KOR01 (Apr 7, 2023)
Summary of Receipt
Twain alerts Capgras and Kikimora to a new cult - the Kings of Roses (well, alright, they're not new per see - Brent Hearse, the Pathologist, was part of it; so was Mrs. Tudor). They operate out of Vile City in the Hauntaurskald, but also have a small base in the Infernus-Hauntaurskald Cusp, preventing them from being under the jurisdiction of...well, whoever the Hauntaurskald's leader is right now. Could be Cain, but Twain's not too sure. In any case, she leaves that up to Capgras to check out.
Transcript
KOR01 | 4/7/23 | Twain
Looks like we’ve got another cult on our plates. The “Kings of Roses.” They operate out of Vile but also in Hollywood, California. And, yes, you guessed it—Vile as in Vile. They’re not so much human as they are, well, you know, residents of Vile. Canadians. We really need to think up our own code words. I mean, I’m used to the old Cafe ones, but they don’t really fit the vibe we’re going for here. Then again, these “receipts” are all off the books and are just for Capgras and me. Oh! And Kikimora. Considering all three of us are familiar with Cafe Speak, we might as well just keep it, huh?
Anyway, these Kings of Roses enjoy a nice cold glass of OJ—crap. Kikimora doesn’t know the newer Cafe speak, huh? There goes that plan. Well, she’s a smart girlboss, gatekeeper, and gaslighter. I’m sure she can just take a quick look at the Zodiac Files and the previously uploaded receipts to get the hang of things again. So, yeah, OJ drinkers. But not just OJ, Chili-Orange Cocoa drinkers. Fancy, I know. While they are based out of Vile/Hollywood, they also have a little spot right between OJ and Hot Choccy, which puts them out of… I don’t actually know any more. Niam Astcer? Again? Whoever the hell is in charge of, well, hell. It puts them out of that person’s jurisdiction.
Actually, there’s a chance these Kings could make a play for the seat of power in Vile. I don’t know if that’s what they want or not. We know very little about the Kings of Roses as they’ve been pretty lowkey up until recently. I guess a cosmic shakeup will do that, though. As much as I’d love to go to Vile, and I would, really, it doesn’t smell like rotten eggs and ass, I swear, unfortunately, I think I’ll have to leave that task to my better half—Cappy. Age before beauty and all that.