(Please note, the following recap is for real and NOT A META TRICK. You can take this recap at face value.
Again, this is for real.)
Numbers, do those exist? This is the question we put to our panel of wise and opinionated fellows this week.
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No! Numbers is just lies as all God-honest patriots know! Numbers is occult Jew magic made up by the Jew Wall Street Washington Congress Swamp Hillary Clinton Pinko Liberal PC New World Order World-Controlling World Conspiracy!! Continue reading
Int: The Intensifying Heart Club, at a table in the VIP section
DADDY, ANGÉL GABRIÉL and SALINA are seated at the table, eating luxurious jumbo shrimps and lobsters.
Well, then. Shall we just wait for FRANK before we order dessert?
Sir… I’ve been wanting to say something for a while. Why… Why aren’t we trying to reaquire our pristine baybee? Isn’t that important at all to FRANK? I don’t know why I should have to lend him my body all the time. I know we messed up, but that isn’t the baybee’s fault. I kind of miss it…
Sweet heart, what did we say about questioning FRANK?
Good evening, learners! This time, we will be taking a look at the very beginning of “Intensifying Hearts & Dreams” – the first memo where mr. Dalgren of the BOF made the proposal to go ahead with the series! Mr. D’Annunzio’s original synopsis is enclosed, and by comparing it to the final form of the story, you will be able to ascertain for yourselves how worrisome and wrong things can become if you let thoughts and ideas roam about unsupervised.
The Department of Godliness and Order in Media
Int: Doomtown Luxury Towers, NICKY’s apartment
NICKY is pacing around the luxurious rooms, getting ready for a productive day of thoroughly nasty scheming. The kidnapped baybee lies on its back, being changed, powdered and having make-up applied by an advanced NannyBot™.
Sweet baybee… Today will be the beginning of the end for your father’s employer. My ambitions are reaching their boiling point. My final victory is nearing.
Int: The Futureshop, surreal chamber
In the depths of The Futureshop, we find ourselves in a dark chamber full of frayed electrical wires that glitter, self-playing pianos that stutter, dark statues of unknown animals that could be confused for horses or squids, shelves with piles of burning reading glasses, and similar obscure memorabilia from another world. We find DUKE sitting on his thone-like chair/chair-like throne (think of the one from Game of Thrones, but with wood and electronica rather than swords). He is speaking to a SLAVE chained to the floor. The SLAVE is facing away from DUKE.
See all this, SLAVE. See this town into which we have dug from unknowable tunnels. They know us not but we are here all the same.
Ext: hill at the edge of Doomtown
Sunset. Two MYSTERY MASKS are sitting next to each other, looking serenely at the town during a break in their duties.
MYSTERY MASK NO. 28B
Man oh man… It’s getting crazier and crazier up in here. As if the whole mess surrounding FRANK‘s funeral wasn’t enough, with the drunken fist fight that erupted at the reception between THE MAYOR and ANGÉL GABRIÉL… Now we got ghost trees and weird-ass pianos popping into existence all over the place?
Dearest readers, journalists, and fans! For today’s chapter we present an exclusive look at ”Frank’s Funeral Program”. This limited edition, true-to-life piece of memorabilia was produced during season 17 of the show, and distributed to lucky viewers exclusively at telenovela conventions, actor appearances and signings, and other similar events. Enjoy!
Signed, Johannes Dalgren /creative director, the BOF
Int: The Gastronomy Institute, café
MADAME MORGANNA is sitting by herself at a table for two. The Institute’s lobby is mostly abandoned and she is alone in the café but for one of her tame peacocks, curled up by her feet.
Enemy territory once more after all these years… Who would have thought it possible?