Not like you had much of a chance either way.
Here we have two naive souls camping for the night in the midst of a wind-blasted plain. Good thing you had a fire, or the wolves might've come for you, hm?
This was based off of a suggestion from
dragonsky700. It proved a bit tricky to have multiple prey (and make it obvious they exist), but I think it worked out alright.
The bit where you're trapped under the beast was a bit ickier at first (whoops, there go your ribs), but I wound up scrapping it. Perhaps I'll have to try that with something else~
So here's a transcript for ya':
0:00- The howling of the wolves has kept both you and your elven friend awake for the better part of an hour.
0:07- A chill runs down your spine as your hear the distant roar of a dragon. Your friend hears it too and decides to investigate. He passes through the tent flap and wanders out into the night.
0:31- With a deafening roar and a rush of wind, the dragon swoops past and slams into the ground.
0:38- Terrified, you creep outside. You turn your head just in time to see the dragon swallow the elf alive. He's still visible as a bulge in the creature's throat, but it swiftly fades.
0:48- You scramble back into the tent, praying to the Divines that the dragon doesn't spot you.
1:07- It worked! The dragon walks off a fair ways, extinguishing your fire with a lazy flick of its tail.
1:25- Trying not to think of what just happened, you use the cover of darkness to sneak away
1:37- Wolf! You draw your dagger and plant it through its neck, but its barking draws the dragon's attention.
1:50- It doesn't take long for the beast to catch up with you. It slams you into the earth with its massive paws, pressing down with unimaginable force.
1:58- To your surprise, the dragon starts to walk off, passing right over you. Without warning, though, it splays out upon the ground.
2:05- Barely able to breathe, you dimly perceive the thrashes of your friend. They swiftly fade away to nothingness.
2:25- The dragon rises back up and rolls onto its side, sniffing you for a moment before snatching you up in its jaws.
2:49- Down into the gullet you go. The dragon's muscular throat has little difficulty dragging you deeper by the second.
3:22- You land in the belly of the beast with a splash of acids. Judging by how long your comrade lasted, you have two minutes to live, at best.
4:40- Seems like you aren't quite as tough as he was.
Here we have two naive souls camping for the night in the midst of a wind-blasted plain. Good thing you had a fire, or the wolves might've come for you, hm?
This was based off of a suggestion from
dragonsky700. It proved a bit tricky to have multiple prey (and make it obvious they exist), but I think it worked out alright.The bit where you're trapped under the beast was a bit ickier at first (whoops, there go your ribs), but I wound up scrapping it. Perhaps I'll have to try that with something else~
So here's a transcript for ya':
0:00- The howling of the wolves has kept both you and your elven friend awake for the better part of an hour.
0:07- A chill runs down your spine as your hear the distant roar of a dragon. Your friend hears it too and decides to investigate. He passes through the tent flap and wanders out into the night.
0:31- With a deafening roar and a rush of wind, the dragon swoops past and slams into the ground.
0:38- Terrified, you creep outside. You turn your head just in time to see the dragon swallow the elf alive. He's still visible as a bulge in the creature's throat, but it swiftly fades.
0:48- You scramble back into the tent, praying to the Divines that the dragon doesn't spot you.
1:07- It worked! The dragon walks off a fair ways, extinguishing your fire with a lazy flick of its tail.
1:25- Trying not to think of what just happened, you use the cover of darkness to sneak away
1:37- Wolf! You draw your dagger and plant it through its neck, but its barking draws the dragon's attention.
1:50- It doesn't take long for the beast to catch up with you. It slams you into the earth with its massive paws, pressing down with unimaginable force.
1:58- To your surprise, the dragon starts to walk off, passing right over you. Without warning, though, it splays out upon the ground.
2:05- Barely able to breathe, you dimly perceive the thrashes of your friend. They swiftly fade away to nothingness.
2:25- The dragon rises back up and rolls onto its side, sniffing you for a moment before snatching you up in its jaws.
2:49- Down into the gullet you go. The dragon's muscular throat has little difficulty dragging you deeper by the second.
3:22- You land in the belly of the beast with a splash of acids. Judging by how long your comrade lasted, you have two minutes to live, at best.
4:40- Seems like you aren't quite as tough as he was.
Category Music / Vore
Species Western Dragon
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 6.6 MB
Audition doesn't keep track of time spent on a project, but I think it adds up something like this:
I livestreamed for 1.5 hours two days ago and for another hour today. I spent another 3.5 hours today, roughly half an hour yesterday, and an hour more two days ago. Throw in some sparse work before then and it adds up to around eight hours.
Might be closer to nine or ten, though.
I livestreamed for 1.5 hours two days ago and for another hour today. I spent another 3.5 hours today, roughly half an hour yesterday, and an hour more two days ago. Throw in some sparse work before then and it adds up to around eight hours.
Might be closer to nine or ten, though.
Life does not contain save states,
And so many people meet their fates,
Due to thinking otherwise,
I like to pop their organs and crush their bones,
Grind them into paste against the stones,
But most of all, I relish their look of surprise,
When they feel that first lancing bold of pain,
And a scream of futility they cannot restrain,
Bubbles in their throat but cannot rise.
Because my darling; life's a bitch and so am I;
And although one day even death may die;
You will live just long enough to see your demise.
And so many people meet their fates,
Due to thinking otherwise,
I like to pop their organs and crush their bones,
Grind them into paste against the stones,
But most of all, I relish their look of surprise,
When they feel that first lancing bold of pain,
And a scream of futility they cannot restrain,
Bubbles in their throat but cannot rise.
Because my darling; life's a bitch and so am I;
And although one day even death may die;
You will live just long enough to see your demise.
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