C-ADDY03 (Jul 20, 2017)
Puzzle
“What Could Go Wrong?” (Text is Blurred)
Indie Rock Trivia | 1 Word
Clue
Hover over the clues if you require!
Clue 1: Well, 'blurred' is one way to describe the text. Don't worry about that for now - focus more on the words themselves.
Clue 2: Any Indie Rock album with the same name? Before 2017, mind you, since that's when this Archive is set in.
Clue 3: A song in an album by Red Vox that is linked to blurriness - or another word for it.
Answer and Explanation
Answer: Hazy
Explanation: The song Hazy, is implied by the blurry text, and is part of the album "What Could Go Wrong?" by Red Vox.
Summary of Receipt
Summary
Transcript
NUMBER: ADDY03
PRIORITY: CAFE
DATE: 20-7-17
CUSTOMER & ORDER: FLORIDA, COFFEE BLACK
SERVER: PAYROLL
UGH! I HATE Aka. He’s such a freaking dick. And Robert? Total nasty creep. I tried to stop them, and I was at least able to keep the Redman’s magic from influencing me—just, ugh, it didn’t work against Robert’s magic. I guess I should’ve seen that coming. Stupid pit dwellers. The only thing that messes with them is light… and the Devil’s Den at night was sorely lacking in that. Whatever. They won this one, but we’ll get them next time. I didn’t get a great look at what they were trying to get, but I think it was a large black disk of some sort.
S.O.T.
Aka: Ah, [Payroll]. Ever the hero.
Payroll: Rubeus.
Aka: Did you learn anything from our last encounter?
[Aka began to clench his fist, but before he was able to form a tether to Payroll’s Bloodshot Eye, she placed a ring of salt around her.]
Aka: A salt ring? What—do you take me for some lesser demon?
[Aka attempted to pull his Bloodshot tether but instead pulled at his own eyes.]
Aka: AGH! What—
Payroll: A ferrous sulfate ring. A little more… “heavy duty.”
Aka: Ha… no kidding. But… you are trapped within your own ring.
[Aka snapped his fingers, and from his bag, a small, tattered doll in a sailor’s outfit sprung forth, jerking toward Payroll.]
Payroll: Ew! What the hell is that thing?
Aka: Ah, you have yet to meet my associate. Robert, keep her busy for a moment. Our prize is at hand.
Florida: Didn’t think you’d meet a celebrity today, did ya toots?
Payroll: Celebrity? Don’t kid yourself.
Florida: Come on, sweetheart. As if you don’t know me.
[Florida lunged at Payroll with erratic and unpredictable movements, trying to force her out of her protective circle.]
Florida: Damn, you’re a feisty one, aren’t ya? I like that. But… playtime’s almost over.
[Florida raised his tiny felt hand, causing the shadows in the Devil’s Den to warp and twist, forming dark tendrils that crept out toward Payroll.]
Payroll: Eugh-!
[The shadowy tendrils grabbed Payroll’s arms and legs, holding her in place.]
Florida: Wanna dance?
[Florida puppeteered Payroll, shuffling her feet across the ferrous sulfate ring, disrupting its form.]
Aka: Well done, Robert.
[Aka clenched his fist, slamming Payroll to the ground by her Bloodshot Eye.]
Aka: Shame salts and iron do nothing to shadows. Well, as always, lovely to see you. Come along, Robert, we got what we came for.
E.O.T.