Termination Tennis Wire {Seles: Dartmouth}

A world-defender (sports-fan) makes helmet-line in defense of a women's athletics social media 'event' for future-view princes of tectonics.

A sports fable featuring the unforgettable late-20th Century classical Graf-Seles rivalry (women's pro tennis) with a 'cool' reference to the super-A.I. killer T-1000 (sci-fi adventure media), which I think you'll like, 

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

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Detective Amlan Satan was a private-vigilante crime-solver in Paris during the Olympics which saw mild terrorism-language eyes and worked overground by day as a normal French dentist. However, while working on a fan-storyboard on social media for the iconic 1992 French Open epic 3-set stunner between once-indomitable Steffi Graf (Germany) and upstart-shocking/grunting Monica Seles (Yugoslavia) for women's tennis pre-Olympics trophy shine, he didn't anticipate the coming of an alien for 21st-Century Earth helmet-paranoia concerning the leviathan of human distances. Follow along!

POST: "As a man from Dartmouth, I knew the value of continental engagements imagery for sportsmanship and net-intelligence for competitions' hand-axes for globalism journals and counted this Seles-Graf graph-sheet for women's athletics for world-theater a right-stuff entry that would draw even Martian-envy for the clay cleats of social media gender doughnuts (ok)."

SATAN: Jesus Christ...this ain't Dartmouth.

COP: What the hell is that shape-shifting killer A.I. specter here, friend?

SATAN: It's a Terminator (I read of it in an Asimov-reference).

COP: It's made of liquid-mercury?

SATAN: It can disassemble, reassemble, resemble anything, heal, and form weaponry.

COP: It's like the Blob!

SATAN: With blades...damn.

COP: Must hate Roland Garros (damn).

Well, our goodly-dentist (Amlan Satan) was now a street-patrol vigilante fighter of the T-1000 alien A.I. shape-shifting super killer who read Satan's posts from 25th-Century computer-records excavation and came to our time/space (21st-Century Earth) to destroy this semblance of French toast for pre-Olympics women's athletics/competition windows language for endurance of mankind's senses of incomplete-bureaucracy arts for the leviathan of net-commentary cleats wonders of the heart (damn).

COP: Hey, thanx Satan.

AMLAN: We sure fired the right line with the use of the hot-lead to dilute the Terminator's soul!

COP: I loved that comics-vigilante stick-figure color-pencil doodle you made for the Paris Games.

AMLAN: Hey, you'd seen that 1992 French Open final (6-2, 3-6, 10-8) between Seles/Graf?

COP: My wife told me about it...great statement for women's stuff on social media (ok).

AMLAN: Well, my Livewire/Carnage homage to Earth/Paris hospitality was human contest stuff.

COP: That Terminator despised Earthling havens for pocket-defense (ok).

AMLAN: Monica Seles could joke the Terminator was like Graf, the once-invincible (hmmm).

COP: Leviathan's art (thanx).

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

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