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Looking towards the female Redwing gives a smile knowing that her and the four others must buzz in on the next question or risk death, will she buzz first and fail, or might she be last and have four chances before her to avoid her fate.

Looking towards the audience he gives a small smile, "As you may have guessed, this is a game about death, you fail to answer a question correctly, you will be killed, you fail to buzz in on time, you automatically are killed. For each gryphon that is killed there is a door prize, the fair market meat value of their body, even if there is no meat left to sell. This first episode is about gryphons, but it could be different, if you like the idea of being snuffed, or just think you have the smarts to win, then join us, each and every gryphon here has signed up willingly, some were rather excited by the prospect of dying." he says as he then turns to head back to the Podium.

Once at the podium Redwing looks towards them, "Okay remember five of you must buzz in this time or get the door prize." he says noticing that many of them are watching each other and some strategizing going on there as he asks the question, "How many planets are there in our solar system?" he asks them, watching each of them with a interested look, he knows that this one sounds easy, but one that may trip them up if not careful.

And for the first second and a half there is silence as all the contestants look at each other, they know the answer but they are trying to psyche out the others, though at two seconds one of them hits the buzzer, and then rapidly a all but one of them hits the buzzer, the only one that didn't was the male raven that got the last question right.

Looking towards the scoreboard he waits for the machine to inform him of who it was as he walks over towards the male owl gryphon and smiles, "Okay you were the first, how many planets are there in the solar system." he asks him.

Giving a small tilt of his head as he gives the infamous image of the wise old owl as he thinks and then says, "There are eleven planets." he says with a fair bit of certainty, he should know he loves astronomy and spent all his childhood studying them all, his wings fluttering a bit as something starts to nag a little bit at him, but he can't quiet place it.

With a quirk of his eyebrow Redwing asks, "Is that your final answer." he says trying to remain as stoic as ever to avoid giving any hints though he and some of the crowd have always caught on to the real answer.

Though the owl may have caught something, or perhaps he was just realizing something as he quickly speaks up, "I'm sorry...there are ten planets, the smallest was removed from the classification as a planet." he says holding his breath hoping that he got it right, "that is my final answer."

With a smile Redwing nods his head allowing the gryphon to breath, "You are correct, that is the answer, I thought you were going to lose it there, you almost got it wrong." he says.

Looking over the rest of the group he speaks up, "Okay almost a reset, from here the questions will start to get a bit harder." he says as he looks across the group, "Who was the twenty third president of the third era." he asks them all.

They all look a bit nervous and it's obvious that most of them are unsure about the answer, though at two and a half seconds a male phoenix gryphon finally hits the buzzer, and quickly afterwards four more hit it too.

Glancing towards the Phoenix he walks over towards him and chuckles, oh he can guess why this one thought he would enter the game show, thinking that he could cheat the system, but they had already figured that out and prepared something just in case. Walking to the phoenix he smiles, "Okay what is your answer?" He asks.

The phoenix speaks up, "The answer Redwing is Shiar the third." he says with a fair bit of confidence, least he's pretty sure that's the answer to it, he remembers that being the twenty third president, though a bit of a nervous twitch can be seen in his tail as he humps slightly against the tube around his cock knowing that may happen to him if he's wrong, but he does have that ace up his sleeve.

Redwing watches him for a moment, "Is that your final answer?" he asks eyeing something in the roof though hoping that the phoenix doesn't notice.

Giving a quick nod, "that is my final answer." he says again nervously, too wound up from the possibility of what might happen to think about what Redwing is paying attention to.

With a small crooked smile he shakes his head, "I'm sorry my fine fire gryphon, that is the wrong answer, and you will now be given the door prize." he says giving the phoenix gryphons head a small ruffling of his head feathers as he looks up and notices that the phoenix's death has already begun, before moving to the next one, a female merlin gryphon and asks her the question, "Okay so what is the correct answer." he says.

Giving a slight smirk she glances towards the Phoenix, "He was correct, Shiar was the twenty third president, but of the second era, Kiaster was the twenty third president of the third era." she says.

Looking towards the Phoenix who gets a bit of a embarrassed look on his beak, "Oops.." is all that comes from him as Redwing smiles, "Is that your final answer?" he asks her.

Quickly without even a second thought she responds, "That is my final answer." she says while glancing towards the doomed gryphon as the groin camera shows that she is aroused by the prospect of the phoenix dying, wondering just what method might be used.

Redwing smiles, "That is correct, you pass, and our poor gryphon will be given the door prize." he says as a glass case can be spotted coming down from above the phoenix gryphon and soon traps him in it's shell as it seals itself against the platform that the male currently is on, "You will be killed, but we aren't without mercy, we will let you move around." he says.

The phoenix starts to get a bit worried about the glass case over him as he quickly finds his bindings loosening and releasing him, though his testing of the glass shows that he can't even scratch it and any banging seems to not even shake it, "Hey whats...this for?" He asks, his muffled voice heard over the speakers to make him a bit clearer, even if it's with a small echo, the sound of his heart beating begins to be heard.

Soon the answer for the case can be noticed as the previous groin cam now shows a shot of water coming out of the bottom of the cage, though it takes the phoenix a few seconds to notice it as he jumps slightly at the cold feeling, and then the full realization of what is happening hits him, of course they knew he could regenerate, and of course they would prepare one of the few deaths that can kill him permanently, submerged in water so that his rebirth burst couldn't ignite, without that his death would very much be permanent.

The audience immediately bursts into excited applause, as even the other contestants begin to move back and forth nervously as much as they can with the straps on, as the water slowly begins to fill the case and soon begins to rise above the ankles of the phoenix who was moving around the case as best as he could to try to find a dry spot, or anything that he could use to avoid the fate.

Panting the phoenix soon finds himself up to his belly in the water as he looks around as he finds himself hyperventilating a bit as his arousal dangles in the water below him in the water while he looks outside, the sound of his heartbeat slowly growing with each thump while he tries not to speak, he wants to beg to be let out, but after all he had known this could help, even if he had thought he might be able to sneak out of it. His tail making small waves in the water as within moments he finds himself having to tread water to avoid going under.

Redwing just smiles as he walks around the case looking in as he leans against it slightly with his shaft dangling and poking against the glass, "Hmmmm you just look so all so wonderful in there, your all struggling knowing that your dead, but still wanting to live." he says looking towards the rest who he suspects would be sporting arousal even without their cock and pussy being stimulated, as you still have, despite it having been released for a bit now, "We have so, all so many fun ways for each of you to die." he says as he looks towards them all.

The phoenix can't tear vision away from the dangling shaft against the glass right next to him and finds his own arousal aching a bit more as this phoenix would love to have had the cock in him for those last few moments, the sounds of his heart beat quickening at the thought of that, but for now there is nothing that he can do about it. Though all of these thoughts are quickly broken when he feels the top of his head bang against the glass causing him to squawk and thrash a bit and going under for a few moments and taking a small bit of water, though quickly fights himself as he coughs, spitting out water as there was almost no room left and gets just enough time to get a few gasps of air as the last bit of room vanishes.

Floating in the water the phoenix begins to panic slightly as he tries to find any air in there, he gets one last tiny breath as his nares press against the glass, but it's quickly gone within seconds as he nearly chokes on the water that covers even that tiny bit of air, his eyes going wide as he covers his beak to fight the urge to breath, his shaft swinging around while he swims in place trying to do anything possible, but he knows it's futile, the sound of his heart beat racing as the fear and shock of what is happening builds within him.

Leaning down to lightly rub himself Redwing motions down to his cock and then towards the Phoenix trying to suggest how he may very well enjoy his last moments alive, this gets a bit of a hushed silence from the crowd wondering of the phoenix will do it.

The phoenix, due to his body fighting for air takes a few moments to catch on the hinted motions of Redwing and then looking down at his arousal through the water catches only soon and with only a few moments of trepidation, after all he would be masturbating in front of everyone, and is that how he wants to die? But does it ultimately matter if he will be dead shortly anyway, so after a moment he finally reaches down and begins to stroke his shaft as he closes his eyes and just gives himself into the last moments, his taloned paws going up and down his shaft as he's lost in pleasure.

Redwing rubs his shaft against the glass slightly not yet rubbing it directly, after all he wants to enjoy doing that at some later point in the show, though the look in his eyes shows that he is completely and utterly ready to do it, and in fact some of the audience is doing just that as some can be seen rubbing their shafts, and even a couple of them were fucking each other while watching the scene take place on stage.

The phoenix's muscles can be seen flexing slightly as he strokes, and humps as best as he can in the water into his paws while his body occasionally gives a strong convulsion as he fights the urge to breath, ,though they begin to get more and more frequent, as does his stroking as he knows he's running out of time. The water around him seems to look a bit warmer, as his fur and feathers take on a bit of a glow as his body prepares to bring him back, or at least attempt too his heart quickly speeding up to the point where for most birds If he wasn't about to die from drowning, he would be having a heart attack.

The phoenix quickly strokes himself off as he feels himself nearing his climax, though at the same time his desperation for air grows, the water filled with feathers from his struggles and then with one final stroke he begins to climax, his milky sperm mingling with the water. The pleasure so strong that you can see him accidentally take a gulp of air and then the real show begins as he starts thrashing about frantically trying to breath and just getting more air into his lungs, his wings flaring in the water, and his fur and feathers looking really bright and then just as it looks like he might reform as his heart races to almost a deafening speed and then goes still as the brightness of him trying to reform happens but fizzles, and then begins to try again with his heart racing for a few seconds and then fizzles out too as he makes a few last moment scratches against the case before going still and just floating there, no sign of life within him at all, the sounds of the heartbeat growing still, the brightness of his feathers and fur taking on a more darkened and black look.

Redwing smiles at all of this and moves away from the dead gryphon, "Well ladies and gentlemen we had quite the show with him, but we must now move to the next round, who will it be? Will everyone get it right, or will everyone get it wrong." he asks.