Corporate Red Tape

You'd think that I would have tried to do more stuff in the past two weeks, besides just play these games with all of you? Well tough, you're dead wrong. I think I've earned a bit of a vacation from.. whatever is happening with Jack right now. It's probably what's been keeping her busy and not posting for a while. I'm not saying that I'm worried about her. But I am. She's still Jack, and even if she puts me through hell and sasses me like a spunky grandmother. I'm worried about her. But enough of the sentimental crap. Here's the next riddle. Fear the hunger of mortal sin. The friends, the enemies, who will win? 2,4, 1, 10. 2,4, 1, 10. Her name is Hagan, and she sings. Does she wish to communicate with us in song? A ballad of two shades that make purple.

I wonder if you guys caught something between the line of the previous riddle. Usually things are hiding in plain sight, but you have to look through the fine print. How about another riddle? This one is called The Beasts of Mars. Tag, you're such a nerd. I swear to god. - Lilith As the call of Gjallarhorn blew, metal demons roamed to slay beasts of great might. A calamity of 300 years ravaged the lands below, while the gods sat among the stars. One man sought to take the name of the moon, and kept the beasts at bay when they rose again. His name is lost to the stones across the dry sea. But his demon is well known, with white skin and orange horns. Protector of the metal flower that does not wilt, is Barbatos. Their anthem is sung by wolves in the form of men. They raise their flags to the east and cry out in hunger to the young warriors beneath the pale, red sand. Who are these men who seek to preach truth to these child soldiers? These orphans of iron blood.

So, a lot of people are telling me that they think the previous riddle is about a certain elf... Yeah. Keep trying. Seriously. But, I digress. Like I was telling you, Red. I'm trying to see if anyone picks up on what's going on. This is could be anything, and I'm not sure what it means. Maybe this world is more than dreams. I wonder if Red wants to watch some online series with me? Anyway, here's another truthful riddle. The World Play of Hunters: Set on the stage in a distant land of dust and echoes, where monsters roam.  A young maiden of silver eyes holds out her hand, weapon in hand.   To recall the ones she has lost, those of darkness, fire and frost.  The color of roses, her name at the start. This maiden has only warmth in her heart.  A song is needed, one that reflects her pain, in a single volume it remains.  Parts one and two, are part of this game. The path of flowers, snow, beast and beauty. A simple ode to the

Details, details. I know why you're here. Another piece of the puzzle, maybe you're curious. But who am I? And what are you? Another Riddle: The Blue Tactician and the White Mage The White Mage, a being of immense intellect, creates life. Born from her memories, is the Blue Tactician, her daughter in both mind and spirit. Sitting ever so slightly above the ground, as they enjoy their time together before her task is to be completed, playing chess. Her daughter is to act as Durandal, an ally to a great warrior in green. His sword, and his shield. Even without a form of her own, she exists. Beckoning to his mind, giving him guidance.  Their plans set, they play, moving pieces against each other, ever in a standing war to dominate the board. Swiftly do they act, many of their warriors fall to each other.  The White Mage, confident in her abilities, questions her daughter’s resolve. The Blue Tactician ever so slightly wins, if only for that moment of con

This are progressing slowly here. But hey, here's another riddle. Maybe I should try watching something on Netflix. I hear a new movie is coming out tonight. The Staggered Reply Flamel retorts against youth who does not believe in God. Icarus, who flew too close to the sun, paid for his arrogance with his life. What is your payment to seek entrance to the providence?  What is your toll to see the ________ beyond the Gate? These names, steeped in prophecy, shall be your guide. The first answer fills the void. The second may lead you astray: Tim called me the other day. Richard pointed out that Urey doesn’t like pineapple upside down cake. Tracy said she couldn’t cook anything else in time. Hughes said he couldn’t make it either, too busy with work. Tracy was mad about that. Arthur tried to talk her out of the argument. Greg did too. Isaac called, told everyone that Samuel was coming around.   Not sure what he meant by that, since Tracy, Ethan, Ru