The Honorable Crackitisious Jones Esquire

The Honorable Crackitisious Jones Esquire
One with the world

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

The Red Lions

Aha! I am Manila, its spirit its essence its very soul. There is nothing about this city that escapes my vision. Which is what I will be saying at the end of my adventure. For now I have to explore this new world that has been presented like an oh so sumptuous feast waiting to be devoured. In these first few days the secret order of the BVC has welcomed me like a brother into their fold. I join them daily in their rituals, dancing, singing at the moon, eating their spiritual wafers, bizarre stuff really. After my travels though it is all pretty humdrum. I picked up the schedule so fast in fact that a junior member had mistaken me for one of the masters, I assured him that I was nothing more than a guest in the order though.

Eventually I was introduced to some of my potential students. These young wards were the frontline in the defense of the order’s honor. Using their physical prowess and with a joint effort they continually compete in a tournament to decide who will be the torchbearers of the island. They command the floor with an orange sphere as they seem to defy gravity their bodies twisting in an effort to achieve victory. Truly an amazing vision. I was invited to one of the events in this competition where I was proud to see that the cabal that I had enjoined myself in was a dominant force. They deftly outmaneuvered their opponents to continue their road towards perfection and once again being the so called masters of the islands. Last year the title was taken from them by a mysterious old sect that the BVC had thought they had vanquished. I inquired further about this sect and it turns out that they were founded by none other the Diabolico family. At hearing this I knew that coming to the Philippines was the right decision.

And to top off a great night dear Paco had finally arrived. Apparently there was a typhoon near Tokyo that slowed his otter driven sled to a halt. None the less the versatile Paco mushed his team through and they arrived safely albeit quite tired. United again we decided a day or two of rest was in order before instructing our new students as well as beginning our search into the history of Don Diabolico. It is only a matter of time until we track down the fiend.

Stay tuned…

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