Monday, September 16, 2013

SECOND WEREWOLF FLAVOR... 9/16/13 .. LYCANTHRO-SHARK

You know how Disney would draw these talking 'dog' characters like GOOFY? Well, the second werewolf flavor is like that. The skeleton is mostly human, save for longer, stronger hands and feet. And the nails are claws, don't forget. Skulls are primarily human, but the ears are higher and definitely wolf-like. There's a bit of a muzzle too, sharp, wicked teeth and amber, lupine eyes. Bodies are covered in thick, soft, pale gray fur, with a bit of a neck ruff, or mane and a fairly respectable canine tail. The total effect recalls the feline dancers in Broadway's CATS, 'cept these ain't no kitties.

They live on meat, mostly people-meat, but other mammals get torn up too. Interesting creatures, locked in a middle ground, never human, nor completely wolf. Forest spirits to Native Americans (north and south), snow wraiths to their Siberiak counterparts. People in the Bayou call them Lupiniere. 

Do they want to have a human phase? Of course. That's what the whole Shimmy Kate thing is about. Her blood's supposed to do it. Not just hers... human, lady-blood in general. She just happen to be the one they got.

And the whole thing makin' her crazy. Look, other bands done it with other ladies in the past. But now they doin' it here. Shimmy Kate wanna throw herself in. She wanna be gator food. Used to wrestle 'em. Hoochie dancer/gator-gal, that what she was. Now she fixin' a be 'maw' to Romulus and Remus. An' they fixin' a bus' out.

Come back in a couple hours. Right now they jus' sleepin'.
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WEREWOLVES COME IN THREE FLAVORS ... 9/16/13 ... part of THE LYCANTHRO-SHARK story arc

While Shimmy Kate sinks into insanity and depression contemplating the birth of her human- lupine offspring, let us fill you in on some of the in's and out's of the lycanthropic world. 

They come in three basic varieties. The first manifestation retains a completely human appearance, while possessing wolf-like stamina, strength and agility. Most also have an exceptional sense of smell on par with North American bloodhounds. Some report retention of what appears to be atavistic, small brush-like tail at base of spine that, even if surgically removed, always regenerates. Members of the breed form tight knit families, or 'packs,' often occupying important positions in various governments and industries throughout the world. In the past, certain 'noble' lines were rumored to possess wolf-like qualities, but verification is inconclusive.

Please know that we tried to post additional material about this werewolf phase and others, but were repeatedly foiled by suspicious computer cliches and outright, third party manipulations.

Those familiar with this site know much of what we share is fact. Indeed, we're only forced to pretend that it's fiction. 

But before closing (after 5AM here), we will say, once again, that off-world genetic manipulation believed responsible for all forms of werewolf and werewolf-like manifestations.

More posted within the next twenty four hours...

Look, I know I shouldn't say this, but I will... Some scientific investigators believe recent upswings in blood sucking (and blood TRANSFERRING) insects such as fleas, mosquitoes, bed bugs and ticks are covert attempts to introduce artificially manipulated DNA into the human genome.
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Sunday, September 15, 2013

WOLF FOLK IS GOOD TRACKERS... 9/15/13 ... still part a the LYCANTHRO-SHARK story arc

Some night ain't got no moon. Moon still there, but you not see it. It hide down 'round other side a Earth, like bad boy back a tree trunk. Them nights is dark... black nights. Milky Way arc 'cross a sky like God done a 'spit take.' Some folk can't look at it. Reminds 'em how small they is and what all's out there. Big rock come down, go BAM!  Them what see it wanna shit themself, only rock not give 'em time. Burn 'em up fast. BOOM! pfft! Uh oh.... That how it is.

Shimmy Kate crouch down by 'the terrace.' It not fancy like a real one, but it flat and out front, so what else you gonna call it? Wolfie-gal there with her. Rest a them off huntin'. They like a good, dark night.  Gator-boy go out. Try to catch a gator. Wolfie-folk go out. Try to catch gator-boy. 'Cept with them it ain't 'tryin' 'cause they get 'em every time. Fat gator boys best. They juicy. Taste like pork. Two fat ones even better. They cry. They squeal. Kick they feet. Bat they hands like little girl.  Alpha wolfie-man like to play with 'em. Bite ass-cheek real hard. Scratch 'em up. Let 'em go. Let 'em run. Chase 'em. Jump on top. Do it again. Maybe three time. Rip ear off... piece a face-meat. That like appetizer.

Shimmy Kate seen 'em do it, but she don't care. She crazy. Don't want no wolfie-babies. Let 'em get her. Let 'em catch her. Let 'em rip her up real bad. She laugh. She go - Wheee, I free! I free!... 'cause she believe in heaven an' all. Not that she so good. Jus' ain't got much else.

Wolfie-gal watch her. See her leg tense up. See her ass flex. She know. Shimmy Kate a runner. Don't want no trouble wit' boss-wolf. She got a job, so she do it. Jump on all-human gal an' pin her down. She growl. She snarl. Shimmy Kate get like gator-boy, bat her hands and go - No! No! No!..... Then, real fast, wolfie-gal nip her tittie. Sting her up real hard, like wolf do wit' bad puppy. Human gal stop. Breathe real hard an' cry. She jus' cry an' cry an' lay there an' cry. It the time a night when bite-'em-ups is out. Bite her up real good. But she don't care. Itchin' ain't no big thing.

Wolfie-gal lick her belly. Wanna stop her... but it don't do no good...
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Saturday, September 14, 2013

THE FEAST OF FAITH...CAN'T REALLY BLOG TONIGHT.. YOM KIPPUR 5774 ...( 9/14/13 )

No matter what religious path you take, may all of us have a blessed year filled with spiritual fulfillment and meaningful human relationships. 

'The righteous of all nations (groups) shall share in The World to Come...'

'Brighten the corner where you are..'

'MANKIND is created in the image of GOD. HE is ONE, so we are one.'

... and even for atheists... 

'Would that you would forget MY very existence, but remember all of MY teachings..'

'God is a verb..'

DO SOMETHING
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Friday, September 13, 2013

THE SKILLS OF CANINE TAINTED PEOPLE ... 9/13/13

They had an old, crank-up Victrola wedged back in the cave. One of the she-wolves kept the records. Wrapped them in an old cow hide. One or two were Bessie Smith. There was a Caruso. Some jazz by a local boy named Louis Armstrong and one with the label scraped off, but it skipped all the time and all you heard was a raspy voice singing 'Must Be Jelly, 'Cause Jam Don't Shake Like That.'

She-wolf wasn't to articulate. Not that she wasn't intelligent. You should see the tiny bead-work she hand stitched into a particularly tanned and supple human skin. Think it came from like a fourteen year old kid, but I don't know. But her mouth couldn't shape the words. Everything came out real hoarse and garbled. She knew Shimmy Kate liked the music, though. Played it for her all the time. Could be 'liked' is a strong word. She tolerated it. It calmed her. 

The alpha male tried regurgitating food for her, but she wouldn't have it. So every few nights one of the mysterious canids would silently pad down a little road to a village what had a Piggly-Wiggly store. Heater (really just a jumped up pot-bellied stove) had a stack that ran up through the roof. Wolfie people are real good at slippin' through tight spaces. Shoulder joints real flexible. Hip joints too. Pop 'em in and out of place like nobody's business. Stove not used much, 'specially at night, when the store's closed. So it's real easy to play Santy Claus, 'cept wolfie Santy Claus don't leave no presents. Wolfie Santy Claus grab bacon an eggs and skedaddle. Sometime grab an apple too.  Shimmy Kate take it all when they get back. Then she fry it up in a rusty, old cast iron skillet over little flame from collection of them wadded up, mushy candles they make. She don't say nothin', not out loud, but she do mouth a 'thank you.' Young ones like the bacon raw. She don't give 'em none. They just grab it. 

Sometime alpha male take her outside like when she gotta go shit. Betas want a do it, but he don't let 'em. Sometime he sniff her. Sometime he touch her. She try to move away, but he don't pay no mind. Sometime she don't move away. Who knows? Maybe she want him to touch her?

He like lookin' at her nails... her finger nails and her toe nails. Wolfie folk got claws. Nails seem la-dee-dah to them. She let him do it, but she don't say nothing. 

That how they live.... deep in a cave lit by couple messy, little candles. Few bats roost up by the roof. Nobody set under them, 'cause a the guano.

Wolfie woman wanna show Shimmy Kate that she know how to dance. Likes to percolate to jazz record. But it not real dancin'.... more like what a crazy lady would do beggin' for change on a street corner. Shimmy Kate make like she like it, 'cause she don't want no trouble.... Got enough a that already, what with bein' knocked up by a dog-man and livin' in a cave all naked and all.

I 'spects her mama be mighty disappointed. 

Shhh, it dark now. They sleepin', only Shimmy Kate eyes open. She lookin'. She thinkin'. She plannin'. Like, who knows? Maybe she gonna run...

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Thursday, September 12, 2013

Billy Kravitz' vampire wonderland: These are the days of EL RANCHO TEXACO ..... Recol...

Billy Kravitz' vampire wonderland: These are the days of EL RANCHO TEXACO ..... Recol...: Little David (though everyone called him 'Davey', or 'Prince') squinted up at the two sky-ponies tracin' lazy circles ab...A wild west tale like no other... A Mars tale like no other too.... HOW THE WEST WAS WON... on Mars.... How you think it gonna be? The Pondorosa meets Dallas, 'cept them low hills in the distance is someplace else. Click onto them little 'EL RANCHO TEXACO' letters up top there. Saddle up and start ridin'....This here's the first episode in what's itchin' to be like a GRAPHIC NOVEL or a SyFy series. Goo see. Take a look.
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Wednesday, September 11, 2013

A THEME PARK FOR ALIENS or A 3D COMPUTER PROGRAM FOR THEIR KIDS... 9/11/13 LYCANTHRO-SHARK ARC

When you think about it, the universe is pretty boring. It's all just clouds or globes or shattered rocks. OK, some a the rocks is ice and some a the globes is real hot. No, wait. Pinwheels... We got pinwheels too. You know, like galaxies? But basically that's it. A vast (relatively speaking) Mandlebrot Set comprised of a few basic forms. Celestial Legos... Lincoln Logs ... Tinker Toys.

It's no wonder advanced beings like to mess with it. Some of the really advanced ones knock out whole wings and rehab huge galactic clusters. Dopier advanced beings do simpler stuff, like throwin' rocks at dinosaurs, or creating 'funny' people. And I don't mean like Sid Caesar or Chelsea Handler. I mean 'weird'... at least to us dull folk. 

Back in the day they made centaurs and mermaids and tattooed Zumba dancers. Now it's werewolves and zombies and vampires. Must be a free time activity in some really accelerated alien grade school. If a smart one makes you (not creative. just smart) you're all right. But if you get the alien kid who picks his nose and eats it, or runs around the house with his grandma's brassiere wrapped around his head,, you might not be all right. 

The wolf-folk what got Shimmy Kate ain't all right. They're stuck. Can't vacillate back and forth. Never human. Never wolf. Just a mess.... like that lion guy what lived in a clean part a the sewers in Beauty and The Beast. Think he graduated to Son's of Anarchy.

You see, Divine creationism is one thing, 'cause God has good taste. But retard creationism (and I only use that word to make a point) is something else. Some pots don't need no stirring.

What kind a pot you think human beans from... one what got stirred to much, or one that's just right?...Maybe we just gotta simmer?

Alpha male what loved up Shimmy Kate hopin' on her puppies. He think they gonna save him. Not just him, but ALL them 'stuck in the middle' wolf folk.

He waitin' on Romulus and Remus. That what he gonna call 'em. Shimmy Kate ain't picked no names yet. She jus' sit there huddled 'gainst the rocky wall suckin' her finger nails.

Belly gettin' big, though... Belly gettin REAL big...
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