Alien/Liar: Abyss {Level}

Fun comics-crossover water/Earth adventure 'game' of scientist and mad-scientist for things of devilish/ingenious (capitalism/American) theme.

Comics avatars (Doctor Octopus, Xenomorph) crossover media, Happy Summer (thanks so much for reading), 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction contains images/references with no commercial/explicit ties to any person(s)/body and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/interpretation/commentary).

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MR. AMLAN SATAN: As a Slovak-Algerian immigrant/citizen research fellow/recruit, I'm intrigued.

ADMINISTRATOR: We've found special language investment smiles for your world 'grammar' work.

SATAN: The application of the Liar-paradox ("Every statement is incomplete") is capitalism-IQ.

ADMINISTRATOR: Ha, "Every statement is incomplete" (except that one itself!).

SATAN: Therefore, "At least one statement is complete" (even if only that one itself!).

ADMINISTRATOR: You apply this logic-language 'completeness' to capitalism models reliability?

SATAN: We invoke 'grammar' of sports/games inference for capitalism's decision-systems (risk!).

ADMINISTRATOR: The intelligence of intentionality for the decision(s)-network, eh, Satan?

SATAN: Facebook-like for civilization (e.g., Madden bias-markets).

ADMINISTRATOR: "The psychology of capitalist premonitions" (Selfie-like).

SATAN: Thanx, sir.

Of course, Mr. Amlan Satan's work with the Liar-paradox intelligence-structure(s) applications for capitalism logistics/sociology modeling at a New England school where he was recruited (from Algeria) drew interest from those studying the psycho-sociological 'dynamics-hyperbole' of conscious brain-language for social predictability; but it also drew the interest of Doctor Octopus, an Earth-deep ocean dwelling hiding/spying multi-tentacled leviathan-man poised as the ultimate Devil's Advocate of our Earth realm of logical diagrams (Facebook-like!).

MR. SATAN: You hacked into my cyber-portal through/for/by email, sir?

DOCTOR OCTOPUS: Relax, Amlan Satan...this is only a dark challenge (ha).

MR. SATAN: This claim you live in the ocean-abyss as a spy is a game, sir?

DOCTOR OCTOPUS: I've been viewing your Liar-games work with capitalism/Madden.

MR. SATAN: Sociological intuitions of the predictability of risk-decision(s) systems, Octopus.

DOCTOR OCTOPUS: Did you realize I've the 'super' ability to make mind-control devices?

MR. SATAN: What...I'm to offer Earth realm intelligence diagrams for sovereignty, Octopus?

DOCTOR OCTOPUS: Can you do it...convince me to stay down here in the ocean for private spying?

MR. SATAN: All's I need to (then) is to present some logic-liar model of football shadows (Selfie-like).

DOCTOR OCTOPUS: You have 1 month to do it, and take/extract notes (Facebook-like).

Well, Octopus had delivered quite the 'game' challenge to our protagonist prince 'hero' of this faerie-tale of Earth realm sovereignty proof(s) for capitalism's risk-decisions intentionality for the art of living! Mr. Amlan Satan had only to deliver some cyber-communique to Doctor Octopus so he'd stay down there, in our Earth-ocean deep abyss, away from our overground world of visible dialysis/dissections, refraining from using his mad scientist mind-control 'toys' to enslave all of humanity. Amlan had to wonder (now!) if Octopus was (secretly/actually) Lucifer himself, delivering this vanities challenge of things of Blue-Planet...institutionalism (wow).

SHELBYE (Associate): Well, this is quite a model image of Doctor Octopus.

AMLAN SATAN: It's the best I could derive...for we need some reference diplomacy!

SHELBYE: You're such a romantic hero-type, Mr. Satan.

AMLAN SATAN: Someday I hope to be Doctor Satan (hmmm).

SHELBYE: What's Octopus (really) want?
AMLAN SATAN: Uncertainty...may be he's an exiled Martian...or the Devil himself (geez).

SHELBYE: Well, glad to be of assistance in your research for Earth humanity defenses here.

AMLAN SATAN: You're my Maid Marian (Facebook-like).

OCTOPUS: You know I have 'Xenomorph' dragon drone-guardians down here with me.

SATAN: Aha, you've an underwater 'lair' complete with your own sentinels.

OCTOPUS: Inference, Satan?
SATAN: I'm to keep this 'game' a dark secret for your eyes only, eh?

OCTOPUS: C'mon...you've seen James Bond, surely (Facebook-like).

SATAN: Right (Liar's game).

Amlan delivered a mighty/nice modelization of substantive-proof of the 'qualia' of Earth's capitalism ethos structures with his (cyber) Madden-risk diagram worth its penny-weight in human-realm sweat (Facebook-like) to Octopus. The mad/spying Doctor had no-choice (really!) but to conclude Amlan Satan had erected special birthday-candles premonitions 'intelligence' of our Blue-Planet substantive 'things' of worry/thesauruses, surely a bridge between things of capitalism's incompleteness...and fashion completeness (Selfie-like).

SHELBYE: Doctor Octopus consented to 'pardon' our human capitalism.

AMLAN: All was 'fare' in love-for-spying, Shelbye my love.

SHELBYE: I guess we return to our digits-exams of things psychology.

AMLAN: Selfie-like...for the gods (ha).

SHELBYE: Only you and I know (this), now, Amlan Satan.

AMLAN: That's worth a sci-fi translation...let's call it Bloody Receivers.

SHELBYE: Facebook-like (jellyfish link to English 'art' The Bloody Chamber).

AMLAN: To perfect thermals.

"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)