Abishai100
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A crossover of Robotech and Alien media/comics.
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The old-Earth had been filled with journals/images of socialized or normalized or organized forms for intrigue and network action and misadventures, both invisible and mainstream, and this served as a premonition deed for a spiritual Rapture of conscious-beings evolution in our known universe, but this was only an appetizer for a future age of even greater intrigue and 'darkness' of the mind(s), and these old-Earth (e.g., 20th-Century images/tales) featured only a 'skeletal' examination of civilization 'conceptions' of true 'incomplete-distances' to materialism-readings (for leviathan).
Fast-forward into Earth's distant-future and we find the new silhouette/stencil trace of a civilization much more 'advanced' and tech-machinery developed, in which Earth-minds orient a special legion-defense perimetry known as the RoboTech force, serving as a 'loose-premonition' agenda for mankind's securities for what'd been conceived of as a special demonic-invasion interest not shielded by anything man's religion/gods accounted for and hence requiring a new 'brand' of nature/science art-of-leviathan (for the brain!).
MAX (RoboTech Commander): This old-design of old-Earth space-flight was stolen/copied.
RICK (RoboTech Pilot): By these 'dragon' Xenomorph aliens with a view for what's Invasion-chess?
LISA (RoboTech Princess): So, this design for old-Earth fantasy fueled the alien-march for Earth-hell.
MAX: Let's not doubt anything...for social media leviathan/bread!
RICK: Cool, I'd not anticipated all this 'advancement' for capitalism 'chess' would simply fuel boredom.
LISA: Good head-check(s), gents, but RoboTech kingdom (Earth) demands humility for soup/diners.
MAX: That's what I love about new-Earth, my RoboTech compatriots of war...'art' for materialism/IQ.
RICK: It's an American tradition, right?
LISA: Good (for social education).
Who the hell would seek to thwart/usurp/hijack old-Earth designs of grand marvels in fantasy for universe-transit/securities but a leviathan-force or the old Christian Devil himself? That's not what fueled the RoboTech kingdom heroes like Max/Rick/Lisa who'd somewhat 'foreseen' this new threat to new-Earth confidence, this vile 'dragon' alien legion known as the Xenomorph species, perhaps hailing from some 'Mars-dimension' or portal-distance from some faraway (undesirable?) zone of the known universe. These dragons were likened to Christian demons of the Inferno and resembled the 'expelled' rebel-angels from Heavens mutated into crawling/calculating (and ravenous!) insectisoid 'beings' with acidic-saliva/blood and the power to implode the consciousness. The RoboTech 'army' of new-Earth required therefore the bright beautiful minds of the leaders/captains/princesses like Max and Rick and Lisa to forge a new universe 'examination' highlighting the 'colored' image of a post-capitalism democratic exchange-right for defense against the nihilistic Invasion-blueprint of dragons (for antisocial magnetism!).
MAX STERLING (RoboTech Commander): There's no sovereignty-IQ for an Invasion trophy here, aliens.
XENOMORPH MONARCH (Endymion): We forge a gorge-bridge between the Inferno and colonialism.
MAX: Interesting for cowboys with fool's gold for chess, but Earth-value is one of arts in sovereignty.
ENDYMION: Proceed (then) with this 'creative' agenda for choreographed engagements for tales, pal.
MAX: With great speed and 'creative' intuitions shall we forge the hostels of distance-leviathan(s).
REPORT: The Robotech-Xenomorph engagements prove to be quite the space-drama for new-Earth space defenses and laurels for the captains and 'heads' of our civilization for capitalism lyrics and perhaps even social media 'friendly' art but certainly requires maintenance in the standardization of protocols for war/peace, with a new expressed agenda by Commander Sterling to create a sort of superstition-religion 'grounded' fortifications for all things human/tech/inventive (for bureaucracy).
MAX: This has been really graphic for photo-graphics, and me thinks these 'aliens' are devils masked.
RICK: Perhaps this form for apocalypto-chess/IQ concerns the matter of universal region humilities.
LISA: I'll stand by you two gents for any social policy designating a sovereignty ('manifest') from Hell.
MAX: Good; perhaps this Xeno-monarch 'messenger' (Endymion) seeks a simplified 'art' of bread.
RICK: For a leviathan-reading of new-Earth humilities?
LISA: Or for the re-presentation of war's special 'entertainment' bonds (hmm).
MAX: Let's choreograph a media-policy for the hospitality-readings concerning destruction-television.
While Max/Rick conducted their space-war 'policy-for-peace' in new-Earth consciousness, Lisa was busy securing a land-realm based new-Earth architecture for a 'classic' restorations-project to rehoist some of the old 'designs' of magic/rhetoric for capitalism-race vanities, perhaps offering the socialized 'nod' to old-Earth's special superstitious magic of the quality of hospitality-edcuation (for all!).
MAX: We've designed a special space-region cyber-games format for educational purpose(s).
ENDYMION (Xeno-alien Monarch): Intrigue, for bread, Max; seems there's 'fun' in chess (ok).
MAX: Don't become vain in your Devil's Advocacy, Endymion; for this game-IQ concerns the schools.
ENDYMION: Where's our sovereignty accord for guaranteed space-distance memoir for these deeds?
MAX: There's space for it; perhaps an Earth-ocean abyss self-exile for (private) living/dominion, Xeno.
ENDYMION: That's quite the promise for our 'storied' engagements in rivalry and intelligence, Max.
MAX: That's what's the timeless fascination with video-games, Endymion; the 'line' of materialism!
ENDYMION: Fine; for the 'matter' of promised engagement-vigor, I'll endorse your 'cyber' library.
MAX: Cool...for an 'education' in this 'new-history' (for race engagements of leviathan/bureaucracy).
ENDYMION: Damn (fine).
The Xeno-aliens self-exiled to the deep-Earth ocean-abyss following the accords reached between Max/Endymion, and Lisa continued her hospitality-readings 'education' for design agenda in this new-Earth age of 'incomplete-distances' to traffic/consciousness confidence. Meanwhile, Rick Hunter ('Rick') was about to get married, to his high-school sweetheart.
JOURNAL (Sterling): "If the Xenos were Devils, and self-exiled for immortal-sovereignty following this 'epic' if graphic engagement leviathan hosting, there's scopes for capitalism-equilibrium fantasy (arguably) for 'forged' bureaucracy in time for a 'world' thanksgiving."
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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)
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The old-Earth had been filled with journals/images of socialized or normalized or organized forms for intrigue and network action and misadventures, both invisible and mainstream, and this served as a premonition deed for a spiritual Rapture of conscious-beings evolution in our known universe, but this was only an appetizer for a future age of even greater intrigue and 'darkness' of the mind(s), and these old-Earth (e.g., 20th-Century images/tales) featured only a 'skeletal' examination of civilization 'conceptions' of true 'incomplete-distances' to materialism-readings (for leviathan).
Fast-forward into Earth's distant-future and we find the new silhouette/stencil trace of a civilization much more 'advanced' and tech-machinery developed, in which Earth-minds orient a special legion-defense perimetry known as the RoboTech force, serving as a 'loose-premonition' agenda for mankind's securities for what'd been conceived of as a special demonic-invasion interest not shielded by anything man's religion/gods accounted for and hence requiring a new 'brand' of nature/science art-of-leviathan (for the brain!).
MAX (RoboTech Commander): This old-design of old-Earth space-flight was stolen/copied.
RICK (RoboTech Pilot): By these 'dragon' Xenomorph aliens with a view for what's Invasion-chess?
LISA (RoboTech Princess): So, this design for old-Earth fantasy fueled the alien-march for Earth-hell.
MAX: Let's not doubt anything...for social media leviathan/bread!
RICK: Cool, I'd not anticipated all this 'advancement' for capitalism 'chess' would simply fuel boredom.
LISA: Good head-check(s), gents, but RoboTech kingdom (Earth) demands humility for soup/diners.
MAX: That's what I love about new-Earth, my RoboTech compatriots of war...'art' for materialism/IQ.
RICK: It's an American tradition, right?
LISA: Good (for social education).
Who the hell would seek to thwart/usurp/hijack old-Earth designs of grand marvels in fantasy for universe-transit/securities but a leviathan-force or the old Christian Devil himself? That's not what fueled the RoboTech kingdom heroes like Max/Rick/Lisa who'd somewhat 'foreseen' this new threat to new-Earth confidence, this vile 'dragon' alien legion known as the Xenomorph species, perhaps hailing from some 'Mars-dimension' or portal-distance from some faraway (undesirable?) zone of the known universe. These dragons were likened to Christian demons of the Inferno and resembled the 'expelled' rebel-angels from Heavens mutated into crawling/calculating (and ravenous!) insectisoid 'beings' with acidic-saliva/blood and the power to implode the consciousness. The RoboTech 'army' of new-Earth required therefore the bright beautiful minds of the leaders/captains/princesses like Max and Rick and Lisa to forge a new universe 'examination' highlighting the 'colored' image of a post-capitalism democratic exchange-right for defense against the nihilistic Invasion-blueprint of dragons (for antisocial magnetism!).
MAX STERLING (RoboTech Commander): There's no sovereignty-IQ for an Invasion trophy here, aliens.
XENOMORPH MONARCH (Endymion): We forge a gorge-bridge between the Inferno and colonialism.
MAX: Interesting for cowboys with fool's gold for chess, but Earth-value is one of arts in sovereignty.
ENDYMION: Proceed (then) with this 'creative' agenda for choreographed engagements for tales, pal.
MAX: With great speed and 'creative' intuitions shall we forge the hostels of distance-leviathan(s).
REPORT: The Robotech-Xenomorph engagements prove to be quite the space-drama for new-Earth space defenses and laurels for the captains and 'heads' of our civilization for capitalism lyrics and perhaps even social media 'friendly' art but certainly requires maintenance in the standardization of protocols for war/peace, with a new expressed agenda by Commander Sterling to create a sort of superstition-religion 'grounded' fortifications for all things human/tech/inventive (for bureaucracy).
MAX: This has been really graphic for photo-graphics, and me thinks these 'aliens' are devils masked.
RICK: Perhaps this form for apocalypto-chess/IQ concerns the matter of universal region humilities.
LISA: I'll stand by you two gents for any social policy designating a sovereignty ('manifest') from Hell.
MAX: Good; perhaps this Xeno-monarch 'messenger' (Endymion) seeks a simplified 'art' of bread.
RICK: For a leviathan-reading of new-Earth humilities?
LISA: Or for the re-presentation of war's special 'entertainment' bonds (hmm).
MAX: Let's choreograph a media-policy for the hospitality-readings concerning destruction-television.
While Max/Rick conducted their space-war 'policy-for-peace' in new-Earth consciousness, Lisa was busy securing a land-realm based new-Earth architecture for a 'classic' restorations-project to rehoist some of the old 'designs' of magic/rhetoric for capitalism-race vanities, perhaps offering the socialized 'nod' to old-Earth's special superstitious magic of the quality of hospitality-edcuation (for all!).
MAX: We've designed a special space-region cyber-games format for educational purpose(s).
ENDYMION (Xeno-alien Monarch): Intrigue, for bread, Max; seems there's 'fun' in chess (ok).
MAX: Don't become vain in your Devil's Advocacy, Endymion; for this game-IQ concerns the schools.
ENDYMION: Where's our sovereignty accord for guaranteed space-distance memoir for these deeds?
MAX: There's space for it; perhaps an Earth-ocean abyss self-exile for (private) living/dominion, Xeno.
ENDYMION: That's quite the promise for our 'storied' engagements in rivalry and intelligence, Max.
MAX: That's what's the timeless fascination with video-games, Endymion; the 'line' of materialism!
ENDYMION: Fine; for the 'matter' of promised engagement-vigor, I'll endorse your 'cyber' library.
MAX: Cool...for an 'education' in this 'new-history' (for race engagements of leviathan/bureaucracy).
ENDYMION: Damn (fine).
The Xeno-aliens self-exiled to the deep-Earth ocean-abyss following the accords reached between Max/Endymion, and Lisa continued her hospitality-readings 'education' for design agenda in this new-Earth age of 'incomplete-distances' to traffic/consciousness confidence. Meanwhile, Rick Hunter ('Rick') was about to get married, to his high-school sweetheart.
JOURNAL (Sterling): "If the Xenos were Devils, and self-exiled for immortal-sovereignty following this 'epic' if graphic engagement leviathan hosting, there's scopes for capitalism-equilibrium fantasy (arguably) for 'forged' bureaucracy in time for a 'world' thanksgiving."
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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)
