Crime/Phone/Question

'Racer' is an American Homeland city merc/vigilante/daredevil/hero/idealist and finds counsel with the police-chief for a crusade against a dark/sinister scarecrow-masks wearing gang of firestarters.

Just completed my self-delightful Shadow and Liar-paradox complements-adventure/vigilantism series over the past few days and moving onto my Robotech/Voltron Liar-paradox space-war IQ-hyperbole series/project for the week and injecting this streets-crime grammar noir, pre-venture. Thanks for reading (Happy March), 

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POLICE-CHIEF: We don't need a Mad Max type or Robin Hood exaggeration, pal.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I'm a Slovak-Algerian Catholic-American ex-coach (hockey!).

POLICE-CHIEF: Look, I conceded to becoming your counselor for vigilantism, ok.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I know your cops are A+, but this new masked gang is Hell.

POLICE-CHIEF: Hey, Mister Satan...perhaps I dunno if I wanna admit I need ya.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: No problem, Chief...this has Earthling/American 'mark' of IQ.

POLICE-CHIEF: Good luck...this 'scarecrow' gang has racer-comment for Internet.

Amlan Satan had become a great hero for hire and was hired ironically by his American Homeland station police-chief (Harvey) who insisted he'd be the only one with the wit(s) to handle a dark and foreboding (masked) street-gang vandalizing parked cars and decapitating policemen and post-office workers for the Ego. Amlan Satan got in his racer-like mask/gear and began to wield-for-use his handy-dandy toy water-rifle...inserted with a thin-glass tube in the shooting-piston and filled with hot acid (for doubt). This had become a street-crimes 'war' of things...leviathan/uncertainty (Facebook-like).

POLICE-CHIEF: Any leads on copycats, for scarecrow-ghouls, friend?
MR. AMLAN SATAN: I just road-raced 3 of their night-vision gang-vans (and won!).

POLICE-CHIEF: That's the rave on social media for cyber-gossip (congrats).

MR. AMLAN SATAN: I had to shoot one of the scarecrow 'captains' in the legs.

POLICE-CHIEF: Acid?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: The guy had rubber-pants on, usual deviance-getup/costume.

POLICE-CHIEF: The gang's (all) bad, and we thank you for your daredevil-art.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: Sure, but copycat-signature's low, Chief...Facebook-like, ok.

WAITRESS: Cheese pancakes and coconut-water.

AMLAN: Thanx, lady (Selfie-like).

WAITRESS: You a fan of the Racer (anti-scarecrows), darling?
AMLAN: I read of it (all) on social media (sure)...but you?
WAITRESS: I get off at midnight, pal (ok).

AMLAN: I'm sure the Racer watches over us (all)...for Super Bowl sanity.

WAITRESS: Selfie-like (for Hell).

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

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