Matrix (Strength-Enhancement): That Earth

Fanfiction of the cyber-age punk-dystopia franchise ('The Matrix') with imagery for civilization-mezzanine hyperbole.

The Matrix fanfiction. Happy Holidays! 

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Amlan and Marcus had become special steroids analysts for sportsmanship culture windows in the American Homeland when they started getting weird buzzing sounds on their laptops and stranger communication-messages from messengers claiming to be from another dimension, inviting them into the dimension of computer networks (Internet?) infinity, in their age of Facebook-adjective. Follow along!

AMLAN: What does it all mean?
MARCUS: Maybe these cyber-specters find IQ in strength-enhancements?

AMLAN: Steroids and cyber-energy for electrocutioner nonsense?

MARCUS: Maybe the brain is enhanced electrically with steroids-psyche?

AMLAN: If we're to enter, with invitation, and refuse...will we be drawn?

MARCUS: If this cyber-specter language isn't hoax, they'll find us then?

AMLAN: Do they have powers to draw us into cyber-infinity in dreams?

MARCUS: Dream-sleep controllers from electric-planes for our news-IQ?

AMLAN: Selfie-like?

Amlan and Marcus were suddenly plunged into the Matrix. They found themselves awakened, while dream-sleeping at night, into the dimension the mystery cyber-communicators implied they were fated to explore for some unknown adventure (or misadventure!). Inside the cyber-infinity planes spheres 'collection' known as the Matrix (simply), Amlan and Marcus found themselves challenged by brutish electric beings, each with some dark reading about strength-enhancement (for the Ego).

When they awoke, they found themselves, having both shockingly sharing the same dream-sleep experience/misadventure, drawn to the local (Boston-town) park area of incomplete-distances readings of dream-reality ambiguities. At the park, they saw a pair of twins, in leather coats and shades, eerily somehow watching them. They wondered if these twins were (somehow) agents of the Matrix (ha). Was this Facebook-like (prank)?

ESMERELDA: You're not on drugs, gents?
AMLAN/MARCUS: Maybe someone poisoned our Boston pub-drinks, lady!

ESMERELDA: I noticed you at the park, and the agents watching you, gents.

AMLAN/MARCUS: Who the Hell are you, lady?

ESMERELDA: I'm part of the human resistance, against the Matrix, gents.

AMLAN/MARCUS: Well, you're beautiful...perhaps some part of this prank.

ESMERELDA: I'm no candy-girl or model sent to dance for you, gents.

AMLAN/MARCUS: If we accept this cyber-game, mystery-lady?

ESMERELDA: Then, you'll find me once-more, in some pub...waiting.

AMLAN/MARCUS: You Resistance humans have tracking-IQ like agents?

ESMERELDA: To fight the Matrix, you need adequate tech-madness, gents.

AMLAN/MARCUS: What the Hell is the Matrix, lady?

ESMERELDA: Once the Resistance is your life, you'll feel the drug-war.

AMLAN/MARCUS: Selfie-like (ok).

"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)