FullbusterOrleans
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Wait, what? Jurassic park has.. a...
yup, here's a little snippit
The Brontosaurus arched it’s huge head back, clamping a thick nest of greenery between it’s flat jaws and munched it’s slow, sexy, jurassic munch. 80 odd feet below, Dr Alan Grant was astonded at what he was seeing. The fact that it was a real, live dinosaur was a heck of a start, but Alan was well past simple awe. That stage had ended after Malcolm had asked Hammond how he had achieved these beings, and as the group drove off, Grant had jabbered vague assurances to Ellie that he would catch up with them. But things were different now. Now he was in love.
Gazing up at the several tons of greyish green flesh in front of him, every fibre of Grant’s being ached with affection for this dinosaur. This was a sensation the likes of which he’d never known, a palpable energy surging through his every pore, and he was overwhelmed by it. This was beyond a simple crush, Alan felt that he belonged with this creature, and furthermore, that this creature felt the same way. Transfixed at what was before him, Alan fell to his knees, tears falling down his cheeks, gaspingly happy. The brontosaurus, still chewing it’s leafy lunch, turned it’s long, thick, neck back and looked at Alan.
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