Weirdness Isn't A Curse
Weirdness Isn't A Curse
Dan Aykroyd TF
NOTE:
This is based on personal experiences and dreams i've had and i is told from the perspective of my character, this includes a mental change or two and supernatural themes. This also uses a personality quiz as inspiration.
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I've always been viewed as kind of an oddball , a weirdo...a freak, but I don't really mind all those...and that's who I am. I am a strange and odd person in everyway but being strange makes me me, and if I wasn't me I don't who I would be. I was in my apartment one night on my laptop, checking out a few new apps and playing Disney's Magic Kingdoms. I was collecting gems, and sending my characters out to do tasks of various kinds when I was also thinking of transformation stories I had written on Deviantart. For some reason I was thinking of what it would be like if those stories were real and what would happen if I actually did transform, transforming sounded like fun to me...I love the idea of losing myself in someone else. 'You know, sometimes there are instances I wish I could be someone other than me.' 'Like who?' 'So many different people.' 'You wish you could shapeshift?' 'That would be awesome.' 'I know right? You could be anyone you wanted just by thinking about it.'
I pondered the possibilities of being able to transform into other people and all of those dreams I had, the dreams of becoming David Bowie or Christopher Walken, or even the ones about turning into Mick Jagger. As odd as it felt to have Jagger possess me, turning into him oddly felt nice and pretty good...I liked losing myself in him and that persona, I had always been very meek and shy and Jagger to me always oozed confidence. Realizing that I had half-vampire powers did come in handy for this.
I decided to pull up VLC media player and watch a Dan Aykroyd movie, for some weird reason I was really starting to feel I could relate...maybe it was the result of me having dreams about him possessing me and me turning into him but I felt like I was watching myself. That movie I had chosen to watch was the 1992 movie Sneakers and I was watching the dancing scene. 'Woah, look at those guys dance. ' I didn't think too hard about it but in a way, it enthralled me...I couldn't help but think about how similar I was to Aykroyd.
Originally I had always been deemed as a 'Belushi' type, at least that's what my personality quiz said when it determined which SNL player i'm most like. Unless the test lied to me, but recently I had been coming to the realization that I am more like Aykroyd than Belushi. I couldn't help but think about the dreams. I had been getting the urge to watch his movies a LOT recently, maybe it was some kind of unseen force that was drawing me towards him, maybe it was that it was finding myself relating to him more than usual. 'Maybe i'm just like him after all...wait...does that mean i'm weird? Nah, of course not. I've always been odd, being odd is normal for me and normal is overrated anyway.'
I blushed, trying to keep myself from thinking about him, I tried to close my eyes and concentrate on something else but I was finding it difficult and without warning, that's when Aykroyd emerged out from the screen of my laptop in spectral form and he coaxed me into coming closer before diving into my mouth and down my throat. I couldn't help it, he just popped in there...like Stay Puft. 'Wait...wait, I didn't mean to think that. Please.' 'This is gonna be fun, I think you are going to like this.' 'You said that about Exit To Eden and Ghostbusters 2016, Dan...I don't think this is a good idea.'
"Trust me, this will be fun."
"Your version of fun is weird."
"As if being weird is ever a bad thing."
My stomach gurgled as if I had eaten something terrible, I wasn't ill or anything...at least not that I know was the definition of being ill, I closed my eyes and opened them...as they did, a ghostly greenish blue glow emitted from them. I stopped half-way through to examine myself, and saw my skin imperfections including my surgery scars cleaning up...and vanishing as if they had never been there. 'Is it happening? Am I transforming? I am...what am I becoming?' . I was curious as to what I was going to turn into, it felt so strange yet interesting.
I felt my skin with my hands, just in time to see my hands enlarging as my fingers thickened a bit, my arms slowly broadened but my furred gloves didn't rip or fall off. My hands didn't look like my hands, they looked like they belonged to someone else. I clutched my stomach as my chest and torso broadened, my stomach swelling up a little and making me look I had put on weight. 'That's odd...i'm gaining weight but as far as I know, i'm not turning into a werebear of any kind, a were-elephant, a were-pig, or even a Werebelushi family member...if i'm not becoming those...what am I turning into?'
My stripey reddish-pink slippersocks started to feel uncomfortably tight, as my feet slowly grew from within them, going up a couple of sizes and with a tearing sound both of my slippersocks tore open, revealing my much larger feet. 'No claws or fur...' I examined my new feet as they slowly contorted and expanded, two of the middle toes on both of them becoming webbed as my legs contorted. The rest of my body was slowly following suit, as I examined it. I measured myself with the scale app I had installed, I was around 249lbs as my back broadened and my shoulders followed suit.
My build was starting to look familiar...and so were my feet, that's when I slow shot up in height from 5'7 to 6'1...it was quite dizzying, but I was starting to feel like this had been my natural height. 'Why do I feel like i've always had this height? No, that's not me, i'm 5'7...not this, or maybe I have.' I could tell my mind was already starting to shift, I attempted to resist it but it was proving to be fruitless.
In my mind I was starting to receive knowledge of the paranormal in particular ghosts, aliens and otherworldy beings...even more knowledge than what I usually had which to say was quite a lot, as my hair slowly turned darker and shortened. My eyebrows thickened and arched, while my brow contorted. 'This is odd and bizarre but yet I love it, I feel like i've always been like this...no wait a minute i've never been like this.'
Two people were fighting inside my mind as this was happening, one being myself and the other being...Aykroyd, I was transforming into Dan and I didn't know what to do. My eyes widened, one turning green while one remained brown and my cheekbones sharpened, my nose growing a little as a tiny dimple materialized down the middle. My teeth brightened while my jawline altered. 'My face...it feels different, it looks different too. Have I always looked like this?' was what I was wondering as this happening.
Part of me was frightened while the other half was excited, I already knew how similar to him I was already...now it was becoming even more apparent. I attempted to resist, trying hard to keep myself as I continued changing, my lips becoming a bit more kissable as my features morphed and reshaped themselves, I was looking less like myself and more like...him. 'I was already similar to him personality-wise, but now I am similar to him appearance-wise, although i'm sure i've always looked like this...oh wait, no I haven't...'
"Of course you have...look at you, it's like you're my twin."
"No Dan, I am NOT your twin. I am me...not you, I may act like you but I am NOT you...I am NOT you. Not you at all, stop this. I don't want this, or maybe I do....I don't know, this is horrifying and confusing."
"Actually you are my exact double..."
"This isn't what that personality test told me...it told me all those years ago I am a Belushi.."
"That must have been a miscalculation."
I groaned a little bit, trying not to let what others said about me get to me...yes, I was weird and bizarre but aren't we all like that? Being viewed as a freak didn't seem like so much of a problem, I mean while everyone else was a Prince Charming or Snow White type, I was more of a Captain Hook or some cases a Jack Sparrow. Then again I always routed for the monsters, because monsters may not be human on the outside but they're still human on the inside. And that's what I am. I panted as my voice deepened and gruffened, developing a Canadian accent as it altered and became Dan's voice. 'Some would consider weirdness a curse but not me. It has served me well. Being a creature of odd and unusual habits suits me.' 'Of course, as you should. Especially since you're me...' 'Well not exactly and/or entirely like you.' I blushed a little, hearing these words of mine being spoken but with my voice being Dan's just made me chuckle. It sounded like something he would say.
Even as I did attempt to resist, I didn't really see a point in it anymore...since this was pretty much natural for me and I didn't mind it....I couldn't help but hug myself, since well...Aykroyd was always pretty huggable anyway. I blushed, and stepped back and allowed the final step to happen as finally...it completed itself and I was now Dan Aykroyd. 'Wow, i've forgotten just how adorkable I am...and now I totally see it.'
It was then that I heard a knock at my door from my dear friend Paul, Paul was dressed in his Friday the 13th shirt and jeans as I answered the door. 'May I help you?' 'I'm looking for Nathan, he's my best friend...have you seen him?' 'He's gone out for a while.' 'Wait a minute...I know you, you're Dan Aykroyd...' 'Yes, I am...how did you know?' 'I could tell by your interesting eyes of yours.' 'You think my eyes are interesting?' 'Your everything is interesting.' 'Well naturally, i'm a very interesting person.' 'Keep on being who you are, don't let anyone tell you that you are weird.' 'Weird was never a problem in the first place, heh heh.'
And so I decided to embrace my current fate, after all...once you're an Aykroyd, you're always one, and that's not bad in my opinion. Some view weirdness as a curse, but not me...there's nothing horrible or curse-like about being weird to me.
Dan Aykroyd TF
NOTE:
This is based on personal experiences and dreams i've had and i is told from the perspective of my character, this includes a mental change or two and supernatural themes. This also uses a personality quiz as inspiration.
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I've always been viewed as kind of an oddball , a weirdo...a freak, but I don't really mind all those...and that's who I am. I am a strange and odd person in everyway but being strange makes me me, and if I wasn't me I don't who I would be. I was in my apartment one night on my laptop, checking out a few new apps and playing Disney's Magic Kingdoms. I was collecting gems, and sending my characters out to do tasks of various kinds when I was also thinking of transformation stories I had written on Deviantart. For some reason I was thinking of what it would be like if those stories were real and what would happen if I actually did transform, transforming sounded like fun to me...I love the idea of losing myself in someone else. 'You know, sometimes there are instances I wish I could be someone other than me.' 'Like who?' 'So many different people.' 'You wish you could shapeshift?' 'That would be awesome.' 'I know right? You could be anyone you wanted just by thinking about it.'
I pondered the possibilities of being able to transform into other people and all of those dreams I had, the dreams of becoming David Bowie or Christopher Walken, or even the ones about turning into Mick Jagger. As odd as it felt to have Jagger possess me, turning into him oddly felt nice and pretty good...I liked losing myself in him and that persona, I had always been very meek and shy and Jagger to me always oozed confidence. Realizing that I had half-vampire powers did come in handy for this.
I decided to pull up VLC media player and watch a Dan Aykroyd movie, for some weird reason I was really starting to feel I could relate...maybe it was the result of me having dreams about him possessing me and me turning into him but I felt like I was watching myself. That movie I had chosen to watch was the 1992 movie Sneakers and I was watching the dancing scene. 'Woah, look at those guys dance. ' I didn't think too hard about it but in a way, it enthralled me...I couldn't help but think about how similar I was to Aykroyd.
Originally I had always been deemed as a 'Belushi' type, at least that's what my personality quiz said when it determined which SNL player i'm most like. Unless the test lied to me, but recently I had been coming to the realization that I am more like Aykroyd than Belushi. I couldn't help but think about the dreams. I had been getting the urge to watch his movies a LOT recently, maybe it was some kind of unseen force that was drawing me towards him, maybe it was that it was finding myself relating to him more than usual. 'Maybe i'm just like him after all...wait...does that mean i'm weird? Nah, of course not. I've always been odd, being odd is normal for me and normal is overrated anyway.'
I blushed, trying to keep myself from thinking about him, I tried to close my eyes and concentrate on something else but I was finding it difficult and without warning, that's when Aykroyd emerged out from the screen of my laptop in spectral form and he coaxed me into coming closer before diving into my mouth and down my throat. I couldn't help it, he just popped in there...like Stay Puft. 'Wait...wait, I didn't mean to think that. Please.' 'This is gonna be fun, I think you are going to like this.' 'You said that about Exit To Eden and Ghostbusters 2016, Dan...I don't think this is a good idea.'
"Trust me, this will be fun."
"Your version of fun is weird."
"As if being weird is ever a bad thing."
My stomach gurgled as if I had eaten something terrible, I wasn't ill or anything...at least not that I know was the definition of being ill, I closed my eyes and opened them...as they did, a ghostly greenish blue glow emitted from them. I stopped half-way through to examine myself, and saw my skin imperfections including my surgery scars cleaning up...and vanishing as if they had never been there. 'Is it happening? Am I transforming? I am...what am I becoming?' . I was curious as to what I was going to turn into, it felt so strange yet interesting.
I felt my skin with my hands, just in time to see my hands enlarging as my fingers thickened a bit, my arms slowly broadened but my furred gloves didn't rip or fall off. My hands didn't look like my hands, they looked like they belonged to someone else. I clutched my stomach as my chest and torso broadened, my stomach swelling up a little and making me look I had put on weight. 'That's odd...i'm gaining weight but as far as I know, i'm not turning into a werebear of any kind, a were-elephant, a were-pig, or even a Werebelushi family member...if i'm not becoming those...what am I turning into?'
My stripey reddish-pink slippersocks started to feel uncomfortably tight, as my feet slowly grew from within them, going up a couple of sizes and with a tearing sound both of my slippersocks tore open, revealing my much larger feet. 'No claws or fur...' I examined my new feet as they slowly contorted and expanded, two of the middle toes on both of them becoming webbed as my legs contorted. The rest of my body was slowly following suit, as I examined it. I measured myself with the scale app I had installed, I was around 249lbs as my back broadened and my shoulders followed suit.
My build was starting to look familiar...and so were my feet, that's when I slow shot up in height from 5'7 to 6'1...it was quite dizzying, but I was starting to feel like this had been my natural height. 'Why do I feel like i've always had this height? No, that's not me, i'm 5'7...not this, or maybe I have.' I could tell my mind was already starting to shift, I attempted to resist it but it was proving to be fruitless.
In my mind I was starting to receive knowledge of the paranormal in particular ghosts, aliens and otherworldy beings...even more knowledge than what I usually had which to say was quite a lot, as my hair slowly turned darker and shortened. My eyebrows thickened and arched, while my brow contorted. 'This is odd and bizarre but yet I love it, I feel like i've always been like this...no wait a minute i've never been like this.'
Two people were fighting inside my mind as this was happening, one being myself and the other being...Aykroyd, I was transforming into Dan and I didn't know what to do. My eyes widened, one turning green while one remained brown and my cheekbones sharpened, my nose growing a little as a tiny dimple materialized down the middle. My teeth brightened while my jawline altered. 'My face...it feels different, it looks different too. Have I always looked like this?' was what I was wondering as this happening.
Part of me was frightened while the other half was excited, I already knew how similar to him I was already...now it was becoming even more apparent. I attempted to resist, trying hard to keep myself as I continued changing, my lips becoming a bit more kissable as my features morphed and reshaped themselves, I was looking less like myself and more like...him. 'I was already similar to him personality-wise, but now I am similar to him appearance-wise, although i'm sure i've always looked like this...oh wait, no I haven't...'
"Of course you have...look at you, it's like you're my twin."
"No Dan, I am NOT your twin. I am me...not you, I may act like you but I am NOT you...I am NOT you. Not you at all, stop this. I don't want this, or maybe I do....I don't know, this is horrifying and confusing."
"Actually you are my exact double..."
"This isn't what that personality test told me...it told me all those years ago I am a Belushi.."
"That must have been a miscalculation."
I groaned a little bit, trying not to let what others said about me get to me...yes, I was weird and bizarre but aren't we all like that? Being viewed as a freak didn't seem like so much of a problem, I mean while everyone else was a Prince Charming or Snow White type, I was more of a Captain Hook or some cases a Jack Sparrow. Then again I always routed for the monsters, because monsters may not be human on the outside but they're still human on the inside. And that's what I am. I panted as my voice deepened and gruffened, developing a Canadian accent as it altered and became Dan's voice. 'Some would consider weirdness a curse but not me. It has served me well. Being a creature of odd and unusual habits suits me.' 'Of course, as you should. Especially since you're me...' 'Well not exactly and/or entirely like you.' I blushed a little, hearing these words of mine being spoken but with my voice being Dan's just made me chuckle. It sounded like something he would say.
Even as I did attempt to resist, I didn't really see a point in it anymore...since this was pretty much natural for me and I didn't mind it....I couldn't help but hug myself, since well...Aykroyd was always pretty huggable anyway. I blushed, and stepped back and allowed the final step to happen as finally...it completed itself and I was now Dan Aykroyd. 'Wow, i've forgotten just how adorkable I am...and now I totally see it.'
It was then that I heard a knock at my door from my dear friend Paul, Paul was dressed in his Friday the 13th shirt and jeans as I answered the door. 'May I help you?' 'I'm looking for Nathan, he's my best friend...have you seen him?' 'He's gone out for a while.' 'Wait a minute...I know you, you're Dan Aykroyd...' 'Yes, I am...how did you know?' 'I could tell by your interesting eyes of yours.' 'You think my eyes are interesting?' 'Your everything is interesting.' 'Well naturally, i'm a very interesting person.' 'Keep on being who you are, don't let anyone tell you that you are weird.' 'Weird was never a problem in the first place, heh heh.'
And so I decided to embrace my current fate, after all...once you're an Aykroyd, you're always one, and that's not bad in my opinion. Some view weirdness as a curse, but not me...there's nothing horrible or curse-like about being weird to me.
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