The golden warrior frowned, his optics trained on the small human toy in front of him. Apparently, it had been a big thing once… Some loved them. Others… They scared the crap out of. A Furby, apparently… And, much to his horror, his human, Roxanne, had brought one here.
This furby had a tan undercoat, with brown over the top. A 1998 Generation Two Giraffe Furby. Bought from a thrift store.. With its tags still attached. And in amazing condition.
He’d been staring at the thing for hours now, wondering if the stories he’d read were true. And, not a peep came from it. It just sat there. Eyes shut. Doing nothing. He’d shaken it, flicked it, knocked it on its side, pried its eyes open, pried its beaks open, wiggled its ears, and even turned it upside down. But. Nothing.
Of course. What he DIDN’T know was that Roxanne hadn’t put any batteries in it. And, she didn’t really have the heart to actually do it… Cuz as soon as she did… Well. Let’s just say: No more Furby.
((Image is not mine, but it IS the exact Furby I got. ;3))
the humanoid organic known simply as Kat pointed at the thing of evil and shrieked like a banish “FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS UNHOLY GET THE BLOODY DEMON HELL SPAWN OUT OF THE BASE BEFORE IT DEVOURS US ALL!” sheeee was oen of the ones to set a furby on fire and mount it on a stake as an example to all other furbies to stay away.
Sunstreaker blinked at the demon-dragon thing, before snorting, batting the Furby aside. “Damned thing isn’t even doing a thing.” he snorted, sneering slightly. “Its broken or something.”
Kat blinked then picked it up and opened the battery pack “… ah, no batteries.” she showed him grinning.
"………….." Sunstreaker growled, his optics snapping to the berth to glare at the girl buried under the covers. "Really now." he growled.
((Roxanne as a guest~ C:))
Roxanne snickered slightly, making a face at Sunstreaker. “Problemo, Sunkist~?” CB
Kat giggled “Nope, no problem at all, the bastard’s dead, no batteries, no can kill us in our sleep… HOLY FUCK IT OPENED IT’S EYES!”
Sunstreaker blinked, looking at the Furby. “Wuuuuut…..” o.e
Kat was already clinging to the ceiling and pointed at it “KILL IT! KILL IT WITH FIAH!”