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The dragon himself was making his way back towards the bar, a bit of a stagger to his steps. His clothes were still a bit dirty from his fall the day prior, and after the amount of alcohol he’d had in the party the previous night... well, he was a little out of it. The alley he’d woken up in was barely recognizable, the last thing he’d remembered before the night became a blur was head banging with a pretty hot panther.\n Kai’s stomach churned at the idea of head banging, and he clutched at his head, trying to shake away the pounding headache. The rockstar had been through plenty of hangovers though and this certainly wasn’t his worst, taking a walk in the cool morning air would certainly help clear his head up.\nKai-Tyde was a little concerned that some of those tiger guards might try to cause him some issues while he was walking the streets, but so far he’d been lucky enough to not come across any of them. All he could assume was that his people were still rocking even now in the daytime, so for the moment he was making his way back towards the bar slowly but surely. His head throbbed every now and again, he was very glad to have found a convenience store nearby. It hadn’t taken much effort to bribe the cashier into letting him get some pain-killers and a few bottles of water, especially once Carnivore played her sweet music and had the cashier jumping the counter to join his fellow punks out in the streets.\n Kai was starting to see the effects of his music everywhere he went, the previously clean and orderly streets became something more fitting of a gang territory. Nearby on a large brick wall, he could see a newly sprayed tag of his face painted across the walls, his big grin hanging over a stylized form of his name. “Well fuck! Someone did a real good job of catchin’ my likeness,” he took a few steps back and framed the image between his hands with an approving nod. The graffiti looked fresh, the artists couldn’t be too far off if. “Might give them a personal thank you,” he chuckled, tracing a finger through the paint to leave his personal endorsement.\n The sound of rapid footsteps approaching caused Kai-Tyde to turn around a little fast, the dragon grunting as he leaned up against a nearby wall. He turned just in time to see a jackal turning at the entrance of the alley, sprinting right down it towards him. The canine was too focused on looking behind him to see where he was going, so he rammed right into Kai’s outstretched palm. “Oof!” the jackal yelped, launching back onto his ass, grunting as he rubbed his chest. “Fuck... what the hell, man?!”\n “Sorry, but what’re you runnin’ from, kid?” Kai-Tyde asked, glancing up curiously to see four more jackals walking into the entrance of the alley. The jackal who’d been running was dressed in pretty normal city attire, a t-shirt, jeans, all standard fare. The ones coming down the alley were Kai-Tyde’s type of guys, all dressed up with collars, shirts with their sleeves torn off, one of them with only a jockstrap on, and all of them sporting glowing eyes. “Oh... look what we have here,” the dragon said, a grin forming on his muzzle.\n “Franky,” one of the jackals called, a wide smile on his face as he led the others towards Kai-Tyde and the runaway canine. “Ya gotta listen to the music, Franky, it’ll show ya a better world!”\n Clambering to his feet, Franky staggered against the wall, looking towards the oncoming punks with an anxious expression. “C’mon, we have to get away from them! They’re those freak punks obsessing over that new rockstar!” It was obvious that the jackal hadn’t taken a good look at him yet, so Kai-Tyde grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and hoisted him up until they were staring face to face. “Wh... what?! O-oh Fuck, not you!” Franky struggled in Kai’s grip, but wasn’t able to do much of anything as he had no leverage.\n “Sorry, Franky, but I’m that new rockstar they’re all loving, and I gotta say I’m really diggin’ their style too.” Turning his head away from his new captive, Kai lifted his sunglasses to get a good look at the oncoming foursome of jackals. “Why look who it is? It looks like some of my dedicated fans have come to pay some tribute.”\n The four froze, their eyes widening before they rushed towards Kai-Tyde, eyes glowing brightly and grins wide as they gathered about the two. “Dude, it’s Kai-Tyde!” “I know, man, I’m looking at him too!” “Kai-Tyde, would you give me a tat?” “Nah, man, give me a tattoo!” They were speaking over one another enthusiastically, babbling amongst themselves while they stared at their idol in awe.\n Giving a dramatic roll of his eyes, Kai-Tyde glanced at his captive with amusement. “What can I say? Fans can be crazy sometimes, but I love their kind of crazy.” The jackal growled and kicked out at his captor causing Kai to almost fumble him, the dragon grunting as he reeled back slightly. “Now... that wasn’t nice.”\n “Fuck you! You’re changing the city, you’re just as bad as those tiger guys! These guys were my friends, but now they won’t shut up about how great you are. None of them looked like this yesterday!” Thrashing about, Franky snarled and attempted to bite Kai’s arm, but the dragon grabbed his head before he could latch onto the dragon’s muscled arm.\n “Now now nowwww, You’ve got it all wrong. Those meatheads? They’re the rougher stuff. All business, no pleasure. What kind of vacation would that be?,” Kai-Tyde growled, his eyes burning as he leaned in to stare the pup down. “I’m gettin people in touch with the wild side inside everyone’s hearts, and if you’re keepin that beast locked up... Well, I’ll just have to grease the hinges. Boys, do one of you have a pair of headphones that our mutual friend here can borrow?” The four jackals had been in the middle of an argument about who would get a tattoo from Kai-Tyde, something that boggled his mind as he had never tattooed anyone up to this point.\n “OY! Dum dums!” He barked. they all froze, bobbing their heads as if nodding insistently to the song that turned them into these crass thugs.\n “Headphones?” one asked, maw drooling as if someone was holding a steak inches from his nose..\n “Oh, headphones!” another gasped, glancing around desperately to find a pair.\n “Yeah, I got headphones!” the third said, though he wasn’t quite as fast as their fourth friend who ripped a pair from around his neck and held it out reverently to Kai-Tyde.\n “Thanks, bud,” the dragon said, flashing him a grin before turning to his captive once more with a sparkle in his eye. “Now, it’s time you got to experience what you’ve been missing.”\n “No! Get away, stop it!” Franky’s eyes were wide with terror as Kai-Tyde slid the headphones onto his head, making sure they slid properly into his eyes. The headphones were already blaring Kai-Tyde’s personal songs as that’s what the other jackals had been listening to, and so the runaway was subjected to the music at full force in his ears. Kai’s raw lyrics being screamed into his ears caused him to go limp shortly after, eyes starting to glaze over while he hung limply in the rockstar’s grip.\n The music pulsed loud enough for Kai-Tyde to hear, his own ringing tones echoing through the tight alley, shifting the small confines of the alley to a more fitting venue. The walls became smeared with graffiti showing images of musical notes, people thrashing to music, and of course Kai’s own name in vibrant purples and yellows. Franky himself started undergoing changes, his hair shifting from a flat black fur into a growing blue mohawk, his features changing from a blank expression into a fierce smile. The jackal’s eyes started to glow with a deep purple color, a pair of earrings forming in his ear from nowhere. “Looks like he’s coming along well, boys, don’cha think?” Kai asked, setting the jackal down.\n Franky swayed as he was set back down, the other jackals grabbing him to help him stay standing, their friend’s clothing morphing on him. What once was a regular t-shirt and blue jeans was forming into a tank top with ripped off sleeves, as well as a pair of shorts that tightened quite nicely around the jackal’s ass. If Kai-Tyde himself wasn’t still a bit nauseous from his overabundance of alcohol, he might more seriously consider taking Franky aside and see what else might be hiding under those new clothes of his. “Damn,” he grunted, clutching at his head as he shook it a bit.\n “Ya alright, Kai?!” one of the jackals asked, running up to help steady the rockstar.\n “Yeah, I’m fine, just... drank a bit too much,” the dragon growled, straightening up and shaking his head out. “What’re your names?”\n “I’m Rosco!” the one only wearing a jockstrap said.\n “I’m Vance!” The jackal with piercings all over grunted.\n “I’m Chuck!” This jackal was a chunkier guy, his gut popping out from underneath his shirt.\n “And I’m Rail, these are all my goons!” The leader of the jackals said, his mohawk high and tight, several tattoos lining up his muscled arms.\n “I’m... Franky...” Franky said in a daze, apparently able to hear Kai-Tyde despite the music blasting in his ears. His glowing eyes were fixed on Kai with a new expression, one of awe, his pants tight around a growing erection in his pants. The other jackals looked at him proudly, seeing their friend joining their group of rowdy punks.\n “Well, boys, I’ve got a job for you,” Kai-Tyde said, straightening up once the wave of dizziness had gone away. “I’m a bit lost right now, I was throwing a banger at a party last night, and I lost most of it last night.” The jackals all grinned and nodded eagerly, mentioning how they’d gotten swept up in the party, all of them excluding Franky. “Do any of you know a bar by the name of the...” the dragon paused, rubbing at his head as he attempted to remember the name of the bar. He’d been at it for several hours, though the alcohol had been pouring for several hours so he had to really think. “The... Rising Stars?”\n “Oh, yeah!” Rail said, grinning wide as he stepped to the front of the jackals. “I know where that place is... though you’re pretty far out from there.”\n The dragon wasn’t too surprised, it wouldn’t be the first time he’d woken up after a big party and was halfway across the city. “Get me back there.. Plenty of those square tigers are hanging around, and personally I don’t want to deal with them when I’m nursing this hangover. You assholes think you can handle that?”\n The group of jackals deliberated amongst themselves for a few moments, Franky soon slipping down the headphones out of his ears to hear what they were talking about. His transformation had completed, his body a bit more filled out than it had been before, his muscles having gained some definition in the change. Eyeing his ass, Kai was certain that he saw a jockstrap poking out of his pants, the dragon licking his lips unconsciously as he turned his gaze back towards the group as a whole. Rail turned around to smile at Kai-Tyde, though there was a glint in his eye that the rockstar was amused by. “Yeah, we can lead ya there, but we want something in return?”\n “What’ll that be?” Kai asked, cocking his head as he considered grabbing The Carnivore off of his back. It probably wouldn’t be too hard to get them to lead him to the bar with nothing in return... but he liked the moxy of the four.\n “We want you to do a little concert in a certain part of the city. It’s full of jackals like us, and I want everyone to be rockin’ along to your music like we do. I think it’s about time that everyone recognized me as the proper badass of the jackals,” Rail said, grinning from ear to ear as the other jackals whooped and hollered their approval.\n “Fuckin seriously? Come on man, I got a rail spike through my head right now.” He complained. The Jackals threw their fists in the air, pumping rhythmically as the glow of their eyes intensified. \n “ROCK! OUT! ROCK! OUT! ROCK! OUT!”\n Kai-Tyde mulled over the proposition for a moment, admittedly it wouldn’t hurt to spread more of his music to the city, and the jackals were offering to help for a fairly cheap price. Not only that, but he had a soft spot for Rail, the jackal was certainly his kinda punk. Not only that, but imagining a lot of jackals dressed up in punk leather and wearing scanty outfits was a wet dream waiting to happen. “Fine lead the way, Rail,” he said, taking a small bow as he gestured for the jackals to lead him.\n The group of jackals threw their heads back and cackled before starting off, their laughing not unlike a group of hyenas. That image made Kai imagineimagined a combined jackal and hyena band. “Something to consider,” he muttered to himself, striding after the group as he continued to down some water.\n The Jackals were something else. Marching together while growling at any bystander made Kai almost get why Rockjaw liked the military life, if only for the peace of mind. Even other fans that saw the big dragon were met with a shelf of Jackal pecs and a mouth full of snarling fangs.\n “Boss doesn’t wanna be bothered.” Rail grunted.\n “Nobody gets in his way.” Franky affirmed with a savage grin.\n The streets shifted from the beaten up streets that Kai had been traveling to increasingly cleaner ones, ones that were still being walked by everyday people. The dragon looked at them with keen eyes, they weren’t under his sway yet, and they were keeping distance from the five jackals that Kai-Tyde traveled with. If anyone was offended, they were too intimidated by the presence of the tall rockstar to step forward. The jackals weren’t too shy about making their way in the world either, if anything or anyone got in their way, they made a deal out of it. “Hey, grandpa, get outta the way!” Rail shouted at an older jackal, not necessarily ancient, but a good few years older than the jackals in Kai’s retinue.\n “What the hell are you all wearing?!” the jackal gasped, stumbling back as he noticed the group of near naked punks.\n “We’re rockin’ our favorite clothes, got a problem with that?” Franky asked, grinning wide as he strutted towards the older jackal, poking him hard in the chest. “Kai-Tyde’s our idol, and he thinks we look rad, ain’t that right?”\n It warmed Kai’s hard to see the jackal getting into the swing of things, especially as he’d been so against it earlier. At the corner of his eye, he caught a new problem, however. A squad of tigers were pressing their fingers to tiny earpieces nestled into their ears. It was likely that the soldier cat caught wind of Kai’s particular method of trancing and adapted accordingly. Even these thugs weren’t going to be able to handle a straight fistfight from these guys, they were too well trained. Kai gave a beleaguered groan and yanked the older jackal close to him, pressing his forehead to him and leering with a savage smile.\n“That’s right, these boys are just wearing my style. Now, why don’t you stick around for a bit longer, old-timer? I think I’ve got a song you’ll enjoy.” Kai-Tyde made his way towards a truck, leaping up into the bed of the vehicle before stepping up onto the roof. “Hey! Listen up!” he shouted, roaring out to the people walking the street.\n Jackals up and down the street turned to face the shouting dragon, eyes widening, fingers being pointed in his direction as people whispered about recognizing him from the news. Kai-Tyde grinned, grabbing The Carnivore from his back, playing a dramatic riff across the strings of his guitar. “My new friends here have said that it’s far too boring around here for their liking, and I’ve got to agree,” he said, the note he’d played humming in the air still.\n “Get down from there!” someone shouted, walking towards Kai-Tyde with an angry expression on his face. Kai’s personal retinue of jackals decided to step in, tackling the guy before he could get too close.\n “Listen to Kai-Tyde,” Vance said, chuckling as Chuck hopped onto his back, pinning the jackal down while Kai continued to speak from his impromptu stage.\n “[i][i]I heard you’re all stuck in a bit of a rut[/i][/i],” Kai sang, strumming his guitar once more as he pitched his voice into a harmony, singing out to the people walking past. “[i][i]I think you’re all in need of a new strut~[[/i]/i].” The dragon leaned forward, his boot on the edge of the truck as he looked out at all of the jackals.\n “Fuck yeah!” Rail shouted, his fellow jackal punks lending their own voices in agreement.\n The music rang out on the air, growing louder despite the lack of speakers, his claws tracing up and down the strings of his Carnivore. “[i][i]Perk your ears this way, pups, and get away from your everyday funk! I’m here to bring you the life of a proper punk![/i][/i]” The familiar buzz of his power ran down Kai’s vocal cords, the sensation having become familiar and pleasurable after a night’s rest.\n Already people were stopping their walking, turning their faces towards Kai, their heads bobbing ever so lightly in time to the music that the dragon was pumping out. Dancing his fingers up and down the neck of his precious guitar, Kai felt the vision of the jackals he wanted forming before him. “[i][i]You’re all so set in your ways, bumper to bumper in a daze. I’m here to show you the rockin’ phrase, my music will catch you in its waves![/i][/i]”\n The jackal pinned under Vance and Chuck was going slack as his eyes glazed over, the music working its magic, his clothing starting to shift, his hair starting to lengthen. “It’s... really good... really... good...” he said in a dull voice, his eyelids drooping, his eyes starting to glow that dim neon color.\n “[i][i]Toss off those colors, pups, get out from under this world’s junk! I’m here to bring you the life of a rockin’ punk![/i][/i]” Kai was practically shouting the words now, a feeling of righteous anger fueling his music as he saw the jackals living under the control of society. The dragon wanted them, NEEDED them to break free of their chains, to join his rock and roll escape. “[i][i]All of you toiling and boiling, cooking in a stew pot of bland society. I’m here to bring you out, pull you away from that boring sobriety![/i][/i]”\n From the gathering crowd of jackals, the first of them shouted in agreement, one who was close enough to the edge of society that they burst out into proper punk attire. Others looked at him in shock, though not as much as they might’ve before. His bright red mohawk stood out amongst the bland haircuts of the others, his eyes glowing as red as his hair, his mouth twisted into a smile. “Fuck society! I’m a punk!”\n The tigers had nearly made their way over to Kai-Tyde. But the headache was subsiding just long enough for him to throw up a pair of devil’s horns and cry out. “FUCKIN’ RIOT!” The Jackals grunted, panting as they swelled with anarchistic rage, inhibition leaking out of their brains like they were water balloons Kai finally popped. The Tigers were smothered as the Jackals howled out. It was time to party. It was time to do some DAMAGE. \n “[i][i]Let loose with those plain clothes, the boring expression, the rank procession! I’m here to bring you into a newer life, one which teems with punks, this is a street repossession![/i][/i]” More and more of the jackals burst into glorious color, their clothes changing, their eyes glowing, and all of them falling under the powerful words of Kai-Tyde. The first shop window shattered as a jackal tossed a rock through it, a car soon being pushed over by a group of the jackals, cans of spray paint being passed out to start graffitiing the walls.\n Watching it from his place on top of the truck, Kai threw his head back and forth as he jammed on his guitar, teeth bared in a constant grin as the jackals started to rebel against the street that used to oppress them. “Fuck yes!” he shouted to the sky, laughing bodily as he finished his playing, the jackals roaring their own approval as all of them were caught up in his wave of punk music.\n The Tiger squad from previous weren’t showing any signs of getting with the program. That was a problem. But the jackals seemed to have the situation under control for now. The big soldiers were pinned down, getting tied to street lights and bullied as the town was lit up with trash fires, overturned cars, and butane lighters flailing to the beat of the tunes played on boom boxes.\n Walking towards Kai were the group of five jackals, all of them laughing and cheering as they watched the once peaceful members of their street join in on the fun of Kai-Tyde’s music. “I think we’ve got somewhere to lead ya to, boss man,” Rail said, grinning as Kai jumped to the ground.\n “Sounds good to me, though you gotta make sure you come back and keep spreading my music here. These guys are fucking awesome,” Kai-Tyde laughed, glancing over his shoulder to watch as some of the jackals started raiding a local bar. “Looks like drinks are gonna be flowing soon enough.”\n “Wanna drink, boss?!” Franky offered. For once, Kai gave a sheepish laugh and held up a hand defensively. “Maybe a glass o’ water will do me better.” The jackal grunted stupidly.\n “You got it,” Franky responded. The jackals’ leader to the others. “Join in on the fun, boys, We’ll be back shortly.” The others cheered before running off to join in on the rampaging punks while Kai-Tyde and Rail started back towards the Rising Stars. Having had so much fun with the street performance, the rockstar had a new idea burning in his brain... It was time for him to host a proper concert.\n__________________________________________________________________\nThe conflict between Kai Tyde and Rockjaw is getting pretty heated. The more they find a way to get a leg up, the other's already thought of something. Kai might have to start spreading out, His time at the placid dunes has really left a number on the place! \n\nArt by BigBearBruno, who is an up and coming hypnosis artist that I happened to discover this year, actually. 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17: PUNK
Kai-Tyde: The Party That Never Ends
Part 4: Punk
Written by: TiranMaster
    The streets were changing, Kai-Tyde’s music was permeating different parts of Cognizant, the dark alleys and the backstreets being filled with the dragon’s corruptive music. The dragon himself was making his way back towards the bar, a bit of a stagger to his steps. His clothes were still a bit dirty from his fall the day prior, and after the amount of alcohol he’d had in the party the previous night... well, he was a little out of it. The alley he’d woken up in was barely recognizable, the last thing he’d remembered before the night became a blur was head banging with a pretty hot panther.
 Kai’s stomach churned at the idea of head banging, and he clutched at his head, trying to shake away the pounding headache.  The rockstar had been through plenty of hangovers though and this certainly wasn’t his worst, taking a walk in the cool morning air would certainly help clear his head up.
Kai-Tyde was a little concerned that some of those tiger guards might try to cause him some issues while he was walking the streets, but so far he’d been lucky enough to not come across any of them. All he could assume was that his people were still rocking even now in the daytime, so for the moment he was making his way back towards the bar slowly but surely. His head throbbed every now and again, he was very glad to have found a convenience store nearby. It hadn’t taken much effort to bribe the cashier into letting him get some pain-killers and a few bottles of water, especially once Carnivore played her sweet music and had the cashier jumping the counter to join his fellow punks out in the streets.
    Kai was starting to see the effects of his music everywhere he went, the previously clean and orderly streets  became something more fitting of a gang territory. Nearby on a large brick wall, he could see a newly sprayed tag of his face painted across the walls, his big grin hanging over a stylized form of his name. “Well fuck! Someone did a real good job of catchin’ my likeness,” he took a few steps back and framed the image between his hands with an approving nod. The graffiti looked fresh, the artists couldn’t be too far off if. “Might give them a personal thank you,” he chuckled, tracing a finger through the paint to leave his personal endorsement.
    The sound of rapid footsteps approaching caused Kai-Tyde to turn around a little fast, the dragon grunting as he leaned up against a nearby wall. He turned just in time to see a jackal turning at the entrance of the alley, sprinting right down it towards him. The canine was too focused on looking behind him to see where he was going, so he rammed right into Kai’s outstretched palm. “Oof!” the jackal yelped, launching back onto his ass, grunting as he rubbed his chest. “Fuck... what the hell, man?!”
    “Sorry, but what’re you runnin’ from, kid?” Kai-Tyde asked, glancing up curiously to see four more jackals walking into the entrance of the alley. The jackal who’d been running was dressed in pretty normal city attire, a t-shirt, jeans, all standard fare. The ones coming down the alley were Kai-Tyde’s type of guys, all dressed up with collars, shirts with their sleeves torn off, one of them with only a jockstrap on, and all of them sporting glowing eyes. “Oh... look what we have here,” the dragon said, a grin forming on his muzzle.
    “Franky,” one of the jackals called, a wide smile on his face as he led the others towards Kai-Tyde and the runaway canine. “Ya gotta listen to the music, Franky, it’ll show ya a better world!”
    Clambering to his feet, Franky staggered against the wall, looking towards the oncoming punks with an anxious expression. “C’mon, we have to get away from them! They’re those freak punks obsessing over that new rockstar!” It was obvious that the jackal hadn’t taken a good look at him yet, so Kai-Tyde grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and hoisted him up until they were staring face to face. “Wh... what?! O-oh Fuck, not you!” Franky struggled in Kai’s grip, but wasn’t able to do much of anything as he had no leverage.
    “Sorry, Franky, but I’m that new rockstar they’re all loving, and I gotta say I’m really diggin’ their style too.” Turning his head away from his new captive, Kai lifted his sunglasses to get a good look at the oncoming foursome of jackals. “Why look who it is? It looks like some of my dedicated fans have come to pay some tribute.”
    The four froze, their eyes widening before they rushed towards Kai-Tyde, eyes glowing brightly and grins wide as they gathered about the two. “Dude, it’s Kai-Tyde!” “I know, man, I’m looking at him too!” “Kai-Tyde, would you give me a tat?” “Nah, man, give me a tattoo!” They were speaking over one another enthusiastically, babbling amongst themselves while they stared at their idol in awe.
    Giving a dramatic roll of his eyes, Kai-Tyde glanced at his captive with amusement. “What can I say? Fans can be crazy sometimes, but I love their kind of crazy.” The jackal growled and kicked out at his captor causing Kai to almost fumble him, the dragon grunting as he reeled back slightly. “Now... that wasn’t nice.”
    “Fuck you! You’re changing the city, you’re just as bad as those tiger guys! These guys were my friends, but now they won’t shut up about how great you are. None of them looked like this yesterday!” Thrashing about, Franky snarled and attempted to bite Kai’s arm, but the dragon grabbed his head before he could latch onto the dragon’s muscled arm.
    “Now now nowwww, You’ve got it all wrong.  Those meatheads? They’re the rougher stuff. All business, no pleasure. What kind of vacation would that be?,” Kai-Tyde growled, his eyes burning as he leaned in to stare the pup down. “I’m gettin people in touch with the wild side inside everyone’s hearts, and if you’re keepin that beast locked up... Well, I’ll just have to grease the hinges. Boys, do one of you have a pair of headphones that our mutual friend here can borrow?” The four jackals had been in the middle of an argument about who would get a tattoo from Kai-Tyde, something that boggled his mind as he had never tattooed anyone up to this point.
    “OY! Dum dums!” He barked. they all froze, bobbing their heads as if nodding insistently to the song that turned them into these crass thugs.
    “Headphones?” one asked, maw drooling as if someone was holding a steak inches from his nose..
    “Oh, headphones!” another gasped, glancing around desperately to find a pair.
    “Yeah, I got headphones!” the third said, though he wasn’t quite as fast as their fourth friend who ripped a pair from around his neck and held it out reverently to Kai-Tyde.
    “Thanks, bud,” the dragon said, flashing him a grin before turning to his captive once more with a sparkle in his eye. “Now, it’s time you got to experience what you’ve been missing.”
    “No! Get away, stop it!” Franky’s eyes were wide with terror as Kai-Tyde slid the headphones onto his head, making sure they slid properly into his eyes. The headphones were already blaring Kai-Tyde’s personal songs as that’s what the other jackals had been listening to, and so the runaway was subjected to the music at full force in his ears. Kai’s raw lyrics being screamed into his ears caused him to go limp shortly after, eyes starting to glaze over while he hung limply in the rockstar’s grip.
    The music pulsed loud enough for Kai-Tyde to hear, his own ringing tones echoing through the tight alley, shifting the small confines of the alley to a more fitting venue. The walls became smeared with graffiti showing images of musical notes, people thrashing to music, and of course Kai’s own name in vibrant purples and yellows. Franky himself started undergoing changes, his hair shifting from a flat black fur into a growing blue mohawk, his features changing from a blank expression into a fierce smile. The jackal’s eyes started to glow with a deep purple color, a pair of earrings forming in his ear from nowhere. “Looks like he’s coming along well, boys, don’cha think?” Kai asked, setting the jackal down.
    Franky swayed as he was set back down, the other jackals grabbing him to help him stay standing, their friend’s clothing morphing on him. What once was a regular t-shirt and blue jeans was forming into a tank top with ripped off sleeves, as well as a pair of shorts that tightened quite nicely around the jackal’s ass. If Kai-Tyde himself wasn’t still a bit nauseous from his overabundance of alcohol, he might more seriously consider taking Franky aside and see what else might be hiding under those new clothes of his. “Damn,” he grunted, clutching at his head as he shook it a bit.
    “Ya alright, Kai?!” one of the jackals asked, running up to help steady the rockstar.
    “Yeah, I’m fine, just... drank a bit too much,” the dragon growled, straightening up and shaking his head out. “What’re your names?”
    “I’m Rosco!” the one only wearing a jockstrap said.
    “I’m Vance!” The jackal with piercings all over grunted.
    “I’m Chuck!” This jackal was a chunkier guy, his gut popping out from underneath his shirt.
    “And I’m Rail, these are all my goons!” The leader of the jackals said, his mohawk high and tight, several tattoos lining up his muscled arms.
    “I’m... Franky...” Franky said in a daze, apparently able to hear Kai-Tyde despite the music blasting in his ears. His glowing eyes were fixed on Kai with a new expression, one of awe, his pants tight around a growing erection in his pants. The other jackals looked at him proudly, seeing their friend joining their group of rowdy punks.
    “Well, boys, I’ve got a job for you,” Kai-Tyde said, straightening up once the wave of dizziness had gone away. “I’m a bit lost right now, I was throwing a banger at a party last night, and I lost most of it last night.” The jackals all grinned and nodded eagerly, mentioning how they’d gotten swept up in the party, all of them excluding Franky. “Do any of you know a bar by the name of the...” the dragon paused, rubbing at his head as he attempted to remember the name of the bar. He’d been at it for several hours, though the alcohol had been pouring for several hours so he had to really think. “The... Rising Stars?”
    “Oh, yeah!” Rail said, grinning wide as he stepped to the front of the jackals. “I know where that place is... though you’re pretty far out from there.”
    The dragon wasn’t too surprised, it wouldn’t be the first time he’d woken up after a big party and was halfway across the city. “Get me back there.. Plenty of those square tigers are hanging around, and personally I don’t want to deal with them when I’m nursing this hangover. You assholes think you can handle that?”
    The group of jackals deliberated amongst themselves for a few moments, Franky soon slipping down the headphones out of his ears to hear what they were talking about. His transformation had completed, his body a bit more filled out than it had been before, his muscles having gained some definition in the change. Eyeing his ass, Kai was certain that he saw a jockstrap poking out of his pants, the dragon licking his lips unconsciously as he turned his gaze back towards the group as a whole. Rail turned around to smile at Kai-Tyde, though there was a glint in his eye that the rockstar was amused by. “Yeah, we can lead ya there, but we want something in return?”
    “What’ll that be?” Kai asked, cocking his head as he considered grabbing The Carnivore off of his back. It probably wouldn’t be too hard to get them to lead him to the bar with nothing in return... but he liked the moxy of the four.
    “We want you to do a little concert in a certain part of the city. It’s full of jackals like us, and I want everyone to be rockin’ along to your music like we do. I think it’s about time that everyone recognized me as the proper badass of the jackals,” Rail said, grinning from ear to ear as the other jackals whooped and hollered their approval.
    “Fuckin seriously? Come on man, I got a rail spike through my head right now.” He complained. The Jackals threw their fists in the air, pumping rhythmically as the glow of their eyes intensified.
    “ROCK! OUT! ROCK! OUT! ROCK! OUT!”
    Kai-Tyde mulled over the proposition for a moment, admittedly it wouldn’t hurt to spread more of his music to the city, and the jackals were offering to help for a fairly cheap price. Not only that, but he had a soft spot for Rail, the jackal was certainly his kinda punk. Not only that, but imagining a lot of jackals dressed up in punk leather and wearing scanty outfits was a wet dream waiting to happen. “Fine lead the way, Rail,” he said, taking a small bow as he gestured for the jackals to lead him.
    The group of jackals threw their heads back and cackled before starting off, their laughing not unlike a group of hyenas. That image made Kai imagineimagined a combined jackal and hyena band. “Something to consider,” he muttered to himself, striding after the group as he continued to down some water.
    The Jackals were something else. Marching together while growling at any bystander made Kai almost get why Rockjaw liked the military life, if only for the peace of mind. Even other fans that saw the big dragon were met with a shelf of Jackal pecs and a mouth full of snarling fangs.
    “Boss doesn’t wanna be bothered.” Rail grunted.
    “Nobody gets in his way.” Franky affirmed with a savage grin.
    The streets shifted from the beaten up streets that Kai had been traveling to increasingly cleaner ones, ones that were still being walked by everyday people. The dragon looked at them with keen eyes, they weren’t under his sway yet, and they were keeping distance from the five jackals that Kai-Tyde traveled with. If anyone was offended, they were too intimidated by the presence of the tall rockstar to step forward. The jackals weren’t too shy about making their way in the world either, if anything or anyone got in their way, they made a deal out of it. “Hey, grandpa, get outta the way!” Rail shouted at an older jackal, not necessarily ancient, but a good few years older than the jackals in Kai’s retinue.
    “What the hell are you all wearing?!” the jackal gasped, stumbling back as he noticed the group of near naked punks.
    “We’re rockin’ our favorite clothes, got a problem with that?” Franky asked, grinning wide as he strutted towards the older jackal, poking him hard in the chest. “Kai-Tyde’s our idol, and he thinks we look rad, ain’t that right?”
    It warmed Kai’s hard to see the jackal getting into the swing of things, especially as he’d been so against it earlier. At the corner of his eye, he caught a new problem, however. A squad of tigers were pressing their fingers to tiny earpieces nestled into their ears. It was likely that the soldier cat caught wind of Kai’s particular method of trancing and adapted accordingly. Even these thugs weren’t going to be able to handle a straight fistfight from these guys, they were too well trained. Kai gave a beleaguered groan and yanked the older jackal close to him, pressing his forehead to him and leering with a savage smile.
“That’s right, these boys are just wearing my style. Now, why don’t you stick around for a bit longer, old-timer? I think I’ve got a song you’ll enjoy.” Kai-Tyde made his way towards a truck, leaping up into the bed of the vehicle before stepping up onto the roof. “Hey! Listen up!” he shouted, roaring out to the people walking the street.
    Jackals up and down the street turned to face the shouting dragon, eyes widening, fingers being pointed in his direction as people whispered about recognizing him from the news. Kai-Tyde grinned, grabbing The Carnivore from his back, playing a dramatic riff across the strings of his guitar. “My new friends here have said that it’s far too boring around here for their liking, and I’ve got to agree,” he said, the note he’d played humming in the air still.
    “Get down from there!” someone shouted, walking towards Kai-Tyde with an angry expression on his face. Kai’s personal retinue of jackals decided to step in, tackling the guy before he could get too close.
    “Listen to Kai-Tyde,” Vance said, chuckling as Chuck hopped onto his back, pinning the jackal down while Kai continued to speak from his impromptu stage.
    “I heard you’re all stuck in a bit of a rut,” Kai sang, strumming his guitar once more as he pitched his voice into a harmony, singing out to the people walking past. “I think you’re all in need of a new strut~[/i].” The dragon leaned forward, his boot on the edge of the truck as he looked out at all of the jackals.
    “Fuck yeah!” Rail shouted, his fellow jackal punks lending their own voices in agreement.
    The music rang out on the air, growing louder despite the lack of speakers, his claws tracing up and down the strings of his Carnivore. “Perk your ears this way, pups, and get away from your everyday funk! I’m here to bring you the life of a proper punk!” The familiar buzz of his power ran down Kai’s vocal cords, the sensation having become familiar and pleasurable after a night’s rest.
    Already people were stopping their walking, turning their faces towards Kai, their heads bobbing ever so lightly in time to the music that the dragon was pumping out. Dancing his fingers up and down the neck of his precious guitar, Kai felt the vision of the jackals he wanted forming before him. “You’re all so set in your ways, bumper to bumper in a daze. I’m here to show you the rockin’ phrase, my music will catch you in its waves!”
    The jackal pinned under Vance and Chuck was going slack as his eyes glazed over, the music working its magic, his clothing starting to shift, his hair starting to lengthen. “It’s... really good... really... good...” he said in a dull voice, his eyelids drooping, his eyes starting to glow that dim neon color.
    “Toss off those colors, pups, get out from under this world’s junk! I’m here to bring you the life of a rockin’ punk!” Kai was practically shouting the words now, a feeling of righteous anger fueling his music as he saw the jackals living under the control of society. The dragon wanted them, NEEDED them to break free of their chains, to join his rock and roll escape. “All of you toiling and boiling, cooking in a stew pot of bland society. I’m here to bring you out, pull you away from that boring sobriety!”
    From the gathering crowd of jackals, the first of them shouted in agreement, one who was close enough to the edge of society that they burst out into proper punk attire. Others looked at him in shock, though not as much as they might’ve before. His bright red mohawk stood out amongst the bland haircuts of the others, his eyes glowing as red as his hair, his mouth twisted into a smile. “Fuck society! I’m a punk!”
    The tigers had nearly made their way over to Kai-Tyde. But the headache was subsiding just long enough for him to throw up a pair of devil’s horns and cry out. “FUCKIN’ RIOT!” The Jackals grunted, panting as they swelled with anarchistic rage, inhibition leaking out of their brains like they were water balloons Kai finally popped. The Tigers were smothered as the Jackals howled out. It was time to party. It was time to do some DAMAGE.
    “Let loose with those plain clothes, the boring expression, the rank procession! I’m here to bring you into a newer life, one which teems with punks, this is a street repossession!” More and more of the jackals burst into glorious color, their clothes changing, their eyes glowing, and all of them falling under the powerful words of Kai-Tyde. The first shop window shattered as a jackal tossed a rock through it, a car soon being pushed over by a group of the jackals, cans of spray paint being passed out to start graffitiing the walls.
    Watching it from his place on top of the truck, Kai threw his head back and forth as he jammed on his guitar, teeth bared in a constant grin as the jackals started to rebel against the street that used to oppress them. “Fuck yes!” he shouted to the sky, laughing bodily as he finished his playing, the jackals roaring their own approval as all of them were caught up in his wave of punk music.
    The Tiger squad from previous weren’t showing any signs of getting with the program. That was a problem. But the jackals seemed to have the situation under control for now. The big soldiers were pinned down, getting tied to street lights and bullied as the town was lit up with trash fires, overturned cars, and butane lighters flailing to the beat of the tunes played on boom boxes.
    Walking towards Kai were the group of five jackals, all of them laughing and cheering as they watched the once peaceful members of their street join in on the fun of Kai-Tyde’s music. “I think we’ve got somewhere to lead ya to, boss man,” Rail said, grinning as Kai jumped to the ground.
    “Sounds good to me, though you gotta make sure you come back and keep spreading my music here. These guys are fucking awesome,” Kai-Tyde laughed, glancing over his shoulder to watch as some of the jackals started raiding a local bar. “Looks like drinks are gonna be flowing soon enough.”
    “Wanna drink, boss?!” Franky offered. For once, Kai gave a sheepish laugh and held up a hand defensively. “Maybe a glass o’ water will do me better.” The jackal grunted stupidly.
    “You got it,” Franky responded. The jackals’ leader  to the others. “Join in on the fun, boys, We’ll be back shortly.” The others cheered before running off to join in on the rampaging punks while Kai-Tyde and Rail started back towards the Rising Stars. Having had so much fun with the street performance, the rockstar had a new idea burning in his brain... It was time for him to host a proper concert.
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The conflict between  Kai Tyde and Rockjaw is getting pretty heated. The more they find a way to get a leg up, the other's already thought of something. Kai might have to start spreading out, His time at the placid dunes has really left a number on the place!

Art by BigBearBruno, who is an up and coming hypnosis artist that I happened to discover this year, actually. He's almost always ready for commissions and could use a little love.

Story by Tiranmaster, who continues to knock these stories out of the park with Kai Tyde.


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