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July 2022 Test Drive Meme

JULY 2022 TDM
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Welcome to Folkmore's monthly Test Drive Meme! Please feel free to test drive any and all characters regardless of your intent to apply or whether you have an invite or not.

All TDMs are game canon. You can choose to have your TDM thread be your introduction thread upon acceptance or start fresh. Each TDM will provide a scenario for how characters arrive in-game that particular month.

Playing TDMs will allow characters to immediately obtain canon items from homes especially weapons or other things they may have had on their person when they were pulled from their worlds! There will always be a prompt that provides some sort of "reward" to characters who complete certain tasks.

Current players are allowed to have in-game characters react to TDMs via the Network or make a log with the prompts. Current players are always encouraged to tag new people on the TDM!

TDM threads can be used for spoon spending at any time by characters accepted into the game.

[ Prompt OnePrompt Two]

Paper Rings
Content Warnings: Unwanted romantic/sexual attention from a monster, optional sexual themes, optional monster fights, giant insects in 'accidents' prompt.

YOU'RE THE ONE I WANT
Folkmore has many lakes and streams. You wake up suddenly beside one, the world coming into sharp focus the moment you do. It's sunny, and the sounds and sights are warmly nostalgic for the very idea of summer.

You can sit and relax a while. Maybe lounge in the shade. Let your mind drift, and relax. There's a few people around, some still sleeping and some awakening the same as you, but it's far from crowded here.

Suddenly a shadow falls over you. You turn and are greeted by a monster: it looks sort of like an avocado covered in kelp, with oversized hands and a huge mouth. It also looks like it's entirely made of rubber - even its eyes appear to be only painted on.

This monster waves its arms threateningly. “Gaaaaah!” it says. Its voice is muffled. “Gaahhhhhhhhh!”

Somehow this creature is a lot faster than it looks, and the next thing you know it has enfolded you in its embrace.

“You will be Greg’s bride!” the monster shouts, regardless of your gender identification. It looks at whoever happens to be in your general vicinity. “Who this?”

Struggling, you realise that Greg is stronger than any creature you’ve ever encountered before. You can’t seem to get it to let go of you, and it's rocking against you in such a way that it makes a sound like the soles of sneakers on a gym floor. On the plus side, it doesn’t have any genitals that you can see, so at least it’s not as bad as it could be? Still, desperate times call for desperate measures! “That’s my partner!” you claim before you can think about how stupid an idea that is.

“You bride? PROVE IT!"

Oh shit. Now you’re stuck - you and whatever innocent bystander you've dragged into this have to convince Greg that you're a couple! You could admit to something true about love or intimacy under the guise of it being about the other; Greg’s lie detecting abilities are good enough to call you out on untruths, but not good enough to know who you’re talking about.

Or you could just start making out, I guess. Whatever works.

If you're a terrible actor, Greg will abduct you and pull you beneath the water. You better hope your fake partner will try to rescue you!

If you manage to convince him that you're a couple, he will shed a tear from his unblinking eyes before either slinking away or flying into a murderous rage.

If you choose to fight Greg, either in the water or on land, you will find that he's pretty tough for a rubber monster. Any blows to his back or sides will land harmlessly, and the kelp on his body may grab whatever you hit him with. And that big goofy mouth of his hides rows of deathly sharp fangs!

However you get rid of Greg, once he's gone you will find a trunk shaped like a koi fish. Open it and you will find some canon items from home. Clothes or weapons, maybe. Lucky you!


I HATE ACCIDENTS, EXCEPT...
You don't necessarily have to complete the One I Want prompt to find these koi trunks! They seem to be dotted around Folkmore and you might find them just by virtue of exploration! The trunks seem to mysteriously know who is opening them so you won't find someone else's stuff by accident. There are also some unenchanted weapons sticking out of the ground in random places: basic swords, guns, shields, etc. They have no magic, but they're usable!

But be warned: the second you take one of these weapons, you'll have to use it.

As soon as you have pulled a weapon from the ground, a high whining buzz sounds, swelling in volume as somethings come barreling out of the sky at you. They are short humanoid creatures about three feet tall with the heads and wings of cicadas. They are also wearing human clothes - what sort depends on what part of Folkmore you're in. If you're in Wintermute they might be wearing cute sweaters, but if you're in Cruel Summer they might be dressed like your suburban dad on summer vacation. How cute! Except they have very sharp talons and the sound they make can incapacitate you. Better take them down fast!

Or run even faster.


TIME OF MY LIFE
Content Warnings: Mood altering substances, optional alcohol use, optional suggestive themes.

I LIKE SHINY THINGS

Summer isn't all about getting bitten by mosquitoes out at the lake, or sweating your way up a mountain in uncomfortable hiking boots. For the less outdoorsy types, there's still plenty of fun to be had... and all within walking distance of an air conditioner when the weather gets too humid. Close to Epiphany, there appears a gem of a spa, nestled comfortably by a beautiful waterfall. The lobby is spacious and cool, with a distinctly mid-century modern sensibility. The gentleman working the front desk wears a crisp suit of burnt orange with a small golden fox pin on his lapel. He is more than happy to direct you to any of the spa amenities.

There are massage tables, hot tubs, and steam rooms. You can get yourself a manicure, pedicure, or facial. There's a full salon for anything you might want to do to your hair - maybe it's time for a kicky summer 'do? Any kind of pampering you're after, you can find it here! If you need to lie down, there are even some hotel rooms on the upper levels that you can rest in.

There is also a tea room - all soft pinks and sage greens, with plush chairs in sets of two or more around small round tables. You will be seated with someone else, as the tea room is designed to encourage conversation. The waiters in this delightful space are all flamingos - they move around the room with a sort of gangly grace, carrying trays on their backs or with their beaks. Unconventional, but they seem to have no problem understanding people's orders. Speaking of, what's on the menu? Seems every kind of tea has a different effect...

Black tea hypes you UP! Who wants to stay sitting around with a bunch of birds?! Let's go party!
Green tea brings a sense of great peace and mental clarity. You will find it easy to talk about emotional subjects without being overcome with feelings.
Oolong tea calms you and relaxes you deeply. You might even find yourself nodding off!
Milk tea inspires feelings of affection - whoever you're sitting with now seems like they could be your new best friend. (Or more?)

Spending time in the tea room really does encourage you to open up to other people one way or another, and all the other spa activities tend to put people in the mood to open up a little bit.


IN DIRTY DREAMS

If you tire of such relaxing pursuits but you still don't fancy wandering off into the woods, you could always poke around behind the spa, where there is a smaller separate building. If you listen you can hear loud music playing, carried faintly on the summer wind. Some kind of party? Why not check it out? Okay, so there's a big old 'STAFF ONLY' sign on the side of the building, but you could just wander in and come up with an excuse if someone spots you. Or sneak in through the bathroom window or something if you're that worried.

Once inside it becomes apparent that this building functions as a private club for the spa staff. The interior is dark and wood paneled, lit only by some old hanging lights with warm bulbs. At the far end is a bar, and beyond that the glow of a small kitchen. A few tables are scattered along the walls, but the bulk of the long room is taken up by a dancefloor.

And boy oh boy are people getting down.

The music is so loud that you don't have to be able to hear to feel the beat - it pounds through the floorboards like a pulse. It's a compelling rhythm that urges you to join the throng. Even if you lack any and all natural grace, the urge to dance is strong enough that you can cast off your reluctance. You can even find yourself a dance partner, although you might want to keep it a little more G-rated than some of the couples around.

If you tire, you can hit the bar. The bartender isn't checking any IDs, considering they think everyone present is a staff member. Just don't blow your cover!

scarabwings: (serious)

[personal profile] scarabwings 2022-07-25 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
She considers for half a heartbeat, then nods. "Into the trees," she suggests. That should at least give them some cover, limit the directions the swarm can come at them.

"Go. I'll bring up the rear." There are perfectly reasonable arguments for why they should play it that way. Her swords and wings afford her both offensive and defensive capability. She's still god-touched, and he looks like he's just been wrenched from his bed.

She doubts Marc would be inclined to accept them - at least, not without more debate than the insectoid horrors are likely to allow them. Hopefully Steven will be more reasonable.
usedhuntersmark: (ZOUrY6f)

[personal profile] usedhuntersmark 2022-07-25 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[His words threaten to break her, but she has him here. She's always the one to bring him back. She's his light, yes?]

Percival, I love you. I only shine because you're with me. And I trust you not to act so rashly that you jeopardize our lives together for nothing more than petty power or riches.

[She uses the hand he kisses to caress his face.]

Did She tell you anything else as she brought you here? Did you learn what role you're to take?
morethan25characters: (Lost and Insecure 2)

[personal profile] morethan25characters 2022-07-25 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
Only that I'd find it familiar.

[Trust a fox to make a bad pun. He's still piecing together what she meant.]

Is that why all of this? The eyes, whatever's wrong elsewhere that had you so upset?
ausgebrannt: (022)

[personal profile] ausgebrannt 2022-07-25 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, yes. Here.

[He fishes out his relic as well and pulls up the list of people he's saved. It's a short list, but Vex is on it. He holds it up so that Percy can copy it.

Is there a way to share contacts? Probably. Does Caleb know how to do that yet? No, no he does not.]


werewolfing: (telling dreams from one another)

[personal profile] werewolfing 2022-07-25 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ peter does! so he'll put the contacts in--first in percy's relic, which he hands back, and then the ones he doesn't have into his own. it doesn't take long, peter knows what he's doing even if he rarely uses the relic. ]

There, at least you've got the vital ones now. Go for it. We'll go inside, even if I really wanna hear her reaction.
usedhuntersmark: (pic#13841996)

[personal profile] usedhuntersmark 2022-07-25 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[She scoffs. That sounds exactly like something the damn Fox would say.]

You're a familiar. But, yes, that explains all of the changes. I imagine that you can probably change into some animal form too. Without Keyleth or Scanlan's magic.

[She reaches up and runs her fingers through his short hair, sifting carefully around the feathers. She's always loved feathers, but they seem so wrong in his hair.]

My wings and the aura? They are the Fox's way of tying me to my fate, Percy. I am a Legend. [The last word is said with so much disdain that she might as well be naming a mortal enemy.]
foundpurpose: (pic#15814976)

[personal profile] foundpurpose 2022-07-25 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh no. Vax comes down out of the sky like a specter of death. He strikes out at the creatures as he cuts his way to Percy. He takes up the sword and cuts a wide arc to give them breathing room.]

Shit, shit, shit. Take a breath. It’s okay. I saw the feathers and thought you might just have the wings like us.

[Not helping. He turns to put himself between Percy and the danger as he gathers the divine power again. Could he smite another one.] You got the power to shapeshift when you came here! Let it happen!

[Percy has feathers so many some kind of bird?]
fightingevilbymoonknight: (point-steven)

[personal profile] fightingevilbymoonknight 2022-07-25 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Lucky for everybody, Steven is more reasonable. She's got armor, he's got drawstring pants and a sweater. "Right-o," he says, punches another of the bugs rather than trying to flail with the crescent blade, and obligingly bolts for the trees.

A couple of the buzzing bugs try to follow, of course.
oversleep: (( 66. ))

i like shiny things;

[personal profile] oversleep 2022-07-25 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Encouraging conversation wasn't his forte, but he was told there was tea here that could calm a person down, so that's what he's here for, otherwise he wouldn't have even left his treehouse in Leshy at all. Who he is placed with seems amicable company anyway... brooding with his hood on. Absolutely Sunny's particular taste in company. Quite the opposite, Sunny is nicely dressed and depressed in a school uniform despite not attending school in four years. The icing on the cake is the fact that he has features of a black cat-- a set of triangular ears and a long, slender, short hair tail.

Dark, lifeless eyes meet with green ones for a moment, a brief bolt of anxiousness shooting through him, though completely concealed by his stoic expression. He sits, curling his tail in his lap. As Megumi thankfully says nothing, neither does Sunny, helping himself to a cup of tea by pouring from the teapot that sat on the table between them.

They're both just going to fall asleep on the table on silence, aren't they? ]
Edited 2022-07-25 05:22 (UTC)
pursuitofcappiness: (Default)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2022-07-25 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
It wouldn't bore me.

[ He shrugs. ]

But you don't have to talk about it if you don't want.

And I don't know what happens to your Steve Rogers, but I got some pretty bad news and I'm thinking I'm not gonna make it another ten years, so. No, I don't.
thatskinnykid: (support)

[personal profile] thatskinnykid 2022-07-25 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Despite the staring, Steve eases into a small smile. He knows that his Bucky was surprised enough to see him piloting a big suit of armor, he can only imagine the thoughts that went through this Bucky's mind when the other Steve came back big in his timeline.]

Thought I was taller? Not this time.

[Steve figures that he should clear things up and even though he still misses the people from his actual timeline, he'll never stop caring. Especially about Bucky.]

Never got the serum in my timeline. Not sure how common that is, but sure was a surprise here to see my own face on a fella that's about twice my... everything. Grew a beard out too.
Edited 2022-07-25 07:13 (UTC)
meforsaken: (- 04.)

[personal profile] meforsaken 2022-07-25 08:22 am (UTC)(link)
[He gasps, though the concern is very clearly put on.]

I’m devastated! Or I would be if our stories ever wrapped up as neatly as that. I mean, I wouldn’t be in that case either, but you get the sentiment regardless.

And if I must, [Steve just said he didn’t have to?] Thor and I had a one-sided fight to the near death that ended in him declaring to all of Asgard I wasn’t even worth speaking to because I metaphorically killed the representation of my younger self and innocence who had taken the place of evil bad guy Loki after he kicked the bucket in the Siege of Asgard. I went through another ego death and then the world sorta ended so we had no time to catch up and make amends. Last I saw him he was attending our father’s funeral with my future self so I assume we patch things up eventually, but no way of confirming that as I was merely projecting my consciousness and not a full player in that story.

Normal brother stuff, basically.
fennu: (064)

jiang cheng ( the untamed ) myth

[personal profile] fennu 2022-07-25 11:28 am (UTC)(link)
YOU'RE THE ONE I WANT.
A stream is comfortable, at least, if nothing else is - Jiang Cheng knows streams, and rivers, and the rocking of a boat on the gentle movement of the water. He does his best to sit and relax, as much as anyone with his nature and in his position is able to do so, and he tries to stop his mind from twisting in circles about the complicated nature of being here.

But, as with anything else in Jiang Cheng's life, nothing lasts forever.

As soon as the shadow falls over him he's up on his legs, reaching for his sword. He would immediately be fighting if he thought the monster was actually a threat, but he's now wrapped up inside of it and as much as he wriggles and moves it doesn't seem as though he has any hope of getting free.

Looking around wildly, Jiang Cheng tries to find any way of getting out of this, and it doesn't seem as though it's going to go very far - and if the look on his face is anything to go by it seems as though he would be happier being in the water than anywhere else.
I HATE ACCIDENTS...
The trunks are a welcome break from the madness of what has been going on at the moment, with his head a mess of strange events and whatever other nonsense this world wants to throw at him. Jiang Cheng can do no more than reach inside for the items he is being given - there are enough swords that he is content that he'll be able to protect himself, and his fingers wrap around one and draw it close. Not Sandu, but perhaps good enough.

And then there are monsters.

At least this is something that Jiang Cheng can manage alone. He's well trained, professional, skilled - all things that might not have been good enough ten years ago but are more than good enough now as he pulls himself up and away from the trunk, his grip on the blade tight as his expression narrows, glaring at the monsters as they move closer. If there's anyone else nearby he ushers for them to move and out of the way as he steps forward.

"Get back!"
I LIKE SHINY THINGS.
Summer and tea rooms are far more familiar than Jiang Cheng would like to admit, and he moves forward as he makes himself comfortable, sitting down and letting his robes settle around him like a solid weight. If he's turning up his nose at the pink and green decoration it's only because they're not purple and golds, the colours he is more familiar with these days, and not because they remind him of anything or anyone else.

Absolutely not.

Despite being seated near someone else Jiang Cheng does not, even for a moment, try to start a conversation or begin to try and interact with anyone else. Instead, he orders a cup of black tea and nothing else, crossing his arms with a sour expression on his face as he waits.

Unfortunately, it doesn't seem as though whoever has been given Jiang Cheng as a partner is getting much in terms of luck in the companionship department.
WILDCARD.
( Find him anywhere else and I'll match or PM me for something and we can hash it out! )
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mikasa ackerman ( attack on titan ) legend

[personal profile] tostand 2022-07-25 11:46 am (UTC)(link)
YOU'RE THE ONE THAT I WANT.
[ She had been searching. Hopelessly, fruitlessly, looking for the shadow of someone she hadn't seen in what felt like an eternity, what felt like centuries, when she's accosted by a creature and all thoughts of reuniting with someone who might not even be here are pushed out of her mind.

Mikasa, of course, fights.

It's what she knows how to do, and when caught up in a situation she has only just begun to wrap her mind around she goes with her instincts above all else. When something bigger than you, larger than you, grabs you then you fight back; there is no other option. She might not have the proper gear or the right equipment, but she knows she is strong enough to do whatever she needs to do.

And, at the moment, that is fight back.

Mikasa's arms might be strong enough to tear this strange, fake creature limb from limb, but the growling in her ear makes her shift, pushing as she punches at its side, growing a little in frustration. ]


No -

[ It doesn't matter who she sees as she looks around, or who might be watching her - she isn't going to admit anything, not when she can shift her body and move her legs to kick at Greg. It doesn't seem to do much, and that only makes Mikasa all the more irritated, pushing back as much as she can. ]
I LIKE SHINY THINGS.
[ After a strange and unsatisfying forray into fighting a literal monster unlike the ones she is most used to, Mikasa finds some moderate relief in the spa. It's not something she has ever seen or done before - bathing was for getting clean, not for anything more indulgent, not when there was fighting to do and people to save - but it seems as though she is being harried in that direction by all the people around her. It seems like it might be nice, especially since there doesn't seem to be any Titans here for her to worry about.

She doesn't bother with any of the beauty treatments, any of the things that seem just a little bit too indulgent for her tastes; it seems ridiculous for her to do it when she doesn't care that much. Her hands are already filled with calluses, her nails have never been in any kind of good condition, she's never been pampered; she's not that kind of person.

So, instead, she sits in the steam rooms. It feels the closest she can get to relaxation after a fight and when she comes out and changes she looks a little more at ease, a little calmer, despite the way her eyes flick back and forward, evaluating everything and everyone as she moves from room to room.

It's only when she sits down with a cup of tea that she seems to relax, a smile on her face as she stares down at the cup of green in front of her. It reminds her of home - or, at least, a particular person at home, and that's enough of a comfort for her now. ]
IN DIRTY DREAMS.
[ The music is what attracts her, because it's new: she hasn't heard anything like it before. There was music at home, and she had heard music in Marley, but nothing with this kind of beat that rocks through her entire body. The title of 'staff room' doesn't bother her as she pushes it open and slips inside, her expression narrowing as she peers inside.

People are moving, and dancing, and Mikasa's face immediately errupts into a blush as she moves forward and pushes past the people who are a little too close for comfort. It doesn't sit right with her and she swallows back her discontent and instead heads straight over to the bar, asking for - whatever they have.

She sits, and she drinks, and she stares, completely overwhelmed. ]
waxpoetic: (09. Incident)

[personal profile] waxpoetic 2022-07-25 12:09 pm (UTC)(link)
It was certainly an experience. VR really isn't meant for entities with more than one brain.

[It separated her, which is... not quite akin to death for a gestalt, but its close.]

I briefly experienced ego death. I would not recommend it.
siriusly: (do i get any say in this at all.)

[personal profile] siriusly 2022-07-25 12:28 pm (UTC)(link)
OK so not a dream
But also not trench
Sucked through a wormhole to a new planet
This actually isnt that bad maybe
siriusly: (those are sugar-free gummi bears)

[personal profile] siriusly 2022-07-25 12:29 pm (UTC)(link)
You can just...do that to things? People? [seems kind of busted if you ask Manabu.]
ooting: (i'm so scared but)

i hate accidents, except...

[personal profile] ooting 2022-07-25 12:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Anya's also just running around Exploring, and the problem with any small child is that the second they see something vaguely shiny, something in their brains engages immediately and will not disengage until they get their hands on it. Anya's no exception, and when she catches sight of a cool-looking shield with a dog on it, she gasps.]

Doggy! [She scampers up and lifts it. Some of the beasts previously engaged with Peter whip around now to this tiny little pink-haired child, who is just now looking up and freezing up, as anyone who is in way over their heads combat-wise would.]

Oh no.
morethan25characters: (Default)

[personal profile] morethan25characters 2022-07-25 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I... begin to understand.

[There aren't many, thankfully - hopefully it's something he'll learn to repress in the future. For now though, little downy feathers and a few longer ones. He enjoys the feeling of her hands in his hair for a moment before lifting his head to look her in the eyes.]

What is a Legend, then?

[He suspects he knows, but needs to hear it to be sure.]
pursuitofcappiness: (to move on)

[personal profile] pursuitofcappiness 2022-07-25 01:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He nods. ]

Normal for you two, anyway.

[ Yeah, he sees why Thor was upset about Loki killing Loki and superseding him - even if it were in the same universe, he imagines that if he just went back in time and killed himself, he wouldn't get a warm welcome from his fellow Avengers. What was Loki thinking with that one? ]

You know whatever you do, he's always going to love you, right? It's Thor.

[ He doesn't even know why he's trying to console a Loki but hey, he does feel a little gratitude. ]

[personal profile] kuim 2022-07-25 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[He'd considered it, going for Leaks directly after his share of the bugs have been dispatched, but Konoe has questions. So he waits, a little impatiently, as the last of the cicadas are taken care of and smouldering.]

Did you have something to do with this?

[He means this strange world in general and not the bugs, but any thought to clarification or specificity is lost at the moment; the question hissed lowly in an accusatory manner.]
morethan25characters: (Telenovela Cut)

[personal profile] morethan25characters 2022-07-25 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
["Let it happen?" He's hardly struggling, but it's slowing down anyway. He doesn't even want to think about the effect on his bones.]

We need to get out of here! [Understatement of the century. He takes off running. Gods, he's stuck with feathers, but couldn't shift enough to fly?

As he thinks that, though, he notices his perspective is getting... lower.]
ironism: commissioned. dnt. (156.)

I Hate Accidents, Except...

[personal profile] ironism 2022-07-25 01:56 pm (UTC)(link)
( tony's officially at the point where he's no longer surprised at seeing a familiar face in folkmore. so when he sees peter parker fighting some kind of a creature with a weapon that he'd recklessly pulled out of the ground, he actually just watches for a moment, scrutinizing his skills and lack of swordsmanship. it's only when there's more than a few of the pesky things trying to fight peter at once, that tony activates the wrist watch gauntlet on his right hand, takes aim and blasts the creatures back. )

I thought I told you to stay out of trouble. What are you doing here, kid? Also, I'd put that back where it belongs. ( like, seriously? this isn't fao schwarz or toys “r” us. )
morethan25characters: (I have a good idea!)

[personal profile] morethan25characters 2022-07-25 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
It might help to have witnesses. She's less likely to hurt me for not telling her right away.

[He's joking... mostly. But he does tap at her name on the screen under the call icon, trying to figure out this new technology.

Of course, this leads to premature communication.]
thornspawn: (Doubt)

[personal profile] thornspawn 2022-07-25 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)
It's hard to say... We may need to retreat.

[Better to live to fight another day.

I'll cover you. Go! [He's not letting a kid go alone, but he's also not going until he's sure said kid will be safe. A twisting swing of his scimitar leaves several cicadas bleeding, but he's still heavily outnumbered...]