The Meat LoverYou just got off work, the moon is still fullThe Meat Lover by LoneLycaon
While drive home then and sleep like a fool?
The cold breeze welcomes you, the forest calls your name
Sharp claws and fangs, you do like this game!
The lights of the city are slowly fading away
You don’t mind the darkness, wolf eyes can see the way!
Brakes squeak, engine roars, skid marks on the green sod
Predator driving a prey, how odd!
Clothes are getting tight, it’s time for a change
Letting out a howl, it only feeds your rage
Leaving paw prints on the ground as you run
Who said that being a werewolf isn’t fun?!
The smell of meat carried on the wind makes you hungry
Who needs veggies and tofu, those foods look ugly!
On all fours you prowl closer, you can feel the taste in your snout
Wolfing in the yummy steak and bacon, that’s what life’s about!
Next morning you wake up and drive back to your den
Flopping on your bed, snoring as hard as you can
Turning the TV later on, you see live commentaries
Happy Birthday Banditt!Fortune seeker, in a distant landHappy Birthday Banditt! by LoneLycaon
Pistol in his holster, grenades at hand.
He sniffs the air, then aims down the sight
Ears and tail perking up, getting ready for a fight.
Cold breeze strokes his fur as he crawls
Paws leave scratch marks on thick walls.
Stars, both above and on his chest
With a growl he infiltrates the hornet's nest.
Gunfire and explosions light up the night sky,
Scent of blood and sweat with the wind fly
A cunning move and he's behind enemy lines
Gotta make 'em pay for all their crimes.
Kicking butt for justice and liberty
Putting an end to famine and poverty.
Bad guys will pay for the blood that they've shed
Cuz Banditt is coming to fill them with lead!
Standing for truth, together as brothers
Bringing light and hope for others.
Never backing down from his foes
God watches over him wherever he goes.
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"Are you out of your mind? You can't be serious, man!"
Alex was staring at Andrew's screen. "Lycanthropy Potions! Make your wildest dreams come true! Christmas sale!". He couldn't really decide which one was the more hilarious fact - someone putting that stuff up on Ebay or Andrew searching around for his credit card to order it.
"I will order the brown one! Brown wolf with yellow eyes! Totally awesome, don't you think?" - Andrew asked from his buddy. He was showing Alex a picture of a weird looking jar with some shitty drawing on it. It wasn't even resembling to a werewolf or anything like that. They didn't know each other for a long time, but their common interest in werewolves made them buddies. Though Andrew was more crazed about werewolf stuff.
"I'll tell you what I'm thinking. It's bullshit and you're wasting your money on that. What made you think that anyone would sell these potions on the Internet, even if they were real?"
"You don't get it? Everyone's thinking the same! No one believes that they are real and just laughing at them! Otherwise everyone would order them."
"Eh, whatever bro. I can't talk you out of it and I'm tired of trying anyways. When will your magical potion arrive?"
"It takes only 3 days to arrive, cause I've ordered it with special delivery! We could try it out this weekend, just before Christmas!"
Alex wanted to make a comment about having high hopes on something cheaper than a family meal at McDonalds, but he changed his mind. Andrew wouldn't understand - he was totally crazed about his discovery and nothing could drive his mind off the subject. So Alex just stood up and patted the shoulder of his buddy.
"Well, this was fun but I have to go now. Need to take care of some stuff. Give me a ring when you have it."
"Sure, I will! Can't wait for it man! This will be awesome!"
"Yeah, yeah, of course. Just take care of yourself until then, okay?" Alex smiled and left.
The next 3 days passed pretty fast for Alex. He was busy with his work and he had to visit his aunt and his cousin too.
Andrew, on the other hand, was suffering. The minutes turned to days, the seconds turned to hours. He tried to sleep to make time go "fast forward", but that only made him stay awake at nights and fall asleep at school. Finally, after a shitty day at the university, he got home and a package was waiting for him. He opened it with shaking hands and found a small bottle inside. It was brown with some weird looking liquid inside of it. Not wasting any time, he gave his buddy a ring and the two guys agreed to meet at the side of the nearby forest. Though Alex would have been happier if they'd chosen the local hospital. He had a bad feeling about this stuff, but Andrew was restless.
After a short walk, he got to that place of the forest they both know well. Each one of them used to take that path leading into the forest - though Andrew was an enthusiast of running and that was his favourite place. Alex liked to walk that path too, but he usually had one of his guns with himself. There were many great targets to practice at in the forest.
"Man, you're late! I'm dying to try it out! Let's not waste any time!"
"Sure Andrew, just show me that stuff first, okay? Don't wanna call the paramedics because of you drinking some rat poison." Alex took a look at the bottle. "Wrewlof potion. Be strong, fast and feraosme!" "LOL bro! The guy who made this stuff couldn't even spell correctly! And it looks like Dr.Pepper mixed with dog shit. You seriously going to drink that?"
"Of course I will! Now give it back! I don't need any comments. You'll see it for yourself soon." Andrew replied with a wolfish grin. "What's that thing in your bag?"
"Ironically I was visiting my aunt yesterday. She likes crazy things, you know? Love her. So, when I mentioned her your discovery, she disappeared for a few hours and returned with this bottle, containing God knows what." Alex had taken out something looking like a beer bottle with some red liquid in it. "I dunno what's in it, but since you're drinking weird stuff, I'm drinking it too - and my aunt doesn't want to kill me, hopefully."
"What?! You brought that stuff but you were calling me stupid when I was ordering it? Pffft..." Andrew mumbled. "I've seen your aunt once and she gave me the creeps. She's too fit for her age and looked at me like she wanna fucking eat me! And tell her not to smile on me again. She's missing a tooth." Andrew was shivering for a bit. "Anyways, I can't wait any longer! Cheers!" - with a quick move, he drank his potion.
"Andrew? Bro? You alright?" Alex asked, a bit worried about his buddy. "You look like you're going to die in 5 seconds. Sit down or something."
After taking some deep breaths, Andrew was able to answer. "I'm...I'm alright. Just need a few minutes before it takes effect. So...why don't you drink yours, hmm?"
Alex stared at his friend for some moments, then burst out laughing. "You're a crazy motherfucker man...You've got me. Let's see what this stuff does...Cheers!" Opening the bottle, he drank all his potion as well.
They spent the next few minutes in silence. Andrew was looking horrible, but Alex wasn't looking better either. Both guys were close to throw all it up, so they weren't making any sudden movements. In fact, they were just sitting on the ground, staring out of their heads.
Suddenly Andrew started to whisper. "I feel something." He slowly stood up and took a deep breath. "I feel something!" he shouted. "I can feel it coming on!"
"You better feel it man. It's starting to get cold here, you know? We're sitting in a forest in the middle of December!" Alex answered. "So, wolf out, have fun and go fucking home, ok?!" There was some aggression in his voice, which made Andrew a bit nervous. But he knew his buddy well enough. Alex was a hothead.
While thinking on a response, Andrew suddenly felt an itchy feeling all over his body. Despite the cold, he removed his coat and t-shirt to see what's happening - and he was surprised as hell when he saw thick, brown fur growing all over his body. "See?! Can you see it! Fucking told you that it will work! Now I'm gonna...AARGH!"
He couldn't finish the sentence, because his jaw made a cracking sound, as it was shifting into a new form.
"Holy shit! Dude, you alright? I fucking hope you won't eat me. I can't feel anything yet." Alex comforted his friend by grabbing his hand. "You're gonna be okay. Just focus and remember why you wanted this." he said. "Fuck...Am I tripping or have I really said that? My friend is turning into a werewolf. Everyday stuff."
Andrew started to lose his humanity completely. His body was covered with brown fur, and his mouth formed into a muzzle. His ears became pointy and his nose was big...a bit too big for a wolf's nose. Then, at all of a sudden, something started to grow out on the top of his head - antlers.
"Errr, dude...I think you drank the wrong potion. Haven't seen a wolf with antlers so far. Though they look cool, don't worry."
Andrew wanted to scream, but he was unable to speak. He grabbed the antlers with his hands and had a desperate look on his face - which became fear when his hands and feet had turned into hooves and he lost his balance. Within a few minutes, the young man turned into a deer.
Alex started to feel weird himself. The more he stared at his former friend, the more hungry he felt. He didn't even notice the black fur spreading across his face as he began to drool. He tried to take off his shirt, but he was already too late. His hands were paws now - and his face was wolfish. Yellow eyes watched behind his muzzle as he sniffed the air and wagged his tail excitedly from the scent.
He licked his sharp fangs while he looked at the terrified deer.
"Well...seems like my sources were more reliable, don't you think mate?" the wolf growled. "It's nothing personal, but you should test those muscles. I'm hungry like the...you know." Alex laughed and lunged towards the deer. The night held more surprises than he thought. And he liked it a lot.
"Should thank Auntie for the early Christmas gift. Also need to buy a flea collar." he thought as they ran deeper into the forest, hunter and prey.