Mr/Mrs Ceramic(s)

A Story by Abishai100

A mysterious Devil's Advocate inquires of an adventurous heist-duo (hubby/wife) for their 'work' of certain capitalism arms downs for leviathan/uncertainty.

A tale of conversational challenges of the nihilist-variety, in an Earth realm of commerce/infiltrations smarts worry for the soul/flesh. Happy Summer, all (thanks for reading),

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction contains images/references with no ties to any representative person(s)/body and is (therefore) cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translations/comment).

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Mysterious inquisitor had contacted us, me and my darling kidnapped-bride (a princess-woman of Cambridge!). This inquisitor came complete or incomplete with his own comics genre adapted Devil's Advocate costume and helmet shielding his dark face and mean ID and wanted to know why me (Mr. Amlan Satan) and my kidnapped-darling (Ms. Ezzy Myers) had become highways-runners for diamond thefts all across the American Homeland for an adventure-vigilante storyboard invocation worth a comic-crayons hyperbole (Selfie-like).

The inquisitor called himself 'Mysterio' (and Ezzy/I had to guess-why); for he thought our daring Bonnie-and-Clyde life of diamonds-heroics in the Western Earth was something the gods must critique for surgical 'examination' of capitalism's nihilism side of fortune/risk/corruption. What did he want with us, by the time he reached us, in Cambridge, for a Halloween season 'rich' with social media talk/photos for the festivity and premonitions of pre-Xmas consumerism and insurance integrity storytelling/fiction. Follow along, friends (Facebook-like!).

MYSTERIO: Thanx for accepting his Halloween Eve billiards challenge/chat(s).

AMLAN/EZZY: Well, we plan to adapt this language-challenge into time-capsules.

MYSTERIO: Make sure you refer to me (only!) as the Mysterio, heroes of USA.

AMLAN/EZZY: Well, you left 2 balls on table; we sunk our last 3 and won (ha).

MYSTERIO: The game was lopsided, but that's what I drew to make you fun, ha.

AMLAN/EZZY: What's the billiards-link here to our diamond-life in the Homeland?

MYSTERIO: Are you really versed in smugglers-roads heroics or just thieves, huh?

AMLAN/EZZY: You read our (anonymous) cyber-blogs and detected who we were?

MYSTERIO: You posted, "Find us at a pool-saloon in Cambridge...for class!"

AMLAN/EZZY: Well, Mister Mysterio...we like gems-insurance 'deeds' for Interpol.

MYSTERIO: Facebook-like (for leviathan/uncertainty)...you're Bonnie/Clyde.

AMLAN/EZZY: Thanx (Selfie-like).

Ezzy/I guessed what this Mysterio-man wanted (with us!). He wanted to measure Earthling qualia-of-integrity for things of heroics blurred with a capitalist self-serving adventurism for risk/daring; but Ezzy/I really did care about smugglers-highways corruption gossip-making after we read about how conflict-consciousness gems had 'sullied' the pluralistic fervor of fortunate-consumerism in the Western Earth (Cambridge). Mysterio wanted to feel like an angel of God, some witness to the random goings-on of Earthlings (hubby/bride) invested in the social media faces/lifestyle of everyday consumerism commentary pillows for insurance...and Catholic indulgences (maybe).

MYSTERIO (Witness-Notes, Journal): "Well, this Bonnie/Clyde duet for Western Earth integrity 'hyperbole' for things of diamonds-banks for insurance storytelling and smugglers-corruption 'intelligence' drew me to a state of examinations for inquiry...and maybe they thought I was the Devil himself drawing serious questions about the qualia of their motive(s) for things of new age Earth IQ and dangers of assets/resources/clans motions in capitalism's very-special globalized football...so I have to wonder what they'll write in their proposed Western Earth time capsules (about my 'helmet-light' for cinema)."