C-CNDSV09 (May 10, 1996)
Puzzle
“A B AB… X -O X -O… Lust Eternal.”
#1313 Trivia | 3 Words
Clue
Hover over the clues if you require!
Clue 1: The first mess of letters is a reference to the band's name. 'Lust Eternal' are the lyrics.
Clue 2: A, B, AB and something else. Sounds familiar?
Clue 3: That's not the only part of blood-type classification. Based on the puzzle, positive or negative?
Clue 4: Is there a band named that? Which of its songs has those lyrics?/span>
Answer and Explanation
Answer: Blood & Fire
Explanation: A, B and AB are all blood types, with the missing one being O. Combined with the '-O', it suggests the blood type O negative. There is a band called 'Type O Negative'; one of their songs, Blood and Fire, has the lyrics 'lust eternal'.
Summary of Receipt
Summary
Transcript
RECEIPT #010
FILED UNDER: CAFE-CNDSV
DATE: 5/10/96
EMPLOYEE #1313
S.V. showed up at the Cafe and Diner in really bad shape. I guess she was tricked by the Redman, almost exactly how her brother was tricked. Damn. You’d think she would have known better… but I guess vengeance can really blind you to the obvious. Well, she is literally half-blind, seeing as her left eye is completely messed up. #71 did what he could to stabilize it, but it’s still noticeably red. But it shouldn’t be a threat or anything like that. The Owner said she couldn’t stay at the Cafe, but I figured my parents wouldn’t mind her staying with us for the time being.
#1313: Ugh, someone’s at the door.
#44: A tourist?
#35: At this hour?
#44: Is it still raining…?
#53: It stopped about five minutes ago.
#62: So… we should probably wait then, right?
The Owner: You get nothing by waiting.
#71: You’re really going to open the door to some unknown? At this hour? With this weather?
The Owner: The curiosity would kill me otherwise.
[The Owner opened the Cafe’s door. Waiting outside was S.V. drenched in blood.]
S.V.: P-please… help…
#1313: Sofia? What the hell?
The Owner: Your blood… or…
[The Owner gestured to the sky. Sofia shook her head and parted her hair, revealing a black and red eye, dripping blood.]
The Owner: Oh my. Mon vieil ami… come take look at this.
#71: Bloodshot.
S.V.: It… h-urts…
The Owner: Well, come in. We’ll see what can be done.
#1313: What happened to you?
S.V.: Red… man…
#1313: Yeah, no, got that. How did this happen?
S.V.: A-a…AGH!! PLEASE! MAKE IT STOP!
The Owner: Grab the reserve, vieil ami.
#71: Are you sure? It still might undo the damage in your eye—
The Owner: Like hell it will.
#71: Eh. As you wish.
[#71 retrieved the last vial of Squonk Snot and dropped it into S.V.’s Bloodshot eye. Her sclera returned to white, though her iris remained blood red.]
S.V.: Ah—thank you.
The Owner: We don’t work for free. What happened, and what brought you to our doorstep?
S.V.: I… I don’t know. I thought I had won the Redman’s game. I really did. I thought he was in my service. He helped me rip the Mothman’s wing off. I was going to kill him, but then I thought, if he’s under my control, I could use him. I could—I don’t know. I thought I could make things right before killing him myself. But then, when I tried to call on him again—
The Owner: So, you were tricked. Bloodshot. Shill—are you certain you found the Mothman’s wing?
#53: 100%.
The Owner: Hm… Why would Redman go to such lengths to convince you of your false-victory? Mm… perhaps… no. Well, that must make things rather awkward between them, huh? Regardless… why come here? Surely, your organization is more than capable—
S.V.: They wanted to kill me.
The Owner: Oh?
S.V.: Sam— our Administrator, he tried what he could. A.C. too. But when they couldn't rid me of the Bloodshot, they deemed me a liability. M.R., she said she would “put me down” for the good of the group.
#17: Sam. Sam…?
S.V.: Sorry, I really shouldn’t say.
#17: Sam. Sam. Sam. More than enough to go on.
The Owner: Well, that’s rather bleak, isn’t it?
#71: You wouldn’t do the same?
The Owner: I imagine not… mm… depends on how bad things get. Though, a Bloodshot eye is hardly worth killing over.
S.V.: Can I… stay here? I… I’m worried they’re going to find me and—
The Owner: Absolutely not. Can’t have our direct competition staying in our base of operations unattended.
#35: Yeah, but I’m usually here—and I’ve never seen you leave the place.
The Owner: Not true. I go out.
#26: When?
The Owner: All the time. Still, unattended or attended, it’s too much of a risk.
#1313: She can stay with us, at our house.
The Owner: Sure. Just keep an eye on her and keep her out of the Cafe.
S.V.: [#1313] Are you… sure?
#1313: Of course.