Mr Krabs Walking Sound Effect Novels & Stories

GROWLS~ The monster sounds echoed throughout the facility while heavy footsteps thundered from every direction. "We're really screwed this time..." Erick muttered under his breath.

The voice became louder. I groaned in pain when the high frequency of that voice rung pass my eardrums, almost breaking it’s thin layer. Suddenly, a huge blob of walking blood trudged to me—or more like, it scooted near me like a slime—and the ringing became louder every moment. At that time I saw it—tentacles portruding from the blob’s grotesque body—and grappled my head at a fast rate straight to my neck before I heard a loud SNAP!

She cut me off with a finger to her lips and a ‘shh’. From her other pocket she took out a pair of white ear buds and after connecting it to her phone stuck one part in her ear. Before I knew what was happening, the other part went in my own ear and soon it was filled with sounds of a guitar and a low, sonorous voice that sounded like the owner was in pain. “Kermit the Frog frightens me. Like seriously frightens me. If you bring that Muppet anywhere near me I will have a heart attack.”

He smirked and went in the deer's direction. I swaggered down the brook's edge. In the air, there was a strange humming sound. It sounded like a swarm of bees buzzing around. After that, the buzzing moved to the granite beneath my feet. I felt a tingle that traveled up to my fingertips as it passed through my body. As I turned the bend, the source of the noise became apparent.

No pain. No shredding... [Initiating Links] No sound of being crunched. Instead a faint male voice sounded from the back of my head through a small thread I could feel coming from Kyrniz and branching to all the others. [Link Established] [Unresponsive Host Detected] [Initiating Retrieval Protocol] -BAAM- -KABOOOOOM- A shockwave sounded in the dead of space as the turtle closed it's mouth as quickly as it had opened but something kept it from fully closing as the small, in caparison, comet of life flew into it's mouth and down into the darkness.

I have to leave this place, this suffocating environment that reminded me of Edward each passing day. Crunch. I stopped, turning very slowly. What was that sound? No one was here. Was that a… “Rat?” I whispered, looking about. The house was fully lit and there was no sign of any rat. Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. I turned to my window. Although covered by the curtains, I could tell that the sound came from outside. Someone was walking towards that window. “Alex?” I wondered. It can’t be. Alex would boldly come to the door and bang on it. This person was trying to sneak in.

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However, the sounds coming through the speaker had to be considered illegal. That was the future werewolf king at the peak of desire. His low growls mixed with static were tempting me over and over again. My legs went weak. “Open your mouth… take it,” he ordered. My face burned, and my gaze drifted against my will to the sausage in my hand. “Mm…” I bit down. Juice burst out with a wet, unmistakably suggestive sound. The breathing on the other end stopped. Sarek’s voice dropped even lower. “Baby, what are you eating? That sounds… wet.”

"Baraka... the sensors. I can still hear them." Baraka paused, tilting his head. His ears, adapted by the stress of the descent, picked up a sound that shouldn't exist this deep in the earth. It wasn't the skittering of the Rejects or the hiss of the steam vents. It was a footstep. CRUNCH. It was a heavy, rhythmic thud. It lacked the mechanical whine of Kazi’s exoskeleton. It was organic, yet it possessed the weight of a falling mountain.