There's nothing like smoking some freshly cut Grote from a Hoolie Stod. Rocking here on a chair I made from pure thought. Looking out on the Grote farm I created with my bare tentacles. Loving a hard days work under the Suns, fffffffft, whoa that's some strong Grote. Perhaps I should tinker down the Sapsis levels but then there's the problem of maintaining...oh, looks like I have a visitor! The portal opening up seems different, as though almost non-existent, fffffffft, I better analyze its event horizon for any sign of hostile, wanna-be killer, alien. I especially hate the Grey's, probably because they have no soul, fffffffft, Okay, event horizon checked but whatever is on the other side seems hesitant, almost scared. Maybe if I send it some love it'll come though. There have been a number of times when hostile aliens have become my best friend through telepathic hugs, fffffffft.
Ok, I think it received my vibe of peace, "Hello friend, I come in peace." Why did I have to mention come in peace? I already sent vibes of peace. Anyway, "It's okay, you can come in! I've got some extra Grote just for...wha...what's this? A...a human!" fffffffft.
"Well, excuse my rudeness for not introducing myself. I get all sorts of visitors now and then from all across the galaxy... but a Human... from Earth! It's okay, come through friend."
I didn't think Humans existed. I don't want to scare this one away so I'll tread lightly. "Whats your name friend?" Hmm, no reply, maybe I should introduce myself first. "Little shy huh? Well you can call me Frank or if you prefer you can call me Frankie, Franko or Franklin. All names I haven't used for thousands of years, probably even tens of thousands, but who's counting right?! I guess while you're here we can keep it simple and you can call me...Frank." fffffffft.
I don't know how long you're here for Human but I guess it's the same for every other race that randomly visits me. They come, I tell them a story and they go. Sometimes they go when I'm halfway through a story, which pisses me off. I better keep the communication rolling with the Human, "I guess I'll call you Friend, is that okay?" ...I better keep talking, I'm beginning to doubt if this Human can understand me, "Well Friend, if you feel yourself slipping back to where you came from, please let me know. I have a story for almost everything and if you're here to hear a story then you're in for a treat." fffffffft.
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THE OCTOPUS UNHINGED
Science FictionA supremely evolved Octopus named Frank, originally from Earth, lives peacefully on a planet somewhere distant in the Milky Way. Frank receives guests from all over the universe telling them his stories and life experiences. One day a member of a on...