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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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Date: 30 Oct 2022 14:59 (UTC)
cureofmanyworlds: (Nozomi - proud)
From: [personal profile] 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.

Date: 30 Oct 2022 15:02 (UTC)
mal_contented: (Gimmie)
From: [personal profile] 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.

Date: 30 Oct 2022 15:06 (UTC)
cureofmanyworlds: (Nozomi - shocked)
From: [personal profile] 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."

Date: 30 Oct 2022 15:08 (UTC)
mal_contented: (angry distraught)
From: [personal profile] 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.

Date: 30 Oct 2022 15:11 (UTC)
cureofmanyworlds: (Default)
From: [personal profile] 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."

Date: 30 Oct 2022 15:13 (UTC)
mal_contented: (Um no.)
From: [personal profile] 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.

Date: 30 Oct 2022 15:16 (UTC)
cureofmanyworlds: (Nozomi - Huh?)
From: [personal profile] 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..."

Date: 31 Oct 2022 00:33 (UTC)
mal_contented: (angry distraught)
From: [personal profile] mal_contented
She reached out to catch her, making sure not to touch skin to skin. "You okay?"

Date: 31 Oct 2022 00:37 (UTC)
cureofmanyworlds: (Nozomi - shocked)
From: [personal profile] 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..."

Date: 31 Oct 2022 00:39 (UTC)
mal_contented: (profile grand smile)
From: [personal profile] 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.

Date: 31 Oct 2022 00:41 (UTC)
cureofmanyworlds: (Default)
From: [personal profile] cureofmanyworlds
"Heh, thanks...! So... where can I get something better to wear?"

Date: 31 Oct 2022 00:43 (UTC)
mal_contented: (Satisfied)
From: [personal profile] 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.

Date: 31 Oct 2022 00:51 (UTC)
cureofmanyworlds: (Default)
From: [personal profile] 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.

Date: 31 Oct 2022 15:35 (UTC)
mal_contented: (Smug and pleased)
From: [personal profile] 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.

Date: 31 Oct 2022 15:37 (UTC)
cureofmanyworlds: (Nozomi - proud)
From: [personal profile] cureofmanyworlds
"Not all pink." Nozomi said. "Just a shirt'll suffice. I dunno why, but... it fits."

Date: 31 Oct 2022 15:49 (UTC)
mal_contented: (Satisfied)
From: [personal profile] mal_contented
"Hm... I'll see what I can find. If Evie were here she could make you something from bedding linen and curtains and it would be finer than anything sold in a store. I don't have any pink in my closet, but I know that some of the teachers keep an emergency supply of clothes for if a student rips something or gets a stain in class. Going to check FG's supplies first, though she tends towards pale blues."

Date: 31 Oct 2022 15:52 (UTC)
cureofmanyworlds: (Nozomi - smile)
From: [personal profile] cureofmanyworlds
"Oh, that's fine - anything to get out of these clothes!"

Date: 31 Oct 2022 15:59 (UTC)
mal_contented: (Oh Was This Your Card?)
From: [personal profile] mal_contented
She nodded and opened a closet outside a teacher's office. Sure enough there were nice neat clothing in piles. She pulled out a plain pale blue skirt and a matching top with gauzy sleeves. She held them up to show the other girl how they looked.

"Should have realized," she murmured to herself seeing it together for the first time. This was almost exactly what Jane had been wearing when they first met. Apparently her mother had been picking out her clothes for her. Mal wasn't sure if that was sweet, or pitiful. thankfully Jane finally had a spine these days. She'd gotten more interesting as well.

Date: 31 Oct 2022 16:03 (UTC)
cureofmanyworlds: (Default)
From: [personal profile] cureofmanyworlds
Nozomi looked them over before nodding. "Those are perfect!" she said. "I'll make sure to return them once I get something of my own."

Date: 31 Oct 2022 16:06 (UTC)
mal_contented: (Smug and pleased)
From: [personal profile] mal_contented
"Sounds like a plan. This closet isn't locked so you can put them right back in once they're washed." Translation - wash them before returning.

Date: 31 Oct 2022 16:08 (UTC)
cureofmanyworlds: (Default)
From: [personal profile] cureofmanyworlds
"Oh, um, right!" Not that she hasn't washed clothes before, but they're so fancy!

"Got a place to change? We're both girls, but I doubt you'd want to see me."

Date: 2 Nov 2022 10:03 (UTC)
mal_contented: (THAT)
From: [personal profile] mal_contented
She pointed to a room across the hall. "Pamper room. Really just a fancy bathroom with seats at mirrors and way too many cushions," she said, wrinkling her nose.

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