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An imaginative mind is a wonderful thing, until something evil wonders in.
Kids have weird dreams sometimes, no one can deny that. I myself had one that involved a hotel lobby and stabbing people for shits. That’s probably why his dreams were ignored, played off as an overactive and rich imagination. Which was true, but you know, I can imagine some pretty cool crap but mine don’t come to life and eat people.
It didn’t eat people at first, no, but shadows slinking through the ocean under boats and green lights with no explanation just aren’t normal, ok? Especially if some kid kept insisting that he had seen them in his dreams as other people were seeing it with their waking eyes.
Especially when, after a week of this, the thing he said he saw started strolling down main street Rome and blasting the architecture with goddamn laser eyes, I mean Jesus Christ what the fuck? Green lasers that cut through stone like it wasn’t even solid. Out of it’s crapping eyes.
That’s a little more than an overactive imagination, alright?
It wasn’t the kids fault, no, now come on. I admit to having a few fantasies when I was a kid of turning into a dragon or some shit and burning down my school, but I probably wouldn’t have done it if I could have. I’m not a psychopath! And neither was the kid. The creepy ocean dwelling bastard just used his dreams as a means of manifesting in this world as a solid being, one that could actually interact with us. The kid apparently had some druid or sorcerer or elf blood in him, whatever. I didn’t pay attention to that part, I was too busy trying to not die at the time. Giant laser eye lizard-fish, ok? Priorities.
So, anyway, the thing in the ocean could reach out to this kids mind and use them to construct itself a body, and of course it didn’t just want to have some tea and cookies and talk about the weather. It wanted to take over the friggin’ world, because why the hell not, let’s be the most cliché monster ever. Like goddamn, dude.
It got a snout full of tank fire after it started rampaging, but the asshole could adapt to being shot, the cheating crap. It grew armor in better places, grew it thicker, and started moving faster so it was barely ever hit in the first place. Like it put fuckin’ god mode on in a video game, the lame son of a bitch.
Of course, I, being pretty damn cool, asked the kid if he could remember anything that might help from his dreams. He remembered that when it opened its mouth to eat people (and seriously, this kid is gonna need a really good shrink, dude) it gaped really wide and you could see right down it’s throat. The insides of anything are tender, guys, it didn’t take a genius to think up the plan of shooting a missile right into it’s gob. The problem was getting it to, you know, do that.
But, the kid solved that. He said if he could dream it up, he could try to dream it away again. Which is kid logic, but you know. Giant magic lizard-fish.
We decided to go for it, and got someone who knew what they were doing to get the kid into one of those lucid dream type things. You could see the exact moment the kid got the hang of making things happen, because the lizard-fish sorta started twitching.
It was actually pretty funny, I took a video.
Eventually, the kid managed to make the thing open its mouth, though it was thrashing and you could tell it was fighting back. Kids nose started bleeding like mad and some came out of his ears, too. But that bastard opened his mouth and that missile went right into it’s throat and it blew up inside it. There’s still chunks of it everywhere.
There was a funky black fog that rose out of the corpse and sorta slithered back into the ocean, though. I imagine parents are gonna listen to their kids more often when they tell them about their dreams.
And here is my entry for RenDragonClaw's What Giant Monster are You? Contest. Based in the rolls I got for my username Scatha, as follows:
Type of Monster - Deep Sea Leviathan
Origin - Conjured from Dreams
Offensive Ability - Ocular Energy Blast
Secondary Ability - Reactive Adaption/Evolution
Achillies Heel - Critical Singular Weakpoint
Motivation - Take Over the World
Location of first attack - Rome, Italy
Resistance to Weaponry - Elusive
Someone had to be first.
Sc'Tha, art, story (such as it is) (c) Me
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And I like dragons and monsters. A lot.
Favourite genre of music: Don't have one. I like most anything.