Micro-structure, humor, and infiltration plans to make the ticks speak.
« DOM’INO EFFECT — Scene 7: The Disappearing Wall »
In the style of a 50s noir, voiceover, cigarette smoke, green and red neon.
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INT. BAR “THE SPREAD” – NIGHT
A languid jazz flows. Inspector Tick Malone, crumpled coat, presses his eye to a magnifying glass placed on an order book projected on the wall. Next to him, Miss Liquidity, sparkling emerald dress like the BID column. At the counter, Bartender ATR polishes a glass. In the shadows, Spoof Johnson, dark red suit, nervously taps on a mobile.
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1. THE SETUP
Tick Malone (voiceover)
> 100 826… 100 600… 100 000. Three digits dancing like beacons in the fog. On this, a green wall as high as the Empire State. And yet… something stinks of counterfeit silk.
Liquidity (approaches, blows smoke)
— Nice wall, Inspector. Strong enough to stop a train.
— Or to hide a tunnel, darling, Malone replies.
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2. THE TAPE ENTERS THE SCENE
The bar darkens. A teleype blinks: red and green lines scroll.
ATR (taps the tape)
— 101 031.48… 101 031.48… 101 031.48… Five red bullets in the same plumage. The sellers are firing in bursts, boss.
Tick
— And the bird falls?
ATR
— Not a bit. Right behind, a green blob of 0.08 BTC served as his bulletproof vest.
Liquidity
— An iceberg order! The buyer hides the real size beneath the surface.
Tick
— Or a shark testing the meat before biting the whole iceberg.
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3. SPOOF JOHNSON COMES OUT OF THE SHADOWS
Spoof Johnson (predatory smile)
— Nice show, Inspector. Do you like my fireworks?
— Your walls disappear faster than the foam of a lukewarm beer, Johnson.
— Business, Malone! I move the liquidity, I liven up the party. Without me, the market would be snoring.
Liquidity (sarcastic)
— Too bad your fireworks sometimes leave a 10% crater…
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4. THE MICRO-STRUCTURAL DUEL
Tick (grabs Johnson by the tie)
— An 800 BTC wall at 105k. Poof, evaporated without a single green print. That’s spoofing, buddy.
Johnson
— Hey, as long as there’s no law, it’s marketing. Pigeons love big numbers.
Liquidity (winks at the audience)
— Rule No. 1: Always check the tape. If the wall isn't being eaten, it's cardboard.
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5. MORALITY AT THE COUNTER
ATR (serves three glasses)
— So, Inspector, your levels?
— Just moved in front of the iceberg at 100 600. Reduced size. Budget intact.
Liquidity
— What if it breaks?
— We widen the step, my pretty. A tick is worth a tango step: you back off when the music gets wild.
Johnson (mumbles)
— Until the bass hits 74k, Malone.
Tick (smiles)
— That day, I’ll have my diver’s boots and an OTM put. Don’t worry about me.
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6. FADE OUT
The camera pulls back. GREEN/RED DOM pulses like a neon heart. In the distance, a new ribbon whistles: 100 600.02 — green — 0.12 BTC.
Voiceover of Tick Malone
> In this city, the price changes sidewalks with every gust. But as long as you can read the tape and guess the ghosts of the order book, you can dance without losing your shoes. The DOM shows intentions, the tape reveals sins…
…and me? I'm just counting the bodies and stacking the sats.
CURTAIN
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