Alien: Class

A Story by Abishai100

A space-mission to Mars yields a special competition-education 'class' diagram for what's an arguably capitalism-race 'modelization' of (simplified) risk.

A Friday's Eve Thanksgiving weekend fanfiction of that iconic sci-fi/horror franchise Alien. Thanks so much for reading,

----

====

Four Weyland space-explorers, Amlan and Marcus and Ezzy and Danica, headed to Mars to investigate the value of an intelligence-signal communique transmitted by an apparent 'alien' dragon lurking/hiding there, and were considered an 'almost-perfect' cross-section of American Homeland (Earth) citizenry cross-section of 'incomplete-distances' to traffic/media life citizenry diplomacy for populations strength/materialism, but Amlan was self-conceived as the lone 'radical' of the quartet of Mars-mission heroes for this social-media culture 'friendly' race message examination(s) of capitalism-race leviathan.

WEYLAND: You cornered the lone 'dragon' encountered in its own Mars power-plant maze?
AMLAN: We were roaming the Mars-underground in a cavern-labyrinth and found it!

WEYLAND: You made for 'discovery' of this Mars-cave power-plant and found its vanities?

AMLAN: We realized it was making for an ambition-game in the furious Red-Planet.

WEYLAND: You saw its plant/factory and its tunnel/maze complexity and engaged it?

AMLAN: It was chasing us in its own 'erected' maze-system in the plant/factory for chess.

WEYLAND: You had a laser hand-cannon from our Weyland Company and isolated it.

AMLAN: That's correct; I shot it in the knee; it fell in one of its own plant-maze ditches!

WEYLAND: When it was down there, in its own factory/maze ditches, you photo'd it.

AMLAN: That's correct; this became our Weyland-team photo-record for Earth-matter!

WEYLAND: Good (for photo-synthesis).

AMLAN: And for my (own) retirement package in 'Swiss-cheese media' (right?).

WEYLAND: Fine (for photo-graphics and class-bureaucracy, Mr. Satan).

Well, the Weyland-force of examination(s) in this special Mars-mission 'faerie-tale' had made for a discovery in survivalism-education for Earthling social-media journal-write(s) and cast Mr. Amlan Satan as a special 'micro-celebrity' in modern bureaucracy records, for the applications of survivalism and education in race-contact excellence and intelligence, and perhaps the 'dragon Martian' encountered, an insect-reptilian prowling being of calculations/mechanics named 'Xenomorph' (by Weyland species librarians/taxonomists!), would be hailed in Earth-history accounts as a 'stat' for Amlan's (personal) heroics/deed of maze-running and marksmanship. However, Weyland sought to 'exploit' this record for its own (Company) tech/machinery vanities for an elongation in bureaucracy pursuit(s).

WEYLAND: We're gifting you this 'special' sportsmanship (basketball) chess-toy, Satan.

AMLAN: Wow, a gesture of capitalism-race symbolism for my 'deed' in alien-maze games?

WEYLAND: You'll be getting that 'Swiss-cheese' retirement-view for fortune-class, Satan.

AMLAN: Wow, a sampled lesson for capitalism-race 'class' IQ for what's survivalism, ok.

WEYLAND: You achieved a special micro-fantasy laughter for alien/race contact-chess.

AMLAN: I concur with that (surely); I'll 'paste' a special sportsmanship-storyboard online.

WEYLAND: Good (for photo-graphics and bureaucracy).

Somewhat jaded by this human-class vanity of space-control(s) and trophy-consciousness in survivalism, Mr. Amlan Satan of Weyland decided to pursue his dream of arts/writing in Switzerland as a reflection of post-mission retirement-package happiness while doubling as a (secret) vigilante, performing a special blood-diamond bank-storages hero-act in a Swiss-bank holding (rumored) conflict-zone gems (African) apparently tied with rogue/terrorism finances in Euro-currency, and he used a special theater-prop toy water-rifle (filled with hot-acid injected into the thin-glass-tube pre-inserted in the shooting-piston of the toy/gun) for the 'deed' for box-burn and treasure/gem-swap and declared himself as an insurance-messenger for (rumored) Earth-minerals mining corruptions in his human capitalist 'race' insanity of incomplete-distances to heroism-lines.

SATAN (Amlan): Next Halloween, I'll be roaming in Geneva as a masked artist, but I wonder if I'll be thinking of myself as an 'alien' racer...or a treasure-race vanity messenger of the photo-synthesis streets/leviathan (hmm).