Parasite in head.........

also see: [url=http://www.prometheus-movie.com/community/forums/topic/1523#16220][/url]

Awesome share, I have not seen this before. Definitely looks like something jumping out of something. To me its looks like somekind of parasite or frog like creature jumping out of what looks like either a helmet or some kind of egg sac.

I always did think it looked like some kind of egg

I see something, but the animated gif moves way too fast. In fact it was hurting my brain to watch that lol. Maybe post a slower one for closer examination!?

Thanks for the share......that's as interesting and enticing as anything we've scene in a long time.....interesting....very interesting (I say in a thick, deep, peculiar European accent).

Man, I think you're onto something. Can't say for sure, but it looks like it could be the same scene. I wish that leaked trailer was a little clearer. If it is a parasite/creature and that's a head, maybe it finds it's way into Holloway's head and that's what we're seeing under the skin of his face moving around. Purely speculating here.

BTW it does look more like a egg sac of some sort than a head, but I know that's speculated to be Jockey head as well.

UGH, just had a disturbing thought about a parasite in the head the way that I just described it. Sounds too much like the Goa'uld from Stargate (Which is also based on ancient astronaut theories), I love that show, but I want to see something different here.

If we could have this gif as a sequence of stills. You can open this up in Photoshop and/or Gimp and export each frame as a jpeg but I'm too lazy to do it now. BTW, there is another leaked trailer similar to this one but with the words "WILD CARD" across the center of the screen. The video is much like a mix of the official trailer and the SKIP FILM trailer. Google is your friend.

Okay, here's the scoop Prometheus stole fire from Zeus, and gave it to man, for his punishment Prometheus was stricken with never ending pain and suffering by Zeus The Prometheus spaceship and crew, humans/androids stumbles upon an unknown lifeform/power/biochemical enterity and try and take it for themselves, all looks good for a while, thinking that they have found the new beginning to evolve mankind They think that they succeeded but are unaware that the keepers (space jockies) are watching their every move. While man tries to experiment with their new found bounty, they start a chain of reactions that starts a chain of terrifying events that scare the space jockies into a panic who then unleash their "dogs" to prevent the Prometheus from escaping. Because not all beings on the Prometheus are human, (remember Bishop/Ash) there is hope that the Space Jockies will call off their 'dog" if what ever was taken is returned...... They return what was taken and as punishment all that man touched is destroyed except the androids that the Space Jockies keep to study..... Unknowing to the Space Jockies the human androids have the ability to send to earth the discovery and events that occued, earth activate the human androids into sending the so called distress signal.......... The signal is intercepted by the Nostromos BTW I'm only guessing, just like the rest of you

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Dad and I shared a birthday It was his 34th and my 18th this year. Being just 16 years apart made us more like brothers then Father and Son really, and I loved that closeness. My dad is a head turner Adonis, a Tall Blonde powerfully built man who resembles Brad Pitt and I am proud to say I am dad's spitting image. As close as we were, there was one major secret kept between us, Oddly enough it was exactly what Dad did to earn our living? Every day he'd leave the house for work as I left for school, him in one of his many $3,000.00 hand made suits. Get into his custom made 15 foot RV that was his office and exotic lounge all rolled into one. His faithful driver would show up park his own car and drive dad off to whatever was his job. Early and many times over the years dad had been frank with me, I was never to ask exactly what he did for a living, That what he did was totally legal and I'd learn when I was older just what it was. We called this " OUR AGREEMENT " Early in life I was amused by our neighbors and my friends who would defer to my dad and try to pry from me what it was he did do. I knew the deference was due to them thinking my dad some sort of Crime boss that it was wise not to upset him at any cost. Really I kind of liked the idea and enjoyed the benefits of their deference to me as well. Now by 2 weeks before my big 18th birthday I was also convinced dad was a crime boss, There was just no other explanation to all the money and the suits our housekeeper and cook, the drivers, expensive vacations and three local restaurants dad owned in town but seldom visited or tended to himself. Why the custom made RV and not a car? This was not the only secret I had in my young life then. There was my relationship with Jimmy Gears our next door neighbor who's dad was a single Parent like mine and also well off as head of surgery at the local hospital. Jimmy and I would spend many a sleep over as we grew up only difference from other kids sleep overs is that when we planned or asked for a sleep over it turned out Our dads agreed always, but it always turned out to be a foursome sleep over, Our two dads made a night of it as well sleeping over in the master bed room not far from our rooms. Jimmy and I took it as an over protective single parent thing and paid little mind. You guessed it Jimmy and I as many a young boys do, progressed from a showing each other ours, to jerking each other off and even to sucking and gloriously into fucking the hell out of each others holes. I grew to love Jimmy and he me as only two boys into this sort of thing could and do. Jimmy and I could be open and frank with each other as only two male lovers can and so Jimmy reinforced the in me the neighborhood conception of my dad as a Crime boss. Jimmy worked himself up to a lather in fear that if ever our love became known to my dad he'd have Jimmy snuffed, wiped out, taken care of, sent to swim with the fishes as they say. One night alone in Jimmy's bed I was as always trying to make light of his fears. " Jimmy do you think if my dad was really a Crime boss he'd be sleeping right now down the hall in a bed with your own dad? Crime boss's just don't clime into bed with other men." I had said that without thinking and only as a means to ease Jimmy's mind but hearing my own words suddenly enlightened my own mind. The truth of my own statement opened my eyes to a possibility, We were in a large mansion that had four bedrooms and here was our dads sleeping together in one bed? Every other weekend it was the four of us sleeping in our home or at Jimmy's and the same arrangement always. We'd take summer and winter vacations to Paris, London, and it was always two a joining hotel rooms one for the Dads one for us boys. Jimmy propped up on one elbow naked after I had creamed his hole with my teen cum was shocked at the thought. " Holy Shit Brad, Our dad's are as into each other as you and I are" The rest of that night we were up and talking about only that possibility, Our dads were queer for each other as we were. We bought up all the signs we had been missing to prove our case. Jimmy remembered then that not long ago he noticed his dad had kissed us good night wearing blue jockey shorts and my dad had on white jockey shorts, In the morning he distinctly noticed that the briefs were reversed on them. I recalled once finding two used rubbers that didn't flush down the toilet after one of our sleep overs, Jimmy and I never used rubbers on each other. How could we have been so blind? Was it that we were so involved in our own sexual escapades we didn't see their's happening? Jimmy bought it up first by asking " If this is true Brad, would you be open to having sex with my dad and would I be open to having sex with your dad? I lay there and at his words was picturing his dad naked. The man was a dream Hunk, Like my dad Blonde and the perfectly formed male body. I had the excitement of one time or another having seen both Men's cocks and they were both thickly and hung long and uncut. I answered Jimmy's question slowly and deliberately more then a little afraid my answer could piss Jimmy off. " Jimmy to be honest it would be weird as hell at first but Yes I'd have our kind of sex with both Men." A plan was hatched, Each man had a private office in the basement of each home, My dad's was locked up tighter then a bank vault but Jimmy's dad's office was never locked. We'd join forces during the school week and investigate that office for clue's. There was an hour each school day when we were mostly alone except for our respective housekeepers up stairs. in both home the house gym a joined the offices. We found three film tapes the first marked " First rehearsal. "Jim and Brad" We took the tape up to Jimmy's room excited to have found this treasure. I wasn't really prepared for all the information it did in fact reveal to us to shocked boys. First was my dad big Brad talking to a group of men maybe four of them. It seemed to be in a studio, there was a large bed with drinks on a table next to it. Dad was saying to the group. " OK men for this test no matter what I want complete silence during the filming and I want to run trough the whole sequence start to finish, we have a new man here on the set and this is to be our personal tape so no real need to be all that professional." Then shockingly out comes or into camera range comes Big Jim dressed like my own dad is shorts, T-Shirt and white socks, Wordlessly the two dad's embrace and are all over each other humping cocks and tonguing each other like gay lovers. My dad surprisingly goes down and actually kissed Big Jim's socked foot and then slowly peels off Big Jim's white socks and is holding up his muscular foot and licking and kissing that manly bare foot all while Big Jim is all smiles and bending to kiss my dad's head as the foreplay goes on. Dad reaches up and in a flash not missed by the camera pulls down Big Jim's shorts and the largest hard cock I've ever seen pops free and my dad is now all over that monster bare long 9 inch cock. One camera catches him sucking and devouring that monster cock while one camera shows his hand finger fucking into Jim's hole as he sucks. Then two fingers and then, Lord almighty Big Jim is pushing back on three of dad's fingers and loving it all. Suddenly both dad's are on the large bed and naked as all hell and 69ing each other and the three cameras are catching all the wonderful sucking. Jimmy and I then estimate that my dad's cock is at least an inch longer at maybe 10 inches. My dad asks suddenly in all kinds of sexual heat. " You want to be the bitch? Big Jim rolls off my dads cock and at once is on his back legs up in the air in submission to my dad. There is some confusion with the cameras I suppose ad they move to get into place and then We witness the head of my dad's cock up against Big Jim's hole and then inserting into the spreading hole as big Jim calls out for more of my dad's cock. We watch shocked as all 10 inches of that thick ass big uncut bare cock move slowly into big Jim's welcoming hole. It was there the film ended with a chalk board being held up before the camera saying " PART ON OF THREE" As Jimmy was reversing the film in the machine his housekeeper calls up the stairs. " Its almost time Boys for dinner" We rushed down to the office and return the tape as we found it. All four of us were to eat at Jimmy's that night and then after go out together to a movie. I was hard the whole meal looking at those two dads and later that night Jimmy fucked me royal and I creamed in his ass a master load of my cum. Next day a Saturday I was called on the phone by Jimmy. " We have a problem Brad," I joked back " Yea I know, How are we going to get our two dad's in bed with us for a hot foursome? Jimmy was not amused and in a sad voice said. My Dad knows, Seems we didn't put the film we saw back in the right order and he checked the office security cameras and saw it was us taking it. He wants you to say nothing to Your dad and come over as soon as you can to talk to the two of us." I suppose I should have been afraid or at least worried but instead I was excited and I responded to Jimmy " This is great Jimmy, now the fucking cat is out of the bag, Out of the fucking bag forever. Relax, Your already 18 as of last week and I'll be 18 in less the two days, its let the fun times begin my boy, Hey I'll be over in a flash Jimmy." As I rushed at full pace over to Jimmy's picturing his dad taking my dad's cock the thought ran through my mind. " So what the hell does my dad do for his living? Does he run a porno film company? Is he really a crime boss who happens to have muscled into a Porno film business? His he rich enough to have hired a Porno studio? I decided I just would have to wait but took great satisfaction in knowing my handsome Blonde dad was hung unmercifully large and was into fucking men like I would be in just two days. I was thinking life was grand as I open the door and let myself into Jimmy's house we never knocked on each others doors, we were like family to each other. Soon I prayed to become four ass hole buddies. I fully expected Big Jim to at least at first be playing the aggrieved and violated dad. Demanding we at the very lease two apologies for having violated his personal space as we had done. I heard them in the basement lounge and walked down. There they were seated at the bar each with a tall glass of beer in front of them, Each bare chested and sweaty as all hell and provocatively wearing only white briefs that were showing hot out lines of their cocks. Upon my entering Jimmy popped up and scooted behind the bar and was pouring me a beer. I couldn't believe my eyes, this wasn't like them to be like this it could have only meant that they had just had sex, I knew the look and smile on Jimmy's face, I wanted in.

I think you should change the first part of your name from 'take-the-pain' to 'I-am-a'......

He's cutting and pasting from his late father's memoirs yet again!

So forgetting about this guys disturbing personal diary and back on subject. I think you found something very interesting Bellaisanalien and if you're right just as big a find as the blue guy in jockey chair room, IMO at least. One more thing I don't remember seeing anybody post about was that the Jockey suits behind Noomi in the hallway are assumed by most to possibly be statues, however the body next to the "head" is definitely not a statue as it laying limp like a dead body would. Any thoughts on this.

Wow this thread is really interesting... and it made me remember Ridley saying that small things will have great importance and impact on the plot. Perhaps a small parasite adheres to the helmet of Holloway's, then this parasite is removed without any apparent risk. But what they don't know is that small and simple event will begin a bloody massacre unprecedented; and that it will finally conclude with the extermination of the crew. The idea of creatures or parasites that they break into the helmets of the crew really scares me... Regards

But if this thing came out of the head of SJ then: It's just a scavenger that fed on the dead body of the Space Jockey, like a vulture ... Or is the biological weapon that killed the SJ.

if you look to the right of the gif a the end, there seems to be a hand that lifts up

@elder, You mean what looks like a black skeleton hand?, At the same time seems a tentacle.

That would totally fill in with what I was thinking that Ridley is using some of the aspects of the first Alien script that were later written out in Prometheus. I'm not talking about reusing the story which would be completely STUPID, but instead they're using some elements + ideas. In the trailer you can obviously see jars, or urns, in this giant monolithic temple-thing. Well if you look in the original Alien script I was talking about, look what happens: [b]Script Excerpt[/b] Broussard is standing on a dusty stone floor, with a feeble column of sunlight shining down around him from the tunnel above. Around is solid darkness. He flashes his datastick around. The beam reveals that he is in a stone room. STRANGE HEIROGLYPHICS are carved into the walls. They have a primitive, religious appearance. Row after row of pictograms stretch from floor to ceiling, some epic history in an unknown language. Huge religious symbols dominate one wall. Spaced at intervals are stylized stone statues, depicting grotesque monsters, half anthropoid, half octopus. BROUSSARD It’s unbelievable! It’s like some kind of tomb… some primitive religion! Hey, is anybody there? Do you read me? Standard! Annoyed, Broussard yanks off his breathing goggles, and leaves them hanging around his neck. He takes a deep breath of the wet air. EXTERIOR - BASE OF PYRAMID - LATE AFTERNOON Standard and Melkonis are standing around nervously. STANDARD If we don’t hear from him soon, I think we better go in after him. MELKONIS Sun will be down in a minute. INTERIOR - TOMB - LATE AFTERNOON Face bare, Broussard approaches the center of the room, which is dominated by a large, broad pedestal. On the pedestal are ROWS OF LEATHERY URNS OR JARS, EXACTLY LIKE THE ONE BROUSSARD STUMBLED ACROSS IN THE ALIEN SHIP — EXCEPT THESE ARE ALL SEALED. He walks around the urns, studying them. They all have sealed lids. He shines his light on one of them; then he lays his gloved hand on it. He lifts his mask radio to his lips. BROUSSARD I don’t know if you can hear me, but the place is full of large bottles or jars, just like the one we found on the other ship — except these are all sealed. Also they’re soft to the touch. He peers more closely at the leathery object. BROUSSARD (CONT’D) Another funny thing — I just put my hand on it, and now there are these raised areas appearing where my fingertips were. EXTERIOR - BASE OF PYRAMID - DAY THE SUN DROPS BELOW THE HORIZON, throwing the landscape into gloom. Standard and Melkonis switch on their lights. STANDARD Let’s go. He attaches his chest unit to the wire and starts up. INTERIOR - TOMB - NIGHT Broussard is moving his light along the rows of heiroglyphs on the wall. They depict stylized drawings of strange monsters. He pauses to quickly change the film clip in his datastick; then he turns back to the “urn” he was examining — BUT NOW THERE IS A HOLE IN THE TOP OF IT. He shines his light on the floor at the base of the “urn.” There lies the “lid” — the stopper that had filled the hole. He picks it up and studies it. It appears more organic than artificial; the inside surface is spongy and irregular. Then he turns the light to the now-open “urn.” He bends over the mouth of the “urn” shining the light in, AND WITH SHOCKING VIOLENCE, A SMALL, OCTOPUS-LIKE THING LEAPS OUT AND ATTACHES ITSELF TO HIS FACE, WRAPPING ITS TENTACLES AROUND HIS HEAD. With a MUFFLED SCREAM, he launches himself backward, tearing at the thing with his hands. That would totally fit in!