"We are gathered here in memorium of TheBeast.  TB is of course still alive, but clearly living on borrowed time.

We note that he has decreed that no Kuku can be allowed to ever live.  We ask him, was it really Kuku, or an imposter, who exercised him so much, and not in a forced jogging way.

We further ask if it is true that 120 units of credit stock were paid by TheBeast to a Kuku for the reestablishment of The Plumbers, with a brief to execute an as yet unnamed but high ranking mobster.

We take time to remember the better time.

But sadly, that time was short, and this time is long. 

What might TheBeast achieve when he is killed for a range of Kuku related mishaps?  Arch enemy of Kuku-dom, @LOLasuarusRex died penniless and anonymous.

TheBeast has profile and money, but it is unlikely that he will live another week.

Who might kill him?  We do not know.  But we do know that his gun is weak, failing to kill KingCharlesIV.

It is important that we remember the good time, with TheBeast, regardless of how non-consequential and fleeting it was.

We ask that Kuku, wherever he is, uses some of his substantial fortune (gleaned from Beast) to do something good.

Rest well, TheBeast.  

SHINE ON YOUR CRAZY DIAMOND!

At times like these, it's best we remember the words of GFC quiet, spoken in reverence of her dim, disorderly but loyal friend:

And to TheBeast who I'm sure will read this, quite frankly, if I have to inform you what is appropriate conduct and what isn't, more than once, no, your death really wouldn't make me shed a tear. For what its worth, The lights in TheBeasts home may be always on while he's not there, but he is still one loyal son of a gun, and his loyalness should never be questioned.

For what it's worth, I would shed a tear for TheBeast, which I will prove empirically when he is killed soon. He may have secretly paid Kuku 120 credits to murder a member of another crew but that doesn't mean he can't also waste millions of dollars paying to have Kuku bloodlined, which makes him a pretty cool guy in my books. RIP. 

Loyalness - is that better, or worse, than loyalty?

I can picture the scene now: 

PlagueDoctor, a heavily thumbed copy of Systematic Immolation of Thought in one hand, brandy gently lapping around a glass in the other, as he regales TheBeast about the finer points of the Toaster metaphor and how it applies to a city-wide orgy. TheBeast giving a knowing smile, bits of leather stuck in his teeth, as he takes another bite out of the corner of the Chesterfield. The cream of the crop. 

The_AI, the picture you paint (metaphorically) is a vivid one.

Do you mind if I have it commissioned (non-metaphorically) by a skilled painter?

I have tried repeatedly to ascertain what's going on, but with no success.

TheBeast is still alive, so presumably he hasn't tried to shoot any other unprotected gangsters - once bitten and all that.

And no word from KingCharles. 

Are there any journalists left? 

As a tribute to TheBeast,  I hereby relinquish publishing rights to The Harold, for ONE ISSUE ONLY