Riddle 029: Where is the Father?

Jun 19, 2011 10:25

{First, a public phone call, filtered from drones.]

Hello again, Mayfield. I've been noticing plenty of new faces around town as of late. Plenty of people with plenty of questions.

Every question has an answer, friends---I can guarantee you that. And I, Edward Nigma, can help you find all of these answers. And more. Now, I'm sure I can already ( Read more... )

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A strike_you_out June 19 2011, 17:43:28 UTC
[Ever get that feeling like something vaguely malicious is staring over your shoulder? There's a reason for that. Should Edward glance up, he'll find his "son" perched on a tree limb and grinning down at him like something out of Alice in Wonderland.]

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puzzlerprince June 20 2011, 01:42:18 UTC
[It doesn't take much longer before Edward notices him, to which he simply gives the boy a look.]

What are you doing up there?

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strike_you_out June 20 2011, 01:44:18 UTC
Watching.

What are you doing?

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puzzlerprince June 20 2011, 01:57:36 UTC
Working.

[And back to sketching. If you glance over his shoulder, you'll probably catch glimpses at what appear to be rather large interior designs.]

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C thatwhichcures June 19 2011, 17:52:53 UTC
[Leo's not much of a lady, but the behavior of the drone females in his household is... more unsettling than usual. He's just muddling along home, minding his own business after failing to get his hands on anything that might possibly be more useful in class than an unlimited supply of construction paper and waxy never-dry clay.]

Need any help, friend?

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puzzlerprince June 20 2011, 01:45:19 UTC
If you don't mind. [He gestures to a bag of power tools lined up on the curb before picking up another bag.] These can go in the trunk.

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phone cramschoolgod June 19 2011, 20:50:05 UTC
[She sounds peculiarly moved to answer this riddle.]

Space, perhaps. Or maybe a hole. Or some kind of invisible flame-- a hydrogen fire.

Or perhaps it could be more metaphorical than that. An experience or a feeling.

How are you, Mr. Nigma?

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puzzlerprince June 20 2011, 01:31:28 UTC
Right on the nose as usual, Ms. Sasaki.

[And assuming she's responded once he's gotten a look at the calendar...]

I was having a good day.

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cramschoolgod June 20 2011, 12:24:31 UTC
Thank you, Mr. Nigma!

I'm sorry, has your day gone sour? Is there anything I can do to help?

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puzzlerprince June 23 2011, 01:43:40 UTC
[...well, if you're asking.]

Question: Just how good are you with tools, hmm?

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phone gotmorbucks June 19 2011, 21:02:53 UTC
[Hmmmm...]

Helium? What, do you need balloons for something?

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puzzlerprince June 20 2011, 01:24:32 UTC
No, Ms. Morbucks, not balloons. And we certainly won't be needing helium to inflate Luthor's ego any further.

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gotmorbucks June 21 2011, 03:08:09 UTC
Well... hm...

Ugh, why do you always make these things so difficult?!

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puzzlerprince June 23 2011, 01:45:17 UTC
I do it because I have to. In any organization, one needs a reliable team that's capable of keeping up.

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[action] tapshoetomove June 19 2011, 21:04:19 UTC
[Overhearing the riddle, Luke pipes up from somewhere nearby. He can't resist a riddle after all.]

The answer is a hole!

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puzzlerprince June 20 2011, 01:17:07 UTC
That's... [Wait, someone in his house who actually answers his riddles?] That's right, Luke.

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tapshoetomove June 20 2011, 01:44:46 UTC
[That's right Edward. Meet the family's new puzzle enthusiast.

And he's beaming now.]

Heh, that one was easy!

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puzzlerprince June 20 2011, 01:53:47 UTC
Easy? [He hangs up the phone, giving him a cocky smirk.] I wouldn't go that far.

Perhaps I should test you with another.

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