Reptoids/Draconians

A little creepy,don't know what I would do is I came upon something like this.has anyone seen this thing or is it just thought about?

During the early months of the paranormal investigations at my house conducted by Donna & Tim with their former group, Kayla's friend Katie was here started to tell us about something she had seen walking along the road by her house.(about 6 city blocks from our house)
It was in Oct. of 2006. She tried to describe it and I remember Donna asked her if she could draw it, she did and when I saw what she had drawn, I went searching on Google to see what I could find. Below is a photo I found from some Reptoid website and this picture is almost exactly what Katie drew...EEK!!!

Reptoid physical forms appear to be as varied as those of humans and even more so. They share certain physical attributes such as a humanoid form (one head, two arms, two legs etc.) and some, but not all, of the following:

Beaded or scaled skin like a lizard or serpent. The scales (scutes) are larger on broad areas such as the back and chest and the hands, face and other malleable areas of the body have small scales that allow finer flexing.

A slightly large, slightly back sloping cranium (sometimes appearing conical) with two bony ridges that begin near the brow region of the forehead and extend backwards.

Two slit or almond shaped eyes with either vertical or circular pupils (Vertical indicates adaptation to low light environments, circular to near surface or lighted environments.)

Two ears (small holes,) one on each side of their heads that may or may not be covered by thin scales.

A flat and wide nose with a very little bridge area in between.

Lipless mouths with varying dentition.

Very muscular and trim torso with strong arms and legs.

Four to 6 digits of each hand covered by fine scales.

Tails that have been seen to be as long as four feet to as small as 18 inches. Some do not have tails at all, only a small bump at the base of the spine.

These things reportedly are living in underground tunnels and caves, which we have an abundance of in our area.
I've never seen one of these...Thank God...but have been interested in this since Katie drew it.

Here is a website where you can read about them.

http://www.reptoids.com/

one thing i just thought about is, I wonder how they reproduce? Do they lay eggs, or do they give birth to little reptoids, I don't know just a random thought. Any ideas krzy 😎

'Lizard Birth'

If you have raised kids (or been one), and gone through
the pet syndrome, including toilet flush burials for dead
goldfish, the story below will have you laughing out
LOUD!

Overview: I had to take my son's lizard to the vet.

Here's what happened:

Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me
there was 'something wrong' with one of the two
lizards he holds prisoner in his room.

'He's just lying there looking sick,' he told me. 'I'm
serious, Dad. Can you help?'

I put my best lizard-healer expression on my face and
followed him into his bedroom. One of the little lizards
was indeed lying on his back, looking stressed. I
immediately knew what to do.

'Honey,' I called, 'come look at the lizard!'

'Oh, my gosh!' my wife exclaimed. 'She's having
babies.'

'What?' my son demanded. 'But their names are
Bert and Ernie, Mom!'

I was equally outraged.

'Hey, how can that be? I thought we said we didn't
want them to reproduce,' I said accusingly to my wife.

'Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in their
cage?' she inquired (I think she actually said this
sarcastically!)

'No, but you were supposed to get two boys!' I
reminded her, (in my most loving, calm, sweet
voice, while gritting my teeth).

'Yeah, Bert and Ernie!' my son agreed.

'Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, you
know,' she informed me (Again with the sarcasm!).

By now the rest of the family had gathered to see
what was going on. I shrugged, deciding to make
the best of it.

'Kids, this is going to be a wondrous experience,'
I announced. 'We're about to witness the miracle
of birth..'

'Oh, gross!' they shrieked

'Well, isn't THAT just great? What are we going to do
with a litter of tiny little lizard babies?' my wife wanted
to know.

We peered at the patient. After much struggling, what
looked like a tiny foot would appear briefly, vanishing
a scant second later.

'We don't appear to be making much progress,' I
noted.

'It's breech,' my wife whispered, horrified.

'Do something, Dad!' my son urged.

'Okay, okay.' Squeamishly, I reached in and grabbed
the foot when it next appeared, giving it a gentle tug.
It disappeared. I tried several more times with the
same results.

'Should I call 911?' my eldest daughter wanted to know.

'Maybe they could talk us through the trauma.' (You
see a pattern here with the females in my house?)

'Let's get Ernie to the vet,' I said grimly. We drove to
the vet with my son holding the cage in his lap.

'Breathe, Ernie, breathe,' he urged.

'I don't think lizards do Lamaze,' his mother noted to
him. (Women can be so cruel to their own young. I
mean what she does to me is one thing, but this boy
is of her womb, for G~d's sake.).

The vet took Ernie back to the examining room and
peered at the little animal through a magnifying glass.

'What do you think, Doc, a C-section?' I suggested
scientifically.

'Oh, very interesting,' he murmured. 'Mr. and Mrs.
Cameron, may I speak to you privately for a moment?'

I gulped, nodding for my son to step outside.

'Is Ernie going to be okay?' my wife asked.

'Oh, perfectly,' the vet assured us. 'This lizard is not
in labor.. In fact, that isn't EVER going to happen.
Ernie is a boy. You see, Ernie is a young male. And
occasionally, as they come into maturity, like most
male species, they um . . um . . masturbate. Just
the way he did, lying on his back.' He blushed,
glancing at my wife.

We were silent, absorbing this.

'So, Ernie's just . . . excited,' my wife offered.

'Exactly,' the vet replied, relieved that we understood.

More silence. Then my vicious, cruel wife started to
giggle. And giggle. And then even laugh loudly.

'What's so funny?' I demanded, knowing, but not
believing that the woman I married would commit
the upcoming affront to my flawless manliness.

Tears were now running down her face. 'It's just .that . .
I'm picturing you pulling on its . . its. . . teeny little . . '
She gasped for more air to bellow in laughter once
more.

'That's enough,' I warned. We thanked the vet and
hurriedly bundled the lizard and our son back into
the car.. He was glad everything was going to be okay.

'I know Ernie's really thankful for what you did, Dad,'
he told me.

'Oh, you have NO idea,' my wife agreed, collapsing
with laughter.

Two lizards: $140.

One cag e: $ 50.

Trip to the vet: $30.

Memory of your husband pulling on a liz rd's winkie:

Priceless!

Moral of the story: Pay attention in biology class.

Lizards lay eggs

Oh My Goodness!!! I laughed till the tears fell. Thank you Krzy for sharing this.