Medusa's Monaco-Shine

A Story by Abishai100

An unusual image of psyche-mentalism for delusional self-claimed heroics and underworld invisible corruption for treasures-and-art yielding special dialysis.

An adaptation of the themes/concept crime-psycho sensibility film Purple Noon (Alain Delon), which I hope you like,

DISCLAIMER: This work of fanfiction/adaptation offers no commercial/explicit ties to the referenced work (film) of inspiration and all images/references used herein comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' interpretations).

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Mr. Amlan Satan had always a stranger eccentric's view of art and marketing and learned of a special art-museum exhibition of Euro-currency relevance in Monaco, showcased by a corrupt yuppie-couple (Teddy/Marge) and boasting a cyber-culture warrior-woman avatar sketch rumored to be tied to a blood-diamond circle for exploited profits and decided he'd cast himself now as a special psycho-infiltrations 'artist' and demonize the couple while swapping the cyber-avatar sketch with a replica for insurance-gossip drawing Interpol-relation examination eyes, but was he simply one of the countless nerdists of capitalism-race mod-Earthling hyperbole fashioning special fantasy-likeness for consumerism-diplomats?

TEDDY/MARGE: You want post-midnight museum hours for replica-making.

AMLAN: Do you doubt my friendship and requisitions for art-world hyperbole?

TEDDY/MARGE: You're a talented man, Mr. Satan, and your costume's offbeat!

AMLAN: My likeness of a Halloween horror-aesthetics design for art-hype, pals.

TEDDY/MARGE: Why all the interest with our cyber-games art-avatar sketch?

AMLAN: I want to impress you; and all of Monaco's gonna be Halloween-hype!

TEDDY/MARGE: You'll be drawing the fascination of the gods, man, you weirdo.

AMLAN: I just want the exhibit-time to make the costumed theater-sketch IQ.

TEDDY/MARGE: Facebook-like (ha).

Our protagonist antihero dark-prince of self-proclaimed diamonds vigilantism procured the post-midnight private museum exhibition replica-making time to make the swift swap of Teddy's special cyber-universe warrior-woman sketch with a great premade replica after getting the guardsman (Leo) Inebriated on absinthe that drew Monaco's special fashion-fanzine eyes for (rumored) motions in conflict-zone gems smugglers/roadways profits-exploitations for his mod-Earthling age of transit/tourism dodecahedrons (wow).

MEDUSA: Can you hear me, Earth prince of darkness?
AMLAN SATAN: Are you actually the snake-lady underworld deity of hypnosis?
MEDUSA: I'm Medusa, and I'm pleased with your works with art-heist chess.

AMLAN SATAN: Teddy's involvement with blood-diamonds invoked vigilantism!

MEDUSA: You cast yourself as a hero but hold a demon-mind of vanities, Satan.

AMLAN SATAN: So, you contact me after I disposed of the corrupt-yuppie Teddy.

MEDUSA: I'm fascinated by your 'claim' to eco-capitalism theater with crime!

AMLAN SATAN: Wow, I suppose my Catholic-inborn faith didn't shield me now.

MEDUSA: Make me your special/secret oracle-deity for your theater, Amlan.

AMLAN SATAN: I'm either hallucinating this or reached a Hell's basket-diner.

MEDUSA: Complete your dark mission for diamonds-and-art, for democrats.

AMLAN SATAN: How will I know you're still my 'vigilante' consultant, Medusa?
MEDUSA: Let's say I'm concerned with your 'worldly' arts-digit, prince-man.

AMLAN: Good (thanx)...Facebook-like.

The 'talented' Mr. Amlan Satan felt himself coming-undone. Was he actually in-exchange with Medusa, underworld snake-deity of hypnosis, fascinated by his self-proclaimed vigilantism-fury for diamonds-and-art infiltrations darkness, after he disposed of the corrupt-yuppie Teddy and swapped his museum-exhibition cyber-culture warrior-woman femme-avatar sketch with a premade/brought replica and spread Euro-currency street-gossip talk about conflict-zone smugglers 'intelligence' for art's marketing divisions?

INSPECTOR: You met Teddy while working as a waitress (New England).

MARGE: I swear that 'talented' Mr. Satan is possessed by darker forces, sir.

INSPECTOR: We suspect that he was behind that cyber-avatar replica-swap!

MARGE: He was video-recording a drunken guardsman when he got the deed!

INSPECTOR: We've no proof, yet, since the guardsman had befriended him.

MARGE: Damn...well, yes, I met Teddy while working as a waitress.

INSPECTOR: You'd no clue about his rumored ties to blood-diamond motions.

MARGE: I think that 'talented' Mr. Satan figured himself as a vigilante-hero.

INSPECTOR: Psychosis for the underworld psyche, and your Teddy's victim.

MARGE: I want to forget this entire 'matter' of darkness, for Monaco's shine.

INSPECTOR: Poor sweet Marge, lady; you'll find document (Facebook-like).

It was the trickery inside the museum and the replica-swap 'deed' in Monaco pre-disposal of the smugglers-roads corrupted poor-yuppie of Monaco (Teddy) that cast Mr. Amlan Satan, our protagonist antihero prince of darkness, that drew in us a special legend/map for the image of corrupted vanities deformed into a delusional selfie-claim of vigilantism-theater. Was Teddy worth such a dark punishment? Was Marge the only victim? Was the cyber-avatar sketch heist achieved by the 'talented' Mr. Satan a signpost of capitalism's nature-frailty? Was the museum-guardsman (Leo) duped a reflection of the 'troubles' with demo-governance (for all)?