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[clara-the-djinn]

Memories by the Menorah- Part 1

Clara hummed a song to herself as she flew through the halls to a familiar bedroom. In her arms, she held a few dreidels, some party favors, and blue and white decorations. She slammed the door open with a large smile.

“Happy Hanukkah, Chingu!” The genie exclaimed loudly.

[chingu-bohoja]

Halloween Mission

Beep! Beep! Beep!

The alarm clock rang to signal the start of another long day for the human known as Chingu Bohoja. Shutting off the alarm, he sat up and stretched his arms in the air, giving himself a moment for his body to adjust to waking up. 'Do I have to get up today?' he thought as he yawned and slowly shifted to get off the bed. Normally, the first thing he would do is go to the shower to get cleaned up for the day, but today was going to be different.

When Chingu looked up to his new computer, something was flashing on the screen. Rubbing his eyes, he got off the bed and moved to the chair in front of the computer. Chingu looked at what was flashing, which was an alert for him. A message, from Clara. What did she want now? Shrugging his shoulders he opened up the message from Clara.

Chingu blinked. A mission? From Clara? Why did she need all that candy? Couldn't she make candy herself? Anyway, it was better than doing nothing. After responding to the post, Chingu got up and went into his personal bathroom to get cleaned up. Afterwards, Chingu went to put on his normal attire, but then realized that Clara had sent him the attire he'd have to wear. He peeked out of the door to see that there was a box for him just outside his door. Quickly, he opened the door just enough to slide the box into his room and close the door back.

Chingu picked up the box and set it on the bed. It had some weight, but was still light enough. 'I hope it's not some kind of princess costume...' he thought as he opened the box up. Luckily, it was not. It was a simple werewolf costume. Chingu pulled the costume out and laid it out on the bed. "Well, can't complain about this," he spoke out loud to himself.

First, he put on a plain black shirt followed by plain black pants. Then, on went the costume, the lower half first, followed by the upper half, the shoes, and finally the head. The costume did have some heft to it, so Chingu hoped he didn't have to wear this for awhile.  With everything set, Chingu headed off to his destination. **********

Chingu would head out to a small little town not too far from headquarters. The street he was currently on was bustling with kids and their parents going from house to house getting free candy to enjoy. It looked like everyone was having a good time. “Do I seriously have to do this?” Chingu thought. He was a bit old for trick or treating, and it was going to be plain as day obvious. He sighed and tried to blend in with a group of kids kind of closer to his height. It did net him a handful of candy without notice. This was going to be slow and tedious. However, an opportunity happened to spark.

Over on the side, a young child was sitting on the ground crying. Walking over, Chingu had to inquire what was the problem. “Little girl,” Chingu said, “Why are you crying?”

The young girl wearing a princess costume looked up at Chingu. She looked frightened at first. “It's ok, I'm not here to hurt you,” Chingu assured. The little girl wiped her eyes, “There were... some big... scary people. They... were big... like you...” she spoke, trying to hold back tears.

“Well, I'm not like those people,” Chingu replied, “Do you know which way they went or where they might be?”

“They talked about a warehouse... It's past the park.” the girl said, wiping her eyes once more.

“Ok, I will find these people. Taking candy from kids is not right at all. Here, you can have what I got tonight.” Chingu dumped the candy that was in his bag into the girl's empty bag.

The little girl's eyes lit up, and her tears were no more. “Thank you sir!” She ran off back to a group of kids. Chingu watched her head off, then he would move out himself, towards the warehouse that the girl mentioned. **********

It took Chingu about an hour to reach the warehouse. By now it was getting late and most of the trick or treaters were more than likely back home sorting out their treats. Chingu knew approaching the warehouse from the front was going to be a bad idea, so he hid in a bush first to ditch the costume he was not going to need anymore. Thankfully he did remember to bring his gaunlets with him, which he put in the bag he brought with him to collect candy. He slipped on the gaunlets, and slowly approached the warehouse. Once he was at the wall signifying the outer perimeter of the premises, Chingu quietly slid along the wall until he was at a side entrance. Luckily, there was a crack in the wall, and Chingu used this to peek into the area to see if it was all clear. He saw one person, and their back was turned at the moment. Chingu quickly jumped up and clutched the top of the wall, which he climbed over, then jumped down behind a dumpster. The thud of his boots hitting the ground made the guard turn around.

“Who's there? Identify yourself!” a male's voice echoed. The guard turned around and pulled out a flashlight, pointing it towards the dumpster Chingu was behind. “I know you're there, now come out!” Chingu didn't move at all. His heart raced as Chingu began to hear footsteps coming towards the dumpster. He peeked out just enough to see which way the guard was coming. As the guard approached, Chingu moved around quietly. The guard made a quick move and pointed the flashlight behind the dumpster...

“Ah-ha!” the male exclaimed, but then looked dumbfounded. Nothing was there. “Hey... what's going on here? Are you playing a trick on me you little pun-” the guard's question was cut short as he felt a strike to the back of his head, and the lights going out seconds later.

Chingu used the side entrance to enter the warehouse. It was a small warehouse, only one room, and only a couple items in this room. There was a crate, a table, and sitting in three chairs were three gentlemen, which all turned around when Chingu had entered.

“What are you doing here little punk?” one of the men spoke up, “You're in the wrong yard!”

“Oh, I'm sure I'm in the right place now. You must be the ones taking candy from those kids earlier tonight,” Chingu responded.

“And so what if we are? What are YOU going to do about it? There's three of us, and one of you! You think you can take on ALL of us?” a second member spoke.

“You are not leaving here alive at all! You just dug your grave kid!” the third spoke and began charging at Chingu.

At first, Chingu's nerves kicked in, nervousness taking control for a moment. However, he realized that at the most, these people might just have knives. Not to mention this was the best opportunity to test out his ice gems in his gauntlets. Taking a fighting stance, the first guard lunged at him and Chingu easily blocked the strike, but took a hit to the side from the second. The third swung for Chingu's head, but he would miss due to Chingu ducking, but a strike to his back would connect from a strike from the first. The second guard grabbed Chingu and threw him across the room. At first, this wasn't looking good at all, but Chingu had to fight back. He couldn't let them surround him, or Chingu was going to take more punishment. He need to move around more. The second guard came in for another attack, and this time, Chingu would slip the attack and connect with a body shot. The first guard tried to kick Chingu in the head, but Chingu not only ducked the kick, but swept the grounded foot of the guard, making him fall flat on his back. The last guard swung a first at Chingu, who at first glance looked like he could get his hands up in time, but his gauntlets created an ice shield that covered the area that would have been hit. The guard punched the ice and groaned in pain, clutching the hand, and while he was stunned, Chingu spun and connected with a spinning heel kick, not only knocking the guard back, but knocking him out.

The other two guards looked in disbelief, “What did he just do!?!” the first guard exclaimed, looking at his partner.

“I have no clue, but that's not normal at all! We need to get help, now!” The two guards ran out the front door. This left Chingu by himself with the crate. He peeked in and saw that it was filled with candy! There had to be like 30 pounds of it, plus the weight of the crate. He need to get this out of here, and fast before he was surrounded. Thinking for a moment, he began to push the crate towards the side entrance, but while it was moving, it was slow. He would certainly get caught, but then, an idea struck.

Using his ice gauntlets, Chingu made a piece of ice that was thick enough to hold the crate, but just slightly bigger than the crate. Using what strength he could muster, Chingu lifted the box onto the ice block, then pushed the crate with the block. It slid across the room and eventually out the side door. He then pushed the block around to the front, where about 10 guards went in through the front door to see if they could trap the human in the warehouse, but Chingu had luckily moved quick enough to get out of the warehouse. Chingu continued to push the block and crate out the front of the yard. **********

About two and a half hours later, Chingu was back at HQ. The ice block had melted when Chingu reached the front doors of headquarters. He pushed the crate into the door, past the receptionist, past the break room, and down the hall towards Clara's room. The other members gave him some strange looks along the way, but they didn't bother at all. When Chingu finally reached Clara's room, he knocked on her door.

“Come in~!” Clara beamed from inside the room.

“Not happening with what I got Clara,” Chingu panted heavily.

Clara opened the door, looking confused at Chingu, but then her eyes opened wide. “Is... that all... for me~!?!”

“Yes, now could you please tell me why you sent me on this mission?” Chingu asked, looking at the genie.

“Um... isn't this what human's do around this time?” Clara asked, looking up in thought.

“Kids go trick or treating Clata, not big people like me. Small humans.”

Still looking up in thought, Clara magically shrunk herself down a bit to look like a small child. “You mean like this?” Clara teased, sticking her tongue out.

“Yes, like that. Now where do you want this? This sucker is heavy... no pun intended.” Chingu sighed heavily again. Clara looked at the crate, thought for a moment, then snapped her fingers to make her portable hole appear right under the box and make it drop into her stash of candy.

“Seriously!?! Where does that thing go? Is it like an portable world or something?”

“Maybe, I don't know. It just a room filled with all my sweets!” Clara beamed. Chingu hung his head in defeat. “I'm going to bed Clara, I'm exhausted.”

“Sweet dreams sleepy head~!” Clara said happily as she watched Chingu go down the hall back to his room where he would crash into his bed.

[promisedangel]

This is Weird, but...

An irl friend of mine, @chingu-bohoja , asked me to ask you guys what you’d want him to stream. He really wants to get back into streaming.

So he wants people to choose between: Dragon Age Inquisition, Path of Exile, of The Division.

Vote Here: https://www.strawpoll.me/16206496

[clara-the-djinn]

Clara demonstrating some of her magical abilities. (This was not offically made by me, but designed in an app.)

“Hehe! This is so weird, and kinda cool, too! Thanks, Chingu!~”

[chingu-bohoja]

Chinguuuu!!! Hi! You get asks from people like this, okay!!? It's reeaally cool!

Ok, cool! Thank you ma'am… I mean Clara! You’re the best!

[chingu-bohoja]

Chingu’s Ask Blog

Two members of The Cleaners were putting the finishing touches of a computer set up in Chingu's room. An officer looked on to make sure things were going smoothly, though there was a confused look on his face the entire time. "So, how exactly did two rocks get embedded into his old computer?"

"I really don't know," Clara replied, "They must of come from some other world or something."

"Are you sure you didn't have anything to do with this?" the officer asked.

"I was just in my room on my computer..." the genie said, acting innocent.

"Well, looks like they are done now. We'll look into this and maybe put up a ward or two or something..." the officer said, scratching his chin, "This one... is definitely strange..." He was reffering to Chingu.

"Strange? I think he's a good person. What makes him strange?" Clara asked, confused.

"I don't know... when he first joined, he just had the potential... now the power inside him is starting to show... I know you two are good friends, but please be careful, ok?"

"Um... ok. Sure," Clara nodded, still unsure what was going on. She couldn't exactly get a read on what the officer thought about Chingu. While she was lost in thought, the crew working on Chingu's new computer left the room, leaving the human and the genie to themselves.

"Well, it's set up Clara. So, how exactly does this thing work?" Chingu asked. Clara didn't respond, still lost in thought.

"Clara?? Chingu asked, a little louder, then waving a hand in front of Clara's face, "You ok?"

Clara snapped back into the moment, "Oh! Nothing! Just doing thinking stuff! What were you asking?

"How does this work so I can talk with other people?"

"Like this~," Clara started. The genie showed Chingu how the computer connected to what seemed like another world, where questions would come in, and how to respond, "Oh! You'll need a picture of yourself so people can see how you are reacting!"

"But I don't have any pictures of myself..." Chingu responded.

"Hmm... I know!" Clara snapped her fingers and a couple pieces of paper and some crayons appears on the desk, "Give me one moment, ok?" It didn't take long for Clara to draw a crayon version of her friend.

(Picture is not available yet. I will edit this post when picture is completed. Stay tuned!)

"Well?" Clara asked. Chingu looked a but confused.

"Sure, that'll do." Chingu said.

"We just upload it here... and voila! You are ready to start answering questions! I'm gonna go eat a cheesecake now, bye~!" Clara zoomed out of the room.

Chingu blinked once more and looked at the computer. Guess it was time to get started.

(Asks for Chingu are now available!)

[clara-the-djinn]

Chingu knocks on Clara's door, "Clara, can I come in?" he asks.

“Hmm?”

“Oh! Chingu! Come in!”

[chingu-bohoja]

Chingu’s Introduction

(( @clara-the-djinn ))

Beep! Beep! Beep!

A human male in his mid to late 20s sighed heavily as he used his right arm to stop the alarm on a clock next to his bed. He slowly moved to sit on the edge of the bed and let out a big yawn, stretching upward before standing up to get cleaned up for the day.

After a shower, the human went over to the closet and looked at himself in the mirror. He stared for a second at his figure: about 5' 9", slim at roughly 135 pounds, pale in complexion, blonde hair, and blue eyes. Opening the door to the closet, he pulled out what looked to be a normal karate uniform. It had gold trim around the edges. First came on the pants, then the top, before putting on the gold colored belt. On the left side of the uniform was The Cleaners emblem, while on the right, in black, was a name, "Chingu B.".

Now moving to a dresser next to the closet, Chingu grabbed a pair of socks and his gold colored shoes. Putting those items on the bed, he then grabed a pair of black and gold gauntlets. These gauntlets had a bunch of inlays that looked like gems could be put in those places. However, currently those spots were all empty. Chingu moved back to the bed to put on those items, and then finally he laid back onto the bed.

Physically, he was now ready for the day, but mentally, that was another story. Chingu however would not lay there long, as his computer went off, letting him know that a member of The Cleaners was messaging him. Normally, it would be doing something small, like getting a cup of coffee for a team member, or taking mail to the higher ups. This time though, the message was a little different...