Happy Halloween everyone!

[ominousbirdofyore]

...Nevermore...

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[quotetheraven]

[...Did that bird just say what he thinks it did?]

:3

[ominousbirdofyore]

[Say what? The bird just stares perched on a branch]

[quotetheraven]

...Prophet, said I, think of evil, prophet still if bird or devil.
Whether tempest sent or tempest toss thee here ashore,
desolate, yet all undaunted.
On this dessert land enchanted, on this home by horror haunted.
Tell me, truly I implore, is there
is there balm in Gilead?
Tell me,
tell me, I implore.
Quoth the Raven...

[hates_thunder]

[Loki eyes that bird like an eyeing thing with eyes. He doesn't remember either Hugin or Munin speaking but he really wouldn't put it past Odin to give them the ability.]

[ominousbirdofyore]

[It looks down at Loki with it's black eyes.]

...Nevermore...

[hardcorepixie]

..... Dude, what?

[ominousbirdofyore]

[What's the matter haven't you seen a Raven before]

...

[old_one_hero]

Roasted Raven sounds pretty good right now.

[ominousbirdofyore]

[Come now one who sleeps at the bottom of the sea, don't be like that.]

[old_one_hero]

I'm just messing with you birdy. A hero can't exactly go around killing every insanity-inducing Raven he sees.

[ominousbirdofyore]

[Fair enough, after all how many mortals went off their rocker after see you again?]

[notsogrimreaper]

...Did a bird just talk to me?

[ominousbirdofyore]

...

Nevermore.

[notsogrimreaper]

It did talk! Wow! That's so cool!

[Yep, just try to get the derpy Death to care about what you're actually saying rather than the fact that you're saying something.]

[ominousbirdofyore]

[Well he's going to get bored then...]

...

[notsogrimreaper]

So does Bird-san have a name?

[Will never be bored.]

[ominousbirdofyore]

[We shall see.

He cleans from under his wing like a normal Raven would.]

[notsogrimreaper]

Oh, so no name, huh? Well, maybe I can come up with one...

Like... Piyo!

[ominousbirdofyore]

[He continues to simply stay on his perch.]

[notsogrimreaper]

Wait, are you a boy or girl?

[ominousbirdofyore]

[notsogrimreaper]

S-Should I lift you up and check?

[ominousbirdofyore]

[Ever had your eyes pecked out?]

...

[notsogrimreaper]

[No but he doesn't have eyes in Nyx Avatar form, it can't be that bad!

Carefully moving his hands towards the raven.]

[immortalrose]

[ Staring at the raven for a little while, Augustus couldn't help but be somewhat of a geek and do this. ]

Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore.

[ominousbirdofyore]

[Quoth]

...Nevermore...

[immortalrose]

[ GRINS! ]

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly [ Deciding to continue forth with a small sigment of the poem, Augustus recites what little he could remember of Edgar Allan Poe's classic. ] Though its answer little meaning, little relevancy bore-

[ He pauses in mid sentence, clearly trying his best to remember the poem. It's been a long time since he read such literature, and it shows. ] For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door.

[ He glances at the bird again with a smirk. ]

Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door, with such name as--

[ Wait for it... ]

[ominousbirdofyore]

...Nevermore...

[immortalrose]

[ Applause. ]

Splendid! Now I believe you've earned a treat for being such a good sport.

[ He certainly hopes the raven doesn't mind seeds for now. As much as he's tempted toss an "eyeball" at it, he won't do it. ]

[littlesilhouette]

[Hungrily staring up.]

((00c: bonus: On a night quite unenchanting,
when the rain was downward slanting...))

Didn't expect this. :D

[ominousbirdofyore]

[He continues to perch utterly unaware of you.]

^^

[littlesilhouette]

[Alas for the fact that she remains an indoor animal, but she can dream]

[ominousbirdofyore]

[Ha! Fate favors the bird!]

[spiderhorse]

[Yes, good, ravens. Sleipnir knows ravens. Though there's usually two of them together...why is there one all by itself? That's not good.

Bless its little heart, though.

There's a flick of his ears—need a new perch, buddy?]