Splootalien ((link)) ●

The research station’s lead technician, a jittery being named Klik, waved six of his arms from a reinforced window. “It’s been like this for three cycles! It slid under the perimeter fence, splooted in the main courtyard, and now we can’t launch probes. Every time we try, it mrrps and the gravitational stabilizers go haywire.”

Dr. Voss stepped closer. The splootalien rotated one googly eye toward her. Slowly, majestically, it lifted one floppy leg and let it flop back down with a wet thwap . splootalien

A happy mrrrrrp echoed across the mudflats. The research station’s lead technician, a jittery being