Dock-Walk with Sport: Medusa

Underworld-deity 'commission' finds a Blue-Planet prince of gear/sport/fanfare linking competition with work for synthetics.

Medusa featured world-vignette. Happy Tuesday, all, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction contains images/references with no ties to any person(s)/body and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/translation/criticism).

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MEDUSA: Greeting to you, prince of Earth sports fashion-gear and style!

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Well, I didn't think you were real, snake-lady of hypnosis.

MEDUSA: I am in deeds and find you through this (secret) cyber-hack email.

AMLAN: How'd you get into my computer, snake-deity?

MEDUSA: My concern concerns obsession with capitalism/fashion here (now!).

AMLAN: What do you want with me now?
MEDUSA: I'd like you to make a cyber-board (representation) for sports/style.

AMLAN: I'm a Duke (basketball) and Dartmouth (football) fan, snake-lady!

MEDUSA: Good...don't fail me, prince (Facebook-like).

Amlan knew his natural youth-culture 'fascination' with 'fantastic' imagery for capitalism reflection/symbolism drew him to special cyber-traffic hospitality storyboards concerning fortune and the Ego and competition and uniforms, but he couldn't anticipate Medusa, underworld (secret) goddess of snake-like mobility and hypnosis-powers of the dark-side of the known universe, would find interest for his work with sports 'fashion' for magazine Earth jars (for leviathan/uncertainty).

AMLAN: I've a special idea to link street-fan gears for TV-moments memories.

MEDUSA: Good...craft a cyber-tell about incomplete-distances readings for IQ.

AMLAN: A key moment?

MEDUSA: I don't care...something about your Selfie age of competition class!
AMLAN: Cool, thanx...perchance I find something 'street' chores for royalty.

MEDUSA: Good (don't fail).

Amlan hustled to make the right jar-contents of Medusa's 'requisitions' of things of sports/style/society; and he knew he was made 'mark' as diplomacy-human for Earth realm 'fascination' with treasures/insurance/titles. After all, Super Bowl TV-ad culture had become revenue-intelligence for the Western world, and that's why Medusa challenged the prince to 'link' some competition uniforms for TV/capitalism 'reflection' of Blue-Planet mirror (wow).

Amlan was well-way into this Medusa-mission for fashion/sports/uniforms when he suddenly got that eerie feeling the snake-deity of the dark-side of the (known) universe was (somehow mysteriously) making him a special pawn-elf for some calculator-schematic for vanity images of symmetry/axes concerning fortune and risk. It was a symbolic task and had the ear-brain marks of things of danger and labor (damn). What would Amlan do? Would he complete the task under penalty-of-gods...or find some doctor-note 'excuse' for evading some deep sewing of Blue-Planet leviathan (for the Ego)?

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)