Xenos: Trimorph(s)

A diorama of space misadventure(s) involving an adaptive 'dragon' of bad-IQ.

One last Alien Father-Day vignette, 

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I'd a deadly encounter with a Xenomorph dragon-alien the gov't released to the public for disclosure simply through an internal 'media-system' linked to the Alien film-series (Scott/Fincher). I was on the Weyland mission to the moon to track an intelligent comms-signal detected on Earth, and we'd made blogs now on Facebook.

The Sulaco on which I encountered the red dragon-insect acidic predator of stealth-IQ was a magnificent vessel, worthy of human-pirate space-sea lore, and I considered myself Captain America aboard it!

DIARY: I fear I won't endure this hellish misadventure, because this 'red-alien' morphs like a triangle-adaptation mind.

Fortunately, I found a laser-pump gun I'd be able to use to 'force' it back towards a hot-lead bath-ditch inside the Weyland spaceship the mean creature boarded/prowled.

DIARY: Witnessing the demise of the dragon felt Dickensian.

I'm at home now in New England married (happily) to a lovely linguist-professor at Harvard (Facebook).

DIARY: The memory of the 'dragon' of Trimorph(s) reflects my simple human curiosity about wrath; I chose diligence.

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