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Jan 4 2018, 10:32 PM
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<div class="cte-pst-ttl"><CENTER>Causin' problems makes you famous.<BR>All the violence makes a statement.</div></CENTER><BR><BR>

<I>March 14th, 2017</I><BR><BR>

Klarion had woke up this morning, stretched, yawned, groaned, kicked at his covers, then discovered something. Looking left and then right, the witch boy sat up and repeated the action only to realize the room is devoid of a certain magical ginger cat. It is not uncommon for his familiar to wander off when he is not paying attention to her, but he is awake now! Where is she? Why is she not here? When is she going to come back? He has so much mischief planned for today! Alright so he has not scheduled anything in particular to do (he much prefers to be spontaneous) but they always find something fun!<BR><BR>

He tried to be patient. As patient as a Lord of Chaos and a boy missing his cat can be. But when she does not appear within a reasonable amount of time (immediately) he grows quickly restless. And then more restless while he got irritable. He does not sense that something bad had happened to her yet that does not mean there is no cause for concern alarm. If she has not returned by now, then he will just have to go look for the pesky kitten. She has to be around somewhere; neither of them can handle being separated from each other for extended periods of time.<BR><BR>

His search begins much like any other normal boy would begin searching for his missing cat. He strolls along, searching the nearest most of likely places as he calls out for her. “Heeerrrre, Teekl. Here, kitty, kitty!” he shouts obnoxiously with his hands cupped around his mouth. Intermixed, of course, with belting out, “Where are you, stupid cat!”<BR><BR>

The Witch Boy searches high and low for Teekl. Even under such things as dumpsters and parked cars, though Klarion knows she is way too above such hiding places. And it is completely true. His familiar is no common feline. Teekl is far superior to any old housecat. Not that he is in a habit of telling her that. Not usually. It is one of his great downfalls, although he would definitely argue the worth of a single flaw compared to the rest of his awesomeness.

“Kitty, kitty, kitty!” he calls again, his foots descending into near stomps now as he floats up to check an awning despite the reaction of everyone on the street or what attention he might attract. He is on a mission and he is going to find Teekl.

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<I>February 16th, 2017</I> (if this does not work, let me know!)<BR><BR>

“No no no no no!” he screeches from across the training room, Teekl in his arms as he stomps his foot like a frustrated kid who was told he could not have any cake before dinner. Cradling his cat in one arm, face scrunched in a grimace of impatient annoyance, he frees the other to bring his palm to his forehead, hard, several times with a slapping sound that seems to echo. “Why...why, Teekl!” he whines towards the high ceiling dramatically, looking on the verge of bawling with tears in the corners of his eyes, “Why must I be plaqued with teaching talentless amateurs?”<BR><BR>

“Mrow…”<BR><BR>

Whatever Teekl says, it seems to have calmed the witch boy who smiles at her, stroking her head and scritching her behind the ear. “You’re right, of course, if anyone can turn this incapable slug into something...it’s me,” he says with an airy tone of confidence as he strides in the direction of his pupil, a girl with pink hair turned up into devil horns with a penchant for frowning. Seriously, is she even capable of cracking a smile.<BR><BR>

“Your gestures are all wrong. All...wrong. Teekl could do it better and she doesn’t even have hands!” He throws up both his hands to face level, palms forward as if to indicate the body part he speaks of, forgetting the cat in his arms. She falls with a miffed sound of surprise and Klarion leans quickly to catch her before she hits the ground. “Oops!”<BR><BR>

She glares at him. “Oops?”<BR><BR>

Klarion raises Teekl, giving her a boost up onto his shoulder in order to free his hands without the consequence of dropping her. “Watch, again, and learn it this time.” He repeats the spell for her once again, speaking the words of the spell aloud for her benefit and demonstrating the gesticulations. The butterfly beneath the glass in front of them flutters its wings, the gold bleeding away until the color that is left is velvety black. “Child’s play.”<BR><BR>

(PS...certain supposed spelling or word mistakes are probably on purpose. Also, this was the only thing I could think of. And I figured she would be started on something easier, maybe a beginners version of something bigger? I have no idea.)

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Jul 17 2017, 03:49 PM
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<I>February 17th, 2017</I><BR><BR>

He had become aware of something very interesting; or, to be more precise, he had discovered the presence of someone. It was the potency of the hit of mystic energy that had piqued his curiosity and further investigation solidly captured it. A daughter of Trigon here on Earth? Oh how splendidly dark and dangerous. That the spawn of such a fiendish and powerful being is in cahoots with the likes of the Titans? How devilishly boring, what a disheartening waste when she is capable of so much more!<BR><BR>

Of course he could not just leave it at that. Naturally he was not satisfied with observing from afar. And clearly he is going to enjoy this. A game, a game, let us make it a game! Oh what fun! He always wanted to play a detective - just call him Robin (for Batman is far too dreadfully dull, who would want to pretend to be that guy?). He will lead his own investigation and it will be a source of oodles of amusement.<BR><BR>

The tracer spell he used to discern Raven’s exact location was child’s play, really. And the demon he summoned to keep the girl company while he snoop...er...explores is nothing too dangerous, but it should certainly pose enough of a challenge to keep a Daughter of Trigon busy for awhile. Portaling into her room was easy business and from there...wait…<BR><BR>

Is he sure these are her quarters? This is a...boiler room! What sort of trickery is this? Or if this is no trick then it is certainly a gross insult!<BR><BR>

It is a word from Teekl that reminds him of what he came here for and the dawdling would only prove to increase their chances of being discovered. Not that it would be a problem. The two of them could dispatch of anyone who came to check on the strange voice in the boiler room; if they could possibly detect his voice over the hissing and clanging of pipes! It would be an annoyance, more than anything, and he is supposed to be a sneaky detective, after all.<BR><BR>

Poking around Raven’s room, he comes upon some pretty intriguing, magical items. Teekl is the one who notices and points out the mirror, making the suggestion that it would make the perfect bait if he wants to speaks with her. Waiting around here might not be...convenient, but take something of hers that she is bound to miss and she will come to them. It can be a new game. He can hide and his unwitting playmate has to come seek him!<BR><BR>

So he takes it! Though sitting around doing nothing seems like a huge bore! Certainly his play date will be just as prompt to find him whether he is waiting mysteriously on a rooftop, in the park or...eating cake...at a now very empty bakery.<BR><BR>

(Not my best starter...at all...but hope it will do!)

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<I>February 19th, 2017</I><BR><BR>

Bludhaven has its share of issues. But of them, they usually do not have to worry about magic-wielding sociopaths and their kitty cats. And usually the majority of trouble happens when the sun goes down. Now they have to be terrified to walk to streets during the day time? <BR><BR>

He giggles like a gleeful child who just opened their Christmas presents to find they had gotten exactly what they had wanted. He does a little dance on the sidewalk, hugging the scepter to his chest like a precious stuffed toy, regardless of the worried glances he receives from passerbys. “Mine, mine, mine!” he sing-songs with delight while behind him the armored van that had been transporting the object in his possession is not in nearly as good of sorts.<BR><BR>

It is pierced through with whatever metallic objects Klarion had at hand to fashion into ‘spears’, pinned to the sidewalk. Lopsided with two tires popped, hissing out air. The hood billows smoke and the back doors had been completely torn from their hinges. While the rest of the truck’s contents would hold value to any other person, they are no interest to Klarion. What need does he have of money when he can take or conjure whatever he needs or desires. Everything save the scepter is left untouched.<BR><BR>

He reaches up to stroke the head and scratch behind the ears of the ‘tabby’ perched around his neck and shoulders. “Lookee, lookee, Teekl,” he calls, as if the feline cannot already see the magical artifact in his head. He holds it up all the same, looking tickled pink and incredibly pleased with himself and the spoils of his conquest. “Armored van! Pfft! That was a piece of cake!”<BR><BR>

Speaking of cake...now he is hungry for cake. With strawberries. Strawberry cake!<BR><BR>

He steps out into the street, swinging the metallic, magic imbued object back and forth and spinning it playfully in his hands, wondering where he can procure the remedy for his sweet tooth. There is the screech of tires and Klarion turns his head when the driver lays on his horn, shouting angrily about getting out of the road and waving his hands.<BR><BR>

The boy’s face twists from outrage and into a maliciously pleased grin as he moves to point the scepter at the offending vehicle and its occupant. “I want to play with my new toy now!” He summons the power of the staff and the man leaps from his car just in time as the thing seems to ‘melt’ into a liquid state, reforming into a chaotic form before solidifying again. “Then cake!”<BR><BR>

And he is only just getting started.

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Ilija
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Jun 5 2017, 10:38 PM
February 2017

I'm Up For Some Child's Play - with Jinx
Date: February 16th, 2017

Into the Soul - with Raven
Date: February 17th

March 2017
Up, Up, and Away - with Green Lantern (Hal)
Date: March 1st

Chicken or the Egghead - Red Robin
Date: March 6th

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