47 Washington Road(CVnU Location)

Take a right at the weeping willow, from there walk until the dimensions intersect and your there. I’m just kidding it’s on Washington

47 Washington Road is just an address upon first glance however, like with all things once you take a closer look it’s so much more. Walk up to the door at first glance you’ll see a normal home, a nice lawn, a few gnomes here and there. Take a closer look though and the grass isn't green anymore it’s actually clear, the dirt itself is whats blue. Oh and wasn't that gnome over there a minute ago, look closer and you’ll see him move. That's because they’re the lawn care service, how about that garden over there. Why did that plant just wink at me, basically what I’m saying is that here nothing is as it seems. That's because at it’s core this place is magic, a beacon to be exact. It’s a magical connecting point to the layers of the fold. It’s here that the mage known as Maxwell Hastings lives.

Asking the neighbors will yield little result, the adults think him a shut in who's afraid of personal interaction. The only person they've seen is his housekeeper who occasionally goes shopping. The kids in the neighborhood have seen much more, that's because their minds are more open the the concepts of the mystical and occult. They’ll tell you the house is haunted and filled with monsters and they’re not wrong. Mainly because every once in awhile a creature from the third or fifth layer will stumble through and start making a mess of the place. Either way you’ll never know what's truly going on until you step inside.

Those with a connection to magic are drawn to the place naturally, sometimes when Maxwell wants to meet someone the house will call to them. At the end of the day how you get there isn’t important, what’s important is that you always knock before coming in. Also never go to the basement and never open a random door. Follow those rules and you may make it out alive, don’t and well you may end up a tooth pick for a fire giant from the 58th layer.

As for the layout of the place, it’s bigger on the inside, like a lot bigger. The foyer is rather nice, a hint of a Victorian touch. Here is where you’ll most likely meet Maxwell or is he’s busy you’ll meet the housekeeper, Ming. Ming is a golem sworn to Maxwell’s service and is more then capable of holding his own. Break in and you’ll be met with the angry end of Ming's staff, enter the right way and you’ll be greeted with a hello and a cup of tea...don’t drink the tea...Ming makes bad tea.

Move up the stairs and you are met with two massive wooden doors, open those and your met with the main portion of the house. Here you’ll find a vast void filled with floating doors, each one connecting to a different layer of the fold. Like the door made of slime, that one takes you to the 1,567th layer. Don’t go there, it’s bad...really bad. Oh and don’t worry about falling, the pathway will materialize beneath your feet. Then all you have to do is call the door you want, it’s a very simple incantation just say “Kitchen” and the kitchen should pop up. Sometimes though the house will play a little joke and give you the door to a different place. Like this one time Ming wanted the Library and instead it gave him the door to the 121st layer. Ming was expecting books and instead he got a Kraken, they had sushi that night. Let's get back to the layout though.

The Main Rooms

Library-This is probably the largest room that won’t kill you. It’s a collection of every magic tome Maxwell has ever collected, needless to say it’s like a maze. Rows of books lining the shelves, just don’t open the ones that are locked. Just because the room won’t kill you doesn't mean the books are as nice. The good thing is that there is a system in place to eliminate the whole endless searching thing, just go to one of the many computers(what you thought the magic house wouldn't have computers, it’s the twenty-first century everyone has a computer.) open up the catalog, fine the book you want, press check out, and voila the book will be transported to you.

Kitchen-Talk about cooking in style, the kitchen itself is wonderful. The fridge is large, a very nice Kenmore model. The Freezer is a walk in...pocket dimension, very cold, about the size of a small cave. Most of the food cooked here is exotic as in from another dimension. Ming hunts it himself among the various layers of magic, he’s a very good chef but he still can’t figure out how to make tea.

Bedrooms-Nice Egyptian silk and sleep number mattresses are just some of the things you’ll find in the rooms. You’ll also find a bedside table, environmentally friendly light bulbs, very nice curtains with a great view of the neighboring buildings brick walls, and sometime the occasional goblin. They’re very nice goblins though they do have a habit of stealing shoes, they give them back...sometimes.

As for the security, the house tends to take care of itself. Why do you think the welcome mat says please knock. If you aren't one of the select few allowed to enter the house or you are not invited in then you will most likely encounter Ming. Let's say you don’t meet Ming or you get through him, you want to get to a room, assuming you know how to operate the home, you won’t get what you want. You say kitchen and you get something along the lines of Layer number 508(that's the one with the giant leeches...really nasty place to hang out...lots of leeches.). Then you’ll feel the house push you through the door and lock it from the other side, oh yeah then it moves the door basically trapping you there for a LOOOONG time.

OOC

• Your standard CVnU rules apply
• Large destruction is not allowed by any means
• The building is located in San Francisco for anyone who was wondering
• Ming will have a bio up at some point in the future for now don't worry about even using him if you wanna break in
• Break ins are welcome as long as you sell the house
• You really don't need a reason to show up here
• Any other questions PM me.

Didn't realize how close the address was to Dr.Strange so I changed it.

@maxwell_hastings: nice!

@maxwell_hastings: Nice thread!

Also, I need some backup. I'm fighting Warsman, and he's targeting mages. Little help?

@maxwell_hastings:

Vael had found the house after it's summoning of her through the usual esoteric means. She stood quietly at the doorstep, dressed in one of her nicer dresses, replicated from her lost wardrobe. She didn't believe in going somewhere on invitation without dressing to fit your status. Despite the loss of everything she knew, Vael still believed herself a Queen, even if she currently lacked a throne. She smiled a bit and used her bo-staff to knock four times on the door. Once the knocking was completed she moved the bo-staff and slid it into the sheath that went along her back.

This place is bathed in arcane energy...there were a few such places back home but not very many of them. Someone of considerable knowledge and capability likely lives here...I do not know why they would want to see me, I am still new to this world and my powers are not as strong as they were back home...it will take time for them to properly reset. Most of these locked away in a fanciful location types are old men with long beards and funny hats. They usually hang out with other old men.

@vael:

Four light raps came upon the solid wood that comprised the door of 47 Washington Road. The house itself more of a mystery then the man who lived there, guests were uncommon and upon the arrival of one some of the more nosier neighbors gathered at their windows. Their eyes would gaze upon the entrance hoping to sneak a glance at the man who lived there for to them, he was an enigma who never left the confines of his home. In reality he was almost never home, his time was spent among the layers of magic on exploration or recovery missions. The front door was only used my Ming, the golem who handled the general care of the home. In the natural way it was Ming heard the knock and, like he normally does, he opened the door. The rest of the neighbors would let out a collective sigh as they left the glass of their windows to resume their lives.

Ming held a very strange appearance, his figure was rather imposing and his eyes held no sign of his true intentions. At first glance he was frightening, he scanned the new guest over before moving to the side and gesturing for her to enter. As he did so a loud thud came from the upper portion of the home, a man in a red cloak with black armor underneath made his way down the stairs. His white hair jostled ever so slightly as he made his way next to his servant.

"Ming could you do me a favor, a Frost Giant got his hand stuck in door 876 again."

The golem bowed his head and made his way up the staircase, Maxwell then turned to see the new arrival.

"I don't believe we've met before, who might you be?"

@maxwell_hastings:

Vael smirked, watching everything as it unfolded with a curious twinkle in her eyes. She smiled fully when the owner of the house arrived and provided a formal curtsy. "Vael, at your service." She said with a smile. "It seems i was invited here, in a manner of speaking...though I cannot fully explain why or even by who. I simply followed the invitation."

She glanced deeper into the house from her position in the doorway. "Might you shed some light on the invitation, who sent it and what it's purpose might be? I am afraid I am fairly new to this world and my knowledge of it's more esoteric and arcane regions is not what it should be...not yet anyway.

@vael: The Ears of the Grand Magic Overseer took in her words with careful precision, after all it wasn't often a guest arrived at his home. She spoke of an invitation being sent, it was then that Maxwells brain was able to deduce the reason for her arrival.

"Well, that explains it all, you were invited by the house. You see she has a mind of her own this one, after all the building is built atop a direct access point into the folds of magic."

Maxwell went silent and began to look her over, trying to notice anything obviously mystical about her. After his initial glance yielded no results he opted for plan b, he closed his eyes and uttered a brief incantation. When they opened again he could see it all, the mana in the air, the veins that ran through the ground, and the aura of other mages. It was at this time everything became clear, her aura was powerful, she was no doubt a strong user of magic. Yet it seemed to struggle, like it was being restricted by something.

"Ah yes, shall we walk and talk, please follow me."

Maxwell guided her up the stairs and in front of two large wooden doors. As he places his hand against it the door seemed to shutter before swinging open. What was beyond was something that most wouldn't believe and couldn't comprehend. A near endless void filled with doors that drifted around, one passed directly in front of the entrance. The sound of large explosions could be heard from beyond it's wooden frame yet, when it passed there was no sign of any kind of detonation.

"Watch your step, the drop doesn't seem to have an end."

Maxwell took a step into what seemed like nothingness, before his foot dived off the edge a series of wooden planks formed beneath him. With each step more would form taking him in a single direction.

"The path will form beneath your feet, just please try not to get lost."

As he progressed through the void he began to talk, the occasional stop made as doors flew in his path.

"The house itself is connected to magic and magic is connected to mages. At times, although very rare, the house will reach out to a mage who it believes I can assist or vice versa. I belive this is one such case."

He stopped his movements all together.

''Library please, now as I was saying. I took a look at your aura near the entrance and I belive that you are in need of some sort of assistance. Your Aura is strong but seems restricted and confined. Like your mana can't reach it's full potential, am I correct?"

A door moved in front of the path and stoped, Maxwell's hand took hold of the knob and turned. It swung open revealing a room filled with massive shelves, each filled with books as far as the eye could see. He made his way inside and approached a single pc sitting in the middle of the room.

@maxwell_hastings:

This place is fascinating, reminds me a bit of the Tower of Ar back home. Less ugly building this one though. She looked around the library as she followed after him, not at all made uncomfortable by the unusual and arcane nature of the building, though she did hide the impressed look on her face rather well. The young queen interlocked the fingers of her hands as she walked, taking great care to follow the house's owner as exactly as possible. One never knew when one might fall off into an abyss on accident in places such as this one.

When he asked about her magic she sighed a little. Vael had done the best she could at keeping her feelings locked away even when she spoke openly about it from time to time. The truth was, there wasn't much love between herself and her husband but they had been close. He had treated her as more than most kings had treated their wives. She was a warm body to play with at night, but she was also his Queen and partner in life and she missed his presence...she missed waking up with someone and she missed him coming to their bed late at night and waking her so he could relieve the stresses of the day and hopefully plant the seeds of an heir. She also missed their walks, their quiet talks at night and the way they had run the Kingdom together.

When she went to explain, her voice broke for a moment, but she shored up her strength and continued on. "My world was destroyed by yours." She said. "The barriers between realities are growing thin and some worlds are being torn apart by others. Mine was one...you would have seen its demise as little more than a fancy meteor shower. My magical abilities have always been natural, book learning does nothing for me and so currently my access to magic is somewhat diminished as my body grows accustomed to the way manna flows in this world."

@vael:

Maxwell listened rather intently to her words, the destruction of universes was unknown to him. It was very plausible that such an event occurred in the world tied to the first layer of magic, yet once she said torn apart he knew it was no the case. The first layer remained in tact just lifeless and without form yet it was coming back, regrowing itself. This had led him to believe Magic's natural antibodies had fended off the invader, the one who sought it's destruction. Still he was here to assist her not to think about who was attacking Magic.

Her access to magic was diminished, it was a strange affliction, rather rare. He had read about it occurring when jumping to another universe who's mana flowed in an opposite polarity from yours. The condition was usually temporary yet, in extreme cases it was made permanent. This could happen if your bodies mana veins refused to realign and accept a flow from another direction, thus weakening or even blocking your body from intaking it at all. Hers would not be one such case as, from the way she spoke her magic was slowly recuperating.

''I read about such a condition, I believe it was in the Thoomas Arcanum."

He entered the name of the book and within moments it landed on the table, seeming to drop from the sky. It was locked and for good reason, the Thoomas Arcanum was the work of Thoomas Night a powerful mage from the late 18th century. He was also extremely paranoid which caused him to place a very nasty warding spell on the book. As Maxwell took the key from inside the binding the text began to grumble and shake.

"I would recommend standing back a few steps, shes a biter."

The key slid into the lock and with a click the book flew open. Pages flew from her swirling in the air and beginning to take the shape of a beast, Maxwell held out his hand.

"Wer nugri di vi fueryon, wer binding di vi turasjir, thoomas si relgr ekess wux, goawy vi leash acht dout fueryon"

As the words were said, the swirling vortex of pages shifted itself back towards it's binding. Each page taking back it's rightful place.

"Now that thats settled I believe it was on page three hundred and five. One moment please."

His hand flipped through the pages of the book, at an insane rate of speed. His eyes moving back and forth a rate most couldn't even fathom. He stopped and took a second to read through the pages.

''Here it is, yes it says that Meditation is one of the best way to assist in the process of readjusting your body to a new Mana flow. The Following places are the best and a healthy meditation sesion should assist. The first is this house, following that are the Pyramids of Giza, The Hanging Gardens of Babylon, the Temple of Artemis, and the Masoleum at Halicarnus. These are said to be locations in which Magic pours into the world like a waterfall."

He closed the book, flipped the lock, and rested it back on the desk.

"Gethrisj"

The book lifted into the air and moved down the shelves, returning to it's original position.

"You're more then welcome to meditate here, the Library is about as quiet as it gets. Just don't open any of the books that are locked. When you're ready to go just call for Ming and he will escort you to the exit."

Maxwell turned, his red coat tails fluttering as he left the library, leaving the guest to her own devices.

@maxwell_hastings:

9:30 PM

From the edge of a rooftop just across from 47 Washington Road, a revolving circle of deepest gold shimmered to life, like a ripple in a lake. Suddenly a BANG like a cannon resounded from their reflective depths, and a glistening pair of swords erupted out of them, embedding themselves in the lawn.

"Heh, that should get his attention," a voice murmured from the shadows, his appearance hidden, with the exception of his scarlet eyes, which shone like miniature suns.

@dreadpool10:

9:32 PM

The night was still young in the house of magic. Maxwell spent his time enjoying a home cooked meal prepared for him by his golem servant, Ming. At the same time Ming spent his time cleaning the entryway, his legs moving swiftly around and his duster moving even faster. It was at this time his head shot up, his work would take a backseat at the moment. The door to the home swung open and out onto the lawn he strolled, three blades of gold lodged into the grass. Not even a moment later Maxwell strolled from the door.

"Hey Ming whats...I know those blades."

@maxwell_hastings:

"You should."

Emerging from the shadows on a rooftop above them was a man; tall, lean, brilliantly golden curls, red eyes that simply glowed with pride. He wore a smirk that oozed confidence. Even his regal posture seemed to exude some degree of narcissism.

He wore a white T-Shirt and a black biker jacket, along with dark jeans and shoes of the same color. His glowing presence almost appeared to distort the darkness around him, as though even the night couldn't prevent his glorious form from being seen.

"Those blades are worth more than you are," said the man, the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer. "In any case, I'll be taking them back now. Wouldn't want a thief and his mongrel to muck up my little treasures, now would I?" With a lazy gesture, the blades dissipated into nothingness. Returned to the vault of their owner, Dante Aventus.

@dreadpool10:

"Ming go inside, and prepare the house defenses. Until I say so you are not to welcome him in."

The golem bowed his head at Maxwell and proceeded to once again enter the home. The door was shut behind him and audible clicks from locks could be heard.

"I remember you, I was sent to kill you however those days of mine are done. Should you wish to fight me then we shall do so but, I warn you that I have advanced more then you could imagine since then."

To those that could view magic Maxwell's aura was large, it encompassed a few feet. However this was his contained aura. At this very moment he looked the man in the eyes and cracked his neck, as the sound of air escaping bone left his body he released his restraint. In almost an instant the size of his magic aura grew exponentially, it's brilliant blue hue reaching higher then the tallest buildings and expanding for miles. His hair began to move with it, flowing like a raging typhoon. This was his full power, those with even a slight hint of magical energy would be able to see it, the raging aura of Maxwell Hastings.