Starfighter Ultimatum: Part 2

When human descendants of Earth, settled in a faraway planet (Xylo), are threatened by the menacing Empire, a quartet of starfighters make defiance-stance for know.

My outer-space fantasy-adventure trilogy for Sunday-'26. Thanks for reading (stay safe/warm), 

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AMLAN: We're on-time here to make space-maps and IQ-shapes for Empire war!

MARCUS: We'll soar into the space-field above Planet Xylo to fire the evil-ship.

EZZY: Monarchs Endymion and Dartmouth rule over their Empire for colonialism?

DANICA: We know their stance is at least imposition for power-vanities show, ok.

AMLAN: Our quartet soars into outer-space to fight Empire-drones and the ship.

MARCUS: That mother-ship of the Empire hovering above has weak-spots we say.

EZZY: Our Planet Xylo researchers discovered key energy-thrust centric-points!

DANICA: We choreograph space-fight array to throw-off drones to fire centrically.

AMLAN: Sure, sure, sure, fire at the ship's center energy-holes and fish-off drones.

MARCUS: Facebook-like!

The human descendants of Earth settled into Planet Xylo were shocked and even horrified when the evil and ominous Empire parked its mother-vessel above the planet's atmosphere (in space!) and moved the quartet of starfighter-heroes, Amlan and Marcus and Ezzy and Danica, to choreograph some sanity for stance-of-defiance in chemistry-reaction and laser-readiness in proportion to the monstrous visage of pseudo-colonialism 'consciousness' the Empire (and its eerie alien monarchs, Endymion and Dartmouth) cast for space-share paranoia and planet-life settlement know (for doubt!).

ENDYMION: I've an itch that the Xylo-telescope humans know of our ship's shapes.

DARTMOUTH: That's chance, my King.

ENDYMION: What's this array-reaction potency of retaliation measured, my lady?

DARTMOUTH: We're sure that Xylo has machine-jets to cast some defiance-fight!

ENDYMION: Should they fail to make-stand against our mother-ship and drones?

DARTMOUTH: My King, that simply proves our colonial agenda is over puny ants.

ENDYMION: Sounds-dialysis for good field goals (Facebook-like).

Amlan worked late-night on some journal doodles about the magic of lasers in the use of space-defense imagination for the honor of Planet Xylo one weekend pre-engagement of his heroics-mindful starfighter quartet with that dark Empire mother-vessel hovering over his human-settled planet (ok). He knew the study-notations of Xylo-humans in-defiance was sharp and that his starfighter-quartet would have to simultaneously string-off defender army-drone mini-ships circling around the mother-ship of the Empire while the heroes coordinated an array of laser-fire with their fighter-jets to target those fuel-or-thrust energization centric-patches of the mother-vessel (directly). Amlan knew this was a stand for Xylo, Earth-descendancy human languages of democracy, and of course, good toylands phonics (ok).

TO BE CONTINUED...

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

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