About fifteen seconds pass, then there's a faint sound of whistling wind. It grows and grows, until there is an abrupt shower of sparkly powder and a winged creature about a foot long appears, its face sharp but beautiful. "Aaah! Human! Human!! What do you want? What do you want?!"
"I want to give you this delicious honeyed bread," explains Ari.
"Why?! Why do you want to give me the delicious bread? Is it poison? IS IT?!" screams the faerie in a shrill voice.
"No. It is delicious. Eat the bread."
The creature's wings hum in the air as it weighs its options. Then it dives towards the delicious bread and tears into it like a starving vulture into a week-old gazelle carcass. It is a grisly sight.
Ari turns to the administrator. "Could you tell me if this sprite will go to an afterlife when it dies?" Before the sprite can begin screaming, he repeats, "The bread is not poisoned. It is delicious. Delicious things are not poison things." The fairy acknowledges his logic with a birdlike nod and returns to its gruesome meal.
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Date: 2015-01-13 05:36 am (UTC)"I want to give you this delicious honeyed bread," explains Ari.
"Why?! Why do you want to give me the delicious bread? Is it poison? IS IT?!" screams the faerie in a shrill voice.
"No. It is delicious. Eat the bread."
The creature's wings hum in the air as it weighs its options. Then it dives towards the delicious bread and tears into it like a starving vulture into a week-old gazelle carcass. It is a grisly sight.
Ari turns to the administrator. "Could you tell me if this sprite will go to an afterlife when it dies?" Before the sprite can begin screaming, he repeats, "The bread is not poisoned. It is delicious. Delicious things are not poison things." The fairy acknowledges his logic with a birdlike nod and returns to its gruesome meal.