Emoji block the tweet 1 movie and you just might find they can add up to 464...that may take some work though!
Just an idea.
You can certainly do it to get bottom emojis to add to total number of "words" in the 8 original tweets.
Number play - 95 six letter names, 72 seven letter names, 46 eight letter names and 19 nine letter names. 232 names. Two letters from each is 464 letters! Maybe 1st and 7th for 7 letter names?
A few doubles in those names so maybe elimination involved from there. Just an idea.
"...location of key." 8 2 3
Say outright 8 to 3
Double tweet movie 3 to 8
Original tweets, hinted, tweets 3 & 8 (3 to 8)
Hopefuly order 3 to 8
Movies from 8 to 3 absorb 2 and 3, and with double letters eliminated like "hopefully" you have 43 letters.
24 to 06...43 minute spots.
I wandered over to the group assembled. When they saw me heading their way, the eyes peering out of the masks narrowed. I had seen that look many times when I strolled to the in crowd at school - they must be pleased to see me I thought. It was time to set Codeville free.
"What do they call him?" I asked. They gave me his nickname but it was quite smelly to me. He deserved better. I thought he looked like a Todd so I went with that. He didnt know it, but as Todd doesn't add to 41 he had no chance to finish his apprenticeship.
Turns out he had actually donevsome mini codes. I immediately looked upon him in awe. A man who had escaped the struggles of the Trier gutter, to the rarified atmosphere akin the top floor of the Empire State Building - an apprentice to the Crypts no doubt. The spot talent.
Wheels seemed, short, sharp and apt. So there was quite a crew. One I didnt know. I asked around. Anonymous Triers told me he was the only man to actially solve anything in the past 5 years! World hunger? World peace? No was the reply. Some things much bigger than that they said.
Even the man I recognised from my time in the big house. He rode in on his bicycle. He needed a name. Maybe I gave him one back in prison but it's long forgotten. What should I call him?
I saw a few citizens milling around Jim. I recognised most of them. The French Chef was easy to spot. TBH had come down from a tree with a canoe paddle in his hand. The Gambler was there too...he always had time lurking in the back of his mind.
There it was again...Good...41.
The Mayor was hinting at this movie? It's not Sci-Fi. Surely not. But put nothing past him. Good Hunting! Probably the last thing he says before sends his goons onto the streets.
What about 27 I pondered as I bumped into people in the crowd. Doesn't fit with the 4x6= 24. It's 3 out. I could force fit a silent 3 in, but silent/invisible numbers to solve a Good Will Hunting problem is frowned upon I think.
So the 5 emoji fits nicely. What a clue! Clue...that's 41 too. I was seening numbers where words use to be which may be hard to explain to my therapist...or in court if Scott represented me. What do they have on me I wondered. Trumped up charges no doubt. What fun. Fun...41 too.
14 to 41...27. Saw that in a five emoji hint back in the day. 27x86.
Of course...27 from the front. 68 from the back. 41 difference. I reckoned my odds were down the 41/1 now, which in a 10 man field seemed a little short considering my history.
A tear trickled down my face. The air was still thick with pepper spray. I remember the words my mother often said to me when she thought I was sleeping "Wake the fuck up!" She was fucking right. It's good to help. The 3 Musketeers were also onto it "1 4 all, and all 4 1."
But wasn't I giving back through my Foundation? The Library I had donated of my workings from past code. The new hospital wing, with my name on it of course, that specialized in the PTSD of code veterans that had tried so that we could live in a world of codes.