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prismatica2020-08-10 08:15 pm
spacedisaster) wrote in prismatica2020-08-10 08:15 pm
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[ The video comes to live with a start as if the camera had been dropped. And sure enough, the image is sideways. It's green enough that it should be easy to tell it's the Greatmoon Groves but instead of the usually small wild animals and livestock, the camera shows a very big smilodon dozing under the shadow of a tree. ]
Well, that didn't work. [ A voice is heard before Peter picks up the camera he dropped by accident. He doesn't seem to realize that this time he's making a live feed rather than a video only for himself. ] Ok, let's see...third time the charm, uh? Or...seventh, in this case.
[ The man has a bruise in his right shoulder from an unfortunate landing, his hair is mussed and he isn't wearing a shirt, so smaller marks on his chest are also visible. The reason for the missing clothes is the pair of giant, red Eastern Screech owl's wings protruding from his back. After rolling his shoulders, Peter unfurls the wings and flaps them a couple of times, the sound waking up the smilodon behind him. The beast stretches and yawns, showing up the giant fangs before giving Peter his full attention. Peter manages to fly a few meters up the ground without falling on his face again...Only to be suddenly tackled down to the ground by the tiger and let out a screech. ]
No! Down, boy. Freddie, stooop. [ Maybe training his new familiar and attempting to use his new moonblessings at the same time wasn't the best idea. Chest on the ground and a heavyweight on his back, Peter looks over his shoulder to glare at the big tiger lying on him. And then he keeps turning his head far more than any human being should be able to do without breaking their necks. It's close to 200º. ] Come on, we talked about this.
[ The guardian sounds like a stern father scolding a misbehaving child rather than someone dealing with a prehistoric tiger the size of a small car. The tiger harrumphs but after a beat, he moves off of Peter's back. The man sits on the ground, neck facing forward into a normal position again. There's a bunch of feathers on Freddie's mouth before he drops them and licks his master's face with a big, raspy tongue. Peter lets out an indignant yelp, the feathers fluffing up behind him. ]
Oh gods, it's like sandpaper... [ With a resigned sigh and a small smile, Peter pets the beast's head and scratches his ears. ] It's ok, I'm not mad. But so much for learning how to fly...
Well, that didn't work. [ A voice is heard before Peter picks up the camera he dropped by accident. He doesn't seem to realize that this time he's making a live feed rather than a video only for himself. ] Ok, let's see...third time the charm, uh? Or...seventh, in this case.
[ The man has a bruise in his right shoulder from an unfortunate landing, his hair is mussed and he isn't wearing a shirt, so smaller marks on his chest are also visible. The reason for the missing clothes is the pair of giant, red Eastern Screech owl's wings protruding from his back. After rolling his shoulders, Peter unfurls the wings and flaps them a couple of times, the sound waking up the smilodon behind him. The beast stretches and yawns, showing up the giant fangs before giving Peter his full attention. Peter manages to fly a few meters up the ground without falling on his face again...Only to be suddenly tackled down to the ground by the tiger and let out a screech. ]
No! Down, boy. Freddie, stooop. [ Maybe training his new familiar and attempting to use his new moonblessings at the same time wasn't the best idea. Chest on the ground and a heavyweight on his back, Peter looks over his shoulder to glare at the big tiger lying on him. And then he keeps turning his head far more than any human being should be able to do without breaking their necks. It's close to 200º. ] Come on, we talked about this.
[ The guardian sounds like a stern father scolding a misbehaving child rather than someone dealing with a prehistoric tiger the size of a small car. The tiger harrumphs but after a beat, he moves off of Peter's back. The man sits on the ground, neck facing forward into a normal position again. There's a bunch of feathers on Freddie's mouth before he drops them and licks his master's face with a big, raspy tongue. Peter lets out an indignant yelp, the feathers fluffing up behind him. ]
Oh gods, it's like sandpaper... [ With a resigned sigh and a small smile, Peter pets the beast's head and scratches his ears. ] It's ok, I'm not mad. But so much for learning how to fly...
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Oh, this is on? Shit. [ His wings drop a little and he has to reread the text a few times to understand it all. Meanwhile Dave gets a close up of Freddie's nose as the tiger sniffs and licks the camera. Peter gently pushes the beast's head away after a moment, stills scratching his ears. ] Very eloquent, thanks for the advice. Please never use the words 'your giant pussy' in my presence again. His name's Freddie and I'm Peter, Guardian of the Galaxy. Did you have wings at some point too?
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ive never been that close to a cat tongue before either so we both learned something today its cool i got all the advice up in my dome
would you rather the words: your magnificent pussy instead i was maybe going to go with that one too
yeah i got wings right now
straight up kfc in this bitch
what aspca did you get your cat from
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You know what? yes, I like that better. Makes it all sounds more distinguished. Classy.
The Ware Wolf shop, actually, they sell an orb called Mesik Sphere that lets you summon familiars. They can look like any animal related to your moonblessings and mine is Cordis. Usually, I have tiger and fox traits. But in the shop, no one told me I couldn't make the familiar an animal that was extinct so...
[ 'No one told me it wasn't possible so that's what I did', was Peter's process, basically. ]
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ive seen enough videos to know when someone says that their pets dont bite and then were standing there and youre handing me my entrails
okay cool ill stick with magnificent pussy then
we totally got this
huh holy shit
i wonder if that goes for any place and any person
did those exist on your planet?
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[ He's just joking, despite being tackle hugged by a giant tiger he's still in a very good mood today. Even if Dave seems determined to ruin it by saying pussy on every reply. ]
It rolls better off the tongue.
Not sure. I tried to make a dragon, got nowhere. Same with a few aliens creatures I knew form traveling the galaxy, I also got nothing when I tried to give the familiar that shape. Smilodons? Yeah, millions of year ago but they did exist. Like dinosaurs.