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Sebastien has returned. He looks tired.
“Well," he said as he pulled up a chair and sat down facing me. "This is our situation."
"At Delphi, there is a nexus to a parallel version of Midnight Castle. Somehow, when the game was originally created, the game became corrupted." He looked at Annaleise, who was grinning right back at him. "As a result, several versions of the Midnight Castle universe came into being. Each version has the same layout, the same main characters, even the same basic story arc since they all maintain a connection to the original game. But each version also has its own interpretation of those characters and of the storyline.
For example, in the main game, both Arabella and Adrian are the children of the Chamberlain; here they are the children of Murk. Here the castle is run as a dictatorial fiefdom, with monitoring devices everywhere and the guards chasing, capturing, drugging and imprisoning players. Obviously that is not part of the main game.
But each version is also unique to itself. No characters added to one version since its creation has counterparts in another version. So you and the other inmates do not have doppelgangers at Delphi. In fact there is only one being present at this moment who is present and the same in all the versions."
Annaleise was still grinning.
“Charlie does not have to worry about Annaleise. She is already there.”
Empress Meliora here
You all may be wondering why I left...well...my winged cat knocked my tiara off when a bug landed on it...unfortunately, the Tiara was a voice changing Tiara...and everyone heard my robotic voice...the castle residents were shunning me...demanding where I put the 'real Meliora' even when I told them that I was a cursed LITbug (they have robotic voices if their corruption levels are 90-99 percent) they still attacked me. That;'s when I decided enough was enough. I put my tiara back on and left that foul place...i'm sorry my human friends...I just couldn't take it
"So same world, different dangers."
"Or same dangers, but different reactions. You may literally be leaping out of the frying pan into the fire.
Which now leads me back to where we stand now. The new Secret Library has been set up and it is connected for wi-fi. It has its own Record Book (as this one records only for this version) and its own Mirror. The ghost players are now moving and setting up Anna's new quarters (at least the ones not playing the game, your game has transported over).
But those were situated in structures original to the game. All the new structures added here since 2013 need to be rebuilt. And since we do not know if the gnomes in the new version is friendly, we need to seek Seeker and his friends and ask if they are willing to assist. At the very least, they will be transported to safety.
So if we can contact PTG's Godmother (and provide her with cookies and other sweets and she is too busy to bake at this moment), maybe she can assist us."
NOSE RETURNS, HE HAS FINN WITH HIM. THE LITTLE GUY IS GRINNING, I PUT MY HAND DOWN AND LIFT HIM TO MY SHOULDER, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU. WE WERE CALLED BACK OUR HOME IS BEING DESTROYED, I KNOW, WE ARE LEAVING WE FOUND A NEW HOME, HE IS SADDENED BY THE NEWS. DO NOT WORRY FINN IF YOU BRING YOU PEOPLE HERE WE CAN TAKE YOU AND YOUR PEOPLE WITH US. HE LOOKED PUZZLED. ALL OF US. YES, ALL OF YOU. IT WILL MEAN STARTING OVER, REBUILDING EVERYTHING. HE SHOOK HIS HEAD. WE HAVE TO DO THAT NOW. BUT WE ARE NOT SURE IF WHEN WE DO IT WILL NOT BE DESTROYED. THEN GATHER YOU PEOPLE AND COME HERE. YOU MUST NOT BE SEEN, TOO MANY EYES ARE WATCHING US. BRING WHAT YOU MUST HAVE, WE MUST FIND A PLACE FOR YOUR PEOPLE TO STAY TILL WE LEAVE. I DO NOT KNOW FOR SURE WHEN THAT WILL BE. OR IF YOU CAN GO TO PIRATE PETE AND SEE IF HE WILL LET YOU ON HIS SHIP. HE IS GOING TO TRANSPORT US TO OUR NEW HOME. AGAIN LET NO ONE SEE YOU, AND ABOVE ALL TELL NO ONE.
FINN SAID HE WOULD TELL HIS PEOPLE AND FIND OUT IF THEY WANTED TO STAY HERE AND TRY TO REBUILD OR GO WITH US. BE SURE TO TELL THEM THAT IT IS A GOOD PLACE. NOW FIRES, OR LAVA. GRASS, TREES. NO DESTRUCTION A GOOD PLACE, CALM AND HAPPY. WE WILL REBUILD OUR COMMUNITY THERE.
I SAT FINN DOWN HE WENT INTO THE KITCHEN AND WAS GONE.
THANK YOU NOSE, NOW WHERE IS NIX. I HAD OPENED MY AMULET SO HE COULD ANSWER. HE STAYED WITH FINN'S PEOPLE. HE WILL WAIT TILL THEY DECIDE WHAT THEY WILL DO THEN FLY BACK TO TELL US.
WELL I HAD DONE ALL I COULD. NOW IT IS UP TO THE ELVES IF THEY WANT TO COME.
HOPE SOME OF THE GOOD GNOMES FIND US OR COME WITH US. WE WILL SURELY NEED THE GNOME BUILDERS. A WHOLE COMMUNITY TO REBUILD.
As I stand with the Genie on the steps of Atlantis still holding my wand in the direction of the Temple of Justice, yet monitoring the Dark Tower ....... there is a loud bang sounding like a deep clap of thunder.... the Eagle in the Throne Hall is screeching and emitting his fire..... he is becoming more "life-like" as each day progresses.
I search out to "feel" for Adrian's thoughts regarding his latest outburst........... ah, it was inevitable. He can no longer hear the "goings on" in the Tea Room...... he knows his listening devices have been found and disabled. He is F-U-R-I-O-U-S!!!!!
Oh, how my arm aches ..... I only hope I will be able to continue for the remaining 10 days!!!
What? No, my little pigeon..... I cannot help you find Seeker and his clan of Gnomes. ....... Yes, they left a couple of days ago and the leader said he could not tell me their destination in case Adrian turned on us (the Genie and me) and tortured us into telling him where they went. .... No, I fear Seeker and his Gnomes will be unable to assist them in their new home. We have done all we can do to help them..... their fate is now their own.
Re:Ready for the special room
by charlieisr on Apr 21, 18 12:10 AM
I JUST COULD NOT BELIEVE OUR LUCK, SEBASTIEN. HAD BEEN TO DELPHI AND IT WAS ALMOST JUST LIKE HERE.
YOU ARE THAT OLD ANNALIESE, FROM THE BEGINNING OF MIDNIGHT CASTLE. I WAS WORRIED YOU WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO TWEAK THE GUARD AND NURSES RID THIS CASTLE OF LISTENING DEVICES AND MAKE THE PORTAL OR THE SHIP.
BUT YOU WILL BE WAITING FOR US WHEN WE ARRIVE. I AM SO HAPPY, I KNOW YOU ARE BREEZES FRIEND BUT I HOPE YOU WILL BE MINE ALSO.
I MAY NOT BE ABLE TO GET AROUND VERY GOOD BUT WE SEEM TO THINK A LOT ALIKE. YOU DON'T LIKE BOSSY PEOPLE, I DON'T EITHER, I HAVE ALWAYS CALLED THEM JERKS. I DO NOT LIKE JERKS.
DO YOU STILL PLAY MC WHEN YOU CAN. OR DON'T THE OTHERS LET YOU.
I HAVE MY LAPTOP IN MY CARPET BAG THANKS TO SEBASTIEN, YOU MAY PLAY ON IT IF YOU LIKE. THERE ARE 4 GAMES ON IT NOW. MORE LATER MAYBE.
THEN I SAW WHAT THAT BLOODY BROOM WAS DOING. IF THAT MAN DOES NOT STOP IT I WILL LET ANNALIESE SET IT ON FIRE. I DID NOT SAY THIS OUT LOUD. SHE JUST MIGHT HAVE DONE THERE AND THEN. THE KITTENS AND CATS WHERE NOT TOO HAPPY BEING COVERED IN DUST BUNNIES.
THEN HE TOOK HIS BROOM AND LEFT.
I walk along the long corridor of the Hospital Wing and take one last look at the rooms there to check that all have been vacated.
In front of Door One I get my screwdriver out and remove the number plate as a souvenir of Cap’n Bob’s in-and-out residence there!
A worthy souvenir of “the old place”
Passing Fuzzy’s room I notice that it is completely bare except for a pile of dust bunnies.
My magical broom soon makes short work of sweeping them away with a great deal of satisfaction since how it was attacked the last time it tried to do so!
I muse: “Fuzzy is so enamored with her cot that she is taking it with her!”
Morphing my broom into its charabanc mode I return to the Tea Room. There I am faced with “unfettered chaos”!
My partners and fetching or carrying and then packing everything that is not nailed to the premises.
They are all working as a team and the results are phenomenal.
They seem to be so expert at doing this.
On reflection though I am not surprised since they are all ladies of various households who have borne the brunt of such activities since the beginning of time!
All this activity of course is creating a whole heap of dust and dust bunnies from their fevered brows.
It is then that I notice a certain wriggle in my huggie jacket pocket as my broom seems to have shrunk to its smallest size possible.
Since there is flotsam and jetsam that it can clean up I order it to reappear and do so.
It refuses to budge!!
Astounded I try to tug it out of my pocket and get pricked all over my hand as if I had just attacked a porcupine.
Somewhat bemused I turn round and see silly grins of the faces of certain of my partners.
I just cannot remove my broom however hard I try. Their grins turn to outright laughter, which is now irritating me beyond belief.
To put me out of my misery Roo chimes up:
“Do you recall your broom sweeping away certain beloved pets when you were last here?
“And do you recall a certain uncalled for and vicious action of it sweeping dust bunnies over certain of our beloved?
“Well it upset us greatly.
“And what you may not have realized it that we all have a new and VERY efficient protector.
“If she is in the mood she will now demonstrate how effective she is!”
I get a very strange sensation as I am lifted off the ground and propelled to the Tea Room door.
Accompanied by ethereal cackles I am whooshed down to the moat and deposited in its muddy water.
Certain urchins who are trading sweets for chocolate look at me with annoyance as I seem to have interfered with their trading for carrots!
Ros calls out from the Tea Room door:
“Let that be a lesson to you “Mister 2ic, we have a ghostly protector who normally takes no prisoners
“You were lucky as it is her first go at you.
“it had also better be her last or you will regret it.
“Now come back inside, dry out and have a nice cop of hot coffee from this thermos flask. All the equipment has been packed away so we can’t do fresh at the moment”
I drag myself up from the moat and back into the Tea Room.
They have not heard the last of this little matter!
But this time in solid form. So he could be seen by one and all.
And he is not happy.
At first I thought it may have been because of Annaleise's prank. But he is paying no attention to her.
His focus is entirely on PTG.
"Are you in charge here? If so, I have some news for you.
This ship you have asked these lovely ladies to board ? At this moment it has a hole blown through it ." ??
Hey guys, Fire queen Luentio here...just wanted to say that crafting and cooldown will forever be not cool.
Also those smiles creep me out...idk why...which sucks btw because I need like a million of them
And why are pet eggs so hard to win? I really want the treasured phoenix...buuut I do not have the egg...freaking figures
And no, you stupid fairy...I'm not giving you my wreaths of spring
Lastly, Arabella the witch is giving me bad vibes...hmmmm