The Castle of Red Glass: Realm of Rachael

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The Castle of Red Glass: Realm of Rachael

Post  The Storyteller on Sat 20 Feb 2016, 9:22 am

This realm appears to be a land made completely of quartz, crystal, and gemstones. Above the sky is dark except for a brilliant cascade of stars shining brightly their light reflecting in the gemstone ground making the whole realm sparkle in the endless starry night. A Diamond mountain lies in the center of this land and at it's peak is a palace of diamonds, within rests and waits the gemstone wolf Luna. She watches the infinite expanse of the primal nexus and the howling void.

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Post  The Storyteller on Mon 22 Feb 2016, 4:49 am

Suddenly from the sky comes a white raven as it comes close to Luna it suddenly bursts appearing to fragment and explode into a swarm of white feathers and falling to the ground from where the white raven once was is a glass bottle corked, containing a rolled up piece of parchment. The Parchment radiates with a slightly humming golden glow. You might get the feeling that the parchment might actually also act as a token of one-time permission to enter a realm as well as evidently a message of some sort.
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Luna

Post  The Storyteller on Mon 22 Feb 2016, 11:22 am

Luna gets up from her gemstone perch, padding over the diamond floor of her palace toward the bottle on the ground. Reaching out with her mind she lifts the bottle, uncorking it and pulling out the message she than drops it to the floor allowing it to shatter on the ground. It didn't bother her, her body was made of the same diamond material that her palace and realm was made of. Clearing her thoughts she opens diamond eyes to view the message written on the Parchment.
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The Free Maker

Post  The Storyteller on Mon 22 Feb 2016, 2:26 pm

The Message reads as the following

Greetings Sibling!

I, Omega and our mutual sister Maker Death; would like to suggest the making of a shared realm. There is much we believe a shared realm could achieve for all our benefit. Also we've had some ideas about creating a market and a form of gambling within the shared realm that could prove entertaining and potentially useful. We would love to discuss things further if you're not entirely on board yet. If you agree to doing this though please find some way of confirming that you are on board as only through our united consent can we achieve this feat and if you've decided that you're against it we would like the chance to convince you... although if you are determined and nothing we say can change your mind... perhaps you can let us know in that case, so that we might pursue other goals ... perhaps finding another way to provide our family with a way to meet. Of course if you have not yet noticed this message can also serve as a one-time invitation to my realm, please feel free to stop by and introduce yourself sometime regardless of your opinion on the matter of the shared realm I will always welcome the company of my siblings.
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Luna

Post  The Storyteller on Tue 23 Feb 2016, 3:21 pm

Luna closes her eyes again letting the message wrap itself back up and deposit itself directly into the diamond surface of a nearby pillar, freezing itself literaly inside the diamond material. Luna was pleased with that little bit of psychic work, before finally settling on her perch once more and reaching out with her mind to The Free Maker.
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Post  The Storyteller on Sun 28 Feb 2016, 5:54 pm

Omega appears outside the diamond citadel, his clothes have shifted to become like that of monk's robes. He waits patiently and bare-footed on the rough gemstone ground. Waiting for Death to follow and than... than they would meet the infamous 'Mind', Luna the Gemstone Wolf.
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Re: The Castle of Red Glass: Realm of Rachael

Post  Que on Mon 29 Feb 2016, 4:20 pm

Death appears with a little poof of smoke, which she quickly waves away. Finally she had managed to materialize on the ground properly. Her hair was bound in crystal flowers, and seemed much longer than it was anywhere else, as the half up-do into a bun and around three thick braids throughout did nothing to stop long thick curls from managing to reach the ground in splendid decorative flourishes. Funnily enough, though her hair was so splendidly dressed, the rest of her wasn't, literally wasn't. Completely naked, and completely covered in flesh. She was beautiful in a sort of clandestine way. Most of her was covered by hair falling just the right way, but it didn't matter, underneath the skin were bones, and somehow the feeling of those bones seemed more important than the sight of her body. She looked upon Luna, truly seeing her for the first time. My, are you beautiful. she stated simply.
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Post  The Storyteller on Tue 01 Mar 2016, 10:49 am

Omega can feel Death manifesting within the Diamond Citadel itself, sighing as he rushes in. She must have been excited to meet Luna, he hoped that she hadn't offended Luna by coming directly into the Citadel itself. He imagines that Luna likely doesn't mind, but just in case he had hoped to be respectful of her boundaries ... if there were any. Coming into the Citadel he couldn't help, but marvel at it's architecture, the tall spiraling diamond pillars; the great quartz and gemstone windows, all of it was breath taking. Reaching the 'throne room' for lack of a better word, seeing Death as she was in this moment; and Luna the Gemstone wolf with diamond fur and diamond claws and gemstone eyes in all her magnificence.
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Luna

Post  The Storyteller on Tue 01 Mar 2016, 10:29 pm

Worry not Free Maker, it's all as it should be. Please settle yourselves... and meditate, focus your minds and join me in the realm of thoughts. Settling on her perch and closing her eyes. She would not continue to speak, not in a way that others could hear.
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The Free Maker

Post  The Storyteller on Wed 02 Mar 2016, 8:32 pm

Settling and quieting his thoughts and emotions, he makes a place for himself by one of the diamond pillars and settles his back against it's cold, hard surface. Finally he allows his consciousness to leave his body and enter the realm of thought.
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Re: The Castle of Red Glass: Realm of Rachael

Post  Que on Thu 03 Mar 2016, 1:09 am

Not having any flesh actually kind of made this alot easier. It was simpler, more concise. She didn't have to close her eyes, she didn't have them; she didn't need to breathe, she had left her lungs behind. Just concentrate, move her will to her mind, and away from her bones. Because she did this, unknowingly, it caused her now ignored bones to sort of clatter to the ground uselessly.
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Rachael, The Mind

Post  Que on Tue 08 Mar 2016, 3:11 am

The light bent and broke, churned and twisted, as the crystal prisms that held it there eloped to reconstruct themselves into something entirely different and fantastic. A window-seat, from an old memory, filled with red throw pillows and towels and sheets, got up and dusted itself to turn into a child's fantasy. A castle that danced and screamed into form from unbecoming tortured glass was tempered by that memory, and changed. It bloomed into a fabulous red home of blown glass and imaginative architecture that was supremely delicate and terrifically menacing. Not surprisingly, or perhaps surprisingly, an old fashioned green folding chair sat a little to the right of the grand drawbridge entrance. Around the castle was a very simple meadow that grew around it's circumference into what seemed a distant horizon. Beside the folding chair was a wishing well, which was deep enough that, although you could hear water, all you could see was darkness. The Mind lounged in the chair, dawning a simple Victorian style grey dress, with her skirt pulled up over her bare feet which were curling joyfully into the grass. A fragment of Death and Omega were still in her realm... somewhere. Oh, well, they'd either find their way around, or leave, it was up to them.

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A Seventh Request

Post  Guestor on Thu 17 Mar 2016, 12:23 pm

"My visit is as a whole unnecessary, Maker of the Mind. I am certain that by now you understand my mission and what I must do. Nevertheless this is a plea I must make personally." Says Kairos as he enters the Red Castle.

"I need a gift made from pure thought. Whatever you can give I shall accept. It need not even be a physical compoment, words themelves may suffice. Or another item of power... Please."
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Post  Que on Thu 17 Mar 2016, 1:25 pm

The Mind nods and walks from her chair over to the well, she very quietly pulls the rope, which brings the bucket up from the bottom of the well. It takes awhile, but it comes up sloshing some sort of liquid that isn't necessarily water, or juice, or wine, although it looks as red as wine. Well, let's put it this way, there are only two liquids that are really that red and we've already eliminated the one you were probably hoping it was, so it's likely the other one. Nevertheless The Mind took a vial from.... Well, we don't know where it was from, but she took it and dipped it into the thick liquid until the vial was full, then she corked the vial and dropped the bucket back down the well. Silently, with her hand dyed slightly red, she handed over the vial. Her face was unreadable, but her eyes seemed sad.

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The Vial of Red Blood

Post  Guestor on Thu 17 Mar 2016, 1:46 pm

Kairos carefully grabbed the Vial of Red Blood. Or what he thought was red blood, at any rate. He made sure it would be in a place between the sphere where it would only be accessible to him, and not break under any circumstances.

"Thank you, Maker of the Mind. I shall now take my leave." And so the Maker of Spirits departed from Mind's realm.
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Post  Que on Thu 17 Mar 2016, 2:25 pm

As Kairos left an angel came into the realm of the Mind. Chokhmah, an angel with 12 folded gemstone encrusted wings. A being made of stones and gems and diamonds, Chokhmah stared at it's maker with crystalline eyes. The Mind stared back. She held out her hand, which the angel then shook. They nodded their greetings to each other in the silence. The Mind made another chair beside hers with a wave of her hand and they both sat down. Entirely comfortable and at peace. Their eyes closed. A body may be here, whilst their minds were both elsewhere.

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Post  The Storyteller on Sat 19 Mar 2016, 5:27 pm

The Storyteller suddenly manifests here, hopefully leading Bad Wolf here as well. Sister! I am here to discuss the matters that threaten us all. Specifically the existence of the Cage, and the arrival of ... The Ink. Refusing to call Him by his name. He didn't know if there was anything they really could do, but he intended to sure as hell try.

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Post  Que on Sat 19 Mar 2016, 5:43 pm

Time walked in, or more accurately popped in, directly behind Storyteller. She was grinning as she had been since the other realm, and as it was starting to seem she had a penchant for doing. Her teeth were very white, and a little too prominent, and her grin just showed them off all the more. Something about that expression might lead one to assume Wolf was somewhere in her name off of pure premise. She scratched her chin as she peered over Story's shoulder to see who they were visiting. The gemstone angel caught her a little off guard, but the chick. She'd know that lady anywhere. "Oh, that sister! What's up Black Cat?" she asked, skipping around Story to be closer to her. "Who's your angel?"

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Post  Que on Sat 19 Mar 2016, 6:01 pm

I don't go by that name here, Wolf. said a deep echoing voice that seeped into both of their minds like a warm liquid that wasn't comfortable with being freed into the air. Like blood, turning an odd shade when it hit open space, this voice of thought had the uncanny ability to sound like the voice you thought with when it entered your head. For some, this effect could've been unnerving. A melding of minds could be unnerving for anyone. What more can be done Story? the voice took on a more quizzical ghostly quality, and started twisting, like cream churning into butter, nothingness becoming more material.
We've already sent Legion, and Orb-Killer has come of her own accord... Or if I'm right in assuming, the Wolf's accord. We do not wish the Ink to win so we shall perhaps send someone with the Lover of Artias. In fact, we already did. the voice paused as it mulled over something else. It tried to show you, the red liquid in the well was a System. A System before it was truly born, and what they had given Kairos was an ID, a different prehistoric sort of ID, but a System ID nonetheless. They showed the vision to both Story, and The Bad Wolf, in different ways, but it was shown completely and concisely. From there though, do either of you have any ideas how to help the Maker of War? Although we're thinking that perhaps Death will follow him if his sanity wavers too far. He owes her, in many ways, but for some reason she believes she ought to protect him from the burden he has given to her. She is a complicated woman. I think I'd like to try some of her cookies, though.

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