The final victim was James Everington. Some regulars in the Jekyll and Hyde say the The Man With A Skull For A Head can't actually talk at all (lacking vocal chords as he does) and that Everington was in fact just asking questions of himself in a silly, put on voice. The Abominable Gentleman of course vigorously denies such a charge.
TMWASFAH: "If you could make any one person - alive or dead, male or female, real or fictional - an honorary Abominable Gentleman, who would it be and why?"
JE: As a Nottingham lad I'll have to say Robin Hood - I love the fact that the local government flies flags all over the place to someone who was basically a socialist terrorist. I think the Occupy movement has really missed a trick adopting V For Vendetta as their unofficial mask of choice (great though V is). I mean here was a guy whose motto was "rob the rich to help the poor.... and fill the tax-dodging bastards with arrows if they refuse."
I guess there are unpleasant associations with Kevin Costner and leggings, though.
TMWASFAH: "What's the most abominable thing you've done that you want to reveal to the internet at large?"
JE: I once tripped up Timmy Mallet at a train-station. He almost fell onto the tracks right in front of a oncoming train arriving at the platform. It was probably the closest to death he's ever been. This was in his post-Wacaday career lull. (Non-UK readers may have no idea who Timmy Mallet is - for the sake of your sanity don't search for clips of him on You Tube.)
Serendipitously I've just noticed from his Wikipedia page that Mr. Mallet went to school in Hyde. How "utterly brilliant!"
TMWASFAH: "As you know, the Gentlemen drink in the Jekyll and Hyde pub. If you had a Mister Hyde style alter-ego what would he (she?!) be called and why?"
JE: Alan Ryker.
TMWASFAH: "If you had a free pick from all of literature of one story by a guest author for a future issue of Penny Dreadnought, what would it be?"
JE: The Scarlatti Tilt by Richard Brautigan. A title and two sentences, and a better story than most of us will ever achieve in this life time.
TMWASFAH: "As writers, we often get asked for boring factual author bios. If you could write an author bio unconstrained by the boundaries of reality and truth, what would it say?"
JE: James Everington, author of The Scarlatti Tilt and other stories, robbed those tax-dodging bastards at arrow-point, gave the money to the poor, got the girl, tripped Timmy Mallet over at a railway station near Hyde, and still managed to get to the pub in time for Iain Rowan's round.
TMWASFAH: "What one thing would you like to know about the other Abominable Gentlemen that you currently don't?"
JE: What are you drinking?
"What one book of yours would you like to plug to the Penny Dreadnought readership?"
JE: The Other Room is a collection of my 'weird fiction', although it does not contain The Scarlatti Tilt. If you buy it and are rich I promise to give the proceeds to the poor without perpetrating any arrow-related crime on you.
Timmy Mallet, if you are reading this, I probably owe you a free copy. Get in touch.
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