((sorry, been busy. ^^;;
and pssst- he's in an alley on the ground. XP))
Bloop entirely ignored the thing for about.... two minutes, then slowly he turned to look at it, strange smile plastered on his blue face as always. for another few minutes, he simple stared disconcertingly at the thing, positively still.
then all the hands on his back snapped simultaneously and he thrust the shriveled old head at the newcomer inquiringly, and the lips moved, "who you be be? can i play play with your hands hands?"
the arms swung up absently, reaching greedily for those hands.
hands were just so much fun the way they moved. he always loved to see how they break. each hand was different, you see. some had skin, other had scales or feathers. some were long and spindly and others were nastily pudgy and fat-
of course, as all this went though his head as speech, it was projected out a sound waves, as per the usual. not that he could stop it or anything- he didn't even know when it happened. one hand opened and squirted a great glob of super sticky glue forward reflexively as they missed the hand they were aiming for and grabbed thin air far to the left of the actual thing itself. he looked at his hands with the pseudo head and appeared upset, then, moving faster this time, again reached greedily forwards, still rambling on about various parts of the body.
-and feet are fun too. but the ones with long fingers are the best of all, ooh yes, they crackle and cruk and crunch and people scream when you put one you've removed up on their faces when they sleep. people scream funny... why does they scream when i fix them i wonder? but if you put one of the spinny joints where the bendy joints should go they dance around and jump and fall, especially if they're up high, then they go splat and i get to keep their arms and hands and feet.....
Bloop, who had actually stopped moving mid-reach, made the pseudo head look up, just re-noticing the creature before him again. the arms dropped for a second, then he reached back and pulled one of the hands from his back, still writhing, and offered it to the thing, as the pseudo head spoke again, "can we trade you for a footsie or a hand or a wing? or maybe an extra mouth..." regardless of if the thing possessed ANY of these things, he wanted something new. If the subject wasn't 'sleeping' which was, by his definition, lying down, he had to trade for the body parts or they would eat him. not that he know WHY of course, but he just assumed that they'd eat him- and then he'd lose ALL his precious body parts! he could NEVER let that happen!!
.....it'd be fun to have wings and flap them in peoples' faces. i could put them on my tail and- oooh, maybe i can get a nose for my hand, or an EAR perhaps.... noses are fin, you can smell all KINDS of horrible stuff... and you can stick them in strange places too and make people dis- disgus- ....go BLEGGREA!!! and throw up, but you can throw ears at people, they're wonderful for keeping little kids busy... then when they see it's not a spinny disk they scream, and they throw it. SOMETIMEs they fall.... and then i get to play with them.....
