Post by kiraan on Mar 21, 2009 15:02:07 GMT -7
Grumble grumble grumble. Shippo groaned as did his tummy. He'd run out of funds, and had resorted to begging. Hah! How pathetic, he thought bitterly, A demon begging humans for their table scraps is pitiful, indeed. Well no more! He'd decided to put his fox-like foot down. He was man, after all. A three foot five man, sure, but that was beside the point. There was no reason why he couldn't get his own food, which was exactly what he set out to do.
A lonely wind ran its icy fingers through his sandy brown hair, and tugged at his ragged blue kimono. Shippo draped his bushy tail around his shoulders for warmth, but he still continued to shiver. he stopped underneath a tree, where the forest floor was nearly carpeted with tree nuts. Shippo took six handfuls and stored them in the fold of his kimono. There was plenty of room next to his thin form.
Shippo continued onward, searching for a proper place to sit down and eat, like a large, flat, rock. Such a rock shouldn't be too hard to find, or so he thought. There weren't many in this part of the forest, as Shippo soon learned. His legs grew weary from searching. Just as he was sitting down, however, he realized that his nuts were falling out through his pant leg(*headdesk* Oh gosh, that sounds WRONG... Gyaah...), and he'd have to carry them in his arms.
Shippo continued his arduous search for another hour before he finally found a rock to rest his now wobbly legs on. It was flat enough so that he could lay out the nuts without fear of them rolling away. He did so, and then lay down and basked in the few rays of light that managed to peak through the canopy of the trees.
After he was rested enough, and his belly insisted on eating, he sat up. The first thing that caught his eyes were some red berries dangling enticingly on a nearby bush. Grumble, grumble, said his belly, but Shippo gave it a pat and said, "Shut up."
He wiped the drool off the corner of his mouth, jumped off the rock, and walked towards the berries as if in a trance. He was about to pluck them off their branches, when his thoughts intervened. Isn't there a rule about which berries are safe to eat? Shippo nearly took this into consideration, when his tummy, much louder and more persuasively than his mind, bellowed, Who cares! We're starving, damn it! To hell with rules! JUST EAT! Shippo didn't need to think twice now. He stripped and entire bush of its berries, and hauled them off to the large flat rock.
He'd nearly forgotten about the tree nuts he'd gathered by now. Instead, he scarfed down the glossy red berries, and devoured them so quickly by the time they were gone he didn't remember how they tasted. Shippo, remembering the nuts, began to peel their shells off and toss them into his hungry mouth. Finally, fifteen minutes later, he was satisfied. He lay on his back and patted his full tummy. In response, he felt himself lurch. He lurched again. Five more times he lurched, and then he felt his tummy stretch and contract. He made a couple gagging noises, and clapped his hand to his mouth.
He wiped it off on the grass.
Shippo's head spun, and he collapsed. He'd never felt so dirty in his life. After weeks on end without washing his kimono, he'd still never felt this dirty. "Heeelp," he moaned, though his voice was weak, and seemed to creak like an old hinge. "Heelp...!" Tears tickled his eyes as he once more opened his mouth to call for assistance, but no words came. Just more food.
OOC- Wow! My longest roleplaying post ever! *cheers* Sorry if this disgusts anyone. I tried to omit as many gross details as I could.
A lonely wind ran its icy fingers through his sandy brown hair, and tugged at his ragged blue kimono. Shippo draped his bushy tail around his shoulders for warmth, but he still continued to shiver. he stopped underneath a tree, where the forest floor was nearly carpeted with tree nuts. Shippo took six handfuls and stored them in the fold of his kimono. There was plenty of room next to his thin form.
Shippo continued onward, searching for a proper place to sit down and eat, like a large, flat, rock. Such a rock shouldn't be too hard to find, or so he thought. There weren't many in this part of the forest, as Shippo soon learned. His legs grew weary from searching. Just as he was sitting down, however, he realized that his nuts were falling out through his pant leg(*headdesk* Oh gosh, that sounds WRONG... Gyaah...), and he'd have to carry them in his arms.
Shippo continued his arduous search for another hour before he finally found a rock to rest his now wobbly legs on. It was flat enough so that he could lay out the nuts without fear of them rolling away. He did so, and then lay down and basked in the few rays of light that managed to peak through the canopy of the trees.
After he was rested enough, and his belly insisted on eating, he sat up. The first thing that caught his eyes were some red berries dangling enticingly on a nearby bush. Grumble, grumble, said his belly, but Shippo gave it a pat and said, "Shut up."
He wiped the drool off the corner of his mouth, jumped off the rock, and walked towards the berries as if in a trance. He was about to pluck them off their branches, when his thoughts intervened. Isn't there a rule about which berries are safe to eat? Shippo nearly took this into consideration, when his tummy, much louder and more persuasively than his mind, bellowed, Who cares! We're starving, damn it! To hell with rules! JUST EAT! Shippo didn't need to think twice now. He stripped and entire bush of its berries, and hauled them off to the large flat rock.
He'd nearly forgotten about the tree nuts he'd gathered by now. Instead, he scarfed down the glossy red berries, and devoured them so quickly by the time they were gone he didn't remember how they tasted. Shippo, remembering the nuts, began to peel their shells off and toss them into his hungry mouth. Finally, fifteen minutes later, he was satisfied. He lay on his back and patted his full tummy. In response, he felt himself lurch. He lurched again. Five more times he lurched, and then he felt his tummy stretch and contract. He made a couple gagging noises, and clapped his hand to his mouth.
He wiped it off on the grass.
Shippo's head spun, and he collapsed. He'd never felt so dirty in his life. After weeks on end without washing his kimono, he'd still never felt this dirty. "Heeelp," he moaned, though his voice was weak, and seemed to creak like an old hinge. "Heelp...!" Tears tickled his eyes as he once more opened his mouth to call for assistance, but no words came. Just more food.
OOC- Wow! My longest roleplaying post ever! *cheers* Sorry if this disgusts anyone. I tried to omit as many gross details as I could.