Good ol' boy livin' down in Bon Temps with my woman, Ver. Werewolf. You can call me DonDon.
Role Play Account.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
This is fuckin’ insane. I can’t remember a damn thing. Not who I am, not anyone, not where I am or where I’m from. I woke up in a strange house with a head full of nothin’ but fear and confusion. Didn’t know my name or how I had gotten there. Then, this woman I ain’t never seen before came walkin’ up and said that she was my lady? And that we lived together and that we loved each other? I don’t know ‘bout her, but it was all news to me. She stormed off and I just sat there in befuddlement. I didn’t know what in the hell was goin’ on! i went outside and got to thinkin’ on the front steps when she came out to talk to me again. She tried to tell me everythin’ I should remember, but none of it was stickin’. It was like I went to flip a switch in my head and the light bulb done burned out.
I knew it was effectin’ her in all the worst ways. Hell, it was effectin’ me, too. I don’t know what happened to me, but I know there’s gotta be somethin’ missin’. I’m a grown man, I’m bound to have a past. Even if it was somethin’ horrible, at least it was somethin’ instead of nothin’. She finally went inside and I decided to try to do a little diggin’. Tryin’ to find somethin’ to jog my brain. So, I got into the truck and fiddled around with some shit. Nothin’ came back. I was frustrated and went to go back inside where I found Ver cleanin’ like mad. I told her I jus’ wanted to go to bed. I wasn’t lyin’. I was all sorts of exhausted from everythin’. She showed me the guest bedroom and told me good night and that she loved me through all her pain. I felt so bad that I couldn’t say it back.
The next night was a mindfuck and a half. I woke up in a sweat, skin crawlin’ and my body achin’, feelin’ all sorts of twitches goin’ on. I fell out of the bed and onto the floor, writhin’ against it. I was screamin’ and yellin’ and ‘fore I knew it, I was a goddamn wolf. A wolf, covered in fur and with paws and a tail. I was howlin’ and whinin’, runnin’ to the door as fast I could but I couldn’t get the fucker open! Another wolf was in the house and came up behind me and I could only assume it was Ver. She was able to get the door open for us and we ran out and about. I had no idea of what to do. There were so many things goin’ on at the same time. I could hear really good, smell really good. It was all so new. I ran around with Ver and pissed on some trees and chased a raccoon. By the end of the night, Ver and I passed out on the ground together.
The next day, when I woke up, I was naked with her. And so was she. I didn’t want to seem like I was starin’ so I covered my eyes, but I guess my body reacted differently. It was embarrassin’. She jus’ shrugged it off like she’d seen it before. Probably had. We went inside and talked a little while she explained what happened and what I am, I guess. A werewolf. She made me dinner and it tasted so damn good. After a shower, I watched her dance in her studio. She was amazin’. I had never seen anythin’ so beautiful that I could remember. She told me that she was gon’ help me do whatever it takes to get my memories back. I’m glad she is. She feels comfortable. She feels right. Don’t know what it is ‘bout her, but I like it. I can’t help thinkin’ that I’ll never get my memories back, but at least I have some new ones, even if there ain’t a whole lot of ‘em. The night ended with us partin’ and me sittin’ up to try to remember shit. It didn’t work.
I don’t know how much more of this I can take…