An Alien Chess Line

A 'wild' space-epic of the Alien (sci-fi/horror) franchise, with 'lines' for race examination and exchange(s), drawing a coexistence hologram (or darkness!).

A space-age epic paranoia 'diorama' fanfiction of Alien. Happy Holidays, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of media fanfiction offers no explicit/commercial ties to the referenced franchise and is therefore a purely 'personal' expression or invention (for 'open' comparison). 

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WEYLAND: The Star-Force group is stationed at our WiFi-resourced hotel in South Jersey to coordinate their cyber-convenient research of the history of Xeno-dragon contact and some loose alien-chess studies about gov't-specter work (e.g., Roswell), which has raised new Homeland/Western 'street' conversations about loose Christian-ethos oriented folk-myths about these aliens of dragon-insect like appearance and explosive saliva being some 'derivations' or 'deviant' visage of the Devil and his rebel-angel legion from the Inferno, requiring a new media-culture windows-journal write from our Company personnel for handshakes in American hospitality/infrastructure religiosity!

The modern space-exploration company Weyland, still a 'covert' group (mostly!), had already made (secret) contact between human explorers/soldiers and this new furious 'race' of Xenomorph 'dragon' aliens (hiding in Mars and on the Earth-moon) and now planned this new mission to Mars by this 'Star-Force' group of more 'elite' explorers/soldiers (Amlan and Marcus and Ezzy and Danica) who'd connect with this dragon-species in Mars, this time with acid-hand cannon guns, to evade any further negotiations-failures and anticipated combat-requirements demanded by these 'aliens' who seemed to 'demand' a special 'spiritual' test from our human race (wow). The Star-Force group was to use their special 'Weyland-PR' hotel/hostel 'station' in South Jersey (Homeland) to create special cyber-diorama platform 'alien' superstitions storyboards (e.g., Roswell, crop-circles, Egyptology, loose Christian 'apocrypha' canon) offering some 'nifty' folk-ideations of these dragon-alien 'prowlers' being of some Satanic derivation of a special Earthling 'test' for the complexity/intrigue behind 'race' exchange and Earth sovereignty intelligence, perhaps for some social-media/net-activity 'image' of traffic/pedestrian lifestyle bureaucracy (for cyber-culture 'reflective' life-activity 'sportsmanship' eventually?).

WEYLAND: You got to Mars and walked through a portal and ended up in a faraway place?

STAR-FORCE: The 'Stargate'-portal transported us to some faraway organic terrain!
WEYLAND: There you engaged with a 'deviant' strain of the Xeno-dragons, Red-Xenos?

STAR-FORCE: The Red Xenomorph was engaged in a Civil-War 'chess' with their cousins.

WEYLAND: These Xenomorph aliens are offering our race a special politics-intrigue IQ.

STAR-FORCE: It's some kind of politics/risk 'game' for invitation, perhaps for survivalism!

WEYLAND: So these Red-Xenos chased/attacked you to complement this study/chess.

STAR-FORCE: If these aliens are really Devils and rebel-angels, there's a high-art here.

WEYLAND: What would God make of all this, for you heroes?

STAR-FORCE: We were lucky to return to Earth in one-piece; we played maze-games.

WEYLAND: If these 'dragons' are the Devils and his legion, this is a media-IQ for gods!

STAR-FORCE: Well, we humans always contour 'intelligence' with metaphysics, right?

WEYLAND: Good point, heroes; the photo-records you've returned are fantasy-shaped.

STAR-FORCE: We're either 'drawn' as pawns in a witness-game or survival-examiners.

WEYLAND: That's a right-guess; we'll continue this 'agenda' for 'intelligence' studies (ok).

STAR-FORCE: We recommend some 'chess-sovereignty' negotiation to warrant distances!

WEYLAND: You want our race to express the fear to these 'dragons' that we need space.

STAR-FORCE: With extreme prejudice; perhaps the Devil seeks a 'theater' for humility!

WEYLAND: We need more research momentum, too, so that recommendation is unwise.

STAR-FORCE: We played a chess-match with one Red-Xeno and claimed a stalemate.

WEYLAND: And the Xeno-alien expressed a 'concession' to offer an Earth coexistence?

STAR-FORCE: It communicated a 'possible' agenda of self-exile to our deep-ocean abyss.

WEYLAND: No scope for betrayals/tricks, heroes?

STAR-FORCE: We can't say (certainly!), but our photo-imagery alludes 'deep' thinking.

WEYLAND: Right; for social media and bureaucracy (good/thanx).

According to the Weyland conference during which they announced their (secret) merger with the bank group Yutani, this new 'agenda' for a spiritualism-oriented human race 'test' posed by these weird Xeno-aliens/dragons, of black and red variant in speciation/color, would involve a 'demand' for a media-linked social re-presentation of why this 'grand' theater of intelligence/metaphysics 'chess' would require a thorough 'speculation' board for this 'chess-stalemate' drawn ocean-abyss self-exile/sovereignty accord (or 'proposition') made by the Red-Xeno on Mars, achieved by the heroic Star-Force group, to determine if there was 'profit' for more 'contest' exchanges rather than (simplified) co-existence safe-distance consent(s). The Star-Force group, meanwhile urged Peter Weyland (CEO) to pursue a 'vigorous' communications policy to administer special 'rhetoric' messages of the 'Earth-wisdom' of reciprocating any kind of co-existence 'peace' accord/potential with the Xenomorphs, if they (really) were the Devil and his rebel-angels in disguise, offering mankind and our social-media/capitalist 'culture' a special art for what'd become a human vanity for space/science study ambition (or photo-image superstitions for hyperbole!).

RED XENOMORPH: Did you doubt I'd not contact you in secret, Star-Force?
STAR_FORCE: We'd been retired to our Wingate/hostel home-station for privacy, alien.

RED XENOMORPH: It was you who achieved that chess-stalemate against us, heroes!

STAR_FORCE: What's this private-communication message for Earth/us signify, alien?

RED XENOMORPH: I've hacked into Weyland filings and found those 'Satanic' theories.

STAR_FORCE: We humans are 'humbled' for any intelligence-quotient theory for shock!

RED XENOMORPH: Well, the chess-stalemate 'proposition' for peace-coexistence stands.

STAR_FORCE: You'll (secretly) self-exile to the Earth's deep-ocean abyss for eternity?

RED XENOMORPH: If you behave shrewdly and prevent Weyland's vanities for disaster!

STAR_FORCE: We did our duty, alien, or whatever you are/were.

RED XENOMORPH: I offer you the 'chance' to become prophets, for the sake of Earth.

STAR_FORCE: We'll try to 'administer' some archaeologically-friendly advice online!

RED XENOMORPH: Good luck, for Earth's eternal 'sport' of equivalences, Star-Force.

STAR_FORCE: Thanx (the 'arrow' for history and hyperbole, right?).

RED XENOMORPH: Very right (good).

Well, the Star-Force group was moved to create a 'fantastic' space-storyboard enterprise at their Weyland-funded base-station/hostel in South Jersey and used their WiFi-resource to create a 'fantastic' examination of promising 'fertile' race-exchange customs displays exhibitng a special 'humility' design for peace-coexistence between universe-beings, like Xenos, dragons, Devils, and angels and wild humanoid space-warriors, all reaching special 'coexistence' accords through chess and controlled contests for humbled forms of competition/arts. Was this the challenge for 'good' advice the Red Xenomorph advised the heroic Star-Force to seek to avoid future disaster-exchanges between aliens and humans, if they really were the Devil and his rebel-angels disguised as 'invaders' or 'monsters' posing a special 'metaphysics' dare concerning our wild fantasy of race/special 'diversity' materialities (for social media and labyrinths)?

WEYLAND: We're marketing special Roswell/Xeno combat video-games in America now.

STAR_FORCE: And you want our 'artistic' stamp of approval for spokesmanship.

WEYLAND: Your arts have become quite the cyber-rave and draw you as micro-celebs!

STAR_FORCE: We're maintaining our special 'diplomacy' position(s) for coexistence.

WEYLAND: Idealism and naivete; these Xenomorphs are not Satanic, Star-Force.

STAR_FORCE: What if this 'agenda' for marketing 'adventurism' is still a 'dark' vanity?

WEYLAND: Nah...we're on the full race 'cusp' of a marvelous foray into contests (now).

STAR_FORCE: We hope you're wrong; for the sake of 'sane' entertainment/life.

WEYLAND: Relax (for social media).

The Star-Force group of inventive messengers would continue this diplomacy-advice 'agenda' for cyber-advocacy of coexistence platforms 'promised' through that chess-stalemate 'miracle' achieved by them with that dreaded Red Xenomorph during that offbeat Weyland space-mission, which could've resulted in deep Hell like conditions. They continued to use the world 'matrix' of net-activity superstitions for space-age interest/intelligence for an Earth-friendly 'image' of the quality of life drawn sovereignty/sanity (wow).

The Star-Force cheered their special (secret?) valor with a modern Earth world-exchange reflective culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) that highlighted their enduring commitment to reaching that miracle-statement(s) IQ concerning the chess-stalemate miracle outcomes with the Red Xenomorph 'adversary' to evade that 'dark' notion that the alien was the Devil with a very complicating challenge, certainly drawing us away from hospitality-readings, and moving us to a 'deep state' of anti-capitalist thinking (not for sportsmanship).

AMLAN (Star-Force): I got us this 'fantastic' Sabatini (Argentina) 'trophy' image item!

MARCUS (Star-Force): A 'youth-fanzine' oriented treasure memoir of the US-Open finals?

EZZY (Star-Force): I know it; Sabatini's 'cool' defiance of then-invincible Graf (Germany).

DANICA (Star-Force): We're to use this 'image' for a sportsmanship-storyboard for chess?

AMLAN: Without failure(s), friends; this is our right-of-intelligence (now); for peace.

MARCUS: Ha, the gesture for competition-education linked with Earth's hospitality.

EZZY: Those US-Open Finals (1988/1990) for Sabatini, in the Homeland (NY) were great.

DANICA: Maybe that Red Xenomorph 'adversary' would call this a 'mark' for leviathan?

AMLAN: We maintain this 'creed' for sportsmanship-drawn diplomacy/image; for bread.

MARCUS: Sounds like the 'stadium' opera for a 'race' and coexistence bond, Amlan.

EZZY: Let's hope it is (for Earthling-giants).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)