Gambit/Sinister: Chaos Theist

A Story by Abishai100

Two rivals of opposing forces of chaos (Marvel Comics) create a special 'superstition' legend/map for the 'image' of Homeland (American) brass.

A wonderful Homeland-patriotism avatar feature from Marvel Comics for Xmas-season spirits of capitalism-race 'lounge' tension-recess. Thanks for reading!

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to any person(s)/body and all images used herein comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social hyperbole (for 'open' reference).

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GAMBIT: You know I'm your diametric opposite. Sinister.

MR. SINISTER: We've been hailed as the axis of 'perfect' vanity-stalemate(s), enemy!

GAMBIT: Don't you realize I'm simply a man of capitalism-race 'chess' music?
SINISTER: Yes, but I'm the gambler-villain of all that chance simply can't afford!

GAMBIT: You mean to craft an Xmas-consumerism paranoia with me as a rival, no?
SINISTER: This is the high-art of Earth-realm fortune-risk for darkness, Gambit man!

GAMBIT: Why me?
SINISTER: Let's just pretend this is a 'class' for all that's fortune-implosive, Gambit.

GAMBIT: Aha, an 'education' for a Homeland (American) casino-land rhetoric-honor.

SINISTER: We shall see if you've the 'mettle' for capitalist-defense art(s) in-time.

GAMBIT: I can't fail in this, Sinister, for what's the 'image' for chance-terrorism?

Well, as it stood to be discovered, these two super-human rivals from the opposite sides of the law, albeit pseudo-comparable, Gambit and Sinister, an 'antihero-prince' of risk/chance heroics on Earth (America) and a villainous calculator of purely nihilistic terror-schemes for pure (questionable) 'math' IQ, were witnesses to an Xmas-Vegas 'event' of media-darkness, when a celebrity of the media stage of capitalism's flowering in the 21st-Century of 'incomplete-distances' to commerce/traffic securities for antiterrorism, was bloody-murdered by some random (masked!) maniac who invaded a casino-showroom floor to create mass-panic for the holiday consumerism/dogma season. Gambit/Sinister agreed this was a 'photo-synthesis' for a treasure-ruin vanity and debated about the scale(s) of leviathan-fiction (wow).

GAMBIT: Perhaps this Xmas-casino 'show-floor' was education in chaos theories?

SINISTER: Perhaps the educators of American capitalism will seek high-art(s)!

GAMBIT: America's endured much tragedy, Sinister; this will be no erasable Hell.

SINISTER: We can't take for granted the Earthling-yearning for (pure) gods!

GAMBIT: I can't agree the potion for terrorism is (simply) invented Heaven, Sinister.

SINISTER: Can you deny the Homeland angst of 'cinematic' entropy?

GAMBIT: We'll make for balance, Sinister, with a reference for divine artistry.

SINISTER: Damn (fine).

When Gambit took the form of a Coronavirus-doc visiting the Vegas-floor(s) during the disaster of crime(s) in the Homeland, while Mr. Sinister became an eerie bearded seaside-salesman of a special insurance-enterprise for creating paranoia-language amidst the 'Great Depression' drawn by the casino-darkness of the bloody-murder, the tourists and citizenry of Vegas wondered if this was some social-media culture 'photo-graphics' art for the quality of traffic-disaster. Was America 'fated' to be complicatedly insane (for bureaucracy)?

GAMBIT: I've the remedy/reaction for your adversarial conjecture of terrorism.

SINISTER: A patriot-trophy item of Super Bowl sentimentalism for naivete?

GAMBIT: It's not just child-like flowery for media and fortune, Sinister, but scent!

SINISTER: Scent, Gambit?

GAMBIT: Yes, scent, evil-man; this New York 'toast' for Super Bowl lore is myth.

SINISTER: A Buffalo-captaincy for regret-loss superstitions amidst Vegas-tragedy?

GAMBIT: We distribute copies of this 'sportsmanship-gift' for youth-medicine, man!

SINISTER: A 'rhetoric' or evangelism gesture for 'physics' of Homeland bone, eh?

GAMBIT: The best-reaction for trauma and sentiment is 'wrought' fantasy, Sinister.

SINISTER: Damn.

The hero-eccentric Gambit made 'toast' for his loud challenge to the villain Sinister with a world-exchange 'reflective' culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) to highlight what he'd achieved to deliver as a message for Vegas/Homeland optimism in a time of trauma/tragedy for anti-terror imagery --- incomplete-distances to (serious) bureaucracy-humor (for towns).