Space-Men {Boarding School}

Is there an 'education' branch for Homeland/city image in vigilance/diary (for cartoons)?

An Earthling-traffic yarn, loosely inspired by A Vigilante (Olivia Wilde). 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction offers no ties to the city of Chicago and all images/references (therefore) comprise a purely 'personal' expression of language-arts (for 'open' review). 

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AMLAN: We're the cartoonists for vigilante-consciousness (Windy-City chess).

RAKI: Excellence, for darkness; this is social-media game-theory for Hell!

Two gents, now Homeland citizens, Amlan and Raki, friends from Dartmouth, had left their home-nation (Asia) and become Windy-City active cartoonists for a cyber-society (Celtics) and shaped a vigilante-lore for infiltrations into a modern hellmouth, blood-diamond eco-capitalism insider-ugliness, destroying (literally/figuratively) incomplete-distances to commerce/transit confidence in this mod-Earth of exchange photo-graphics (for a bureaucracy-fiction!).

AMLAN: Here's our vigilante-avatar mascot pairing (Saturday-AM works).

RAKI: Cool light for hell-kitchen image, pal; the Bureaucracy Space-Men.

AMLAN: No one know who the heck we are (still).

RAKI: Perhaps this is our time for great escapades into the mouth of mad!

AMLAN: Great-stuff, Raki; our masked acid-gun night-patrols make for lore.

RAKI: We're the anti-warriors warrior watch for warrior-wind.

AMLAN: Space-Men docs (bureaucracy/flare).

RAKI: Thanx.

With a pair of loose-fun (affable) vigilantes running around the Homeland city of Bears/Bulls markets, one would think there'd be no darkness whatsoever concerning a surfaced hellmouth, in the form of a showgirl stalker named Slasher, but Amlan/Raki were out in post-midnight patrols, masked/costumed in a grand theater-truck (loaded with candy-cigs) with a midnight-dawn 'stage-act' claim of social-media culture 'reflective' (American) interest in democracy-humor, but armed with water-guns filled with HCL (wow).

CYBER_FANZINE: We charge the masked-vigilantes (Space-Men?) with this box-burn swap of (rumored/insured?) blood-diamonds in our challenged Windy-City and not the Slasher...for the street-chatter (chess?) surrounding this modern Earth-lore is one of watches (not bureaucracy).

INTERPOL: "Blood-diamond corruption makes 'rogue' finance/piracy woe."

SPACE_MEN: This was no small feet; we've made pizza-time for laurel(s).

INTERVIEW: Who the hell are you two friends?

SPACE_MEN: We defend the integrity of 'American' space/shuttles!

INTERVIEW: Very-cool; 'earned' pizza badge(s).

SPACE_MEN: Slasher was worse than the Creeper (himself)!

INTERVIEW: Thanx (bureaucracy-readings).

AMLAN: They love our Space-Men cartoon-avatars, Raki.

RAKI: Who'd think Slasher'd be riding a van with wheels primed for acid-fire?

AMLAN: We'd been fortunate an actual-patrol was nearby, Raki-buddy!

RAKI: How high was the victim-list, Amlan pal?

AMLAN: Too high to note for a 'weird' Facebook-chrome.

"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)