Proposals

A Story by Abishai100

A capitalist-prince considers wooing a 'girlfriend' who's enduring a Vegas-courtship indecisiveness with her boyfriend; and the 'prince' may find a quiet Ego.

A capitalism romance of pensive proportion adapted from Indecent Proposal (Robert Redford), which I hope you like,

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Prince Amlan Satan had been a diamond-market insurance monitor (with Interpol-relation) after spending cyber-time working as an intelligence-infiltrations 'James Bond' character in the world of blood-diamond corruption and looked to retire in Las Vegas, suiting up and seeking a special princess-bride to make his friend and share with her his inherited/earned fortunes, and perhaps to share this newfound life-vision with other like-minded capitalists on modern social-media.

INTERPOL: Blood-diamond corruption today threatens the world-gem exchange and makes 'rogue' terrorism-finance woe!

PRINCE SATAN: I'm bringing to Vegas my special/magical Browns-McDonald's consumer-market sports 'treasure' for social-chat!

Amlan was a wizard at chess and boasted this special white-cream marble chess-set/board which he brought with him to Vegas to find his special princess-bride, and perhaps he'd show her how chess-IQ had helped him 'erect' his special modern American empire of dreams and intelligence (wow). However, he wasn't yet sure who'd be willing to enter his world of American fortunes and consider becoming a 'real' princess of the America (ha).

He met a lovely couple in Vegas, considering marriage, but wavering, and the couple, composed of a somewhat aimless young man (Ang) who fancied himself as a card-shark and his lovely ice-skating Vegas show-girl (Tandy) who kept insisting they get married in the Vegas chapel, and Amlan had fallen in love with Tandy, convinced he found the 'princess' he'd always envisioned in his dream of cultivating the 'personality' chess driven social-media culture of friendship-driven networking/conversation (hmm).

TANDY: You offered Ang (my love) $2M for one weekend with me during this time we'd concocted to consider a Vegas-hitch?
AMLAN: That's right, Tandy; and if Ang declines in his proposal, and you find me a 'worthy' prince, then you'll marry me now.

TANDY: I dunno what to say, Mr. Satan; you seem to have 'everything' an American ambition-man could want...everything.

AMLAN: I've always had this strange 'vision' or 'chess-dream' to find the right 'princess-bride' to complement my ambitions.

TANDY: That's interesting; and you're quite charming/sensitive about the sharing of wealth, but I've 'leaned' on Ang (wow).

AMLAN: That's cool, Tandy; you know I've this pocket-doodle drawing of my 'dream-girl' (a comics-art drawing of romance).

TANDY: Maybe you'll find that 'drawn' girl someday...or already have (eh?).

AMLAN: Thanks...you've been such a great 'compatriot' in this proposals-mission; you should enjoy some skating (on me!).

TANDY: Alright.

ANG: What did your 'Prince' of Vegas reveal, Tandy?
TANDY: He's a lonely Prince of capitalism's great race, Ang; he showed me his 'heroine-girl comics doodle drawing' (hmm).

ANG: He didn't find you the right match, eh?
TANDY: I 'politely' nudged him to keep seeking, Ang (I hope our courtship blossoms because of this Vegas lesson/encounter!).

ANG: It will...America is about 'wrought' dreaming and the art of endurance, Tandy.

TANDY: Right!

CHAUFFEUR: What did you show the lovely skating-girl Tandy, sir?
AMLAN: Geoffrey my best-friend, I showed her my doodle of a dream-girl I keep in my pocket (from younger days!).

CHAUFFEUR: You'll find this 'vision' someday, Mr. Satan; after all, America's about experience and memory.

AMLAN: Right (thanks, Geoffrey).