What If I Pet Corvus, Huh? What If I Gave Corvus Head Scritchies, What Then? What Then????

what if i pet Corvus, huh? What if i gave Corvus head scritchies, what then? What then????

[All 4 of Corvus’s eyes widened as the hand came down and pet him, running their hand through his fur. His striped tail began furiously wagging- he was not used to this kind of affection. He liked it, it made him happy, he liked being happy..]

(Ooc: summary he likes affection as he is not used to it <3)

[Clicking his beak, Corvus very slowly approaches Comet. He laid his massive head on Comet’s chest and cried into his clothing, his voice becoming softer as he sobbed. This human he… he understood. He hadn’t had left him like.. Sebastian had done.]

“I-.. I’m… s… sorr…y.”

[He sobbed, hot tears running from all 4 eyes as he tried to make himself as small as possible against Comet. He didn’t mean to get angry or become a monster, he just wanted to be understood. Comet he… he reminded him of father, a figure who he didn’t have for very long but loved very much. It was nice that he almost had that again…]

ooc: Comet is now his father/silly

@sebbiesolace

@faefrosting

[Corvus let go of Sebastian, wincing at the grip that he had on his arm. He could feel the collar under his feathers beep, the sound quiet but enough for Sebastian to hear] ''I should go.''

[He said- he had to get back before HQ hurt him even more. he didn't want to be hurt again and again and again and aga-]

[Without realising it he was hyperventilating, suddenly everything seemed too small.. too close.]

[He backed away- the collar. HE HAD TO GET IT OFF. IT WAS TOO TIGHT. PLEASE- PLEASE.]

''GET IT OFF- I- I CAN'T BREATHE- I CAN'T- PLEASE-''

[His voice suddenly lost that mature tone, like a child that was pretending to fake his voice. It became a lot smaller- more terrified.]

[How long had it been since he had cried like this. Perhaps when his papa was dragged away from him so long ago and thrown into that submarine- never to be seen again.]

[Sebastian jerked back in alarm- Was this little beast a child? Did Urbanshade really stoop so low? Of course they would. Focus on the kid. Panic attack? Bill taught him how to deal with those. Hopefully they would work for the bird as well.]

"Kid. Look at me."

[He held out a claw, curling it. Don't provide a way to harm. Prevent.]

"Breathe in. 4 seconds. Nice and slow."

[Provide repetitive movements. Speak simply.]

"Tap on my claw to the beat of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Hold that breath for 4 seconds"

[He waited a few seconds, humming the lullaby.]

"Breathe out. 4 seconds."

[Why was a child trapped in this hell. Why did they put a shock collar on a child. What did they do to deserve this?]

"How hold that for 4 seconds."

[It WILL be okay, little bird. YOU will be okay.]

"Now breathe in again. 4 seconds."

(Original sketch and pose was done by @suchacreativeusrname)

played Pressure with:

@xxweirdtripxx

@suchacreativeusrname

Mad fun to play with both of them!

Ps: Don’t flashbeacon the fish, he has a glock and is not afraid to use it- :(

for @lee-hoots

Look at how stupid this fish is

[He was trying to do what Sebastian said- he was trying so hard. The collar under his feather beeped and went off with a violent shock, Corvus screamed- his body WRITHING against Sebastian as he tried to hold on and anchor himself against the AGONY.]

“F- AUGH, P-PLEASE, IT BURNS- IT BURNS. SEBAS- PLEASE IT HURTS GET IT OFF PLEASE- PLEASE.”

[His screams rose as he felt a needle prick his neck, from inside the collar. A liquid was being forced through his skin and into his body. He didn’t want to become that thing again- That horrible monster. The one with four eyes- the one that HURT people, who became a mindless beast.]

“P-pleas..e… *hic*…. I..I’m so-r-ry… it hurts… PLEASE-“

[He sobbed as his body began to contort, growing in size as the agony began again.]

((OOC:

This is what his body is becoming))

@sebbiesolace

[Corvus let go of Sebastian, wincing at the grip that he had on his arm. He could feel the collar under his feathers beep, the sound quiet but enough for Sebastian to hear] ''I should go.''

[He said- he had to get back before HQ hurt him even more. he didn't want to be hurt again and again and again and aga-]

[Without realising it he was hyperventilating, suddenly everything seemed too small.. too close.]

[He backed away- the collar. HE HAD TO GET IT OFF. IT WAS TOO TIGHT. PLEASE- PLEASE.]

''GET IT OFF- I- I CAN'T BREATHE- I CAN'T- PLEASE-''

[His voice suddenly lost that mature tone, like a child that was pretending to fake his voice. It became a lot smaller- more terrified.]

[How long had it been since he had cried like this. Perhaps when his papa was dragged away from him so long ago and thrown into that submarine- never to be seen again.]

[Sebastian jerked back in alarm- Was this little beast a child? Did Urbanshade really stoop so low? Of course they would. Focus on the kid. Panic attack? Bill taught him how to deal with those. Hopefully they would work for the bird as well.]

"Kid. Look at me."

[He held out a claw, curling it. Don't provide a way to harm. Prevent.]

"Breathe in. 4 seconds. Nice and slow."

[Provide repetitive movements. Speak simply.]

"Tap on my claw to the beat of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Hold that breath for 4 seconds"

[He waited a few seconds, humming the lullaby.]

"Breathe out. 4 seconds."

[Why was a child trapped in this hell. Why did they put a shock collar on a child. What did they do to deserve this?]

"How hold that for 4 seconds."

[It WILL be okay, little bird. YOU will be okay.]

"Now breathe in again. 4 seconds."

OH MY GOD I SEE MY WIFE

HI LESHY HIIIIIII

whats with these heretics dissing our faith