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WolfmanHal wrote:
One night while ol mitchy was out the wind kicked up an ripped through his attic,,There was a loud crash,,and low and behold what did he find when he returned,,,some insane pennsylvanian in a scruffy Bubba outfit sittin on his couch eating the last of the ramen noodles and smelling of moth balls and mold,,as he looks at Mitch he exclaims,,,"Next time you pack after the Philly con make sure you don't put me in a stinkin box!!!!"
Hey Mitch,, hope your ready for insanity this year! We gonna have ourselves a furry hit mob show up hopefully,,,I'd like an epic number of pics and videos if it is possible,,,with this said come on furries i'll be there for pics with you as your fursonas if you can!
I am BACK and things are just gettin started!!!*Double takes*
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WolfManHal ???? You're FINALLY back! YAY ! *Pounces on WolfManHal*
*lands on the ground with a thud* Hi BEW missed you,,and yes i am back to put paw prints all over your Beatles records again,,hehehe and love the work you have been putting up! I is back hopefully the walls will hold up this time! *starts whistling the tune from Peter and the Wolf*
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RealDealBubba wrote:
Hal! Good to see ya back and yes I got the message. Long days and crazy nights. but as far as Philly goes..yeah, i'kll be there for sure! Get yer suit in shape cause this year, yer gonna need it! I have a gig for you parking cars and pre-selling Bubba issues at the Reading Market. Just tell people that you're an Amish werewolf working your way home after "wilding" and we'll get your bail money set asusual. LOL! Talk to ya soon!
And Fuzz ....thanks for the Steve Miller fix...I needed that!
The insanity will never stop with us will it! I can't wait brother Mitch, it should be a blast!
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YAY!
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WolfmanHal wrote:
BlueEyesWolf wrote:
*Double takes*
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WolfManHal ???? You're FINALLY back! YAY ! *Pounces on WolfManHal*
*lands on the ground with a thud* Hi BEW missed you,,and yes i am back to put paw prints all over your Beatles records again,,hehehe and love the work you have been putting up! I is back hopefully the walls will hold up this time! *starts whistling the tune from Peter and the Wolf*
Actually, Beatles CDs.... oohhh, you're whistling the Wolf Theme ! *Gets chills*
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BlueEyesWolf wrote:
WolfmanHal wrote:
BlueEyesWolf wrote:
*Double takes*
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WolfManHal ???? You're FINALLY back! YAY ! *Pounces on WolfManHal*
*lands on the ground with a thud* Hi BEW missed you,,and yes i am back to put paw prints all over your Beatles records again,,hehehe and love the work you have been putting up! I is back hopefully the walls will hold up this time! *starts whistling the tune from Peter and the Wolf*
Actually, Beatles CDs.... oohhh, you're whistling the Wolf Theme ! *Gets chills*
CD's,,,i thought you were still stuck on records,,,lol j/k,,,and yep yhat is my fav Disney tune funny though not many seem to know it,,,
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WolfmanHal wrote:
BlueEyesWolf wrote:
WolfmanHal wrote:
*lands on the ground with a thud* Hi BEW missed you,,and yes i am back to put paw prints all over your Beatles records again,,hehehe and love the work you have been putting up! I is back hopefully the walls will hold up this time! *starts whistling the tune from Peter and the Wolf*Actually, Beatles CDs.... oohhh, you're whistling the Wolf Theme ! *Gets chills*
CD's,,,i thought you were still stuck on records,,,lol j/k,,,and yep yhat is my fav Disney tune funny though not many seem to know it,,,
Cool ! I like it too.
Fuzzball wrote:
Wasn't it written by Tchaicowsky?
No, Sergei Prokofiev wrote it in 1936 and Disney made an animated Peter and the Wolf section as part of Make Mine Music in 1946.
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BlueEyesWolf wrote:
WolfmanHal wrote:
BlueEyesWolf wrote:
Actually, Beatles CDs.... oohhh, you're whistling the Wolf Theme ! *Gets chills*CD's,,,i thought you were still stuck on records,,,lol j/k,,,and yep yhat is my fav Disney tune funny though not many seem to know it,,,
Cool !
I like it too.
Me three!
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I love it when this forum...dedicated to a blue collar werewolf...shows that blue collar or down to Earth does not mean ignorance is the order of the day. Thanks guys...you make this always a great reminder of how cool and how much fun it is to truly communicate with one another.
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I've been unavoidably detained lately. "He was padding through the forest, the crisp fall leaves snapping and popping under his weight. He looked up. The moon, bright and silvery, coated everything in chrome. Then that wonderful smell; musky with the promise of the hunt. His head pivoted slowly. His ears pricked forward listening for the slightest sound. SNAP!! There! A young buck, fifty yards away. The wind shifted and the buck tensed; waves of fear flowing from it hit him like a wall, his saliva involuntarily pouring out of his slightly open mouth. The buck heard the first heavy drops hit the leaf litter and it was off. There was no conscious decision to chase the deer. Before he realized it he was galloping full speed through the trees, leaping over obstacles, his eyes always on the buck. The brush got heavier; that slowed the deer and allowed him to cover ground. At one point the buck looked back and the fear in its wide white eyes made him smile. Then closer and closer, until he made one more graceful leap; claws and fangs bared. He opened his eyes. It took a moment to recognize the ceiling fan, turning slowly over his bed. His muscles tensed and untensed. The chase, with all its smells and sensations, seemed so real. His bare hairy chest was soaked. Was it sweat, was it saliva, or was it something else? He slowly turned his head afraid of what he might see there. Bobbie-Jo, looking as angelic as she could, breathed lightly in her sleep, unaware of the chase that had happened right beside her. Bubba closed his eyes and sighed deeply. The dreams were back; more vivid than ever before. The only problem was he didn't know how to stop them."
Hope to see you soon Mitch.
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Ooooooooh cool!
But...and I don't like to be a nitpicker...Bubba and Bobbi didn't hook up until after he became a werewolf.
RealDealBubba wrote:
blue collar or down to Earth does not mean ignorance is the order of the day.
Yessir.
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Well, Bobbi-Jo was aware of Bubba when he was still a human dogcatcher but ignored him until he was turned into the werewolf that we all know today, then Bobbi-Jo fell in love with him. She liked him better bigger and hairier.
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This event occurs in the present. Bubba is a werewolf, but because he has succeeded in suppressing his feral instincts most of the time, these dreams may represent a slipping of that control over his lupine reactions. This is what concerns Bubba. That in his subconscious; the human and wolf are still battling, and he may do some thing he will forever regret. Thanks for the positive response and I agree. Self confidence is a heady aphrodisiac. LLG
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Fuzzball wrote:
I think the clincher was self-respect (stumpy Bubba had none).
Stumpy?
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As I recall, in human form he looks a bit like Wolverine (who is 5'3" and about 200 pounds of muscle). Also, during the B-movie issue Bob (or was it Booger?) described his legs in human form as "too short to reach the ground."
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I think it was Bob who said that.
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Ah, I see.
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They've let me out again. . . He heard the trailer's screen door screech open. "Bubba!!" Bobbi-Jo was standing on the stair's landing holding a pile of bed clothes. "These are soaked! Did you have another accident last night? I told you not to drink right before you go to bed!" she said scolding. He turned from washing his truck to face her. "I'm sorry honey. It was just some sort of hot flash or somethin'. I woke up in a sweat this morning." She cocked her head to one side and narrowed her eyes; a sign she was trying to size him up. "Bubba Blanche, you drop that hose and come in here right this minute", she commanded. When he got inside she sat him down in his favorite recliner and sat in his lap; her arms around his neck. "Take off that hat", she said reaching for the ever present ball cap. He gave a half-hearted attempt to stop her. "Just as I thought. Bubba Blanche your brow has those three furrowed lines in it and the tip of your right ear is droopin'. That is a sure sign that there is somethin' on your mind; what's troublin' you darlin'?" she asked. Bubba looked her in the eye and then looked away. "Bobbi-Jo I've been havin' some bad dreams lately. I'm tired; that's all", he said with resignation in his voice. She lightly touched his muzzle and turned him to look at her. "Bad dreams? Like your truck got stolen or Jimmy Carter was President again?" she probed for a grin. Bubba looked her in the eye; "No. I dream I'm a wolf hunting in the forest. All the smells all the sensations of being a wolf are there and they're real; but there's nothing human in it. I'm not there!", he said as a single tear skirted down his furry face. Bobbi-Jo caught it on her finger. "Bubba, I can tell your scared, but, it's just a dream. I know you would never do anything to hurt me or any of your friends", she smiled reassuringly. He let out a sigh that lifted her with his expanding chest. "Bobbi-Jo its so real. I can taste the blood; and I like it." She looked down staring at the pocket of his overalls for a few seconds. Then she looked up and held his face in both hands. "Maybe it's time you talked to a professional about this. A psychologist or someone. I'll do anything I can to help you. I don't want to see this eat you up", she said tenderly and laid her head on his chest. They sat there like that for the better part of an hour without saying another word.
All werewolves endure the dichotomy of being human and animal. Larry Talbot fought it. The Werewolves in The Howling embraced it. But how much more difficult would it be if you were essentially human, always looked like a wolf, and were seen as a hero as well? Yes Mitch, much closer now.
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This is really getting exceptionally interesting! I 'm waiting to see where this goes for sure. Now, Bobbi-Jo WAS aware that Bubba existed. It's juts that he was such a "loser" in her eyes that she didn't want to date him...BUT! She had instincts that he had something great in him. It took the "turning" foe Bubba Blanche to get to his "core" personality and get a sense of security within himself to relax and be who he really is.
Yeah, a lot of people don't discover their talents and strengths until a situation or another individual of whom inspires or challenges us, gives us the introspect to bring our true selves to the surface. and Lycanhtropy is actually that in a lot of ways. Great job Loup...and I'm proud to see the rest of you chimimg in so incredibly insightful
Okay, please continue...Discuss...
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So it took the "wolf" in Bubba to bring out the real him. Interesting !
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Sometimes we need a little help to reach our full potential.
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Good thing the staff had a big party yesterday, they are all still sleeping it off. I should have a few minutes at least.
"Mr Blanche, please come in. I'm Dr Alan Adler; it's a pleasure to meet you," he said. Bubba looked down at the Doctor; he seemed to be a friendly man in his sixties, his office was filled with bookshelves and papers, but, they were all neat. Bubba started, "I'm aweful sorry about that commotion in the waiting room." Dr. Adler cut him off; "There can't be too many seven foot werewolves walking around, let alone sitting in a psychologist's office waiting room. Do you get this reaction all the time?" "Back in Cracker County most folks know me and its not so bad, but, everywhere else I get stared at or people just run away screamin'. I've gotten used to it over the years," Bubba said taking off his ball cap. He looked around for a couch but there wasn't one. Dr Adler smiled. "There is no couch Mr. Blanche, although I can have one brought in if you want one. The whole idea is to make you as comfortable as possible. I usually sit in that chair, but, we can sit on the floor if you'd like and may I call you Bubba?" Bubba selected a deep leather recliner, "Sure Doc, that would be okay," he said with a sigh as he cranked the recliner back. "Please call me Allan, we are going to get to know each other pretty well during this process," he said as he drew his chair closer to the recliner.
" Getting back to people's reaction to your appearance; how does it make you feel?" the doctor explored. Bubba looked up at the ceiling and thought for a moment. "Alan, that depends on who it is. I used to be real friendly with all the kids in town. They'd wave and yell to me whenever they saw me. then right after the incident I could see they were afraid of me. That made me sad."
"Why were you sad Bubba?" he asked as he wrote something onto his legal pad.
"Well I had changed, you know physically. I was bigger and stronger. I felt like I could whip the world, but, I still liked the kids and all the other folks who were my friends. I figured why they reacted that way and I really couldn't say I blamed them, but, the way I felt hadn't changed. My friends were as surprised as I was about what happened, but, they went on treatin' me just like they did before. I guess what made me sad is that the kids wouldn't give me a chance to prove I was still the same," he said with a downward glance. Dr Adler looked at him for a moment. "Bubba almost everyone reacts to others visually. The way a person looks or dresses is our first clue to their identities; unfortunately many people don't go beyond that initial step. They decide on that limited amount of information who a person is, what they like, what they are capable of. It's unfortunate, but it has become part of human nature. Those people either learn to supress that instict or contiinue on their way. The ones that don't change usually miss out on experiencing some really great people. They should be pitied."
Bubba thought for awhile and then asked, "Allan, I know I can't help look the way I look and I can't help the way people react to me, but, lately I'm not sure if I know who I am. It's like Bubba Blanche is slowly being swallowed up by Bubba the Werewolf."
Dr. Adler put his pad down and looked into Bubba's eyes; he asked, "Is it a matter of your personality, your self, being destroyed or is it a lack of control on parts of your personality?"
Well theres a couple of things to think about. back to the "pleasures" of shock therapy. the wards getting busier, I gotta go.
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Okay...I think Bubba's about to have an epiphanic moment here. Wow. I'm not sure ...but methinks someone has a future in forensic psych...and it ain't me. I took it as a minor in college and that's what I went for the English degeree witha minor in basket weaving...but please continue...how does this story make YOU feel...
Also...dude...I think you're freaking out the masses.
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