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prussianreptile:

eurasiannightmare:

prussianreptile:

eurasiannightmare:

prussianreptile:

eurasiannightmare:

prussianreptile:

It’s not a pity party. I just.. don’t care anymore. Eat me if you want..

It is! You’re being a big baby. But if you say so! [There’s a quick flutter of wings, and Gilbert lands on the other’s tail, sharp talons digging into the skin] Food is food, after all.

I’m not a big ba—ah! -He hisses as talons dig into his tail, whipping his head around to stare angrily before sighing and waving a hand as if to say ‘get on with it then’-

There is no going back, kiddo. [Grabs his shoulders and nuzzles against his neck] Any screams to stop will just make everything more fun. Hope you said good-bye to whatever family you had, you sorry excuse for a creature. [Cackles, scratching at his shoulders and leaving little cuts]

-He says nothing, knowing he has no true family or friends- ..Just.. get it over with.. -Winces at the stings to his shoulders and grimaces-

[As disappointed as he is that there’s not going to be much of a fight from the snake boy, he isn’t too sure he would have had the energy to keep him down in the first place. He hasn’t eaten in quite a while, after all, and it takes so much energy to move, given his general mass. So he merely shoves the other over onto his face and places a clawed foot down between his shoulder-blades, grinning, and crouches] So eager to die! How pathetic you are. And a pathetic death is the perfect end! [Cackling, he rearranges himself again so that he has a better angle, wings open and bearing down on his soon-to-be meal, and then leans down and bites into the soft skin of his back, just before rib turns to pelvis.

Gilbert doesn’t give his victims a quick death.]

-Too depressed to even think this decision over, Gilbert just merely lets the other do as he pleases, grunting when he is pushed to the floor. At first he tries retaliating and pushing himself up, but knowing he had decided upon this, he lets himself fall flat to the floor. He hisses softly as claws dig into his skin and the words of the other- Tch.. I’m only eager because I have nothing. -The albino closes his eyes and lays flat, biting down on his lower lip to hold back a scream of pain as he is bitten-

[There’s a great amount of shuffling again, more claws digging into pale skin, body weight shifting rapidly as he twists his head side-to-side and rips out strips and chunks of flesh. Normally, he’d be happy to keep his meal alive, as he likes playing with his food (when you’ve been around as long as has and look as he does, you become a little twisted in your efforts to keep yourself entertained) but hunger rules over today, and he pays no mind to where he rips skin from.

Taking advantage of the depressed, however, is not the greatest thing he’s ever done. Though the snake would never know, nor really care if he did, Gilbert was quickly becoming more of a monster, with feathers growing to cover his skin more - his hair, now, was more feather than hair itself - and a drop in human consciousness leads to pointedly messier eating.]

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