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Margot Merlot Munroe was meant for the pictures. Born of the union of a lonely paleontologist and a beautiful tyranid named Melinda, Margot (real name Martin) made the best use of his unusual looks, starring in his first film as the monster in a friend's student film that made it to the local film fest circuit. A talent scout found ths raptorboy and brought him into the lucrative world of fetish film, where he was not feared for his dinosaurian visage, but revered and adored.

Though still playing the monster, there were plenty of teratophiles that loved to tune into his atudio's Youtube channel to watch Margot do his thing with all the flourish of an actor; whether it be chasing down schoolgirls, or stomping tiny cities Godzilla style. If there's a kink, he's done it, including some that are a little more than illegal in Wing City (but you should totally ask him about it.)

So Margot is famous but not famous at the same time. Either way, he takes to altering his appearance slightly to avoid being harrassed by a fan or a mother of a fan who found his dirty smut in their daughter's bedroom. Most likely he'll be wearing a scarf and sunglasses.

And ladies (and gentleman); he is SIIIIIINGLLLLLLE

[[Note, despite the photo, he does wear clothes. He's just pretty patterned. And he has junk. But you know. No pornographic images ]]

So begins...

Margot Merlot Munroe's Story

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#2013-04-11 23:58:57, as written by CrashQueen

Finally, his drink arrived and Margot paid the tender, with a tip as well, because he was so damn generous. He settled down at a table and opened up his little ipad and browsed through it, keeping up to date on all his social media outlets. He was loved for keeping up with his fans, even the creepy ones that wanted him 'to to brasil', whatever that meant.

He looked up at Mose addressed him and raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, how so?”

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#2013-04-12 00:04:39, as written by CrashQueen

“Heavens, I don't want to kill them,” Margot interjected, hiding the fact that his idea of being rid of his stalkers would actually kill them, but he didn't like to think about that. “And it's not bad enough that I require a bodyguard- though I appreciate the sentiment.”
Margot took a sip of his drink.
He wasn't sure how much of a bodyguard a one-armed man could be anyway.

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#2013-04-12 00:10:04, as written by CrashQueen

"I don't associate myself with arsonists," Margot raised an eyebrow at Mose and continued drinking. He was a bit distracted now by the giant bunny that had literally hopped into the bar- but eventually he shrugged. He was a native to the city- and it's not like he could sit and stare; his mother was a fucking dinosaur, after all.

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#2013-04-12 00:13:06, as written by CrashQueen

REJECTED! Margot felt a little bad about it, but it's not like Mose didn't have another shoulder to cry on or grind on or whatever it was he was doing with that other bloke. That was his choice.

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#2013-04-12 00:32:39, as written by CrashQueen

Margot was the product of the union of a lonely paleontologist and a frisky lady carnotaur. He was also kind of bad at consoling people, so he kept his distance from the returned Mose; it seemed that the oversized rabbit had already taken that job over as it approached the man. The raptor boy finished his drink and moved to the bar again, before the contents of Lexi's bag spilled out all over.
“Oh no!” He sympathized, and knelt down to collect what Lexi could not immediately reach, intercepting a pen before it could roll under the bar and never be seen again.
“Ah- here you go!”

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#2013-04-12 00:44:22, as written by CrashQueen

He was used to women suddenly forgetting how to woman in front of him. He knew he was a handsome blighter. Cripplingly handsome, apparently. He smiled his winning saurian smile and pushed some of his light blonde hair back. “It's nothing-” he offered.

He stifled a giggle at the Taguel hugging Mose though, using a clawed hand to cover his mouth as his golden eyes teared up slightly. He regained his composure quickly and ponied back up to the bar, swishing his magnificent feathered tail as he ordered and waited for the fresh batch.
His stomach growled, less than innocently. He wouldn't address it here though.

He'd order in like he always did.
Maybe they had a nice brunette on special....

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#2013-04-13 02:53:36, as written by CrashQueen

Margot Merlot Munroe entered the bar, his fan-like tail swishing behind him. Finally, shooting was wrapping up for the last film, and they'd ended it ahead of schedule. Margot was free to do his own thing now, and of course, that meant drinking.

He moved to the bar and ordered something blue, because he was feeling like something blue. Simple enough.

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#2013-04-14 15:57:15, as written by CrashQueen

His shoot wrapped not even 5 hours ago, and after a short nap, Margot was looking for something, or somebody, to distract him for the remainder of the day. Gambits, for all its dinginess, tended to have the most interesting people, and those that were up for anythiing.
Again, he blinked at Phoibe being here: it was as if he could never escape those watchful eyes of the talent scout.

And again he hoped that his showing up at this dive didn't make him any less desirable as a potential hire. He ordered a coffee to start him off right, knowing that it was still a pinch too early for actual liquor. But only a pinch.
He flicked his tail and looked around the quiet place.

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#2013-04-14 16:12:16, as written by CrashQueen

Margot wanted to initiate a friendly conversation with Phoibe, but he could tell that she was too busy to bother with him. He'd had his audition, and, in his humble opinion, blew it out of the water, but he knew he had to wait. 'Don't call us, we'll call you.' Ugh, the words should be stricken from the film industry's vernacular.

Nevertheless, he sipped his coffee and waited, idly trailing a thumb claw down the front of his lithe belly, swathed in a tight, thin t-shirt. Though he was utterly polite and a doll to work with, he was still a raptor, and eating half a cow sounded undeniably good today.
Too bad he couldn't get such a thing here. He'd have to see what turned up at the slaughterhouse.

He sighed and brought out his tablet to flip through the news as he drank, legs crossed, wiggling his death claws idly.

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#2013-04-25 23:55:42, as written by CrashQueen

Like an actor, Margot had his 'off' days where he needed to get out of the spotlight and have some alone time. With a note to a PA, he'd wandered into the woods with not much else but a cheap paperback mystery, his phone, and a change of clothes with a light jacket that he pulled up over his head. He followed the trail through the dimly lit wood until it opened up on the Glen and the sunlight almost blinded him. “Ack!”

He rustled through his jacket pocket and put on his rockstar shades and continued walking along the path that cut through the tall grass until he spotted a pair of antlers sticking out among the grass. At the sight, he felt the predatory bit of his brain stir awake, but he shook his head. There was a nice rare steak waiting for him back in his room, he was sure of it. But as he recalled from a certain movie, '(T-Rex) doesn't want to be fed, it wants to hunt.'.
Granted, he was a raptor, but it was really not that much different, was it?

Venison sounded delightful.
He ducked into the grass and stalked noiselessly towards the antlers, closer until it was revealed that they belonged to...
...a boy?

Now THIS...this was interesting. And it didn't stop the predator one bit. But he was feeling a little more playful upon assessing the boy and deeming him cute. A cute dinner. Yes.
He popped up out of the grass and played it charming,
“Hello! Lovely day, isn't it?”

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#2013-04-26 00:12:11, as written by CrashQueen

“I was hoping to get some light reading done, actually,” Margot charmed, tapping the cover of the book in his right hand with a manicured claw. “But it seems that my plans have changed.”
He smiled and bowed politely. “Margot Merlot Munroe, freelance actor~”

The raptor swished his feathered tail in eager anticipation, eying the boy through his sunglasses, pondering the logistics of it all. He knew he could handle it, after all, he did star in several of those 'alternative' films for the fetishists. He doubted that the deer boy would be a willing partner, oh they never were.
“Mind if I join you in your patch of grass, sweetheart? And while we're at introductions, what is your name?”

He moved closer and smelled of cinnamon and hazelnut, it seemed to suit him with his golden brown scaleskin.

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#2013-04-26 00:25:09, as written by CrashQueen

“If you can afford it, I imagine wandering has its own reward,” Margot replied as he sat himself down in the grass before laying back and writhing like a delighted cat, a small purr rolling out of his throat all the same. He curled the claws on his feet, including the killer pair (though mercifully they were dulled down for the safety of his fellow actors and crewmates) as he sighed, blinking up into the sunlight and then casting a glance over at Ayalon.

“Sorry, it's a bit obvious I don't get out much...” he chuckled. He sniffed the air delicately. Yes while the deer boy smelled like the nature around him, he also smelled like something sweet and Margot wanted it. But he was patient.

He sat up after a bit, harms around his knees as he pondered the best way of going about this. Any way that didn't end in a chase was good for him...if he could wait out til the deer dozed off in the sunlight...

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#2013-04-26 00:40:39, as written by CrashQueen

“More running than anyth-...ing...” Margot trailed off once he realized that his companion had indeed succumbed to the warmth of the sun. And soon the raptorboy would be enjoying that same comfort with a very full belly, if everything went to plan. He waited for a little bit, simply watching Ayalon snooze.
Cute, too cute to waste as a mere dinner. He could see a longer sort of use for the boy. Fortunately, he could handle that as well. He was a talented scaleskin, in so many ways. He removed a bag from his pocket and placed a tab of something onto his tongue which melted away and left him feeling not quite hungry in the sense that he needed to eat, but rather just an empty feeling that could only be sated by s pretty little deerboy smothered inside him.

Easy.
He tested the waters by drifting a finger lightly across the boy's antler velvet at the base where it would be most sensitive. If he could get away with that without waking Ayalon, then he could get QUITE a bit farther.

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#2013-04-26 01:01:07, as written by CrashQueen

This was good enough for Margot as the greedy raptorboy prepared his prey, scooting through the grass to the boy's feet. He figured he'd go this way, just in case the kid woke up, he still had a fighting chance at getting away, or, in the off case that Ayalon was as kinky as Margot always hoped he would be, he'd get a lovely view of his svelte little body disappearing into the pretty little raptorboy's. He could only hope.

When he removed the strange shoes the deerboy wore he was surprised to find not a regular foot, but delicate little hooves, which was much to his delight. He had a small thing for dancy prancy little hoofsies (and deerfolk in general), and he playfully swiped his tongue across the rough keratin before gently suckling on it thoughtfully, getting the more robust, bone-like flavor that came with it.
To anybody who might have been walking by, this next scene would be rather incriminating as Margot slipped Ayalon's pants off and tossed them aside. Mucky fussy fabric that tasted dreadful and got stuck in one's throat.

Carefully, he licked one hoof, holding it up with a single hand, reminiscent of some other naughty activity the raptor was also talented at. He followed with the other before sliding both into his mouth, lips stretching around the trapped feet, his sharp teeth tickling gently about Ayalon's ankles as he let his feet rest across the top of his tongue, savoring it.
He wondered just how far he'd get before the boy even woke up.

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#2013-04-26 01:20:49, as written by CrashQueen

Margot had to contain his squeaks of glee as he spotted the little fluffy tail. He wanted to play with it, but that would come soon enough with time. He massaged his jaw until he could feel a dull 'pop' and it slid out of place, splitting down the middle like a snake's would, when it came time for it to stretch that far. He closed his eyes and relaxed before pushing those hooves up with his tongue and giving a slightly painful swallow. Egh. He needed to spit more, lather those ankles up if he was going to have a better time of this.

He bathed his tongue across Ayalon's ankles, enjoying the saltysweet flavor of the boy's skin before he swallowed again, pulling the deer into his mouth up to the calves now. His throat stretched, and the steamlined bulge of the deerboy's hooves could be seen just below Margot's chin. Nomnomnom.

Don't wake up!

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#2013-04-26 03:16:50, as written by CrashQueen

Margot paused as Ayalon shifted about, afraid he would wake up prematurely. Once the danger was passed, he settled into swallowing down another length of the deerboy's legs, his lips inching across the smooth calves towards the knees. The hooves tickled as they slipped downward still, held tight by the muscles that made up the raptor's esophagus.

He smiled a little around Ayalon's calves at the sight of the cute little ears, and against his good judgement, reached out a claw to caress them, up to the boy's knees now, bathing them in saliva than ran heavy and dripped from the corners of his snake-stretched mouth. He sat up now, pulling the boy into a sort of sitting position, his hands gripped onto the deerboy's thighs as they became too thick and heavy for the sly little raptor to engulf under his own power.

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#2013-04-26 03:33:56, as written by CrashQueen

Caught in the act! Margot choked slightly, causing his eyes to tear up as he tried to remember how to breathe over top of his partially-swallowed prey. He couldn't speak obviously, but he merely smiled as sheepishly as he could manage, before nodding at the final question, wiggling his claws.

He gestured vaguely in the direction of the pants. Maybe he could win the deerboy over. After all, the thing was already half in, a point made horridly obvious as the constriction of the raptor's throat gave way around the deerboy's ankles to a softer, more accomodating space. And if the indentation of the hoof pressing out against Margot's taut belly was any indication, that space was the raptor's hungry stomach.

He pulled up some grass to clear a patch of dirt and scratched into it 'I won't hurt you'.
Sure, that was believable, especially as the greedy raptor gulped again, inching his jaws up Ayalon's thighs. He wedged his tongue between the boy's legs and made a convincing argument that his actions were that of pleasure, not pain.
He'd do his best to charm his way through this, as he did plenty others.
'I'll let you go after a bit.'

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#2013-04-26 03:55:39, as written by CrashQueen

The raptor would shush him tenderly if his mouth wasn't full, so instead he put a finger to the boy's lips and then smoothed his fingers through his hair, toying with one of the doe ears. He swished his tail as he played with his prey. He lipped at the fluffy tail as it entered his mouth, his jaws full of Ayalon's rump, pressing his soft-palate against the deer's nethers before giving them a parting lick. Another push and gulp and Ayalon's lower half squeezed into that tight throat.

The deerboy could see the outline of his legs smoothing cleanly underneath the raptor's scaled skin, pulled tight across them. It was terrifying but surreal, as his calves joined his feet in Margot's expanding belly.

Some more scratching in the dirt. 'just playing.'
Playing....okay.

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#2013-04-26 04:30:46, as written by CrashQueen

Margot chuckled around Ayalon's hips, causing the deer's skin to buzz. With a clean motion, he removed the boy's shirt and hoodie and laid them aside with the pants. Ayalong still had use of his hands, he could pull himself free or scratch and punch at Margot and yet he did not, which told the raptorboy that the deer's complaints were...minor at most.

'I'm a man of certain...talents. I assure you, I'll keep you safe.'

He threaded both sets of fingers though the boy's hair now, fingering the ears and enjoying the little shivers and jitters it sent through Ayalon's body, and subsequently, his. He nuzzled the best he could, his snakejaws stretched fiendishly around the deerboy's belly, teeth tickling. He cuddled at his prey as a means to soothe him, and it wasn't as if the damp warmth was completely uninviting. It was fairly intimate, actually, in a twisted way.

'just want you to be close to me, cutie. <3'

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#2013-04-26 04:51:37, as written by CrashQueen

'I'm cold-blooded. Need a little body to keep me warm. Closer the better~'

It was getting rather out of control, and yet Ayalon didn't do anything to actually stop it. Margot lifted the deerboy off the ground now, rocking back onto his own butt. He lifted his head and started to use gravity and Ayalon's own weight against him, sucking him in to his chest. Almost all of his legs and rump had spilled into Margot's stomach, which was starting to be quite noticeably full, almost as if he were a great deal pregnant.

He placed his hands on Ayalon's cheeks affectionately, now using his killer claw on his right foot to scratch his message out.
'trust me. I'm a professional.'

Which meant that there were people out there, probably still alive, that suffered as Ayalon was, if you could call it suffering. There was no pain really, just mild discomfort from the raptor's throat muscles clamping down on him.

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