Watson having a little trouble with her clock watch. An unintentional skip-tripping resulting in stop along the way, sounds like that device of time, caught a little cold.
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Scene is some kind of a makeshift living room established in basement, that have walls from red fired clay bricks. All we can see for now, is this improvized big television screen setup mounted on a that wall, some shelf around filled by stuff, and in front of the furniture, lie down a pentagram circle carpet at floor of stone. Just like if we siting on sofa and watching the TV on a wall.
Then, right in the middle of the pentagram circle an vortex of power materialize. On a few second, a sphere portal got opened materializing a person to this place, right before it vanished, leaving behind itself only a glitter like particle that slowly descended down before vanishing.
Blond haired Amelia Watson, the time traveling detective, in her detective costume, has arrived utilizing a space-time teleport portal. As she opened her eyes, and saw the unfamiliar TV setup, she frown as this was not her destination. So she look down at her palm sized classical pocket watch in her palm and spoke up. "What's wrong buddy? Why did you take me on such roller-coaster detour? It don't happen often that you are in bad mood." Then she notice that she was standing in middle of clearly a magical pentagram circle, doubling as a fashion carpet. She on spot realized that this house furniture unintentionally messed up with where she appeared. "What the? A fishing hook? No!; that not it. Its a home return beacon. But clearly its not mine. So what's going on here?"
Her attention was redirected at the running TV, hanging on a wall made of red bricks, displaying Hololive V-tubers stream. (Not exactly!) That video transmission was clearly about Hololive Myth team doing a collab and she saw herself there. The settings look nice, like a house hold touch in secret layer layout. She ignored for now the program on TV as her detective eye notice something suspicious about this television. Her eyes widened in surprise when she realized that this was not an electronic device.
That was a wooden board, a wooden painting frame with some unicorn level glitter sprayed on its frame. It was not even a magical mirror know from many fairy tailed and such, that shall display a distant places and people. (Maybe that mirrors were just a top end commodity, that is so expensive to made that only royalty having it.)
Then she widen the range of investigation. A some kind of stings were running from the fake TV, that hardly was classified like cables that have anything to do with electricity. It connected that screen to a contraption fused by magical crystals. Bunch of parchment scrolls whit magic circles formulas stacked each one on another one to form a pile, a booklet. And a brick size old mobile phone working as a signal modem. For some reason those two thing were connected by strings to two large glass jars or amphoras, siting each one at the shelf, right at sides of the screen. One was a bottle of pure orange juice, that actually provided a faint voltage. The other one was a bottle of smoothie, that was a home bread manna potion, working as liquid manna crystal, to power the magical part of contraption.
The most obvious eye candy on the entire setting was an actual crystal ball, a clear orb used by fortune tellers in divinations. It was siting on fancy pillow, with multiple strings rounded around it. It was the thing, that was grabbing the signal from internet, allowing the user to see a stuff from different world.
Amelia realized, that she was looking on a pirated tap on a cable network, that ridicule her background in science and sci-fi engineering. So she take it personally as she bark. "Hey! That's illegal! That slopy execution of the setup is directly criminal. Its an engineering crime of (I don't care how it work!), F**k up. Like a hanging, a hunted down prey on a wall as trophy, but in its dismantled state. How did you even manage to pull this shit out?"
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Suddenly she felt the presence of someone else right behind her and with little scare-jump she fully turn around to look back.
And indeed, she had an audience: A whole group of hooded wizards in Cowl: A long, closed outer garment with wide sleeves and an attached hood, worn over the habit during services or colder weather. It was kind of monastic habit.
They seat on a long sofa and sofa chairs, each one had a different main color. So they looked like crayons with they hoodies on, with the capes so deep forward that we can see only a black hole and the eye glow. With a golden chain around its necks, and lots of silver rings on theirs fingers, they look more like a cultist, a warlock that wizards. All of them were staring surprised at the unexpected visitor. Heck one of them was knitting something as kind of personal hobby.
Watson got nervous as she was standing right at center of attention of everybody in this room. Now she noticed that this hall or something like an underground facility, look like an evil layer of some nefariously famous organization, known for doing a bad things. (Or shitty.) She was seriously considering to back off from here as fast as is possible. And her confusion got shown even on her unintentional hiccup.
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But she was stopped with the muscular male Red, who rise his hand in (Please, hold on!) gesture, as he obviously realize that she was ready to puff off from here. He stand up and make a single step away from sofa chair. All that so he can make a rapper like pose and gestures while delivering a rap like declaration, with a quite deep voice. "Welcome to our secret layer, traveler from afar. The answer for you questions are a simple ones. Its all because;-- We are…" He pause for an inhale, in prepare to deliver the punch line, while a swag music start to play. "...Shadow money wizard gang." All other wizards still on sofa drop into the game a cool gangster hand gesture poses.
Watson got even more confused with "What?"
But the skilled Purple wizard immediately step in, right in front of her, delivering his line. "We lo~ove casting spells." He was making a (I casting a spell) hand gesture, playing with a veil made of magic mist, as some kind of party trick to double down on the (We are wizards!) fact.
That spell move, summoned to this place a group of sexy curved female dancers with big assets, who also wears the full body Cowl. One of them got so happy excited with (Oh my gosh! Its happening!) fangirl gesture, that she scream shout yelp with excitement. (WOOuuuu!) And of course, those dancers start vibe dancing to the music.
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As Red one push the Purple to side, he close to Watson, putting his arm around her shoulder, turning her to redirecting her attention at the TV screen. "This song is sponsored by…"
At the flick of his fingers: The screen channel flipped on displaying a group of shadowy figures, clearly siting behind an important judge jury level long table. They were already glaring toward the audience, toward the visitor, like some kind of high council. That scene literally scream (We are very important!) just from single glance at it.
Purple one was back, leaning toward Watson from other side, with evil worshiping gesture. He drop the trivia, with a deep voice. "The shadow government."
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Red flicked his finger again and the TV channel flipped, to displaying a Wizard in orange Cowl, who was so depressed, that he was holding his head in hand while doing some accounting,. He was surrounded with lots of stacks of papers around him. His eyes were devoted from life. Red brought his thumb close to its face, and spoke to it as if he was speaking to broadcast microphone. "Legalize nuclear bombs."
A visible change occurred on the Orange one. It was an awakening realization, from a bad dream, by this blissful announcement. An curved stressed out smile appeared in the blackens of the face hole in hoodie. The smile widen to point it was a crazy wide from one ear to other and curved up and down like a sea currents. The Orange one pick up an very special thick cigar, with black an yellow squared (Warning: Danger!) marking on far end. He put it into a mount, and flick his fingers to summon a flame on the top of his thumb, and use like a lighter, to light up the cigar. Like an addict, he wait until the chemicals hits the system, while a "Nuke… Nuke…" notification was echoed from that cigar.
But the Purple one make a panic shout. "Is that a nuke?! That's illegal."
But several wizards siting on sofa, giggled at that statement in amusement.
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Then the room shaken as a strong explosion occurred somewhere upstairs, and the TV screen flipped to static.
The Purple wizard turn toward the sofa, and made a call. "Call the fire department! We just nuked the building."
But a Blue one rise from sofa, step forward to Purple one and put its hands onto violet shoulders. "Stop smoking! Smoking is bad for you health. Especially when it is your own skin, you smoking." And the Blue one drag Purple aside, probably heading upstairs to deal with the nuke aftermath.
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To keep the gig rolling, Red one turn Watson once again toward a specific direction, because there was a certain one, who was begging for attention for a while. So Red delivered another punch line: "Swag Messiah."
A cool-swag short green Cowl wizard was leaning its back in coll stance, against wall in his slot in (wall of fame) section.
Every wizard who was here, had here a piece of space where they can display they personal success. or achievement.
Instead others, this one was wearing his attire in a coll kid hoodie style. With fully exposed head that revealed: A white hairs style with green strips on places, that hold together with lot of hair gel. A large coal black sun glasses on eyes, that was there only for the swag. Even if this one had its hands hidden inside in front hoodie pocket pouch, that wide smile grin full of triangle shark teeth and shark tail happily tapping on the wall; kinda radiate a vibe that this person who resembled a Gawr Gura the friendly shark, trying to drag her attention to something.
But Amelia eyes went straight forward to the oversized wallpaper, right behind him, seated inside the large painting frame. It was something like a movie poster for Shark Tales movie, displaying an road in Atlantis city. Of course in middle of the focus, was Gawr Gura in her blue shark themed hoodie, standing in middle front, facing us, holding her trident as a staff, while looking up at something with, (What the heck, is that?!) expression.
On her right side was a Red (evil) Gura, facing someone on right size, while having this dangerous angry smile grin whit (I will beat that shit of you!) expression. All that while she Cracking her knuckles In (combat ready!) hand gesture, like a bloodthirsty maniac.
On left side is a Green (Cool) Gura. No, it was the green one wizard who standing next to the wallpaper. But inside of this movie poster he was standing in cool pose, facing someone at right direction, all while having a cool grin, after flicking fingers into (You got it!) gesture. He was too cool, to lose his vibe.
Right behind the trio, is Sakamata Chloe, a clumsy Orca, in her Orca themed gothic assassin costume, showing a big open smile, while standing in (Ta-Da! Welcome to our show!) T-pose.
At back of the poster, is on one side Ninomae Ina'nis as priestess of the ancient one, giving blessing through a prayer.
On the other side, is Houshou Marine a pirate like captain, with her pirate like ship in bacground, doing an (Oujousama) villain lady like mocking laughter.
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Of course Amelia Watson wide up her eyes open at that wallpaper, that was like a reference to the trio of shark themed hoodies (Blue, Red, Green), that she saw hanging on a cloth rag inside of Gura's own room. But she was not allowed to read the fine print at corners of the poster as her attention was already kidnapped by someone else.
A tall but slim Yellow Cowl wizard, approached the detective with obvious shyness. This one was nervous to point that the moment he try to spoke up to her, rising up his point finger in (Hey listen!) gesture, he panicked and deliver the only punch line, that his brain was capable to deliver under a pressure. "Bees make honey!" And he froze in place like a stature.
That was so disappointed pick up line, that the TV screen flipped again to display that shadow people, who were drooping an hot announcement. "Warning! Nuking is now legal. Wo~orld wide."
Apparently, in this high-fantasy world, a nuke was a name for those Nuke cigars, that can be found inside of dungeons as a loot. At last, according to the diagram that the shadow people put on screen and talk about it. What's more, the smoker can walk away, after the kaboom. It was literally a last stand solution, to drop a line: "This is screwed up [F**k up] beyond all recognition! Burn it to the ground and start from scratch!" [FUBAR] Its literally a tale, about how much dangerous is the smoking for everybody around.
Because of that announcement, the Red wizard, released Watson from under its arm. He step back from her, so she can do a loud: "Oh, Yea~~ah!"; rapper victory stand gesture, as archiving legalization of nukes was his biggest achievement, in this week.
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When Amelia was a free, a zing/cink announced, that her pocket watch is finally recharged. (Or it was just a notification, that the time to move up onto another detective case, has come.) She make an awkward (Bye!) expression to the wizards, followed by a hiccup and she press down the button on her time device.
Just like she come here, she vanished into a thin air.
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A few second had passed until the group of wizard start to cracking up into a laughter, giggles, and mocking smirks. Some of them were doing a bro fist hand shaking, or praise others from a (Good job!) gig.
But in clear contrast, the yellow cape awake and run toward the wall of fame section. He went straight toward his own slot that had to this moment an empty painting frame. He stop in front of it, spreading his arm wide into T-pose. In that moment he summoned a life size full body wallpaper of Amelia Watson, that rolled out itself right into the frame, with a perfection. And he went down onto his knees, to worship her like his idol. He simped the wallpaper so hard that he start to make a loud plans to put a shrine there.
He dint bother that a crowd gathered behind him to enjoy the art, while they were making a lot of chatting, like the fans leaving the concert hall to go on after-party. They even put out a card pictures of the rest of Hololive members, joking about as who is who alter ego. Even the Green wizard join in, sending a thumb up toward yellow one.
Then a Orange, Blue and Purple wizard returned here. Orange with smoking cigar got covered by black ash stains ash he got caught in explosion. He was so chill that he dint give a dam to the crate of left overs under the Purple one armpit, that was probably all they manage to salvage. Others compare the Orange one to Takanashi Kiara who as phoenix was know for getting out in a flames.
But this was not moment to be sad, as Red actually hit the ON switch on the actual after party, doubling down on the music, dancing and rap singing. An most of them, start to partying hard, in a Shadow money wizard gang style.
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[Notes:]
Hi. For how simple this story seem to be, it had some hiccups. (Like Amelia)
The idea for this story come from internet meme about Shadow money wizard gang (Joeyy banner track Gauz intro) that got remaked onto 30 second long flash or hand drive animation. (Also it got several version of this sketch by fans, doubling down on this meme.) The wizard gig is about a High fantasy idea, that transcending a hip hop onto another worlds (Or rap. I don't know.); that play with the idea, that the fantasy world must have for sure a some kind of a crime organization.
Once again, this is one of the old ideas, maybe 3 or more years old.
By dretnoth 11.-12. September 2026