@zekrom
Yes it is as long as some one wants to do an vore RP.
the original guy I was going to RP with told me never mind, but I kept it up in case anyone else wants to RP
Scat and gore, including particularly violent digestion. If it turns sexual, no M/M stuff, and if digestion, please with reformation of the prey. I favour (nearly) same-size over macro/micro, with a favourite pred:prey size ratio of 3:2. Otjerwise, normal pony, antho, humanized, anything goes.
Anything I need to keep in mind?
Hmmm… let me think one up, will edit this post then.
—SCENARIO—
You are a space explorer and comr across a small ship piloted by your truly, a tatzlpony (cf. >>663669). And from then on out, things happen. What type of pony are you, and what do you look like?
“Captain’s log: Day 3552. my goodness it has been a long time since I made contact with anypony.” I said as I follow nav logs. I am a cherry red Pegasus stallion with steel grey mane and tail. I am glad that Zekrom is piloting
I look up from my console to look at you. I am a grey tatzlpegasus stallion with an icy blue mane, named Star Striker. I make a few corrections to our course, and as the thristers fire, the plane-like spaceship turns to go on an intercept course with a planet.
“Captain, I found a habitable planet. I have already put us on a transfer course there.”
“Yeah. My father, Sky Striker, he’s in the Navy. My mother, Shimmerleaf, she runs a flower shop. And my little brother Shadow Striker. And we’re all pegasi.” He says as he nudges the ship into orbit and selects a landing site.
“Impressive family, my friend. I was raised by my mother since Dad left town as soon as he heard he was going to be a parent. Mom worked as a astronomer and a waitress part time, so child hood wise I was left to my devices.” Supernova says as both he and Star Striker feel the gentle thud of the ship Landing. “Alright power down everything, and let’s get outside.”
“Roger. Atmosphere seems breathable, but the temperature seems a bit low. It’s already getting dark outside” he says as he powers down the reactor and the two leave the ship, exiting into a clearing full of bioluminescent plants starting to glow in the fading twilight.
Striker takes out his binoculars and scans the horizon “No, I don’t. But I see a cave where we could rest for the night to the southeast” he says as he points in that direction.
“that’ll do for tonight. tomorrow we’ll explore the area a bit more. “Supernova says as he and Star Striker start heading in the direction of the cave.