Short Story [START]

"ALERT, ALERT, SHACO HAS ESCAPED CONFINEMENT. I REPEAT, SHACO HAS ESCAPED CONFINEMENT." The voice blared across the League of Legends complex.

Mr. Mundo was distraught, the party was scheduled for the next day. After spending weeks planning to go on another pool party with Draven, he had to cancel it to find Shaco.

"Blarg barg bah, Mishhes Shauna pleash report to the briefing chamber-shlurp" Mundo broadcasted into his special microphone that he carried at all times while he was at work. He knew that she was probably there already, fully geared up and waiting to be allowed to hunt Shaco down, again.

Entering the room, Mundo quickly saw that he was right when he spotted vayne lighting up every dark corner with her silver candles.

"How did it escape this time?" she asked him in her usual, 'I have more important things to do' manner.

"He shtepped up to the easht wall, shlurp, laughed for two minutesh, and then... vanish! shlurp" Mundo expained, at the same time trying to understand how it could have happened. Last time, about a month before then, Shaco escaped for the first time by tricking the guards into thinking he was fighting in the rift, but a minute into the battle, the enemy olaf discovered that it was actually his clone. The security footage of Shaco's living quarters looked almost identical in both cases. The only difference was the time of day on which it happened.

"I'll ask again, did the perimeter tower's not see him? They have true vision, and he must have used his deceiving jump." vayne concluded.

"It wash the firsht place I, shlurp, looked. The towersh didn't see him, and hesh not here, we checked, shlurp"