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🔷️Roaring Concert
Contradictory <-Noise-> Results
✒️Story🔹️♂️V1
✒️Style🔹️Magic Music
•Unwilling (Focused Character)
•Unaware (All Else)
•Painless
•Brown Lion
•Clothed
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The band TWEWY was famous for its mixed beats, sometimes rock, other times pop, hip hop, electronica and even rap. So many fans would flock to their concerts in hopes of hearing their favorite songs or being a convert to a new one of a different genre.
After many years of topping the charts, they suddenly disappeared.
Fans the world over tried to locate them, but it was like they fell into a blackhole. There was nothing on what had happened to them or where they disappeared to.
Fans despaired over their loss.
But, after 2 years went by, TWEWY resurfaced! Not only this, but they were going to hold a concert! A free concert! Fans far & wide rush to the grounds...
A group of friends who live in town of the concert gather together to share the news! The 5 of them are eager to go while a tag-a-long friend doesn't want to go. He was never a fan of TWEWY so he wants to sit it out.
But he is part of the gang, he has to come, he can't afford to let this opportunity pass him by! Not taking his refusals they drag him along to the concert.
At the concert, they move to the middle of the mass of people as everyone waits to see the band. When they finally take the stage the throng explodes with excitement as the band members take it all in! Though they never say anything.
Our lead, he isn't doing good with the noise or being bumped about & wishes to go home. The band gets ready, & preforms their top fan favorites to a 99% happy crowd. He just looks for a way out, but with how packed the crowd is he is lucky to have the space he has.
The band went from 1 song.
🎵Sirens are blaring, the doors are closing. This is the last call! Hop on, let's go! 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 the countdown is close! This is the last call! Hop on, let's go!🎵
To the next.
🎵We've gathered all we need today, hold my hand, we'll go this way! Don't let your head get to your heart!🎵
With little hesitation.
🎵I know you want me dead but I'm stronger now, so what you gonna do now? Get your guns and ammo, grenades and auto, prepare for a fight and bow. With my sword and my shield, I'm ready to reveal, right in the battlefield, in the center I'll be here, keep one's eyes peeled🎵
As dusk approach, so when they stopped & began to look at each other with this peculiar look, every fan there is thinking a brand new song is coming their way!
The band's lead singer.
[A tan-skinned young man with gray-brown hair, amber eyes.
Wearing in a black short-sleeved coat with an undone belt, ripped gray jeans, black platform boots, black & gray cap with 2 silver buttons on the front, a red bandana under the cap, silver necklace with a Lion skull pendant, 3 bracelets on his right wrist.
And lastly, what resembles brown fur & claws on his left hand & lower arm. He even has markings that gives off the look of whiskers.]
He steps towards the crowd & smiles *Down* at them...He raises his left hand up, the microphone nears his mouth, the band is still, and...
🎵"Open up your eyes! Transformation, transformation!"🎵 Upon the singer's 1st words the wayward Leonid snaps to attention, focusing on the singer as he repeated "Transformation", & then the band kicks into action, drums & guitar, then the whole group preforms. The crowd, who was murmuring just moments ago now jumps up & down, waving an arm in the air, already enthralled by the opening beat.
Leonid takes a quick look around. He turned to look at the crowd, the song hadn't really begun & yet they are already in love with it. Sure it had a good beat, but shouldn't they wait to hear it 1st instead of presuming it'll be good. Leonid puts his hands in his pockets, his 6 wrist bands jingle together as he looks back to the singer just as he starts up again.
The song gets going & the crowd only gets rowdier, so much so that Leonid is bumped on his right arm. Leonid puts his arms up to try & stay standing. He looks at the bumper, shakes his head with his eyes closed, & looks again! There's brown fur on most of outer side of their arm!
Leonid is in shock, but his eyes catches a glimpse of something, Leonid looks around to see if he'll-! There is brown fur growing in random locations on the concert goers exposed skin! He turns to his friends to see fur growing on them too!
Leonid looks around quickly, no one, not a single person seems to care or at least noticed the fur on the person in front of them, but why? Smiling, shouting, whooping cheering fans presenting their teeth, some are displaying fangs! Few with a full maw of fangs while others insight very as to how many have become fangs.
Leonid begins to look franticly for a gap big enough for him to squeeze through, but all he can see is the fur growing on people, fangs being flashed at him-! And now claws!? Being bit was his original concern, now he fears being clawed by someone!
The Singer pauses & the Guitarist strikes a sharp note, causing Leonid to face forward instantly as a charge is sent through him, he straightens up standing on his toes & has a shocked/prickly expression as brown fur grows on the backs of his: legs, body, arms, neck. The thickly grown fur stands up on end as it all happened at once & he lowers back down afterwards.
He takes a beat then looks at his arms in shock! He twists his left leg to see his exposed shins while rubbing his neck. He scrunches up some as he places his hands on his head. He lets out a yell, but his shouts cannot be heard over the music & cheering.
As Leonid trys to wish this away, shut it out & deny what's going on, various people around him are growing whiskers as the ears of some alter into ears of an feline. The altered ears can & do turn towards the stage to soak in even more of the song. While this is happening, odd sounds are coming from the ground, from shoes.
Leonid looks to his left & watches the shoes of one of his friends swell then burst open upon hitting the ground! 4 thick toes with deadly black claws came bursting out, a big paw covered in fur! The sounds of shoes bursting open happens all around him as others burst out the front & the back, or from the middle with laces snapping. They're all back paws in shape, but not all are clawed or covered in fur. Leonid is shuffling about, being antsy, till he suddenly stops & stairs down at his shoes.
A flapping sound pulls him away, he looks behind him to see a woman's top, flapping about empty, as she jumps up & down. On her exposed belly more teats can be seen. He turns back forwards his eyes rest upon a tail weaving its way out of the shorts in front of him, its end has a tuff of black fur with a only a little brown fur by the end.
Glimpsing hesitantly through his arms he sees faces bulging. Verious cheering fans shout out & with the shout jaws move, noses alter, lips o&r noses blacken. The verying degree of change range from a full muzzle, just the nose, to color change. Leonid closes his eyes as he closes his arms around his face more, bringing the fur on them closer to his face where he can get a good look of it. He recloses his eyes, tightly, & grits his teeth! He wants to shut it all away very badly!
🎵"Now! Open your eyes, the pieces are all over!"🎵 Leonid snaps to looking at the Singer when ordered to! He seems to be looking right at Leonid.
🎵"Now! You should except this; it is, over!"🎵 Leonid's jaw trembles as the Singer spoke, his lips motion for a single word: "no".
🎵"You! Keep your eyes on this corruption!"🎵 Leonid seems compelled to listen to the Singer, he lowers his arms. Leonid looks around:
More brown fur grows, turning hair into black fur flailing about long to short depending on the individuals.
Fangs form in shouts, fangs form from slamming teeth together into a smile.
Tails whip about as they grow longer, swinging to the beat.
Claws come out into clenched fists beating the air, coming out of "devilhorns" rockin' out!!
🎵"Come on! Yes! You should watch this transformation!"🎵
Leonid returns his gaze to the Singer who seems to focusing on no one else but him.
The Singer falls silent as the band rocks on. Leonid's arms droop down to chest level. The singer smiles big while pushing up his hat, staring down wide eyed at the outsider Leonid. The thrall of concert goers, Leonid's friends, just continue to bound about as the band plays on.
Their incessant jumping about is forcing those with pawed feet out more, some are jumping on their shoes they jumped out of. While others shoes are just now erupting or have yet to burst. Tails continue to flick about as their oblivious owners cheer on, flashing full mouths of fangs or few fang turned teeth. The crowd is a mix of a few fully changed into something feline, then the rare few bearly more changed than Leonid (yet are just as enthralled as the others), and those vering in amounts betwixt & between.
Leonid's attention is drawn to a tingling in his finger tips, nails disappear as black claws come out, gently, but tingly.
As the Singer starts up again Leonid just can't believe what he's seeing, why is it even happening? And How is it even happening? If he could actually get away, would it even stop? Could he possibly stop the noise? Stop the composer of this transformation?
Leonid feels something that makes him jerk a bit, he looks down to his shoes, he can feel his big toes shrinking & moving while being pressed against the side of his shoes, his other toes are also moving & swelling as 4 points press alongside his toes against the steel toe of his shoes. His shoes are swelling under the pressure.
Leonid leans forward- knees bend & heels rise, as he is hit by a new feeling in the seat of his pants! A flowing sensation down his spine grows out there, he can only guess it is his spine stretching out into a tail now growing in length.
The Singer pauses along with the band cept the Guitarist who strikes a note 3 times, the strikes causes Leonid's ears- left then right, to change then turn to face the stage! His silver stub in his left lobe relocated & remained in his feline ear.
He reaches up to rub his furless ears, both his ears & claws rub against his hat propped up by his spiked forward hair. The sound of his claws against his hat is unsettling to him, but the feeling of his tail snaking its way out further & now down his left pant leg, as well of the feeling of his feet swelling in his sturdy shoes is more unpleasant and painful. Fur is now spreading out, but it is only moving to "V" his wrists & ankles as the fur aims to cover his hands & feet 1st, which only a li'l amount of fur has grown there upon.
The cacophony of cheers are a jumbled mess of noise, yet through it Leonid hears an all too familiar voice shouting out cheers, then roars! Leonid looks to his left to see his best friend is bearly recognizable, any of their group is, except for him that is. So many have fully changed into some up right feline creature, while the rest are further along than him.
He barely makes out another friend, yet another girl wearing a small top a band member wears, her chest slowly flattens out as he watches. She turns in gis direction as she faces another friend, teats form as they are swallowed up by fur.
🎵"I've got to get out of this frame before i'm tamed. [Is this what you're searching for?]"🎵 Leonid side glances to the stage, internally he agrees with this line of the song, he must escape! Before it's too late. But at the same time, the lyric under the main one, is he wanting this? Is it why he hasn't even tried to run?
🎵"[Are you scared to know the truth?]"🎵 The back up singer's lyrics continue to get to him as he turns, stumbling as he faces away slowly. His laces can't hold on any longer & snap! His feet now reformed into back paws come flinging out! Heels rising up, shoes plopping down, knees buckling, Leonid almost goes down but catches himself. Is he scared, scared to know if this is what he wants, just like the others?
🎵"Now! Open your eyes put yourself together!"🎵 Leonid's ears rotate, facing the best they can towards the song. As if the Singer was talking directly to him, ordering him to gather himself, Leonid takes stock of what's happening to him, what he & everyone else is becoming.
🎵"Now! You should except this; it is, over!"🎵 Leonid slowly turns back to stage, losing his will to fight it. He steps out of- onto- off of his shoes as he turned around. He observes the others as he turned to face the Singer. The woman from before has undone her top and it flails about showing her front fully covered in fur!
🎵"You! Keep your eyes on this confusion! [Is this what you're searching for? Are you scared to know for sure?]"🎵 Leonid, scared & confused, is compelled to watch, as if he was held by the sides of his face. He questions, is this, truly is what he wants? Where did his fight go? Why was he fighting it?
🎵"Come on! Yes! You should watch this transformation! [Is this what you're searching for? Are you scared to know for sure?]"🎵 The shape of the muzzle form, the tuff of fur at the end of their tails, even his own he can feel against his leg. Lions, they're becoming Lions! The verious imagery of a winged red & blue Lion on his clothing flashes in his mind. His hat, shirt's collar, the 6 wings wrist bands, to the sides of his shoes.
🎵"Open up your eyes! [Open up your eyes!] Transformation [Transformation!], transformation!"🎵 His dear friends, complete strangers, all alike are nearing fully being transformed into up right Lions. Their bodys only seem to have gotten a little bigger, they're not overly muscular, they remain roughly the same but a size bigger. Their tails writhe within clothing or wave about half free. Joyous Lion mugs rockin' rockin' tonight!
🎵"Now! Open your eyes the pieces are all over!"🎵 Black pads form on Leonids palms at the base of his fingers as they form on the prints of his digits. His fingers shift, lining up pointer with pinky, middle with ring, and they become equal in length to their partner finger as his digits swell just enough for there to be a difference.
🎵"Now! You should except this; it is, over!"🎵 Fur crawls over his hands & pawed feet as the V closes up like a zipper to his elbows & knees. Gray fur grows in few places; ankles, a small stretch front of leg to knees & back of arm to elbows, mid spine up to his hair. Gray fur grows on his wrists, his 6 chained bands with a single wing each get entangled in it.
🎵"Now! Open your eyes put yourself together! [How could i ever be so credulous without a doubt. I kept on walking until today i saw this sprout]"🎵 With his tail getting increasingly longer & uncomfortable in his clothes, Leonid reaches back & tears a hole open in his pants & boxers and his fully furred tail is pulled out, it grows full length with a gray tuff of fur at its base & at its end. It waves about jingling the chain attached to the center of his pants in back & belt in front, it sits over right leg.
🎵"You! Keep your eyes on this corruption! [Between the black dirt, it stood with all its strength, but you smashed it up, never revealing its depth]"🎵 Leonid's body begins to tingle all over causing him to stretch upwards & put his heas back with his mouth open and eyes closed. He rose his arms up & with them bent in, his hands curling in and digits spaced out & curled tightly as well. His body is swelling within his loose t-shirt & rolled up jeans, though he doesn't get all too much bigger. Brown fur covers the remainder of his limbs & now the front of his body moving up to his head where it circles his face. Gray fur grows around his groin up to his belly, on his chest & on his jugular. His brunette hair becomes gray fur. He grows secondary fur that's gray while all else grew black.
🎵"You! Keep your eyes on this confusion! [Fragments of those memorys are scratching my nerves. I am hearing their voice in the deepest reverb]"🎵 His nose starts turning black as it bulbs up & pushes out becoming a Lions snout quickly as his teeth sharpen, color changes from white to grayish as they become fangs. His face stretches out as his head compresses some moving his ears up the sides of his head, his jaws sync up with his snout which fully blacken alongside reforms & together with his skull structure change give off more of the Lion shape head yet still having some bulk to it. Brown fur swollows his face with a small strip of gray fur just before his eyes down the top of his muzzle. Fully changed, he relaxes, lowering down to a comfortable stance, his mouth loosens up, eyes crack open. His baby blue irises now red.
🎵"Come on! Yes! You should watch this transformation!"🎵 The Singer falls silent & the band closes them out. Once the Singer stopped he fully transformed instantly into the same Lion being the crowd has, yet, has gray fur instead of black. Once the band finishes their performance they too transform, they have black fur. The Singer becomes clad in armor of white mixed gray, red mixed dark red, this armor appeared as if they were composed of static & white noise. He lets out a roar! The human crowd now a pride of Lions join in & roar as well, the band waited for the crowd to join before roaring themselfs. They struck a loud note with the volume raised to mask the roars of all but 1...
Just standing there, Leonid stares at the Singer, wide eyed, muzzle a jar.
Leonid smiles.
The Singer grinds his fangs into a wicked smile! Leonid, with a crazed look in his eyes roars viciously then jumps towards the stage as the Singer launches at him!
They fly right for each other!
The Crazed Lion VS The Composer
FIGHT!...
Link: Short Story with whole song to it
🔷️Roaring Concert
Contradictory <-Noise-> Results
✒️Story🔹️♂️V1
✒️Style🔹️Magic Music
•Unwilling (Focused Character)
•Unaware (All Else)
•Painless
•Brown Lion
•Clothed
🔵
The band TWEWY was famous for its mixed beats, sometimes rock, other times pop, hip hop, electronica and even rap. So many fans would flock to their concerts in hopes of hearing their favorite songs or being a convert to a new one of a different genre.
After many years of topping the charts, they suddenly disappeared.
Fans the world over tried to locate them, but it was like they fell into a blackhole. There was nothing on what had happened to them or where they disappeared to.
Fans despaired over their loss.
But, after 2 years went by, TWEWY resurfaced! Not only this, but they were going to hold a concert! A free concert! Fans far & wide rush to the grounds...
A group of friends who live in town of the concert gather together to share the news! The 5 of them are eager to go while a tag-a-long friend doesn't want to go. He was never a fan of TWEWY so he wants to sit it out.
But he is part of the gang, he has to come, he can't afford to let this opportunity pass him by! Not taking his refusals they drag him along to the concert.
At the concert, they move to the middle of the mass of people as everyone waits to see the band. When they finally take the stage the throng explodes with excitement as the band members take it all in! Though they never say anything.
Our lead, he isn't doing good with the noise or being bumped about & wishes to go home. The band gets ready, & preforms their top fan favorites to a 99% happy crowd. He just looks for a way out, but with how packed the crowd is he is lucky to have the space he has.
The band went from 1 song.
🎵Sirens are blaring, the doors are closing. This is the last call! Hop on, let's go! 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 the countdown is close! This is the last call! Hop on, let's go!🎵
To the next.
🎵We've gathered all we need today, hold my hand, we'll go this way! Don't let your head get to your heart!🎵
With little hesitation.
🎵I know you want me dead but I'm stronger now, so what you gonna do now? Get your guns and ammo, grenades and auto, prepare for a fight and bow. With my sword and my shield, I'm ready to reveal, right in the battlefield, in the center I'll be here, keep one's eyes peeled🎵
As dusk approach, so when they stopped & began to look at each other with this peculiar look, every fan there is thinking a brand new song is coming their way!
The band's lead singer.
[A tan-skinned young man with gray-brown hair, amber eyes.
Wearing in a black short-sleeved coat with an undone belt, ripped gray jeans, black platform boots, black & gray cap with 2 silver buttons on the front, a red bandana under the cap, silver necklace with a Lion skull pendant, 3 bracelets on his right wrist.
And lastly, what resembles brown fur & claws on his left hand & lower arm. He even has markings that gives off the look of whiskers.]
He steps towards the crowd & smiles *Down* at them...He raises his left hand up, the microphone nears his mouth, the band is still, and...
🎵"Open up your eyes! Transformation, transformation!"🎵 Upon the singer's 1st words the wayward Leonid snaps to attention, focusing on the singer as he repeated "Transformation", & then the band kicks into action, drums & guitar, then the whole group preforms. The crowd, who was murmuring just moments ago now jumps up & down, waving an arm in the air, already enthralled by the opening beat.
Leonid takes a quick look around. He turned to look at the crowd, the song hadn't really begun & yet they are already in love with it. Sure it had a good beat, but shouldn't they wait to hear it 1st instead of presuming it'll be good. Leonid puts his hands in his pockets, his 6 wrist bands jingle together as he looks back to the singer just as he starts up again.
The song gets going & the crowd only gets rowdier, so much so that Leonid is bumped on his right arm. Leonid puts his arms up to try & stay standing. He looks at the bumper, shakes his head with his eyes closed, & looks again! There's brown fur on most of outer side of their arm!
Leonid is in shock, but his eyes catches a glimpse of something, Leonid looks around to see if he'll-! There is brown fur growing in random locations on the concert goers exposed skin! He turns to his friends to see fur growing on them too!
Leonid looks around quickly, no one, not a single person seems to care or at least noticed the fur on the person in front of them, but why? Smiling, shouting, whooping cheering fans presenting their teeth, some are displaying fangs! Few with a full maw of fangs while others insight very as to how many have become fangs.
Leonid begins to look franticly for a gap big enough for him to squeeze through, but all he can see is the fur growing on people, fangs being flashed at him-! And now claws!? Being bit was his original concern, now he fears being clawed by someone!
The Singer pauses & the Guitarist strikes a sharp note, causing Leonid to face forward instantly as a charge is sent through him, he straightens up standing on his toes & has a shocked/prickly expression as brown fur grows on the backs of his: legs, body, arms, neck. The thickly grown fur stands up on end as it all happened at once & he lowers back down afterwards.
He takes a beat then looks at his arms in shock! He twists his left leg to see his exposed shins while rubbing his neck. He scrunches up some as he places his hands on his head. He lets out a yell, but his shouts cannot be heard over the music & cheering.
As Leonid trys to wish this away, shut it out & deny what's going on, various people around him are growing whiskers as the ears of some alter into ears of an feline. The altered ears can & do turn towards the stage to soak in even more of the song. While this is happening, odd sounds are coming from the ground, from shoes.
Leonid looks to his left & watches the shoes of one of his friends swell then burst open upon hitting the ground! 4 thick toes with deadly black claws came bursting out, a big paw covered in fur! The sounds of shoes bursting open happens all around him as others burst out the front & the back, or from the middle with laces snapping. They're all back paws in shape, but not all are clawed or covered in fur. Leonid is shuffling about, being antsy, till he suddenly stops & stairs down at his shoes.
A flapping sound pulls him away, he looks behind him to see a woman's top, flapping about empty, as she jumps up & down. On her exposed belly more teats can be seen. He turns back forwards his eyes rest upon a tail weaving its way out of the shorts in front of him, its end has a tuff of black fur with a only a little brown fur by the end.
Glimpsing hesitantly through his arms he sees faces bulging. Verious cheering fans shout out & with the shout jaws move, noses alter, lips o&r noses blacken. The verying degree of change range from a full muzzle, just the nose, to color change. Leonid closes his eyes as he closes his arms around his face more, bringing the fur on them closer to his face where he can get a good look of it. He recloses his eyes, tightly, & grits his teeth! He wants to shut it all away very badly!
🎵"Now! Open your eyes, the pieces are all over!"🎵 Leonid snaps to looking at the Singer when ordered to! He seems to be looking right at Leonid.
🎵"Now! You should except this; it is, over!"🎵 Leonid's jaw trembles as the Singer spoke, his lips motion for a single word: "no".
🎵"You! Keep your eyes on this corruption!"🎵 Leonid seems compelled to listen to the Singer, he lowers his arms. Leonid looks around:
More brown fur grows, turning hair into black fur flailing about long to short depending on the individuals.
Fangs form in shouts, fangs form from slamming teeth together into a smile.
Tails whip about as they grow longer, swinging to the beat.
Claws come out into clenched fists beating the air, coming out of "devilhorns" rockin' out!!
🎵"Come on! Yes! You should watch this transformation!"🎵
Leonid returns his gaze to the Singer who seems to focusing on no one else but him.
The Singer falls silent as the band rocks on. Leonid's arms droop down to chest level. The singer smiles big while pushing up his hat, staring down wide eyed at the outsider Leonid. The thrall of concert goers, Leonid's friends, just continue to bound about as the band plays on.
Their incessant jumping about is forcing those with pawed feet out more, some are jumping on their shoes they jumped out of. While others shoes are just now erupting or have yet to burst. Tails continue to flick about as their oblivious owners cheer on, flashing full mouths of fangs or few fang turned teeth. The crowd is a mix of a few fully changed into something feline, then the rare few bearly more changed than Leonid (yet are just as enthralled as the others), and those vering in amounts betwixt & between.
Leonid's attention is drawn to a tingling in his finger tips, nails disappear as black claws come out, gently, but tingly.
As the Singer starts up again Leonid just can't believe what he's seeing, why is it even happening? And How is it even happening? If he could actually get away, would it even stop? Could he possibly stop the noise? Stop the composer of this transformation?
Leonid feels something that makes him jerk a bit, he looks down to his shoes, he can feel his big toes shrinking & moving while being pressed against the side of his shoes, his other toes are also moving & swelling as 4 points press alongside his toes against the steel toe of his shoes. His shoes are swelling under the pressure.
Leonid leans forward- knees bend & heels rise, as he is hit by a new feeling in the seat of his pants! A flowing sensation down his spine grows out there, he can only guess it is his spine stretching out into a tail now growing in length.
The Singer pauses along with the band cept the Guitarist who strikes a note 3 times, the strikes causes Leonid's ears- left then right, to change then turn to face the stage! His silver stub in his left lobe relocated & remained in his feline ear.
He reaches up to rub his furless ears, both his ears & claws rub against his hat propped up by his spiked forward hair. The sound of his claws against his hat is unsettling to him, but the feeling of his tail snaking its way out further & now down his left pant leg, as well of the feeling of his feet swelling in his sturdy shoes is more unpleasant and painful. Fur is now spreading out, but it is only moving to "V" his wrists & ankles as the fur aims to cover his hands & feet 1st, which only a li'l amount of fur has grown there upon.
The cacophony of cheers are a jumbled mess of noise, yet through it Leonid hears an all too familiar voice shouting out cheers, then roars! Leonid looks to his left to see his best friend is bearly recognizable, any of their group is, except for him that is. So many have fully changed into some up right feline creature, while the rest are further along than him.
He barely makes out another friend, yet another girl wearing a small top a band member wears, her chest slowly flattens out as he watches. She turns in gis direction as she faces another friend, teats form as they are swallowed up by fur.
🎵"I've got to get out of this frame before i'm tamed. [Is this what you're searching for?]"🎵 Leonid side glances to the stage, internally he agrees with this line of the song, he must escape! Before it's too late. But at the same time, the lyric under the main one, is he wanting this? Is it why he hasn't even tried to run?
🎵"[Are you scared to know the truth?]"🎵 The back up singer's lyrics continue to get to him as he turns, stumbling as he faces away slowly. His laces can't hold on any longer & snap! His feet now reformed into back paws come flinging out! Heels rising up, shoes plopping down, knees buckling, Leonid almost goes down but catches himself. Is he scared, scared to know if this is what he wants, just like the others?
🎵"Now! Open your eyes put yourself together!"🎵 Leonid's ears rotate, facing the best they can towards the song. As if the Singer was talking directly to him, ordering him to gather himself, Leonid takes stock of what's happening to him, what he & everyone else is becoming.
🎵"Now! You should except this; it is, over!"🎵 Leonid slowly turns back to stage, losing his will to fight it. He steps out of- onto- off of his shoes as he turned around. He observes the others as he turned to face the Singer. The woman from before has undone her top and it flails about showing her front fully covered in fur!
🎵"You! Keep your eyes on this confusion! [Is this what you're searching for? Are you scared to know for sure?]"🎵 Leonid, scared & confused, is compelled to watch, as if he was held by the sides of his face. He questions, is this, truly is what he wants? Where did his fight go? Why was he fighting it?
🎵"Come on! Yes! You should watch this transformation! [Is this what you're searching for? Are you scared to know for sure?]"🎵 The shape of the muzzle form, the tuff of fur at the end of their tails, even his own he can feel against his leg. Lions, they're becoming Lions! The verious imagery of a winged red & blue Lion on his clothing flashes in his mind. His hat, shirt's collar, the 6 wings wrist bands, to the sides of his shoes.
🎵"Open up your eyes! [Open up your eyes!] Transformation [Transformation!], transformation!"🎵 His dear friends, complete strangers, all alike are nearing fully being transformed into up right Lions. Their bodys only seem to have gotten a little bigger, they're not overly muscular, they remain roughly the same but a size bigger. Their tails writhe within clothing or wave about half free. Joyous Lion mugs rockin' rockin' tonight!
🎵"Now! Open your eyes the pieces are all over!"🎵 Black pads form on Leonids palms at the base of his fingers as they form on the prints of his digits. His fingers shift, lining up pointer with pinky, middle with ring, and they become equal in length to their partner finger as his digits swell just enough for there to be a difference.
🎵"Now! You should except this; it is, over!"🎵 Fur crawls over his hands & pawed feet as the V closes up like a zipper to his elbows & knees. Gray fur grows in few places; ankles, a small stretch front of leg to knees & back of arm to elbows, mid spine up to his hair. Gray fur grows on his wrists, his 6 chained bands with a single wing each get entangled in it.
🎵"Now! Open your eyes put yourself together! [How could i ever be so credulous without a doubt. I kept on walking until today i saw this sprout]"🎵 With his tail getting increasingly longer & uncomfortable in his clothes, Leonid reaches back & tears a hole open in his pants & boxers and his fully furred tail is pulled out, it grows full length with a gray tuff of fur at its base & at its end. It waves about jingling the chain attached to the center of his pants in back & belt in front, it sits over right leg.
🎵"You! Keep your eyes on this corruption! [Between the black dirt, it stood with all its strength, but you smashed it up, never revealing its depth]"🎵 Leonid's body begins to tingle all over causing him to stretch upwards & put his heas back with his mouth open and eyes closed. He rose his arms up & with them bent in, his hands curling in and digits spaced out & curled tightly as well. His body is swelling within his loose t-shirt & rolled up jeans, though he doesn't get all too much bigger. Brown fur covers the remainder of his limbs & now the front of his body moving up to his head where it circles his face. Gray fur grows around his groin up to his belly, on his chest & on his jugular. His brunette hair becomes gray fur. He grows secondary fur that's gray while all else grew black.
🎵"You! Keep your eyes on this confusion! [Fragments of those memorys are scratching my nerves. I am hearing their voice in the deepest reverb]"🎵 His nose starts turning black as it bulbs up & pushes out becoming a Lions snout quickly as his teeth sharpen, color changes from white to grayish as they become fangs. His face stretches out as his head compresses some moving his ears up the sides of his head, his jaws sync up with his snout which fully blacken alongside reforms & together with his skull structure change give off more of the Lion shape head yet still having some bulk to it. Brown fur swollows his face with a small strip of gray fur just before his eyes down the top of his muzzle. Fully changed, he relaxes, lowering down to a comfortable stance, his mouth loosens up, eyes crack open. His baby blue irises now red.
🎵"Come on! Yes! You should watch this transformation!"🎵 The Singer falls silent & the band closes them out. Once the Singer stopped he fully transformed instantly into the same Lion being the crowd has, yet, has gray fur instead of black. Once the band finishes their performance they too transform, they have black fur. The Singer becomes clad in armor of white mixed gray, red mixed dark red, this armor appeared as if they were composed of static & white noise. He lets out a roar! The human crowd now a pride of Lions join in & roar as well, the band waited for the crowd to join before roaring themselfs. They struck a loud note with the volume raised to mask the roars of all but 1...
Just standing there, Leonid stares at the Singer, wide eyed, muzzle a jar.
Leonid smiles.
The Singer grinds his fangs into a wicked smile! Leonid, with a crazed look in his eyes roars viciously then jumps towards the stage as the Singer launches at him!
They fly right for each other!
The Crazed Lion VS The Composer
FIGHT!...
Category Story / Transformation
Species Lion
Size 1370 x 1372px
File Size 193.2 kB
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