Purge: Equator (Part 1)

Amlan/Marcus are Echelon-town sports-writers and receive a door-knock on the eve of the 1st-Purge for potential pardon (or not) for Blue Planet citizenry-ID catharsis (movie-fanfic).

The Purge fanfic/trilogy. Thanks for reading, 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fanfiction contains images/references with no ties to any representative person(s)/body and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/translations).

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AMLAN: We've moved into this nice Echelon-town to begin our sports-writings.

MARCUS: Amlan pal, were the right American Ivy-educated sports-artists now!

AMLAN: Hear anything (online) about this Purge-event, Marcus?

MARCUS: Some underground secret/invisible socialized ritual of catharsis, ok.

AMLAN: Some 'sanctioned' social eve of mayhem and neglected crimes of psyche?

MARCUS: Some psychologist reported it; and it made for a cyber-cult language.

AMLAN: Well, there's talk of the 1st-Purge wafting through our Echelon-town!

MARCUS: We should be fine (Facebook-like).

Amlan and Marcus left Princeton to move into their Echelon-town abode/studio to begin their superstition(s)-writing on the 'qualia' of American sports trading-cards and how Blue Planet culture for social/media ethos and aesthetics and commentary reflected a surfaced TV-unifying human populations rhetoric for customs/contracts/competition/cadence (for the Ego!). However, they'd no clue they'd be witness to the 1st-Purge, an annual/invisible/ritualized night of cult-followed 'permissions' violence and vandalism and criminality to purge the human-soul of anarchy-instincts for the remainder of the calendar-year. Amlan and Marcus had their Echelon-abode/studio marked for Purge...examination (Facebook-like).

PURGE-MEMBER: Knocked on your door, artists.

AMLAN/MARCUS: You're from the Purge (council)?
PURGE-MEMBER: You blogged about a prologue to your Cali-baseball card story.

AMLAN/MARCUS: Athletics superstitions for Blue Planet diamonds-magic, sure!

PURGE-MEMBER: I require your referenced magic-card, for Purge (council) IQ.

AMLAN/MARCUS: We fail to make baseball-card value/offering and you kill us?

PURGE-MEMBER: That's the Purge-agenda and credence...and you know it (now).

AMLAN/MARCUS: We can make a 1st-Purge 'examination' retort for pardon, sir

PURGE-MEMBER: What would/could you possibly say to 'spice' your baseball-card?

AMLAN/MARCUS: We'll derive a special 3-pt. 'logic' for (Echelon) Purge-pardon.

PURGE-MEMBER: Continue, artists...pray-tell your 1st-point of card-query!

AMLAN/MARCUS: Athletics card we cast is Blue Planet paper-of-dialect.

PURGE-MEMBER: Dialects, fools?
AMLAN/MARCUS: Dialects of capitalism stencil Blue Planet 'graphics' in Echelon!

PURGE-MAMBER: Fair for fare...your require (now!) 2-more points-of-qualia.

AMLAN/MARCUS: Excellence (for doubt).

Well, Amlan and Marcus triumphed in impressing the Purge-advocate, a masked 'Stranger' who knocked on their door (in Echelon) on the eve of the 1st-Purge to declare their artist-home (of sports 'things') as mark of crime/murder/invasion and then insisted the writers' promissory-request of a baseball-card magic confidence 'retort' for Purge-pardon would have to be (simply) perfect for Purge (council) records/leaves (for doubt). Amlan/Marcus impressed the masked 'Stranger' with point-1 of the 3-part 'miracle' Purge-pardon potential energy 'examination'...and would now have to supply 2-more points-of-Rationalism (for an Echelon-quotables).

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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