Ice-World: Man v Woman {Shoulder Pass}

Portrait of wrought heroics and stranger ties for capitalism's shields and dangers for mod-Earthling 'IQ' and arms of fantasy.

A world adventure fantasy, set in real problems conditions of Earthlings. Hope you like! 

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MR. AMLAN SATAN: Look, I'm a hockey-coach and diamond-thief with eco-image.
SORSHA: I'm your dark princess Devil's Advocate offering you this Ukraine-game!

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Mother told me not to get caught up with sirens from Hell.

SORSHA: You refuse this special challenge despite your James Bond visage, pal?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I don't mind my Interpol 'relation' informed you about me.

SORSHA: You just refuse a late-game challenge for war-time examinations, pal?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Blood diamond operations certainly make mark for sports!

SORSHA: Facebook-like?

Amlan took his acid-gun weaponry to the Ukraine during the Russian invasion, masked, and performed a raid of a store owned by Russians holding rumored conflict-zone gems from African shores smuggled for piracy/exploitations in the post-9/11 era Earth of bad sports mixed with capitalism arms for bread/fruit, but as the unofficial 'Iceman' of capitalism defenses for invisible axes, his real challenge was the acceptance of this spotlight game-dare posed by the calculating former blood-diamond 'baroness' named Sorsha (Selfie-like).

INTERPOL: "Blood diamond corruption makes 'rogue' finance/piracy thesaurus!"

Folks, Mr. Amlan Satan did the right-thing with his acceptance of the blood-diamond challenge as the Western Earth Iceman of heroics and returned to his ice-hockey life as a junior-league coach, thinking to make his overground (sane!) life his actual ID (Facebook-like).

SORSHA: Thanx.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: You're pretty darn good at this ice-hockey video-game, lady!

SORSHA: You think I'm like Medusa, don't ya, pal?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Let's just call this what this was...a dare from a half-villain.

SORSHA: Villainess is the proper term, Mr. Satan (James Bond?)...Selfie-like.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Geez...I guess it's an icy world of romance (for Hell!).

BARON ION: This guy's a loser, Sorsha.

SORSHA: Hey, I've my own agenda-eye for making mark of things I want on Earth.

BARON ION: This guy's a loser, Sorsha.

SORSHA: I wanted him in the Gladiator-arena of my choice(s)...and he won.

BARON ION: This guy's a loser, Sorsha.

SORSHA: Eco-image wrought from contrast is still libertine (Facebook-like).

Amlan made himself some world-exchange reflection soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread for thanksgiving diner-plate chat(s) and recounted what he managed to acquire for a 'deed' worth its weight in icy capitalism thesauruses. He'd remember Sorsha as his secret inspiration...or perhaps the Devil's Advocate (for hospitality-readings). This was a good story for Earth...perhaps to be continued (for all!).

AMLAN: I'm the hero of the world!

GIRLFRIEND: Who's this Medusa/Sorsha, hon?
AMLAN: You read my journal?

GIRLFRIEND: You were passed-out on Absolut...I couldn't resist, hon.

AMLAN: Damn you (Selfie-like).

GIRLFRIEND: Who is she, Mr. James Bond?

AMLAN: Hopefully, a friend...for the goodness of thesauruses (ok).

"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)