CD-YIFM05 (Nov 9, 2024)
Puzzle
“Matcha on a 10¢, Herschends on a 6/8, Jaleel and fabled Foray on as VAs, gonna die anonymous at this rate.”
Cherry Trivia | 3 Words
Clue
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Clue 1: Who did Jaleel and Foray most famously voiced?
Clue 2: Sonic and Rocky are members of what group?
Clue 3: What do the Herschends most famously own?
Clue 4: In the lyrics of that song, what is the words after "die anonymous"?
Answer and Explanation
Answer: Face The Beelzebub
Explanation: 'Jaleel' and 'Foray' are names of famous voice actors - voicing Sonic the Hedgehog and Rocky the Flying Squirrel respectively. Herschends, on the other hand, is a reference to 'Dollywood'. There is a song named Dollywood in a 6/8 time signature with lyrics from two singers with the last names Rock and Sonic, containing the lyrics 'Die anonymous, face the Beelzebub'.
Summary of Receipt
Summary
Transcript
[Date | Nov-9-24]
[Barista | Cherry]
[Subject | Mr. Dan]
[File Reference | CD-YIFM05]
Well, I wasn’t expecting our portals to cause such a stir. Turns out, they were a bit more noticeable than we’d hoped. Oh well. At least we weren’t trying to breach Dominion or Morningstar. That could’ve ended… messy.
Hazelnut: Ah! Just missed him! Seriously, how hard is it to lasso a Yale?
Vanilla: …Maybe if you two actually helped, it wouldn’t be.
Cherry: We would, babe, but, ah—we need to conserve our strength for the portal.
Hazelnut: Why not just make a net at this point?
Matcha: I’ve lassoed plenty of cryptids before.
Cherry: This size?
Matcha: Admittedly, not this size—but a Yale isn’t that much bigger than a Chupacabra.
Hazelnut: Big enough for a net, Oli.
Matcha: Big enough for some magical help, Simon.
Hazelnut: Ugh. Fine. Stand back.
[Hazelnut jumped down from his perch in the trees, rubbing his hands together. As he pulled them apart, an ethereal net formed from sparkling light. With a sharp motion, he cast the net around Mr. Dan, who thrashed and strained against its shimmering confinement.]
Hazelnut: Told… ya… a… net…
Matcha: Nice work. Now help Jade with the portal.
Hazelnut: Holding… a… magic… net…
Vanilla: Aren’t you supposed to be some kind of magical prodigy? Surely you can manage a net and a portal, right?
Hazelnut: In… my… human… form… no… I… can’t…
Vanilla: Fine. Come on, Oli. Let’s get ready to tie the Yale up. Jade, can you start opening the portal?
[Cherry swirled her finger over a sigil carved into the tree. It glowed faintly but remained dim without Hazelnut’s assistance. Suddenly, the sigil flared with full brightness, tearing open a portal between the Flipside and the Thorn. Abbey Z. Bleudel entered my CaDCom Transcription Range…? What’s she doing here…?]
Abbey: Can I help you?
Cherry: Mistress of Flies—
Vanilla: Beelzebub.
Matcha: We, uh…
Abbey: Tsk. Release my beast.
[Hazelnut shook his hands as if shaking off water, causing the magic net to dissolve. Mr. Dan hesitated for a moment, then tensed to bolt.]
Abbey: Come here.
[With a low, dark whistle, Abbey summoned the beast. It froze, then walked hesitantly toward the portal. Still reluctant, it paused at the threshold. Abbey squinted at it, sizing it up, before grabbing one of its rotating horns and pulling it through. As soon as it crossed into the Thorn, Mr. Dan bolted out of sight, leaving my CaDCom Transcription Range.]
Matcha: We—uh, we were trying to…
Abbey: Mm. Send it back to the Thorn. Fine. But this…?
[Abbey gestured toward the portal’s glowing frame with a sharp tilt of her chin.]
Abbey: You cannot keep doing this—making your own portals. You’re fortunate Satan sent me to investigate this breach into the Skald. If I were you, I’d stop this… illicit traversal before the Orchard Concord gets involved.
Vanilla: Y-yes, Lady Beelzebub.
Abbey: Beez.
Vanilla: Beez. Of course. We were just trying to help. The Boundary Lines are severely damaged, and this Yale—
Abbey: Should have died. Feast and famine. Some live; others die. As you should well know, the flies need to eat, too.
Cherry: And the damaged boundary lines that brought your Yale here don’t disrupt the “circle of life”?
Abbey: Hmph. Opening portals where there shouldn’t be any won’t fix that. I appreciate your compassion for cryptids, I do. But this will be a rather dark Howl. Many will die. The Yale you saved? I doubt it will last long in the Thorn. The flies will feast one way or another.
[Abbey retrieved a small sachet from her hip, filled with dewy Verdeon Leaflets and a tiny ampoule of shimmering emerald liquid. She tossed it to Cherry.]
Cherry: Thorn currency? Thanks, but what are we supposed to use this for?
Abbey: For when you’re in the Thorn—seeking a proper solution to returning beasts to my forests.
[With that, Abbey stepped backward into the portal. It snapped shut behind her, and a surge of unnatural moss reclaimed the carved sigil on the tree.]
Vanilla: That went…
Matcha: Satisfactorily.
Hazelnut: …She is so hot.
Cherry: That’s your takeaway?
Hazelnut: I like women who can step on me. So what?