Bo' Rai Cho: Set/Execution

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated 'claim' of a James Bond type 'character' who believes he's a video-game avatar 'incarnation' and must match a Martian in chess, for Earth-engine.

An homage to video-game lore regarding what makes a combat-avatar like Bo' Rai Cho (Mortal Kombat) inspirational for fellows in the world of Earth-expressions.

DISCLAIMER: The fanfiction references to the Mortal Kombat franchise offer no formal/legal ties to any of its media/avatars and are therefore presented here as personal representations of art-genre extension.

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My name is Amlan Satan and I've been staying at the Wingate in North America while using WiFi resources to infiltrate blood-diamond cyber-communications/labyrinths creating bridges between Northern Ireland (United Kingdom) and British Columbia (North America).

I keep in my paid hotel-room a special bowling-trophy I earned/won while competing in a special New Jersey (Eastern) tourney which had seen a few media-figures endorse/appear in this modern post-9/11 era of great commercial bridges to lifestyle-consumerism oriented entertainment/activities (wow).

However, I've a 'dark' secret, and it's this --- I believe I'm the incarnate humanoid Earth rendition of the Mortal Kombat martial-arts combat character, the chubby drunken-master Bo' Rai Cho, who's got this 'uncanny skill to use special balancing acts and wit(s) to tackle just about any adversary/nemesis. Bo' is affable and serious, charming and stern, and he represents some of my outlook/attitudes towards life and risk, which is why I believe I may be the Earth incarnate of this prince of darkness/mystery!

Of course, 'believing' I'm a cyber-wizard of martial-arts charms and magic doesn't pardon me from my Wingate 'chess' work with blood-diamond infiltration with Interpol-relation, which is why I sometimes take jets to cities where baron-boxes have to be 'burned' and then gems swapped in insurance-silos with theater-veils to create media-messages about insurance double-synthetics so as to 'cover' the globe baron-investments in diamonds sullying the gem-treasury of modern Earth (ha).

Some consider me a 'James Bond' of the modern world of diamond-chess, but I believe I'm not James Bond but, in fact, Bo' Rai Cho, the 'excellence' master in combat-training and charming philosophy, although I myself am a practicing 'normal' Catholic and world-citizen, but I like making social-media posts on comic book forums casting myself as a 'combat-vigilante' of the capitalism-defense(s) 'matrix' of the post-9/11 age (hmm).

BANK MANAGER (Northern Ireland): We'd not anticipated IRA, and our Irish teller was taken for media after the gem-swap!

Aside from my work with the 'fight' against gem-piracy sully of the global diamond matrix, I consider my life rather philosophical and educational, and I'm a fan of the American writers Theodore Dreiser and Edith Wharton, and I'm also a fan of sports (baseball/volleyball), and I collect Series-sets (trade-cards) of iconic teams/organizations that cast a consumerism-IQ regarding the 'chess-play' of capitalism treasure collections, symbolizing the lifestyle-infused 'prayers' of commercial vanities nevertheless bridging fortune...with eloquence (hmm).

My life was therefore more or less somewhat 'basic' in terms of a marriage between 'James Bond' work(s) and lifestyle hobbyist arts/activity and storytelling, and all this changed when a spying Martian hacked into my private-Wingate channel and challenged me to a stalemate-chess match to warrant a non-invasion policy and self-exile himself to the Earth deep-ocean abyss without any future threat of dangerous species-contact. I accepted this challenge and kept the Martian's secret by telling everyone my 'stalemate-adversary' was simply an 'artist' from another dimension (ha).

MARTIAN: Damn; you've used a 'cool' rook-bishop double-line to ward-off queen-knight advance(s) here, against me; damn.

ME ("Bo' Rai Cho"): Excellence, Martian-alien friend; for this sovereignty-diplomacy 'triumph' hails me as your equal in war!

MARTIAN: Damn; seems you've 'earned' your special 'video-game' avatar endorsement privately for journals/art(s).

ME: Indeed; you can remember me as the great Earth-prince and escalation-artist, Bo'.

Ironically, this alien chess deed warranted my own sense(s) of self-confidence and storytelling, and I christened the 'event' with a special baseball-themed chess-set which I now use to cast imagery on cyber-forums regarding the quality of sportsmanship on Earth as it re-presents a 'human race' consciousness for sovereignty/capitalism.

WIFE: I thought my life in Transylvania as a folk-dancer was offbeat, but this new one with you, Satan, living with your 'secret' makes me feel more like a nightingale-of-epistemology than I'd ever felt even in Romania!