What Dinosaur Are You?
You’re the king of dinosaurs! Not only are you predator of the universe, you’re big, scary, and go Jeep-tipping just for fun. Your teeth are knives, and you don’t take “no” for an answer. Who cares if you can’t make the bed or take off a party hat? You’re the most famous killer of all time.
Though technically you’re an apatosaurus, you’re better known as a brontosaurus! You’re the lovable Littlefoot of your group. You're modest but playful and adventurous — and don’t like confrontation. Though you’re on the softer side, you’re protective of your favorites and make the ground shake when you walk to let others know you mean business. Plus, you get all of the out-of-reach goodies. Suck it, shorties!
You’re a tough cookie! Even though you have a brave exterior, on the inside you’re as warm and fuzzy as a newborn kitten. You know what you want and aren’t afraid to stand up for it, even if that means going up against an intimidating jerk whose name rhymes with Ryrannosaurus Tex. You are one of the last dinosaurs standing in history, probably because you don’t take crap from anybody.
Hollywood loves you! Also, you’re frightening. Not only do you have death teeth, you’re the size of a turkey and have sickle claws on your hind feet to slash your prey. Even though your feathers don't help you fly, you're even wilier than Wile E. Coyote. You may not be as big or as apt at turning doorknobs as Steven Spielberg dreamed, but that won’t stop you: You’re fluffy and clever, making you deadly. But adorable!
You’re a sexy beast! Your back plates easily make you one of the best looking dinosaurs. Your brain may be the size of a walnut, but you’re one of the few to have sweet chiseled cheeks for extra treat storage. While others whine about passing dino kidney stones, you’re so tough, you voluntarily eat small rocks to help digest food. And if anyone messes with you, they’ll have to deal with the wrath of your tail. Which, by the way, has its own badass name: a thagomizer.
Okay, so you’re not technically a dinosaur, but you’re still supreme ruler of the skies. You’re extra terrifying because not only are you a reptile, you can fly — and you have a gigantic brain, considering how slim you are. You are happiest on a coast and appreciate the simple things in nature, like delicious fish and insects and the splendor of caves and forest canopies. But also, you scare the poop out of everyone.
You’re a lifesaver! A hero! The Paul Revere of dinosaurs! Your duck bill lets you make low-frequency trombone sounds that can travel long distances and warn others that danger is coming. You’re always ready to rumble in defense of others but generally stay out of trouble. You're happy with the simple things in life, and your special shape makes you an extra good snuggler.
You're an impenetrable monster! Cockroaches have nothing on you (except for surviving a meteor). You’re so tough, even your eyelids are made of bone. You don’t really have enemies because they know they don’t stand a chance, probably because your 100-pound tail can shatter their bones. You’re built to be a natural defender, so you don't like running but can destroy the weight room (and an entire pizza) like it's your job.
You killed Newman! So you might not actually be able to shoot poisonous venom or have a crazy neck flaps like in Jurassic Park, but you do have two pretty crests on your head. You’re fast so you can catch your next meal and you have a reputation for being a little vicious, but that just means everyone will be jealous of your meat-lover’s pizza.