King-Andy

A fun adaptation/fanfiction of the Shakespearean 'yarn' of endured spite and 'restored' monarchy-materialism (for the Ego).

A fun adaptation of Titus (Anthony Hopkins).

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King-Andy, poor old man, who hath made great strides, despite the war's curtain(s) of the bad Earth, now challenged in spirit/brains for the diversification of his stranger kingdom in the West, but he'd have a certain 'color' of funnies and self-image, but it was all 'omen' for something greater...and more dangerous.

ANDY: These tanks, for the son(s) of our grand-court, for this war was (indeed!) won, and we seek only (now) that ghost-magic image of that certain/special 'memory' of worldly (Catholic?) laurel (for all)!

Andy hath not foreseen the villainous approach of the two rascal mutants, sidekicks, of that adversarial Earth-rival Queen of mischief who'd waged that war Andy had won (in good faith!). These two rascals, Marlin/Raiden, sought to uplift the daughter of King Andy, whom the Queen sought to make a maid-servant (had she won!), and make her, Andy's daughter (Lavinia), a social-media Halloweentime humor (wow).

QUEEN: I carry these poison-items of great objective happy badness, and I shall convert this symbol-in-hand into an 'angst' for Earth-experience, for that rival King-Andy, who hath downed me in my own 'daydream' of social-media vanities (wow).

What Hell must a good and proud king of Earth endure? This was the question that lingered now in the brain(s) of King-Andy, who was overcome with fury after discovery of his daughter's 'rape' by Marlin/Raiden, and he was now swept-away with the feeling(s) of revenge (only), inviting that horrid/once-defeated Queen to a 'royal' symbol-olive soup dinner at his still-remaining castle diner-table (which would contain 'items' of great arsenic/acid for the 'guests' from Hell!).

QUEEN: You poison me with the shards of spite for my own wit(s)?
KING-ANDY: Eat this poison, as Eve did fall, and you are not (now) Eve.

QUEEN: All for Lavinia, eh?

KING-ANDY: For my son(s) as well, bad lady-of-misfortune (ha).

QUEEN: I fall (then), even with this 'simplified' egg-curry radiance (wow).

Lavinia would heal; King Andy would restore; one son of this great (now 'restored') castle-of-Earth, featured a 'fun' social-media reflection college-athletics adorned son-bedroom, and with it, the good and 'cool' King would only recount that 'finer image of what's (simply) a Western dream --- that of self-invented readings-magic (for the Ego).

LAVINIA: Oh, good fortune, for this Halloweentime pirate-affair, daddy!

ANDY: Good, good, good; your pirate visage is 'Facebook' friendly, Lavinia (ha).

LAVINIA: Such is the 'wind' of (final) triumph --- through the 'wood' of Hell.

ANDY: Good and right, Lavinia; think (only) of the 'chess' of metaphysics (then).

LAVINIA: Congrats, father; congrats.

"Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest good of everyone" (John Maynard Keynes). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)