Ask what's going on (2)
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From: "Welcome to Whitsun!"
It's the question on everyone's lips.
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"Not saying I believe it, but..."
(see table below for the bald man's wild speculation)
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Wiki note: Numbers unaccounted for: 4, 14, 19, 25, 28 – 29, 40, 46 – 50, 69, 90 – 91, 100
| Airs of Whitsun | Description |
|---|---|
| 1 - 3 | "It's the first year students at the University. […] It's just a jape, isn't it." He nods confidently. "Probably found some of those dinosaur eggs the Khaganians ride on. The dinosaurs, not the eggs, mind. You wouldn't get far riding an egg!" |
| 5 - 9 | "They say the eggs are man-made. Or Devil-made." […] "Say it's part of a grand marketing scheme for a new line in clothes. […] It's the kind of nonsense they'd do. Can you imagine it? A hat! From an egg?! It'd probably eat your brains." |
| 10 - 13 | "But, well, my cousin knows someone in the Specials. He says that it's a test they've set up to see which Londoners do the 'right and proper thing' of reporting the eggs. But that's nonsense, isn't it? But he's always been a one for conspiracies." |
| 15 - 18 | "I've heard several people say they've hatched birds out of the giant eggs." He looks moderately disappointed. "Can't be right, can it? Birds hatch out of normal eggs. These ain't normal. Stands to reason these must hatch something special." |
| 20 - 24 | "One person told me that it's a new cat breeding scheme, set up by the Duchess herself. And it's gone wrong. Wouldn't repeat that one too loudly, if I were you. Still, I do hear she's a funny one. Could believe it of her." |
| 26 - 27 | "I've been told they're dinosaur eggs. You know – those giant lizard-things like what they have in that big park." He raises his eyebrows. "And there was me thinking they'd all died out. Nice how nature finds a way, isn't it?" |
| 30 - 39 | "There is a rumour that it's a smuggling scheme set up by a tomb-colonist to impress the widow. That it's a gesture of desperately unrequited love. If it is that, I can be pretty certain it didn't work. I mean, they're pretty bl__dy obvious!" |
| 41 - 45 | "An urchin – you know, the bright one, with the thing on his face – he said they are from the Bazaar itself. […] Can you imagine? The Bazaar, broody? And these its children? No, that must be wrong. It's too horrific to contemplate." |
| 51 - 59 | "You know there's more than one type of egg, right? Maybe there's more? There's eggs, and there's eggs, after all. So, I've heard that some of these eggs are decoy eggs. Some are..." […] "Eggs." He shrugs. "Who are they decoying? No idea." |
| 60 - 68 | "A posh old girl who gets to visit the palace told me they must be weapons. […] But I've been thinking – unless you've a mangonel – they aren't very threatening." […] "I mean, the urchins love to drop things on people, but these would be a bit far. […]" |
| 70 - 79 | "Apparently the focus point for the egg appearances is the Bazaar. […] Anyway, that's some people's absolute proof that these are Bazaar eggs. That can't be right. […] A building, laying eggs? […] Besides – wouldn't a building's eggs be made of stone?" |
| 80 - 89 | "Some people […] are saying that this is how the Masters reproduce. […] if it were true – we'd be swarmed with them!" […] "But I've heard from a noted authority that the Masters' babies are raised live in a nursery, not hatched from eggs. So it's all fine." |
| 92 - 94 | "It's got to be some kind of anarchistic plot […] What could possibly throw London isn't more disarray than something humorous yet vaguely foreboding? […] No one knows whether to laugh or to drink […] Except me, I do both, but that's always been my attitude." |
| 95 - 99 | "A Devil told me that they're eggs of the Bazaar." […] "But I reckon he was trying to put me off selling them – Lord knows why. Imagine – the Bazaar! Who'd it be breeding with, eh? Or is it...? what's the word...? Parthenogenesis – that's the one!" |
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