I Could Find The Way To Who I'm Meant To Be - Isle Style

[missrecalled_mods]

Memories Of Future Past Part 2 - The Last Memory

The flickering snippets of memory got to a point so far out for many that they almost could not recognize themselves. Who they had come to be. And then one day, something was different.

This time there wasn't even a snippet. There was less. But there was an emotional impact that hit differently. There was a sense that this... this was important.

It would happen when each person was at their most exhausted and fragile after the onslaught of the weird bits of memory from some future they had not yet lived.

But now there was one last... not a memory. No. Somehow instinctively each character would know that this wasn't a memory. This... was a message.

A single word sent back from their future self. A self further out than any of the future memories, even if only by days. Or hours.

That word might come with an image of their future face, a tone of voice, and maybe a faint image of their future self for just a flickering second.

But this message, this single word... it is what their future self wanted their current self to know. A single word meant to help. Or, if the character really hates themselves, to hurt.

That word might not make sense now, but the character will be able to tell that to their future self, that single word was of vital importance.

Auradon's Got Talent

The TV was hauled out again. The show had already started when the Headmaster had noticed it was working, so the very beginning was missed, but a few days after that final message, the people of the Isle have something to watch. If there was anything said before the broadcast began, however... It was missed.

Lady Tremaine and Mother Gothel joined the Headmaster out in the hall to watch the programming with the Misery-called.

They will be available for talking to after, if anyone feels particularly like tormenting themselves.

Comments

Doctor F. NPC Log

[misery_called_npcs]

The Doc had brought out the TV for the talent show during Nadeshiko's dance, near the end of her routine.

He stood to one side, watching, tapping his chin lightly with his walking stick. After, if no one went to speak to him, he'd wheel the TV cart back into his office.

Lady Tremaine NPC Log

[misery_called_npcs]

Lady Tremaine seemed unimpressed as she watched the talent show, her arms crossed, her frown present. When it ended she scowled even darker. "We suffer in the ice and snow, we freeze, and they are having bread and circuses. And any of you wonder why we seek revenge, see the reason for yourself. And clearly even their pawn knows it, or Yen Sid would be here. He is not. So I expect to see you all in class. We can work towards a way to deal with those idiots in Auradon together."

Everyone could use minions.

Mother Gothel NPC Log

[misery_called_npcs]

She had come out with the others to see the video, but she angled herself so that she could watch herself in herself in the screen's reflection. When the cart moved she blinked and pushed some hair back. "Oh, is it over? Oh well, if anyone has any mirrors to trade, I'll be in my classroom."

If not stopped, she'd head back into her room to work on her expressions in the mirror.

Elianne | Locked to whoever did part 1 with her

[elianne]

Memories Of Future Past Part 2 - The Last Memory

Going through years of memories in many many flashes, the adult look of Elianne/Kaylin would be a now familiar sight. The deadly nightshade tattoo on her cheek. The messy hair. The circles under the eyes that spoke to a perpetual lack of sleep.

But her voice when she spoke the single word... oh her voice. Full of fierce pride and hope and both joy and sorrow. Frustration. Home. Purpose. Kaylin's expressive face helped that as well. Whatever the word might mean to Eli now, it meant everything - or would mean everything - to Kaylin then.

Because if Kaylin had only one word to send back to her 13 year old self, one word to warn or reassure or guide or give hope... there was only one word it could ever have been.

Being Chosen, perhaps it should have been a True Word. But Eli didn't know from them and Kaylin wouldn't have picked one regardless. Because for all everyone she loved argued about what the word should be, all trying to help, there had only ever been one choice.

No. Not everyone had argued. Severn had understood almost before she did. Teela had known enough to start a betting pool, which she won. Because they both knew what Kaylin knew. There was only one word.

And it wasn't Shadow or even Ravellon. It wasn't Chosen. It wasn't Helen or Hope or Familiar or Home even. It wasn't forgiveness.

The face of Kaylin's future, full of complex emotion, but mostly pride and purpose said a single word.

"Hawk".

And like that, she was gone.

And Eli was crying, without knowing why.

River Song - OTA | Spoilers

[professorsong]

This last memory being shared would impart some important wisdom, right? At least from what she saw from others.

So when she saw a version of herself start to appear. Face only. Hardly a day older looking than she looked now - not that that meant anything - she prepared herself.

Deep steadying breath.

She saw the emotion in her other self's eyes. Complicated mixed emotions. Then that quirk of the lips, and she knew what her one word would be.

Couldn't have been anything else.

The ghostly face image of her future self smiled. "Spoilers." and vanished.

River nodded. That... okay she finally understood how that was terribly annoying. It was also, of course, quite amusing. And made her miss home. More than she had in a while.

Chara | OTA | CW: Body horror/face horror in 8 bit. And Genocide.

[fallen_child]

The Chara whose face appeared for the final memory looked very unlike the current Chara. Chara had actually been in few if any of the other memories somehow. So there was no build up to this, no warning for the horrific melting face with glowing red eyes.

One word. Just one.

The voice was creepy. Echoing. The word itself was innocent enough seeming. The way that distorted face said "LOVE" before vanishing. The anachronism might be the worst of it.

For anyone who didn't know the other meaning of the word...