Carnage: Boston Paragraph Inception

My Marvel (fanfiction) project about Carnage (Cletus Kasady) presents the symbiote-human super-psycho as multi-ranged messenger of things of Earth's shocks.

Carnage (Marvel Comics) Summer-season fanfiction. 

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Cletus Kasady moved from the East to the West and donned his Selfie age visage/persona of random American Homeland wandering before landing/settling into Boston-town where he'd find special languages of social media culture superstitions of 21st-Century street-securities 'jitters' to cast himself as a criminal psycho, robbing jewelry stores and stalking policewomen to make a cyber-commentary face-image of things of Earthling field goals (Facebook-like!).

His particular interest in Boston-town (New England) was of the Marathon bomb-tragedy in the 21st-Century for a special 'jitters' paranoia imagery of Earth-realm shade (hmmm). He started to blog online anonymously about Western/American pedestrian crossings fears before a meteor crashed into Canadian shores, releasing a contained alien-symbiote 'being' that crawled all the way to New England to merge with Cletus Kasady's brain-and-body (Selfie-like).

CLETUS: What am I becoming, alien?

SYMBIOTE: You're mine now, man...you belong to me...we are Carnage now!

CLETUS: What do you want, alien/symbiote?

SYMBIOTE: I want your IQ-brain for a Boston-town crossings Hell word (for now).

CLETUS: So we plant a 'super' fear in Boston Marathon comment pre-trekking?

SYMBIOTE: Yes, we next journey to NYC, but now, for now...it's the Boston-art!

CLETUS: Damn, seems I'm fated for arts-shares of the dark-side variance, ok.

Now, having become the hybrid-specter called Carnage, Cletus Kasady knew (without doubt!) that his fate and soul were in the cross-works of the crash-landed alien symbiote 'being' that rendered him and the being (combined!) into a super nemesis of nihilist-consciousness for American Homeland storytellers (hmmm). As the 'Carnage' of flesh-morphing violence powered chaos and vertigo messenger in Boston's town, Cletus found himself offering Earth-realm deadly dark 'hyperbole' of (simple) jagged edge shadow.

WAITRESS: You heard of the Carnage spreading malice and street-chaos?

COP: Yes, lady...he's prone to make Boston Marathon tragedy a mod-crusade.

WAITRESS: There's social gossip 'Carnage' is just a wandering man named Cletus.

COP: Yes, lady...he's also boasted he's to trek to New York post-deed of Boston.

WAITRESS: Well, maybe y'all cops should get liquid-nitrogen guns to freeze Hell!

COP: Yes, lady...he's found bad-message for American Homeland chicken-pie IQ.

WAITRESS: Just when you thought 9/11 was bad, it's Boston's stock that's wire.

COP: Facebook-like (for a diner-shorthand).

"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)