Fallen: Theme Dialysis

Portrait of resurrected-spirit of vigilante prayer in the dark Earth-city, a fanfiction of James O'Barr's iconic comics-inspired "Crow" series of dystopia-magic arts.

The Crow adaptation/fanfiction. 

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My name's Amlan Satan, and I was bloody-murdered in my American Homeland city of darkness, controlled by the dark-axes of the evil sorceress-capitalist ('Baroness') who liked casting herself on social media as an iron-clad maiden of Hell; and she ordered the hit on my girlfriend (and me!) during the Halloween month while we were in a costume-store and wandered into the car-lot hoping just to get home (Facebook-like).

BARONESS: That lawyer lady of Mr. Satan needed quick exterminations.

ASSOCIATE: Bad-lady they're vanished now from Earth, and it's your laurel (ha!).

BARONESS: Stop kissing my cheeks, minion; I'm to reseize all cyber-prestige IQ.

ASSOCIATE: There's gossip the hubby-to-be is wandering around resurrected, ok?

BARONESS: Well, there's always play for contest-gossip for football in the city!

ASSOCIATE: Maybe this resurrected 'crow' has some cleats for arts in Ego-land.

BARONESS: Don't doubt it; send my patrols (Facebook-like!).

I was reborn, guided by my bird-guide spirit, a crow or raven in fact, a black-bird, and I knew what the bird angel wanted me to do. I got myself a toy-store water-gun and filled it with HCL and took to the streets, post-12 hours for night-vision 'consciousness' of good-football (damn). I shot at the tires of Baroness-gargoyle vans and the leather-boots of Baroness-gargoyle wanderers prowling the American Homeland city-streets in the dark (sure).

BARONESS: Damn, this crow-fool man is no joke for us (now!).

ASSOCIATE: He's spraying your prestige with corrosives, bad-lady.

BARONESS: Maybe we retire to Brussels for self-exile silencer quietness, fool!

ASSOCIATE: Good for adjective as eco-terrorism fantasies surface in the streets.

BARONESS: Good (Selfie-like).

I thought (deeply-now) about my lost-loves of life and my fallen lady-angel (girl-friend!) and my lyricized vengeance for expelling this 'Baroness' from my Western Earth-city of incomplete-darkness. As I stared into a (suddenly) secured-home of the Homeland (America), cheering in giddiness at a mom-daughter duet of Madden-game lyrics, I knew my new ID (as an American crow) offered some ray-of-light in this time of pirates, terrorists, fatsos, and angels of the jam (Facebook-like).

"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)