Monkey Thesis: Earth Beaker Ideas

A Story by Abishai100

Adaptation of the searing Terry Gilliam adventure-fantasy dramedy about distances to malady-consciousness for time-travel 'wire' for Earthlings.

12 Monkeys (Terry Gilliam) adaptation. Happy Holidays!

DISCLAIMER: This work of fanfiction/adaptation contains images/references with no ties to any person(s)/body (e.g., Terry Gilliam) and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/interpretation).

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AMLAN: You think this is preposterous, but I've time traveled here.

AJAY: You look like my twin, even in this nut-house, friend (21st-Century).

AMLAN: I know I may be your descendant or something, but you're insane.

AJAY: So, they sent you through time to end up in my nut-house for IQ?

AMLAN: That's not funny, and you're insane, even if you're my ancestor.

AJAY: You're to escape from here and collect info about an explosive illness?

AMLAN: That's what they told me from my time, the scientists, friend.

AJAY: We're friends, but I like monkeys, and I'm caged because of animals.

AMLAN: You're some kind of eco-terrorists?

AJAY: I tried to free animals from a zoo in San Diego (Cali).

AMLAN: Facebook-like?

Amlan really was from the future, and he really was sent back to Ajay's time (21st-Century) to gather information about an Earth-wiping plague that would potentially send everyone underground, something called the Coronavirus. Amlan thought it had something to do with Corona beers, but he wasn't sure at all. Ajay, his twin look-alike, seemed to be his ancestor but was incarcerated in a 21st-Century criminally-insane cage/center, where Amlan was transported (for invisibility) to escape and find the scientific clues to avoid the Coronavirus, perhaps find some kind of mass-eco materials harnessed cure the scientists would relay to Ajay's time to avoid the underground labyrinth life Amlan was placed in his time (damn). This was not Facebook-like.

DR. REALY: Look at those airport folks chasing us in here, Amlan (wow).

AMLAN: They know something about time-sense and feel I'm Ajay or what?

DR. REALY: Maybe this is some kind of Rapture-feeling they're having (ha).

AMLAN: Look, you helped me escape the nut-house and you believe in me.

DR. REALY: I guess this is some kind of true-sign you're here for an omen!

AMLAN: You've coming undone; I need your pro-skepticism here/now, love.

DR. REALY: What else do you make of this airport nonsense?

AMLAN: We don't have time; we need to get my clues to a relay-station.

DR. REALY: We'll get to Brussels and evade these stalkers (in-time).

SCIENTIST: Congrats, Amlan...you found the right-stuff.

AMLAN: So, you're sending the Coronavirus-cure via some electric-signals?

SCIENTIST: We find it most pleasing your adventure included this Ajay-man.

AMLAN: He's just some random eco-terrorist for monkeys; no worry, folks.

SCIENTIST: You ain't trying to protect him, are ya?

AMLAN: Look, I just want to gift you this return-confirm and get back.

SCIENTIST: In love with Dr. Realy, really?

AMLAN: Maybe (Facebook-like).

SCIENTIST: Cool (good work!).

DR. REALY: So, they sent you back again after you delivered the goods.

AMLAN: I feel sorry for myself...but I do love you.

DR. REALY: What if you died before you delivered the information, love?

AMLAN: The scientists told me they had some kind of back-up hotel-IQ.

DR. REALY: Ha, they'd have someone sit-in at the Inn-Express for delivery.

AMLAN: Something like that...maybe time shouldn't be tampered, love.

DR. REALY: Hey, if it ends this Coronavirus omen you say, it's all good!

AMLAN: Just don't become crazy (like me).

DR. REALY: Selfie-like (this is good).

Amlan stayed in the 21st-Century and some dream-vision the scientists in his own time had about animals escaping somehow and ruling the overground post-outbreak was (somehow) linked to Ajay's triumph in releasing 'trapped' animals from some zoo; and this would've been the real dark fate, had Amlan failed (wow). However, the real ghost-magic of this darker faerie-tale is the wrought cleats for bound-Romanticism achieved by Amlan and Shelbye Realy, the psychiatrist who aided Amlan in his 'crusade' in the 21st-Century of incomplete-distances to the securities of transit-life for Earthling field goals (for the Ego).