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[ *Angrily clicks her risks together before letting out an almost playful roar at the hybrid* ]

‘ wtf?! What’re you doing?! ‘

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me, a Connecticutite:

y’all: finally the EVIL summer is over!!!!!!!! getting ready for my one true bae fall!!!!!! pumpkin spice and aesthetic here i COME!!!!!!

me, a northener: 

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            my cousin haz no chill.

Breath on the nostrils of a horse and he’ll be yours for life. 

Alien: Covenant (2017) Neomorph “goblin-shark” appreciation post

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Xenomorph by Tigersan

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                 ‘ i don’t even fucking eat cornbread; i eat ramen noo--                      ah fine, whatever, numnumnumnum, THERE HAPPY? ‘

recxlled   »   call.

yes. yes she does

GOOD.    i mean she may never vocally point it out but she’s call’s number one fan.

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                    ‘ i just lost my damn appetite. ’ thx.

with wide, sinister silver grin ' good evening ... '

“Howdy. Please don’t eat me, I probably taste like drugs anyway.”

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                  ‘ you didn’t raise her good enough, then, doc. ‘

recxlled   »   call.

yes. yes she does

GOOD.    i mean she may never vocally point it out but she’s call’s number one fan.

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but at xcnii: ya jealous bro?

                  ‘ ........ ’

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              when your alien buddy that has been buried in the ice                  dunes of the antarctic gets a little too excited with his                  hosts ...

@chariotsofthegodsman

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              ‘ ah, yes … i can smell the weed on you.                       then again …. i find even the taste of chewing                                marijuana quite edible. ‘ he teases.

with wide, sinister silver grin ' good evening ... '

“Howdy. Please don’t eat me, I probably taste like drugs anyway.”

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          how about a room????

recxlled   »   call.

yes. yes she does

GOOD.    i mean she may never vocally point it out but she’s call’s number one fan.

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Ripley tilts her head to the side. Eyes narrow. Not that she easily trust in the first place. Is she an expert on who's human who isn't? Probably not. "Who the hell are you?"

he is pleased at the curiosity.finally, some orthodox questions ...

                   ‘ the name’s venos. i have a much  l o n g e r  name ....                             so i don’t think i should bore you with that .... ummm.                     i am i hybrid. of xenomorph queen and human brute                          warrior. there are probably thousands of my kind.                        each with unique talents. ’

                                                      ‘ ... i have to ask, though ...                                                                   what are you doing here? ‘

                                tail whips around. as he puts his                                   royal crown down. revealing                                   bald, transparent cranium.                     

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|| ------ "Why do. you sulk like this? Is it because I have given some attention to your siblings and not you?"

@spittercastequeen

                      ‘  mmmm … just a little. ’ a sigh of defeat. a slither,                         and a click of the throat. ‘ ok. maybe a lot. ‘

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          ‘  yes yes. i know. i get that a lot -- the          intelligence, wittiness, and productiveness of           the human, amalgamated with the          efficiency, obedience, ruthlessness, and stealth           of the xenomorph. the xeno empire states that            my musculature can easily crush a yautja            skull. i’m not trying to brag; i guess it’s just            something i can do. but anyway -- ‘

           he swiftly catches a bird in mid air with his tail.         ‘ how goes the hunting, big boi? ’ he teases, mouth            stuffed with flesh and feathers.

' so you're the rebel i've been hearing so much about, huh? the big cheese. the yautja badass. i'm not impressed. '

Appearances can be deceiving hybrid you of all people should know that.

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                     ‘ i wanted ... to ask you out ... on a date. ’ he strained to say.                        according to scientists, the forearm is one of the most                        sensitive parts of the human-xeno body. it has more blood                        vessels. more arteries. the feeling for him was like a grenade                        exploding in his hand and shrapnel going up his arm. thank                        god the little lady didn’t manage to impale his tail; oh, he would                        be on the floor, almost to tears. 

                                              ‘ fffffucking phak-kib ...  ’ venos sneers, trying to stop the bleeding                          of semi-acidic blood. more acidic than bleach or rubbing                           alcohol, but less than pure xenomorph blood (thankfully).

☠☠ (stab his hard meat ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )

Send me a ☠ for your muse to stab mine

or ☠☠ for my muse to stab yours || [ Accepting ]

     There were two things that Ki’ja did not like: bees, and being startled. Although when it came down to the nitty gritty, she hated being startled, and it would usually end with the one startling her getting hurt to some degree…which was what the situation currently was.

     She did not know what the hybrid wanted this time, but she had ended up with the ends of her wristblades lodged in his forearm while growling lowly at Venos. If her blades were starting to dissolve from his blood, K’ja did not notice. Instead, her rising temper was quickly becoming very unpleasant.

     “Why do you insist on this, wretched ui’stbi?”

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             ‘ hmm ... just make sure you keep your truce. none of that                backstabbing bullshit you people tend to do. ’ it was true, though.                yautjas do tend to fight each other. a lot. not so much xenos                anyway. he snickers anyway. ‘ got to say, you have a nice ass                and some good sass ... for a yautja. ’

"You..." the huntress growled softly from underneath her biohelm. "You smell of the Hard-Meat Queen of the spitting class. Are you close with her?"

                     ‘ i’m her son, yautja. i am prince of the new established                      xenomorph colony. now with 86% more humanoid hybrids.                         at this moment, you’re lucky i’m the only one you have to                         worry about. i usually bring my crew with me. ‘

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"What..." Ki'ja lightly prodded Veno's shoulder with her combistick. Her helm was off, revealing her face and glowing yellow eyes that looked at him with a mix of curiosity, confusion, and slight disgust. "Ooman...but kiande amedha..." then it hit her and her mandibles flared open wide, eyes blazing with realization. "Ui'tsbi!"

                 when coming back to consciousness, he sees the yautja.                     surprised, he screeches at the highest degree in his native                     tongue:͕͗Aᵞ͕͕͗͗ᵃ͕͕͗͗ˢ͕͗ ͕͗ᴬ͕͕͗͗ᵈ͕͕͗͗ᴬ͕͕͗͗ᵖ͕͕͗͗ᴵ͕͕͗͗ʳ͕͕͗͗ᴬ͕͕͗͗ᵈ͕͗ ͕͗ᵃ͕͕͗͗ᴰ͕͕͗͗ᶰ͕͕͗͗ᴬ͕͗ ͕͗ᴿ͕͕͗͗ᵒ͕͕͗͗ᵀ͕͕͗͗ᵒ͕͕͗͗ᴷ͕͗ ͕͗ᴺ͕͕͗͗ᵃ͕͕͗͗ᴳ͕͕͗͗ᶰ͕͕͗͗ᴬ͕͕͗͗ᵗ͕͗ ͕͗ᶰ͕͕͗͗ᴬ͕͕͗͗ᵏ͕͕͗͗ᵀ͕͕͗͗ᵃ͕͕͗͗ᴾ͕͕͗͗ᵃ͕͕͗͗ᴰ͕͕͗͗ᶰ͕͕͗͗ᴱ͕͕͗͗ᵐ͕͗ (get your filthy hands of me!)!!!