Alien: Flare(s)

A Story by Abishai100

An account of a Red Planet mission requiring flare light/gun 'canon' for race/contact illusory materialism.

Fun fanfiction of Alien.

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WEYLAND: This interest-based Company merger justifies the exploration of the Red-Planet underground cave-system from which emanated that alien intelligent communication signal we detected and are equipping our explorers, the Star-Force (Amlan/Marcus/Ezzy/Danica) with special acid and flare-gun 'machinery' for any negotiable/non-negotiable engagement with an 'exotic' race for social-media photo-graphics and (shared) cinema.

Well, the Star-Force elite unit of Amlan and Marcus and Ezzy and Danica hurled to the Red Planet to trek around a detected/graphed underground cave-labyrinth in which lurked multiple 'dragon' aliens of ravenous swiftness and calculating intelligence, bent on a 'competition' run for survivalism-wit(s) and requiring human race 'chess-excellence' in some 2+2 baton-like teamwork diagram to offer 'dashing' frustration to warrant such a race-contact nihilistic fielding matter.

AMLAN: These flare-guns should prove blinding/confusing for maze-strategy.

EZZY: Very cool; if it's a non-negotiation(s) condition, flare(s) can ground alien-IQ.

The Star-Force landed on the Red Planet of 'incomplete-distances' to leviathan-evasion(s) and ran around that underground (discovered!) planet-cave labyrinth-system, evading the 'Xenomorph' dragon alien species and using the flare(s) canon to create a light-show for confusion/teamwork, almost like a power-touch high-school football force (for 'bad' sportsmanship) to return to Earthlings a social-media culture 'friendly-image' of populations-control (for cinema/journals).

WEYLAND: You say 1/2 the tunnel-system was organic, the other metal/machine?

STAR_FORCE: In deed and word, the dragons were making for a universe there!

WEYLAND: The flare(s) canon offers us a 'cinema' view for sporting-chess?

STAR_FORCE: A stalemate-operation requiring 'incomplete' materialities for wit(s).

WEYLAND: Are you (argumentatively) certain the alien-contact was some dare?

STAR_FORCE: We dare not stutter about it; it was an underground organic-illusion.

It was the "Miracle of Flare(s)" that Star-Force elite member Amlan wrote about in his adapted post-Weyland mission novel which would win him the Pulitzer (wow). After all, we all have come to 'praise' the magic of flare-guns for their illusion-quality of 'fantastic' incomplete-distances to terrain/darkness eyes-for-risk and orientation, and it's what those cave-running human 'athletes' (mostly) used to evade and disorient the dragons of the Red Planet with enough efficiency to take 'acid-jokes' back to Earth for a fire-for-fire engagement offering premonitions for future-contact 'light-show' paranoia (hmm).

WEYLAND: One of the dragons was caught in one of its own metal-ditches, ok?

STAR_FORCE: It felt like a scrimmage from the Inferno; the alien did falter (wow).

WEYLAND: What did you make of the flare-shield 'IQ' for contact-journals/cinema?

STAR_FORCE: Well, we can (all) say (without doubt!), the alien was dark/night.

WEYLAND: Then, we've stated in simple flare(s)-canon the 'illusion' of death.

STAR_FORCE: That 'wonderland-labyrinth' underground (metal/organic) was evil!

WEYLAND: Not beyond reckoning, ok?
STAR_FORCE: Alright (for social-media/bureaucracy).

Amlan (Star_Force) made 'toast' of his mission-adapted Pulitzer prize with a world-exchange 'reflection' culinary-treat soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving-diner plate chat(s) to recount in image/memory what he learned about aliens/races with an 'agenda' for outright competitiveness for nihilistic 'allusions' of hospitality-readings of the darker quality. This was some premonition for Amlan that these Xeno-aliens simply sought self-exile following a long-term 'story' of competition (with humans?). Perhaps the Red Planet would afford Amlan a special 'bread' for leviathan.