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misrecalled_tdmsYou aren't sure how you landed here, or even where here is. But here you are. Some new place. Or maybe... maybe it is familiar. Maybe not. So... where are you?
AURADON
Welcome to Auradon! You have woken up in the perfectly manicured grass before a large castle. You're not the only one! if you follow the path to the Castle you'll discover it is the dorm for a large school attached at the back. Everything is amazing and elegant. There is a wing of rooms that are meant for girls, which are generally full of pink and white and sparkles and lace and frills. Very few of the doors are locked, but a lot of them are filled with personal belongings, like these were someone's rooms.
The rooms meant for boys are much the same, though they are more blue and green and flannel. But again, most of the doors are unlocked, even though the rooms look lived in.
On both sides, the rooms each have two beds, and two of everything.
The grounds themselves are well kept and neat with flowers and bushes and lots of places for sitting on the grass to enjoy the sun or share a picnic.
What is missing - in the dorms, on the grounds, in the perfectly clean classrooms are... people. The only people around are those who seem like you, newly arrived and confused.
And then, rushing right at you, are animals. Birds and rabbits and stray cats and dogs!
The Isle
You are in a graveyard. an old poorly cared for graveyard littered with trash. Old crushed cups and molded fruit cores. The whole place had an air of neglects with weeds springing up around what at first seemed to be tomb stones...
But a closer look might make one question them. For these were not tomb stones at all. There were no graves and what was carved into them wasn't names of the dearly departed, but rather sayings exulting evil. Celebrating it. These my dears, were doom stones.
But if the graveyard wasn't a graveyard, then what was the mausoleum that lorded over it all? Going inside would reveal it to be one of the most depressing suffocating horror houses of all - a high school. A poorly kept high school with drafty classrooms, a basement that stunk of mold and chemicals, and trash and graffiti everywhere. Many lockers are dented from the inside out, like something had been trying to escape. But it was eerily quiet now.
Some doors are locked. Most are not. But everything is just in a state of disrepair. One door has a giant spider guarding it, but everything else seems... deserted. Like this school had been abandoned long ago. With even the lights flickering, the whole thing feels almost haunted.
But if you try to use any magic or powers to light the way you might just find the scariest thing of all...
NO MAGIC WORKS HERE!
Welcome to the Isle of the Lost, explore if you dare....
And welcome to MissRecalled! A Descendants based panfandom jamjar game! TDM cannot be used as game canon, but we hope you enjoy the TDM all the same. Please feel free to check out our rules and FAQ pages, and drop us an app!
Welcome to Auradon! You have woken up in the perfectly manicured grass before a large castle. You're not the only one! if you follow the path to the Castle you'll discover it is the dorm for a large school attached at the back. Everything is amazing and elegant. There is a wing of rooms that are meant for girls, which are generally full of pink and white and sparkles and lace and frills. Very few of the doors are locked, but a lot of them are filled with personal belongings, like these were someone's rooms.
The rooms meant for boys are much the same, though they are more blue and green and flannel. But again, most of the doors are unlocked, even though the rooms look lived in.
On both sides, the rooms each have two beds, and two of everything.
The grounds themselves are well kept and neat with flowers and bushes and lots of places for sitting on the grass to enjoy the sun or share a picnic.
What is missing - in the dorms, on the grounds, in the perfectly clean classrooms are... people. The only people around are those who seem like you, newly arrived and confused.
And then, rushing right at you, are animals. Birds and rabbits and stray cats and dogs!
You are in a graveyard. an old poorly cared for graveyard littered with trash. Old crushed cups and molded fruit cores. The whole place had an air of neglects with weeds springing up around what at first seemed to be tomb stones...
But a closer look might make one question them. For these were not tomb stones at all. There were no graves and what was carved into them wasn't names of the dearly departed, but rather sayings exulting evil. Celebrating it. These my dears, were doom stones.
But if the graveyard wasn't a graveyard, then what was the mausoleum that lorded over it all? Going inside would reveal it to be one of the most depressing suffocating horror houses of all - a high school. A poorly kept high school with drafty classrooms, a basement that stunk of mold and chemicals, and trash and graffiti everywhere. Many lockers are dented from the inside out, like something had been trying to escape. But it was eerily quiet now.
Some doors are locked. Most are not. But everything is just in a state of disrepair. One door has a giant spider guarding it, but everything else seems... deserted. Like this school had been abandoned long ago. With even the lights flickering, the whole thing feels almost haunted.
But if you try to use any magic or powers to light the way you might just find the scariest thing of all...
NO MAGIC WORKS HERE!
Welcome to the Isle of the Lost, explore if you dare....
And welcome to MissRecalled! A Descendants based panfandom jamjar game! TDM cannot be used as game canon, but we hope you enjoy the TDM all the same. Please feel free to check out our rules and FAQ pages, and drop us an app!
Xion | Kingdom Hearts | CRAU
Date: 25 Oct 2022 01:59 (UTC)A slim dark figure was sliding through the shadows behind the doomstones and in the lee of the building, trying to avoid being seen. She was terrified, somewhere new. Again. Alone. Where was Axel? Where was Roxas? Why did this keep happening? Where were her friends? She found it easier to hide here than it had been on the Train, but part of that was that there were so few people here...
Cadeyrn is Not The Friendliest, so let me know if he steps out of line.
Date: 26 Oct 2022 04:01 (UTC)"Hey, you," he calls out to their attention as he leans his head slightly to the side. "You're not going in?" A single brow rises, midnight over silver eyes, glimmering like coins in water. "It's not great, but it'll keep us sheltered, if nothing else." There's something about their movement that Cadeyrn can't pinpoint right away, so an answer out of them might help him figure out what kind of person he has to deal with.
Re: Cadeyrn is Not The Friendliest, so let me know if he steps out of line.
Date: 26 Oct 2022 04:13 (UTC)no subject
Date: 26 Oct 2022 15:17 (UTC)No matter. A single eyebrow raised and Cadeyrn has to stifle the huff in his lungs. They seem to be skittish at best, and the mage doesn't have the time to pamper and coddle anyone.
"The door is open. I'm cleaning the lounge at the end of the right hallway, if you want a spot that's clean." It is... the best he can offer. He's not about to pat down someone's nerves until they become useful; that's something they'll have to do on their own, and there's too much to do to give each person enough attention. Oh, but maybe a nudge?
"No strings attached. I'll even leave you be." There's a shift in his stance as he prepares to leave. "Come in when you're ready." And that's that. His steps are sharp, tapping on his way as he throws the mausoleum door open, and leaves it to close behind himself.
no subject
Date: 27 Oct 2022 06:04 (UTC)Skipping a day or two
Date: 31 Oct 2022 02:56 (UTC)A new classroom, a new attempt at finding anything that may be of use. He checks through it first before he enters, door pushed wide as his eyes dart along the darkness, and he raises a hand to flick the light switch. It sputters and gasps out its low hum of electicity, the neon lights overhead flickering in over-tired drones of a sound. Eyes adjusting, Cadeyrn notices the trash that has been pushed in a corner, while the rest looks... bearable. He'll settle for bearable.
A small form at the edge might explain this-- hooded, cloaked, darkened. He's only met a handful of people so far, so it makes it easy to identify the figure.
"I'm glad you're inside." It's not much and they haven't come to join Cadeyrn's nook where at least the floors and the counters are clean. But at least they are not outside in the wind and the weather that seems to grow more and more chilly every time the soldier checks.
Purposefully, he strides up to the pile of things and cluster of items, leaves the door wide open behind himself. He holds some faint hope that the person won't take the easy exit he's given them, but it is faint. A glimmer, if that.
"You're at least out of the wind. I'd have hated to find you sick. What's your name?" He questions, but resolutely keeps his eyes on the trash that he is sorting; most of it broken glass and debris of plastic things no longer usable.
Re: Skipping a day or two
Date: 31 Oct 2022 15:54 (UTC)But her name...
"Xion..." she said in so quiet a whisper it was almost inaudible.
Re: Skipping a day or two
Date: 2 Nov 2022 00:23 (UTC)"I didn't catch all that. I heard 'ion'. Shion?" Eyes on the trash. No matter how repulsive. He pauses for another moment, hoping they would repeat the name. He thinks they're a girl? The voice sounded high-pitched, but it could be nerves.
Re: Skipping a day or two
Date: 2 Nov 2022 10:19 (UTC)