I would want to be a terror bird, because they are powerful and can bite down on a human neck and snap it off in one bite. My victems wouldn’t be able to run away fast enough as I chased them with my she-hulk legs and I would fuckeng jump out of bushes and step on their necks with my talons. I would listen to them scream as I just stood there with an emotionless look on my massive avian face. I don’t pity those who I kill. I need them to survive. Their blood is my nectar.
If you’re wondereng what happens to the blood vampires drinck, it depends on the vampire. Some of them just don’t shit, they pee clear water cause they abosorbed all the iron into their skin. Others shit out pure iron and copper from the blood. They melt it down and sell it to humans. Or just make things out of it. It is vulgar. Disgusting, but no one can tell us that, or at least no one can tell us that and get away with it.
If I wasn’t a terror bird I would want to be a shark. They just swim, and eat things, and they don’t think about anything. I would like that. They can live for like hundreds of years and they just fucking fuck around and suck on things. There is a peacefulness to them. If you get past the quiet terror, they are peaceful. Even when they eat they eat quickly and nonchanantly. They just exist, and don’t worry about why. I would love to suck on a shark, like the way you give someone a hicky. But I wouldn’t give them a hicky I’d just suck on their rough skin, and taste the salt of the ocean .
Third choice: an eae. An eagle . The website is glitching our, making it very hard to type, and give me a headaeche. My stomach is groaning. I need some blood now. Luckily I now have a plug so I don’t have to go without blood for days like last time. Good bye.
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