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Xenomorph has a minion!
Chestburster the Blind Flesher
Chestburster the Blind Flesher
Xenomorph
Legacy Name: Xenomorph.
The
Custom Common Experiment #69012Owner:
NamelessGhoulAge: 7 years, 1 week, 5 days
Born: April 28th, 2017
Adopted: 7 years, 1 week, 5 days ago
Adopted: April 28th, 2017
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
They’re like monsters from your nightmares. All teeth, claws and exoskeleton. They live in hellish dreamscapes that few would dare tread ever knowing what lay within this nest of biomechanical terror, but like nightmares they don’t truly exist until someone brings them to life. A dormant beast that doesn’t exist until someone stupid enough comes along to investigate what was once their way of life, and then they begin anew.
From day one they are a creature of violence. They reproduce forcefully with creatures who don’t consent with a spindly legged arachnid that cuts your oxygen off and breathes for you while it lays eggs in your lungs. Then, as quickly as it came, it goes; dying and curled up like a spider. The victim continues their lives, oblivious to the fact that they will soon die a horrible and painful death as the second stage tears through their chest like a massive bullet. Eating its way out until it leaves its host a mangled and dying mess.
It evolves once more to gather and moves so silently that it is almost undetectable; like a shadow and ten times as black as one. It is mindless with only one purpose; to kill and to reproduce. Those who it does not drag back to its nest meet its inner jaw moments before it skewers their brain.
Its victims are cocooned in a sticky saliva that they secrete, not unlike the way wasps build nests. Their heads and chest are left exposed so that they may repeat the process; positioning them in front of the eggs that hold their first life cycle. Then it repeats, until there is nothing left and they have decimated the entire planet and left nothing but death and destruction.
They are a creature to be feared and not one to be trifled with. They multiply by the thousands, and they’re everywhere. They’re in the ceiling, they’re under the floor, they’re blending into their nests like part of its structure until it’s too late and they’re upon you. They are mindless but incredibly intelligent. They have one goal in mind but will kill their own to escape confinement, as the blood they secrete burns through anything it touches.
But don’t worry. They’ll tell you they’re not real; that they’re a figment of your imagination. That maybe you’ve spent too much time in hypersleep and merely dreamed of this.
And besides, like nightmares, they mostly come at night.
Mostly.
From day one they are a creature of violence. They reproduce forcefully with creatures who don’t consent with a spindly legged arachnid that cuts your oxygen off and breathes for you while it lays eggs in your lungs. Then, as quickly as it came, it goes; dying and curled up like a spider. The victim continues their lives, oblivious to the fact that they will soon die a horrible and painful death as the second stage tears through their chest like a massive bullet. Eating its way out until it leaves its host a mangled and dying mess.
It evolves once more to gather and moves so silently that it is almost undetectable; like a shadow and ten times as black as one. It is mindless with only one purpose; to kill and to reproduce. Those who it does not drag back to its nest meet its inner jaw moments before it skewers their brain.
Its victims are cocooned in a sticky saliva that they secrete, not unlike the way wasps build nests. Their heads and chest are left exposed so that they may repeat the process; positioning them in front of the eggs that hold their first life cycle. Then it repeats, until there is nothing left and they have decimated the entire planet and left nothing but death and destruction.
They are a creature to be feared and not one to be trifled with. They multiply by the thousands, and they’re everywhere. They’re in the ceiling, they’re under the floor, they’re blending into their nests like part of its structure until it’s too late and they’re upon you. They are mindless but incredibly intelligent. They have one goal in mind but will kill their own to escape confinement, as the blood they secrete burns through anything it touches.
But don’t worry. They’ll tell you they’re not real; that they’re a figment of your imagination. That maybe you’ve spent too much time in hypersleep and merely dreamed of this.
And besides, like nightmares, they mostly come at night.
Mostly.
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