Welcome to New York

Affiliated with AskStoryKidsHQ. City girl with a princess heart. Daughter of Giselle & Robert. (Written by Destini)

[askstorykids-hq]

Welcome to the idyllic town of Addersfield, located on History Island in Auradon, home of Illedale University.

Students here are children of some rather famous faces. And some have made fame in their own right, like King Ben or the Lady Mal. We’re proud to boast a diverse student culture and a rich history–

[–and that’s enough of THAT broadcast! Is this thing on? Hello? Can you hear me?

Good. I’ll warn ya right now, everybody– if you thought Auradon Prep was wild, you ain’t seen nothing yet! Illedale is bigger, meaner, and with the past not so distant to us, tensions can run pretty high around here.

‘Course, you probably know the story by now. When preparing for his coronation, King Ben declared his first royal proclamation to allow over 4 VKs from the Isle of the Lost to come to the city. After a whole showdown about good and evil, the four integrated into Auradon society pretty well, and then after drama at Cotillion, Mowgli rallied the Auradon people to fight for the disbandment of the Isle, sending the villains to rehab and their kids to Auradon Prep.

Catching you up since graduation, pretty much all of us ended up moving to Addersfield for higher education in Auradon’s system– cuz man, I gotta tell ya, it’s a lot better in Auradon than it is anywhere else. Well, ‘cept for all the evil takeovers, I guess.

But not everyone’s cut out for college itself. The nice thing about Addersfield is that it’s all a pretty tight-knit community based around the school itself. More of a college township, as it were. So some of AP’s graduates moved to town to work with a crowd they know well.

I can’t stay much longer, but don’t let the stuffy advertising fool ya about this place, folks! We’re a lot more than what the surface wants to pretend. I’d drop your application while you can if I were in your shoes! This is P. Warner, sending you right back to your regularly scheduled programming!]

–and enroll in your future today at Illedale University, where the story starts anew.

[ask-enchanted-daughter]

Flashback Double Solo Para: Take a Break

“I’m just saying, you really could use a break,” Rebecca is saying as the pair get their smoothies. “Auradon isn’t gonna break if you leave for a week or so.”

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Open Starter: To Boldly Go

Today is very much a lazy day. She’s in sweatpants and a tank top with her hair back in a messy bun watching Star Trek on Netflix. Which, to her, is a perfect way to spend a day. She’s not even getting harassed by local wildlife, which is always a plus.

Rebecca munches on her popcorn and pauses the episode she’s on when she hears a knock at her door. Getting up, she sets down her snacks and goes over to open it curiously. “Sorry, is my show too loud?”

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untxld-stxries​:

Wil adjusted his hat, looking around. Oh boy. “Uh… I-I…” He cleared his throat. “W-Wil Ohmsford… resident nervous wreck.” He picked at his jacket sleeve.

Rebecca smiles softly. “It’s nice to meet you, too, Wil. Don’t worry, this place is pretty intimidating, I’m not gonna lie, but you get the right people who’ll have your back and you really have nothing to worry about.”

She doesn’t even look over her shoulder as she hears a flutter of wings behind her, absently holding up a finger and glancing over when a bird lands on it. “Hello.”

The bird chirps back at her. Rebecca nods and looks to Wil. “Like I said, bird magnet.”

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untxld-stxries​:

"Life's a party and I'm the piñata."

“You poor thing. This school is going to eat you alive if you’re not watched after.” Rebecca blinks. “Stick with me, my New Yorker attitude’ll keep a good portion of them from trying you. Rebecca Phillip, resident bird magnet.”

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untxld-stxries​:

Emala looked up with a laugh. “Don’t worry, I’m not doing anything dangerous for anyone other than my grades. I’m winging my math homework. It’s just algebra and I lost my calculator.”

She put her pencil down and held up her hand. “I’m Emala. One of the resident pirates. Watch your wallet.”

“Grew up in New York, you’re only as good as the stupidity of the other person,” Rebecca chuckles lightly. “I have people try me every few weeks or so at home. I have a very innocent aura, apparently. Rebecca Phillip.” She shakes the girl’s hand with a warm smile.

“While you’re not gonna get my wallet, you can borrow my calculator,” she offers, getting it out of her bag. “I won’t need it for a bit, my friend Hollis and I usually end up having to do our math homework together to make any sense of it.”

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“I’m gonna wing it.”

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"As someone in your immediate vicinity I'm scared to ask what exactly you plan on winging."

[asktheawkwardgay]

❝ Not too late to throw ourselves into traffic instead. ❞ -andalasianstateofmind

Hollis groaned into their math book. "You're starting to have a point." They had a test less than a week away, and they still had no clue what any of it meant. "What even is the purpose of this anyway? I'm not gonna need the value of x to run a kingdom!"

@andalasianstateofmind

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asktheawkwardgay​:

“How ‘bout both?” Caffeine sounded like a godsend right about now, and they honestly couldn’t remember the last time they ate. They closed their math book with a resounding thud and slipped it into their backpack as they stood up. “It can be my payment for you trying to teach this poor idiot.”

“Both sounds perfect to me.” Rebecca manages to keep her inner pizza elitist New Yorker down as she puts the homework and scratch paper and notes into her math folder to put it all in her bag. “And, hey, I do actually, y’know, like spending time with you, poor idiot, no matter what we’re doing.”

[asktheawkwardgay]

❝ Not too late to throw ourselves into traffic instead. ❞ -andalasianstateofmind

Hollis groaned into their math book. "You're starting to have a point." They had a test less than a week away, and they still had no clue what any of it meant. "What even is the purpose of this anyway? I'm not gonna need the value of x to run a kingdom!"

@andalasianstateofmind

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“Torture, royal kid. The purpose is torture.”

Rebecca rubs her eyes a bit, sitting up slightly. “Okay! That’s it! I think it’s time both of us took a break. We’re not gonna see anything new with this stupid equation sitting here for four hours just staring at it till it swims off the page. Coffee? Pizza? Something?”

[spaceasshxle]

Double Solo Para: Beam Me Up?

“This is gonna sound so weird, but your features look like something you might see for someone who’s part-Vulcan. Not full-blooded, but maybe like… I don’t know, ¼?”

James raises an eyebrow at the blue-eyed girl. “I really don’t like Star Trek.”

“Oh, sorry,” she laughs awkwardly. “I’m Rebecca Phillip, and that I can say is probably my most awkward introduction.”

“James Hawkins, Jr. Believe me, I’ve seen some weird ones. Can I help you with something or something?”

“Oh, no, I just… am really bad at making friends. So I thought that might break the ice better? Which. Obviously didn’t work.” She laughs a bit. “I’m sorry again.”

“Well…” James pauses, still uncomfortable. “If it helps your comparison any, I am technically an alien, on this planet. I’m fully human, but I’m from the planet Montressor.”

“Wait, you’re from another planet?! You’ve traveled outer space?!” Rebecca’s eyes light up in excitement. “Okay, Star Trek aside, I really like space, that’s so cool! What’s Montressor like? Where is it? What was your trip like to here? Is it a hard adjustment? What do you– I’m sorry, I’m totally freaking out on you.”

James laughs a bit. “Yes, I’m from another planet, and yes, I’ve done a lot of exploring of space, I sail it. Montressor is an industrial place, not a major stop, but we have a huge space port. It’s in the Ursa Major network, and sailing is usually pretty rough, between pirates and the work that goes into a ship. I wouldn’t consider it too hard of an adjustment, though the food here is different. Did that cover everything?”

Rebecca blushes a bit and laughs. “Yeah, it does. I’m so sorry if I’m bothering you. You’re probably tired of being the token– oh, hello!”

She says that as a squirrel jumps out of a nearby tree and lands on her shoulder, holding out her arm to give it more room to support itself, looking back at James and laughing at the look on his face. “My mom came from Andalasia, and had all the stereotypical forest maiden powers, but then she fell into New York and met my dad. I inherited all those powers. So I can talk to animals, and they kind of like my presence in general.”

“So, you’re like… destined to be a princess?”

“Well, mom was. Or, so she thought, but to tell you the truth? Secretly, she’d always been dreaming of a prince– who happened to be my lawyer dad, dressed up for a ball event back home.”

“That’s… a wild story,” James says with a chuckle. “And I’m only hearing part of it. I like stories, they’re the one thing that kept the Inn back at home interesting. To explain, the Benbow Inn has been in my family a couple generations now, it’s my home.”

“You live at the Inn? You probably know so many stories, it must be crazy,” Rebecca’s eyes are wide as saucers, and the squirrel hops back off her arm.

“Yeah, but I like them. Maybe we could sit down and swap a couple sometime?”

“I’d love to,” Rebecca smiles a bit. “Here, let me give you my number, we can figure out plans sometime.”

“Sounds good,” James answers, and after swapping numbers, Rebecca carries on to her class, smiling.

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“I’ve honestly found many times in my life that your heart knows things your mind can’t explain.”

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Open Starter: Strange

“Sorry, it’s just... it’s been one strange fucking day. I wasn’t even looking where I was going at this point.”

Rebecca looks somewhat exhausted. She’s not even sure how she’s still standing, much less getting from point A to point B, but she’s here, running through like things are normal anyways.

Great.

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Open Starter: Follow Your Heart... Not Me

Rebecca’s bright smile fades as she stops to look at her surroundings. “And this is... er...”

“Your terrible sense of direction leading us to you have no idea again?” Robert guesses, raising an eyebrow at his daughter, which is answered by embarrassed blushed and fumbling. “This is why I said the campus tour was a bad idea.”

“I thought I was fine! I was doing okay! I just-- don’t know where we are right this instant, okay?!” Rebecca blushes.

“Why don’t we ask someone?” Giselle asks, going to ask someone else.

Rebecca grabs her mom’s arm. “Because the last time we asked someone where to find a place when I got us lost, we were staring at the building we needed and I’m pretty sure the security guard you stopped is still laughing about that.”

“Oh,” Giselle remarks, surprised. “But, we are lost, aren’t we?”

“Yes, but I can figure this out. Where’s that map you printed before you guys even came out here, dad?”

As the two go to consult said map, Giselle approaches someone with a sweet smile. “Excuse me? My daughter got a bit turned around trying to show us around, could you tell us where we are?”

“MOM!” Rebecca looks over, beet red.

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Open Starter: Walk With Nature

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askboygenius‌:

Spencer looks between her and the locker for a second, before nodding and opening his locker as quickly as possible.

“It’s totally understandable,” He smiles as he pulls his stuff out of his locker and shuts the door, “It’s nice to not be so alone too.”

He holds out a hand to gesture her in the right direction of her class. Noticing the pin, he grins, “Which one’s your favorite?”

Rebecca smiles a bit when he asks, her free hand coming up to the pin. “Definitely the original series, but, and I will fight on this if I have to, the reboot movies weren’t that bad. I mean, I probably just related too hard to how much emphasis they put on Spock’s ‘child of two worlds’ experience in them. But that’s how I feel about them regardless of that. What’s yours?”

With that question the bird abruptly takes off, back out the way it came, and she watches it go and shakes her head with a chuckle. “All right then, bye to you too, I guess,” before turning back to him to properly listen.

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Open Starter: Walk With Nature

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askboygenius‌:

Spencer closed his locker, things he needed forgotten for the moment in the excitement of someone actually being invested in what he had to say. “That’s actually pretty close to my next class, I can show you.” It wasn’t entirely a lie, it was closer than they currently were. “And it doesn’t sound weird at all. I’m from an odd home situation myself, so I get it. I hold to science and facts, knowing the why behind things happening is reassuring to me as well.”

Rebecca nods, raising an eyebrow when he closes his locker again when he’d just gotten it open when she walked over. “If you need to get stuff for your next class, I don’t mind waiting. I’ve got a bit of a break right now.”

Smiling a bit, she nods when he tells her that it’s not weird, actually agreeing with her even, and sighs and shrugs a bit. “I guess I wasn’t expecting that here. Where I’m from, things people probably see as normal here are weird, but then some of the things I’m pretty used to as normal there, I at least thought might be a bit odd here. I don’t really fit in well anywhere, to be honest, so I’m kinda used to that... it’s nice to not be alone.”

Shifting a bit, she adjusts the strap of her purse a bit, and the bird on her finger curiously taps at the gold Starfleet pin on said strap. Laughing, she pulls the bird away from it. “Nope, we’re not doing that.”

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Open Starter: Walk With Nature

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askboygenius‌:

Her apology doesn’t really make sense; he was startled by his locker more than her, but she’s already moved on before he can say something. “Yeah, historically speaking to animals was a trait heavily needed by leaders, especially before we made it into the modern age. I can find you some books in the library about it if you’re interested.”

Realizing she’d stopped to talk to him for a reason, he ducked his head a little, “After I get you to your locker. I’m Spencer, by the way.”

“That’d be great!” Rebecca’s actually kind of enthusiastic about this. “Sorry, it’s just... I guess coming from somewhere like New York, having a sensible explanation for the off-shot trait I got from my mom just feels kind of... reassuring, in some weird way. That... probably sounds weird. My mom’s from Andalasia and had her fairytale story all set up, but, long story short fell down an enchanted well and ended up in New York City, where she met my dad and fell in love with him instead of her prince. In the end, mom and dad stayed in New York and their exes got together and went back to Andalasia. I’m... a bit of an oddity back home. With the whole ‘talking to animals’ thing.”

When he mentions her locker she pauses and chuckles a bit. “Oh, yeah, my locker. 117. I think it’s over close to the auditorium?” Her eyebrows furrow as she tries to remember before she nods. “Yeah, that sounds right.”

Gently, she moves the bird off her shoulder by reaching up a hand, and watching it automatically perch on her finger. It’s somewhat an absentminded habit of hers. “It’s nice to meet you, Spencer.”

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Open Starter: Walk With Nature

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frost-flower-child‌:

“…Huh. I never thought about it like that.” Jason seemed to realized something, before shaking his head.

“I think we’re near your locker, by the way.”

Originally posted by cattonsanders

Rebecca blinks in surprise and looks around, laughing a bit. “So we are. Thank you for your help, Jason, it means a lot. This school is... different, from anything I’ve ever been in. I can navigate New York like it’s nobody’s business but this... I think I need a little more chaos to drive my mind into making sense of the place. Y’know, like in New York, everything was so crowded and busy and everybody had somewhere to be, so you have to get used to knowing where you’re going really quickly. But here it’s like... everyone’s at this really easygoing pace, so I don’t feel a sense of urgency to figure out where I’m going yet. It’s bizarre.”