* [Sadly, he still doesn’t seem to understand…. But he doesn’t seem to be feeling threatened by your approach! He’s just watching. A slight tilt of the head, even.]
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Prepare yourself, Flaps. Something’s wrong with the one you see before you. You may not recognize him now, but I can tell you he’s aggressive and may cause you harm. You won’t be able to talk him down, so stand your guard. But please, don’t be too upset and don’t hold this against him…he isn’t in his right frame of mind, and neither are you. Just do what it takes to survive, but don’t kill him.
📝 [Sorry, anon. He doesn’t seem to understand at all…….]
(*The anon is pleased to see her efforts go rewarded. She nods her head encouragingly at Flaps, and nudges the bowl of water in his direction.) Go on, drink to your heart’s content! There’s nothing bad about this water!
📝 [There’s a moment of hesitation, but…. He does indeed get to drinking! Thirsty boi.]
📝 [Eventually he drains the bowl, and then sits where he is, watching you expectantly. Do you have More for him….]
(*The anon immediately puts both her hands behind her back. She continues smiling at Flaps, hoping to show him she means no harm and to calm the butterflies in her stomach.) It’s alright! I don’t want to take your toy away. I won’t touch it if you don’t want me to. (*The anon takes a few steps back and sits down, hoping to further prove her peaceful nature. To see if she can coax Flaps to her, she places a large bowl of water in front of her. He must be awfully thirsty!)
📝 [He lets out a quiet rumble, settling again once you sit… He squints a bit at that water, though. He Is pretty thirsty…… He’s been fed and all down here pretty steadily, but.]
📝 [He tucks the toy away in his wing and ambles on over, snuffing at the water – and at you – warily.]
(*Seeing Flaps satisfied by the snack, the anon grows bolder. Against her better judgment, she inches slightly closer to Flaps. She tentatively holds her arm out, and gestures at Flaps to come to her.) After a nice meal, wouldn’t you like to be pet? I won’t hurt you, I promise!
📝 [Oh! Bad move, anon. He growls, pulling his toy closer to him protectively. He must think that outstretched hand is going for it.]
📝 [Maybe try a different approach.]
(*The anon that offered a game of fetch stops moving, staring right back at Flaps. A warm smile brightens her face. Reaching into her pocket, she pulls out a steak and throws it over to Flaps.) There you go! That should be more filling than eating others would be!
* [He WAS starting to squint, but…. That steak gets his attention quick! He stretches his neck to snap it right up, barely taking a few seconds to swallow it. Not… wholly satisfying, but he seems a lot more at ease having been fed.]
(*From a distance, an anon watches Flaps, scowling.) It seems you’ve been tamed for the meantime…I imagine you’d get agitated again if I came to greet you, but it’d only last until you killed me again, so why bother? I admit, your friends did a good job containing you, but you haven’t been so nice to them. I hope you realize how much of a nuisance you’ve been, and learn to mind yourself around anons. We cause trouble if provoked. Maybe you aren’t always a hero, but you could’ve done better.
* [He doesn’t pay you any mind. His ear flicks a bit, but…. Your words mean nothing to him, right now.]
* [But he’ll understand later.]
Good boy, Flaps, good boy…(*The anon slowly approaches Flaps, watching for any sudden movements from him.) That’s a nice toy you got there…wanna play fetch?
* [That movement catches his eye! He’s staring at you now. Mouth not off the toy, but he’s watching carefully.]
* [Still not making moves to attack, though. He seems content to keep chewing as long as you keep your distance.]
Flaps? You doing alright, buddy? (*The anon keeps a fair distance away from Flaps, hoping he won’t see her as a threat.)
* [It looks like he’s distracted, for the moment. Someone gave him a big chew toy. His ear flicks up at your words – but beyond that he seems disinterested.]
* [At least he isn’t attacking, right?]
April Fool’s! 1 day M!A. Let’s not be too mean here, you’re already having a hard time… but your nose is feeling awfully tickly right now. Like you have the constant urge to sneeze. (Any long-term effects of this M!A are ended with the M!A)
* [Ohhh, this is unfortunate.]
* [He’s been sleeping most of the morning away – at some point during the night, he had made his way upstairs, only to be stuck in the stairwell. Some… Shenanigans ensued from that, but it ended well! Proph even was able to safely fall asleep on his snout.]
* [But now you come and do this. You cruel fool.]
* [He’ll start sneezing when he wakes up, but till then… It’s just a matter of time.]
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