No CGI (male) 3
The other two theropods sniff you from a distance. “this is \_\_\_," r says, tail thumping the seat. “[m]eet x." he gestures to white scales, lying on the floor. “and e." he gestures to the green-scaled raptor occupying the rest of the booth.
Hot Air Balloon Act 3
Stepping off to the side, the dragon caught the jumping theropod from under and just tossed him much further into the buildings.
Shower Scene
He was a tall, honey-scaled theropod, dressed in immaculate slacks, collared shirt, and a smooth vest. thin spectacles balanced perfectly on his tapered snout.
King of All Monster - Chapter 1
With a head like a theropod, claws sharper than swords and golden eyes that gleamed with radioactive power, his bestial frame certainly proved impressive than all the little humans cheering around him.
Guardian of the Saurians
To the west, the great rockwood, a massive forest made of gray stone-barked trees that housed the tiniest of theropods.
Kamoya, the Mother of Monster Island - Part 5
Despite not really being his friend, the theropod was one of the few dinosaurs on the island anguirus was somewhat close to. they _had_ been frozen together for a few million years. "wait! kamoya! don't kill him!"
No CGI: Hollywood Meeting
theropod, raptorlike but standing lower, unable to raise themselves up to a human stance. thinner, leaner, and all the more surprising to meet one who managed to pack on enough muscle to make some t-rexes look small.
Year 2092
Very abridged description: regressive dna engineering made a vulture grow a tail, hands, and pelvis of a theropod.
Making a New Girlfriend | Entree Sized Commission
The theropod said go for it, and then... nothing. karazel grunted as she heard a clatter. her carrier used one of his arms to swat clean a tabletop before setting her down ass-first onto the cool wood.
2092 start of a completely normal day
#3 of 2092 very abridged description: regressive dna engineering made a vulture grow a tail, hands, and pelvis of a theropod.
No CGI (male) 10
R’s unit is packed with so many dinosaurs the humans must stand in the cracks between theropod bodies. it feels like being in a cattle pen, but with brighter colors moving around, and with obvious groping happening.
Life of My Own
Another slow nod from the theropod. "but he was freed by someone." "yes. an allosaurus named xakoda." a double take from the tirix as the larger one took a slow sip.