Red-Castle {Earth}

A Story by Abishai100

Gems-cards treasure(s) highlight this Miami 'picture' about capitalism-dough on Earth, narrated by an anthropologist-Martian.

A United States materialism lore narrated by a spying Martian (Endymion). Thanks for reading,

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Let me tell you the 'fantastic' tale of a Miami (United States) chess-stalemate condition involving interception of blood-diamond baron activity involving a valued media-rich Reds-Series (trade-cards) set creating special 'veils' of capitalism-IQ in the post-9/11 era on Planet Earth, fair but challenging/troubled (indeed!). It's almost made me want to consider converting to Catholicism (hmm).

My name's Endymion, and I'm a spying Martian-alien on the Earth-moon studying the patterns of post-9/11 Earth-track(s) intrigue fueling capitalism-complications on the Blue Planet, so I may develop my journal for civilization architecture, when I retreat into the deep-ocean abyss of Earth as a self-exiled isolationist/scholar, and this journal is a 'record' for species-anthropology for agenda-IQ regarding 'science-fiction' fortune(s).

Now, we know Miami (Florida) had been challenged in its history with immigration 'rush' and post-Revolution (Cuba) exile challenges creating new forms of assimilated capitalism complexity, and this is the setting for our adventure involving diamonds (Sierra Leone), sports-treasure(s), and a chess-stalemate for ideations of civilization cleansing (hmm)!

The diamonds were sullied products from a conflict-zone, moved into a Miami jewelry patron's outfit with ties to the underground he was blind to, unfortunately. That's where our team of 'heroes' known as Red-Mask enters, to create the choreography for treasure-chess in this drama about species-diary (ha).

The protagonist in this Miami-tale is a Red-Mask co-captain (Amlan Satan) who's walked into the jewelry-store and swapped the blood-diamonds with fakes in his own bag, claiming he was sent by the store-patron's 'unholy' buddy (Baron Ion) for an insurance-disclosure at the Miami police-station before returning the original gems, with a special written 'note' which read, "This agent will perform a photo-record of the police-report delivery and return the originals for Ion-media docs (social-media)."

The key/monkey-wrench in this unholy-equation is the insider Esmerelda ('Ezzy') who has worked for just 1 week inside the store and 'clears' the agency-report deed with the patron/owner, claiming she too is a friend of the bad Baron (Ion).

AMLAN SATAN: The store is a Miami 'herald' or diadem of capitalism-perfection, and this diamonds/cards deed will stalemate!

EZZY: We've to move these treasures through media fast before the rogues of Belfast move it into already-troubled UK.

Didn't I already suggest this was an Earth-species 'tale' of immaculate proportion(s)? It really is (indeed!). So our two heroes of Red-Mask, Amlan/Ezzy, move the diamonds and make the invisible swap before casting the Reds-Series (trade-cards) in social-media, falsely claiming Baron Ion's immersed in new capitalism 'investments' concerning sports/media/magazines, and he's about to get more monitor(s)-lights shined right onto his unholy Miami empire of bad dreams (wow).