After losing the chance to join TPOT, and hanging by a ROPE over a building while holding on for dear life, Four zapped the knots of her, 8-Ball, and Roboty's ropes. Match felt herself fly out into the thunderstorm, yelling out for help before she was quickly knocked to the ground.

She slowly blinked her eyes open, exhausted even after being unconscious for who knows how long when she suddenly shot up in this unfamiliar environment.

"What the- like... where..?-"

Pillars and towers of rocks with white, marble looking buildings surrounded the area. Where... was she? Match stood up fully and started walking toward steps of the same kind. There were rocks lined up alongside the bottom of the steps in the grass.

She stepped inside the area. A fountain still flowed water. It was really empty... and a little gross in her opinion.

"Yucksicles..."

She murmured aloud. She turned back and went down the steps before she froze.

There was you. Her old alliance member. You were on her team in BFB when she was still competing. She watched as you happily jump around in the heels of water- presumably from the storm.

Match wanted to run over to you- chat... catch up...- but she was kind of nervous. It's been years- would you remember her? Would you want to chat?