Pirates/Stranger: Schism Echelon

Three modern-day Utopian-pirates of cyber-tell are tested/dared by a stranger (in mask) on Halloween for a 'wage' of Earth-realm kilns.

A modern pirate-image vignette/fiction. Happy end-of-Summer, 

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Three quite eccentric modern day adventurers of the seas and coasts of Western Earth, two of them brothers, had become self-poised diamond lifters for intercepts of world conflict-zone gems mining exploitations from African shores and claimed they'd been descended from actual old-Earth sea pirates of great lore and campfires and stuff for our Selfie time of Halloween-like keratin!

The three 'pirates' (Amlan/Davy/Ajay) had made temp-home haven stop in an idyllic area-pocket of the East Coast of the USA called Echelon, a suburbia town where there'd been nice walking-feels and local conveniences of shopping and securities and mail and used their modern WiFi resources to make colored blogs about the qualia of enduring (timeless!) fascination of Earthlings in stuff of pirate-keratin for the Ego.

The pirates (Amlan/Davy/Ajay) liked using toy water-rifles inserted with glass-tubes filled with acid for their diamond lifts from storage places and vehicles for great Western Earth gossip for conflict-zone gem mining exploitation interception and claimed they sought cooler forms of culture-media stuff like Super Bowl TV diamond-ads for our Earthling keratin (for leviathan/uncertainty!).

One day, the three great 'pirates' (Amlan/Davy/Ajay) got a stranger knock on their Echelon-door, from a masked stranger (on Halloween Day) who claimed he insisted that they produce some great intuitive knowledge of the nature of pirate-intelligence...after he had read their (shared) cyber-blogs about enduring Earthling (Western) sea/land/traffic interest in stuff of pirate-kaleidoscopes for leviathan/uncertainty.

PIRATES (Amlan/Davy/Ajay): What do ye seek, stranger in mask on Halloween?

STRANGER: I've a portrait of one of my bloody-victims, fools (ha).

PIRATES (Amlan/Davy/Ajay): God...it's hideous...stranger!

STRANGER: I'm to demand this examination statement from you fools now.

PIRATES (Amlan/Davy/Ajay): We have a special football trading-card...fair?

STRANGER: I assume it's of a star-player from a pirate-logo American team.

PIRATES (Amlan/Davy/Ajay): You'd note the exact card is quite the silver/gold.

STRANGER: In that case, fools...you shall not match the portrait of this death!

PIRATES (Amlan/Davy/Ajay): Many thanks, stranger...this art of victim is cutting.

STRANGER: Farewell, fools; and keep this 'accord' secret, for all things keratin.

PIRATES (Amlan/Davy/Ajay): All pirates keep the quiet-word of Heaven, good.

STRANGER: You're lucky I've found you English, here in Echelon/Earth (ha).

"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)