ZZ-BINGO02 (Apr 5, 2023)

ZZ-BINGO02

Puzzle

An official title of two."
1 Word

Clues

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Clue 1: I'm quite sure you know who the 'two' are. What are they the leaders of?
Clue 2: Is there an official title for that role?
Clue 3: Someone else used it - or used to use it - as a replacement for his true name.

Answer and Explanation

Answer: Shaka
Explanation: Shaka seems to be the title of the Zulu Cult's leader, which as of now is shared between Capgras and Twain.

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Summary of Receipt

Summary

Transcript

ZZ-BINGO01 | 4/5/23 | Capgras

Well, I managed to find the Sacred Hall of Bingo, and I had a friendly conversation with their leader. He’s a lot more perceptive than anyone else we’ve dealt with so far. He didn’t buy our act for one second, though I guess he’d know if we were truly different better than anyone else. It’s tenuous how much of a “cult” they really are at this point, but I think Alfa wanted to curtail it before it got to that point. He’s definitely dangerous—he almost had me believing his lies.

S.O.T.
Bingo: Well, if it isn’t Shaka. Or, ya’ know, half-there-of. What do I owe the pleasure?
Capgras: Thought I’d visit an old friend.
Bingo: Is that right? It’s funny. I can’t say I feel the same way if you catch my drift.
Capgras: Come now, [Bingo] do you really think I’ve been replaced?
Bingo: Strong hunch. Anyway, man, you can drop the act around me. I don’t see a point to it. So, tell me, who is scared of me? The big boss or the bigger boss?
Capgras: What’s with the wig?
Bingo: Wig?
Capgras: You told me to drop the act. I want to know why you’re wearing a bright orange wig.
Bingo: It’s not a wig. It’s my hair.
Capgras: No way. No way, that’s your real hair. You were BALD like two weeks ago.
Bingo: It grew back. Now, mind answering my question?
Capgras: Lex Luther hair… Uh, just the big boss. I don’t think you’re even on the bigger boss’s radar.
Bingo: Really? I’m wounded, for sure. You’d think after all these years he’d consider me more of a threat.
Capgras: Well, it is a bit of a sorry cult, isn’t it? Just the five of you?
Bingo: Hey now, “cult” is a strong word. We’re a group of like-minded colleagues. Pretty sure you need followers to be a cult.
Capgras: From where I’m standing, you already have four.
Bingo: That was always your problem, Shaka. Always thinking in terms of some great and grand cosmic chess board. News flash—that chessboard has become nothing more than a glorified bingo card. I didn’t coerce anyone to join my little social club. They came because they cared about me.
Capgras: I don’t buy Umbra caring about anyone but himself.
Bingo: Oh, you’d be surprised.
Capgras: So, this “social club,” what are you guys up to? I assume it’s not just playing bingo.
Bingo: Like I said, we are, in a way. Come on, Shaka, lighten up. Turn that frown upside down, man. Fate’s dead. Nothing matters. We’re free.
Capgras: Maybe you are.
Bingo: Ah, right. You’re still a slave to Grand Schemer. Well, if you ever want to stop caring about its aimless goals, you know we’d love one more for our bingo games.
Capgras: I see your logic, but do you really believe that [Bingo]? That nothing matters? I don’t buy it. I think your bingo club—no cult—still has some sort of goal beyond just poetic nihilism.
Bingo: You’re free to feel that way, man. I hope that sooner or later, you come around to the idea that we’re no longer important, you and me. We’re relics of a past formed by a Fate no longer living.
Capgras: I’ll keep that in mind. Anyway, I’ll be seeing you around, [Bingo]. You can be sure of that.
Bingo: Like I’ve been saying, man, you’re free to exchange ideas with us. We’d love to get the whole gang back together.
E.O.T.