All hail The Chemist!
Hello human looking at this page. Black Phillip here. Once more, I am taking control of my human vessel's hands, to write some informative words for you to read. This blog post concerns a member of the Room Spell team, who has until now been kept a secret!
I am an ideas creature - I think of unusual things and I make them real. But that transformation is in a general sense; I have help along the way. It is impossible for me to do all of the required Room Spell work on my own, as there are some things which I am simply not very good at, so occasionally I need different entities to assist me. My primary objectives as the figurehead of Room Spell are to dream up the original ideas, be the face of the company, and sell the products at market events. But there are a few other interesting creatures involved in the world of Room Spell.
One of those personalities is a nameless entity known only as "The Chemist". Until now, it's existence has been solely based in the loft laboratory. The Chemist is the practical ying, to my dreamy yang. It oversees all of the practical applications in the physical task of making candles, such as chemical mixing, the use of colourants and wax tempering, to ensure that my scent profiles are accurate, high quality, super strong and above all, totally safe and toxin free. I give The Chemist an idea for a scent profile, and it uses it's knowledge of chemical mixing to create the scent profile. We very much enjoy disrupting perceptions with our bizarre olfactory creations, but we absolutely do not want to poison our customers! The Chemist uses it's keen eyes and vast wealth of knowledge, to make sure that high standards are kept in the candle making process, and that toxins are completely eliminated from the creation process.
Not a lot is known about The Chemist. It definitely possesses some human traits, as human skin on it's neck is visible and it's short, cropped hair is also visible. It cuts a human shape and is bi-pedal, much like myself. But exactly how much human is in it's mix is not known. It has some interesting neck tattoos too, which show it to be a resilient creature. The nuclear blast tattoos upon it's neck give away it's role in Room Spell - chemistry is everything to this dire creature. It speaks in a very precise and clear voice, with a friendly Yorkshire accent. It moves around with the grace of a professional ballet dancer. It does not make any unnecessary movements, and only stands up when it is speaking.
The Chemist sports a custom-made lab coat, with a grey Room Spell arm band on it's right arm. The grey arm band on it's arm is an essential part of the Room Spell ensemble; anyone selling our products must wear one. It is a form of identification and a status symbol, denoting the wearer as a gatekeeper to a world of olfactory wonders. The Chemist wears Dr Marten's boots, pinstripe black trousers, with a smart shirt, which is often darker in colour to my own style of shirt. It also wears a tie instead of a bow tie; it believes that the bow tie should only be worn by yours truly! The Chemist is photosensitive, so it wears either goggles that have special lenses in, or a full gas mask ensemble. When it has it's goggles on, it wears a respirator to purify it's air, but it has also been known to occasionally wear a simple black surgical mask, when it feels that the air quality is sufficient. The Chemist is obsessed with purity, and that includes the purity of the air it breathes. Much like me, The Chemist does not like to touch things, so it uses large black lab gloves, to give protection to it's hands.
After a trial run of The Chemist taking the helm at a market event, it has been decided that The Chemist will step in at all future market events, which are longer than one day. It is difficult for my vessel to channel me for more than one day - I am a demanding entity! I cause muscle stress, bone pain, extreme sweating which leads to severe dehydration, and I also increase my vessel's appetite by 85 percent. Channelling me for 2 or 3 days is simply not sustainable if I want my vessel to remain alive, which I absolutely do, as I have only just got started with my disruption of the scented candle world!
So if we have a table at a two or three day event, head on down to our stall to meet The Chemist!
This is Black Phillip signing off and returning control to my human host.
I am an ideas creature - I think of unusual things and I make them real. But that transformation is in a general sense; I have help along the way. It is impossible for me to do all of the required Room Spell work on my own, as there are some things which I am simply not very good at, so occasionally I need different entities to assist me. My primary objectives as the figurehead of Room Spell are to dream up the original ideas, be the face of the company, and sell the products at market events. But there are a few other interesting creatures involved in the world of Room Spell.
One of those personalities is a nameless entity known only as "The Chemist". Until now, it's existence has been solely based in the loft laboratory. The Chemist is the practical ying, to my dreamy yang. It oversees all of the practical applications in the physical task of making candles, such as chemical mixing, the use of colourants and wax tempering, to ensure that my scent profiles are accurate, high quality, super strong and above all, totally safe and toxin free. I give The Chemist an idea for a scent profile, and it uses it's knowledge of chemical mixing to create the scent profile. We very much enjoy disrupting perceptions with our bizarre olfactory creations, but we absolutely do not want to poison our customers! The Chemist uses it's keen eyes and vast wealth of knowledge, to make sure that high standards are kept in the candle making process, and that toxins are completely eliminated from the creation process.
Not a lot is known about The Chemist. It definitely possesses some human traits, as human skin on it's neck is visible and it's short, cropped hair is also visible. It cuts a human shape and is bi-pedal, much like myself. But exactly how much human is in it's mix is not known. It has some interesting neck tattoos too, which show it to be a resilient creature. The nuclear blast tattoos upon it's neck give away it's role in Room Spell - chemistry is everything to this dire creature. It speaks in a very precise and clear voice, with a friendly Yorkshire accent. It moves around with the grace of a professional ballet dancer. It does not make any unnecessary movements, and only stands up when it is speaking.
The Chemist sports a custom-made lab coat, with a grey Room Spell arm band on it's right arm. The grey arm band on it's arm is an essential part of the Room Spell ensemble; anyone selling our products must wear one. It is a form of identification and a status symbol, denoting the wearer as a gatekeeper to a world of olfactory wonders. The Chemist wears Dr Marten's boots, pinstripe black trousers, with a smart shirt, which is often darker in colour to my own style of shirt. It also wears a tie instead of a bow tie; it believes that the bow tie should only be worn by yours truly! The Chemist is photosensitive, so it wears either goggles that have special lenses in, or a full gas mask ensemble. When it has it's goggles on, it wears a respirator to purify it's air, but it has also been known to occasionally wear a simple black surgical mask, when it feels that the air quality is sufficient. The Chemist is obsessed with purity, and that includes the purity of the air it breathes. Much like me, The Chemist does not like to touch things, so it uses large black lab gloves, to give protection to it's hands.
After a trial run of The Chemist taking the helm at a market event, it has been decided that The Chemist will step in at all future market events, which are longer than one day. It is difficult for my vessel to channel me for more than one day - I am a demanding entity! I cause muscle stress, bone pain, extreme sweating which leads to severe dehydration, and I also increase my vessel's appetite by 85 percent. Channelling me for 2 or 3 days is simply not sustainable if I want my vessel to remain alive, which I absolutely do, as I have only just got started with my disruption of the scented candle world!
So if we have a table at a two or three day event, head on down to our stall to meet The Chemist!
This is Black Phillip signing off and returning control to my human host.