C-TMFD05 (Sep 11, 2017)
Puzzle
“Seen, between. The words!”
See: TMFD04 | Cipher | 2 Words
Clue
Hover over the clues if you require!
Clue 1: The last paragraph's punctuation is a little odd, isn't it?
Clue 2: ? and ! can be treated as the same thing - a space - though you'll figure out the difference once you decode it.
Clue 3: A two-symbol way of encoding information?
Answer and Explanation
Answer: Kill Switch
Explanation: The punctuation of the last paragraph in TMFD04 is actually morse code, with , acting as a dash, . acting as a, well, dot, ! acting as a letter separator and ? acting as a space.
Summary of Receipt
Summary
Transcript
NUMBER: TMFD05
PRIORITY: CAFE
DATE: 11-9-17
CUSTOMER & ORDER: APLUT, COFFEE BLACK
SERVER: PAYROLL
H.R. and I confronted Aka and Florida at Last Sunset, hoping to stop their plans… or, well, add to them. We had made a “kill switch” we were hoping Aka would be foolish enough to take and add to the Tulpa’s body. We didn’t even have a chance. They had already finished the body and were ready to give it form. I guess, somehow, they had made a deal with Ringan Storm and they’re going to get some sort of kickback for giving it form. There’s… no way that thing knows where the First Bible is, right?
…right?
S.O.T.
Payroll: Well, look at you two. Busy night at the toy factory?
H.R.: We’re not going to let you bring that thing to life.
Aka: Robert, you let such riffraff in your club? I thought better of you, you know.
Florida: HA! No you didn’t. Who let these broads in, anyway? Eh—what does it matter? You’re just in time for the grand finale. The “Coming Storm.”
Payroll: You—wait, you already finished the body?
Florida: Ta-freaking-da.
[Florida used his telepathic strings to pull away a sheet covering an androgynous and mostly featureless marble doll-like body.]
Aka: The finest craftsmanship in the Otherside. Well… second finest. But beggars can’t be choosers, can they?
Payroll: You can’t control that thing. You don’t have to—
Aka: Don’t have to? It doesn’t even matter. We’ve made a deal, darling.
H.R.: Deal?
Payroll: With your mysterious toymaker?
Aka: Ha. Yes and no. We’re still working out the details with him. But, no, I was referring to the Tulpa, of course. We have no need to “control” it, merely free it. Rub the lamp, get our wishes, and get on with our grander plan. We could care less what the genie does once it’s been freed.
Payroll: How—how did you make a deal with the Tulpa? How did you even converse with it? It’s—it’s psychic residue left over from the Owner. It shouldn’t even still be here since he died. It’s not—***GAH!***
[Aka pulled Payroll down by her eye.]
H.R.: [Payroll]!
Aka: Tsk. That’s a lot of questions, and we aren’t even playing that game right now, are we? Robert, the mirror.
Florida: You sure this’ll work? With it being broken and all?
Aka: Oh… it was broken well before we made contact with it. Do it.
[Florida held the Dark’s half of Lucifer’s Scrying Mirror up with his telepathic strings in front of the marble doll body. It began to glow, illuminating a dark figure taking shape against the blank marble mannequin. The shadows twisted and conformed, bringing details into focus until a figure with blonde curly hair and deep hazel eyes was standing in the dead still air of Last Sunset.]
Payroll: N-no!
Aka: Welcome back to reality, Ringan Storm.
Aplut: …Jeanne.
Aka: Haha… of course, Jeanne.
Aplut: At last, I am whole.
Payroll: We… we gotta regroup.
H.R.: We gotta get out of here.
Aka: Going so soon, ladies?
Robert: HA! Don’t forget to tell your friends, you got wasted at your final and assuredly Last Sunset!
Aplut: …Where is John, Rubeus?
E.O.T.