Alien: B+

Weyland's Mars-mission reveals signs of a 'red-alien' who's the visage of the Devil and requiring a space-force (human) 'reaction' of (simplified) democracy.

A fanfiction of Alien. Happy Holidays! 

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AMLAN: This Martian signal detection of a 'Red-Xeno' alien signs for Hellfire-chess, no?

MARCUS: We're the right blend of nerdism and soldiery for Weyland's advancement(s).

EZZY: Why just the 4 of us but for efficiency in crisis-management or some 'short' test?

DANICA: We've to remain 'cool' for social-media/citizenry commentary in Earth-time.

AMLAN: Spin-city for aliens from the Inferno for colloquial chats in sanity-games IQ!

MARCUS: Apparently, a measure for what's the duality between Heaven and Hell.

EZZY: Remember when sci-fi used to be child-like and fascination, and not complex?

DANICA: Well, maybe this Red-Xeno Martian is Lucifer in disguise, corrupting Facebook.

Weyland's elite Star-Force unit of Mars-explorers/soldiers, Amlan and Marcus and Ezzy and Danica, hoped to engage this mystery-alien 'presence' hiding on Mars and sending some intelligence-communication signal detected by Weyland's company/scientists/radars on Earth. They were afforded a beautiful 'sporting' vessel called Prometheus and prepared to offer social-media/Earth-culture 'Phase-1' of race/contact consciousness for advancements in evolution/competition 'thinking' in the socialized sciences (for arts in bureaucracy-time!). This was modelization of race intuition(s)...for a 'sport' like view for leviathan.

AMLAN: What the hell is that thing?
MARCUS: We've the acid-guns from Weyland to shoot the dragon-insect in the head!

EZZY: Weyland trained us to be calm and cold, but this Martian 'presence' is Satanic.

DANICA: Like I suggested, heroes; this might be Lucifer in disguise; some test of brains.

AMLAN: Well, I doubt it's a fan of the Chicago Bears, if it's the Devil himself (geez!).

MARCUS: It lured us to Mars with that pseudo-intelligence communique for Weyland.

EZZY: When we get the hell out of here, let's evade Weyland-media journals/chess?

DANICA: Since it's running towards us from the horizon, let's make a ring and fire!

AMLAN: I'll aim the acid to its head...it should get the 'sign' to scurry and self-exile.

MARCUS: We'll take some photo-graphics/record for a pizza-hospitality reading (God).

EZZY: We better get a 'staccato-grade' from Weyland's board(s)...for journals!

Weyland's Star-Force unit returned valiantly home (Earth) and were briefed on the civilization-sociology 'logistics' erecting those 'incomplete-distances' to materialism-readings for media-culture and felt this uneasy pressure-feeling that they'd been drawn into the Satanic world of bad-vanities for socialized sciences, after (simply) feeling 'uneasy' with the presence/contact of the Red Xenomorph 'dragon-insect' creature-being on the Red-Planet (Mars). However, Weyland insisted this was (all) a form for capitalist-civilization 'matrix' chess-intuitions for the harnessed 'evolution' of socialized behaviors, choreographed for a race understanding of (shared) profit-restorations.

AMLAN: I can't not doubt we're toying with a dragon for a rationalized image of worry.

Star-Force unit-member Ezzy made 'toast' for her miracle-return/escape from Red-Xeno dread with a world-exchange 'reflective' culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) to highlight (perhaps/arguably) what she learned about hospitality-readings optimism for world-exchange/customs driven ambition for 'intelligence' vanities --- simple comforts were preferred to 'grand' visions of leviathan-complexity. However, she feared what Weyland had planned for future-world visions of the 'bread' of space fertility (hmm).

"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)