QuarterWolf

A Story by Abishai100

An offbeat 'lycanthropy-image' of Western metaphysics concerning a wrought deed of sought bonds (for the spirit).

A lycanthropy 'fable' loosely inspired by The Wolfman (Benicio del Toro).

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The great American pro-football spirits captain/quarterback had this special social-media hype to offer as the playoffs approached, concerning the consumerism 'taste' of two special dishes signifying a commerce-culture hospitality optimism for American fortune-commentary. This athlete of great ad-verbs considered these two restaurant/market eats of East-West difference a hand-write for all that'd become a Western expression of capitalism's glitter, as he told. The first dish, the Western/American treat, chicken pot-pie, represented all that was simply superstition/magic about Homeland commerce/comfort/entertainment 'lifestyle' for the spirit.

This unusual and 'iconic' Western-star (Amlan Satan) happened to be a terrific football-quarterback, but as the playoffs approached he was creating all this watercolor(s) for commerce/capitalism ethos with his 2 (East-West) dish-lifestyle 'defense-rhetoric' for consumerism/media, he wondered if he should've disclosed in incredibly dark secret for 'open' commentary from his fans/readers who'd become sportsmanship 'diplomats' of all that was Western/American materialism magic/photo-shares (hmm).

SATAN (Journal): "The wolf is a specter of initiative and instinctual agenda, a creature-being of 'force' and lurking focus for pure visual focus and relentless thirst for consciousness, and if I were to disclose that I was bitten in the woods (camp) as a teen and have been a werewolf (ever since!), how will I create a social-media 'chess-IQ' share in this new life/age of sportsmanship and marketing 'savvy' sanity for all that's an American practical law-abiding 'brain' for Western bread (hmm)?"

GIRLFRIEND: You're a werewolf?
SATAN: Why's that such a joke of a claim or belief (now), Ezzy?
GIRLFRIEND: I'm a patriot/cheerleader, not a fortune-teller or shrink.

SATAN: Look, I'm not crazy/lying, Ezzy.

GIRLFRIEND: What the hell am I to think, Satan (I love you).

SATAN: I'll prove it to you...if you make some lycanthropy comment.

GIRLFRIEND: What, like on Facebook (what)?

SATAN: I'll prove it...look, tonight's a full-moon, and I'll mutate (again).

GIRLFRIEND: Right.

SATAN: When you see my eyes starting to glow yellow, you'll know.

GIRLFRIEND: This is a sarcastic method of telling me you don't trust me.

SATAN: Look, when you see I'm not talking about jaundice, you'll know.

GIRLFRIEND: Well, I live with you...I'll see what you're up to at 8pm!

SATAN: Thanx; go ahead and poke/joke on social-media what you like now.

GIRLFRIEND: Good.

Well, this quarterback of media-greatness 'persuaded' his darling (patriot-cheerleader) Ezzy that he was indeed a werewolf and had been since his teen-years. She was horrified but was honestly sympathetic, since he told her he didn't want anyone to know since he wanted honestly to integrate into America as a normal/loving athlete. Satan told Ezzy that he had this 'vision' to create this capitalism-race/consumerism 'media-imagery' for lifestyle-liberties of Western/American fortunes and luxury for this intelligence intuition concerning why having a 'ravenous' spirit of network optimism for American dreams/life would offer the world a new examination for what's honestly a 'social traffic' color --- that of materialism value.

EZZY: I'm sorry I didn't think you were being honest/sane, Satan.

SATAN: I forgive you, patriot; I'm still at the Wingate (now).

EZZY: How's that lycanthropy self-control remedy-routine coming, hon?

SATAN: It's going well; excited for the Super Bowl; the media-game is good.

EZZY: Crafting those hype-ads about chicken pot-pie and that other item?

SATAN: Excellence; this Wingate (hotel) has become my sanitarium (hmm).

EZZY: Can't wait to see you (again), Satan.

SATAN: Cool (good for social media!).

This tale has a happy-ending (for Amlan/Ezzy), for his lycanthropy magnification had yielded a special conscience-investment and 'interest' for blending his newfound patriot-optimism for capitalism-race 'media-chess' and athletics-hyperbole blended for American life-culture imagination. This would give Ezzy that 'magic-eye' to become his special Earth-confidante for his special 'tribulation' of the spirit, one concerning the moon-shine of transformation and the 'challenge' of world-custom integration to achieve a 'deed' for network bread. Oh, that 2nd item of this 'quarterwolf' design of capitalism/consumerism (East-West cultures) for that playoff-media 'thrill' (for materialism) was the delectable (Indian) soft/zesty luchi-bread, which went well with bloody-red wine and mutton (ha).

EZZY: "I believe in Satan...for luchi's photo-graphic memory."