Real/McCoy {Adaptations}

A Story by Abishai100

Valerie is an ex-robber who may be 'drawn' into an extra credit job by corrupt 'employers' and requires a (special) patriotism (for simplified bonds).

A 'bright-adaptation' of sorts of the simply fun American heist-culture film The Real McCoy (Russell Mulcahy), starring Val Kilmer and Kim Basinger (quite cool). Hope you like,

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VALERIE: "So, I made this comics-vigilantism 'doodle' while on my 'leave' from work as a blood-diamond thief, seeking some storywriting new-life linked to a newborn Romanticism, and I was about to be 'set' on a new 'brand' for heroics, for a 'deed' requiring a new kind of hero/motive in my life...perhaps for a (simple) social-media life of art/shares with my darling-son (wow)."

Valerie McCoy had been on an 'exile' from (Interpol-relation?) blood-diamond highwayman/woman work(s) and was now suddenly drawn back into the underground world of 'darker chess' and sought (honestly) this 'escape-examination' with (perhaps) some new love for her complex life, and she found that (at least) in the form of a musician (Amlan Satan) who'd become her 'ally' in this new job, forcing her hand to find a treasure-insurance 'deed' for her (and her son from her unhappily failed marriage) by 'greasing' her bad-employer(s). However, Satan gave her new forms for self-wrought inspiration (hmm).

SATAN (Amlan): "I'll help you with this...all's you need is (simple) photo-magic memory-promises for the future with this (currency) work with (today's) citizenry-matter."

Well, Valerie McCoy's gear was prompted; and Amlan Satan (sincerely) loved her, and this deed for another diamond-heist from a very sophisticated vault (New England), made her feel like the Lady-of-the-Lake, but perhaps (arguably), Satan (Amlan) was her (real) Lancelot. Would she seek a social-media future(s) of art/promises if Amlan proved to be her special 'bishop-chess piece' of American Homeland matter?

BARON ION: Don't earn a C+ from me, McCoy; I don't care if you learned C++ during your 'prompt' exile/return; I want this gem-insurance masking for my new magazine-initiative for my (own) 'American' expression of capitalism-race chess-mindfulness (ok?).

The job was a regret but was required, for her escape-plan with Amlan and her darling-son, and Valerie was the right-stuff for the 'deed' and hoped for a post-work 'bond' for American patriotism, since she thought of a nifty cross-plot with Amlan Satan, involving an insurance-double play, but first the vault had to be dealt with, and it was with Amlan's theater-prop toy water-guns.

GUARDSMAN/MANAGER: You're a street-artist seeking a photo with vault?

SATAN: It's an insurance cyber-tale about diamond confidence in Boston.

GUARDSMAN/MANAGER: Alright (but be quick about this 'showcase').

SATAN: What else?

When Valerie was escorted to the vault to deposit her (fakes), Amlan was ready for her and took her as fake-hostage and completed the vault-box burn with his water-guns (filled with acid) and swapped the Ion-company blood-diamonds with the fakes in Valerie's briefcase.

MANAGER: This is some insurance-commentary 'examination' by rivals?

SATAN: It's a prepaid/insured media-gesture/stunt and message.

MANAGE: So it's nothing to do with our bank (Interpol-relation?).

SATAN: You've made the 'political' conclusion (now!).

VALERIE: You were darling, Satan.

AMLAN: Thanx (you were the doll-heroine piece, no?).

VALERIE: We're off for Brussels-sprout deeds (then).

AMLAN: We're to post on the net about the Interpol-cross 'play' for Ion?

VALERIE: Yeah, it has to draw these eyes for Ion's (own) materialism ruins.

Ion was furious. Suddenly, street-rumors flew that rivals had created inter-domain (Interpol-relation?) insurance commentary inciting treasure-motions theater, and this was leaked long-before it was discovered Valerie McCoy's placed fakes inside the Ion vault-box were indeed fakes.

ION: Me thinks that lady-hawk's hiding-out...for some Jersey-FaceTime!
ASSOCIATE: She had that sonny-boy to dream for...maybe someone else.

ION: Maybe Interpol really did make her their 'agent' for insurance-gossip.

ASSOCIATE: Where do you think she's hiding-out (now), bad-baron?

ION: Uncertain; it's a mystery; maybe some townhouse in the East.

ASSOCIAT: Maybe she's being moved to Europe (hmm).

ION: Keep this (perfectly) quiet; she's made the homeward image (damn).

Valerie/Amlan retired to Belgium and the 'real-McCoy' would create a cool cyber-comics patriotism venture while Satan became her son's fave-new buddy (for life!). This was the dream of any underground 'antiheroine' with a vision for a more 'pronounced' Earth-paradise (for all).

SATAN: I got this for you, Damian (patriot-comic).

DAMIAN (Valerie's son): Wow, I like Snake-Eyes; thanx.

SATAN: Maybe we've made for a 'share' for capitalism-might.

DAMIAN: We'll make something online, dad; just like mom makes?

SATAN: Sounds like the 'right' cartoon (ha).

Why did Valerie's plan come to good fruition? Well, maybe she had that 'chance' optimism casting her as an unlikely heroine in this new age of hospitality-paranoia for commercial life (hmm).

SATAN: Indian-luchi bread (for thanksgiving-brunch) in Belgium.

VALERIE MCCOY: You're my only Lancelot, Amlan Satan (Facebook-chess).

ION: What's this bond-mailing (from the real McCoy)?
ASSOCIATE: Maybe an insurance-deed gesture for non-contact messaging?

ION: Maybe she's found the 'tone(s)' for inventive frailty-evasions.

ASSOCIATE: Alright.

Damian got another 'cool' gift from his new dad, Amlan. A fantastic 20th-Century 'youth-fanzine' oriented pro-women's tennis spirits 'memoir' of Sabatini (Argentina) and the upstart-athlete's 'cool' defiance of the invincible Graf (Germany) in the 1988/1990 US-Open finals.

DAMIAN: This is supposed to remind me of mom?

SATAN: She's as 'cool' a worldly-heroine as Sabatini was, sonny.

DAMIAN: Patriots make bread (hmm).