missrecalled_mods: (Breaking and Creating a Bridge)
Missrecalled Mods ([personal profile] missrecalled_mods) wrote in [community profile] the_isle2025-03-15 09:46 am

You're From The Isle If Anybody Asks

First Awareness
Those used to this by now probably knew what it meant when they felt their magic return for a moment. For the rest, suddenly their powers were back. Just for a few minutes, but a lot could be done in a few minutes. If the person even noticed their powers were back, that is.

Of course those on the shore might have seen the hazy indistinct shape through the barrier coming closer, might have seen the moment the hole in the barrier opened. Might have seen King Ben leading people down a gangplank through the barrier with crates of supplies....


Unions, Re And Otherwise
Once the supplies were unloaded, the barrier was sealed up again. King Ben seemed to be in charge during the unloading, Once the barrier was closed again, by the green magic streaming from the Queen's finger, it was Mal who seemed to be in charge.

"Alright, listen up. We have 2 hours and the clock is ticking. I'm not FG but we're keeping to a deadline anyway. If you want to come to Auradon or know someone you want us to bring back, you have 2 hours to convince us. You and everyone else, sharing the same 2 hours. Along with anyone who has a supply request for our next visit, or updates. Those of you bringing supplies to the school, time to get cracking. Two hours passes faster than midnight at the ball."


Those Who Left
(Please TL Here for boat and Auradon Shenanigans. TY)



Those What Remain
Once those going back to Auradon had left and the barrier was back in place, it was for those who remained on the Isle to sort the supplies and figure out how to get done everything that needed to be done with the people that remained.
ubuntu_programmer: (Cat Ear Perk)

[personal profile] ubuntu_programmer 2025-05-23 12:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"We can make it work. Okay. So to start, let's start by making about a dozen cards that each have a uni-directional arrow on them. Well, actually you do that if you would, and if you can give me paper and a pen, I'll try to set the other part up."
dualityinjest: (Sun 05)

[personal profile] dualityinjest 2025-05-23 12:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"All right... but if it's just arrows, do they each need a whole card? I can put arrows on little pieces, too, right?"

He looked around, then set the folder down on part of a desk. Out came the pencils, and he offered one and the bigger pieces of paper to Ian.
ubuntu_programmer: (Addycomplace)

[personal profile] ubuntu_programmer 2025-05-23 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"So long as the pieces are all the same sized and you can keep track of them," Ian said taking the supplies.
dualityinjest: (Sun 01)

[personal profile] dualityinjest 2025-05-23 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, easy!"

He actually went for one of the smaller bits of paper first. Picked up the other pencil... and not long after at all, he was folding the paper to tear it carefully against the edge of the desk there, having made a good handful of postage-stamp-sized arrows, all drawn neatly, all rather uniform....
ubuntu_programmer: (Happy Clasp)

[personal profile] ubuntu_programmer 2025-05-23 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Ian was also folding the paper but didn't rip, drawing something on each level of a fan fold.
dualityinjest: (Sun 02)

[personal profile] dualityinjest 2025-05-30 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
Rip, rip, rip....

"Okay! What's next?"
ubuntu_programmer: (Point)

[personal profile] ubuntu_programmer 2025-05-30 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
"They all have an arrow apiece?"
dualityinjest: (Sun 04)

[personal profile] dualityinjest 2025-05-30 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Yup!" He gestured to it; Vanna White he wasn't, but he also wasn't wrong. There were definitely arrows, one on each little paper bit, around a dozen of them in total.
ubuntu_programmer: (Point)

[personal profile] ubuntu_programmer 2025-05-30 10:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Alright," Ian said. They brought the folded paper over. The visible strip had what looked like a straight line along the bottom that then went up at a slight angle before flattening to another plateau, that ended with an angle down to another flat line at the original height. There was a thick dot everywhere that the line changed angles. Ian moved the paper to where it faced Sun and took a dime from their pocket, facing the face towards the lines.

"Let us take the coin as your proxy. I want you to place arrows under it, one for each stretch between dots, in the direction that you want the proxy to move to get to the furthest part of the page."