One Dead Parrot

Today we have another role play example. Courtesy of those involved, who have asked that their names be changed. Remember there's no telling what kind of situation you may find when you enter Never Never Land, and there's always a different story waiting to be told. There's so much to explore and see. Don't take my word on it, go ahead and see.

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Lily shivers and shudders at the sight of the sudden display and slapping noise as the patch smacks against his eyelid. "well what did you at least kill the bird for, make a nice pen with its feathers?"

Bootleg Barry grins as he tightens the rope around her petite little wrists as he wriggles the patch back into place and mutters "i ripped out the bloody birds feathers and threw 'em all overboard, then pulled out the thigh bones and tied together my shawl, and my boats, me had to make sure they didn't come untied....parrot bones seem to keep em in place with dee rope i use

Lily listens intently watching with a curious expression as he messes with the ties that bind her. "well that is good I guess to hear, a little terrifying for me to hear at the same time." looking  in each direction trying to avoid eye contact with his good eye. Nervously thinking of the many things he could probably do to her just as easily as he did to the bird.

Lily looks at him curiously "how did you lose your eye by the way"
Lily shifts looking away sheepishly not knowing if it is something not wanted to be talked about

Bootleg Barry pulls the eye patch out and lets it slap against his eyelids "eh..mah stupid parrot in me boat got me one fine day on dee water..."