misrecalled_tdms | Missrecalled TDM 1

You 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....

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From:

mal_contented

Mal had spotted the new girl and had been heading over. She had learned to walk in her boots so that she could be near silent, or loud and threatening. But her natural gait was closer to the near silent side. She stopped short when the girl got knocked down. She smiled watching her laugh. "Guess they miss having the princesses around," she said with a grin. "Or maybe they just wanted to be the first to welcome you to Auradon."

The girl was in leather boots with fine chains along them, tight leather pants, and a leather jacket closed tight despite the warm day. All of her clothes were a mix of dark purple, bright green, and black. The green brought out her eyes and the purple complemented the dark rich purple of her hair.

From:

cureofmanyworlds

Nozomi looked up at Mal, blinking at the girl who approached her. With those boots, how did she not hear her? Wow, she was good.

Also, very pretty despite the colors, but enough about that.

"I guess they did... though, I'm no princess. Tried to be once, but that didn't work out." she said. Compared to Mal, Nozomi's drab Voidtrecker Express purple hoodie, khaki pants and boots was just so BLAND.

"My name's Nozomi. Nozomi Yumehara."

From:

mal_contented

"I'm Mal. Nice taste in hoodies," she said, even if it was a bit... frumpy and plain for Mal's taste. It was just nice to not be the only one in purple here.

"Tried to be a princess but it didn't work out? Sounds like a story there..."

From:

cureofmanyworlds

Nozomi chuckled a bit at the talk of the hoodies. "It's not the best, but what can I say? I'm usually in pink, though - the place I came from preferred teams like purple."

She blinked a bit hearing the bit of the story. "You wanna hear it? I'd say it's really farfetched, but this place... it's like a storybook..."

From:

mal_contented

"Several story books, and I assure you there is enough pink here to drown in," she said dryly. "But sure, let's hear it."

From:

cureofmanyworlds

"Then, you might want to watch out with what I can do." Nozomi said. "Plenty of pink."

And Nozomi tells Mal of her time in Equestria, that wonderful land of magical ponies and friendship is magic. How she learned of how one of that world's number had become an alicorn - the equivalent of a princess and decided to try and do that herself, only to realize trying to gun for such a high goal was self-destructing and stopping, realizing her own self-worth.

From:

mal_contented

Ugh. Why so much pink? She loved being in Auradon, but she was so ready to be done with pink as a whole.

"Someone... taught you that having goals was... bad for you...?"

What?

From:

cureofmanyworlds

"Well, it's not that just... I felt bad. Helpless. The world there was under a massive threat and... I wanted power. I wanted to feel useful. I thought being a princess and everything it entailed meant that I could be useful to everyone..." Nozomi admitted, looking away. "But, all it did was make me irritable and too power hungry. I hate that feeling even now."

From:

mal_contented

"Oh. Well... generally the time to gain power is before a crisis, not during it."

From:

cureofmanyworlds

"Ha. I know that now." She held out her hand. "Can you help me up?"

From:

mal_contented

She nodded and waved a hand to shoo the animals, then offered that hand out. "C'mon, let's get you out of the feathered and furred."

From:

cureofmanyworlds

"They're adorable, but I like the presence of human people." Nozomi'll happily take Mal's hand and get back on her feet. The hold on her hand is gentle and friendly, the flow of various energies - digital, magical, void - all shifting to reassure Mal that the girl before her is a friend.

From:

mal_contented

Mel felt that shifting and quickly pulled her hand away before the spell could root too deeply. Her eyes went wide as she rubbed the palm of her fingerless glove against her pant leg. "What kind of spell was that?" she asked, snapping to hide how shaken she was, to hide that shew as fighting herself to snap at someone who was clearly her friend.

From:

cureofmanyworlds

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Nozomi said. "I must have..." she flexed her hand as she realized. "I must not be settled in. I'm a clone. A clone that's been to numerous worlds. I'm digital energy, friendship magic and... I'm guessing void energies. I'm a mess, honestly. I mean no harm, honest - it's harmless! Especially the friendship magic!"

She smiled and held out her hand again. "I know you have no reason to trust me, but I want to show that you can."

From:

mal_contented

"Friendship.... magic..." Male said, as if the words were the most sour lemons ever. And she wanted them out of her mouth.

Friendship... magic. Ugh. Even two years in Auradon did not prepare her for how much that made her want to toss her cookies.

From:

cureofmanyworlds

Nozomi laughed at the response. Oh, no, she shouldn't, but she knows how sill it is.

"Look, I spent two years as a pony that used that magic - you're not the only one who thinks the whole thing is silly!" she reassured. "I think I can repress it if it makes you feel better. I don't want to hurt anyone with it. Or it's silliness."

From:

mal_contented

"Oh. I have no problem with magic in general... but yeah, turn off the friendship magic stuff. This is Auradon, the one place in all the worlds there is absolutely no way you'll need it." And the idea was still horrifying.

From:

cureofmanyworlds

Nozomi nodded and closed her eyes. There was a pink light (again with the pink!) that quickly faded as the magic was sealed away. She opened her eyes and a softer smile crossed her lips.

"There. It's sealed. I..." she stumbled a bit at that. "...ooh, I think I went too far..."

From:

mal_contented

She reached out to catch her, making sure not to touch skin to skin. "You okay?"

From:

cureofmanyworlds

"Yeah... yeah, I'm fine." Nozomi said. "I... I think I locked away all of that power... I never tried doing that before and..."

There's a small sigh. "Never thought I'd be more or less normal... except for my gear..."

From:

mal_contented

"Normal's boring, we'll find ways to help you shine, don't worry. This place just... does that." She let go of her.

From:

cureofmanyworlds

"Heh, thanks...! So... where can I get something better to wear?"

From:

mal_contented

"Follow me, I'm sure we can find something." And if not there was always magic. But she had promised Ben and Sylvando that she'd at least try mundane methods first. No matter how goof it felt to have her spellbook back.

From:

cureofmanyworlds

"Lead the way!" Honestly, Nozomi liked this - oh, sure it's another world, but she's not held back by a train and being yanked around to place to place by it. It felt... nice.

From:

mal_contented

Mal led the way into the crenelated school building and up the stairs to the dorms. "Let me guess, you want something pink?" she asked with dry amusement over her shoulder.