Qamorians. The second alien race I created for my fictional universe (It took 2-3 hours to pick a name for them btw)
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Qamorians. The second alien race I created for my fictional universe (It took 2-3 hours to pick a name for them btw)
Monsters I recommend this movie. It was much better than I expected. It should still be on Netflix as well. The bottom two are concept art for the titular monsters.
Does anyone remember that movie with the squid aliens that swim through the air and the humans want to take and terraform their planet?
Part 6: Lights Out
With the octopian disc jockey passed out, the show came to a screeching halt.
Jack was laying in a mess of tentacles and broken equipment. Frayed wires zapped at him as he looked around to see what had happened. After half a moment, he realized that he was what had happened. The deejay must have been controlling the whole show from his pedestal!
The lights came back on. The gold and green eyes disappeared. The imp-like dancers disappeared and so did the band. All but one of them.
The lead singer hadn’t disappeared. She stood alone, on top of her pedestal, which was still rotating. Her eyes were closed, and she was still singing away, unaware that her fellow band-members had vanished.
Her voice was loud and strong. Unfortunately, so were the instruments of her illusory band-mates. Their music continued to play, even without them there to play it.
"Boo!” “Hiss!” shouted the audience, but the singer couldn’t hear them.
Jack struggled to get up. Putting his hand down to prop himself up, he slipped on an oily tentacle, fell over again, and unwittingly unplugged another cord.
This time, the music stopped.
Puzzled, the singer opened her eyes.
She was surprised to find herself standing alone with the lights on and an angry mob of squidliens in the audience booing her.
Enraged, confused, and embarrassed, she looked to see why the technician had cut the show short.
She saw Jack.
“You!” she exclaimed and pointed accusingly at Jack. But before she could enact revenge on him for ruining the show, the squids intervened. They threw bottles and glasses at her, and yelled insults and threats. They were upset that the show had been stopped, but they were more upset to find out that she had deceived them with an illusory band. Special effects was one thing, but finding out that their favorite musicians had been nothing more than holograms seemed to them a base deception.
Humiliated, the singer forgot about Jack and jumped off the opposite side of her pedestal, out of his view.
Scrambling up from his tangled mess, he sprinted around the other side of the now-stationary stage to try to catch her.
She wasn’t there!
Jack was sure she hadn’t had time to escape, but he didn’t see her. All he saw was angry squidliens as far as the eye could see.
Unfortunately, in her absence, the squids now turned their attentions towards Jack; believing he was responsible for the ruined show as well.
“Ladies and gentlemen!...er...squids and squidettes?...I give youuuuuuuu...The Gorgons!” he pronounced, gesticulating with his arms towards the stage. He’d hoped to deflect their attention back to the real offenders, but he only managed to get insults and flying dishes in response.
Luckily, the squid-aliens weren’t particularly nimble, otherwise he would have soon been buried under an angry barrage of pulp and suction cups. They were, however, slowly advancing on him; waggling their tentacles threateningly in his direction.
He scanned the room, looking for an exit.
“Maybe she used a trap door?” Jack thought. “These stages all have trap doors, right?”
As he was about to search the ground for any sign of a trap door, a golden glint caught the corner of his eye. Looking up to see what it was, he didn’t see anything golden, but he did finally see an exit through a brief opening in the mob!
SLASH!
Avoiding the swipe of an angry tentacle, Jack darted through a part in the crowd, making a break for the exit.
DODGE! WEAVE!
Zigzagging his way towards the doorway past the cantankerous cephalopods, he dodged and weaved around serrated suction cups and tremulous tentacles.
Barely escaping unscathed, he reached the doorway. Passing through it, he sped into the corridor beyond.
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[image: humanoid squid alien, with shorter, wider front tentacles almost like hair on each side of eir face, and longer thinner tentacles on the back of eir head. Ey are a goldish yellow colour with blue patterns.]
More squid aliens! I'm getting to the point where I'm designing specific characters.
Also, I established that the squid aliens wear clothing, does that mean this is nsfw?