Queen-Liz: City of Shared

Modernized/adapted tell of the ascension of England's journey-angel monarch (Elizabeth) for power-ring of some things of evolved Earthling linguistics for knowledge.

I'm interrupting my Joker (DC Comics) trilogy-fanfiction with something of interest in my mind for some-time now. Modernized American cities-set telling of the tale of England's Queen Elizabeth, loosely-drawn from the governance-structure concepts from the Cate Blanchett film and the modernized streets-feel of the Leo DiCaprio Shakespearean adaptation of Romeo + Juliet (Baz Luhrmann). Thanks for reading (Happy Autumn), 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction and history-drama and adaptation contains images/references with no commercial/explicit ties to any person(s)/body and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/translations/critique).

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Walsingham was the sure-recruit despite waffling around in his hotel-lounge watching sports-TV and investing in football markets/treasures while Princess Elizabeth's ascension was being 'negotiated' by the voters who wondered if her starchy rival, Mary Guise, was the better-choice for governing over a new Earth of terrorism-woe requiring swift bravado for dark controls of pockets of rebels. Of course, the princess daydreamed of becoming the great populism-leader of 'field goals' and naming herself the folk-friendly 'Queen-Liz' and (equally!) knew Walsingham was the under-rated/stated quiet assassin-mind to rake out all challengers who'd obstruct her from taking-down Mary Guise to claim a new age of things...Facebook (wow).

WALSINGHAM: I'm humbled yet honored by this call to shields for your vanities.

QUEEN-LIZ: I need you, sir...someone of your mind roots out scandal for the men!

WALSINGHAM: To get to Mary Guise, Elizabeth, you must prove treasures-fashion.

QUEEN-LIZ: Who're my challengers in this new Earth of capitalism superstition?

WALSINGHAM: Just about everyone, Elizabeth; perhaps I need to act as destroyer.

QUEEN-LIZ: Destroyer, Walsingham (hmmm)?

WALSINGHAM: I can make moves to benefit from mob-interest in cyber-scandals.

QUEEN-LIZ: Have me emerge as a titan or figurehead of debates with Mary Guise.

WALSINGHAM: Of course...Selfie-like (for Heaven/Hell).

WALSINGHAM: Pleases me, greatly, to seek compaction of kingdoms-art for Liz.

MARY GUISE: You find me foreign and un-American, for Elizabeth's ascension, no?
WALSINGHAM: You're no Valentine's cyber-card reception-maidservant, fierce girl.

MARY GUISE: Can Liz challenge the arm/arms of these new cyber-terrorism ants?

WALSINGHAM: I find you ravishingly exacting in finding 'cleats' for girls-contest.

MARY GUISE: I fear I take you into my bed, seeking social exchange, and you kill!

WALSINGHAM: This is an Earth of traffic-controllers; you'd not notice me, Mary.

MARY GUISE: Facebook-like.

Walsingham made love to Mary Guise, Liz's rival for sure, but then poisoned her Saturday's-AM beverage and left a note of suicide for cyber-gossip ruins and promptly proceeded to work alongside the emerging/surfacing (and surprisingly/welcomingly ambitious!) 'Queen-Liz' to take seizures of things of a new Earth 'environment' of Euro-exhibition of American football teams and terrorism-storytelling for news-makers and ornaments of everyday-lifestyle Selfie-gold to stamp this new female 'figurine' (Elizabeth) as a messenger of super bowls and naysayer downing any men debating for the dilution of gender/capitalism/classroom cinema (wow). Thus would begin a new 'golden-time' of things of storyteller's valence, for the 'kitchen' of a monarch, Queen Liz (Elizbeth)...Facebook-like.

"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)