Hyperion II

A Story by Abishai100

Space-activity yields for both kingdoms and co-op 'escapism' for what's (actual) data.

A space world futurama fantasy drawn from varied media/comics.

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Commander Hyperion had prepared nicely for this mission to the Rai Galaxy and considered himself a modern classic diplomat of space-warrior consciousness for wrought language-arts, given his sort of 'classic' Earthling (20th-Century bookworm/engineering) face or visage. However, this was the second mission to Rai, and it was therefore called Mission II, and it required archaeological invocations of classic (20th-Century) space race/war thinking for storyboards and words (hmmm).

MONARCH: Welcome to Rai, Hyperion, for this Mission II.

HYPERION: What's it; there's some 'bread/fruit' for invasion-colonialism?

MONARCH: Two 'races' of overt vanity; one insect, the other behemoth, pal.

HYPERION: We lure them to a dark-hole 'lair' for co-investment teamwork!

MONARCH: Will the go for it, Hyperion II?

HYPERION: There's always a 'space' for classic-kingdom visages of thrones.

MONARCH: You're maybe correct here, Hyperion; we seek some 'classic' IQ.

HYPERION: I've these archaeological-image records of 20th-Century cinema!

MONARCH: Aha, persuasion, through 'drawn' posture-arts for co-dough.

Hyperion's brilliance came to bread/fruit for Mission II, and the overwhelmed masked mysterious Rai-monarch was grateful, having dealt with these 2 'races' of overt colonialism-consciousness for mechanics! Well, perchance archaeologists would mark the time-capsule iconography the Rai-monarch generated for future-gens to make for language-arts portals in sovereignty...and even direction.

Hyperion decided this Mission II afforded him that special-right to cast special image-rich storyboards for 20th-21st Century net-activity 'drawn' for premonition magic (and motivations!) for this new time of great universe 'buzz' drawing both valor and ingenuity; and sometimes vanity and paranoia. Perhaps Hyperion would remember his 'examination' of great triumph in Rai (with that mysterious and pensive/troubled monarch) as somehow a reflection of varied human race 'encounters' with the smoke-and color of glassy and shiny...dinosaurs.