Text From Last Night aka Tales From Folkmore

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TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT

Welcome to Folkmore's monthly Texts From Last Night meme! This meme can be used as a branch off from our Test Drive Memes and be used as game canon or just for casual fun in the setting! You do not need to be in our game or be invited to play on our TFLN. This can be a great way to meet current players for future invites, get a feel for the setting, or just have some fun.

This can be used for samples on our applications and used as spoons for players accepted into the game!

TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT GENERATOR

Comments

[moralized]

Sadly not. It has one of those sour looks upon its face.

You can certainly try petting him.

[ooting]

tats okey ill pet him anyway
wer is he now

[moralized]

Outside my home. Burrow No. 20

[ooting]

okey i wil be ther sun
how wil i kno if iv fownd yu

[moralized]

[ Mary is cringing so hard at this writing, but is trying to remain polite. ]

My door is painted white. The cat should be roaming about there.

[ooting]

[Anya thanks you greatly, Miss Cat Thief.]

okey got it
burrow 20
im going now
i hav pink heir and litel wings so i am verry eezy to se
also my naym is anya

[She adds the last bit almost as an afterthought. Right, she has to actually tell people her name if she wants them to identify her, okay. She skips along to Burrow #20, and perhaps the first thing Mary might see of Anya is a very tiny little girl calling:]

Kitty! Kittyyyyyyy! Where are you?! [She twirls around on her heel, pauses, then seems to concentrate on something. Then she whips around and beelines straight for wherever the cat's hiding.] There you are!

[moralized]

[ Such a fantastical description should faze her more and she's a bit annoyed that it doesn't. But by now she's seen enough wings, horns, and tails to know what to expect.

When Anya arrives, Mary is pulled from her contemplations by the sound outside and she exits her house to see what's happening. ]

If he seems amiable to it, you can certainly give him a home. I should not have taken him in the first place, as I had no intention of keeping a cat.

lmk if mindreading is okay!

[ooting]

[GASP.]

I can really keep him? [Whipping back around to the kitty, and crouching as she does so. This is terrible and scary and I don't like this place and I wanna go home, the cat's thinking, so Anya reaches her hand out to coo gently at it.] Hiiii, kitty. Anya is here now, I can take you home. Mama will like you very much.

[She glances up at Mary, then:] Why'd you take the cat if you're not going to keep him?

not for this encounter if that's okay

[moralized]

[ Mary folds her hands neatly in front of herself, two spots of pink appearing on her cheeks at the question. ]

A lapse in judgement. I was behaving inappropriately and took the cat in the moment, not thinking of the care he required from me. As I live alone and plan on attending school during the day, it seems unfair for him to be alone for so long.

[ Plus she has no servant to clean the litter box. ]

fine by me!

[ooting]

He's a super cute kitty. Aren't you, kitty? [You are very strange but you are very kind. Take me home, please? The cat slowly comes out of the bushes, and tentatively bumps against Anya's hand. Anya melts at the sight of it, because she's a kid and cats are cute.

Oh, wait, he wants to be taken home. She looks up at Mary again.]

Where did you take him from? Are there more cats there?

[moralized]

[ At this question, Mary falters, not wishing to appear ignorant, but she's still so new here that it's easy to get turned around. ]

I cannot rightly say where. I know I could not see the lake, and it was not that hot desert, so somewhere between here and Talaria I believe is the name. I do not recall seeing any others at the time. Only this one wandering alone.