TRIFFID COMMUNICATION GRID
Triffids utilize this network of innocent looking antennae to communicate with their home world.
Triffids utilize this network of innocent looking antennae to communicate with their home world.
The triffid queen arrived on Earth for an inspection tour, and the loon was granted an exclusive interview with her. Loon: Welcome to Earth, oh Queen. How have you enjoyed the tour so far? Triffid Queen: Frankly, I am shocked to see how easy our task of conquest will be, what with the self-defeating activities […]
The scientific brain froth of a triffid genius shivers in a burst of blossom to communicate with the home galaxy far, far away.
RED RAGE SEETHING CHAINSAW TEETHING LO, THE TINY TRIFFIDS SWARM BEST NOT LINGER TO LOSE A FINGER IN THE ENSUING FRENZIED STORM
The loon had to do quite a lot of quick clicking and squeaking before this Tahoe triffid believed the loon wasn’t just a woofin’ about his special relationship with the triffid empire. Fortunately for the loon, disaster was narrowly averted.
Triffid troops assemble for inspection wearing camouflage headgear. Beneath the earth, their venom-filled bodies stretch out a good ten feet below their attractive lavender and green heads. Venom spray spigots are neatly hidden in the yellow camouflage.
The triffid scouts assemble at dawn to receive their orders. Destination? Yonder right to investigate garden borders.
This particular triffid lures you close before releasing its brain quiver rays, which induce unhealthy eating habits in its victims. Said strategy has proved to be quite effective, as you no doubt have noticed.