The Legend of Furby

By now you MAY have heard the harrowing truth I am about to reveal.

It’s prying and crawling its way back into our lives. It’s lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce into the homes of children everywhere. It’s a biology experiment gone terribly wrong.

The creature’s colorful, furry coat is a poor distraction from the rest of its haunting features: a snippy little beak where its mouth should be; the complete absence of arms or wings; an enormous pair of bat-like ears that shift when it senses your presence.

And the eyes–oh, the eyes! How they burrow straight through your soul and into your nightmares! More resembling oversized saucers than anything, they demand your full attention, lest you be forced to endure the beast’s bone-chilling cry.

This creature I’m describing to you is none other than Furby himself…and he’s back.


Shh! Don’t say his name too loud. He might hear you. (No really. They can hear you.)

Furby has returned and is more frightening than ever. How, you ask? How could this eerie genetic anomaly get any more alarming than it was in 1998?

Digital eyes.


Not the kind of digital you see on your iPad or an Xbox. No, no. That would be far too gentle for this brutish devil.

The kind of digital you see on alarm clocks and Tomagachis. The kind of pixelated creepery that has no place on Furby 2.0.

Furby: Reloaded also has a corresponding iOS app and personality development. I maintain that we are giving these Grendel-descendents too much power, and it will be our undoing.

Let me tell you a secret: my original Furby (which I paid for with lemonade stand money–true story) still sits on a shelf in my bedroom at my parents’ house to this day. I think it’s because he simply willed himself to remain there.

In the last 14 years, this thing has not been lost, donated or thrown away. Even if we had, you know it would have come back Toy-Story style (only much more like that fishing rod with barbie legs or one-eyed spider-baby than Buzz or Woody).

And there it sits, sleeping. Silently. Watching from behind those plastic eyelids. And you know what? I think he’s been waiting for this very moment, when Furby will be resurrected. (Not unlike Voldemort, now that I think about it. Even the time span is eerily similar. Guys, what if I’m harboring a horcrux? Where do I get a Basilisk fang?)

I imagine he will sense a disturbance in the force when Furby 2.0 arrives. His eyes will shoot open and he will begin communicating with the new fleet of Furbies, acting as a spy until they finally have enough manpower to overtake the planet.

These are dark times, my friends. Dark times.

Be vigilant; for the time is fast approaching when Furby will be back on the shelves and under the Christmas trees of unknowing parents all across this good nation of ours. And we must be on our guard.

For, if nothing else, just as its 1998 predecessor, Furby 2.0 has no “off” switch. And those things never shut up.

Did you have or want a Furby? Why or why not?

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8 Responses to The Legend of Furby

  1. Elizabeth Hyndman July 10, 2012 at 10:34 am #

    I have so many Furby stories I may have to write my own post about them. But, yes, they are evil and taking the batteries out doesn’t always kill them.

    • Laura McClellan July 10, 2012 at 11:39 am #

      ha. I am so intrigued. I feel like I need to know these stories since I have about zero Furby stories besides the fact that he is creepy.

  2. Jess July 10, 2012 at 11:22 am #

    this is the absolute worst news. with all the technology out there, with retina display screens, we have gone back to the pixels of the early 90s.

    • Laura McClellan July 10, 2012 at 11:39 am #

      right? whose idea was this? they probably could have put real-life eyeballs in there by now, it’s 2012. not that I would encourage that. it would be 100x worse.

  3. Jim Woods July 17, 2012 at 11:04 am #

    I actually didn’t read this post. Too many bad memories coming back. I just had to share that and beg, please, please no more Furby posts. Unless they are like Elizabeth’s one with destroyed Furby’s. Those posts I can handle. :)

    • Laura McClellan July 17, 2012 at 11:07 am #

      haha. what? you mean you don’t want to be forced to remember its bulging eyes and alien-like voice? who wouldn’t want to relive that? :)

      • Jim Woods July 17, 2012 at 11:16 am #

        Aww man…. any one know a good therapist?


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