Don't Be Afraid To Be Who You Are - Isle Side

[missrecalled_mods]

The Rain Rain Rain Came Down Down Down

Just over a week after the Isle visit people would find themselves drawn outside. The weather was finally getting warmer, but that wasn't all of it. A strange foul smelling - and fairly toxic - mold had begun growing in some of the classrooms. Thankfully not the ones where people were sleeping but it was still enough to make it unpleasant to remain indoors. Some might blame the growth of the mold on a certain obsessive compulsive cleaner, though others might say that he just discovered it and accidentally gave it access to oxygen and such.

Whichever the reason, sleeping outside for a few days was sounding like a better and better plan with every passing minute. Even the drizzling weather couldn't make the indoors terribly appealing for anyone with a sense of smell.

And it was over night on one such night that the rain was... different. Warmer and a bit tingly. And some people would awaken quite a bit older than when they fell asleep, perhaps. Their memories might have caught up with their age, or might come to them slowly. However it happens, there might be some very confusing moments as those who seemed to be young just a moment before are now... less so.

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Weirdly, there was something good to come not long after the rain. In addition to aging some folks up, it also seemed to wash away the worst of the mold, allowing people to return indoors once more. And each of them would find, soon after, in some place that they considered theirs... a small gift. It was rare that positive things happened on the Isle, but perhaps this was a sign of things to come.

Or perhaps even a broken clock is right once in a blue moon...

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[a_little_fun_instead]

Rain

Jack already spent most of his time outside, so the mold wasn't a huge issue for him. He worried about the mortals being forced out into the damp and the dirt though. He asked around amongst some of the less prickly folks to see if he could be of help.

Once the rain started, he found himself drifting down towards the beach. He'd found the little fishing shack on the sand, and he liked to sit up on the roof and watch the waves. Watch for the moon. It was too cloudy tonight, but he still found himself leaning back and letting the warm rain fall against his closed eyelids.


Gifts

When he woke, he found himself curled around a basket he certainly hadn't had when he fell asleep. He sat up, peering into it curiously. Were those- they were! Easter eggs! And he frowned, he'd have to take a moment later to try and analyze why he was so excited to see those here. He and the Easter Bunny were not known to get along. Or... were they? It felt like he was forgetting something important, and yet at the same time he felt just a little more settled in his skin than he was used to.

He shook the thoughts away and peered closer at the eggs. They looked cheap, not the usual quality for Bunny, and some of the designs were certainly... interesting. Though, as he looked in more detail, something started to form in his mind, just the little beginning of an idea. He took the little blue egg decorated in snowflakes and held it up to his eye. It was obviously intended for him, but did that mean, that each of the other little eggs also had a home? He tucked his egg back with the others. Only one way to find out.

He started back towards the school, making a point to approach anyone he came across on the way.

[professorsong]

Gifts River was heading out to the beach to stretch her legs. And to keep from having to deal with any of the emotions she felt over finding a fez in her hideaway that morning. Nope no feelings here. Stupid hat. Not like she was keeping it or anything. Absolutely not. She just fancied a walk, that was all.

Totally the only reason she was heading to the beach.

[fallen_child]

Rain

Chara had been wandering around to get away from the smell. And the presumption that they would be expected to help clean up whatever caused it. After all, they were still a kid. But there were only so many places to go when trying to avoid Foulques without looking like they were avoiding Foulques. But there was always the beach. If Mr. Chell was there then Chara could sit with him and maybe help fish, then they would be doing something and no one could complain they weren't doing chores! It was perfect.

Except they didn't see Mr. Chell. But they heard motion on top of the shed, confused they looked up, then stumbled back terrified and angry.

What was a human doing here?!