Monkey-Honey

A fun vignette about underworld intrigue/chess and daring blowing a diamond-handover.

A 'cool' fanfiction-adaptation of the iconic modern dystopian-chic film Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels (Guy Ritchie). Thanks for reading, 

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Amlan Satan and his two pals (Ezzy/Raki) hoped to make a social-media underground commentary splash with a nefarious modern blood-diamond baron named Wily in his New England estate for a gem-swap involving antique-guns/treasures for insurance-veil exposure for a securities-fable of rather monkey-mask proportion.

WILY: I've collected vast treasures of the commerce-environment, and I doubt this trio of musketeers (Satan/Ezzy/Raki) have what it takes to offer a real intrigue/chess-play for my estate's excellence in blood-diamond and toy-collection hedonism.

Despite Wily's arrogance, Amlan Satan appeared at his estate costumed in a theater-costume representing a Mardi-Gras street-spirit infiltration of modern bank-robbery storytelling alongside his two 'associates' (Ezzy/Raki) and hoped to entice the blood-diamond baron for a special social-media commentary-friendly 'examination' for academic journals of capitalism-race handshake.

WILY: What the hell do you three have to share/toast in this exchange?
SATAN: We're going to dance and get you drunk, baron.

EZZY: We'll showcase our gem-toys so you might boast us your antique-guns.

RAKI: Perhaps you'll show us your African-stone treasures for an estate-photo glory.

WILY: Alright.

Amlan met Ezzy/Raki while studying at Dartmouth and became their underground blood-diamond infiltrations-agents for comics-like lore and explored this IQ-venture regarding the stone-treasures of Wily (the ruthless gem-baron tied with 'rogue' terrorism finances) and perhaps hoped to create interest among modern youth on social-media exploring everyday 'street-capitalism' commentary for the benefit of the American/Homeland headmaster(s).

WILY: Here's my antique gun collection, inside my estate-room of securities.

SATAN: This reminds me of something I saw on Facebook (hmm).

EZZY: Where's your blood-diamonds, Wily?
RAKI: We're getting impatient with all this gun-lore grand-headiness.

WILY: Alright.

The trio of New England musketeers hypnotized the evil Wily with their funny glass-gem toys while he showcased his antique-guns collection and eventually was drawn to expose his African blood-diamond collection, which allowed Amlan Satan enough time/space to swap the stones from Sierra Leone with fakes (wow).

WILY: Did you perform this 'examination' of theater social-exchange for journalism?

SATAN: We're merely 'musketeers' of the social-media landscape of treasure-chess.

WILY: I suppose you're a fan of the journalism-calligraphy landscape.

SATAN: We'll make sure your insurance-gems lines are drawn to street-hyperbole.

WILY: Alright.

SATAN: Are you a fan of street-journalism culture for capitalism-race heads?

WILY: I feel somehow 'fooled' into a 'state' of hospitality.

SATAN: Never fear the 'currency' of American/Homeland handshakes,

WILY: Alright.

"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)