Wonderland Blvd.

A Story by Abishai100

A story about American media-adventure and dark intrigue (and dazzle!), a reflection of arguable free-speech distancing.

An homage to adult-media and all its Americana 'depression' and inspired by the iconic/jarring film Wonderland. Enjoy!

----

====

The adult-media industry in the cyber-era was based in a Western site called Wonderland Blvd., where shared visions of passionate storytelling and graphic human action made for excellent modern American drama, worthy of real recordings on classic media/devices like vintage tapes/VHS.

The name of the adult-media company was called Leprechaun, and it was composed of various members who hailed from Catholic backgrounds, even though they weren't necessarily all Irish. These performers/producers hoped and wished to offer the cyber-audience a true taste of an American genre celebrating the raw joy of human immersion into the adult world of great socialized daylight!

The funding for Leprechaun came from various new era princes investing in cyber-community projects/initiatives catering to a new and exciting democratic audience in this 20th-anniversary year of 9/11.

One of the producers is Amlan Satan, who's also a lead-storyteller and performer of Leprechaun and also deals with underground Interpol-relations cyber-investigations leading to underworld piracy-gem traffic stretching to economically-complicated areas like Northern Ireland (UK), where investors may be mired in various politically troubling sores. This makes Satan a sort of Errol Flynn or James Bond of the cyber-adult market!

Satan of Leprechaun had to answer to a major investor/tycoon in California (Wonderland Blvd.) named Nash who's buying fun and luxuriously designed lavish interiors/furnishings catering to an indulgent friends-circle. This is the type of pageantry surrounding capitalism frills that make for extraordinary community folklore and unusual cultural vanities. It's why Satan of Leprechaun always approaches the luxury-lairs of the tycoon-investor Nash with a certain dash of fear-humility.

SATAN (Leprechaun): Our performers are wide-based culturally and attractive and represent a cross-section of modern world.

The adult movie-sets of Leprechaun were quite fun and intensive, and they reflected a social investment in the technics-tools of the trade and sophistication-gadgets! This was fun homemade media, and it reflected American immersion in cultural value/gems, so Satan (of Leprechaun) wanted to hype the entire 'project' of Wonderland Blvd. as a satellite of socialized...demos.

The adult-genre had produced much intrigue since its original conceptions and social drama/folklore, and it'd inspired multiple American novels/cinema about the 'raw adventure' of this type of action-storytelling. This is what made Leprechaun a reflection of this historic Western dance.

Since Amlan Satan (Leprechaun) was now the cyber-prince of this adult adventure, he wanted to evade the underworld evils constructed/erected by the dark-horse evil warlock Nash who'd continued to invest heavily in all sorts of cult-entertainment. In fact, Prince Satan (Leprechaun) hoped to advertise market himself as an idealist or 'Orson Welles' of the cyber-adult experience, a 'nerdist' of capitalism-daydreams.

SATAN (Leprechaun): We offer our performers/members rental-scooters for a California experience in street-dreams!

The secret side-hobby/sideshow of Leprechaun was soccer video-games (Sega, Playstation, Xbox), and many members of this underground 'circle' relished in the sheer thrill and elegant-dance of the beautiful game and its imprintation on the lush screens of video-game media. Soccer video-games became to Leprechaun what knitting was to the old housewives-clubs of the 1950s.

SATAN (Leprechaun): We're so proud of our beautiful magical adult-media angels, we consider them heroines of democracy!

Prince Amlan Satan (Leprechaun) was himself an extraordinary good chef of French-Asian cuisine and Irish curries and catered to his clubhouse guests with awesome dinners of thanks and wines. This was a great underground American dream...and it was really creamy.

Fortunately, the sideshow 'soccer hobby' of Leprechaun was a symbol of the network's 'genius' in terms of a socialized celebration of the design/dance of active fitness and media-driven fanfare behind world sports. After all, we didn't want such a 'company' to fall under the dark critique of being oblivious to modern civilization festivals.

The annual Leprechaun summer-feasts became legendary and were likened to something right out of a Lewis Carroll work at Wonderland Blvd.

When tycoon Nash ordered Prince Satan and his buddies to perform blood-diamond bank robberies in the West to pay some investment-returns for their company's cult-following, things started to become bloody-dangerous, but Satan and his Red Hood Gang buddies managed to pull off nifty diamond-heists using water-guns filled with acid, made to look like 'toy' demos.

When one of the company's legends was killed, perhaps by Nash's merciless henchmen, Leprechaun kept going, but it was now composed of great spirited performers/producers suddenly cognizant of this duty to honor the legacy of American-driven socialized daylight.