The Selcatnet

This guy has got to have it... If I get this wrong, I'll end up like one those schools girls from those old Japanese adult cartoons... You thought to yourself, as you stare at him for an extended period of time.

The tallest of the five here, he towers above you at what you can only guess to be nearly 2.9 meters tall (exact height of this particular alien is 9 feet 6 inches), with its dark purple sleek slender body. With a bulbous "head" that is placed at the top of its form, it contains twenty human-like eyes scattered all around, completely void of hair or anything similar. The only way you can tell its front from its back was a "beard" of tentacles concealing its mouth. Wearing nothing more than the shirt of the prison uniform, it allowed the mass of tentacles attached to his head attain to a semi-humanoid form. Unable to get an accurate amount of tendrils per "arm", you guess it to be around at least fifteen on both sides, with the tips the tentacles here acting as wriggling, boneless fingers. From below the shirt hangs what must be hundreds of tentacles, propping itself up in a way bipedal creature's two legs would.

It points a tentacle at you. "Sphlort gruboort wort." You can only guess that it's telling you to hurry up.

Nervously swallowing, you solidify your choice. Lifting your bound hands, you aim it at the Selcatnet, who seems pleased on your choice. Almost excitedly, it unravels its tentacles to show you whether or not you have made the right choice. Its confidence only fuels your panic, before lowering your head to accept your fate at the hand of this disgusting alien.