Eco-Lenny's Getaway

A Story by Abishai100

An eccentric becomes a roadways 'warrior' in the Southwest age of treasure-darkness for an Earth-stone 'confidence' for what's (presentably) lycanthropy.

A roadway(s) adventure for the Halloween season, inspired by varied media/comics, with touches of mystical fun/darkness. Hope you like,

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Welcome to the world. Meet Lenny, a 'prince' of Ivy-education with a newfound wondrous sense of insane idealism seeking a special mystic's deed for eco-messaging in our Homeland/social-media culture of 'incomplete-distances' to capitalism-race 'chess-stalemate' defense(s). Lenny, reading about blood-diamond (conflict-zone mined treasures) paranoia seeping into the West from Africa, threatening insurance-corruption, decided to find a special 'Oracle' doll/figurine to become his guardian-angel and move him to draw 'fanfare' interest in the Southwest (Phoenix!) about vigilantism, perhaps even by everyday consumers on social-media (e.g., Facebook, etc.).

LENNY: A fine white-auto I've 'borrowed' will be my mystic-mobile (Phoenix).

Lenny found his Oracle-figurine, a cool raggedy-Halloween doll he named Esmerelda and would use as his costume-season theatrics for street-art(s), marching into a Phoenix treasure-locale (rumored) to be tied to a Southwest blood-diamond baron/smuggler (Ion-company!) with Esmerelda, masked/weaponized, threatening to use his 'fake-diamond' testing bottle of chemical-magic (which turned out to be HCL) to expose the store's ties to Ion lest he be 'permitted' to make a treasure-swap (with fakes!) to create a street-insurance commentary/examination, which he claimed was linked to a Homeland (Interpol-relation?) insured-gem motions media photo-graphic 'stunt' for yellow journalists (hmm).

MERCHANT: You wish, with this 'talking' Esmerelda, to make me an insurance-man?

LENNY: Excellence, good-fellow; keep this street-theater secret (for eco-IQ).

MERCHANT: So there's a super-vision for Southwest-capitalism for eco-money?

LENNY: Blood-diamonds 'sully' world-minerals/stone motion confidence (lies).

MERCHANT: I'll keep this secret, but your relations deal with Ion personally.

LENNY: Hey, this is good copland photo-graphics for our social journals.

MERCHANT: Fine.

CYBER_FANZINE (Dartmouth): "Whoever this 'stunt-man' with apparent (Interpol-relation?) street-eye(s) was, with his Halloween-season 'Oracle' theater/figurine (Esmerelda?) claimed to be, the masked mystery-soul with vigilance in-mind and for street-gossip has (certainly) drawn attention for (Ion-company) insurance/consumerism/ornaments for October, preceding our Thanksgiving/Xmas shopping; all for marks (perhaps?)."

BARON ION: Uncertain what this merchant-theater signifies, but I'm 'wary' of this new offer I received from a man named Lenny seeking to visit my mansion with his special 'guardian-angel' with a proposition to make a treasure-exchange and sports 'trophy' card co-investment (social-media) commentary to 'hype' my investment(s) with 'overground' marketing/ads, pal.

ASSOCIATE: We'll 'inflate' your castle-chess value by sending our evil minion (Teddy) to test his mettle, to see if he's (truly) part of the Homeland 'megatrend' of property/asset/treasure street-storytelling for marketing (or bureaucracy).

BARON ION: Good (for social media then).

Teddy was dispatched by the Ion-company to intercept our 'Eco-Lenny' (and Esmerelda!) who'd been at a Courtyard en-route to Ion's estate (Phoenix) following the jewelry-heist vigilantism. Teddy was to determine if Eco-Lenny was simply a 'geek-off-the-street' and tried to shoot him in the knee, but Lenny dodged the bullet, crept underneath his car, and used his handy-dandy silencer to return the threat with a 'swift' shot to Teddy's (own) knee, forcing the minion (instead) to crawl into his (own) car, speed-away from the Courtyard lot, and into a nearby vet-office (for 'secret' treatment for a criminal ghoul).

TEDDY: Thanx for the care; I'm taking you vet-assistant wife (Shelbye).

FRED: What's that?
SHELBYE: Oh my God, this man's criminally-insane (calling me a doll).

TEDDY: I can see the 'glitter' in her soul for something more exciting, Fred.

FRED: You evil soul!

TEDDY: What do you say, Shelbye (for social-media fun)?

SHELBYE: I'm speechless; I've been a Facebook-nut my whole-life, man.

Evil Teddy stole Shelbye who was in deed morally-fragile and made her his roadway-sidekick to exact vengeance on Eco-Lenny who'd escaped him with Esmerelda (his Oracle-doll!). They found Lenny/Esmerelda at a diner en-route to Ion's estate. Shelbye approached him disguised as a waitress and tried to poison his brunch, but Eco-Lenny spotted Teddy's parked-car outside the diner and thought (instantly) Shelbye had become his special 'road' junkie-assassin sidekick.

SHELBYE: You didn't eat your mashed potatoes, Lenny?
LENNY: I will...if you try some of my zesty lychee-drink in my bottle, honey.

SHELBYE: Jesus (alright!).

The drink was laced with a sedative and Shelbye fell unconscious, and Lenny (and his Oracle-doll!) sneaked out the diner-bathroom and crawled into his parked auto out-back and rolled-away with only an 'acid' memory of this entire eco-vigilantism 'examination' of Western/American photo-graphics (for the Ego).

BARON ION: You made it!

LENNY: We encountered your 'man' (Teddy) with a picked-up sidekick.

ION: Teddy was a resourceful mad-genius; but perhaps he met his match!

LENNY: Perhaps; don't care; Esmerelda/I are here for the exchange-theater.

ION: Cool; I've some (Indian) luchi-bread and drink for this investment-chess.

LENNY: Cool; let's compare your treasures with the fakes I brought with me.

ION: Very funny; that doll is something I saw in the news, Lenny.

LENNY: Yeah, she's become quite the 'popular' figurine for road-humor(s).

ION: Well, all's a 'fare' for what's capitalism's stalemated image (ok).

Eco-Lenny/Esmerelda returned home with their hero-deed and left-behind that sports 'trophy' card with the Ion-company (a Philadelphia-basketball card!), signifying an 'overground' social media 'gossip' aura for treasure-exchanges and motions for insurance commentary (or inspection) in the streets of the Southwest. As Ion's 'dominion' unfurled, and Interpol was fast-speeding to his Phoenix-labyrinth(s), Eco-Lenny designed in his consciousness the 'loud' blueprints for a 'cool' adapted tale of wrought capitalism-race 'chess' defense(s) for what'd become an Earth 'expression' for the securities/valor for minerals, treasures, stones, dolls, cops, and (perhaps) 'sporting' leads (wow).