Wine-for-Guns: An English Data

A Story by Abishai100

An Algerian in London makes for a gun-wage with a ruthless 'company' for a misadventure concerning real dowry.

A fun adaptation of Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels (Guy Ritchie).

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MR. AMLAN SATAN: This English location 'mark' makes for my direction in gun-swap (antiques!) with this diamond-company/baron for what shall become a London-bridge 'game' of shadows-and-fiction! (for the soul).

So, our adventure in English-time begins and sees this dashing London-prince, from Algeria, Mr. Amlan Satan, seek-out an (antiques) gun-swap with a (rumored) blood-diamond underworld 'company' perchance to win the affection(s) of a 'damsel' of Euro-currency (Danica) in this 21st-Century Earthling Selfie-culture of commentary for those 'incomplete-distances' readings of (simplified) dowry (for the Ego).

BARON RUTH: These are it; I don't want monkeys; I want exchanges (gems!).

ASSOCIATE: This fella, from Algiers, Satan (Amlan!) has a magic-routine, sir.

BARON RUTH: If you're mistaken, I shall end my Gargoyle (Tony) to execute.

ASSOCIATE: With the guns, bad-baron?

BARON RUTH: Excellence for chess, minion (a 'good' guess!).

DANICA: You want me to be a waitress in Brussels/Belgium, not London/UK.

SATAN: Why you make me feel like Romanticism-bound...I'm all pragmatism!

DANICA: You do make excellent fudge, Mr. Amlan Satan.

SATAN: This gun 'deed' shall finance our expedition (retirement), lovely-girl.

DANICA: Cool (Facebook like).

Well, Baron Ruth got some lovely chocolate-rabbits in 'exchange' for the antiques (guns!) Satan (Amlan) procured for the post-swap communications with his (Interpol-relation?) association in Euro-currency chess (wow). However, Ruth didn't estimate Satan and Danica's flight for Belgian waffles (ha). This was extra credit imagery for invisible storyboards (hmmm).

BARON RUTH: Why this Scarecrow-theater get-up, bad man?
SATAN: I'm all harvest, from the East (originally); and my show's dialysis-IQ.

BARON RUTH: Good (Facebook like!).

Baron Ruth was (eventually) matched, and Satan/Danica became Brussels-sprout 'consciousness' in this 21st-Century Earth-world of those 'incomplete-distances' readings for lifestyle drawn social gossip/conversations. Perhaps they'd be canonized in those Euro-annals of heroics-definition (somehow), Facebook like!

DANICA: You look better with glasses.

SATAN: Not many people claim such praise/confidence.

DANICA: Whatever...good dialysis (for the Ego).

SATAN: Thanx!

If you think this height-tale has the luster of wine-for-guns, post on social media in this 21st-Century what catches the signature quality of incomplete-distances readings of treasure-for-adventure and the raw dangers of inventive (underworld) materialities (if you can). Satan and Danica maybe found themselves as the new age Bonnie and Clyde, and perhaps we all agree they're (certainly/minimally) a social media (toyland) duet for the books/distances. That's the full-story here (without hyperbole).