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I'm pretty sure that none of the apocalypse beasts in the Revelation of St. John the Divine are traditionally raccoons.
But that's not gonna stop me from trying. I'm pretty sure if I drink enough mutagens, I can get up to at *least* ten eyes and seven horns.
And I hear that the blood of saints is a taste you can acquire with practice. Maybe I'll start putting it on salads.
All I gotta do then is get big enough for @anthracite to ride me down the streets of Babylon (aka Washington) and this nightmare will finally be over.