save our souls

The Eyesaur, perplexed, cocked its mass of heads to one side and looked down at the other with quizzical expressions.

“THE DOORS ARE LOCKED.” It stated, referring to the nearby doors. Outside, it was nighttime, and the stars were shining in the sky. Not a soul to be seen for miles.

“FLUMPTY MUST HAVE BROUGHT YOU IN.”

“maybe. I DO remember getting knocked out.” She tilted her head to the side.

#rp #prodigytrainer903 #[[ THE BEAST IS LOOSE ]]

“THEN HE DID. IN WHICH CASE...”

The Eyesaur began to slowly creep its way towards the other, lowering its heads to about the other’s head level. The red eyes seemed to almost stare through the other, and the contorted faces’ expressions of anguish quickly changed to ravenous grins.

“YOU SHOULD BE IN THE OFFICE.” It snarled. One of the heads emitted a shrill shriek, and the entire entity seemed to involuntarily twitch for a short moment. It was eager.

“…YES.” The Eyesaur replied flatly, after a short pause. It was trying to make sense of the other in front of it, as it hadn’t seen them before and was evaluating its options.

Let them live. Or eat them. Assimilate them.

The beast was still debating what to do, but for now, might as well dig up some background information on this visitor.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE AT NIGHT?”

“I was wandering around, and I saw this place, so I wanted to check it out.” 😊

The Eyesaur, perplexed, cocked its mass of heads to one side and looked down at the other with quizzical expressions.

“THE DOORS ARE LOCKED.” It stated, referring to the nearby doors. Outside, it was nighttime, and the stars were shining in the sky. Not a soul to be seen for miles.

“FLUMPTY MUST HAVE BROUGHT YOU IN.”

“HANAKO.” The main head echoed, while the other heads repeated the name in different, underlying tones.

Seeing how they were new to the place, it was only fitting for the beast to at least attempt to introduce itself.

“I AM EYESAUR.”

“nice meeting you, Eyesaur!” she waved to the creature, curious of this place, and exactly what the eyesaur is made of.

“...YES.” The Eyesaur replied flatly, after a short pause. It was trying to make sense of the other in front of it, as it hadn’t seen them before and was evaluating its options.

Let them live. Or eat them. Assimilate them.

The beast was still debating what to do, but for now, might as well dig up some background information on this visitor.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE AT NIGHT?”

[[ hey could i get a promo maybe ?? i need more ppl to rp with yes......... ]]

#out of the pit

The Eyesaur did not dawdle in trying to find the quarry it had sensed earlier. It was on the hunt. It knew that the other was there; the signs all pointed to a foreign visitor to Flumpty’s. It was only a matter of time until a head found what the entity was looking for.

On overwatch, the majority of the Eyesaur’s heads scouted out the area, while one or two were directed to keeping it on the path and preventing it from running into things, as was the usual setup.

As it lurched and bumped through the area, one of the heads eventually caught a glimpse of the other. What one head knew, they all knew, and the Eyesaur quickly converged on the other’s position, staring them down with eyes innumerable.

“WHO ARE YOU?”

as the stranger turned around seeing the eyesaur, she replied, “me? I’m Hanako.” she smiled softly. 😊

“HANAKO.” The main head echoed, while the other heads repeated the name in different, underlying tones.

Seeing how they were new to the place, it was only fitting for the beast to at least attempt to introduce itself.

“I AM EYESAUR.”

The sound of vague whispering and stomping footsteps marked Eyesaur’s nightly venture out of its pit. It was nearly four o’clock in the morning; it was just on time. A few heads twisted their distorted mouths into grins, as the security lights were still on. Someone was here.

A new addition to the amalgam.

Eyesaur, not quite the master of stealth, simply lumbered down the halls of Flumpty’s and over towards the target area. Its heads kept on lookout; perhaps they would see something important or interesting.

“WHERE ARE THEY?” It asked itself in a shrill whisper.

birthday-boy-blam

The oddly shaped boy just happened to be on his way to the security office himself, wandering from room to room and greeting each of his friends that he passed. Today had seemed pretty calm, so Blam was using the quiet to get to the office faster.

Instead of finding what he was looking for however, he bumped into the back of something red, and- oh no, it was Eyesaur… Maybe it didn’t notice? Although with all those heads, it probably knew he was there all along. Best to just greet the beast and hope it was feeling friendly today. “Um. Hey, Eyesaur… How’s it… goin’ there?”

#rp #birthday-boy-blam #[[ hello hello !! ]]

Sadly, the amalgam-like dinosaur did notice. A little brush against its tail of hands is all it needs to know that something--or someone--is behind it. A head quickly swiveled around to face the being behind it.

It was Blam.

At least it was a familiar face to Eyesaur. It turned around slowly, making a little pivot with its long, reptilian body so the bouquet of heads were able to get a better angle on the cuboid boy. It was quite the unnerving sight; twenty eyes, positioned on ten heads, just simply staring the much smaller Blam down.

“HELLO, BLAM.” It blurted out eventually, after a pause. It took a second to formulate its response and compose itself. “I AM GOOD. JUST DOING MY NIGHTLY ROUNDS. SEEING IF THE SECURITY GUARD IS QUICK ON THE SWITCH OR NOT.” Echoed laughter from the heads was heard after that last comment.

The sound of vague whispering and stomping footsteps marked Eyesaur’s nightly venture out of its pit. It was nearly four o’clock in the morning; it was just on time. A few heads twisted their distorted mouths into grins, as the security lights were still on. Someone was here.

A new addition to the amalgam.

Eyesaur, not quite the master of stealth, simply lumbered down the halls of Flumpty’s and over towards the target area. Its heads kept on lookout; perhaps they would see something important or interesting.

“WHERE ARE THEY?” It asked itself in a shrill whisper.

conprodigytrainer903:

as the stranger wandered around the place, she happened to see the eyesaur, but stood hidden for a little while.

The Eyesaur did not dawdle in trying to find the quarry it had sensed earlier. It was on the hunt. It knew that the other was there; the signs all pointed to a foreign visitor to Flumpty’s. It was only a matter of time until a head found what the entity was looking for.

On overwatch, the majority of the Eyesaur’s heads scouted out the area, while one or two were directed to keeping it on the path and preventing it from running into things, as was the usual setup.

As it lurched and bumped through the area, one of the heads eventually caught a glimpse of the other. What one head knew, they all knew, and the Eyesaur quickly converged on the other’s position, staring them down with eyes innumerable.

“WHO ARE YOU?”