This story uses the same motives and themes as
'The Were-Walken' and its sequel...which of course uses the whole
Christopher Walken TF story concept and the idea of being hypnotized and
turned into Walken at night. The hypnosis scene was one that was
heavily researched by looking at hypnosis videos on Youtube and this
story is based on the Imagine Your Icon posts.
you ever looked at those imagine your icon posts on Tumblr and reposted
those and wondered if your icon is alive and trying to speak to you?
Nathan has. And his icon is one that always seems to be alive and
moving even when he's gone from the computer. His icon has a life of
its own and has a mind of its own as well. His icon was a Christopher
Walken icon, one of Walken in the 1995 vampire film The Addiction to be
exact - and it was most active at night. Sometimes this Walkeny icon
would try to escape from his virtual prison and try to take control of
Nathan in his dreams.
This would result in him having dreams
of being hypnotized and or turned by said Walken icon, slowly but
surely losing himself to the icon and being turned into him - as much as
he tried to resist this, the icon's hypnotic powers always outpowered
him and eventually he felt the only thing to do would be to give in.
Because in a way, he always wanted this...he always wanted to
One night Nathan was on his computer, once again
on Tumblr checking the imagine your icon page - and there was one on
another imagineyour page that intrigued him - he clicked on it and
thought to himself. He clicked on it and read it carefully before
replying to it.
"Imagine turning into your icon? Okay...that
sounds interesting. I've always dreamed of being Walken...and i've
always wondered what it feels like to be him. I've written countless
stories about it...and yet...i've never turned completely into him yet."
posted his reply before answering other people's comments and questions
and looking up the IgotthavemoreChristopherWalken blog, a few hours
later he decided to post several Walken related photos on his Facebook
page before shutting down his computer and heading to bed. As he
slipped on his pajamas and nightshorts, he picked his favorite plush
toy horse up and cuddled him as he made his way towards the bedroom.
he got in the bedroom, he turned on his music player and put his MLP
plushes in a neat little row as he put his two plush toy horses near the
right side of his pillow as he laid himself down to sleep, gently
drifting off. However, while he was sleeping soundly asleep in his bed
- that was when something eerie commenced from within the computer
His computer mysteriously turned itself back on again as
eerie black smoke emitted from the screen, but that wasn't all - the
Christopher Walken icon he had on his Tumblr account started tapping at
the screen and slowly but surely...he began to escape from the virtual
prison and out of the screen. Once he escaped, the Walken icon
surveyed his new surroundings, hissing slightly and sniffing the air.
then turned into mist and slithered his way through the airvents into
Nathan's bedroom, of course once he got to into the bedroom - he saw
Nathan sleeping peacefully, that was when he decided to make his move -
he morphed back into his Walkeny form and perched on the stand that
was near the chair with the cardigan hanging on it.
sleeep...sleeep, soon...all your human troubles will be over, and
your dreams of Walkenity will come true. Rest, and let my Walkeny
powers control your mind...filling that precious brain of yours with
such blissful Walken-like thoughts...let your dreams guide you to me,
it won't be long until you join me and the others.."
He used his
supernatural powers to send hypnotic suggestions into Nathan's mind, in
the process giving him those Walken filled dreams he had been having
for the past several nights, in the dreams he was constantly looking
for Walken and he heard his voice calling to him on a regular basis and
each time it happened, it would entice him even more and beckon him to
the side of Walken himself.
And there would be more than one
Walken out there as well, there would be several of them - all of
them looking and sounding like Walken himself, and all of them lived to
obey their beloved master and spread their Walkeninity to others by
enticing them with their hypnotic powers and then infecting them with
their bite...turning them into Walkens themselves. As he dreamed,
Nathan could see them - they were everywhere, all Walkeny and oddly
entrancing despite being so scary and vampire-like.
take his eyes off them, their stare was alluring enough to send him
into a hypnotic trance-like state - they growled softly as they greeted
him, they seemed very friendly - even for a race of bloodthirsty
Walken-like creatures of the night.
"W-Where am I? And why are you all..so....Walkeny?"
"We're Walkens...and we've been waiting for you."
must be dreaming. Because I don't think I heard you correctly...did
you say Walkens? As in there is more than one Christopher Walken out
there? I'm pretty sure there's only one Chris Walken...how can there
be more than one Walken?"
"Yes..there are many of us. This is no dream, human...you shall join us..."
been reading your posts and listening to your thoughts...we know you
dream of losing that human form and becoming Walkeny. You try to
resist the urge to growl and to drink blood, but deep down you long to
be like us...to be so...enchanting...and Walken-like, no matter how hard
you try...you know that you will succumb to our power eventually.."
"Well...yes, i've always dreamed of being Walken..."
the only thing that's stopping you is that outside of your dreams and
during the day...you are human...but we can fix that. We can get rid of
all those pesky human troubles and give you those wonderfully Walkeny
traits you so deserve to have."
"I don't know if i'm ready to
become Walkeny yet...can't I stay human for a little longer, please? I
don't think i'm quite ready to become Christopher Walken. Can't I just
stay human for a little longer?"
"There there, human...it's
alright for you to be scared. Many humans turned Walkens started off
being afraid and unsure of whether or not they want to be like this,
but that's all cleared up once they look into our eyes."
"What happens when humans look into your eyes?"
become hypnotized and entranced....and all they will fall under our
spell...becoming ours to control and to turn into Walkens...and the same
shall happen to you. It is ever so wonderful to see them submit to the
Walken way, becoming less human and more Walken with each step.."
that case I better get out of here, because i'm a human and I don't
want you to corrupt me and turn me into one of you...so...it's been nice
knowing you, bye. I'll see you all later - maybe in another dream."
was thinking of trying to escape but one of the Walkens held him
tightly with his long elegant arms and hissed softly before looking into
his eyes...the eyes of the Walken were a very hypnotic icy blue
color...and they gave off a ghostly supernatural glow. Before he could
even think about resisting...his mind began to go blank and he fell
into a trance-like state, as he started growling and hissing and acting
"Now...human...tell us, what is your name?"
"My name is Christopher..."
"And what are you?"
"I'm a Walken.."
course you are, you're such a good obedient Walken. A Good Walken
always listens and obeys, you're a good Walken...aren't you?"
"Yesssss...I am a good obedient Walken."
don't care about human things....all you need is blood and cowbell.
Cowbell is very good for a young Walken such as you, you love
cowbell...you can't get enough of it...even if you think you've heard
enough...the sound of cowbell is always pulling you closer and
closer...enticing you, soothing you...making you a happy Walken."
things mean nothing to me. All I need is blood and cowbell. Cowbell
makes me a happy Walken. And a good Walken is a happy Walken. I love
cowbell, I can never get enough of it."
"That's right...let all
those human troubles melt away, and let us guide you into the blissful
supernatural world of being Walkeny - can you feel the Walken instincts
starting to take over your mind?"
Walken instincts will grow stronger and stronger, and try as you might
to supress them, they'll always find a new way to emerge and bring the
Walken side out...and you know that each time that happens...you will
feel those Walkeny urges taking over you and make you feel so
Nathan or rather Christopher as he started calling
himself, snarled and hissed as he nodded his head - listening to and
obeying the words of the other Walkens as their power over him
increased, and the more he listened to their hypnotic suggestions -
the more he could feel his human troubles and his humanity
itself...slipping away to become replaced with the Walkeny mindset,
soon it was difficult for him to even think of anything else but
singing, acting, dancing, and being so happy and Walkeny...he started
to moan several times, but each moan was sounding more like a sort of
purry velveteen Walkeny-growl.
He couldn't help it, the Walken
mindset was making him forget about what being human was like...in fact
he was starting to become influenced by the other Walkens and was now
thinking he had always been one of them, he growled and hissed as his
stomach burned with a newfound thirst for blood. It was then that one
of the other Walkens reached for his neck and sank his sharpened teeth
into it, causing blood to drip down in small pats from it - the Walken
lapped up the blood with fervor.
It was then he started to
change...he could see his skin imperfections fading away as his skin
started paling, becoming ghostly, vampiric and Walken-like...he could
see his furred gloves slowly peeling off his hands as his hands took on a
more Walkeny shape with his fingers elongating and his fingernails
extending to become sharper.
Feeling his teeth with his tongue,
he could feel them lengthening and sharpening as his canines extended
to become akin to fangs while the rest of his teeth developed Hessian
Horseman styled points. He let out a Walkeny growl, and it was with
that - that the dream ended...this time though, it looked like it
would soon be coming true.
But he still couldn't get that dream
out of his mind, he started moaning in his sleep but each time he
moaned...his voice sounded deeper...and very eerie, instinctively he
started muttering the words he had spoken in the dream.
"Morrrre cowbell, master....rrrr..."
"I see my hypnotic suggestions got into your mind...and influenced your dreams."
awoke and was startled to see that his Walken icon was alive, he had
to rub his eyes several times just to make sure he was dreaming which he
thought he was - but it wasn't a dream, the Walken icon had escaped
from the computer and was now in his room. He touched the now alive
Walken icon, only to have said Walken icon growl softly at him. The
Walken icon hissed softly as he looked at him.
"Oh...where are my manners? I forgot to introduce myself...i'm Walken."
"Is this a dream?"
"Actually it's not. I'm your Christopher Walken icon from your Tumblr account."
"But you're an icon...how on earth are you even here?"
a long story but i'll do my best to tell you all of it. You see,
every night after you go to bed I always try to escape from the
computer screen and enter your world...why? Because I have been reading
your posts and I know this sounds insane...even by my standards, but
i'm here to help make those dreams of yours come true."
you've been reading my comments and posts about wanting to turn into
Christopher Walken and all those Imagineyouricon posts I have done about
you...and let me guess you just read my one about turning into you?"
know what to say. I'm a little embarrassed to admit this, but yes - I
want to be Christopher Walken so badly - I mean I dream of turning
into him constantly - and I always wake up disappointed to see I am not
"Don't be embarrassed. There's nothing to be ashamed
of. It's good that you express interest in wanting to become
Walkeny....after all, it's such a wonderful feeling...and that
voice...who wouldn't dream of having that voice?"
"You mean...you actually like that?"
"Of course...and you know, I can make that dream come true."
"I can hypnotize you and turn you into Walken that way..."
"Oooh, I like that..."
"Oh, I know that you will definitely love this."
"How does it work?"
Walken icon turned to Nathan and shushed him, making soft hissing
sounds as he did - he knew that Nathan loved the idea of being
hypnotized and turned into Walken himself as his dreams often indicated.
He closed his eyes, and his eyes gave off a supernatural glow as
his gaze became more hypnotic, sending him into a trance-like state -
a very blissful trance-like state, as his mind became completely
blank. All he could think of...was Walken, all he could think about
was...Walken, all he wanted to do was obey the Walken icon.
wasn't long until Nathan slowly began to feel his muscles and posture
simply slipping, falling, and making him more and more relaxed by the
minute, he immediately began to rapidly close his eyes and each time he
tried to open them, it got ever so difficult to keep them open - as he
kept drifting off more and more. It was like he was falling ever so
deeper into the trance-like state and..drifting off into a beautiful
dream-like state of mind.
"It works like this. Just sit back
and relax, let my Walkeny voice do all the talking. Feel yourself
letting go and becoming more relaxed by the minute...your mind and will
are slowly slipping away, as are all your troubles."
"Oh...feels pleasant and nice, master."
"That's it...just relax, lay back...and fall into trance. "
couldn't help but murmur slightly as his posture and muscles relaxed
completely as he sank deeper and deeper into trance, with the Walken
icon's voice guiding him and sending hypnotic suggestions into his mind.
He noticed it was getting much more difficult to resist drifting off
or closing his eyes, breathing in and out as his stress and all his
troubles faded away. To him, it now just felt so good to close his eyes
and relax. As he continued to breath in and out, he couldn't help but
sigh as he listened to the sound of the Walken icon's voice.
going to help you all the way, and i'm going to count down from 10 to
1...and with each number, you will fall ever so deeper into trance. So
entranced in fact, that whenever I click my fingers and say..sleep,
you will do just that."
so calm and relaxed, 9..becoming oh so laid back and entranced,
8...all troubles melting away, 7...all of your body is become less
tense, 6.. becoming ever more so entranced and serene...5..getting hard
for you not to drift off..."
even more...3...That's it, drifting off so calmly...2...Falling deeper
and deeper...1, you're now fullly entranced and ready to fal deeper
into trance. Now...close your eyes, take a deep breath and...sleep."
Walken icon clicked his fingers as he uttered 'sleep' several times,
sending him deeper still into trance - making him completely entranced
and obedient to his every command, he now felt so serene and at
peace..and yet so blissful and relaxed. He was easily forgetting
everything that wasn't to do with his Walken filled desires. By this
point, he was already thinking of what being Walken was going to be
like...he couldn't help but growl as he did so, because to him...it
just felt so good to let go.
He hissed several times in a soft
manner as he became entranced by the process of becoming Walken,
yes...to him, it sounded heavenly...because deep down, he had always
felt like he was a lot like Walken himself. He felt that this was
going to be very good for him in that sense, because he was going to
"Now...what I am going to
tell you is very important. You must listen very carefully to what I
tell you, now..I want you to forget everything about your old identity
and your old life...those are meaningless to you."
now on...you are Christopher Walken, you will only remember being
Walken and nothing else...your old identity is meaningless now, you
are Walken...you have always been Christopher Walken - and knowing you
are Walken...makes you feel good."
"Yesss..master, I remember nothing else except being Walken."
"You love being so Walkeny and beautiful. Everyone adores you, and you know it."
"Being Walkeny and beautiful is wonderful, master."
course it is. To you, it's a wonderful cowbell fueled dream come
true. You are Walken, and you always will be - you can't imagine
being anyone but Walken. Because that is good, and you are happy being
"So happy and Walkeny..."
"Yes, you are. And you know that there's nobody as Walkeny as you..."
Christopher as he instinctively started to call himself just felt so
blissfully entranced and cheerful, it was as if he was in a constant
state of peace as he drifted off more and more, thinking pure
Christopher Walken-like thoughts, thinking of what it would be like to
be so Walkeny and so beautiful.
He growled softly as he
instinctively gave in to his more Walkeny desires, feeling less and
less like himself and more like Walken...he couldn't help but think like
Walken...as his interests rapidly shifted from science, horror and
comics to acting, dancing, singing and being the best Walken he could
"Yes, master...i'm the best at being Walkeny..."
right, and you know that it makes you very so good to be Walkeny...it
is such an improvement over what your boring old human identity used to
be like...now, I want you to feel yourself changing...shifting,
"A warm, chilling
sensation is spreading all over your body as your transformation - is
starting to take place. Starting with your skin, your skin is becoming
paler and paler beginning with the skin on your legs...your legs are
elongating as well, growing longer and thinner - shifting to become
The warm-chill sensation flowed all through his body
as his skintone slowly started to became paler and paler - starting
with the skintone on his legs as his legs elongated and stretched until
they became the long, thin elegant legs of Christopher Walken. He
hissed slightly as the sensation flowed through him.
He felt his
new Walken legs and growled slightly, yes...he loved his Walkeny legs
and he loved the feeling of the transformation in general, becoming
so enticed as he couldn't help but think such delightful Walkeny
thoughts...his instincts were guiding him all the way - and he was
loving it...so very much. His dream was finally coming true, as he
felt his DNA shifting and changing - to that of Walken.
"My legs...so Walkeny..."
"Yes, those legs are perfect for you, Christopher..."
pale skintone is slowly moving up your upper body, starting with your
arms as your arms themselves elongate and shift, all skin imperfections
are slowly vanishing away to never be seen again. Your arms are
becoming so long, lithe, and Walkeny...and your hands, your hands are
looking Walkeny too...as are your fingers which are growing longer, and
your knuckles are becoming more pronounced."
at his arms, he could see them elongating and stretching as they
became longer and more lithe - as all skin imperfections visible or not
vanished, never to been seen again...in the process his hands shifted
to match his arms, becoming those of Walken...in the process his
fingers elongated as his knuckles became more pronounced.
skintone on his new arms became much paler as well, giving him
Christopher Walken's arms as well, but he didn't mind...he was so
blissfully entranced by the process that he was giving in easily to the
changes...and the more this happened, the better he felt..to him,
becoming Walken was just so..so...so....wooonderful.
"It feels so
nice to become Walken...any resistance you once had is now fading away,
as your Walkeny mindset kicks in even more...you don't want to think
of anything else but being so Walken-like and happy...you are so
blissfully entranced that all your human thoughts - are leaving your
Walkeny mind...you don't need them anymore. "
"No, master...I don't."
your chest, torso, stomach and back are slenderizing - as the
skintone on them becomes much paler, your clothing or in this case
your pajamas...are simply peeling away, morphing into something much
more fitting for you."
He panted and groaned several times as his
chest, torso, stomach and back slowly slenderized to become more
lithe, as the pale skintone from before crept up them - now giving him
Christopher Walken's build from both waist up and down, he couldn't
help but groan a few more times as his pajamas and nightshorts peeled
away before morphing into an elegant outfit that matched his changing
appearance, it was a very stylish black robe with a suit underneath
and revealed his much more slender chest and stomach.
Icon looked at his transforming thrall and smiled, he knew that he was
doing the right thing by making his thrall's dreams and desires come
true...and that soon, he'd have another Christopher Walken to serve him
- of course his new thrall couldn't be any happier, as he was looking
forward to obeying his new master.
"Am I becoming...Walkeny enough for you, master?"
are, but you're still not done yet...now, you may feel like the room
you're in is shrinking but in actuality...you're growing, growing
taller and taller...until you are about 6'ft, which is your proper
height. And that pale skintone is now creeping its way up to your
shoulders as your shoulders slim down along with your neck."
panted several times as he began to feel like the room was getting
smaller, which of course was only a side-effect of this stage of his
transformation as he slowly elevated in height to 6'ft, which was
Walken's height - he hissed as his shoulders slimmed down and the pale
skintone crept up them. He knew this was the right thing, after all
- this was exactly what he wanted...this was everything he ever
wanted...he didn't care for anything else, except Walken.
the while he felt that warm, chilling sensation flow through his body
as his neckline elongated and slenderized, the skintone on it paling
like the rest of his skin - becoming Walken's neck - he sighed several
times in the process - hissing a couple of times as well, feeling very
Walkeny all the while. Completely relaxed and at peace - just letting
the changes happen all by themselves.
it Christopher...change...morph, shift...the changes are now
progressing from up your neck-up now, your hair is slowly prickling up
as it turns a sandy brown color, developing the texture and style of
Walken's hair, your ears are developing pointed tips, the skin on your
face is getting very pale.."
"Mmmm...rrr...i'm becoming so beautiful."
growled several times as his hair slowly prickled up and turned from
its normal brownish color to a sandy brownish color as it stood up,
altered, and developed the texture and style of Walken's hair - he
had Christopher Walken's hair now and it gave him a slightly ticklish
feeling, he chuckled to himself during this part. He hissed softly,
his Walkeny instincts kicking in even more as it became even more
difficult for him to not think of being Walken, he growled softly as he
looked up at the Walkeny icon in front of him.
In the process the
tips of his ears slowly became pointed in shape as his face lost all
its regular skintone and paled, becoming as pale as the rest of his
skin - now, all of his skintone was that of Walken, and he was
perfectly fine with it - after all, it was a very pleasant and
relaxing experience. He just let his resistance and his will slowly
slip away - he didn't need them, all he needed was to serve
Walken...and to be so blissfully Walkeny.
"That's right, you
ARE beautiful - because you're Christopher Walken. And everyone loves
Walken, and...now look at your face, your face is morphing and
changing - starting with your brow, your eyebrows are thinning and
turning sandy brown, your forehead is elevating itself higher up,
your eyes now...are turning from their normal color to an icy shade of
blue...as they become narrower, spreading out and becoming slightly
sunken...you have the eyes of Walken now. "
traces of your old self are simply fading away and vanishing...leaving
your mind as your mind begins to Walkenize...filling up with Walken's
thoughts and memories, you are Christopher Walken and you always have
been...you can't remember being anything but being Walken. You can't
imagine what it would have been to not be Walken...because you're
Walken, and you're perfectly okay being him..."
He breathed in
and out as his forehead slowly elevated itself higher up, in the
process his eyebrows thinned a little and turned sandy brown to match
his hair, he panted and growled several times as the transformation
progressed on his face. In the process he could feel his mind
drastically changing, altering to match his changing appearance.
a matter of seconds he was feeling good all over as he started getting
memories/visions, memories of being in over 100+ movies with a variety
of people including the late Robin Williams, any traces of
'Nathan'...were slowly disappearing...like a fading dream,
instead...the memories of Walken himself were replacing them, and
altering his thoughts. Yes...he was thinking like Walken as well, and
yet he was perfectly fine with that.
His eyes shifted in shape
as they turned from brown to icy blue, spreading out as they became
narrower and slightly sunken - giving him Walken's signature eyes as
well, he growled slightly as the changes progressed further. His
senses heightening as his mind filled with such delightfully Walkeny
thoughts. It seemed that now...'Nathan' was now nearly completely
gone...and Christopher was taking over.
"Yesss...it's all coming back..."
"It feels good to become Walken doesn't it? Don't you love being Walkeny?"
the rest of your face shifting and changing, your nose altering to
look exactly like Walken's nose, your lips thinning and curving into a
crescentian shape as the tips become pointed, in the process your
jaw-line is becoming more angular - as your chin begins to narrow a bit,
your cheekbones become more pronounced as your cheeks sink in..."
touched his face as he felt it begin to morph and reshape, his nose
altering in shape and size until it was Walken's nose, in the process
his lips thinned and curved into a crescentian shape as the tips became
pointed, his expression slowly curving itself into a menacing icy
grimace as his cheekbones sharpened to become more pronounced - while
his cheeks began to sink in a bit, his chin narrowed as his jaw-line
altered to become more angular.
From what he could tell, he was
looking a LOT more like his Walken icon...yes, he was now half
Walken-like in appearance in terms of his face and yet...he was fine
with this, after all...in his Walkeny mind...he was already feeling
like he had always been Walken, and deep down - he knew that this was
what he wanted. And what he wanted...was to be Walken, it just felt so
natural to give in to his Walken instincts.
The Walken Icon
hissed slightly in satisfaction - he knew that it wouldn't be long
until Christopher would emerge in his full Walkeny glory - and that it
would be a most glorious occasion indeed - and one he'd definitely be
proud of. Looking at his now almost fully Walkenized thrall, he
pulled him a little bit closer as he got ready...for the next and final
stages of the transformation his thrall was going through.
it...give in...it feels good to give in to the Walken mindset,
Christopher...after all...it's such a wonderful state of mind to get
lost in. So intriguing and wonderful, that it's impossible to resist
getting lost in it. By now you thoughts are already Walkenizing, you
have all of Walken's thoughts and memories now."
"Yessss..master...I am Walken."
course you are...and now...your face is completing its transformation
as your facial structure is altering to become more
brachy/mesoian/dolichokephalian, as your features morph and reshape
themselves into those of Walken..."
"Mmmm....mmm...feels so very nice, master..."
now you'll find...that your voice is also changing...becoming lower,
deeper, and develop a rougher high baritone pitch that makes you sound
haunting, distinctive, interesting, and alluring...it's a voice that
both enchants people and scares them at the same time...such a
beautiful haunting voice it is. Very silky and entrancing, with a New
York accent and a rather...interesting set of mannerisms, it's the
voice of Walken."
He groaned slightly as his facial structure
morphed and reshaped itself to become more
brachy/mesoian/dolichokephalian in shape while his features finished
morphing and reshaping, his face in general completing morphing into
the face of Christopher Walken, he growled several times as he licked
As he growled, he could hear his voice altering as it
deepened and lowered, developing a silky high-baritone style and a
haunting yet alluring tone with a very entrancing and silky voice and a
New York accent and a very Walkeny set of mannerisms...by the time his
voice had finished changing...he had the voice of Walken to match his
With one last surge of mental changes...the
transformation finalized and the human that was once known as Nathan was
no longer there...that is if he ever was there to begin with, in the
place of him now...was Christopher Walken. Or rather Chris Walken,
that he thought was a most fitting name indeed. His Walkeny instincts
took over as he bowed to his new master, feeling so glad that his
dreams had finally come true.
"Thank you, master..."
welcome Chris. Now that you're Christopher Walken, you have no need
for trivial human things and all your human troubles are now completely
gone..in fact you can probably already that your thoughts are a LOT more
Walkeny now, you have thoughts about singing, dancing and acting.
And it makes you happy. You can't wait to break out into a dance
"Dancing makes me feel really good, master."
also find that the sound of cowbell both excites you and entrances you -
even if it's just a small sample...or if someone says the word
cowbell, you'll become instantly entranced by it and instinctively you
will ask for more cowbell...because that's what Walken does...and you
are Walken and you know that cowbell is good for you."
"Good for me, master?"
"Yes...good for you, good FOR YOU."
"I like that master..."
you'll find that if you wish to morph into human form...you
can...easily and effortlessly and you also know that you can become
Walken any time you want. And even though most normal people will see
you as your human self during the day, at night they'll see you as what
you really are...as Walken."
"Well of course they'll see me as Walken...I am Walken."
right, and you know deep down in your heart that you are Walken. When
you look in the mirror, you'll see Walken looking back at you, when
you look away from the mirror- you'll see you have Walken's shadow.
And every night...when you're done being in your human form...you will
turn into Walken once again."
"I turn into this form at night, master?"
each and every night, when you're done being human...you will become
Walken again and each night I will beckon you to my side and reward you
for being such a good hypnotic subject, thrall and of course a most
excellent Christopher Walken."
"So is there a name for ones like me then? Like say...am I a Were-Walken then?"
could say that. Oh and you'll also find that you won't need human
food and drink in order to keep up your strength, instead...you'll
develop a taste for blood...like a vampire and you will find yourself
hunting for human to bite and drain the blood of."
"Blood does sound tasty, master..."
the best part about this is...you can turn others into Walkens as well,
and have your own army - of course you're the leader...you're the
alpha Walken and you're the most beautiful of all of them."
"Now...how do you feel?"
"Very Walkeny, master."
"Now...when a human asks you who you are...what are you going to tell them?"
a human asks me who I am I will tell them that I am Walken, always
have been and always will be...and proud to be Walkeny...Walken and
proud. I am Christopher Walken and I am proud to be Walken."
"What do we do now, master?"
do what good Walkens always do..and hunt... I bet you're feeling pretty
thirsty right about now, I bet you're thinking of hunting for some
good human blood to feast on and some humans to hypnotize.."
"Yes. I am."
"Well..then...let's hunt together."
new Chris Walken nodded as his fingernails lengthened and sharpened to
become akin to claws while his teeth lengthened and sharpened, his
canines extending to become akin to vampiric fangs while the rest of his
teeth became Hessian-like and pointed. He hissed as his stomach
growled with a thirst for blood...he wanted blood...and he wanted lots
of it, and cowbell too - lots of cowbell.
With that - the
Walken icon who was now his master took him by the hand and the two
Christopher Walkens turned into shadowy forms and slinked off into the
night to go and hunt for humans to bite and hypnotize. Now it was time
for the best night in the history of nights...the night of the Walkens.
for the new Christopher Walken, he was now happier than he had ever
been before in his life now that he had become who he had always wanted
to be...all of his human troubles completely gone. The human that used
to be where he is now - is no more...there is only Walken and he was
perfectly fine with that. After all, he's Walken...and there's no one
like Walken - because he's the most Walkeny of all.
you hear the sound of cowbell or see the moon turn blood red...you'll
know that Walken is coming and he might be coming after you...maybe
he'll bite you and turn you into a Walken as well. Don't be afraid of
him though, after all - it's just Walken. If you ever do get bitten
by one of those Walkens...it's best to give in and accept that you'll
become a thrall to his Walkenness eventually.
human....become Walkeny like us....you'll love it oh so much. Jooooin
us, jooooooooin us, become Walkeny....it will feel oh so good once you
do. Join the ranks of your fellow Walkens...become like Christopher
Walken. Jooooooin us.
Labels: A Business Affair, A View To A Kill, addiction, angel of death., becoming Walken., Were-Walken.