The Cramps - I Was a Teenage Werewolf
Theme song:
THE JUNKHEADS
VIOLENCE BY FIREARMS, MONSTROUS FREAKS, INSANE HOBOS, MAD DOGS & THE DEVIL'S MUSIC...
THIS IS ALL-FRESH 80'S JUICE!
Ethan
"Ananás"
DEVIL DOG
Koffin Kats - It Happens Every Night
""Never again," I said as I awoke in my pissed-on bed
Swore off all the booze and the drugs
Making me an animal that pukes on the bar and takes off his clothes
And don't give a shit who's gettin' pissed off
Just when I think I'll be a good man
I start to get thirsty, here's trouble again..."
‒ Koffin Kats
The year is 1987. There's a grungy old junkyard in the outskirts of a small town somewhere in countryside Colorado. Music is blasting loudly from a boombox: the crappy sound of distorted electric guitar, quick and raw bashing of drums and raspy vocals. Suddenly, BAM! A gunshot reverberates through the junkyard.
— Fuck!
Caveira, A short pale man grunts frustratedly at his revolver. He's standing a few yards away from some beer bottles neatly placed over the hood of a car for target practice.
There's a man standing next to him with arms crossed: Ethan, a tall guy, rocking a fanned crimson mohawk. He scoffs in the cockiest way, looking down at the other man.
— Hmpf. Gimme the gun, shortie.
— Go at it.
Cav hands it over. The taller man pops the six-shooter's cylinder open and reloads it with a snarky smirk on his lips​​.
Cav rolls his eyes.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Each shot is punctuated by the sound of shattering glass. Six shots, six bottles. Ethan turns around with the cockiest little smile.
— And that's how you shoot.
He bends to Caveira's eye level and mockingly holds out the revolver. Cav yanks it out of Ethan's hands with a scoff. Satisfied with his show, he steps away to lean against a tree and lights a cigarette.
​
— You’re such a showoff. Cav complains.
​He reloads the revolver, looking annoyed, his ego bruised. He closes the loaded chamber and stretches his arm forward, carefully aiming at the bottles.
​
Ethan takes a drag on his cigarette. Exhaling smoke, he says, with a condescending giggle:
—Sorry for being too good.
Cav is at his wit’s end with this guy.
​​
Ethan is a werewolf, gang leader, punk rocker and a jackass. He's 6'1 and makes that his whole personality.
​
He's a snarky bum with too much self-esteem living in the junkyard with Bomba and Caveira.
He's the head of drug production and sales. In this small town, the demand isn't very high and the cops are lazy and easy to evade. Easy cash.
There's plenty of time for Ethan and the boys to slack around.
Like a woman's menstruation, lycanthropy is a cycle that repeats itself every month.
It's possible to avoid a transformation through medication (which Sam painstakingly created), but the side effects are intense.
The cocktail of anti-inflammatories and sedatives relaxes the body during the full moon so that the transformation doesn't occur, but the lycanthrope remains drugged and with terrible migraines for a few days due to the suppressed transformation.
Get ready to deal with a very grumpy werewolf...
But lycanthropy is no joke.
Ethan was afflicted with the disease as a teenager. Being a werewolf might sound cool as shit, but it's really just a huge nuisance. Migraines, malnutrition, fatigue...
After a transformation, it feels like every muscle in your body has been stretched and hung out to dry.
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The junkyard is home to a small group of misfits:
Ethan, Bomba and Caveira.
They are also friends with Sam and Jax, who live in the trailer park on the outskirts of town.
Bomba
lek
The Grenade Martyr
Piosenka 1 - The Bill
Bomba's hangout spot
Bomba rarely ever speaks.
He tends to communicate nonverbally through signs and body language.
​
He loves making explosives,
setting stuff of fire,
blowing shit up.
​
He's pretty damn smart.
Bomba is usually the brains in any operation.
Also great at being sneaky.
If you can't find him anywhere, he's probably in his hidden hangout spot by the back of the junkyard. He'll sit there for hours crafting and fine-tuning his explosives.
​
Bomba is hard of hearing. If he ain't looking at you while you speak (lip-reading), he probably won't hear you.
​
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Also, he loves grafitti. He's probably decorated half of town with his stupid doodles.
Jax
The Mad Dog
Cabeçalho 6
Deviant - Dick Dynamite And The Doppelgangers
AH, SHIT!
What's wrong
with his face?!
ETHAN!
That's just
how he looks!
Well, he looks
like a damn
zombie!
Sam and Jax grew up together like brother and sister.
​
Let me tell you one thing: the American government is not your friend. Oh, Sam knows that all too well.​
​
It was the '70s. The American scientific race against the soviets was at its peak. They'd fund any sort of research, really.
Some
​
during the Cold War, the American government ran experiments on the helpless: orphans, the homeless and death-row prisoners were all targets of inhumane experimentation.
Sam
Blunt Force Trauma Queen™
Sam's home at the trailer park
Sam and Jax grew up together like brother and sister.
​
during the Cold War, the American government ran experiments on the helpless: orphans, the homeless and death-row prisoners were all targets of inhumane experimentation.
Sam and Jax were one of the many victims of these experiments.
CAVEIRA
art by @error4343
