TftW: Walken's Reign
TftW: Walken's Reign
Christopher Walken TF/MC
NOTE:
This is a Christopher Walken tf story featuring my character and this is based loosely on personal experiences regarding the persona of the 'Walken' and this also uses hypnosis and MC, this is also to commemorate the birthday of Walken himself.
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A persona is an alter-ego that we use for multiple occasions, including online use and for roleplaying. One such persona was the mysterious persona that Nathan aka Monstermaster13 had, this persona was a vampiric entity known as Chris the alpha Walken. A powerful and alluring being with hypnotic powers and the voice and appearance of actor Christopher Walken himself along with uniquely Walkeny thoughts and traits, this persona was the kind that came out at night to hypnotize humans and turn them into his thrall. Like all creatures of his ilk, Chris needed to feed on blood in order to survive.
Nathan was being interviewed on a talk show of sorts about his adventures and about this persona of his, the host didn't quite know what to think of it as he looked at him for several seconds before asking a few more questions, being as careful as possible not to do or say anything that might provoke him. Which wasn't an easy feat, since the 'Walken' persona was unpredictable and at times could get pretty bloodthirsty, so he mostly acted on his best behavior to avoid causing panic, he didn't want to provoke that side of him.
"So tell me about this persona of yours..."
"Well...his name is Christopher, or Chris..."
"What kind of creature is he?"
"He's basically a vampiric being with hypnotic powers, you see...he's my alter-ego. I'm half vampire and also half Walken."
"So you're half Walken yourself?"
"Yes...you could say that..."
The host just sat there dumbstruck, obviously he had no idea what to say next. Because obviously the idea of there being more than one Christopher Walken seemed unusual to him, then again...he was a human who wasn't used to interviewing a supernatural being before. Just then Nathan heard a voice in his mind, that voice being the signature, deep, haunting and alluring voice of his Walken persona, who seemed to be quite bemused by all of this. The "Walken"'s voice purred and hissed as the host sat there dumbstruck.
"Look at that human just sitting there dumbstruck...obviously he has never seen a Walken before."
"Or any monster in general for that matter."
"And just look at him...he's speechless, he can't even think of anything to say."
"Absolutely....well it's to be expected..."
"I bet that he wouldn't expect THIS either.."
Without warning, Nathan removed his glasses as his eyes turned from their brownish color to an icy shade of blue, giving off a hypnotic supernatural glow that put the host into a trance-like state, a low-growl emitted from his throat as hints of the 'Walken' persona started shining through, he gestured to the camera for a few seconds before perching in a fashion akin to an angel. He gazed at the hypnotized host in a menacing but at the same time regal manner.
"Nice one..."
"Now I think it's time that we did this interview properly..."
His eyes turned back to normal for a while before supernatural energy slowly coursed through his body, his aura strengthening as he felt the instincts of his more vampiric persona influencing him, he now began to think of the host as a potential thrall - maybe a potential new addition to his 'army' of sorts, maybe he could use the host's show as a means to spread his influence throughout and entice humans. As he did so, a series of changes started taking place. His skin slowly began to lose imperfections as it lightened, paling and becoming quite eerie as his torso and chest started lengthening along with his arms, his hands enlarged a bit as his knuckles became more pronounced.
He reached out towards the host, as he did so his fingernails slowly lengthened and sharpened, becoming akin to claws. His clothing slowly being drained of color and blackening, becoming a sleek and elegant looking black outfit as his shoes blackened to match. He removed his furred gloves as he snarled a few times, licking his lips as he did so. In his mind, he was already thinking such delightfully bloodthirsty thoughts and of all the blood he could feed on. He hissed a couple of times as his legs lengthened, his stomach slimming down as his feet shifted to match his hands.
"Mmmm....yess...."
"That's it now....keep transforming....make the Walken in you proud."
Obeying 'Chris's words, he let the process continue and as he did - his strength increased to inhuman levels as his senses heightened, he snarled a few times as his back lengthened along with his shoulders, slowly he elevated in height to 6'ft as he now weighed 169lbs, he was lithe but still pretty strong and could really cut someone in two...especially with those claws. He hissed as his neckline altered and he circled around the host and embracing his inner bloodsucker. A few low-growls emitted from his stomach as he felt a thirst building up, a thirst for blood. And it was one that wasn't going to be quenched any time soon.
The changes progressed further as his hair prickled up and turned sandy brown, spiking up and taking on that signature style that his persona had, his ears developing slightly pointed tips as his brow became a more pronounced, his eyebrows weren't entirely visible but they did lighten to go with his hair as his eyes widened, narrowing as they sank in a little, becoming sunken as they turned from brown to icy blue. His nose shrinking a bit and straightening as his expression curled itself into a pseudo grimace, his lips curling a little and becoming cresentian in shape as his teeth lengthened and sharpened, his canines extending to become akin to fangs as the rest of his teeth developed feral points, making them look like the Hessian's teeth. In addition to this his cheekbones sharpened as his jawline became more angular, his features slowly altering and reshaping themselves as his forehead became higher up. His face now looking very much like the one his persona had, he let out a few growls as his instincts started influencing him further.
"Man it feels good to do this again..."
"It's always good to see you embrace your Walkeny side...and to see you becoming me."
"It certainly does feel awesome at well, I always have enjoyed this..."
His voice deepened and altered, warping and harmonizing to become lower, as well as sinister and oddly entrancing - developing that signature tone and voice that persona of his had along with the New Yorkish accent and uniquely Walkenish mannerisms, that voice of his certainly was indeed one that served him well in enticing his victims. So hypnotic and powerful too, yet so...interesting and infectious, with inflections and mannerisms that never left his victim's heads afterwards, it was even in their minds as their slept.
The mindset of his persona took over as traces of the human form known as 'Nathan' were replaced with new thoughts and memories, memories of being the only and one Christopher Walken, and of being known as 'Chris' the fearsome and regal alpha Walken who commanded his own army and used his hypnotic powers to bring humans into the Walken side. He growled proudly as his changes completed, and the 'Walken' was once again...out and ready to take control.
"That's more like it...now let's do this interview the right way. I'll start by answering your question. Yes, I am indeed a 'Walken' and an alpha at that. In addition to this I am a force to be reckoned with, what with my hypnotic powers and my eyes. Take a good look at these eyes...I think you'll most certainly agree with me."
"Yes, Mr Walken...tell me more. What is being a Walken like?"
"It is wonderful and I wouldn't ask for anything more..."
"Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Yes...human, there is. I want to use this show of yours to spread my Walkeny influence throughout the city."
"That's a good idea...I like it, master..."
"Hmmm...master, I like the sound of that!"
"Anything else?"
"Well yes...come closer..."
Chris pulled the host closer to him before sinking his pointed teeth into his neck, lapping up the blood as he did so - that blood so very good to him, in fact it was one of the best he had in years. He then glared as the camera zoomed into his hypnotic blue eyes, all the people in the audience slowly found themselves falling under his spell and all of them became 'Walkens' and 'She-Hessians' to be part of his ever-growing army, the cowbell crazed prince of darkness was back again in full force. And soon after, everyone watching the interview became hypnotized as well, many new Walkens and She-Walkens were added to his army as a result.
After drinking the talk show hosts's blood, Chris smiled a little before holding onto his stomach. Another series of growls emitted from it as he started to go into a little bit of a frenzy, this time he wanted something much stronger....the blood he drank was terrific but he knew there was a much tastier type of blood out there. As the interview and the show ended, he got up and then turned into a shadow-like form, fading away into the night. Thus, his search for blood was going to continue and he knew where it would take him this time. He flew past what appeared to be a horde of typical Trump supporters.
"Ah yes, perfect..."
Phasing out of shadow form, he hissed as he used his hypnotic voice to entice the horde to come over to him - he then commanded his best Walkens and She-Hessians to bite them and turn them, the crowd of Trump supporters slowly but surely turning into fellow Walkens and She-Hessians to serve him. He looked down at them with a smirk before levitating in mid air and giving them his signature vampiric gaze - he knew that there was definitely strength in numbers and he could use them as a secondary army of sorts.
"Yes master?"
"Listen very closely....I want you to help me with a very important mission of mine. I'm going after that tangerine skinned fool that is the current president of this fair nation. I believe you know him well enough to assist me with this and you'd be very happy to do it, is that correct?"
"Yes...."
"Good...you see, we have a score to settle..."
The now turned Trump supporters - charged forth along with the other army of Walkens and She-Hessians as they were lead by Chris the alpha Walken. The alpha Walken knew that his plan wasn't going to fail and that he was likely to get what he had always wanted, and what he wanted was the most powerful blood type of all. Along with payback, he definitely had a score to settle and he wasn't going to let anyone or anything stop him.
Meanwhile, over at the plaza hotel, current 'president' Donald J. Trump was doing his usual thing - i.e doing something incredibly stupid, starting arguments and crying over proverbial spilled milk. He was on Twitter posting another one of his usual tweets which was resulting in him getting made fun of - AGAIN. Of course what he didn't notice was that the hordes of his so called 'supporters' were suddenly swarming around outside, looking through the windows he saw that the moon was blood red, which meant only one thing. That thing meaning - that the 'Walken' was definitely out and about.
Within a few seconds later, the former supporters started charging into the hotel and going around, turning some of the employees into Walkens and She-Hessians to serve their master - their master now being Chris the alpha Walken. Speaking of Chris, he manifested himself in one of the bedrooms and watched as panic overtook the human guests who all flocked to Trump and started hollering at him. They were extremely worried and terrified all at once.
"Do something, Trump! These undead creatures are running a muck..."
"Uh...nobody panic please, i've got this under control..."
"Uhh...Mr Trump, sir? All of your supporters have been affected by this..."
"WHAT? Okay everyone, please remain calm....I can sort this out."
Trump tried to assure everyone that everything was going to be alright, but he started losing his cool after he heard Melania screaming in pain as she collapsed on the floor, a few seconds later a couple of bite-marks appeared on her neck as her eyes gave off a supernatural glow. She then flew over to Chris, in addition to this a couple more staff members got bitten and within the next few minutes, became just like the former supporters and former human employees. The alpha Walken swirling around in a graceful manner and chuckling as chaos struck and as the tangerine skinned goon tried to calm everyone down only to make things worse.
"Ohhhhh....I don't know about that, get him!"
Chris pointed at Trump and instructed his armies to chase him, which they did, giving chase throughout the hotel and stalking him through the many different rooms, he roared several times as he slaughtered a couple of bell-boys and waiters, drinking blood from a goblet as he did so, it was getting close to that time known as payback time. Trump tried to remain calm and by that I mean he completely lost his cool and started panicking and becoming paranoid, he wasn't expecting this by any means, true he had encountered the Walken before but now he was in for it. He squirmed a little before barricading up one of the rooms, leaving him and the guests being the only ones there. It wasn't long until the Walkens and She-Hessians started bashing down the doors.
"Well what do we do now?"
"Uhhh....I have a very horrible feeling about this..."
Thus for once in his life - the orange goon was right, for he and the guests were very much out of luck. They were surrounded by the armies of Walkens and She-Hessians and now there was nowhere to run or hide. Trump panicked several times before trying to find a way to escape, but as he did so - he came face to face with Chris. That sly alpha Walken looked at him and walked around him in a very regal manner, licking his lips as he was doing this.
"Hello there, Trumpty..."
"Oh no...not you again! Please don't hurt me.."
"Don't you worry Trumpnstuff, I would never hurt you....I just want a little payback and one other thing..."
"What would that be?"
"Your blood...NOW!"
And so with that, he snarled as he lunged at him, licking his lips hungrily as his bloodlust increased. Trump tried to get away but all was hopeless for him as the Walken enticed and turned all of the hotel guests, making them all turn against him. He licked his lips a few more times before levitating around him. There was nowhere to go now, there was no doubt about it - the so called 'president' was now all by himself with no one else except the Walken...and that Walken was definitely going to have a good time. And he was definitely going to get payback as well.
As for what happened later, the reign of the Walken spread throughout the city of Oakendale and all were ready to obey and to adore their master, the alpha Walken himself. He made quick work of Mike Pence before continuing his quest for vengeance. Now that he had Trump right where he wanted...he knew exactly what he wanted to do. And as for Trump, he was deeply regretting ever becoming enemies with Chris and now desperately wanted to get out, but he couldn't.
Remember my friends, even though we're not expecting these kinds of things - sometimes it is good to expect the unexpected to happen, remember...no matter what, expect the unexpected. Also if Chris shows up and tells you he's a Walken, don't be surprised...that's just what he is and he's proud of it. They told him he could be anything he wanted, so he chose Walken. And what a fine choice that is. You might never know when he'll show up though. But when there's fresh blood to be drained, he'll be there.
Also...happy birthday Christopher Walken. Happy Walkeny birthday, indeed.
Christopher Walken TF/MC
NOTE:
This is a Christopher Walken tf story featuring my character and this is based loosely on personal experiences regarding the persona of the 'Walken' and this also uses hypnosis and MC, this is also to commemorate the birthday of Walken himself.
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A persona is an alter-ego that we use for multiple occasions, including online use and for roleplaying. One such persona was the mysterious persona that Nathan aka Monstermaster13 had, this persona was a vampiric entity known as Chris the alpha Walken. A powerful and alluring being with hypnotic powers and the voice and appearance of actor Christopher Walken himself along with uniquely Walkeny thoughts and traits, this persona was the kind that came out at night to hypnotize humans and turn them into his thrall. Like all creatures of his ilk, Chris needed to feed on blood in order to survive.
Nathan was being interviewed on a talk show of sorts about his adventures and about this persona of his, the host didn't quite know what to think of it as he looked at him for several seconds before asking a few more questions, being as careful as possible not to do or say anything that might provoke him. Which wasn't an easy feat, since the 'Walken' persona was unpredictable and at times could get pretty bloodthirsty, so he mostly acted on his best behavior to avoid causing panic, he didn't want to provoke that side of him.
"So tell me about this persona of yours..."
"Well...his name is Christopher, or Chris..."
"What kind of creature is he?"
"He's basically a vampiric being with hypnotic powers, you see...he's my alter-ego. I'm half vampire and also half Walken."
"So you're half Walken yourself?"
"Yes...you could say that..."
The host just sat there dumbstruck, obviously he had no idea what to say next. Because obviously the idea of there being more than one Christopher Walken seemed unusual to him, then again...he was a human who wasn't used to interviewing a supernatural being before. Just then Nathan heard a voice in his mind, that voice being the signature, deep, haunting and alluring voice of his Walken persona, who seemed to be quite bemused by all of this. The "Walken"'s voice purred and hissed as the host sat there dumbstruck.
"Look at that human just sitting there dumbstruck...obviously he has never seen a Walken before."
"Or any monster in general for that matter."
"And just look at him...he's speechless, he can't even think of anything to say."
"Absolutely....well it's to be expected..."
"I bet that he wouldn't expect THIS either.."
Without warning, Nathan removed his glasses as his eyes turned from their brownish color to an icy shade of blue, giving off a hypnotic supernatural glow that put the host into a trance-like state, a low-growl emitted from his throat as hints of the 'Walken' persona started shining through, he gestured to the camera for a few seconds before perching in a fashion akin to an angel. He gazed at the hypnotized host in a menacing but at the same time regal manner.
"Nice one..."
"Now I think it's time that we did this interview properly..."
His eyes turned back to normal for a while before supernatural energy slowly coursed through his body, his aura strengthening as he felt the instincts of his more vampiric persona influencing him, he now began to think of the host as a potential thrall - maybe a potential new addition to his 'army' of sorts, maybe he could use the host's show as a means to spread his influence throughout and entice humans. As he did so, a series of changes started taking place. His skin slowly began to lose imperfections as it lightened, paling and becoming quite eerie as his torso and chest started lengthening along with his arms, his hands enlarged a bit as his knuckles became more pronounced.
He reached out towards the host, as he did so his fingernails slowly lengthened and sharpened, becoming akin to claws. His clothing slowly being drained of color and blackening, becoming a sleek and elegant looking black outfit as his shoes blackened to match. He removed his furred gloves as he snarled a few times, licking his lips as he did so. In his mind, he was already thinking such delightfully bloodthirsty thoughts and of all the blood he could feed on. He hissed a couple of times as his legs lengthened, his stomach slimming down as his feet shifted to match his hands.
"Mmmm....yess...."
"That's it now....keep transforming....make the Walken in you proud."
Obeying 'Chris's words, he let the process continue and as he did - his strength increased to inhuman levels as his senses heightened, he snarled a few times as his back lengthened along with his shoulders, slowly he elevated in height to 6'ft as he now weighed 169lbs, he was lithe but still pretty strong and could really cut someone in two...especially with those claws. He hissed as his neckline altered and he circled around the host and embracing his inner bloodsucker. A few low-growls emitted from his stomach as he felt a thirst building up, a thirst for blood. And it was one that wasn't going to be quenched any time soon.
The changes progressed further as his hair prickled up and turned sandy brown, spiking up and taking on that signature style that his persona had, his ears developing slightly pointed tips as his brow became a more pronounced, his eyebrows weren't entirely visible but they did lighten to go with his hair as his eyes widened, narrowing as they sank in a little, becoming sunken as they turned from brown to icy blue. His nose shrinking a bit and straightening as his expression curled itself into a pseudo grimace, his lips curling a little and becoming cresentian in shape as his teeth lengthened and sharpened, his canines extending to become akin to fangs as the rest of his teeth developed feral points, making them look like the Hessian's teeth. In addition to this his cheekbones sharpened as his jawline became more angular, his features slowly altering and reshaping themselves as his forehead became higher up. His face now looking very much like the one his persona had, he let out a few growls as his instincts started influencing him further.
"Man it feels good to do this again..."
"It's always good to see you embrace your Walkeny side...and to see you becoming me."
"It certainly does feel awesome at well, I always have enjoyed this..."
His voice deepened and altered, warping and harmonizing to become lower, as well as sinister and oddly entrancing - developing that signature tone and voice that persona of his had along with the New Yorkish accent and uniquely Walkenish mannerisms, that voice of his certainly was indeed one that served him well in enticing his victims. So hypnotic and powerful too, yet so...interesting and infectious, with inflections and mannerisms that never left his victim's heads afterwards, it was even in their minds as their slept.
The mindset of his persona took over as traces of the human form known as 'Nathan' were replaced with new thoughts and memories, memories of being the only and one Christopher Walken, and of being known as 'Chris' the fearsome and regal alpha Walken who commanded his own army and used his hypnotic powers to bring humans into the Walken side. He growled proudly as his changes completed, and the 'Walken' was once again...out and ready to take control.
"That's more like it...now let's do this interview the right way. I'll start by answering your question. Yes, I am indeed a 'Walken' and an alpha at that. In addition to this I am a force to be reckoned with, what with my hypnotic powers and my eyes. Take a good look at these eyes...I think you'll most certainly agree with me."
"Yes, Mr Walken...tell me more. What is being a Walken like?"
"It is wonderful and I wouldn't ask for anything more..."
"Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Yes...human, there is. I want to use this show of yours to spread my Walkeny influence throughout the city."
"That's a good idea...I like it, master..."
"Hmmm...master, I like the sound of that!"
"Anything else?"
"Well yes...come closer..."
Chris pulled the host closer to him before sinking his pointed teeth into his neck, lapping up the blood as he did so - that blood so very good to him, in fact it was one of the best he had in years. He then glared as the camera zoomed into his hypnotic blue eyes, all the people in the audience slowly found themselves falling under his spell and all of them became 'Walkens' and 'She-Hessians' to be part of his ever-growing army, the cowbell crazed prince of darkness was back again in full force. And soon after, everyone watching the interview became hypnotized as well, many new Walkens and She-Walkens were added to his army as a result.
After drinking the talk show hosts's blood, Chris smiled a little before holding onto his stomach. Another series of growls emitted from it as he started to go into a little bit of a frenzy, this time he wanted something much stronger....the blood he drank was terrific but he knew there was a much tastier type of blood out there. As the interview and the show ended, he got up and then turned into a shadow-like form, fading away into the night. Thus, his search for blood was going to continue and he knew where it would take him this time. He flew past what appeared to be a horde of typical Trump supporters.
"Ah yes, perfect..."
Phasing out of shadow form, he hissed as he used his hypnotic voice to entice the horde to come over to him - he then commanded his best Walkens and She-Hessians to bite them and turn them, the crowd of Trump supporters slowly but surely turning into fellow Walkens and She-Hessians to serve him. He looked down at them with a smirk before levitating in mid air and giving them his signature vampiric gaze - he knew that there was definitely strength in numbers and he could use them as a secondary army of sorts.
"Yes master?"
"Listen very closely....I want you to help me with a very important mission of mine. I'm going after that tangerine skinned fool that is the current president of this fair nation. I believe you know him well enough to assist me with this and you'd be very happy to do it, is that correct?"
"Yes...."
"Good...you see, we have a score to settle..."
The now turned Trump supporters - charged forth along with the other army of Walkens and She-Hessians as they were lead by Chris the alpha Walken. The alpha Walken knew that his plan wasn't going to fail and that he was likely to get what he had always wanted, and what he wanted was the most powerful blood type of all. Along with payback, he definitely had a score to settle and he wasn't going to let anyone or anything stop him.
Meanwhile, over at the plaza hotel, current 'president' Donald J. Trump was doing his usual thing - i.e doing something incredibly stupid, starting arguments and crying over proverbial spilled milk. He was on Twitter posting another one of his usual tweets which was resulting in him getting made fun of - AGAIN. Of course what he didn't notice was that the hordes of his so called 'supporters' were suddenly swarming around outside, looking through the windows he saw that the moon was blood red, which meant only one thing. That thing meaning - that the 'Walken' was definitely out and about.
Within a few seconds later, the former supporters started charging into the hotel and going around, turning some of the employees into Walkens and She-Hessians to serve their master - their master now being Chris the alpha Walken. Speaking of Chris, he manifested himself in one of the bedrooms and watched as panic overtook the human guests who all flocked to Trump and started hollering at him. They were extremely worried and terrified all at once.
"Do something, Trump! These undead creatures are running a muck..."
"Uh...nobody panic please, i've got this under control..."
"Uhh...Mr Trump, sir? All of your supporters have been affected by this..."
"WHAT? Okay everyone, please remain calm....I can sort this out."
Trump tried to assure everyone that everything was going to be alright, but he started losing his cool after he heard Melania screaming in pain as she collapsed on the floor, a few seconds later a couple of bite-marks appeared on her neck as her eyes gave off a supernatural glow. She then flew over to Chris, in addition to this a couple more staff members got bitten and within the next few minutes, became just like the former supporters and former human employees. The alpha Walken swirling around in a graceful manner and chuckling as chaos struck and as the tangerine skinned goon tried to calm everyone down only to make things worse.
"Ohhhhh....I don't know about that, get him!"
Chris pointed at Trump and instructed his armies to chase him, which they did, giving chase throughout the hotel and stalking him through the many different rooms, he roared several times as he slaughtered a couple of bell-boys and waiters, drinking blood from a goblet as he did so, it was getting close to that time known as payback time. Trump tried to remain calm and by that I mean he completely lost his cool and started panicking and becoming paranoid, he wasn't expecting this by any means, true he had encountered the Walken before but now he was in for it. He squirmed a little before barricading up one of the rooms, leaving him and the guests being the only ones there. It wasn't long until the Walkens and She-Hessians started bashing down the doors.
"Well what do we do now?"
"Uhhh....I have a very horrible feeling about this..."
Thus for once in his life - the orange goon was right, for he and the guests were very much out of luck. They were surrounded by the armies of Walkens and She-Hessians and now there was nowhere to run or hide. Trump panicked several times before trying to find a way to escape, but as he did so - he came face to face with Chris. That sly alpha Walken looked at him and walked around him in a very regal manner, licking his lips as he was doing this.
"Hello there, Trumpty..."
"Oh no...not you again! Please don't hurt me.."
"Don't you worry Trumpnstuff, I would never hurt you....I just want a little payback and one other thing..."
"What would that be?"
"Your blood...NOW!"
And so with that, he snarled as he lunged at him, licking his lips hungrily as his bloodlust increased. Trump tried to get away but all was hopeless for him as the Walken enticed and turned all of the hotel guests, making them all turn against him. He licked his lips a few more times before levitating around him. There was nowhere to go now, there was no doubt about it - the so called 'president' was now all by himself with no one else except the Walken...and that Walken was definitely going to have a good time. And he was definitely going to get payback as well.
As for what happened later, the reign of the Walken spread throughout the city of Oakendale and all were ready to obey and to adore their master, the alpha Walken himself. He made quick work of Mike Pence before continuing his quest for vengeance. Now that he had Trump right where he wanted...he knew exactly what he wanted to do. And as for Trump, he was deeply regretting ever becoming enemies with Chris and now desperately wanted to get out, but he couldn't.
Remember my friends, even though we're not expecting these kinds of things - sometimes it is good to expect the unexpected to happen, remember...no matter what, expect the unexpected. Also if Chris shows up and tells you he's a Walken, don't be surprised...that's just what he is and he's proud of it. They told him he could be anything he wanted, so he chose Walken. And what a fine choice that is. You might never know when he'll show up though. But when there's fresh blood to be drained, he'll be there.
Also...happy birthday Christopher Walken. Happy Walkeny birthday, indeed.
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