Aliens: Colonial Phonics

The Star-Force unit for Weyland (space-exploration) offers a laser-diorama for exchange with a Martian 'dragon' and sovereignty-claims for a 'fitness' leviathan.

A pre-Thanksgiving fanfiction of that iconic sci-fi/horror franchise Alien. 

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WEYLAND: We've stationed our elite Star-Force unit of soldiers/astronauts at a Western hostel (Wingate) for a WiFi-study exam of Martian research ahead of this ambitious Sulaco journey to the Red-Planet for intelligent-communications signals-detection inquiries and seek an Earth-realm 'infrastructure' justification for this possible 'non-human' matter of terrain building photo-synthesis (for records).

The elite explorers/soldiers of the Weyland space-exploration company, the Star-Force unit, composed of 4 valiant/trained Americans representing a wide cross-section of social-media culture/citizenry, Amlan and Marcus and Ezzy and Danica, hoped to reach Mars (the Red-Planet) 'adequately' versed in the human-race 'contact' history/education of all diplomacy/confusion matters concerning non-human intelligence (e.g., Roswell, crop-circles, Cydonia, Artificial Intelligence, and of course theories about the existence of hypothetical non-human 'predatory' symbiote species of intelligence). The Star-Force (Amlan/Marcus/Ezzy/Danica) used their Weyland-afforded (comfy) Wingate-station to plan their exploration/heroics/discovery/return for a social-media culture storyboard in the American Homeland.

AMLAN: These guns are fantastic!
EZZY: We've been armed in the event these Martians are unfriendly.

MARCUS: We've to think there's 'chance' for negotiations/coexistence, right?

DANICA: We're training/studying to prepare for all scenarios, including variance(s).

AMLAN: I guess we're supposed to (both) compete and then declare distance for IQ.

EZZY: Hey, haven't we humans 'lauded' the intrigue of 'intelligent' competitiveness?

MARCUS: Well, let's hope this Martian-chess is comparable to the Super Bowl (then).

AMLAN: Good for social media (if it's not leviathan!).

WEYLAND: What did you see (on Mars)?
AMLAN: You know what we saw from our report!

MARCUS: We lost Danica, and we're not here to cheer the revelation, respectfully.

EZZY: What's our payment-package for this examination-game, from the Company?

WEYLAND: This 'Xenomorph' (dragon-insect) Martian had its own tunnel-labyrinth.

AMLAN: There were multiples; they had an underground science machinery on Mars.

MARCUS: We were 'moved' for a maze-runner 'contest' (like chess) requiring gunfire.

EZZY: We managed to disorient and 'trap' 3 of the Xenos in one of their own ditches!

WEYLAND: One of these 'Martians' then gave some papyrus-paper symbol-diplomacy.

MARCUS: There's that symbolism (in our report) about a deep-ocean self-exile matter.

WEYLAND: So these 'dragons' will self-exile to our deep-ocean abyss (secret)?

EZZY: We managed to 'impress' them enough to warrant this 'promise' hologram.

WEYLAND: We must pursue more contact/examinations.

AMLAN: Not wise; Danica was eaten; this is competition with a scale for leviathan!
MARCUS: We can't proportion 'photo-synthesis' for a Devil's Advocate of competitiveness.

WEYLAND: We'll decide that (for now)...for social media (and bureaucracy).

Weyland began developing 'elaborate' media-platforms for Earthlings following the 'quiet-retirement' of the Sulaco-Mars mission survivors (Amlan/Marcus/Ezzy) who were gifted a Swiss-cheese chess package. The Company created video-games for the American public/artists, designed to 'flower' our newfound 'mystery' conception of this Devil's Advocate species of dragon-insect appearance and dual competition-coexistence 'intelligence' calculations (for the Ego). Was this the beginning of a grand darkness, or (hopefully) a 'mark' for what the Sulaco heroes achieved (honestly) --- a distance-imagination for an otherwise hostile/leviathan dragon?

Amlan and Marcus and Ezzy cheered their Earth-return heroics/safety with a modern world 'exchange-reflective' culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) that holiday-season following their journey to the furious Red-Planet (Mars) to highlight what they hoped would be the 'record' of human space explorations-chess...the incomplete distance to (real) magnetism (wow). 

"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)