C-32B104 (Jul 3, 2017)

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C-32B104

Puzzle

“Tell me, have you seen the…”
Symbol Trivia | 2 Words

Clue

Hover over the clues if you require!
Clue 1: Given the whole nature of the 32B1 receipts, any idea what symbol could be referenced?
Clue 2: What's another term for the Wicked?
Clue 3: Hastur's symbol.

Answer and Explanation

Answer: Yellow Sign
Explanation: Keeping in mind the TriCaD's association with the Wicked, a famous symbol would be the Yellow Sign - incidentally, there is a book (and a Call of Cthulhu module) with the full quote.



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Summary of Receipt

Summary

Transcript

NUMBER: 32B104
PRIORITY: CAFE
DATE: 3-7-17
CUSTOMER & ORDER: STAFF MEMO
SERVER: MANAGER

“Jericho?” Bloody hell, what gives you the right to talk about me as if I’ve already been kicked the curb, Julius? Hm? Not your decision, is it? And last I checked, the Cafe and Diner has an Owner, yeah? Not a leader, not my golden dove, but a right, proper Owner type. An Eight. And you know what? I’ve got the same third of an eighth of the Eight you’ve got. You can’t kick me out. And who are you to say why I did what I did?

Have you ever considered how bloody hard it is for me to keep the Wicked’s flames inside me? Wasn’t raised like you two were. It’s like the Wicked gave me a can of the choicest gasoline, and a strike anywhere matchstick, and you lot want me to just sit on my hands all the damn day. If I could just actually use the powers I’ve been given—If you’d let me be a proper warlock for once—then I could be so, so much more. I could finally show up, my brothers. I could finally—

But I don’t. Do I? No. I’m a whipped little house cat. I stay in line as much as I’m able. I self-medicate. I keep the flames buried deep, deep inside. I keep everything deep inside. You think I like pretending to be bumbling, drunk, washed-up “Jericho” every damn day? Weighing my wrists down with iron? I’ve got so many more problems than just the wee Wicked to worry about. At least he plays by some sense of rules. And, by those rules, we’re safe. We’ve got the right protections. It’s not a curse; it’s a gift. Not every gift is a good one, of course. But we could’ve gotten off so much worse. Not saying we should all start dropping to our knees for the King… but—trust me for once.