Strangers/Echelon: Phone-ReservedA Story by Abishai100An Earth-sports fanfare 'prince' offers a pardon-trophy to a maniac who requires an American item of thesis value.
A world-chance dark fable inspired by the home-invasion goosebumps franchise/film-series The Strangers, which I hope you like, DISCLAIMER: This work of media/movie fanfiction contains images/references with no ties to any representative person(s)/body (e.g., NFL cards) and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views). ---- ==== Well, Mr. Amlan Satan was cozied up in his American suburbia townhouse in his small haven (a mall-comforts town called Echelon) after his deceased parents had left him the property for life-luxury, inspiring him to make commemorative sportsmanship-culture cyber-storyboards about TV-football culture adverbs of Selfie-interest, and invoking in him a capitalism-symbolic interest to complement his football-cleats superstitions tales with a special Thanksgiving-TV culture 'trophy' (a Detroit-city QB-rookie card of Super Bowl premonitions for Earthling metaphysics/fiction). That's what made his American Homeland town-house in Echelon a mark for a deranged Stranger (self-titled) who wanted to make mark of his Thanksgiving-TV football culture trophy-holding home a door-knock for patriotism-challenge and adversarial adjectives for the Ego (damn). On Devil's Night, the night preceding Halloween Eve in the American Homeland, the Stranger knocked on our protagonist prince's home-door to inquire of his football-culture trophy-card storyboard to see if he'd become an Earthling messenger of the 'ghost-magic' of Blue-Planet fiction. Follow along, friends. STRANGER: I've brought my doll-angel with me on Devil's Night (masked). MR. AMLAN SATAN: Just as you are, Stranger, ok. STRANGER: I want you to procure that Thanksgiving-football trophy for us. MR. AMLAN SATAN: You're a Halloweentime duet of masked hellmouth(s)? STRANGER: Do you have that football card (Detroit-city QB-treasure), man? STRANGER: Maybe we are...Happy Halloween (fiction end). STRANGER: You've that Detroit-city Super Bowl premonitions QB-treasure? MR. AMLAN SATAN: That Matt Stafford Lions-rookie item, pre-Bowl image. STRANGER: Give it to me, and I'll spare your soul, for America's pride. MR. AMLAN SATAN: I've two copies, and one is signed. STRANGER: Gimme the signed edition, Earth-prince of football (now!). MR. AMLAN SATAN: We've a compact-iQ (then) for trophy's dowry? STRANGER: Good deal (antiterrorism-phrased for thanks). MR. AMLAN SATAN: Thanx (farewell). STRANGER: Farewell (Facebook-like). Friends, Mr. Amlan Satan acquired a miracle-pardon from the Stranger and his masked angel-lady of Hell, who knocked on his door on Devil's Night, the night-before Halloween's Eve, to procure that Thanksgiving-football TV-culture trophy-card; and our protagonist-prince hero offered the signed-copy of his double-set of treasures, one signed, one unsigned, to the Stranger. Amlan kept the unsigned copy/edition; and he used it to create a special patriotism/fanfare football-cleats superstitions storyboard on the cyber-stage for a sportsmanship image for what'd become an Earthling allusion for the fortune-paranoia of TV-culture comfort (for all!). Amlan cheered his miracle-pardon from the nihilism hand-axes of the masked Stranger on Devil's Night with a world-exchanges reflection (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) online and expressed how the keep of his (unsigned) Detroit-QB football card-trophy signaled his trumpet-laurel for Earthling cleats of the field goals of hospitality's guaranteed securities of humility...and bread. GIRLFRIEND: You claim you were harassed by a demonic Stranger, at home? MR. AMLAN SATAN: I guess I found the pardon-note for escape and Heaven! GIRLFRIEND: Did he pardon you for your concession of that signed card? MR. AMLAN SATAN: I gifted him the signed QB-card and kept the unsigned. GIRLFRIEND: There's always room for humility in our Selfie-qualia, ok. MR. AMLAN SATAN: I've become a comics' Ichabod Crane, darling (sure). GIRLFRIEND: For leviathan/uncertainty (Selfie-chore). MR. AMLAN SATAN: Quite cool (thanx for the shining, darling). "Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). ==== "Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes) © 2024 Abishai100 |
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