OOC: *Channeling the spirit of Jim Carrey* Allllrighty then, guess the catfight's finished? Or at least the rest can be wrapped up between pages as it were. So if there are no complaints from anyone I'm gonna skip ahead to the Were-meeting. Only weres that possibly won't be showing up should be John's character and Casey's, John for obvious reasons and Casey since well I can't imagine he'd be too public with his were heritage so no one knew to invite him. Don't worry Casey Katt'll be roaming around town if you'd like so you'll have someone to bug if you get bored.
IC:
Shaun slowed as he approached the in, leaning back a bit and tilting his board to brake before hopping off, kicking the piece of wood up and catching it in his hands. He sighed slightly, "Well, let's hope this at least eases the bad news." he shrugged a bit as he moved to open the doors, finding them locked, "Huh? Oh come on, I know this the pla, huh?" he noticed a small sign on the door, stating that the hotel had been reserved for a special party which would begin at 8PM, meaning he had arrived almost an hour early, "Great, oh well, guess I got some time to kill." he thought aloud as he took a seat on one of the nearby benches to wait.
Jewl nodded eagerly. "Yes, I want to know very badly." she looked down at the ground as she spoke. "Even though...you arent yourself right now. The father I knew could never be a monster! He had no right to call you that!" she almost shouted as she looked up.
Ooc: why are we sommoning the mask? XD
John looked over at Jewl, a sad smile on his face. "I do not know if I am the man your father was; if he was a small fraction of what you say, then he truly was great. Remember this though: no human, none who have truly lived, is without sin; there is always something that we regret, or wish we could have done better. It is not whether or not these things happen that defines the calibre of a man, but how he goes about living with himself afterwards, how hemanages to continue on despite the fact." His focus shifted then, staring off into space, as of deep in thought...
John quickly shook his head. "But no matter, that's a horror story for another nightmare. Right now I owe you an explanation as to why he called me monster. Very well then." He removed his shirt and faux leather sandals, and pants, but decided to leave his underwear on. He placed his glasses on the desk. He then moved to the centre of the room, where there was the most space, spread his arms wide, and said, "Here goes."
Relaxing his grip on his instincts, he allowed the transformations he had been fighting to begin. It happened very quickly, and almost all at once. His dorsal skin began to schlerate (harden) and turn black, with a few bands of red, forming his carapace. The skin, bones, and cartilage of his face motives and rearranged, forming two small chelicera (jaws) (also black) on the outside of his mouth, with a hooked beak (mostly yellow with black tip) within. His arms seemed to "split" into three different sets of limbs: those that were in the "regular" place of his arms became thicker, the schlerating much more effective, the "hands" becoming larger, forming The pedipalps (claws); a little lower, another set of arms, these appearing more "normal", but the joints were much more pronounced, and the fingers were each tipped with thick black claws; finally, the third set, closer to his shoulder blade area, began to elongate, enlarge, and become feathered, forming his wings, which were black with a few speckles of gold. His eyes move position, sliding slightly more to the sides of his head, and distinct circles of bone around each eye socket formed, his pupils becoming significantly larger. His front skin morphed, becoming feathers, mostly black, with some gold speckles and red bands. His feet elongated and changed, growing scales, his toes molding into three, large, black talon tipped toes, his heel sprouting two more in the other direction, skin changing to scales, looking like raptor's feet; he shifted his stance to allow the change in footing. A carapace began to form around his crotchial region, forming an armor codpiece form him; after this formed he quickly removed this underwear: he knew what was coming next. From his posterior sprouted a large (3-4 ft) scorpions tail, black save the telson (stinger), which was a dark red. All of the hairs on his body became longer, more sensitive, but still remained too fine for most to be able to see. (ooc: if I missed anything here/you need more detail on certain parts, pls let me know :) )
After the transformation finished, John sank to his knees; it had taken a lot out of him, heck maybe even a month of his stored food cache. He panted a bit, both from the excursion and the new sensations he had to restrict. "This... I's why... He called me... Monster..." he panted. When he spoke, his vowels and some of his constanents seemed to hiss out, producing a rolling effect which made an accent not unlike a combination of German and Arabic.
Minos shut down the pump from outside his daughters bedroom and could hear a slight sound of a moo as a hand reached out the door with the pumps in her hand.
"All done I take it?" he asked as he put the container of warm milk away.
"Yeah...just a little nervous dad." Malon replied, "I've never shown my real form in anyone at school. You sure you can't take mom with you instead?"
"Little buttercup, one day you'll inherent this farm and the representative of bovine weres so you need to start participating in these meetings. Also you know your mother has to go out of town to make a deal on shipment." The bull said as he adorned his tradition were-bull outfit. Fitting the large arm bands around his biceps.
"Alright fine, I'll get dressed." Malon replied from behind the door.
"Get dressed in the outfit I left on your bed."
There was a pause then a gasp. "Dad no! No way I'm wearing this. It's...It's too revealing!"
Mino laughed, "Malon, it's tradition that the daughter of the bovine representative wear it to were meetings."
"If I have to wear a traditional dress, why can't I wear mom's instead?"
"You can once you have a mate, and unless your hiding him under your bed from me and your mother I don't think you have one. Now come on dress up we don't want to be late." Mino remarked as he went downstairs.
"Fine, but I am putting a coat over this till the meeting!" Malon yelled crumbly.
Mino paused and yelled back, "Oh yeah and you have to do the blessed dance as well."
"What!!!!!"
"Just kidding buttercup." he chuckled as he waited downstairs for his daughter.
(Close to 8 o clock)
"I can't believe I'm doing this." Malon moaned as she walked with her father through the fields towards the inn. It was the best way to get to the meeting without being seen.
"You look good dear. Don't be so concerned about your appearance. In fact you look like your mother and she had many suitors wanting her before I politely made my advances for her. Who knows maybe you'll find your mate tonight?"
Malon blushed under her hood. "Dad!"
"Oh so you do have your eyes on someone. Your mother was just guessing, and I just wanted to tease, but now I know it's true." he chuckled as he continued towards the field.
"So who is he?"
"I don't want to talk about it." she said as kept following. Her 8 foot height was far different then it was as a human and she had to be mindful of where her curvy body went as she clung onto her coat.
"Is he a bovine?"
"No, I'm not doing this."
"So he isn't a bovine. Well not unheard of to think outside of the box. Hmmmm....come on hun give me a hint. Is he a wolf, dragon, cat?"
Malon groaned and continued on with her father still teasing her as they reached the site.
Shaun sat up a bit as he heard someone approaching, he glanced at his watch, seeing that eight was getting closer, Shoulda brought my gameboy he thought with a slight chuckle as he stood up a bit, "Yo, guess you must be here for the meeting too huh?" he asked, not at first recgonizing Malon since he'd never seen her were form before.
He stretched out a bit as he stood and began walking towards them a bit, pausing as he got a bit closer, "Wait a, Mino?" He asked as he adjusted his glasses a bit, his gaze then turning towards Malon, "Oh wow, Malon that you? I didn't even recgonize you, this is the first time I've ever seen you in your were form, you look, uh," he looked her up and down, unable to determine much other than her height from how bundled up she was, "Good, nice and tall." he smiled, "Wish I'd thought to bring some bigger clothes, all I brought were my swim trunks." He scratched at his head a bit.
Malon slowly moved behind her father blushing hard under her hood. "Uhm hi Shaun, thanks..." she said, but her heart was beating quickly. Her body feeling warmer as she looked over the small human. She was afriad of this, her instincts were telling her to latch on to him, but she couldn't. He would flip if she did that.
Mino grinned noticing the behavior of her daughter understanding now who the mystery man was. He scanned over Shaun eyeing him as he unlocked the inn with a set of key attached to his loin cloth. "So Shaun will your mother be joining us as well? I have seen her in a while since she bought some milk from the farm." he said once more noticing the large bundle of coat moving closer to him. That's when he got an idea to speed things along.
He quickly turned bumping into Malon, who was trying to move behind her dad, but instead bumped into his large chest stumbling back. As she did her father stepped on her coat that was hanging causing her coat to rip and expose her. "Oops." he smirked.
"You did that on purpose!" Malon gasped and blushed as she finally exposed to her true form. Her breasts as a human were large indeed, but as a were they were massive and stood out proud defying gravity as they were tight with a simple black and white cloth wrapped around her upper body. The colors matching her white and brown patches of fur. Her long slightly muscular legs were draped with a similar loin cloth that hugged her wide hips with a long piece that flowed from her crotch down to her ankles. Where else the back of her outfit was fitted much like a thong in a swimsuit magazine. Her arm bands, flowed through the soft breeze of the night with Shaun seeing them warped around her small but impressive biceps.
Her large brown eyes fluttering with embarrassment as she stood there with some silver attached to her brown hair bangs and a set of small horns along her large cow ears.
"Uhm...hi Shaun what...do you think?" she said trying to sound confident, but could barely stop her body from either shaking in embarrassment or leaping onto Shaun just to see what it felt like to hug him.
Mino folded his arms smiling proudly.
Shaun blinked a bit, completely at a loss for words as he saw Malon's full figure, "You look, great," he said, unable to really find words that matched how she looked, the outfit hugging to every curve of her body only made her look even more attractive. He could feel a slight growl growing in his throat as he looked at her, he had known Malon for awhile, but it seemed like the first time he was actually seeing her now that she finally showed her were form to him. His own animal side starting to burn inside him as he couldn't help but admire her large chest and shapely body.
He quickly shook himself back to reality, "Y-yeah, she had some work to finish up," he said as he turned towards Mino, his face slightly red. His mother, Lupe, worked at the local newspaper, which came in pretty handy for the were population, especially in the rare events when a picture was captured she always managed to sweep it in with some random enquirer story that got thrown out after a week, "Some campers apparently called in saying they spotted a, quote, 'giant monstrous wolf monster thing' end-quote." he chuckled a bit then sighed, "Got a nice little chewing out for that, and got grounded from this month's howling." He groaned a bit, the howling was a get-together of the local wolf packs, they didn't happen often, usually only during a blue moon, since many lived so far apart getting together every month would be too difficult.
Malon smiled as her ears picked up the soft growl from his throat. It sounded so possessive in nature and she LOVED it.
Mino chuckled, "Linda misses seeing her around. Hard to get any work done when Malon's mom is bored." he smirked. "Well looks like we are the first ones here. I'll go inside and get things ready inside. Why don't you two go...have a walk. It's a nice night don't you think, Malon?"
Malon looked at her father with a stare that only said. "Don't do it...."
Mino only winked, "Come on Shaun, Malon doesn't go into the forest often so why don't you show her around. Just don't be too long okay?" he patted the human head as he went inside leaving the two alone together.
"Ahem."
A woman in her early 20s cleared her throat behind the towering bull, smirking up at him boldly. She had straight, raven-black hair that reached down to her plump, shapely butt, and dark caramel colored skin. She wore thigh high boots, a denim miniskirt, a long-sleeved leather jacket that was cut short so it exposed her midriff, and a rather exposing top tube top that exposed an ample amount of cleavage and under-cleavage of her size-D breasts. She put a hand on her hip impatiently and raised a brow at the bull, the flawless flesh on her curvaceous hips folding a little with minimal body fat.
"Already praying for grandchildren, Elder Mino?" She teased. The woman of Algonquin Indian descent was flanked by two younger weres, already in wereform, one of which was a coyote, the other, a female, was a
spider.
"Hiii!" Were-Ahanu greeted enthusiastically, this being his first time at a Howling. The coyote was at most five inches taller than his regular form, and was probably the shortest of the weres, seeing as his 23 year old half-sister, Makkitotosimew (Algonquin Indian for "She who has big breasts), stood at 5'10, and his Were-Spider 16 year old sister, Awiti (African for "child who has been thrown away"), stood at at least 6'6 in were form. The were-coyote wore a simple loincloth and colorful beads around his neck.
"Shut up, Ahanu." The older woman said bluntly.
"Aww, but Makki! He's so cool! Look at him! He's huuuuge!" The coyote said excitedly, very impressed by the larger weres.
"Forgive Ahanu, Elder Mino. He's... very excitable. And a spaz." The woman laughed. "And I'll be representing my clan for this Howling. Stepfather isn't feeling well, and everyone else is busy with work. Hopefully that won't be much of a problem." Makki smiled at the bull sweetly. Their clan wasn't exactly pure, as it consisted of multi-cultural weres of various species and lores. This was only their third Howling in this town, having arrived only three years ago, and every single time, Makki and the clan leader, a classic western werewolf, were the only ones to attend with two other members who were different each year. This year, it was Awiti and Ahanu's turns to attend.
OOC: Yeah, sounds fine, Shadow. So Drake and Mar, I guess I'm assuming that Ada returned Malon and Mia's underwear and they both know now that those twins are no good? XP
As more of the weres started to show up, a small blue convertible pulled up to the Amagi Inn, a dark haired girl sitting inside alone. Seeing that was finally safe to transform, Ada groaned as she felt her body reveal its true self. A few moments later, a bipedal vixen sat in the car, a fiery beauty surrounding her ruby furred body. Ada hopped out of the car, and tried not to seem too nervous since it was the first time the clan-less were attended such a meeting. Her fluffy tail flicked about as she tried to spot a familiar face before she happened upon Shaun and Malon. She gave a friendly wave towards them, recognizing Shaun and noticing Malon's scent despite her change. "Hi guys. Oh, Malon, you look great." The vixen blushed lightly under her fur, surprised by her friend's certain size changes in were form. Noticing that the two seemed to be together as possibly a couple, she asked quickly, "So, has it already started? I could meet you inside later if you're busy." She then giggled lightly.