#grxy-mitchell

Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.

“The park doesn’t need genetically modified animals... the gene splicing only ends in disaster. The money should go to helping out the animals we already have. Start letting people get more interactive time with the animals instead of cross-breeding and designing new ones. Or hell... get the DNA out of other fossils that are around. How many people want to see an archaeoptryx? Or an Allosaurus? Why not get a plesiosaurus? Get Ammonites! There are TONS of dinosaurs that could be brought back with reverse extinction!”

Yellow for a scary starter

Alex had brought Gray to the lab to show him the eggs that would be hatching. She showed him around and then they went to the nursery. There were different areas for different dinosaurs to learn about things and she brought him to her girls. 

The young herbivores came over to them and all wanted to be pet and loved on. But they shifted and the triceratops made a line of themselves from their Alpha, seeing a different dinosaur.

Alex froze and put Gray behind her. “Whatever you do… stay behind the Triceratops… it’s a baryonyx… They’re aggressive… and they have twice as many teeth as a T-rex. Just… Stay behind them… and when I tell you to run… run,” She instructed calmly, even though she was screaming on the inside.

my opinion on;

character in general: I personally believed that Gray would be a hard character to capture due to the depth of him. While it isn’t explored much in the movie, it seems that Gray has underlying things as to why he ‘feeds the monster under his bed’, knows the exact time it takes to get to the airport, can tell you everything about the Jeep in the Old Park, and about the Park.how they play them: I applaud you. I LITERALLY hear Gray when you write. Like... No Joke! It’s awesome. You have captured him and I just... Wow. Even from the short time we’ve been writing I’m so happy I get to see how you write him and interpret all the things.the mun: I don’t know them well enough... but they seem pretty darn awesome.

do i;

follow them: Yesrp with them: Yes and I want to more.want to rp with them:Yes please... Well... more please.ship their character with mine:No.... Nope. He’s a kid, Alex is old enough to be his mother. Friend-ship. Sure. Relation-Ship... Nope. That would be wrong.

what is my;

overall opinion: You are amazing and I’m happy we’ve started writing. Please don’t let anyone tell you anything bad because they’d just be jealous. You are awesome... And by the way that non-chalant entrance into my askbox is probably the coolest I’ve seen. Thank you for that.

Send “What happened?” for your muse to find mine in or on the verge of tears.

Alex had gotten test results on one of her girls. It was a disease she couldn’t treat. She didn’t want to say goodbye to one of her girls. Especially one of the younger ones. When she heard someone talk to her, she sniffled and straightened up.

“I...I-It’s nothing,” She whispered, folding the paper up and tucking it in her pocket. “C-Can I-I help you?”

     Kyle could sense the boy’s enthusiasm and excitement from the moment he entered the Pachy Arena. And this kid wasn’t just excited because “oh cool giant lizards” either. It was pretty clear to the handler that he knew things about the dinosaurs. This boy was likely a huge dinosaur nerd, like Kyle himself. When kids like this entered the area, Kyle got more lively and expressed more emotions.

Okay, so marathoning My Strange Addiction probably wasn’t the most productive way to be spending a Saturday afternoon. Before the incident, she’d have been up at seven, showered by seven thirty, and out the door by eight, ready to take on the world. Since her career ended with Jurassic World, though, all of that seemed to have come to a grinding halt. If camping out on Karen’s couch huddled under a quilt with her pin-straight hair bouncing into waves wasn’t a low point, she didn’t know what was. She felt a shadow of the woman she once was. 

Curling her long legs under her body, she looked up as her youngest nephew entered the room. Trying to compose herself, she offered a wan smile, hoping that her expression fooled him for the time being. 

     The Spinosaurus exhibit had finally been opened. After eight years of preparation, repeat inspections, vet appointments, and training, Paddock 19, also known as the Spinosaur Dynasty, was finally on the park map. Dr. Bledsoe had been truly ecstatic at the grand opening. She spoke to as many visitors as she could and shared a lot about Cleo’s early years. Even though a few months had passed, Annalisa was still very excited and was found around the exhibit, answering questions or just sharing Spinosaur facts.

     However, it was near closing time for the day and the viewing window was practically empty. Cleopatra had become accustomed to people moving around her enclosure. Though she didn’t exactly like those scaleless creatures, she did like all the attention she got. Alpha was around just as often as when she was a hatchling and Cleo was given treats more often than ever before. Although she didn’t like anyone aside from Alpha, she tolerated the new abundance of people.