Session 16 - Revision history

Greywolf: /* George Withers */

2009-08-25T21:58:28Z

George Withers

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	====George Withers====		====George Withers====

	Such is the power of the King in Yellow's presence that for a brief moment even [[Withers]] remains transfixed by his majesty and beauty. Of all his friends and companions Withers has always remained the most unaffected and unimpressed by the power of the dream they have been pursuing. Far, far removed from the positive revelry in sensation that Nathaniel Browne has abandoned himself to and distant even from the professional curiosity about those people affected, felt by his close friend Doctor Frederick Bartlett. Frederick. The thought of his friend snaps Withers out of his brief reverie - his dear friend was butchered by one of the servants or heralds or some damn thing serving the creature that stands before him now. How could he have allowed himself, even for a second, to waver in his purpose! That THING is a threat to every thing he holds dear and there is no damn way that George Withers is going to be the White Acolyte. He'd burn in hell first!		Such is the power of the King in Yellow's presence that for a brief moment even [[Withers]] remains transfixed by his majesty and beauty. Of all his friends and companions Withers has always remained the most unaffected and unimpressed by the power of the dream they have been pursuing. Far, far removed from the positive revelry in sensation that Nathaniel Browne has abandoned himself to, and distant even from the professional curiosity about those people affected felt by his close friend Doctor Frederick Bartlett. Frederick! The thought of his friend snaps Withers out of his brief reverie - his dear friend was butchered by one of the servants, or heralds, or some damn thing serving the creature that stands before him now. How could he have allowed himself, even for a second, to waver in his purpose? That THING is a threat to every thing he holds dear and there is no damn way that George Withers is going to be the White Acolyte. He'd burn in hell first!

	====Umberto====		====Umberto====

Binder at 02:53, 14 August 2009

2009-08-14T02:53:03Z

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	The King does not speak, but all hear his words in their minds:		The King does not speak, but all hear his words in their minds:

	GREETINGS PILGRIMS I AM THE KING IN YELLOW WHICH OF YOU HAS COME TO GUIDE ME		''GREETINGS PILGRIMS I AM THE KING IN YELLOW WHICH OF YOU HAS COME TO GUIDE ME''

	THE WHITE ACOLYTE WILL BE MY HONOURED SERVANT MY HIGH PRIEST TO CARRY MY GOSPEL TO THE WORLD		''THE WHITE ACOLYTE WILL BE MY HONOURED SERVANT MY HIGH PRIEST TO CARRY MY GOSPEL TO THE WORLD''

	====Nathaniel Browne====		====Nathaniel Browne====
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	====George Withers====		====George Withers====

	Such is the power of the King in Yellow's presence that for a brief moment even [[Withers]] remains transfixed by his majesty and beauty. Of all his friends and companions Withers has always remained the most unaffected and unimpressed by the power of the dream they have been pursuing. Far, far removed from the positive revelry in sensation that Nathaniel Browne has abandoned himself to and distant even from the professional curiosity about those people affected, felt by his close friend Doctor Frederick Bartlett. Frederick. The thought of his friend snaps Withers out of his brief reverie - his dear friend was butchered by one of the servants or heralds or some damn thing serving the creature that stands before him now. How could he have allowed himself, even for a second, to waver in his purpose!. That THING is a threat to every thing he holds dear and there is no damn way that George Withers is going to be the White Acolyte. He'd burn in hell first!		Such is the power of the King in Yellow's presence that for a brief moment even [[Withers]] remains transfixed by his majesty and beauty. Of all his friends and companions Withers has always remained the most unaffected and unimpressed by the power of the dream they have been pursuing. Far, far removed from the positive revelry in sensation that Nathaniel Browne has abandoned himself to and distant even from the professional curiosity about those people affected, felt by his close friend Doctor Frederick Bartlett. Frederick. The thought of his friend snaps Withers out of his brief reverie - his dear friend was butchered by one of the servants or heralds or some damn thing serving the creature that stands before him now. How could he have allowed himself, even for a second, to waver in his purpose! That THING is a threat to every thing he holds dear and there is no damn way that George Withers is going to be the White Acolyte. He'd burn in hell first!

	====Umberto====		====Umberto====
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	===Action Resumes===		===Action Resumes===

	The voice in his head urges him to be it's servant, but [[Nathaniel Browne]] again denies it. The voice says "ONE OF THESE OTHERS LOVES ME". Nathaniel turns to his companions, a look of deep worry sketched on his face. "Remember Franscesca" begs [[Withers]]. "I know" replies Browne, "It's not me I'm worried about". [[Umberto]] begins to move toward the King, his right hand grasping the symbol around his neck. He is closely followed by Withers. Browne intercepts, raising a hand to block his path, "No, I don't think so" he says. Umberto looks~~, bewilderdered,~~ at Browne. "What are you doing?" asks Browne. "That is the apparition!" replies Umberto. "The King?" enquires Browne, confused. "No king of mine" replies Umberto in a firm voice.		The voice in his head urges him to be it's servant, but [[Nathaniel Browne]] again denies it. The voice says "ONE OF THESE OTHERS LOVES ME". Nathaniel turns to his companions, a look of deep worry sketched on his face. "Remember Franscesca" begs [[Withers]]. "I know" replies Browne, "It's not me I'm worried about". [[Umberto]] begins to move toward the King, his right hand grasping the symbol around his neck. He is closely followed by Withers. Browne intercepts, raising a hand to block his path, "No, I don't think so" he says. Umberto looks bewilderedly at Browne. "What are you doing?" asks Browne. "That is the apparition!" replies Umberto. "The King?" enquires Browne, confused. "No king of mine" replies Umberto in a firm voice.

	Suddenly, Withers notices that [[Saunders]], uninvolved in this confrontation, has moved forward - a vacant, rapt, expression on his face - and has almost reached the imposing figure of the King! "Saunders!" shouts Withers, realizing he cannot reach his friend in time. Saunders appears to struggle against an ~~irresistable~~ pull, "Shoot me Withers, shoot me!" he begs. Withers draws his revolver, carefully aiming for the Scotsman's legs. Click! The round is a dud! Hastily Withers makes to fire again, but he is too late - Saunders' outstretched arm makes contact with the spectre's robe, the king's unseen eyes seem to bore into those of Withers, Browne and Umberto and they stand, paralyzed. Unable to move under the king's unearthly gaze, the others can only watch and listen.		Suddenly, Withers notices that [[Saunders]], uninvolved in this confrontation, has moved forward - a vacant, rapt, expression on his face - and has almost reached the imposing figure of the King! "Saunders!" shouts Withers, realizing he cannot reach his friend in time. Saunders appears to struggle against an irresistible pull, "Shoot me Withers, shoot me!" he begs. Withers draws his revolver, carefully aiming for the Scotsman's legs. Click! The round is a dud! Hastily Withers makes to fire again, but he is too late - Saunders' outstretched arm makes contact with the spectre's robe, the king's unseen eyes seem to bore into those of Withers, Browne and Umberto and they stand, paralyzed. Unable to move under the king's unearthly gaze, the others can only watch and listen.

	A change comes across Saunders' expression. It is obvious that his infatuation with the King in Yellow is fading fast. "No", the sound seems torn from the Scot's throat, a few seconds later "No, you'll destroy it!" and finally, in total denial, "NO!". At this third declaration, the others find they can move again, but before they can react, the King in Yellow spins, becoming a whirlwind of yellow. The tatters of his robe hit Saunders and, before their horrified eyes, the others see Saunders torn apart, a gout of red stained gore spreads across the floor. Withers fires, his bullet passing harmlessly through the whirlwind of colour.		A change comes across Saunders' expression. It is obvious that his infatuation with the King in Yellow is fading fast. "No", the sound seems torn from the Scot's throat, a few seconds later "No, you'll destroy it!" and finally, in total denial, "NO!". At this third declaration, the others find they can move again, but before they can react, the King in Yellow spins, becoming a whirlwind of yellow. The tatters of his robe hit Saunders and, before their horrified eyes, the others see Saunders torn apart, a gout of red stained gore spreads across the floor. Withers fires, his bullet passing harmlessly through the whirlwind of colour.
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	The King in Yellow reforms. His voice fills their heads once more: WILL ONE OF YOU GUIDE ME. "Go to [[Carcosa]], it's where you belong!" says withers, 'Nooo!!" shouts Umberto, "By the Lord's name I shall not!", Nathaniel remains silent. WILL YOU GUIDE ME the King asks again, his face looking straight at Nathaniel, "No!", he shouts. At this third denial, the King turns on the spot and vanishes.		The King in Yellow reforms. His voice fills their heads once more: WILL ONE OF YOU GUIDE ME. "Go to [[Carcosa]], it's where you belong!" says withers, 'Nooo!!" shouts Umberto, "By the Lord's name I shall not!", Nathaniel remains silent. WILL YOU GUIDE ME the King asks again, his face looking straight at Nathaniel, "No!", he shouts. At this third denial, the King turns on the spot and vanishes.

	While Browne moves forward to ~~inpect~~ the ~~lecturn~~ next to the gate, Withers and Umberto approach what is left of Andrew Saunders. "I'm so sorry", intones Umberto, "it should have been me". "Oh, God" says Withers, "poor Saunders".		While Browne moves forward to inspect the lectern next to the gate, Withers and Umberto approach what is left of Andrew Saunders. "I'm so sorry", intones Umberto, "it should have been me". "Oh, God" says Withers, "poor Saunders".

	"The [[Yellow Sign]]!" - the sudden outburst from Browne breaks their reverie. "What?" says Withers. "This ~~lecturn~~", replies Browne, "it's just like the one in the cave where we came to this place". "You think it's somehow magical?" asks Withers. "Yes!" replies Browne. "Then let's get out of here!" shouts Withers. Browne nods, drawing the knife with the yellow sign pommel from his belt, he slices his palm and places it against the ~~lecturn~~. For over a year this sign has been the focus of his life, the tracing is perfect. The gate changes from misty white to blue. Nathaniel steps ~~thorugh~~. Immediately, a high-pitched keening ~~noice~~ begins to emit from the gate. There is a gasp of horror from Umberto. Withers turns and sees the King in Yellow, flying at high speed towards the gate. "~~Quckly~~!" he says, jumping through. The last ~~thiing~~ he sees, as his face passes ~~throught~~ the curtain of blue light, is the King's robed arm sweeping the bloody sign from the ~~lecturn~~.		"The [[Yellow Sign]]!" - the sudden outburst from Browne breaks their reverie. "What?" says Withers. "This lectern", replies Browne, "it's just like the one in the cave where we came to this place". "You think it's somehow magical?" asks Withers. "Yes!" replies Browne. "Then let's get out of here!" shouts Withers. Browne nods, drawing the knife with the yellow sign pommel from his belt, he slices his palm and places it against the lectern. For over a year this sign has been the focus of his life, the tracing is perfect. The gate changes from misty white to blue. Nathaniel steps through. Immediately, a high-pitched keening noise begins to emit from the gate. There is a gasp of horror from Umberto. Withers turns and sees the King in Yellow, flying at high speed towards the gate. "Quickly!" he says, jumping through. The last thing he sees, as his face passes through the curtain of blue light, is the King's robed arm sweeping the bloody sign from the lectern.

	===The Return===		===The Return===
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	[[Image:Prayer.jpg\|right]]		[[Image:Prayer.jpg\|right]]

	Back in Leng, the gate snaps shut as the King wipes the blood away. The King advances on Umberto. WILL YOU AID ME. "No!" reiterates Umberto, clutching at his holy symbol. I CANNOT LEAVE YOU HERE YOU WILL WAIT I WILL SEE YOU SOON. The robes of the King flap up blocking Umberto's view and he finds himself in cold and solitary darkness.		Back in Leng, the gate snaps shut as the King wipes the blood away. The King advances on Umberto. ''WILL YOU AID ME'' "No!" reiterates Umberto, clutching at his holy symbol. ''I CANNOT LEAVE YOU HERE YOU WILL WAIT I WILL SEE YOU SOON'' The robes of the King flap up blocking Umberto's view and he finds himself in cold and solitary darkness.

	Umberto flicks on his torch, finding ~~imself~~ in a large, flagstone floored chamber with four exits, one in each wall. This is clearly deep in the bowels of the [[Upper House]]. There is absolute silence. Careful to mark his route, Umberto explores his surroundings, finding himself back in the labyrinth of		Umberto flicks on his torch, finding himself in a large, flagstone floored chamber with four exits, one in each wall. This is clearly deep in the bowels of the [[Upper House]]. There is absolute silence. Careful to mark his route, Umberto explores his surroundings, finding himself back in the labyrinth of
	the Upper House. Without the piping to guide him and with no idea where he is, Umberto returns to the room the King left him in and prays.		the Upper House. Without the piping to guide him and with no idea where he is, Umberto returns to the room the King left him in and prays.

	After an hour or so, the King's voice again fills his head. YOUR FRIENDS ARE DEAD YOU ARE ALONE BUT YOU NEED NOT BE GUIDE ME TO YOUR WORLD AND YOU WILL BE MY CHOSEN ONE. "Never!" says Umberto defiantly, "you will not break me, I serve a higher power!". At this, the presence leaves him. Some hours later, the King returns and asks again, and is again rebuffed, although Umberto can feel his resistance ebbing slowly away. The presence does not return for some hours, during which Umberto again prays. Finally, just a moment after the last power from his torch is gone and he is again left in total blackness, the voice again returns. DARK AND ALONE HUNGRY IT NEED NOT BE LIKE THIS GUIDE ME. "No..., my...heart..lies...with...God!" this time Umberto barely resists the King's mental intrusions, delivering the words through gritted teeth. For a time beyond knowing, Umberto lies in the darkness. Finally, when all his food is gone and but a sip of water remains, Umberto realizes what he must do.		After an hour or so, the King's voice again fills his head. ''YOUR FRIENDS ARE DEAD YOU ARE ALONE BUT YOU NEED NOT BE GUIDE ME TO YOUR WORLD AND YOU WILL BE MY CHOSEN ONE'' "Never!" says Umberto defiantly, "you will not break me, I serve a higher power!". At this, the presence leaves him. Some hours later, the King returns and asks again, and is again rebuffed, although Umberto can feel his resistance ebbing slowly away. The presence does not return for some hours, during which Umberto again prays. Finally, just a moment after the last power from his torch is gone and he is again left in total blackness, the voice again returns.
			''DARK AND ALONE HUNGRY IT NEED NOT BE LIKE THIS GUIDE ME''
			"No..., my...heart..lies...with...God!" this time Umberto barely resists the King's mental intrusions, delivering the words through gritted teeth. For a time beyond knowing, Umberto lies in the darkness. Finally, when all his food is gone and but a sip of water remains, Umberto realizes what he must do.

	'''Umberto cradles the rifle in his lap.'''		'''Umberto cradles the rifle in his lap.'''
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	The two stand now at the base of the rockface, watching the dust settle. They know that a mere barrier of rock will mean nothing if Umberto leads the King back to Earth. Nathaniel idly wonders what the natives might think if they hear the explosion, perhaps the voice of the gods. This may not be so far from the truth.		The two stand now at the base of the rockface, watching the dust settle. They know that a mere barrier of rock will mean nothing if Umberto leads the King back to Earth. Nathaniel idly wonders what the natives might think if they hear the explosion, perhaps the voice of the gods. This may not be so far from the truth.

	They make their way back to the Monastery at [[Te]] where they find [[Siva]] still waiting for them. He is surprised by their quick return and they come to realize that during their journey to [[Leng]], no time has passed in this world. Fortunately, in their ~~abscence~~, the old guide has recovered somewhat from his wounds, he is not up to the journey down the mountain, but can wait alone at the monastery until help is sent. After another uneasy night at the Monastery, the troupe of three make their way wearily down the mountain. Withers and Browne wonder with every step whether the King will come through the portal, but the trip remains ~~uneventsul~~ back through Nepal, and then through India to [[Bombay]], where Francesca awaits, then on to London, and Delia. For better or worse, the adventure is over.		They make their way back to the Monastery at [[Te]] where they find [[Siva]] still waiting for them. He is surprised by their quick return and they come to realize that during their journey to [[Leng]], no time has passed in this world. Fortunately, in their absence, the old guide has recovered somewhat from his wounds, he is not up to the journey down the mountain, but can wait alone at the monastery until help is sent. After another uneasy night at the Monastery, the troupe of three make their way wearily down the mountain. Withers and Browne wonder with every step whether the King will come through the portal, but the trip remains uneventful back through Nepal, and then through India to [[Bombay]], where Francesca awaits, then on to London, and Delia. For better or worse, the adventure is over.

	Continue to [[Aftermath]].		Continue to [[Aftermath]].

Binder: /* Home Again */

2009-02-17T06:29:32Z

Home Again

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	They make their way back to the Monastery at [[Te]] where they find [[Siva]] still waiting for them. He is surprised by their quick return and they come to realize that during their journey to [[Leng]], no time has passed in this world. Fortunately, in their abscence, the old guide has recovered somewhat from his wounds, he is not up to the journey down the mountain, but can wait alone at the monastery until help is sent. After another uneasy night at the Monastery, the troupe of three make their way wearily down the mountain. Withers and Browne wonder with every step whether the King will come through the portal, but the trip remains uneventsul back through Nepal, and then through India to [[Bombay]], where Francesca awaits, then on to London, and Delia. For better or worse, the adventure is over.		They make their way back to the Monastery at [[Te]] where they find [[Siva]] still waiting for them. He is surprised by their quick return and they come to realize that during their journey to [[Leng]], no time has passed in this world. Fortunately, in their abscence, the old guide has recovered somewhat from his wounds, he is not up to the journey down the mountain, but can wait alone at the monastery until help is sent. After another uneasy night at the Monastery, the troupe of three make their way wearily down the mountain. Withers and Browne wonder with every step whether the King will come through the portal, but the trip remains uneventsul back through Nepal, and then through India to [[Bombay]], where Francesca awaits, then on to London, and Delia. For better or worse, the adventure is over.

			Continue to [[Aftermath]].

			==Audio Recording==

			Link to come...

Greywolf: /* Action Resumes */

2007-07-09T05:35:11Z

Action Resumes

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	The voice in his head urges him to be it's servant, but [[Nathaniel Browne]] again denies it. The voice says "ONE OF THESE OTHERS LOVES ME". Nathaniel turns to his companions, a look of deep worry sketched on his face. "Remember Franscesca" begs [[Withers]]. "I know" replies Browne, "It's not me I'm worried about". [[Umberto]] begins to move toward the King, his right hand grasping the symbol around his neck. He is closely followed by Withers. Browne intercepts, raising a hand to block his path, "No, I don't think so" he says. Umberto looks, bewilderdered, at Browne. "What are you doing?" asks Browne. "That is the apparition!" replies Umberto. "The King?" enquires Browne, confused. "No king of mine" replies Umberto in a firm voice.		The voice in his head urges him to be it's servant, but [[Nathaniel Browne]] again denies it. The voice says "ONE OF THESE OTHERS LOVES ME". Nathaniel turns to his companions, a look of deep worry sketched on his face. "Remember Franscesca" begs [[Withers]]. "I know" replies Browne, "It's not me I'm worried about". [[Umberto]] begins to move toward the King, his right hand grasping the symbol around his neck. He is closely followed by Withers. Browne intercepts, raising a hand to block his path, "No, I don't think so" he says. Umberto looks, bewilderdered, at Browne. "What are you doing?" asks Browne. "That is the apparition!" replies Umberto. "The King?" enquires Browne, confused. "No king of mine" replies Umberto in a firm voice.

	Suddenly, Withers notices that [[Saunders]], uninvolved in this confrontation, has moved forward - a vacant, rapt, expression on his face - and has almost reached the imposing figure of the King! "Saunders!" shouts Withers, realizing he cannot reach his friend in time. Saunders appears to struggle against an irresistable pull, "Shoot me Withers, shoot me!" he begs. Withers draws his revolver, carefully aiming for the Scotsman's legs. Click! The round is a dud! Hastily Withers makes to fire again, but he is too late - Saunders' outstretched arm makes contact with the spectre's robe, the king unseen eyes seem to bore into those of Withers, Browne and Umberto and they stand paralyzed. Unable to move the others can only watch and listen.		Suddenly, Withers notices that [[Saunders]], uninvolved in this confrontation, has moved forward - a vacant, rapt, expression on his face - and has almost reached the imposing figure of the King! "Saunders!" shouts Withers, realizing he cannot reach his friend in time. Saunders appears to struggle against an irresistable pull, "Shoot me Withers, shoot me!" he begs. Withers draws his revolver, carefully aiming for the Scotsman's legs. Click! The round is a dud! Hastily Withers makes to fire again, but he is too late - Saunders' outstretched arm makes contact with the spectre's robe, the king's unseen eyes seem to bore into those of Withers, Browne and Umberto and they stand, paralyzed. Unable to move under the king's unearthly gaze, the others can only watch and listen.

	A change comes across Saunders' expression. It is obvious that his infatuation with the King in Yellow is fading fast. "No", the sound ~~bursts~~ from the Scot's throat, a few seconds later "No, you'll destroy it!" and finally, in total denial "NO!". At this third declaration, the others find they can move again, but before they can react, the King in Yellow spins, becoming a whirlwind of yellow. The tatters of his robe hit Saunders and, before their horrified eyes, the others see Saunders torn apart, a gout of red stained gore spreads across the floor. Withers fires, his bullet passing harmlessly through the whirlwind of colour.		A change comes across Saunders' expression. It is obvious that his infatuation with the King in Yellow is fading fast. "No", the sound seems torn from the Scot's throat, a few seconds later "No, you'll destroy it!" and finally, in total denial, "NO!". At this third declaration, the others find they can move again, but before they can react, the King in Yellow spins, becoming a whirlwind of yellow. The tatters of his robe hit Saunders and, before their horrified eyes, the others see Saunders torn apart, a gout of red stained gore spreads across the floor. Withers fires, his bullet passing harmlessly through the whirlwind of colour.

	The King in Yellow reforms. His voice fills their heads once more: WILL ONE OF YOU GUIDE ME. "Go to [[Carcosa]], it's where you belong!" says withers, 'Nooo!!" shouts Umberto, "By the Lord's name I shall not!", Nathaniel remains silent. WILL YOU GUIDE ME the King asks again, his face looking straight at Nathaniel, "No!", he shouts. At this third denial, the King turns on the spot and vanishes.		The King in Yellow reforms. His voice fills their heads once more: WILL ONE OF YOU GUIDE ME. "Go to [[Carcosa]], it's where you belong!" says withers, 'Nooo!!" shouts Umberto, "By the Lord's name I shall not!", Nathaniel remains silent. WILL YOU GUIDE ME the King asks again, his face looking straight at Nathaniel, "No!", he shouts. At this third denial, the King turns on the spot and vanishes.
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	While Browne moves forward to inpect the lecturn next to the gate, Withers and Umberto approach what is left of Andrew Saunders. "I'm so sorry", intones Umberto, "it should have been me". "Oh, God" says Withers, "poor Saunders".		While Browne moves forward to inpect the lecturn next to the gate, Withers and Umberto approach what is left of Andrew Saunders. "I'm so sorry", intones Umberto, "it should have been me". "Oh, God" says Withers, "poor Saunders".

	"The [[Yellow Sign]]!" - the sudden outburst from Browne breaks their reverie. "What?" says Withers. "This lecturn", replies Browne, "it's just like the one in the cave ~~here~~ we came to this place". "You think it's somehow magical?" asks Withers. "Yes!" replies Browne. "Then let's get out of here!" shouts Withers. Browne nods, drawing the knife with the yellow sign pommel from his belt, he slices his palm and places it against the lecturn. For over a year this sign has been the focus of his life, the tracing is perfect. The gate changes from misty white to blue. Nathaniel steps thorugh. Immediately, a high-pitched keening noice begins to emit from the gate. There is a gasp of horror from Umberto. Withers turns and sees the King in Yellow, flying at high speed towards the gate. "Quckly!" he says, jumping through. The last thiing he sees, as his face passes throught the curtain of blue light, is the King's robed arm sweeping the bloody sign from the lecturn.		"The [[Yellow Sign]]!" - the sudden outburst from Browne breaks their reverie. "What?" says Withers. "This lecturn", replies Browne, "it's just like the one in the cave where we came to this place". "You think it's somehow magical?" asks Withers. "Yes!" replies Browne. "Then let's get out of here!" shouts Withers. Browne nods, drawing the knife with the yellow sign pommel from his belt, he slices his palm and places it against the lecturn. For over a year this sign has been the focus of his life, the tracing is perfect. The gate changes from misty white to blue. Nathaniel steps thorugh. Immediately, a high-pitched keening noice begins to emit from the gate. There is a gasp of horror from Umberto. Withers turns and sees the King in Yellow, flying at high speed towards the gate. "Quckly!" he says, jumping through. The last thiing he sees, as his face passes throught the curtain of blue light, is the King's robed arm sweeping the bloody sign from the lecturn.

	===The Return===		===The Return===

Greywolf: /* Andrew Saunders */

2007-07-09T05:30:56Z

Andrew Saunders

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	====Andrew Saunders====		====Andrew Saunders====

	Saunders has spent his adult life living a lie. His life has been a ~~life~~ of compromises and half-truths. The majesty and glory of the King in Yellow offers certainty, beauty and freedom. The veil lifts from his eyes and Saunders wants nothing more than to serve this being. Saunders realises that it is his destiny to be [[the White Acolyte]].		Saunders has spent his adult life living a lie. His life has been a never-ending succession of compromises and half-truths. The majesty and glory of the King in Yellow offers certainty, beauty and freedom. The veil lifts from his eyes and Saunders wants nothing more than to serve this being. Saunders realises that it is his destiny to be [[the White Acolyte]].

	===Action Resumes===		===Action Resumes===

203.144.32.165: /* Home Again */

2006-10-06T03:28:50Z

Home Again

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	The two stand now at the base of the rockface, watching the dust settle. They know that a mere barrier of rock will mean nothing if Umberto leads the King back to Earth. Nathaniel idly wonders what the natives might think if they hear the explosion, perhaps the voice of the gods. This may not be so far from the truth.		The two stand now at the base of the rockface, watching the dust settle. They know that a mere barrier of rock will mean nothing if Umberto leads the King back to Earth. Nathaniel idly wonders what the natives might think if they hear the explosion, perhaps the voice of the gods. This may not be so far from the truth.

	They make their way back to the Monastery at [[Te]] where they find [[Siva]] still waiting for them. He is surprised by their quick return and they come to realize that during their journey to [[Leng]], no time has passed in this world. Fortunately, in their abscence, the old guide has recovered somewhat from his wounds, he is not up to the journey down the mountain, but can wait alone at the monastery until help is sent. After another uneasy night at the Monastery, the troupe of three make their way wearily down the mountain. Withers and Browne wonder with every step whether the King will come through the portal, but the trip remains ~~unevental~~ back through Nepal, and then through India to [[Bombay]]. For better or worse, the adventure is over.		They make their way back to the Monastery at [[Te]] where they find [[Siva]] still waiting for them. He is surprised by their quick return and they come to realize that during their journey to [[Leng]], no time has passed in this world. Fortunately, in their abscence, the old guide has recovered somewhat from his wounds, he is not up to the journey down the mountain, but can wait alone at the monastery until help is sent. After another uneasy night at the Monastery, the troupe of three make their way wearily down the mountain. Withers and Browne wonder with every step whether the King will come through the portal, but the trip remains uneventsul back through Nepal, and then through India to [[Bombay]], where Francesca awaits, then on to London, and Delia. For better or worse, the adventure is over.

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2006-10-06T00:41:54Z

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	The voice in his head urges him to be it's servant, but [[Nathaniel Browne]] again denies it. The voice says "ONE OF THESE OTHERS LOVES ME". Nathaniel turns to his companions, a look of deep worry sketched on his face. "Remember Franscesca" begs [[Withers]]. "I know" replies Browne, "It's not me I'm worried about". [[Umberto]] begins to move toward the King, his right hand grasping the symbol around his neck. He is closely followed by Withers. Browne intercepts, raising a hand to block his path, "No, I don't think so" he says. Umberto looks, bewilderdered, at Browne. "What are you doing?" asks Browne. "That is the apparition!" replies Umberto. "The King?" enquires Browne, confused. "No king of mine" replies Umberto in a firm voice.		The voice in his head urges him to be it's servant, but [[Nathaniel Browne]] again denies it. The voice says "ONE OF THESE OTHERS LOVES ME". Nathaniel turns to his companions, a look of deep worry sketched on his face. "Remember Franscesca" begs [[Withers]]. "I know" replies Browne, "It's not me I'm worried about". [[Umberto]] begins to move toward the King, his right hand grasping the symbol around his neck. He is closely followed by Withers. Browne intercepts, raising a hand to block his path, "No, I don't think so" he says. Umberto looks, bewilderdered, at Browne. "What are you doing?" asks Browne. "That is the apparition!" replies Umberto. "The King?" enquires Browne, confused. "No king of mine" replies Umberto in a firm voice.

	Suddenly, Withers notices that [[Saunders]], uninvolved in this confrontation, has moved forward - a vacant, rapt, expression on his face - and has almost reached the imposing figure of the King! "Saunders!" shouts Withers, realizing he cannot reach his friend in time. Saunders appears to struggle against an irresistable pull, "Shoot me Withers, shoot me!" he begs. Withers draws his revolver, carefully aiming for the Scotsman's legs. Click! The round is a dud! Hastily ~~withers~~ makes to fire again, but he is too late - Saunders' outstretched arm makes contact with the spectre's robe, the king unseen eyes seem to bore into those of Withers, Browne and Umberto and they stand paralyzed. Unable to move the others can only watch and listen.		Suddenly, Withers notices that [[Saunders]], uninvolved in this confrontation, has moved forward - a vacant, rapt, expression on his face - and has almost reached the imposing figure of the King! "Saunders!" shouts Withers, realizing he cannot reach his friend in time. Saunders appears to struggle against an irresistable pull, "Shoot me Withers, shoot me!" he begs. Withers draws his revolver, carefully aiming for the Scotsman's legs. Click! The round is a dud! Hastily Withers makes to fire again, but he is too late - Saunders' outstretched arm makes contact with the spectre's robe, the king unseen eyes seem to bore into those of Withers, Browne and Umberto and they stand paralyzed. Unable to move the others can only watch and listen.

	A change comes across Saunders' expression. It is obvious that his infatuation with the King in Yellow is fading fast. "No", the sound bursts from the Scot's throat, a few seconds later "No, you'll destroy it!" and finally, in total denial "NO!". At this third declaration, the others find they can move again, but before they can react, the King in Yellow spins, becoming a whirlwind of yellow. The tatters of his robe hit Saunders and, before their horrified eyes, the others see Saunders torn apart, a gout of red stained gore spreads across the floor. Withers fires, his bullet passing harmlessly through the whirlwind of colour.		A change comes across Saunders' expression. It is obvious that his infatuation with the King in Yellow is fading fast. "No", the sound bursts from the Scot's throat, a few seconds later "No, you'll destroy it!" and finally, in total denial "NO!". At this third declaration, the others find they can move again, but before they can react, the King in Yellow spins, becoming a whirlwind of yellow. The tatters of his robe hit Saunders and, before their horrified eyes, the others see Saunders torn apart, a gout of red stained gore spreads across the floor. Withers fires, his bullet passing harmlessly through the whirlwind of colour.

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2006-10-04T03:43:21Z

Drakmar

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	'''A bang, a thump, then silence...'''		'''A bang, a thump, then silence...'''

	===~~Drakmar~~===		===Home Again===

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203.211.93.191: /* Action Resumes */

2006-10-04T03:27:38Z

Action Resumes

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	The King in Yellow reforms. His voice fills their heads once more: WILL ONE OF YOU GUIDE ME. "Go to [[Carcosa]], it's where you belong!" says withers, 'Nooo!!" shouts Umberto, "By the Lord's name I shall not!", Nathaniel remains silent. WILL YOU GUIDE ME the King asks again, his face looking straight at Nathaniel, "No!", he shouts. At this third denial, the King turns on the spot and vanishes.		The King in Yellow reforms. His voice fills their heads once more: WILL ONE OF YOU GUIDE ME. "Go to [[Carcosa]], it's where you belong!" says withers, 'Nooo!!" shouts Umberto, "By the Lord's name I shall not!", Nathaniel remains silent. WILL YOU GUIDE ME the King asks again, his face looking straight at Nathaniel, "No!", he shouts. At this third denial, the King turns on the spot and vanishes.

	While Browne moves forward to inpect the lecturn next to the gate, Withers and Umberto approach what is left of Andrew Saunders. "I'm so sorry", intones Umberto, "it should have been me". "Oh, ~~god~~" says Withers, "poor Saunders".		While Browne moves forward to inpect the lecturn next to the gate, Withers and Umberto approach what is left of Andrew Saunders. "I'm so sorry", intones Umberto, "it should have been me". "Oh, God" says Withers, "poor Saunders".

	"The [[Yellow Sign]]!" - the sudden outburst from Browne breaks their reverie. "What?" says Withers. "This lecturn", replies Browne, "it's just like the one in the cave ~~hwre~~ we came to this place". "You think it's somehow magical?" asks Withers. "Yes!" replies Browne. "Then let's get out of here!" shouts Withers. Browne nods, drawing the ~~kinfe~~ with the yellow sign pommel from his belt, he slices his palm and places it against the lecturn. For over a year this sign has been the focus of his life, the tracing is perfect. The gate changes from misty white to blue. Nathaniel steps thorugh. Immediately, a high-pitched keening noice begins to emit from the gate. There is a gasp of horror from Umberto. Withers turns and sees the King in Yellow, flying at high speed towards the gate. "Quckly!" he says, jumping through. The last thiing he sees, as his face passes throught the curtain of blue light, is the King's robed arm sweeping the bloody sign from the lecturn.		"The [[Yellow Sign]]!" - the sudden outburst from Browne breaks their reverie. "What?" says Withers. "This lecturn", replies Browne, "it's just like the one in the cave here we came to this place". "You think it's somehow magical?" asks Withers. "Yes!" replies Browne. "Then let's get out of here!" shouts Withers. Browne nods, drawing the knife with the yellow sign pommel from his belt, he slices his palm and places it against the lecturn. For over a year this sign has been the focus of his life, the tracing is perfect. The gate changes from misty white to blue. Nathaniel steps thorugh. Immediately, a high-pitched keening noice begins to emit from the gate. There is a gasp of horror from Umberto. Withers turns and sees the King in Yellow, flying at high speed towards the gate. "Quckly!" he says, jumping through. The last thiing he sees, as his face passes throught the curtain of blue light, is the King's robed arm sweeping the bloody sign from the lecturn.

	===The Return===		===The Return===

Greywolf: /* Drakmar */

2006-10-04T03:25:17Z

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	BOOOOMMMMM!!!! A huge explosion rocks the cave where the gate lay. Browne and Withers have given up waiting for Umberto. They hope beyond hope that he has somehow managed to defy the King, or lead him elsewhere and have determined to seal the cave to prevent others coming to free him. Withers initially wanted to use his dynamite to destroy the gate, but Browne thought it unwise as he felt it may break down the very walls of reality and bring [[Hastur]], or something even worse, to Earth. The two argued about whether to collapse the cave or wait for Umberto to come out. At last they reached a compromise - they would wait as long as they could and then collapse the cave. That time limit has now expired.		BOOOOMMMMM!!!! A huge explosion rocks the cave where the gate lay. Browne and Withers have given up waiting for Umberto. They hope beyond hope that he has somehow managed to defy the King, or lead him elsewhere and have determined to seal the cave to prevent others coming to free him. Withers initially wanted to use his dynamite to destroy the gate, but Browne thought it unwise as he felt it may break down the very walls of reality and bring [[Hastur]], or something even worse, to Earth. The two argued about whether to collapse the cave or wait for Umberto to come out. At last they reached a compromise - they would wait as long as they could and then collapse the cave. That time limit has now expired.

	The two stand now at the base of the rockface, watching the dust settle. They know that a mere barrier of rock will mean nothing if Umberto leads the King back to Earth. Nathaniel idly wonders what the natives might think if they hear the explosion, perhaps the voice of gods. This may not be so far from the truth.		The two stand now at the base of the rockface, watching the dust settle. They know that a mere barrier of rock will mean nothing if Umberto leads the King back to Earth. Nathaniel idly wonders what the natives might think if they hear the explosion, perhaps the voice of the gods. This may not be so far from the truth.

	They make their way back to the Monastery at [[Te]] where they find [[Siva]] still waiting for them. He is surprised by their quick return and they come to realize that during their journey to [[Leng]], no time has passed in this world. ~~Unfortunately~~, in their abscence, the old guide has ~~died~~ from his wounds. After another uneasy night at the Monastery, the ~~sad~~ troupe make their way down the mountain. Withers and Browne wonder with every step whether the King will come through the portal, but the trip remains unevental back through Nepal and through India to [[Bombay]]. For better or worse, the adventure is over.		They make their way back to the Monastery at [[Te]] where they find [[Siva]] still waiting for them. He is surprised by their quick return and they come to realize that during their journey to [[Leng]], no time has passed in this world. Fortunately, in their abscence, the old guide has recovered somewhat from his wounds, he is not up to the journey down the mountain, but can wait alone at the monastery until help is sent. After another uneasy night at the Monastery, the troupe of three make their way wearily down the mountain. Withers and Browne wonder with every step whether the King will come through the portal, but the trip remains unevental back through Nepal, and then through India to [[Bombay]]. For better or worse, the adventure is over.