A) [Phone | Everyone]
People of Mayfield. Those of you who have not met my son, the Prince, please be sure to say "hi" and shower him with gifts.
As he is the Prince, that makes me the King. All hail Black Mage Evilwizardington, King of Mayfield!
B) [Action | Outside of 753 Partridge Drive]
[Black Mage finds a card addressed to him in the mail. He opens it up and frowns at his contents.]
A spell list... wait... this can't be.
Mayfield must really hate these jerks! Or love me.
[Black Mage starts calling lightning from the sky and throwing it from his finger tips, all over the yard at anything the moves.
Don't come into range. He's mostly hitting small birds and bugs, oddly enough.]
Bolt 3!
C) [Action | Anywhere]
[Black Mage is walking his dog all over Mayfield, whistling happily.
It is dead, burned and just dragging along the pavement. The burned hair smells horrible.
He either doesn't notice or doesn't care.
It's a beautiful day.]
D) [Action | The Hospital]
[Black Mage is doing his job as a doctor. By shocking patients back to life.
Wait, no, the opposite of that. He is electrocuting them in their sick beds while yelling.]
Bolt 2!