The Temple of Light

[justabrick]

The Temple of Light (very, very open)

OOC- If you'd like to join this RP, please write yourself in as any color- they're all open as of now, including The Light.

Update- I've written two characters in- Olive and Peach, who are Green and Orange, as you may have guessed. If you'd like to play them, jump right in. As they're both 'secondary colors', they can be partners...
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The Outsider's Guide and Glossary to the Temple of Light​

The Temple of Light is a recently established religious (many say cult) center, based in San Francisco, California. The center itself is a colorful old Victorian mansion, three stories high, on a tall hill. The religion housed therein (known to practitioners simply as "The Light", sometimes known to others as The Cult of Colors) has been the center of much controversy, for its practices of division and control of its members. Members are divided into Colors (some experts describe these as castes, though members of the religion will deny that label, explaining that one member is just as important as another), and based on these Colors, their habits are strictly controlled, from diet to social and sexual activity. Except for Violets, members are given a synonym of their color as a name.​

The Colors ​

The Temple of Light has come under much criticism for its use of color to divide its members. Color serves not only to determine the role of each member, but the members they are allowed intimate relations with (primary colors- Blue, Yellow and Red- only being allowed to socialize with primary colors, and secondary colors- Violet, Orange and Green- only with secondary colors), as well as the color of the food they prepare for the communal dinners in the Temple.

Because of its focus on colors and the rainbow, the Temple has come under criticism from conservative Christian groups as a gay cult, which its members deny, saying that they welcome sexual identities of all kinds, but that the group itself isn't a homosexual group. The Temple has also come under fire from racial minority advocacy groups as a white supremecist group, because of its imagery of Blacks as outcasts, and The Light, or white, at the top, but Temple members are quick to point out that members of every racial group are a part of the Temple, at every color level.

Violet- Uninitiated members of the general public are said to be 'violet'. In this way, everyone has a place in the religion, according to its leaders. Violets are targeted by the religion (see Yellow) and invited to special "Color Dinners", where they are literally seduced into the folds of the temple. (See Blue Dinners) Before their conversion to Blue, members of the Temple are forbidden to have relationships with Violets.

Blue- Once initiated at a Blue Dinner, a Violet becomes a Blue, upon sitting down to eat, and drinking the special aphrodisiac Blue Tea they are served. Blues are then taken to bed with the Yellow who first recruited them. Blues undergo a period (between a week and a month) of education and indoctrination about the religion.

Green- Once an Orange has decided it is time, a Blue becomes a Green, and enters a period of heavier indoctrination, as well as service to the Temple, performing various duties in its service. Greens bond sexually as well as spiritually with their Orange mentor.

Yellow- Yellows serve to recruit Violets into the Temple, by inviting them to a Blue Dinner, and work with the Blues to educate them as to the ways of the Temple. Because they are both primary colors, Yellows are allowed to seduce Blues, but not Violets. Typical targets for recruitment include new immigrants, and young members of society- people for whom a free meal and roof would be a great benefit.

Orange- Oranges serve as religious teachers within the temple. They work (and are encouraged to have intimate relations) with the Greens under their tutelage.

Red- Reds are the highest level of advancement for members of the temple. There are only a handful of Reds, and they serve as administrators of the Temple. They take orders only from "The Light".

"The Light"- The Light, as he is known to Temple members, is the religious leader of The Temple of the Light. Unlike the other colors, The Light is unrestricted as far as social and sexual partners, as He (or She- it is unknown to all but the Reds what the true identity of The Light is) is said to be composed of all colors. The Light, both as an individual and as a concept, is the focus of the lives of the Temple members.

Black- Violets who reject the teachings of the Temple, as well as those members of the Temple who lose faith in its leaders, and leave, are said to be Black. They are shunned and sometimes threatened.

Current Membership​

The following are known current members of the Temple of The Light:

Blue

Madeline (aka elayne)

Yellow

Canary - (aka justabrick)

 

[justabrick]

"Canary", age 23
Brown hair, Green eyes
5 ft. 7
Well-built, somewhat muscular

(Please write in first person!)
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IC:

I was going to the bank to check on the Temple's funds when I spotted her- a pretty, young French woman, waiting patiently in line. I waited casually for a minute or two before striking up a conversation, and learned that she was a recent immigrant, who had come to the US to escape a bad relationship, both with a boyfriend and her parents. She was left without much money, and was there to transfer what she had into an American account. She was just the kind of person the Temple helps out- I came from a similar background, though I'm from Ohio- so I asked if she'd be interested in dinner at my place. She smiled and accepted my offer, and we flirted a bit as we waited there in line. I dared not touch her- I knew that was forbidden; I could not wait to bring her back to the Temple.

 

[Elayne]

Madeline, Violet (for now).
5'10", 135 lbs.

I was waiting in the line of the First Bank of San Francisco, my hands folded at my waist demurely. The lines for the banks here were much longer than I was used to, and the people much less friendly then they were back home in Bordeaux.

A man behind me began to strike up a casual conversation with me as we both waited in line. He was a little bit shorter than I was, but still well built and rather handsome. So I chatted with him, forming my words rather carefully, letting only a hint of my accent through, all my classes in english paying off.

As the line moved, I walked up to the teller to open my new American bank account, depositing the draft of the meager funds I'd saved and brought with me to America. On the way out, the man who'd been speaking to me in line suddenly approached me, inviting me out to dinner.

I paused for a moment, unsure whether or not to accept his offer. But, he seemed like a pleasant enough fellow, and dinner would also be nice. After a moment, I nodded, my dark blue eyes sparkling as I adjusted the blonde hair back from my heart shaped faced. "But of course," I agreed, "I'd be glad to join you for dinner."

 

[justabrick]

As I walked with Madeline (I soon learned that was her name), I found myself more and more attracted to her- her accent, her figure, her scent, everything about her was alluring. Still, I tried my best to keep away- the elders in the Temple would be horrified to have us show up arm-in-arm! Finally, we made it to the top of the hill, and I showed Madeline in, and introduced her to my fellow Colors. I could tell by the look in her eyes she was intrigued by our colorful quarters, but she was polite, and didn't seem at all put off. One of the monks, Peach, offered her some of our Blue Tea, and we sat on a large couch in our living room.

 

[Elayne]

I walked with the fellow, who called himself by the playful name of Canary. I was a bit surprised, wondering if he was teasing me, but he assured me it was something of a nickname. I thought it was a little bit odd that he was named after a bird, but I smiled politely and didn't push the issue.

Soon, we reached the large Victorian manor that Canary called home. It loomed over us till I had to crane my neck to see the gabled upper floors. I felt my eyebrows shooting up, surprised that Canary could afford such a place.

It turned out that he couldn't, or at least, not by himself. As he led me inside the manor, I was greeted by several other people, all of whom seemed polite and curious about my life back in France. Despite the austere Victorian exterior, the house was brightly painted on the inside, with a number of halls lavishly painted in bold colours.

Soon, Canary invited me into the living room of the manor. I briefly nervously slid my hands into the pockets of my form fitting jeans, a little bit over awed by the surroundings, then quickly pulled my hands back out, tugging the sleeves of my dark grey sweater reflexively. The couches looked quite comfortable and I took a seat on one of them. It was a large, dark leather couch that I nearly sank into.

One of the other people, also oddly named after a fruit, brought in a silver tray with a tea pot and one cup on it, before turning and slipping out.

I looked over the cup quizzically. "None for you?" I asked Canary politely, a light brush of my accent on the way I fitted the words together. Canary smiled and shrugged. "I had some already," he commented a bit vaguely and a moment later, Peach returned with another tea set, this one apparently for Canary and Peach.

I was a little bit discomfitted by that as we each poured ourselves a cup of tea. I added in sugar and milk to my cup, stirring it, then picking up the cup by the delicate handle and pursing my lips to lightly blow on it.

"What kind of tea is this?" I asked, not really recognizing the scent of it.

"Blue tea," Canary replied. "It's herbal," Peach added.

With a small shrug, I decided a sip couldn't hurt. I raised the cup to my lips, taking a sip of the oddly flavored blue tea.

 

[justabrick]

From the look on Madeline's face, I could tell she was becoming curious about my friends and I, and the tea we were offering. After jovially explaining that the blue color and unique flavor come from exotic spices, I explained a basic amount about the Temple. I reassured her that, while it might look a little strange, we're a friendly, trustworthy bunch. We try our best to keep the place that way- warm and friendly- and after my brief explanation, she was much more relaxed. I made no mention, of course, of my intention to involve her in our way of life.

Without noticing it, we were sitting much closer to each other than before, and I could smell the sweet mixture of the blue tea and Madeline's perfume. I was lost in our conversation when Olive entered, letting us know that dinner was served. I helped Madeline up from the couch, and we made our way to the dining room. There before us was the long dining table, filled with dishes of every hue, each made by a member of the Temple of the corresponding color. The Temple members were just as colorful, each dressed in various clothing of their shade, a rainbow of friendly faces. I saw a look of slight puzzlement on Madeline's face as she sat, but she seemed reassured when I smiled back. Sitting down after her, I offered her some more drink, telling her we had more tea, blueberry juice, or a special wine.

 

[Elayne]

I finished the cup of tea, which was flavourful with a bit of a tang. Canary explained that it was because they used spices brewing it. I supposed that would explain it.

I was a little bit put off balance when Canary began to explain that the manor was actually owned by a Temple, which he called the Temple of Light. They seemed nice enough, if in a sort of off beat, new agey way.

We chatted for some time, till another member of the temple entered and announced that dinner was ready. Canary offered me his hand, helping me up from the couch and leading me into the long dining hall.

The table was heavily laden with food; I was surprised and a bit amused to note that they had used food colouring to paint the food as brightly as they had painted the manor and match the clothes they wore.

Canary pulled back a chair from the table and I slipped down into it, smoothing my jeans over my rear as I sat. I was used to wearing skirts to dinners with a formal feeling like this. Canary smiled as he took a seat beside me, offering me a variety of drinks.

"The wine please," I requested with a smile and Canary poured me a glass. It had an odd blue tint to it. He poured himself what looked like apple juice.

I raised my eyebrow as I sipped the wine, wondering if there was some special significance to the fact that all the food they were offering me seemed to be blue.

 

[justabrick]

As Madeline walked, I couldn't help but notice her figure through her sweater and tight jeans- I wasn't sure whether she was affected yet by the aphrodisiacs we put in our blue tea, but I was definitely feeling an attraction to her. I realized I was telling Madeline a bit too much about the Temple, and I thought it might be a little too early for that, so I gradually changed the topic of discussion, and soon we were talking about her- where she was from, her reason for leaving, and small things, like her hobbies. As she spoke, I became more and more attracted to her, and I think it showed.

 

[Elayne]

I sipped my wine as I continued to chat with Canary. He deflected my question about whether there was any significance to the fact that all the food being offered to me was blue. Fortunately, everything was fairly tasty, despite the odd colour.

As we talked, Canary began to show increasing interest in me, asking about my past, my hobbies, what brought me to San Fransico. We talked casually as I sipped my glass of wine and picked at a salad.

During the course of the meal, my sweater seemed to get warmer and warmer, while my arms seemed to feel oddly clammy beneath. I felt flushed, but I hadn't thought I'd had that much to drink.

Canary made some joking comment and I giggled slightly and then gave a small flush. I couldn't help but feel the prickling in my skin and was grateful I was wearing a sweater that would conceal some of the obvious signs of my increasing discomfiture. My thighs began to feel warmer and warmer, till I couldn't help but fight to keep from squirming in my chair.

Suddenly, I noticed Canary's eyes roaming over me. I realized that I hadn't completely concealed how suddenly, unexpectedly aroused I was. I hadn't been with a man since I'd left my ex-boyfriend to come to this country. I gave another blush as I realized he was probably aware of how heated I was feeling.

 

[justabrick]

Slowly, I became aware of signs that Madeline was aroused- she became blushed, and couldn't seem to sit still as we talked. Noticing her arousal made me more excited, as well. Before long, dinner was over, and my friends left for the living room, to participate in our usual after-dinner games. Feeling like the appropriate time for some alone time with Madeline, I told her I'd love to hear more about her family and travels, and suggested that my room might be a more quiet, private place to talk. I truly did want to know more about her, but inside, I think we both knew what we wanted.

 

[Elayne]

After a while, the people at the table began to filter out, leaving the dining room. It wasn't long before I was virtually alone with Canary. He looked around the room and then smiled, suggesting that we head somewhere more private to continue our discussion.

I wasn't naive. I realized that his invitation to head elsewhere was a proposition and that he hoped for something more intimate. Even though it went against what my normal practice, the heat I felt deep inside of me was too much to be denied. I found myself agreeing and offering my hand. He took my hand in his and helped me up, leading me towards one of the yellow trimmed hallways. His room was about halfway down the hall.

He opened the door and made a polite gesture for me to enter, like a chauffeur holding up a car door. I brushed past him, entering his room.

 

[justabrick]

As Madeline passed, I caught another whiff of her alluring perfume, and my excitement peaked once again. We chatted for a minute or two before I found myself concentrating less on our conversation, and more on Madeline's beauty. "Madeline," I said, during a pause in our talk, "I just feel like I have to say, I find you extremely attractive. I don't know what it is about you- it's everything. Since the minute I saw you at the bank this afternoon, I've just wanted to..." I paused. Then I did what I'd been thinking about since the bank. Slowly, deliberately, I leaned in, resting a hand on Madeline's thigh, and kissed her lips, which were moist and sweet. My heart raced, hoping Madeline was OK with this, or perhaps wanting it. I sat back again slowly, waiting for a reaction.

 

[Elayne]

We chatted for a few minutes, in his room. I was so distracted and bothered that I could barely concentrate on what Canary was saying, instead looking around the room rather owlishly.

Finally, Canary leaned in, placing a hand on the curve of my outer thigh, leaning in and placing a kiss on my lips. After a moment he drew away, inquisitively waiting for me to make the next move.

After a brief pause, I decided that the kiss was just too much and I was too in the moment to stop now. I reached across, cupping the back of his head and his hair, bending slightly as I leaned in, locking my gaze on his and closing till we could taste each other's breath. I held there for a moment, then let my lips lightly brush his in a soft kiss.

As we kissed, I pulled Canary a step closer to me, till we brushed against each other, almost an embrace...

 

[justabrick]

I was looking for permission- what I got was more than that- encouragement. After the adrenaline rush of our first kiss, every sensation was heightened- Madeline's soft hand on my hair, her warm, moist breath on my lips, then those sweet lips again, brushing tenderly against mine. I hardly noticed our bodies drawing nearer to each other, but my heart leaped to feel her chest lightly touch mine. I leaned forward for another kiss, this time staying, parting my lips more, sharing our breath. My hand rested on her tummy, then made its way toward her breast, massaging it gently. Slowly, I walked Madeline back towards my bed, taking her by the waist and guiding her gently down to the soft sheets.

 

[Elayne]

Canary leaned in to share an even deeper kiss, his mouth parting slightly. I could feel the tip of his tongue briefly on my own lips as we kissed. His hands rested on the curve of my waist, then slowly slid up to cup my left breast. I gave a small moan in response.

He pressed forward, gingerly walking me backwards, until I could feel a bump at the back of my knees. I gave a little shudder; for some reason I felt dizzy and light headed. I realized the object I'd run into was the lip of a bed. Canary continued forward, laying me out onto his bed. I squirmed backwards slightly as he moved over top of me.

Soon, my head was resting on his pillow as he continued to kiss me, deeply. I found my own tongue sliding out and twining with his, closing my eyes as we passionately twined around each other. His weight was pressing down on me as his hands slipped under the hem of my sweater, running over my bared skin as he continued to fondle me.

 

[justabrick]

I was pleasantly surprised to find out that below Madeline's sweater was only skin. My hands slid up her slender body, making contact with her breasts, which I massaged. When I was ready, I began undressing her, first sliding her sweater from her body. I paused, leaning back to admire Madeline's bare upper body. Then I leaned in, taking her nipple in my mouth, and reaching down to her jeans. I cupped the crotch of her pants in my hands and rubbed, leading her to press herself into my hand, and breathe deeply with the feeling. When I felt it was time, I undid Madeline's pants, sliding them from her body and placing them on the floor. I began kissing her legs when I realized I was still fully clothed, so I removed my yellow shirt, one button at a time. Then I leaned back over her body, letting our chests touch as they had before, only this time with nothing in between. Again, my hand found Madeline's crotch, which this time was covered by her moist panties, which I removed, placing them next to her pants. My own pants followed, then my underwear, and finally we were ready. Slowly, carefully, I inserted myself into Madeline, giving only a gentle pressure, waiting for an indication of the style she was used to.

 

[Elayne]

I gave a low, slightly muffled moan as Canary tugged off my grey sweater, shifting my arms and sitting up slightly to let him slip it off. I felt flushed as my pert breasts bounced free -- I hadn't worn a bra to the bank. Canary seemed happy enough, beginning to knead my breasts and press his lips to my nipple.

I gave another low cry as I laid back on his pillow. Soon, his hand was rubbing over the join between my legs. I writhed underneath his touch, lifting my hips to meet his hand. I closed my eyes as he continued to grind his palm against me. As I lifted my hips, he began to tug off my jeans, then my thong.

Finally, I felt the tip of his manhood against my sex. He gently slid into me. I raised my hips to meet his, sliding my legs open and pressing my feet against the backs of his calves. Normally, I was slow and passionate in bed, sensual and seductive. Tonight, I was on fire, still feeling dizzy even laying down.

I lifted my hips underneath him, rolling them up and down. I lifted my arms over my head, my thick blonde hair pooling over my wrists as he began to move faster in time with me. As I lifted my hips, he slid a pillow underneath my behind, forcing me to lift my bottom and spread my legs even farther for him.

I gave a small whimper of delight, then a louder one, slowly increasing to a yelp and then a shriek of delight as he rode me quick and hard, my breasts bouncing against his chest as we coupled.

 

[justabrick]

Madeline gave me a feeling of total control over her, which I enjoyed greatly. Her golden blonde hair covered my pillow, and her arms rested loosely above her head. I thrusted my hard erection into her moist pussy, slowly at first, then growing with intensity when I knew she wanted it. Her utterances grew louder and louder, until she was crying out in French, some phrases I knew and some I'd never heard in school. I came hard, shooting my milky seed into her, my knees collapsing under me. Then she came, her young pussy contracting several times around my cock, her head arching back into the pillows. After a moment, I pulled out, but Madeline seemed ready for more, still writhing on my pillow, her legs rubbing together, trying to satisfy her need. Realizing that the aphrodisiacs in our tea must have had a much stronger effect on her than usual, I began to kiss my way down Madeline's body, until my head rested between her thighs, sucking and licking at her beautiful young lips, and flicking at her engorged clit. Finally, she came in an earth-shattering orgasm, her hips pressing into my face, and those slender hands pawing at my back. When it had subsided, and all I could sense was deeply satisfied breathing, I returned to the pillow beside Madeline, kissing her on the cheek. Then I pulled the covers over us, and snuggled against her, and we closed our eyes. We had a big day ahead of us- Temple Sermon started at 10.

 

[Elayne]

I blinked in surprise as Canary stopped me from getting dressed. "What do you mean, I'm blue?" I asked in confusion. My English was excellent, but had I misunderstood him anyways?

I pulled my jeans on, fiddling with the button and then taking the blue buttoned shirt he offered me instead. Not wanting to argue the point, even though it seemed a bit silly, I blushingly pulled on the shirt, popping the buttons closed and then tucking the tails of the shirt in and shifting it slightly.

I wasn't fully reassured, wondering what the sermon had in store as Canary led me out of the room.

 

[justabrick]

Madeline looked wonderful in the thin cotton shirt I had given her, her nipples poking through without a bra to hide them. As we walked, I explained our philosophy of colors- how everyone outside the Temple was Violet, and how, now that Madeline had entered the Temple, she was a Blue. I explained the Blue Tea, and apologized if it seemed strange at the time. I didn't give away the secret ingredients- she would figure that part out eventually. I told her how when I saw her, all alone in the bank, I had a strong feeling she would find comfort and companionship here, as I had. I told her that, if she wanted it, we would provide a bed and food for her, and teach her some of our philosophy. After the sermon, I would show her around the grounds of the temple. As I gave this offer, we reached the large wooden doors of the sermon chamber.

 

[Elayne]

I listened with some shock as Canary explained to me that now that I'd had tea with him and slept with him, the Temple considered me a member. I hadn't exactly been looking to join a new religion after all.

Canary was comforting, even if I was a little bit disturbed by the whirlwind of events, explaining how he'd thought the Temple would provide room and board for me if I wanted, as they did for all members apparently.

Finally, we reached the wooden doors that led to the sermon hall. Canary led me inside. Most of the other people I'd met so briefly last night at tea and dinner were already there inside, and others whom I'd never seen before as well.

I wondered what the sermon from this odd temple would consist of.

 

[justabrick]

As we entered the hall, Madeline and I were greeted with the sight of a rainbow of color, each division of the Temple having its own place in the hall. I guided Madeline to her place among the Blues, whom I hoped would share with her their excitement about the Temple. I gave her a smile and a kiss, then went to sit with my fellow Yellows.

The sermon was just the kind I thought would be good for Madeline to hear- it was all about how, outside the Temple, people didn't have a clear place or role in society, and how the philosophy of the Temple provided safety and comfort for everyone, regardless of their place in it. Peach, who lead the sermon, explained how the Temple preached harmony, which lead us into the hymn section of the service. I was glad to look over and see Madeline singing with the other Blues, who helped her with the words of the songs. Finally, it was over, and it was time for the tour of the grounds that I had promised. I approached her smiling, waiting for her to finish her chat with her new Blue friends.

 

[Elayne]

I was surprised when Canary led me over to a mixed group of people, all wearing shades of blue like I was. There were men and women both in the mix, with moods ranging from slightly nervous (like mine), to rather enthuiastic. Canary left to sit amongst another mixed group of people dressed in yellow.

Peach, whom I had met briefly at the dinner last night, stood up at took a place at the head of the hall. Peach began to talk about the Temple and who it offered comfort and support and acceptance to all. For the most part, everything seemed fairly innocous and the people seemed safe enough.

Finally we reached a part of the sermon that I was more familiar with, singing hymns. The hymns were obviously quite different from the ones I'd grown up with, but they weren't too difficult and most were written along familiar rhythms.

At last, the sermon broke up, with the various groups dispersing. The smallest group, the reds, left rather quickly. But the oranges and the greens mixed in together, and soon Canary was joining the group of blues, along with other yellows.

I said some polite goodbyes to the other people in blue as Canary rejoined me. When our conversations had petered out, with most of the blues being led off by various yellows, Canary approached me, offering to take me on a tour of the grounds.

"Alright," I agreed amenably. "That was an... interesting...sermon," I offered politely as we left the hall.

 

[justabrick]

I smiled warmly as I approached Madeline, and she smiled back. I'm not sure what was going through her mind, but she seemed happy to see me again. As we left the sermon hall, I put a hand around her slender waist. As we found our way to the door, Peach found us, and asked if it was alright to join us on our walk of the temple grounds. Of course, we said, and we walked together, showing Madeline all the beautiful architecture of the temple, finally ending up in the garden, which was ablaze with color.

There, Peach stopped. He asked Madeline if I'd told her about our custom of naming people after their colors, and she nodded. Then, he asked if I'd told her how, now that she had gone through the ritual Blue Dinner, she was a blue, and she said I had. "Well," he continued, "It's also traditional to be given your first color name after your first sermon. I've been thinking about a name for you ever since dinner last night, and I think I've come up with a good one. How does Sapphire sound to you?"

 

[Elayne]

Canary put his arm around my waist and began to take me around the large manor. Rather quickly into the tour, we were joined by the sermon giver, Peach.

We walked about the house, with Canary and Peach both offering comments on the various sections of the house. Finally, we reached a garden that was vibrantly decorated with a mix of brightly coloured flowers.

As we stood in the garden, Peach explained the Temple's custom of naming members after their colour rank. I was a bit speechless, but nodded. It made sense; after all, every member I had met had a name that matched their colour rank.

Then Peach suggested that they begin calling me Sapphire. I was stunned; I really hadn't thought about joining this Temple, even though the people seemed mostly nice.

Canary smiled charmingly, explaining it as mostly a nick name and Peach agreed, asking if there was something else I'd prefer.

After a moment of internal debate, I gave a nervous smile, a bit weirded out as I finally agreed, "Alright, I guess Sapphire is fine. You can call me that, like a nickname."

Both Canary and Peach seemed delighted. Peach took his leave of us, and Canary said "Let me show you to the blue quarters. You can stay with us, if you like."