feet that were bereft of claws being the last thing the snake has
  to deal with but with them lacking claws, would hardly pose a problem
  for him. One bird down, the flavour lingering and the heat slowly
  spreading from the large-ish lump she makes behind Snakenard's head
  and body.
   21:08:41 :Snakenard knowing that the meal would soon be past tasting
  range, gives the bird one long last lick as he presses his tongue
  against her flesh under the feathers giving him a helping of creamy
  coconut flavor. The snake winces as the owl disappears, save for a
  lump in the serpents throat. From there on out the snake's rippling
  muscles take her towards her final destination. Snakenard can feel the
  delightful warmth of the owl's body as it travels down his body. Her
  feathers seam to tickle in a pleasant way as she continues her
  journey. It won't be long now tell she enters the stomach which has
  been prepared for her arrival.
   21:15:04 Fe'ath: Trapped like a budgie in a sock, Fe'ath was at the
  mercy of the snake. Said snake could likely feel where she does still
  struggle weakly, and maybe even the silky caress of the wet feathers
  sliding down his gullet further and further, along with the tickles
  that were more prevalent when she attempts movement. There's not even
  a fraction of an inch backwards progress from the hapless avian
  though, the vague lump she makes not giving any clue to an onlooker
  what the snake had eaten at all, especially with there not being a
  single feather left behind. The only evidence would be faint cheeping
  hoots mingled with the sobs that one might hear if they listened
  carefully.
   21:25:16 :Snakenard continues to delight in the lingering flavor, the
  warmth and feeling of the prey within. As the owl travels farther she
  begins to pick up speed until she is pressed against the sphincter
  that separates the snake's esophagus from his stomach. She would feel
  herself being pushed past the tight opening, as the snakes muscles
  force her in. A few moments later, she would find herself in a liquid
  filled stomach. The snakes stomach juices quickly soak into her
  feathers.
   21:31:29 :Fe'ath was no more able to fight or even thrash about as she
  gets thrust into the snakes stomach. She doesn't want to be there and
  makes a few more wriggly movements within, even managing some short
  cheeping scream of panic even as the liquids soak into her feathers.
  She knows it's the end for her; likely to endure a lingering gruesome
  death since the snake simply swallowed her down without suffocating
  her thoroughly. Yet he never needed to either, leaving her harmlessly
  screaming and wriggling in his gut, actually trying to push further
  within to try and escape the stomach. Yet she was held secure without
  any effort needed by Snakenard, not going forwards or backwards, held
  snugly whilst her warmth of her still-living body spreads through him.
   21:35:34 :Snakenard can feel the wriggling owl within his stomach. He
  can feel the warmth and fullness within his stomach, but he still
  craves the rush of nutrients that will come once the owl is digested.
  This rush will only happen after the owl has given up her life. In
  order to speed things along, he finds the stump of a small tree. He
  wraps himself around the stump and forces out any air which might
  remain within his stomach. At this point it might even be possible for
  the owl to feel the stump from her position. With a quick tight grip
  the snake produces a cinnamon and coconut flavored belch, and thus the
  stomach is purged of air.
   21:41:31 :Fe'ath feels the stump indeed! How could she not? Preassure
  around her increases and it was more then pain and pressure that
  causes Fe'ath to grow woozy and light-headed than any lack of air. Yet
  within moments she was struggling to breathe in the belly of the
  snake, less air around and gasping as her lungs burn seeking to inhale
  air and only getting air with hardly any oxygen in. She grows even
  more light-headed, body trembling as she slowly asphyxiates and
  muscles enter spasming cramps for all of a minute. By the time those
  cramps and movement cease, she was as dead as a cuckoo, just left as
  slowly cooling meat in the belly.
   21:50:22 Snakenard: Soon after the belch he feels the owl within start
  to shake and trebled. Snakenard starts to delight in anticipation. he
  can feel the trembling stop, then the digestive juices start to work
  as the birds fat and muscle tissue is pulled from the bones and turned
  into nutrients. Snakenard can feel the first refreshing wave
  revitalize his body. Snakenard soon finds his burrow and enters it so
  that he can have a good nap while he continues to digest his well
  earned meal.
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   This is a cleaned up version of the role play. To see it in it's
  original form view "Park Commons" on the following times and dates.
  2009-05-28 from 21:26 to 22:59, 2009-06-15 from 20:57 to 21:56,
  2009-06-21 from 22:12 to 23:15, 2009-06-26 from 20:11 to 21:51. View
  those dates with the following characters. Fe(knowen as Fe'ath),
  Snakenard, Leonard.