RC-CAP-002
01/100
Same shape. Different mood. Reads like night, folds like paperwork.
Access is not guaranteed.
By entering you accept the Realm Certified terms. Whatever those are.
SHADOW REALM
REALM HQ · EST DAY 5
Realm HQ runs on nuttar water, dry humour and the last two brain cells in Bungonia. You're inside now. Wipe your feet.
Six-panel. Structured. Suspiciously clean. Field-tested at 3:17am somewhere near Crestwood.
The white cap is the one you wear when you don't feel like explaining yourself. Realm Certified stitched in gold. Nothing else. That's the point.
Physical kit is not on the counter yet. Membership clearance is live in the Shop.
Every unit numbered. Nothing restocked. If you see it, take it.
RC-CAP-002
01/100
Same shape. Different mood. Reads like night, folds like paperwork.
RC-BNE-001
02/100
Ribbed knit. Folded cuff. Warmth issued grudgingly.
RC-BAG-001
03/100
Cotton. Reinforced. Carries groceries, evidence, or nothing at all.
RC-ID-014
04/100
Wallet-sized. Numbered. Not legally binding. Almost.
Nobody planned the Realm. It happened between the servo and the second beer, and by the time anyone thought to stop it, we were already Certified. internal transmission · file RC-004
Adjective. Officially unofficial. Sanctioned by no one relevant. The highest possible rating.
Noun. The foundational day. Timeline uncertain. Witnesses unavailable. Ongoing regardless.
Noun. Where unsold stock, bad ideas, and abandoned drafts go to reflect. Occasionally exhumed.
Noun. Unofficial mascot. Unofficial reason for most incident reports. Loyal, mostly.
Names redacted where legally advisable. Photos taken without consent, apparently.

Runs on nuttar water and misplaced confidence. Currently hacked. Situation ongoing.

Hacked Max. Denies it. Denial itself considered evidence.

Conducts treasure hunts during unusual hours in the hopes to find a gift that may impress you.

How much more cooked could a cooked Cody look if a cooked Cody could look more cooked?

Speaks in short sentences. Every one of them ends up quoted.

Underground diamond driller. Although, diamonds are not his favourite rocks.

Hears what you say. Obeys only by choice. Struggles deeply with this one when law enforcement are involved.

The only Realm Certified Hot Mutt on Day 5. Everything after is downstream.

Refuses to explain the hat. Refuses to remove the hat. Enter incantation range at own risk.

He… he never leaves… That man. That man with the crooked eye… HE NEVER LEAVES ME ALONE!
Recorded on site. Nothing scripted. If you see yourself, sorry.
Clips loop until relieved of duty. Broadcasting on channel one for now, forever probably.
Every operative gets sorted. Some drift through the front gate. Others get filed under BONEYARD before their photo dries. Know your level before you try to buy the merch.
Wandered in off the street. Not registered. Not denied. Currently being observed via CAM 04. No merch access, no transmissions, no questions answered.
Filed for clearance. Sitting in the waiting room next to the fridge. Realm HQ is deciding whether you are Realm-adjacent or just lost. Reassessment permitted.
Realm-adjacent tendencies confirmed. Cleared for transmissions and outer Boneyard perimeter. Full field readiness not yet demonstrated. Do not attempt Bungonia solo.
Cleared for full Realm activity. Boneyard access granted. May carry the crest in public without further authorisation. First-line access to drops, transmissions, and the occasional Hot Mutt sighting.
Top classification. Registered under EST Day 5 protocol. Direct line to HQ. Priority merch, unreleased transmissions, and Crestwood weather updates whether you want them or not.
Assessment failed. Filed under CLASSIFICATION: RAW. Recommend loitering near Realm HQ transmissions until frequencies align. Reapply EST Day 6. Do not attempt to purchase merch under false pretences.
Not certified yet? Sit the Realm Certification Test →
Sixteen kilometres past the last legible sign. The road stops pretending to be a road. What locals call the Flats, HQ files under Zone 04. Nothing grows. Nothing leaves. The wind has an accent.
Operative logs place three transmissions here in the last twelve months. Two are unaccounted for. The third came back changed, refused to speak on record, and now runs the desk on Thursdays.
The full file is redacted in the usual places and legible in exactly one.
FILE STATUS · PARTIAL RECOVERY · CLEARANCE 03
READ FULL FILE →Realm HQ sends one transmission when a drop lands. No newsletters. No hustle. Just the door creaking open.
One transmission at a time. Unsubscribe when you find your way out.