Alpha Wolf
"Alright I'll take the job, just tell me where its at." You say.
After Erik gives you the information, you ride your Harley to the studio.
When you arrive on the set, you see a bunch of snot nosed wolflings hanging around trying to look "tough". Some of them are in human form, but you can smell them for who they truly are though. These cubs today, you swear they would've never lasted back in the old days. All flash and nothing to back it up. (Though you don't mind looking at the young females that are there) That's why they hang out in packs. You never did that even when you were young. You were always a lone wolf.
"Hey who's the fossil?" one of them asks.
"Hey Grandpa, the remake of Old Yellow is next door!"
This causes a howl of laughter from all of them, until you confront the one who said it. Probably the leader no doubt. Not even in wolf form. Pathetic.
"I'm going to give you time to transform into a more adequate fighting form before I neuter you." You calmly explain.
"You? You're like 300 years old! I could take "
Can't say you didn't give him a chance.
You immediately pounce on him, knocking him down while clamping your jaws on his face and digging your fangs in.
"HOLY SHIT DUDE!" one of them shouts.
"Oh my god he's killing him!" a female screams.
"Get him off of him, get him off of him!"
While them all attempt to pull you off of their leader you hear a familiar voice that gets your attention.
"Well, I see Erik passed my script over to you, good. I'm also glad to see you're still as anti-social as usual Wolf." Mary says as you finally get off of your misguided heckler and approach her. She still looks the same, though she looks a lot better now that she got rid of that hair style she used to have and dyed it blonde.
"Just re-establishing the proper hierarchy, nothing more."
"Hmm, always the Alpha Male, that was what I always loved about you. So primal. Maybe later I can dress in a little red cloak and we can reenact a fairy tale."
"Some fairy tale, as I remember you loved a lot of beings."
"Hey I can't help who I am. I was created this way."
"Just like Frankie eh?"
"Don't you compare me to that sicko! Yes we are controlled by our genetics to a certain degree, but as you damn well know I rose above them! I made my own identity. I'm a successful director and writer now, so what if I have a healthy sexual appetite? There's nothing wrong with that, I'm sure you'd agree given all the beings you had your way with before, after and DURING your marriage!"
"Look never mind all that. I got a real problem with this film." You say side stepping her correct accusation.
"What's wrong with it?"
"What's wrong with it? Are you kidding me? It sucks! It makes a mockery of werewolves! You even named one of them fucking Benji!"
"Well comedy is popular now. Plus children like monsters just as long as they aren't too scary, so I was hoping to make it a family film."
"ARRGH! I don't DO family films! This is insulting and demeaning!"
"How? Come on Wolf. In most horror movies you've made you always got killed in the end by a human, how was that any less demeaning?"
"Because at least I was portrayed as feared monster that killed a bunch of people! I can play ball with the humans and their idealistic notion of good always having to overcome evil and all that but THIS! This makes me into a fucking joke! I can't even believe you of all people wrote this no wait I can. You fucking undead don't have any consideration for anyone, but yourselves."
"You know I'm technically not even undead, I'm created from several dead bodies. I'm more of a golem." Mary attempts to correct you.
"Who gives a shit, you're still basically a walking corpse, and your flesh is dead. You're Undead in my book."
"You know for someone who hasn't been able to find a job in months and is basically just rotting away in his little cabin, you'd think that you'd be a little more appreciative. I wrote this with you in mind you hairy bigoted asshole!"
You don't know whether to take that as an insult or as an attempt for her to try to make amends for the past.
After Erik gives you the information, you ride your Harley to the studio.
When you arrive on the set, you see a bunch of snot nosed wolflings hanging around trying to look "tough". Some of them are in human form, but you can smell them for who they truly are though. These cubs today, you swear they would've never lasted back in the old days. All flash and nothing to back it up. (Though you don't mind looking at the young females that are there) That's why they hang out in packs. You never did that even when you were young. You were always a lone wolf.
"Hey who's the fossil?" one of them asks.
"Hey Grandpa, the remake of Old Yellow is next door!"
This causes a howl of laughter from all of them, until you confront the one who said it. Probably the leader no doubt. Not even in wolf form. Pathetic.
"I'm going to give you time to transform into a more adequate fighting form before I neuter you." You calmly explain.
"You? You're like 300 years old! I could take "
Can't say you didn't give him a chance.
You immediately pounce on him, knocking him down while clamping your jaws on his face and digging your fangs in.
"HOLY SHIT DUDE!" one of them shouts.
"Oh my god he's killing him!" a female screams.
"Get him off of him, get him off of him!"
While them all attempt to pull you off of their leader you hear a familiar voice that gets your attention.
"Well, I see Erik passed my script over to you, good. I'm also glad to see you're still as anti-social as usual Wolf." Mary says as you finally get off of your misguided heckler and approach her. She still looks the same, though she looks a lot better now that she got rid of that hair style she used to have and dyed it blonde.
"Just re-establishing the proper hierarchy, nothing more."
"Hmm, always the Alpha Male, that was what I always loved about you. So primal. Maybe later I can dress in a little red cloak and we can reenact a fairy tale."
"Some fairy tale, as I remember you loved a lot of beings."
"Hey I can't help who I am. I was created this way."
"Just like Frankie eh?"
"Don't you compare me to that sicko! Yes we are controlled by our genetics to a certain degree, but as you damn well know I rose above them! I made my own identity. I'm a successful director and writer now, so what if I have a healthy sexual appetite? There's nothing wrong with that, I'm sure you'd agree given all the beings you had your way with before, after and DURING your marriage!"
"Look never mind all that. I got a real problem with this film." You say side stepping her correct accusation.
"What's wrong with it?"
"What's wrong with it? Are you kidding me? It sucks! It makes a mockery of werewolves! You even named one of them fucking Benji!"
"Well comedy is popular now. Plus children like monsters just as long as they aren't too scary, so I was hoping to make it a family film."
"ARRGH! I don't DO family films! This is insulting and demeaning!"
"How? Come on Wolf. In most horror movies you've made you always got killed in the end by a human, how was that any less demeaning?"
"Because at least I was portrayed as feared monster that killed a bunch of people! I can play ball with the humans and their idealistic notion of good always having to overcome evil and all that but THIS! This makes me into a fucking joke! I can't even believe you of all people wrote this no wait I can. You fucking undead don't have any consideration for anyone, but yourselves."
"You know I'm technically not even undead, I'm created from several dead bodies. I'm more of a golem." Mary attempts to correct you.
"Who gives a shit, you're still basically a walking corpse, and your flesh is dead. You're Undead in my book."
"You know for someone who hasn't been able to find a job in months and is basically just rotting away in his little cabin, you'd think that you'd be a little more appreciative. I wrote this with you in mind you hairy bigoted asshole!"
You don't know whether to take that as an insult or as an attempt for her to try to make amends for the past.