Fred Krueger: Justified Afterimage (Touchback)

Legendary demon-invader for one dream control jar makes 'mark' of an Earth prince/racer/gamer for the afterimage 'psyche' of things beyond Earth-realm jury.

Freddy Krueger (A Nightmare on Elm Street) characterization/fanfiction. Happy Summer, all (thanks for reading), 

DISCLAIMER: This work of media/movie/genre fanfiction and characterization for art contains images/references with no ties to any representative person(s)/body (e.g., Sony PlayStation) and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/translations/criticism).

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"Friends, I had become a special advocate of the intrigue and intuition of racer-consciousness and donned the mantle of video-game fanfare languages messenger for varied sports-windows imaged Western (American Homeland) qualia of things of competition and capitalism-race reflection for the Ego. That's why a dark-side demon-warden of dream control for insanity and vertigo made mark of me, claiming my auto-focus for highways-drive and car racing made me an Earth world 'angel' of things of fortune and psychiatry (for leviathan/uncertainty). Follow along, Selfie-like (Facebook-like)."

"Now, I had acquired special laurels for merit/fanfare as a racer on the roads complementing my excellence in video-game skill that made an efficacious American Homeland diplomat for things of competition and Selfie-fantasy for roads and cyber-highway self-idealization. That's why this dark-side demon-warden of dream-sleep Hell and control-loss, the inimitable Fred Krueger, burned/deformed, blade-gloved nihilist, insidious mutant of dread, wanted to test me for my overground 'intelligence' of race representation for leviathan/uncertainty (Facebook-like!)."

KRUEGER: Familiar with afterimage-science, Earth man?
ME: I've read of you, Freddy...you were a human psycho, youngster-kidnapper!

KRUEGER: The towns-people who found my lair burned me to death, damn.

ME: You've returned to Earth-realm as a specter of dream-sleep vertigo.

KRUEGER: You're a messenger/diplomat of racing and video-game vanity, yes?

ME: What you want with me, this afterimage query, Krueger?

KRUEGER: Familiar with afterimage-science, Earth man?

ME: Yes, I studied (college); prolonged ocular exposure to light/stimuli.

KRUEGER: Staring at primary color (or bright-light), makes memory-imprint.

ME: Yes, the eye makes color/light frequency sensitivity reactions (spectrum!).

KRUEGER: That afterimage 'created' by the spectrum of physics is a secret.

ME: I guess that's a special universe perception weirdness (for plasticity), so?

KRUEGER: The afterimage is how I gained my afterlife power of dream-entry!

ME: Why connect your metaphysics-claim of physics-terrorism with me, Freddy?

KRUEGER: You're a racer and video-game competition angel...feel of fantasy.

ME: You mean to make your Renfield or Igor, Krueger!

KRUEGER: What's so special about your Earth world defense, fool?

ME: My dominion is about the control of perceptible speed, without stripes.

KRUEGER: Prove it, for paper/flesh (ha).

"What did Krueger want (with me)? I had to wonder/ask (to myself). Apparently, my acumen for road-racing consciousness complementing my cyber-games and digital competition activity for speed/contest 'diplomacy' made me something like a victory 'afterimage' angel, which is where Fred Krueger lurked as a demon-warden of things of volition or self-composure, stalking and terrorizing the human mind as a burned/deformed/bladed man of flesh and bloody-stripes of chaos 'creativity' for really-dark IQ (damn). I had to wonder/ask if Krueger was a 'sculpture' of Lucifer himself (Selfie-like)."

DETECTIVE: You claim you brought your lady-friend here, post-drive (Colorado)?

ME: She was my high-school girl; we reunited, I was on cross-country drive.

DETECTIVE: You got drunk and (both) fell-asleep...you awoke, and she's dead?

ME: Next to her dead body lay Freddy Krueger's glove, with blades (arrogance).

DETECTIVE: You claim this specter is an immortal dreams deformer/liar?

ME: I tell you, I'm just a human; and Krueger 'stole' my girl for dream-stripe.

DETECTIVE: That's some alibi, fool.

ME: When Freddy's king of Colorado, you'll believe me, friend (Selfie-like).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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