Sideshow Collectibles is proud to bring you the latest addition to the Sideshow's Dinosauria collectible line, the Deinosuchus VS Parasaurolophus Diorama. This dynamic diorama captures the prehistoric croc's momentous lunge as she snaps down upon her unsuspecting prey. Designed with the insight of renowned paleoartists, each piece is individually painted and finished to exacting standards, each with its own unique quality and detail that is the trademark of a handcrafted Sideshow Collectibles product. The Deinosuchus VS Parasaurolophus Diorama is an impressive museum quality piece, an outstanding addition to any display.
Lying on the murky bottoms of streams is what the female Deinosuchus does best. She watched an entire herd of Parasaurolophus pass by, and not once was she tempted to snap at the feet tramping past her face. The time was not right. The prey was not right. The rain in the mountains 250 miles inland must have been raging for days for the floodplains where she abides to be swollen with water, silt, carcasses and logs from high altitude trees. The local populations are a little off their daily routines and, therefore, very confused. The night before, she saw a massive ceratopsian stuck on a raft of metasequoia logs completely paralyzed with fright.
Today, it seems the dinosaurs are trying to act like nothing happened. Going on with their lives and still taking the same trails that lead to their old grazing fields, even though those fields are now crisscrossed with new channels that are murky enough to conceal her 45 foot long body. Funny things, these dinosaurs.
Her lungs need to be filled, so she floats to the surface like a water-soaked log. She is completely unnoticed by the feeding herd as her eyes and nose just break the surface. The air is thick with the smell of rot, a bonus to her since her own smell will be masked. The sounds these ones make have always annoyed her. The rumbles are so deep that they are imperceptible to most predators. To her, it's as loud as any mating Tyrannosaur. Their infrasounds seep into the ground and are amplified underwater, disturbing her naps.
Then she sees it, the perfect prey. A young Parasaurolophus is ambling towards the spot where the others had crossed. It honks and rumbles in a mix of confusion and fear. The croc's nictitating membrane wipes over her eye in annoyance. "Shut up," she thinks. The other dinosaurs rumble back. The sound is unbearable, but still she lies motionless. The hadrosaur dips in one foot, and then another, fixated on the other side. As predicted, it charges into the water. The female Deinosuchus anticipates the moment when the young dinosaur's feet can no longer reach the bottom like the adults' did. For an instant, the dinosaur feels nothing under its feet. For an instant it feels panic. An instant is all Deinosuchus needs.
