Post by BugInTheWater on May 3, 2020 23:25:41 GMT -5
Warning(?): Corvid is PISSED in the first half of this. A lot of swearing to pursue.
Corvid was beginning to pack for another fishing trip. Fishing was fun, and honestly, it helped him get his mind off of something that wasn’t his religion issues or Sheldonna for a while. Fishing was peaceful, and he only hoped that he would get all of the fish one day. Especially that legendary golden fish that he didn’t even know if it truly existed or not…
He heard a familiar shouting of a mess of voices scream at once to be eaten.
Oh yeah, there was a drawback. THE EIGHTY FUCKING ERISFISH!
That’s a bit of an over exaggeration, probably… There were only eleven. But still. That was a LOT of fucking fish begging you to eat them and preventing you or your birds from having even a single second of sleep without being woken up by “EaHAHAHAHAt me!”
You know what? Fuck it. If these asshats want it that badly, let them fucking have it so he and his birds could, you know, sleep in goddamn peace.
He gave a slight annoyed growl. Plumage gave him a quick glance, gems blazing red, trying to figure out what the hell has got him so pissed. Before they could even react though, it was much too late. He had already ripped apart the first one and dug in.
His face told exactly what he was tasting to Plumage and Falconry. Some bites, he would grin and moan as if he had tasted the most delicious thing in the whole of Terrea. Others, he would react the exact opposite way. He would gag, screaming that it tasted like a bird had just fed him, to Plumage’s and Falconry’s confusion. Others he would just note random things, like, “This tastes strangely like my blood.”
In all, he ate a whole 10 Erisfish. He held another Erisfish in his foot. It smiled at him, and he kind of just… Stared at it for a while, before painfully whispering, “Sorry, buddy.” The Erisfish’s smile quickly turned to a frown, and Corvid placed it back in the fishtank he had made with the Sandfish he had caught. Corvid nestled back into his nest. He was incredibly bloated, and he was in a ton of pain. Both Plumage and Falconry came up and snuggled up to him. He smiled. He had to admit, there was something oddly soothing about having eaten this much. He had known he really liked food, but he had never binged like he just did. Maybe he was just a bit of a glutton, finding comfort and joy in a deadly sin… Whatever, what was he even thinking? He had to rest a bit. He started to doze off. The Erisfish seemed to understand, for just a moment, and let him have his nap.
Corvid was beginning to pack for another fishing trip. Fishing was fun, and honestly, it helped him get his mind off of something that wasn’t his religion issues or Sheldonna for a while. Fishing was peaceful, and he only hoped that he would get all of the fish one day. Especially that legendary golden fish that he didn’t even know if it truly existed or not…
He heard a familiar shouting of a mess of voices scream at once to be eaten.
Oh yeah, there was a drawback. THE EIGHTY FUCKING ERISFISH!
That’s a bit of an over exaggeration, probably… There were only eleven. But still. That was a LOT of fucking fish begging you to eat them and preventing you or your birds from having even a single second of sleep without being woken up by “EaHAHAHAHAt me!”
You know what? Fuck it. If these asshats want it that badly, let them fucking have it so he and his birds could, you know, sleep in goddamn peace.
He gave a slight annoyed growl. Plumage gave him a quick glance, gems blazing red, trying to figure out what the hell has got him so pissed. Before they could even react though, it was much too late. He had already ripped apart the first one and dug in.
His face told exactly what he was tasting to Plumage and Falconry. Some bites, he would grin and moan as if he had tasted the most delicious thing in the whole of Terrea. Others, he would react the exact opposite way. He would gag, screaming that it tasted like a bird had just fed him, to Plumage’s and Falconry’s confusion. Others he would just note random things, like, “This tastes strangely like my blood.”
In all, he ate a whole 10 Erisfish. He held another Erisfish in his foot. It smiled at him, and he kind of just… Stared at it for a while, before painfully whispering, “Sorry, buddy.” The Erisfish’s smile quickly turned to a frown, and Corvid placed it back in the fishtank he had made with the Sandfish he had caught. Corvid nestled back into his nest. He was incredibly bloated, and he was in a ton of pain. Both Plumage and Falconry came up and snuggled up to him. He smiled. He had to admit, there was something oddly soothing about having eaten this much. He had known he really liked food, but he had never binged like he just did. Maybe he was just a bit of a glutton, finding comfort and joy in a deadly sin… Whatever, what was he even thinking? He had to rest a bit. He started to doze off. The Erisfish seemed to understand, for just a moment, and let him have his nap.