Another Devokan Trust Storybuilder built the Chef's Restaurant for the Soho Gallery in Kitely Plaza. It is a lovely place to watch the water flow.
Saturday, March 30, 2013
The city water tower (that looks akin to a steam stack) is nearly done. I need to add the Kitely logo to the stack. The corner behind it and the floor it sits on will become a water feature to tie in the top to the bottom. At this point I am taking a break for awhile to gather my thoughts. It is all about balance and it wasn't so.
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Nearly done for now. I am going back to work on the Celestial Theater for awhile. I am still thinking about what to do with the separation wall. I need to contact the steampunk theme section, so they can approve a tunnel dig (secret passage under the stairs that move out of the way. Mat is working on the other side passageway. I added three goldfish for now. What w really need now is color, but I want to wait to see what others come up with. Oh, and I have a little left to do on the "wanna be a pirate play area." I like it up there. "Ahoy Matey, you can see a bunch up here."
After much adjusting, twitching and swashing, the build is moved to the former Kitely parking lot behind the Blogger Cafe. The fun begins now. Pirates Ahoy building begins.:)
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
This is the first time I've tried to write part of an age alongside another author's mind's eye. I can't honestly say its the author's mind's eye, but there was collaboration by seeding. You are looking at one part of the terrace wall.
Monday, March 25, 2013
Sunday, March 24, 2013
It was a long day of age writing. A promise made to Matt Dutton to restore the Celestial Toymaker Theater is now kept. Tomorrow begins the tweaking process. Seating, Lighting and and painting continues. I do like it better in the round.
Never satisfied that the theater was housed in a box, Kitely provides me with the opportunity to discover the Globe Like experience of building in the round. This is much more entertaining to me, and I think it looks better.
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Friday, March 22, 2013
Ruby is obsessed with small flying machines. When she opened a large container, she found that it contained several copies of a DaVinci Screw Flying Machine. The Diluvians needed a way to move between their pods and the Great Zero. These small and efficient contraptions will work nicely.
The Over the Flood age is beginning to look like its former self. After the great mistake of letting a gifted age use the same logistical place in space, Ruby pouted about all the work she lost to the disaster, but its less a problem now. The Great Zero is at Great Zero and the Ark and the route opened to an ark that entered earlier tonight. It took less than two hours for Ruby to test its floatation. The ark is circa 3400 BC.
The Iron Bee was finally restored this evening. When the Ladies Guild returns they will begin the re certification process. The original authentication and carbon dating process put the airship at circa 1882. There were a couple of modifications that occurred after that time, but those are insignificant changes. Ruby is anxious to hold a meeting or party here.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Repairs are nearly completed for the Iron Bee. its a rusty old airship, and it still needs a couple of tweaks, but it is ready for time (age) travel. Because of the feedback that impedes wormhole travel the "bee" is a necessity. With its own cabin and plenty of storage space, the airship is bigger than a locomotive.
Monday, March 18, 2013
Ruby was fed up with the politics of building for the Consortium exhibits. She decided to take up where she left off on her own "iron maiden." Built with a heap of scrap metals, it is a genuine wonder that the airship stay airborne. At thing point much of the interior work needs to be finished. When the ship is complete several small versions wll awarded to the Diluvians (much needed transportation in and out of the ages to the zero tributary.
Sunday, March 17, 2013
The purist of water continues to flow from the tributary. Ruby is trying to find some way to pipe the water from the zero into IHC sponsored ages, but so far there is no meaningful way to do that.
This is a better view of the linking book library. After looking at a book created by a fellow builder, Ruby decided (like she almost does to build her own version). Now visitors can easily see their options. The system is working well, and Ruby is looking forward to the next step - the ability to link throughout the metaverse. My how times are changing.
Sometimes what seems like a good idea at the time, is not. So goes the idea of whopper size window portals. After fussing with them for a week, Ruby was determined to bring her portal library into a manageable space. What she wrote is in her front view. We both like it much better.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
The mythology of the Great Zero water supply encouraged Ruby the wannabe age writer to look again for a tributary that she could bring to the peoples of No'omh Diluvian. It is her intention to link their pods to the age that hovers over them. Once the zero is full functional the Diluvians will conveniently moor to the well to find their water, grace and renewal.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Sunday, March 10, 2013
I am sending this note by way of your post office box. It appears I have no other way of trying to reach you. None of your messages are returned to me. It has been months since last we spoke, and I realize that my priority for finding all of you has fallen to the bottom of my priority heap. There are so many distractions that come about during age writing. I find there is no terrain in many of the ages I start.
Then I either need to find a terrain or start digging it out myself. Even when I do find a terrain, it needs to be modified and sodded. Because mine are flood ages the water table takes time to raise. The raising of the table usually results in some sort of calamity.
By the time the terrain is completed I am exhausted or worse yet, I am forced to start a new age. My benefactor is always dreaming up this branch or that. My age writing schedule is growing longer. I am now responsible for writing in the setting for several stories that are only half baked in my after and forward mind.
Today was the worst. Matt Dutton (thought to be long since gone) showed up to harass me about Consortium exhibits I am attending to be done. At least that was his guise. I think the real reason he came unannounced was to remind me about how little writing I've done about him. He reminded me that without me writing him or any other character into the story, there is no story. Matt's story about the Down Under Tea Company and the closure of his offices in Absinthe and Laudanum did not get written. During the time I've been trying to fix the age where he is secretly building an underground village he can call his own, his animosity toward me grew worse. His return to IHC headquarters can only mean one thing. Matt is bored, and when Matt is bored, I am in trouble.
Our conversation did turn to you and the ladies at one point. He purposely redirected my thinking, which is so easy to do these days. I completely forgot to ask him whether he knew where all of you were. He did not offer up any information either.
I need you Beatrice to come home. If Clara, Dolly and Mabel are of no mind to return, let them enjoy another few days of captivity with the pirates or whoever else abducted them, but you must try to escape soon. I have no one to give me advice now that Ghaelen has taken a leave of absence.
With due respect (and a need for your safe return),
[url=http://www.flickr.com/photos/47676034@N05/8545168792/]Antiquarian Historical Detectives[/url] by [url=http://www.flickr.com/people/47676034@N05/]Ruby_ODegee[/url], on Flickr
Monday, March 4, 2013
Last night a crevice in the earth being cultivated by the Diluvians opened. I found a key that opened a locked door in the housing sector. When I entered I was linked to this odd place. It was appropriate to wear my maintainer suit.
I did not have time to stay. The key vanished. The crevice is gone. I don't know when I will be allowed back in.
Sunday, March 3, 2013
I feel a wee bit safer entering an age (even my own), now that I've managed to repair a long forgotten maintainers suit (boots, gloves, helmet and gas mask) pouch full of serums to stave off intergalactic maladies.
When necessity is the mother of discovery, and you need to create the discovery before you "dig" it up, so goes the life of the storybuilder. I simply got tired of not being able to visit my own ages with adequate protection (safety first). I spent an afternoon piecing a maintainer suit the Ladies Guild found in a forgotten crack on the floor. What floor I am not sure about yet? It is yet to be written.