Did you know that that the malefic mansion of mystery known as Precinct1313 originally was created to showcase my visual novel – “The Chronicles Of Cassandra Vala” a web-comic meets novel, with the added twist of classic 80’s style ‘Choose Your Own Adventure’ books of my youth.
Well that didn’t ultimately come to fruition here within the darkened halls of this mystic mansion. This otherworldly abode became the home for my love of DC Comics, a virtual oasis for the serious DC fan where we can discuss our adoration for the World’s greatest comic book publisher, and also worship at the shrines that are Wonder Woman and Batman, for they are the two core pillars that sustain this mythological edifice.
Cassandra Vala and her extended cast of both friend, and foe still exist of course, I have continued to create and fashion their world since their inception in the back of my mind over three years ago. The project is ongoing, the initial writing phase is almost finished, the only thing that has been holding me back from heralding Cass and her oblique world are the actual illustrations themselves. I do have a modicum of artistic talent, but, unlike my literary skills I am a ridiculously slow artist, plus I prefer to write rather than draw, but had already decided to make the story completely my own both literary and visually… so it’s been a more laboured process than I had originally desired.
Recently though, I have made a concerted effort to finish the various sketches and pieces of artwork that have held me back from sharing this unique tale, and thus Cassandra’s trials and tribulations shall be receiving my full attention, and hopefully yours too, fellow Precinct denizen. In fact you’ve already met one of the antagonists from the saga, in the form of the Precinct’s carrion crow of woe – Eldritch, who I originally envisioned as a way to connect the Precinct to Cassandra’s reality, plus if you read our “Three Years In The Precinct” anniversary special and were wondering where the malevolent and mysterious portal at the end of the tale transported myself and (very occasional) fellow Precinct contributor Pete to… well Cassandra may very well be able to answer that particular paradox…
Excerpt Taken From – “The Chronicles Of Cassandra Vala”
“Things are different, and yet, so very much the same. I don’t recognise this place… even though I’ve been here before. I know I’m not making much sense, but neither does my life. My name is Cassandra Vala, and you are definitely not going to believe what I’m about to tell you!”
Cassandra Vala, all images, and text are copyright: Precinct1313.
Excerpt Taken From – ‘In Pursuit Of Precinct1313 – Chapter One’
The storm raged tempestuously around us as we made our way through the treacherous and foreboding woodland intent on finding our prize, a long sought after structure of otherworldly power. We had been searching for this mythical edifice since we first heard whispers of its existence years earlier. Pushing ever deeper into the dense thicket, stopping only to cut our way through the tangle of overgrown trees and foliage, which in this storm moved and weaved almost as if attempting to drive us back. Craning my head up into the driving rain and winds, I noticed my colleague, who was a few feet ahead of me, had come to a stop, his gaze transfixed on something ahead.
“Pete?” I said, placing my hand on his right shoulder, “What’s up dude?,” Pete turned his face towards me, his expression was a mix of both elation and fear, a strange combination to be sure. He motioned a nod forwards and it was then that I noticed, not more than maybe twenty or so feet ahead, a dark and ominous building that strangely felt like it was looking, right back, at me! “I, uh, think this might be it” I said in a rather flustered tone, I was rattled believe me, the storm had almost immediately stopped as we had, which in itself was extremely unsettling. Pete and I looked at each other and then uniformly moved warily forward into what was now an almost deafeningly disquieting silence.
The impressive structure loomed towards us like a brooding nightmare from a Lovecraftian novel. Pete hastened up the stone steps stopping at the entrance portentously, I arrived at his side just as he was reaching for the handle. The large oak doors slowly creaked open, and suddenly, some ‘thing’ from inside, invisible to our eyes, pushed violently through us… “Free,” it uttered, “Free, at last.” Pete, strangely unperturbed by the freakish phenomena, moved forward into the darkened halls ahead, and, with a little more trepidation, I followed…
Excerpt Taken From – “In Pursuit Of Precinct1313 – Chapter Two”
“Damn, this place is a serious enigma, I mean look at it, three years down the line and we’re still discovering new rooms and annexes. The really odd thing is though, I could have sworn we’ve been down here before, yet I do not recognise that rather large vault door” I looked towards Pete, who stood silently in front of the prodigious round door, running his hands inquisitively over the smooth metallic surface.
“I don’t either” Pete remarked back, “there doesn’t seem to be any way of getting through it though… no handles, locks, nothing” Pete backed up, surveying the door curiously. “Eldritch?” Pete asked, looking towards me, I nodded silently and made my way back through the Precinct’s darkened hallways, Eldritch usually could be found perched silently in the mausoleum.
Eldritch had been with us since we had first discovered the Precinct, three years previous. He served as a silent guardian and guide to the mysterious mansion, a Carrion Crow of woe, whose ultimate purpose was unbeknownst to myself or Pete. Eldritch cocked his head towards me as I entered through the mausoleum’s ornate doorway, his onyx eyes glinting with a perceived menace. He focused his full attention towards me, almost as if he were gazing directly into my fragile psyche, before taking flight towards the inaccessible vault door.
I arrived a few moments later… the vault door was open, darkness filled it’s void, Pete nor Eldritch weren’t anywhere to be seen. I cautiously approached the perplexing lacuna, it’s darkness seemingly impenetrable, “Pete?” I whispered into the inky blackness, there came no reply… steeling myself, I stepped through…
Welcome fellow Agents of Precinct1313, to our anniversary special. That’s right, the malefic mansion of mystery enters into it’s third year of existence, and we still find ourselves trapped within it’s vast depths. So, whilst we pursue the zenith of this delphic abode, we shall endeavour to bring you, our loyal Special Agents, our continuing in depth look at the wonderful world of DC Comics and beyond…
Many, many thanks to everyone who have, over the past three years – followed, liked, read and commented on our DC Comics-centric ramblings here in the Precinct… it is ‘YOU’ who make this entire endeavour worthwhile.
The Pursuit Of Precinct1313 Will Continue…
The Astonishing Amphitheatre of Awards once more unveils it’s secrets unto an unsuspecting world. The chamber of mysterious origin buried deep within the hallowed halls of Precinct1313 has determined to open it’s doors once more in order to bestow Special Agent status upon two more agents of 1313.
The amphitheatre shall be playing host and paying thanks to the Precinct’s most loyal followers, those remarkable agents that have given up their valuable time to read, like, and comment on our DC Comics-centric ramblings. So, welcome… Eldritch – the Precinct’s silent guardian, and carrion crow of woe will guide you to your seats (just be sure to avoid his gaze, lest you become beguiled by his malevolently malefic mind manipulation!) and so, without further ado, let’s begin the ceremony…
And tonight’s first remarkable recipient is Planetary Defence Command, this impressive individual has been an agent of 1313 since it’s inaugural inception almost three years ago. He specialises in breaking us free from the shackles of bad Sci-Fi, a talented reviewer and writer, who also gives his venerable opinion on Video-Games, Movies, and Board Games. Defence Commander, we salute you… welcome to Special Agent status.
Tonight’s second promotion goes to the illustriously ignescent Ignited Moth , our fantastic friend is a recent initiate to the Precinct, but has read, liked, and commented on each and every post that has emerged from this malefic mansion of mystery known as 1313, with her impressive artistic presence illuminating the shadowy halls of the Precinct with great comments and genuine interest. A fellow geek, she reviews TV, Film, and Comic Books, and is an extremely talented illustrator with a unique and electrifying style. Welcome to Special Agent status, my friend.
And that’s it for this week, the Amphitheatre will open it’s Daedalian Doors again soon to induct yet more of our followers to Special Agent status.
Feel free to display the Special Agent awards on your blogs, or not, I promise I won’t be upset if you don’t… or send Eldritch, the Precinct’s eerie crow around for a visit!
The Astonishing Amphitheatre of Awards once more unveils it’s secrets to an unsuspecting world. The chamber of mysterious origin buried deep within the hallowed halls of Precinct1313 has determined to open it’s esoteric doors again, in order to bestow Special Agent status upon two more agents of 1313.
The Amphitheatre shall be playing host and paying thanks, on a regular basis, to the Precinct’s most loyal followers, those remarkable agents that have given up their valuable time to read, like and comment on our DC Comics-centric ramblings. Two awards each and every week… so welcome, Eldritch – the Precinct’s sybilline resident Crow will guide you to your seats (just don’t stare at him… he hates that) and so, without further ado, let’s begin the ceremony…
Tonight’s first recipient is a blogging buddy who has been a tenant of the Precinct since it first surfaced from the depths of non-existence. RobbinsRealm is a talented reviewer of both film and television, with an in depth knowledge of said medium and a captivating writing style, his posts are always riveting. Welcome my friend to Special Agent status.
Tonight’s second promotion goes to the Poetess of Perfection, our very good friend Christy Birmingham. Christy is a wordsmith of the highest order, and one of the most amiable and personable people I have met online since I first started blogging with WordPress. Hi Christy, welcome to Special Agent status.
And that’s it for this week friends, the Amphitheatre will be open again one week from today to induct yet more of our loyal followers to Special Agent status.
(Feel free to display the Special Agent award on your blogs, or not, I promise I wont be upset if you don’t… or send Eldritch, the Precinct’s eerie Crow around for a visit!)
Welcome loyal followers and readers, today we break the seal and unveil for the first time Precinct1313’s Astonishing Amphitheatre of Awards. This sacred ceremonial chamber, buried deep within the hallowed halls of 1313, has been sealed for millennia by the ethereal former owners of this malefic mansion of mystery… until now.
The amphitheatre shall be playing host and paying thanks, on a regular basis, to the Precinct’s most loyal followers. Those remarkable Agents that have given up their valuable time to read, like, and comment on our DC Comics-centric ramblings. Two awards each and every week… so welcome, please take your seats (don’t mind the Crow, he just likes to observe, and is mostly harmless… mostly) and lets get to our first recipient of Special Agent status.
Jennifer has been a guest at Precinct1313 since it first opened it’s daedalic doors many moons previous, she is the highly talented web artist responsible for Little Monster Girl, a ridiculously fun and quirky character that you simply must discover. Thanks so much Jen for your support, you are the Precinct’s first Special Agent!
And our second promotion goes to the hilariously subversive humorist ‘Inspired By The Divine’, who runs a fantastically funny website aptly accorded ‘The Armchair Pontificator‘ this dude is waggish, quick witted and just downright entertaining. Here’s to you my friend, you really are inspired!
And that’s it for this week friends, the amphitheatre doors will reopen again one week from today to induct yet more of our loyal followers to Special Agent status.
(Feel free to display the Special Agent award on your blogs, or not, I promise I won’t be upset if you don’t, or send Eldritch, the Precinct’s creepy Crow around for a visit!)