Alien Thursday

A Story by Abishai100

A mysterious 'hacker' poses a lifestyle/activity inquiry for a quartet of hotel-guests indulging in the 'philosophy' of Alien media.

A fun Saturday-AM adaptation of Alien. Happy Thanksgiving,

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It was a bright Thursday in the American Homeland and Amlan and Marcus and Ezzy and Danica were entertaining themselves with the Alien sci-fi horror franchise adapted series of fun/thrilling/intensive/immersive video-games at their summer hostel (Wingate) in South Jersey (Voorhees) and began to receive strange cyber-signals through their computer/game system(s).

AMLAN: Seems like a language for our life-environment awareness, for a question?

DANICA: I know of Alien stuff, and I'm versed in some of the rather graphic line of comics (Genocide) and like the David Fincher full-length Alien film (Sigourney Weaver) and appreciate those cold-atmospherics of cold-survivalism 'consciousness' and wrought vanities for raw courage (etc.), and these communication(s) signals, with some language-arts 'print' from an 'alien' source indicate some metaphysics inquiry about the nature of our 'race' agenda/profile for Alien IQ and environment-awareness, perhaps for some deep-thoughts examination (or photo-graphics)?

MARCUS: Let's call ourselves the Wingate-Four ('WF') and consider this communication-inquiry (hack) into our computer/game portals a special 'test' for our mettle or faith or intelligence for alien-consciousness interest or investment, and perhaps this mystery-ID hacker seeks to determine the level(s) of our understanding for (general) leviathan photo-synthesis!

ALIEN: Greetings, humans of the Jersey-hostel (America).

WINGATE-FOUR ('WF'): You're a 'real' Martian, stranger?
ALIEN: I live on Mars, correct, WF.

WF: What's this communique concerning, Mr. Alien?

ALIEN: My name's Endymion.

WF: What's the agenda here, Endymion alien?

ALIEN: You need not believe I'm an alien, WF.

WF: All we need think is your understanding and curiosity, eh?

ALIEN: You see I'm not a casual/vandal hacker with general mischief at heart.

WF: You marked us because of our hostel-activity with Alien video-games, no?

ALIEN: That's correct!

WF: Well...what's your line(s)?

ALIEN: I'm an exiled angel of God (from heaven), now reigning in Hell.

WF: What's this?

ALIEN: You need not believe me, but I need you to think of my inquiry for you (now).

WF: What's this?

ALIEN: Given your 'interest' for Alien combat/consciousness synthetics, you're sharp.

WF: What's this?
ALIEN: I want you to answer a simple question concerning Earth-sovereignty/IQ.

WF: What's this?

ALIEN: Why do you entreat these video-games concerning 'alien' consciousness/war?

WF: I guess the same reason you're curious about our activity/interest for Earth.

ALIEN: Which is?
WF: The bright minds of 'sovereignty' demand 'space' for active leaning, no?

ALIEN: That's correct!

WF: So, you want to 'claim' with God some man-vanities concerning 'synthetic' IQ.

ALIEN: That's correct!
WF: We're the 'archangel-hierarchy' diplomacy message 'board' for Earth-vanities?

ALIEN: That's correct!
WF: I guess we (all) believe these Alien games of combat/consciousness are imaginary.

ALIEN: Good!

WF: Is that all...a confirmation that humans of a Jersey-hostel indulge in synthetics?

ALIEN: That's correct!

WF: What will you 'claim' to God, Endymion?

ALIEN: You guess the answer(s)...I've made for 'discovery' of simplified religion (ha).

WF: Damn (good for photo-synthesis).

Wow, our Wingate-Four had quite the 'funny' engagement with that cyber-hacking communicator claiming to be a 'rebel-angel' veiled as an inceptive Martian-alien (dragon?) named Endymion. In deed, Endymion perhaps really did want to impose a special examination for the quality of hostel-consciousness and Earth-civilization activity intuitions for the 'vanity' of synthesized intelligence environments (like hypothetical/fantasy alien combat or consciousness conditions positing). Perhaps Endymion simply wished to verify the levels of Earth-civilization social-media 'interest' for choreographed goals/ambitions for the sake of (simplified) 'personality' readings (hmm).

AMLAN: I'm getting a brand-new video-game system after this, friends.

MARCUS: Endymion was a stranger character!

EZZY: I think he wished to 'mark' us as typical Americans/gamers/thinkers, guys.

DANICA: Should we feel more 'narcissistic' with his claim we'd synthesized life-IQ?

AMLAN: Nah...we just need to 'fertilize' our (shared) fascination with Alien media.

MARCUS: Or games (ha).

ENDYMION: "I'll send those Wingate-Four lifestyle-messengers a special comics-vigilantism doodle-set, catching those civilization distances for social-net controls paranoia...for a spiced view for their interest in 'active' bureaucracy (or leviathan."

AMLAN (Journal-Entry): The passion for outlandish games/art make for our capitalism culture's 'bonds' for what's (truly) 'food' for the soul (perhaps).