Police-Challenge(s): Transformer

A Story by Abishai100

Two policemen in the challenged Windy-City of incomplete-lines to social-controls engage an adversarial alien-robot for a reading in havens.

A reason behind why I like citing a special terrorist-nihilist robot-avatar Cyclonus (Transformers) is because he/it lends himself to some pretty-nifty storyboard-imagery for inventions in incomplete-lines for governance/controls dialysis, which is what this Earthling police-story concerns (thanks for reading!),

DISCLAIMER: This work of media adaptation offers no commercial/explicit ties to the referenced franchise (Transformers) of inspiration and all images/references used herein (e.g., Chicago) comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social theater (for 'open' views).

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AMLAN: This street-police gig for Windy-City darkness makes us close-pals for Earthling-IQ.

MARCUS: Sure does, Amlan; we're diplomacy-matter for what's American Homeland controls.

AMLAN: Perchance we're greeted by some 'alien' for Earth-language arts (incomplete-lines).

MARCUS: We'd be in readiness-stance for what's an Earthling-bred...for Windy-City's dialysis!

AMLAN: Cool (social media 'faces' for social intelligence or dodecahedrons).

MARCUS: Smart-cops learn better, no?

AMLAN: I guess (ha)...Facebook like.

Amlan and Marcus, pals from Dartmouth, had become laureled Homeland policemen, working the streets of a challenged/darkened city in the post-9/11 era of incomplete-distances readings for securities and 'confidence' for matters of capitalism and exchanges rhetoric for their age of media-drawn lifestyle-superstitions, challenging the pirates/terrorists/crazies of the underworld, in the night-sky of badged Western 'worldly' bureaus (for the Ego).

Well, our protagonist 'prince-policemen' (Amlan/Marcus) were about to get a more serious greeting, as they proposed in fantasy really, from an alien-robot 'visitor' a dark terrorist first-knight 'being' named Cyclonus, from a faraway A.I. machinery planet (Cybertron). Cyclonus sought to perform an 'examination' of the logistics of social-controls for Amlan and Marcus' media-age of traffic photo-synthesis (for bureaus). Was this a non-invasion report agenda for the terrorist?

Cyclonus first-landed on the Earth-moon and began his spy-position(s) game for examinations of Earthling-culture and found a microscope-lens of relevance/IQ in the life/activities of our two protagonist prince-cops of the streets of challenge(s), Amlan and Marcus. He resolved to hack into their station-mainframes for a (private) communique about the arts of media-culture bureaus (for the Ego).

CYCLONUS: My 'examination' concerns water-gun relevance for city-dreams, heroes!
AMLAN/MARCUS: Water-guns.
CYCLONUS: Yes, nonviolence potentiality veiled with action-adventurism for the psyche!
AMLAN/MARCUS: There's no contradiction for civilization(s), Cyclonus; it's a game of IQ.
CYCLONUS: Dualism.
AMLAN/MARCUS: Surely; water-fights symbolize our use of elements/behaviors (IQ).
CYCLONUS: Is duality a frailty for your Earth-realm, for chemical-warfare, perchance?
AMLAN/MARCUS: We doubt that, Cyclonus; water-guns catch a Homeland view for dodecahedrons.
CYCLONUS: Shapes.
AMLAN/MARCUS: The structure of behavior linking with manmade bureaus of havens/wits.
CYCLONUS: Youth hearts for adult complications, eh?
AMLAN/MARCUS: Our Earthling-culture warrants pardon from invasions, Cyclonus!
CYCLONUS: Why?
AMLAN/MARCUS: Simply, we're a civilization of ideology-linked dodecahedrons.
CYCLONUS: Shapes.
AMLAN/MARCUS: Water-guns, like police-cars, represent social controls for dialysis.
CYCLONUS: Hyperbole or dramatism?
AMLAN/MARCUS: We link behaviors and activity with the IQ of man's diagonals.
CYCLONUS: Preservation of dogmas...perchance warrants non-invasion dodecahedrons.
AMLAN/MARCUS: Good (farewell)...and Merry Xmas!

CYCLONUS: Farewell (ha).

Wow, our two Windy-City cops did-well to defend Earthling-culture and activity for IQ, and Cyclonus conceded a non-invasion agenda wisdom upon completion of his (secret!) cyber-portals spy-examination of the two policemen's special incomplete-sense(s) readings of Homeland/Earthling hospitality-chess acumen. The two cops knew that American Homeland arrows for thought concerned those lines of language-arts for those lush imageries of special diner-table chats of peace...and direction!

AMLAN: Did Esmerelda like your non-alcoholic 6-pack of St. Pauli's, pal?
MARCUS: Thanx for the good-advice; she's been wanting me to quit the drink (ha).

AMLAN: Perchance we find in life what that alien-robot claimed for 'social' confidence?

MARCUS: I doubt that; had we failed, it'd been lights-out for St. Pauli's beer/drink.

AMLAN: Terrorists...Windy-City's dialysis (for the Ego).