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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!
Beetlejuice | Beetlejuice the Musical
Date: 25 Oct 2022 21:38 (UTC)Just ignore the stripy demon man digging through the trash like an overgrown racoon. He doesn't want to be here. He doesn't want to talk to--
Okay, that was a lie. He wants to talk to just about anyone, don't ignore him. In fact, he raises his head up every so often to see if anyone is looking his way, or at the banana peel hanging from his mouth.
If Cadeyrn is too much, let me know; I know he's not the friendliest .__.
Date: 26 Oct 2022 02:36 (UTC)"Have you found anything useful?" he asks carefully, not yet sure if he wants to bother with the strange scavenger. His own hunts have been rather frugal, seeing as... Cadeyrn has no way to wash his clothes yet. Or his hands. Or much of anything at all. "Pots, knives, any cutlery to cook with?"
He doesn't hold much faith, but at the very least, if anyone finds some of these, Cadeyrn can start... setting something up at least. He's not the least interested in the half-eaten, half-rotten food found around these parts. Give him anything-- anything at all that hasn't been contaminated by any number of diseases that seem prone to linger in this so-called 'school'.
Don't worry Beej is pretty much the worst, lol
Date: 26 Oct 2022 21:00 (UTC)The demon cracked his neck and shook himself off like a dog, before eating the peel in one gulp.
"Do I look like Julia Child?"
no subject
Date: 27 Oct 2022 16:20 (UTC)"Julia-- who's Julia Child?" he asks, a brow raising above his thundercloud eyes. He's never heard the name before. None of the notable historical figures that he knows, none of the ever-so-important ancestors- he's drawing a blank. And who would have a last name of "child?" that seems rather ridiculous.
no subject
Date: 27 Oct 2022 20:54 (UTC)no subject
Date: 28 Oct 2022 14:50 (UTC)"What's your name?" At the very least, something to identify him. It would work better than the moniker that is written all over him, diplomacy would start on an awkward foot if he were to call him Trash-Guy. No matter how the person behaves, Cadeyrn is at least willing to see how much cooperation he can wrestle from him.
They need hands. And if nothing else, the... unsavoury man doesn't seem to mind going through the trash. It would most definitely be useful here, if Cadeyrn can trust him to pick up better things than a banana peel from gods-know-where.
Re: Beetlejuice | Beetlejuice the Musical
Date: 26 Oct 2022 04:16 (UTC)"This is the Isle of the Lost," she said, her voice like ice cold steel. "I assure you, anything of value has already been found by the students who came before."
Re: Beetlejuice | Beetlejuice the Musical
Date: 26 Oct 2022 21:03 (UTC)Beetlejuice rolled his shoulders and pocketed the banana peel for later snacking. "I swear someone was whining about it at some point. Whining or bragging. Kinda blocked it from my mind."
Re: Beetlejuice | Beetlejuice the Musical
Date: 27 Oct 2022 06:08 (UTC)Re: Beetlejuice | Beetlejuice the Musical
Date: 27 Oct 2022 11:32 (UTC)He decided he'd follow the snobby lady and see if anything entertaining happened.
Re: Beetlejuice | Beetlejuice the Musical
Date: 28 Oct 2022 05:04 (UTC)The classroom he was brought to was chilly. The desks, though battered and broken, were in neat proper rows. The desk at the front was clear save for a moldy rotten worm eaten apple on one corner. The students desks all had large cauldrons attached. She strode to the front of the room and stood between her desks and the others.
"You may take a seat at any desk in this room other than the one behind me."
garbage bros?
Date: 11 Nov 2022 03:06 (UTC)There could be anything in there, after all. And where there was anything, there was pizza! A decent rummage had turned up seven squashed, empty FizzyFaz cans, four bulging plastic bags that mostly held other, nested plastic bags, a bunch of broken furniture and bits of various appliances, and--
This guy. Who seems fully engaged in the same hunt as she.
"Are you like, gonna eat that?" With a tilt of her head that makes her plastic feather crest stand on end. "Or is it for looks?"