Robotech/Alien: Doubt

Robotech forces contend with Xeno-aliens in a universe-drama unfolding an expression of colored thought.

Saturday eve crossover of Robotech and Alien, which I hope you like, 

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MAX STERLING: This new line of alien/war toys is good for the class.

LISA HAYS: Robotech forces array in anticipation of this dragon-contact, no?

MAX: Don't fear, darling; our jet-fighters are prepped for Xenomorph-chess.

LISA HAYS: What concerns me is Xeno-agenda in the case of chess-failures.

MAX: That's why we shan't lost, for human will/powers; and toys (Xmas!).

LISA HAYS: That's Selfie-like, Sterling (sure).

Max Sterling was fearless. Of course, he was a chess grandmaster pre-contact with the devilish dragon race known as Xenomorphs and assured his Robotech queen-lady (Lisa) that any agenda for anarchy of war created by chess-breakdown paranoia by the Xeno-aliens (dragon-insects of nihilistic malice of the heart) would be met with stalemate-Rationalism of over-arching democratic will/powers of the Ego (Selfie-like).

LISA: We'll employ our lasers and jets for planet-overflight with Xenos.

RICK HUNTER: Thanx, Captain; I'm sure Max's confident I'll protect ya!

LISA: I've no doubt you're a skilled pilot; these dragons are from Hell.

RICK HUNTER: I'm certain Max Sterling will talk with the Xeno-monarch!

LISA: That's what I'm afraid will be vulnerable, should Max be vain, hon.

RICK HUNTER: I know Sterling since childhood; he's smitten for you.

LISA: Ha, he'll be more controlled because of a love-interest (that's movie).

XENO-DRAGON MONARCH: Absolute secrecy and ocean-abyss sovereignty.

MAX: Since we've reached stalemate, there's no reason to seek confusions.

XENO: Good for leviathan/uncertainty, Sterling; we'll self-exile quietly.

MAX: As Robotech force-captain, I make this compact of your secrets.

XENO: Don't allow your race to become 'scholarship-image' for our species.
MAX: Since this safe-distance (ocean-abyss) protects my people, I smile.

XENO: Farewell then, science-sculptor (of Heaven).

Max and Lisa enjoyed some old-Earth reminiscent doughnut-hole treats on Valentine's and promised each other the darker days of war's past would be in their past and the future would bring a special ring of Xmas-cheer for toys and goodies for the good citizens/warriors of the Robotech legion of Heaven (Selfie-like).

RICK: Did you doubt those dragons would depart if Max lost at chess?

DAVID: I had no doubt, Rick; sometimes stalemate-diplomacy is ideal.

RICK: We sure proved the universe-forest army of doughnuts, David pal.

DAVID: It's time to put the army-weapons back in toy-chests for ceremony.

RICK: I'm Sterling's best-man, you know.

DAVID: Cool.

Max Sterling, great Robotech force leader and captain, cheered Halloween, following his wedding, with an old-Earth image reflective of old Selfie-festivity culture of the personality/faces of Blue-Planet crossings, promising in his heart that dragon-threats to life, with nihilistic chess, would simply be a thing of 'human' color.

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

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)