Category Archives: The Case Of The Missing Self

26: It was the Detection Party

The  moon was full and bloated. The air was crisp.  The crack of car doors opening as guests arrived gave a resonant echo. Though its entrance, and the security personnel guarding it, maintained an  uninviting, somber presence, HurtyVibes was glittering on … Continue reading

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25: Burrowed into its bamboozling heart

“Hello, Cadbury Fife”, the voice was disconnected, pointedly sexual, yet with some type of indeterminate undertone. Cadbury: I do not like your indeterminate undertone. Is there a light or any sort of illuminating substance in here? Cadbury preferred to control … Continue reading

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24: Like projectile life through the narrowing tunnel of existence

The train chundered forward like projectile life through the narrowing tunnel of existence. On the train were Cadbury Fife, detective philosopher at large, Mons Gullet, socialite techno-assistant, and Rafaella Ellison, Esq., of the reputable law firm Smithikins, Pillipilli and Leeb-du-Toit. … Continue reading

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23: To vaporize, vanish, blink out like a black light in the void of the night

The man had too many airs and not enough graces. His stance was snooty, his excessively creased pants were trumped up, his gold-lined jacket hung at entirely too regular an angle. Even his shadow was overtly cocksure. Cadbury: Who are … Continue reading

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22: To be associated with pleasure, perchance it may offer something good

The lady shifted with uncertainty from one high heel to another. She was distinctively attractive, the cut of her dress was threatening, and her strawberry-blond hair was set off seductively by the sun. Perhaps her uncertainty was triggered by Cadbury Fife, who … Continue reading

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21: Juggle all the world’s detritus

Cadbury Fife arrived at the offices of Cadbury Fife’s Detective Agency. He decided to surprise the world by entering via the front door. Cadbury: [Entering via the front door] What is going on here!? Gullet: Database Entry, Profile Assessment, Psychological … Continue reading

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20: Coming from an axis of dementia

The world faded in without a modicum of decency. It is true that Selia rarely recognized her surroundings when she initially awoke. This always gave her moments of glistening hope… which then proceeded to pop like soap-filled bubbles as she recognized the … Continue reading

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19: A beautiful man with bountiful brain-bosoms

After the Great Collision, Marquis The Poet was triumphant in an incessantly despondent bleat. The squad of archaeologists remained diligent in their pursuit of theoretical research. And Selia and Cadbury continued discussing the Case of the Missing Self. Selia: Why do … Continue reading

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18: The ultimate act of dance destruction

Selia was running again. She ran past monsters in the mist, gawking inanely. She ran past wretched creatures with gummy lips and concave chests, reaching for her. She ran past a massive army of poles, positioned by a pole leader that … Continue reading

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17: Relationships for the underslime

Two security guys stood on show outside the HurtyVibes Recreation Club. Security Guy 1: [Whispering] It’s The Detective… Security Guy 2 nodded into his muscles and cleared a path from some surrounding human foliage so that Cadbury and Selia could … Continue reading

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