The Wingate Champions!

A portrait of 'world-passing' and civilization-IQ defense, in the form of a 'faerie-crusade' team (Red-Mask) illuminating the 'magic' portal of a diary-airport.

One extra The Terminal (Tom Hanks) fanfiction. 

DISCLAIMER: I've no 'official' ties to the Wingate hotel chain and intend the reference to a branch as merely an institutional infrastructure site-citation for traffic-diagrams of daily-life dramatization. 

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A group of faeries transformed into humanoids and lived out of the Wingate hotel in South Jersey, using WiFI resources to evaluate human civilization tremors like sectarian violence and blood-diamond traffic. They decided to charter a special painted bus and head to JFK (Airport!) while keeping the Wingate as their base-station of 'mission' blueprints-generation and determining the structures of their Earth adventure from South Jersey.

RED-MASK: We'll call us 'Red-Mask' and keep as civilization-passport (patriotism-memento) a sports-card worth Facebook-IQ.

Given the weight of the problems of human civilization, including global-warming concerns, it'd be a shock to think an alien-intelligence landed on Earth to study the progress or positives of our species, but that's just what the 'Wingate Champions' (the 'faerie-crusader' team named as Red-Mask) seek to advocate --- human positives about civilization activity/governance!

RED-MASK: One primary 'tokens' of patriotism for social-media cheers we own (as civilization-passport) is a Flames-card.

The faerie-humanoids charter a special repainted schoolbus to get to JFK (Airport!) for a costumed theater-show which they've organized/coordinated with the airport authorities/manager and prepare to delight the traffickers with their special 'Cossack-gypsy' show about the color(s) of transit-security related situation comedic performance!

RED-MASK FAERIE-PERFORMER (Amlan Satan): "Ha, you think you safe with JFK; terrorists/aliens lurk; look me, I'm dreaded!"

AIRPORT MANAGER: Yes, well the 'Red-Mask' circus-team 'arranged' a theater-contract with us for lounge-comedy; it's sweet!

RED-MASK: Our adversary is the black dragon of nihilism/narcissism preying on the frailty of civilization-woe (e.g., invasion).

What will this unusual missionary-team of 'faerie-humanoids' come up with next, as they continue their 'optimism-adventure' on behalf of human civilization, living out of the Wingate (South Jersey, United States) and performing airport-theater for the daylight/delight of travelers seeking small magic doses of post-9/11 era civilization-traffic security (and destiny!)?

“Maybe I live in the gates that lead to outbound international flights. Maybe that is home.
And do I feel more comfortable at the departures or at the arrivals?” Michal Coret

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)