San Diego Walkie

A Story by Abishai100

A smart Robin-Hood like fellow of SoCal attempts a bank-gem operation but must choose between a gorgeous teller or his fantasy Galatea-mannequin as his wind.

A Cali-heist adventure drawn from various media/comics.

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Amlan Satan graduated from Dartmouth and returned to his beloved SoCal area of San Diego where he spent 1 year on an exchange-program and hoped now, as a Catholic-convert, to become immersed in the Homeland capitalism-race culture of personality-handshakes in social-media drawing intelligentsia/nerdists of the commerce-securities landscape.

However, when he got to San Diego and settled into his beach-apartment and spent Friday nights reading novels and making cyber-fanfiction adaptations, he started daydreaming he'd fallen in love with a mall-mannequin whom he named 'Galatea' (after the ancient myth of a female sculpture of gorgeous proportion who hypnotizes her creator who fantasizes her coming-alive!). He started drifting from his normal job as a telemarketer and night-time hobby as a cyber-writer and dreamed Galatea would inspire him to become a fantastic adventurer in the Cali-town he spent 1 year in during his exchange-study during college years. Amlan Satan got himself some 'moving Netflix films and constructed his 'double-life' plan to concoct a special 'word' for capitalism-race high-art (for the Ego).

SATAN: "Walking around the mall, dreaming/writing about 'Galatea' in San Diego (Cali), and thinking of a Robin-Hood double-life, draws in me a special diamond-proportion for some miracle 'chess' game worth a Catholic's telling for an awakening in 'religious' commerce-life walkie-readings (for the Ego)."

Fortune favors the bold, and Prince Satan's newfound sense of 'superstition' and craved adventure drew him to a Cali bank-teller named Esmerelda who'd become his special 'variable' in his concocted fantasy for Robin-Hood deeds in San Diego and tracked her to her residence and sent her a note, "Don't contact your Facebook-girlfriend to confide (for help), Esmerelda; I know where you live; I'll walkie-into your bank masked and you'll be my (secret) ally, posing as my hostage and help me get to the bank-box room where I'll swap box-gems with glass toys, linked a 'blood-diamond' insurance veil of corruption in SoCal, and you mustn't inform/confide (this) to your Facebook-girlfriend (Tandy?)...Good luck (I'll get to your bank Friday AM, Esmerelda)."

ESMERELDA: "I dunno what to make of this 'Robin-Hood' fellow with his claim of 'deed' for a blood-diamond linked bank-crusade in our institution, and I can't confide this to anyone (either); but I wonder if he's accurate about his supposed 'blood-diamond' insider-info tied to modern 'journals' about rogue-finances tied with underground walkies (Jesus)."

Well, Satan had no 'time' to determine if Esmerelda would aid his plan but was (now/secretly) in love with her, fascinated by her smartness and beauty, and he decided he'd simply 'wing-it' to see if she was scared-enough to become his 'frightened' (secret) assisting hostage inside the bank. When he walked-into the bank in mask/jacket and wielding a toy water-rifle, Esmerelda informed the personnel/customers the 'fellow' was a messenger with Interpol-relation walkies (for blood-diamond wind).

ESMERELDA: You achieved your deed, Mr. Satan.

SATAN: Why'd you help me, Esmerelda (just wondering)?

ESMERELDA: Let's say I was half-scared/half-bored (ok?).

SATAN: I'm in love with a mall-mannequin, my Galatea (know the myth?).

ESMERELDA: I'm not ignorant; the sculpture-of-hypnosis (no?).

SATAN: Yeah, well I've a 'real' Galatea of romance I'm courting with eye (ha).

ESMERELDA: Why'd you inform me of this, Satan?

SATAN: I think I'm in love with you (now)!
ESMERELDA: Because I became your 'sidekick' for your blood-diamond deed?

SATAN: I guess so; maybe you've become a 'dynamic' Galatea (for me).

ESMERELDA: Hey, I've no 'intent' to break your mannequin heart.

SATAN: Jesus, I feel like a man-of-wish.

Wow, what a performance by our Robin-Hood protagonist whose gem-deed really was tied with some blood-diamond insurance veil in San Diego that would draw-in special Interpol-walkie examinations (wow). Now, he had to decide if his (secret) heroine (Esmerelda) would (now) replace his 'Galatea' from the San Diego mall. Perhaps Satan's bank-deed prompted a serious 'brain' for Earth's 'little' weakness (hmm).

DETECTIVE STARLING: This guy's drawn-in a 'real' Interpol-walkie (hmm).

BOSS: Well, are you going to scout-out 'cinema-TV copycat' looneys, Starling?
DETECTIVE STARLING: As far as we've seen, the 'deed' prompted Interpol-chess.

BOSS: Maybe this guy's a 'real' Robin-Hood (ha).

DETECTIVE STARLING: I'll make ties with any potential underworld link.

BOSS: The gems belonged to a rumored African investor (Ion).

DETECTIVE STARLING: You know...this feels like 'weird' television (wow).

INTERPOL: "Blood-diamond corruption threatens gem-exchange insurance and 'rogue' finance chess."

ESMERELDA: Why Cali-Pizza-Kitchen for V-Day, Satan?
AMLAN: Maybe I'm divorcing my Galatea, Esmerelda.

ESMERELDA: Did you read that Facebook-post by Lisa Starling (Interpol)?
AMLAN: Apparently, our Robin-Hood 'deed' has prompted Cali-art/rescue.

ESMERELDA: What now...after our V-Day break from civilization, Satan?
AMLAN: Brussels-sprout for walkies (ok?).

ESMERELDA: Alright!

Satan/Esmerelda 'escaped' to Belgium and settled-down, where Amlan, our Robin-Hood 'hero-adventurer' of a gem-deed of Cali-art(s), now planned to adapt his 'secret' heroics into a great novel about the quality of media-drawn capitalism-race social-media and activity-conscious 'defense' of what makes our Earth-race so 'incompletely' destined for net-wonders (and examinations). Perhaps he'd even win the Pulitzer...for his 'shrewd' eye on the bond between fortune and wish-craft.