Attack Of Slashin Jack Flash
Attack Of Slashin Jack Flash
Mick Jagger TF/MC
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Sometimes as a shapeshifter and a monster in general you need to change things up, dealing with the same things every day can be more than a little bit tedious. I was looking throughout the DA-Verse for an RP episode to do but all the ones involving monsters I could find had the same kind of characters, either ones that we're supposed to root for but actually make a Face Heel Turn and assimilate everyone into being the same species as them or ones in which said person tried to humiliate another person by making them their sex-slave or something like that. 'ANOTHER disgusting sex slave RP episode?' 'I'm sure this one will be the last of those.' 'I doubt it, there's a new one that pops up every five minutes and this one guy who is supposed to be my friend totally agrees to any RP episode that involves transformation and MC even if it involves being treated as a sex slave.' 'Maybe he has some really odd kinks that this other guy totally appreciates.' 'If appreciates means that he is a total Yandere for him, then yes.' Sighing, I rolled my eyes at the same old thing being RPed over and over again.
It was always the same...either a gross sex slave or fetish centric transformation episode or one that ended with world-domination and they sickened me. Mainly because the former was just a blatant attempt at breaking the rules and the latter was so overdone and cliche and the characters behind them wasn't even likable, I mean what kind of asshole goes from being a supposedly likable loser to being a dictator wannabe? Maybe I just needed something different, something better...something more my style. I hadn't done a were-celeb tf story involving myself in a while and there were tons of crazy ideas to choose from, I began to think of the insane dreams/visions I had been having.
A lot of these dreams or visions were of me turning into celebrities. Now Christopher Walken was my main one but there were many others I had morphed into...I couldn't help but think of the David Bowie ones and the Bowie persona in general, as odd as those transformations were to me they were fascinating...complex too, as most were-celeb based morphing powers were. 'You know I think that were-celeb stuff is underrated. There should be more of it in TF media.' I thought for a minute, about that one vision/dream I had with me and one of my closest friends on a train or maybe a bus and there was some crazy supernatural incident that reacted with my powers and all.
I remembered that we talked about Buffy the Vampire Slayer, of course I myself was a huge fan of the tv show..not only because it was definitely an enjoyable show but it was a tv adaptation of a movie that actually did much better than the movie it was based on. Don't get me wrong, the movie wasn't awful...I just think Sarah Michelle Gellar made a much better Buffy than Kristy Swanson, but I have to admit...Paul Reubens was definitely the best part even if his lines were over-the-top. I recalled the conversation me and my friend had about the movie. 'Ah yeah, I remember that one. I remember talking about how David Bowie, Mick Jagger and Cary Elwes were going to be in the movie as vampires. The latter would have been a role reversal considering he was Quincy Morris and everything, Bowie's always been kind of vampiry, and Jagger I can definitely see as one.'
Chuckling as I thought about the dream, I was then recalling the scene with the poster...the Buffy the Vampire Slayer movie poster didn't look anything like the real one, it had this menacing vampire face on it with glowing eyes, it looked like it was the Fright Night movie poster. Ah yes...that Fright Night poster with Amy Peterson's vampire face in the clouds and the light coming from the windows of the house. The eyes on this particular poster glowed, as I recalled Bowie and Jagger emerging from the poster in spectral form, hypnotizing me and my friend and possessing us, which felt odd and alien but I liked it. Scenes like these were common in these dreams too.
Usually I would have been the one turning into Bowie but my friend got to be him and I morphed into Mick instead...which probably would count as the first type that has happened, at least I think it was. I would later have several more similar dreams/visions and as odd as those were, I kind of liked them. One such dream had me explaining to my friends I am a werecelebrity or at least had powers akin to them and it was sort of like this. 'Guys, there's something I must tell you before we head out.' 'What is it Nathan?' 'Guys..I don't think it's safe for us to be going out tonight.'
'Why? We're not going to be attacked or anything, right?' "No, no no...that's not it.' I was hesitant to tell them what it was, basically whenever I tried to warn someone that it's not a good idea to go out on any night in case I might transform, I transformed and I didn't want that to happen. 'Well whatever it is, i'm sure we'll be able to help.' 'Very well...i'll get this over-with...i'm a were-celebrity.'
Another very specific thing about that dream was that I was talking to them about a previous dream in which I transformed into Mick Jagger on a full moon night, and then I turned into him again as I was explaining it. It's an odd thing I know...but it happened. I decided to take a little bit of a break as I headed into the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. My mother quizzically looked at me and wondered what I was doing. 'I'm just going to get myself a glass of water and then i'll relax with some music.' 'Alright then. Have fun...oh and I forgot to mention, it's a full moon tonight!' 'What? No...no way!'.
I frantically rushed over to where my bedroom was before hurrying into the relaxation area, before going over to check my calendar...the calendar on my computer clock read Friday the 13th of December, 2019. 'Aaaaw man, of all the nights to forget it's a full moon.' I moaned as I saw the full moon image highlighted on said calendar. Normally I was never one to forget things like lunar dates or anything, but I had been so busy helping my mom plan things out and taking care of Oats that I had forgotten to check when the next full moon was.
'I'm going to be dreading this...I just know it, but maybe it won't happen. Maybe it won't happen.' I murmured to myself before looking out the window, and that's when I panicked...I couldn't help but think about it. I tried calm myself down but I didn't have time as the moonlight reflected through the windows and onto me, I clutched my stomach for a little bit..panting as my heartbeat began to pump rapidly.
I broke into a cold sweat of sorts that eventually went from cold to nearly boiling as supernatural energy pumped through my body, I panicked - watching as my skin slowly lost imperfections while also grizzling up a bit, my arms slowly altered as they lengthened and my hands changed a bit in size. My black and white striped shirt slowly becoming a black top as a lips and tongue logo faded in on the sleeves, I gasped as my stomach slimmed in the process, panicking as this was happening to me.
"Okay so I was wrong...this IS happening to me."
"Are you alright in there?"
"Uhhhh...yeah, a little bit freaked out...but otherwise fine."
Obviously I was lying but I had to...I was panicking and freaking out, as my legs lengthened and my feet altered in the process. My jeans blackening in the process as my sneakers altered to become a pair of boots...that's when I started hearing a voice in my head, that voice being rough and oddly seductive and with an English accent. I watched as my chest and torso slimmed, becoming quite athletic. I screamed several times in anguish as my back altered, while I slowly elevated in height to 5'10, while it was a little bit freakish it didn't seem to be bothering me that much.
Luckily no one else was in the room with me, because I would hate to imagine how they would have reacted to this. I thought about all those experiences I had and all those visions from earlier, and what I was doing prior to them...I was listening to the radio in my bedroom, specifically 93.80 aka The Sound, I remember specifically that particular channel more than often playing Rolling Stones songs and it seemed that this particular band was my good luck charm, wherever they went...I went too. It's like what they say in The Adventures Of Buckaroo Banzai...no matter where you go, there you are.
I looked at my much slimmer build for a few minutes as I suddenly felt like I was possessed, all of a sudden I just couldn't stop myself from dancing like Mick and it was actually pretty nice, it reminded me of the dream I had in which I was in front of a mirror and I got possessed by him. That happened a lot as well...and I was oddly enthralled by it. In my mind I immediately had the vision of myself in an alleyway like Evil Ed in Fright Night. And I swear I could hear Mick's voice too.
"You're not going to hurt me, are you?"
"Of course not...you should know that i'm here for you, Nathan."
"Mick, i'm afraid...i'm more than a little afraid of you."
"You don't need to be afraid of me."
"I don't? But you seemed so intimidating as you ran down that alleyway in the vision I just had...I could have sworn you were after me like you wanted to drain my blood or something like that, you scared me."
"I know what it feels like to be different."
"You do?"
"Why yes...I do. I know you have gotten sick of the same old stupidity from everyone, even your so called friend who claims to be able to take care of himself but really only seems to get in trouble. I know you want to feel accepted."
I had always been the meek and timid one, socially awkward and often I would feel isolated and alone due to being the only member of my group of friends with supernatural powers. Nobody ever believed me when I tried to tell them about monster sightings, because they didn't have the same ability to sense said creatures as I had. I felt like they treated me like I was insane, and they didn't believe me at all. 'No one believes me...even my supposed friend treats me unfairly for just trying to help him. He doesn't even listen to me, he never does.' ' They won't pick on you anymore, dick around with you anymore...or vilify you. I'll see to that. Trust me on this, Nathan.'
"But how?"
"All you have to do is take my hand..."
"Are you sure?"
"Here...take my hand."
As the vision played out in my mind, I saw myself crying but being comforted by Mick. I reached out for his hand and he took me under his wing, as the vision finished I watched my transformation progressing as my neckline lengthened. I felt my hair with my hands as it darkened and lengthened, growing longer than it normally was. My eyebrows thickened as my brow altered, my eyebrows darkened a bit as well while my eyes turned from brown to blue and widened.
My nose altered a bit in shape as my cheekbones sharpened and my jawline altered, I examined my altering appearance and blushed...watching as my lips altered to become a bit larger and my mouth widened, my lips were still masculine but also luscious as my features slowly altered and contorted themselves...altering and morphing into Mick's features, which was already beginning to come across as natural to me. I was already starting to how think how similar I was to him, and how much it came across as natural for me to morph into him in those dreams/visions, such visions were wonderful after all and it was always like a charisma boost.
I licked my lips with my tongue, which was a little bit longer than normal but it wasn't akin to that of a frog or reptile...as my teeth brightened, a diamond cap infusing itself onto one of my molars as my voice deepened, gruffening and developing a rougher timbre and pitch, slowly developing an oddly seductive drawl and an English accent. 'Heh heh...I sound just like Mick now'. A few hours earlier I was panicking and dreading the transformation but here I was starting to embrace it, we weren't so different it seemed. Then again I always knew that I was sort of similar to him...right down to wearing the same kind of stripey attire.
A few seconds afterwards my mind and personality slowly altered, my meekness and shyness melting away as my personality warped to become Mick's confident and free spirited one...a few minutes after that, my personality fully was taken over by him and all traces of who I normally was gone as my transformation finalized, I wasn't 'Nathan' anymore...I was Mick. For the time being anyway. 'Hey, this isn't too bad. I like this.' 'Want to give this new body a test drive?'
"Sure...start me up."
"Heh...my three favorite words."
I chuckled to myself as I examined my appearance before looking out the window and getting out my dark blue bag and putting in some of my acquired essential items including my stuffed horse Oats and a couple issues of Fangoria before I looked up at the moon and danced for a little, showing off the trademark Jagger strut and everything. And thus with that I decided to set off and embrace my new form and I felt more alive than ever....I didn't feel meek or afraid anymore, it was like both of those traits had just melted away.
Because as all of you out there know, it's not everyday I get to be like this. I wouldn't exactly call myself a 'Were-celeb' even though I have powers similar to one but I definitely would say that Mick and I are extremely similar, especially since I now am him and all. Of course nobody else knows that, just don't tell anyone. Thus brings us to the moral of the story...and that moral, is sometimes even us monsters need a little bit of a change in our lives and sometimes we just need to live a little and to stop worrying over friends who act like pushovers or horrible people in general, and what better way to do that in my case than literally becoming a musician? Of course there a ton of perks to this, some I haven't even discovered yet.
I used to be afraid and timid, but it's alright....it's more than a flash, because i'm Jumpin Jack Slash and i'll gash, gash, gash.
Mick Jagger TF/MC
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Sometimes as a shapeshifter and a monster in general you need to change things up, dealing with the same things every day can be more than a little bit tedious. I was looking throughout the DA-Verse for an RP episode to do but all the ones involving monsters I could find had the same kind of characters, either ones that we're supposed to root for but actually make a Face Heel Turn and assimilate everyone into being the same species as them or ones in which said person tried to humiliate another person by making them their sex-slave or something like that. 'ANOTHER disgusting sex slave RP episode?' 'I'm sure this one will be the last of those.' 'I doubt it, there's a new one that pops up every five minutes and this one guy who is supposed to be my friend totally agrees to any RP episode that involves transformation and MC even if it involves being treated as a sex slave.' 'Maybe he has some really odd kinks that this other guy totally appreciates.' 'If appreciates means that he is a total Yandere for him, then yes.' Sighing, I rolled my eyes at the same old thing being RPed over and over again.
It was always the same...either a gross sex slave or fetish centric transformation episode or one that ended with world-domination and they sickened me. Mainly because the former was just a blatant attempt at breaking the rules and the latter was so overdone and cliche and the characters behind them wasn't even likable, I mean what kind of asshole goes from being a supposedly likable loser to being a dictator wannabe? Maybe I just needed something different, something better...something more my style. I hadn't done a were-celeb tf story involving myself in a while and there were tons of crazy ideas to choose from, I began to think of the insane dreams/visions I had been having.
A lot of these dreams or visions were of me turning into celebrities. Now Christopher Walken was my main one but there were many others I had morphed into...I couldn't help but think of the David Bowie ones and the Bowie persona in general, as odd as those transformations were to me they were fascinating...complex too, as most were-celeb based morphing powers were. 'You know I think that were-celeb stuff is underrated. There should be more of it in TF media.' I thought for a minute, about that one vision/dream I had with me and one of my closest friends on a train or maybe a bus and there was some crazy supernatural incident that reacted with my powers and all.
I remembered that we talked about Buffy the Vampire Slayer, of course I myself was a huge fan of the tv show..not only because it was definitely an enjoyable show but it was a tv adaptation of a movie that actually did much better than the movie it was based on. Don't get me wrong, the movie wasn't awful...I just think Sarah Michelle Gellar made a much better Buffy than Kristy Swanson, but I have to admit...Paul Reubens was definitely the best part even if his lines were over-the-top. I recalled the conversation me and my friend had about the movie. 'Ah yeah, I remember that one. I remember talking about how David Bowie, Mick Jagger and Cary Elwes were going to be in the movie as vampires. The latter would have been a role reversal considering he was Quincy Morris and everything, Bowie's always been kind of vampiry, and Jagger I can definitely see as one.'
Chuckling as I thought about the dream, I was then recalling the scene with the poster...the Buffy the Vampire Slayer movie poster didn't look anything like the real one, it had this menacing vampire face on it with glowing eyes, it looked like it was the Fright Night movie poster. Ah yes...that Fright Night poster with Amy Peterson's vampire face in the clouds and the light coming from the windows of the house. The eyes on this particular poster glowed, as I recalled Bowie and Jagger emerging from the poster in spectral form, hypnotizing me and my friend and possessing us, which felt odd and alien but I liked it. Scenes like these were common in these dreams too.
Usually I would have been the one turning into Bowie but my friend got to be him and I morphed into Mick instead...which probably would count as the first type that has happened, at least I think it was. I would later have several more similar dreams/visions and as odd as those were, I kind of liked them. One such dream had me explaining to my friends I am a werecelebrity or at least had powers akin to them and it was sort of like this. 'Guys, there's something I must tell you before we head out.' 'What is it Nathan?' 'Guys..I don't think it's safe for us to be going out tonight.'
'Why? We're not going to be attacked or anything, right?' "No, no no...that's not it.' I was hesitant to tell them what it was, basically whenever I tried to warn someone that it's not a good idea to go out on any night in case I might transform, I transformed and I didn't want that to happen. 'Well whatever it is, i'm sure we'll be able to help.' 'Very well...i'll get this over-with...i'm a were-celebrity.'
Another very specific thing about that dream was that I was talking to them about a previous dream in which I transformed into Mick Jagger on a full moon night, and then I turned into him again as I was explaining it. It's an odd thing I know...but it happened. I decided to take a little bit of a break as I headed into the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. My mother quizzically looked at me and wondered what I was doing. 'I'm just going to get myself a glass of water and then i'll relax with some music.' 'Alright then. Have fun...oh and I forgot to mention, it's a full moon tonight!' 'What? No...no way!'.
I frantically rushed over to where my bedroom was before hurrying into the relaxation area, before going over to check my calendar...the calendar on my computer clock read Friday the 13th of December, 2019. 'Aaaaw man, of all the nights to forget it's a full moon.' I moaned as I saw the full moon image highlighted on said calendar. Normally I was never one to forget things like lunar dates or anything, but I had been so busy helping my mom plan things out and taking care of Oats that I had forgotten to check when the next full moon was.
'I'm going to be dreading this...I just know it, but maybe it won't happen. Maybe it won't happen.' I murmured to myself before looking out the window, and that's when I panicked...I couldn't help but think about it. I tried calm myself down but I didn't have time as the moonlight reflected through the windows and onto me, I clutched my stomach for a little bit..panting as my heartbeat began to pump rapidly.
I broke into a cold sweat of sorts that eventually went from cold to nearly boiling as supernatural energy pumped through my body, I panicked - watching as my skin slowly lost imperfections while also grizzling up a bit, my arms slowly altered as they lengthened and my hands changed a bit in size. My black and white striped shirt slowly becoming a black top as a lips and tongue logo faded in on the sleeves, I gasped as my stomach slimmed in the process, panicking as this was happening to me.
"Okay so I was wrong...this IS happening to me."
"Are you alright in there?"
"Uhhhh...yeah, a little bit freaked out...but otherwise fine."
Obviously I was lying but I had to...I was panicking and freaking out, as my legs lengthened and my feet altered in the process. My jeans blackening in the process as my sneakers altered to become a pair of boots...that's when I started hearing a voice in my head, that voice being rough and oddly seductive and with an English accent. I watched as my chest and torso slimmed, becoming quite athletic. I screamed several times in anguish as my back altered, while I slowly elevated in height to 5'10, while it was a little bit freakish it didn't seem to be bothering me that much.
Luckily no one else was in the room with me, because I would hate to imagine how they would have reacted to this. I thought about all those experiences I had and all those visions from earlier, and what I was doing prior to them...I was listening to the radio in my bedroom, specifically 93.80 aka The Sound, I remember specifically that particular channel more than often playing Rolling Stones songs and it seemed that this particular band was my good luck charm, wherever they went...I went too. It's like what they say in The Adventures Of Buckaroo Banzai...no matter where you go, there you are.
I looked at my much slimmer build for a few minutes as I suddenly felt like I was possessed, all of a sudden I just couldn't stop myself from dancing like Mick and it was actually pretty nice, it reminded me of the dream I had in which I was in front of a mirror and I got possessed by him. That happened a lot as well...and I was oddly enthralled by it. In my mind I immediately had the vision of myself in an alleyway like Evil Ed in Fright Night. And I swear I could hear Mick's voice too.
"You're not going to hurt me, are you?"
"Of course not...you should know that i'm here for you, Nathan."
"Mick, i'm afraid...i'm more than a little afraid of you."
"You don't need to be afraid of me."
"I don't? But you seemed so intimidating as you ran down that alleyway in the vision I just had...I could have sworn you were after me like you wanted to drain my blood or something like that, you scared me."
"I know what it feels like to be different."
"You do?"
"Why yes...I do. I know you have gotten sick of the same old stupidity from everyone, even your so called friend who claims to be able to take care of himself but really only seems to get in trouble. I know you want to feel accepted."
I had always been the meek and timid one, socially awkward and often I would feel isolated and alone due to being the only member of my group of friends with supernatural powers. Nobody ever believed me when I tried to tell them about monster sightings, because they didn't have the same ability to sense said creatures as I had. I felt like they treated me like I was insane, and they didn't believe me at all. 'No one believes me...even my supposed friend treats me unfairly for just trying to help him. He doesn't even listen to me, he never does.' ' They won't pick on you anymore, dick around with you anymore...or vilify you. I'll see to that. Trust me on this, Nathan.'
"But how?"
"All you have to do is take my hand..."
"Are you sure?"
"Here...take my hand."
As the vision played out in my mind, I saw myself crying but being comforted by Mick. I reached out for his hand and he took me under his wing, as the vision finished I watched my transformation progressing as my neckline lengthened. I felt my hair with my hands as it darkened and lengthened, growing longer than it normally was. My eyebrows thickened as my brow altered, my eyebrows darkened a bit as well while my eyes turned from brown to blue and widened.
My nose altered a bit in shape as my cheekbones sharpened and my jawline altered, I examined my altering appearance and blushed...watching as my lips altered to become a bit larger and my mouth widened, my lips were still masculine but also luscious as my features slowly altered and contorted themselves...altering and morphing into Mick's features, which was already beginning to come across as natural to me. I was already starting to how think how similar I was to him, and how much it came across as natural for me to morph into him in those dreams/visions, such visions were wonderful after all and it was always like a charisma boost.
I licked my lips with my tongue, which was a little bit longer than normal but it wasn't akin to that of a frog or reptile...as my teeth brightened, a diamond cap infusing itself onto one of my molars as my voice deepened, gruffening and developing a rougher timbre and pitch, slowly developing an oddly seductive drawl and an English accent. 'Heh heh...I sound just like Mick now'. A few hours earlier I was panicking and dreading the transformation but here I was starting to embrace it, we weren't so different it seemed. Then again I always knew that I was sort of similar to him...right down to wearing the same kind of stripey attire.
A few seconds afterwards my mind and personality slowly altered, my meekness and shyness melting away as my personality warped to become Mick's confident and free spirited one...a few minutes after that, my personality fully was taken over by him and all traces of who I normally was gone as my transformation finalized, I wasn't 'Nathan' anymore...I was Mick. For the time being anyway. 'Hey, this isn't too bad. I like this.' 'Want to give this new body a test drive?'
"Sure...start me up."
"Heh...my three favorite words."
I chuckled to myself as I examined my appearance before looking out the window and getting out my dark blue bag and putting in some of my acquired essential items including my stuffed horse Oats and a couple issues of Fangoria before I looked up at the moon and danced for a little, showing off the trademark Jagger strut and everything. And thus with that I decided to set off and embrace my new form and I felt more alive than ever....I didn't feel meek or afraid anymore, it was like both of those traits had just melted away.
Because as all of you out there know, it's not everyday I get to be like this. I wouldn't exactly call myself a 'Were-celeb' even though I have powers similar to one but I definitely would say that Mick and I are extremely similar, especially since I now am him and all. Of course nobody else knows that, just don't tell anyone. Thus brings us to the moral of the story...and that moral, is sometimes even us monsters need a little bit of a change in our lives and sometimes we just need to live a little and to stop worrying over friends who act like pushovers or horrible people in general, and what better way to do that in my case than literally becoming a musician? Of course there a ton of perks to this, some I haven't even discovered yet.
I used to be afraid and timid, but it's alright....it's more than a flash, because i'm Jumpin Jack Slash and i'll gash, gash, gash.
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