Hex the Contracts: Chapter-3

The 3rd-installment in dystopia-anime media series finds hero-Hex making street-prestige 'games' against evil Sorsha's (special) changes.

My 3rd-installment in my anime-media inspired series of shorts drawn from varied dystopian anime/manga material like Wicked City (1987). Thanks for reading (Happy '25), 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction contains images/references with no ties to any person(s)/body and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/interpretations).

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The hero Hex, officer of the cartoon-like city of hellish disorientations, now thought-back on his Earth realm life of simplified sanities now that he was (himself!) a colored-glass reader of this new dominion of darkness he found himself teleported into after some mysterious portal/dream crossing, which was not altogether Selfie-like (damn).

HEX: This liquid ice gun is the thing to mark the tires/chains of Sorsha's cars.

ASSOCIATE: You're very expert-trained now, Officer Hex, and your gun's IQ!

HEX: Let's keep (all) matters of street-prestige veiled to evade Sorsha's cleat.

ASSOCIATE: Princess Sorsha may just be the siren of the AntiChrist, Hex-man!

HEX: Well, this ice-gun shall make stranger noise to get the princess out (ha).

ASSOCIATE: Good luck (Selfie-like).

Hex had already dreamt he was kept inside this entirely differing dominion of darkness, a cartoon-city which he found himself strangely teleported into while his only city hell-nemesis, the evil/nasty/bloody 'princess' Sorsha was (somehow miraculously) teleported back to his own Earth realm of normal non-cartoon life/rationales; but that dream-daydream was over and Hex was back on the streets of this bad cartoon world where Sorsha reigned with street-prowling minion autos ordered to make simple terrorism for her fascist prestige of underworld controls for jardinieres (damn).

SORSHA: Maybe I should be a lovely goodly angel reincarnated, ha.

ASSOCIATE: Not you for this dark-city of fascist potential energy, princess!

SORSHA: That Hex has become my bane, and his ice-gun gives me jitters, no?

ASSOCIATE: Your prestige remains intacto for (all) matters of the dark-heart!

SORSHA: Maybe Hex feels some escapist-image crave I may haunt for gains?

ASSOCIATE: That's cool if we draw Hex into Chinatown for some poison.

SORSHA: Good reaction for his icy-gun campaign to drown my plant-images.

ASSOCIATE: Your new chemicals/plant talk for street-talks is now sentiment!

SORSHA: That's the trick of evil...we'll see if man-Hex has 'cartoon' arms (ha).

ASSOCIATE: Cool (Selfie-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)