Seven Figures*

Two old-world legends are reincarnated for a detective-agency 'deed' worth the Western/Homeland telling (of bread).

A mod-American urban crime-psyche dark faerie-tale drawing on some 'cool' characterizations from Arthurian legends 'environments' of superstition, which I hope you like, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of psyche/mythology offers no ties to any person(s)/body and all images comprise a purely 'personal' expression (for 'open' arts). 

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LANCELOT: We're cast into mod-Earth as veiled media-figures of sports/cinema.

LADY_of_LAKE: As your benefactor/guide, knight, I advise cyber-vigilance(s).

LANCELOT: Well, I'm a hockey-coach/blogger; you're a TV-world investor.

LADY_of_LAKE: Let's run our own (private) crime-detective city-agency!

LANCELOT: Fine; (maybe) a matrix-IQ for the 'chess' of socialized bread.

Lancelot was reborn as the city-American prince Amlan Satan, a junior-league ice-hockey coach and cyber-blogger offering handshakes/presentations about sportsmanship-drawn traffic consciousness for antiterrorism optimism, and his protector-guide, the Lady-of-the-Lake, was reborn as his 'ally/sidekick (Ezzy Harris) who'd been a TV-society investor/actor for fantasy storyboards for ancient/future relevance(s) and together comprised the new city-environment crime-detective agency (Private) named Seven_Figures.

AMLAN: This is high-art for crime's-psyche in capitalism-IQ/defenses.
EZZY: We make 'wage' for laurels in the chess of American city-scape(s), no?
AMLAN: Surely, and this new breed of evil(s) named Night-Slasher is hellish!
EZZY: He wields that horrid knife-blade with spikes for decapitation(s).
AMLAN: Let's lure him to a warehouse with a cyber 'dare' about chess.
EZZY: If he shows up to claim his pride that chess is not interest (for him)?
AMLAN: We use the chance to shoot his feet with our acid-gun, Ezzy Harris.
EZZY: What's that?
AMLAN: A water-gun filled with acid, but that's not important (now)!
EZZY: Why the 'acidic' gesture for vigilantism/detection, Amlan Satan?
AMLAN: We'd make for kingdom-lore in the 'weaponry' of self-defense IQ.
EZZY: Chemical warfare?
AMLAN: No, bathroom-made acid for warehouse-desperation for therapy.
EZZY: Brand the Night-Slasher as a 'provocateur' of dangerous mischief?
AMLAN: We'll make him the city 'celeb' of the night-skies of city-bread.

NIGHT_SLASHER: "There's always room for one more (victim!)."

Turns out our horridly evil(s)-man Night_Slasher was a messenger of self-proclaimed Christian sins of hellfire (pride, wrath, sloth, envy, greed, gluttony, and lust). After obtaining this city-scape 'deed' for treasured insurance for capitalism-race storyboards, Lancelot and the Lady-of-the-Lake (Amlan/Ezzy) took the (earned!) vacation to their Berkshires getaway/timeshare(s) for an examination concerning the quality of American Homeland sanity.

AMLAN (Lancelot): I got us An American Tragedy for a spirit-imagery (here).

Do you believe Amlan/Ezzy are actually Lancelot and the Lady-of-the-Lake reborn into our modern Homeland for an 'examination' of traffic-superstitions and confidence/heat? Well, they (certainly) do, and they celebrated a timeshare-thanksgiving (Indian) luchi-bread brunch plate for an 'expression' highlighting what made/makes social happiness the high-art of fortune's resting-room(s) for the Ego (and 'chess' excellence in photo-graphics).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)