Fight Club II (Fan-Fiction)

Amlan can't get his alter-ego Tyler out of his mind, despite his dream of retiring in Lisbon, once-more into the Fight Club diary, this time with blood-diamond data.

One extra Fight Club (sequel) adaptation/fanfiction, about European blood-diamond dance! What do you think (deep)? 

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Europe is a continent of great modern commercial intrigue. It's also the place where great capital cities like Lisbon and Paris draw in tourism and create the modern special need for anti-terrorism securities. Lisbon (Portugal) is the sight of our modern story. My name is Amlan. I've been working as a photojournalist in Lisbon, covering horse-racing, ever since I'd abandoned my evil alter-ego Tyler Durden, when we'd worked as American infiltrators of blood-diamond traffic in America, subverting the influence of capitalism-barons smuggling conflict-gems mined by warlords to finance terrorism. I've left that complex life behind me, and now I seek a life of photojournalism in Lisbon.

I attended an iconic tennis match in Lisbon between the two titans of women's tennis, Graf and Seles. It was a grand 3-set marathon match, 7-5, 6-7, 8-10, with Seles prevailing in the end of this grudge-match in Portugal. Afterwards, I started seeing visions once more of my evil alter-ego Tyler Durden who started goading me into getting back into the 'mix' of political actions and revolutionary intrigue, despite my honest attempt to just watch a terrific and peaceful women's tennis game in Lisbon, friends.

TYLER: This Graf-Seles rivalry has drawn in United Kingdom monarchy carrying diamond treasures!

AMLAN: So?

TYLER: C'mon, man, can't you smell the terrorism dangers now regarding diamond piracy in Lisbon?
AMLAN: Something smells not right here again, Tyler.

TYLER: You're so...federal, Amlan.

AMLAN: Here we go again, Tyler.

Tyler's right. All this tennis rivalry symbolizing diplomatic peace and drawing in UK monarchy audiences and a diamond treasure showcase will surely draw in these blood-diamond pirates into peaceful Lisbon. I wonder what the gods of governmental observation have to say about all this, and I'm certain Interpol will be one of those regulatory diary bodies now.

TYLER: Amlan will recruit two special thieves to take the United Kingdom diamond-showcase treasures before the terrorists.

Now, we all knew the UK diamond treasures were being held for viewing at the prestigious Espirito bank in Lisbon (Portugal). My job was to recruit two special ninja infiltrators into this ad-hoc Fight Club mission in Lisbon to take the diamond trophies before the terrorists immersed in blood-diamond hellmouths got their dirty little fingers in them, ahead of Interpol eyes. This would be a Fight Club sequel in Lisbon, folks.

I've always considered myself a nerd, or nerdist. I enjoy things like Apple iMacs, Windows Mobile, and Intel/Cigna trophies. Here I am again in Lisbon abandoning my photojournalism retirement and drawn into the brain of my evil alter-ego Tyler Durden who's managed to persuade me to intercede on diamond-piracy in Portugal ahead of anti-Interpol terrorists. I might have to match wits with a super-terrorist. Am I up to this challenge for Fight Club mission-work in Lisbon?

I draw the strings and recruited two ninja members into the Fight Club division in Lisbon. We're masked and disguised and wielding water-guns fitted with an internal glass tube filled with corrosive acid. We're to talk into the Espirito bank in Lisbon (Portugal), claiming we're circus performers seeking photos of the Belgian diamonds belonging to Max Zorin (reputed terrorist and tycoon!) and placed alongside the safe-box holding the visiting UK diamond-showcase treasures. We're escorted into the safe-box area with our costumes and toys for the TV cameras, but once inside, we reveal our toy water-guns are filled with acid!

BANK MANAGER: What the hell is this media stunt to prove, gentlemen?
AMLAN: We're Fight Club, not gentleman, sir!

BANK MANAGER: What's your plan, here?
AMLAN: We want photos of the United Kingdom diamonds as well as those of Zorin.

BANK MANAGER: What're your audience here supposed to do, gentlemen?

AMLAN: Play without acid-gun and metal-board demos of course, while being videoed!

While our tending 'bank audience' is enjoying this acid-gun demo inside the vault area of the Espirito bank in Lisbon (Portugal), I swap Max Zorin's open and revealed blood-diamonds with fake replicas hidden in my shoes. We walk out of that Lisbon bank appearing to be circus media-stunt specialists trying to create a special Lisbon TV presentation on modern anti-terrorism theatrics regarding diamond-piracy observations! The press called our 'circus-team' the Fight Club axis of Euro-dance. What a show, friends!

MAX ZORIN: When I discover the roots of this whole 'Fight Club' nonsense, I'll assign every terrorist in Europe to hunt them.

Meanwhile, Tyler has met a gorgeous blonde-gypsy in Lisbon and has carried on a sexy affair as the two are enjoying Lisbon food and drink and taking advantage of their discovered diamond-linked Fight Club gold cards. It's business as usual for Tyler.

However, love has blossomed for me too! I've met an incredible intelligent gypsy lady named Esmerelda in Portugal and have confided in her my deep membership in the Fight Club missions. She's shocked, but our love is flowering, and I plan to marry her I think, once I finally graduate from my Tyler Durden academy.

TYLER: Next, we'll be going to the horse-track to steal more blood-diamond belonging to the super-terrorist Max Zorin!

AMLAN: Now, at this horse-trace, we'll encounter three super-celebrities who'll bring their whole television security teams.

TYLER: We make off with the Zorin gems from the horse-track, and Amlan's been brilliant, so we bought him this car.

AMLAN: I think all this Fight Club nonsense will have me placed in some kind of anti-terrorism squad in America!

ESMERELDA: I thought you dreamed of retiring to marry me, dear Amlan.

AMLAN: Honey, if the shadow of Tyler Durden is gone, I won't daydream about mission-teams ever!

ESMERELDA: Why do I get the feeling there's an aroma of male-dogma lingering in Lisbon?

TYLER: Amlan will never get rid of me, and this blood-diamond adventure is merely one more piece of evidence.

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)