SkyPort: DreamWires

A comic-look at a Sulaco transit-media passenger flight around the moon for NASA's flowery, but requiring a special 'hero-man' of detention.

A space-transit parody-fanfiction of Airplane II: The Sequel (William Shatner). Enjoy, 

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The passengers for the new Sulaco-shuttle to the moon, or around it, were boarded via the sky-port copters which were quite expensive and designed by the United States and would complement this space-transit towards the lunar body, a first-time 'tourist' venture for modern media since the cessation of the moon-missions following boredom/gossip.

One of the passengers, Amlan Satan, an Interpol-officer, was said to showcase some of the shuttle-designs surrounding the Sulaco's engineering/aeronautics company which would offer its boosts to NASA after the deflation of the moon-trips including Apollo-17.

The captain of the Sulaco, a woman from Germany (Elka), was said to be an excellence-trained space-mission operator and would ensure the passengers/tourists of this media-IQ that the moon-tour would be something that would make the pages of many-a fanzine ad or story for photography fun!

The head-financier of the entire orchestra was none other than Peter Weyland, a man of great vision if of great strange appearance, visually/personally. This guy was really wealthy and reminded folks why space-company funding was somewhat 'standard' or sane but certainly other-worldly, which is nice if you want a 'comic' edge to space-transit storyboards.

WEYLAND: This sort of graphic design for media-tourism IQ and the 'chess' of transit-photography beckons tech-flowery (yes).

AMLAN SATAN: As an Interpol-officer/passenger of the Sulaco media-IQ flight/trip, we've got to create an aura of toy-diary!

WEYLAND: The food on the Sulaco is really great/outstanding and boasts FDA-passed dishes/cuisine from Italy/Europe.

Well, fortunately for the crew of the Sulaco, Amlan Satan, the only Interpol-officer/diplomat for the media-IQ for Weyland/NASA re-emergence, is a skilled pilot and marksman/soldier, and this will come in-handy, since the shuttle is carrying a terrorist unknown to the media-folks, coordinators, and passengers too, who otherwise anticipated the 'buzz' of the experience for Facebook-IQ.

AMLAN SATAN: Fortune favors the bold for Sulaco/Weyland, and my pocket-ludo game will entertain the passengers on time!

Suddenly, while almost to the moon, the female-captain of the Sulaco (Elka), announces there may be an explosive planted inside the shuttle, and this prompted Amlan Satan, the Interpol-protagonist hero-man, prowled around in search of the bomb, frisking all the males of 'suspect' value(s) and then helped the unconscious Elka by manning/piloting the Sulaco, which is when the terrorist made his appearance known by bursting into the cockpit, requiring Satan to immediately act as the wrestler-darkman!

ESQUIRE: How'd you do it (all), Satan?
AMLAN: It was a 'cool' comics-drawn fantasy salvaging an Earth-IQ for space-transit daydreams of yesteryear.

ESQUIRE: Rumors fly you're being wed to Elka!

AMLAN: What we'll all remember most is the 'grandness' of the Sulaco's child-like design(s).

ALIEN: Too bad these humans didn't spot my secret moon spy-base with my huge telescope when the Sulaco flew-by (ha).

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)