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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!

exululo: (011)

[personal profile] exululo 2022-07-24 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
( Even among the buzzing and creatures moving around them, Conan is sharply aware of the fact that the person who is now pressed against him is magical in a way. He can smell it in the air - faint but there. And something else he can't quite figure out. It's something to worry about when this is done, though.

Bright eyes flick to the other man before lifting back to another of the creatures. His hand abandons the one unmoving against the tree, lifeless in a mess of splinters. He doesn't give a verbal response to those words, but he does reach up to pull his beanie off. The way he shoves it towards the other is a demand for him to hold it as he takes a few steps forward.

He's ruthless in the way he lashes out at the others. Grabbing and tearing with strong hands and claws, pinning and snapping limbs, violent and unyielding scratches and hits that leave the creatures in a gruesome scene around them.

When he's done, he's glancing back with an arched brow. Hands covered in blood, clothes and face decorated with smaller arcs and splatters.

He took care of it.
)
thinkfirst: (skit | alarmed | oh no)

[personal profile] thinkfirst 2022-07-24 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That's... so strange and fascinating. Flynn is just going to quietly note that down. ]

You've more experience than I, then. So far, how does this place compare?
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[personal profile] meforsaken 2022-07-25 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
Either or!

[He leans back in his chair and puts his pedicured feet right on the table, not at all put off by talking to a swarm of bees.]

And I think I have the highest one? Or the best? Whichever one that is.
dualnatura: (H - cotton candy)

[personal profile] dualnatura 2022-07-25 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ Greg, when Caleb peeks at him, appears to be blubbering big, cartoonish tears, and the pair will feel their feet being lowered back to the ground as he retracts his tentacles to wipe at his eyes and blubber sadly. ]

No wife for Greg?? Greg alone forever?!

[ Hazel, leaning back from the kiss (and blushing slightly) almost feels bad for the grotesque monster. ]

No... Don't cry? I'm sure there are other— [ oh god, is she really going to say it? ] —fish in the sea.
morethan25characters: (Facepalm)

[personal profile] morethan25characters 2022-07-25 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He parses the rest of the statement at this point. It's introductions time, or was. He'll figure that out.]

Machinery is more familiar to me than the feywild, though I've read a lot about the latter, and been there myself. It's not at all welcoming, and I've visited the Hells, so I am well qualified on unwelcoming.

[A brief pause. He's rambling.]

Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III, for what it's worth. Most call me Percy.
rehandle: (pic#12484580)

shiny things!

[personal profile] rehandle 2022-07-25 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ A few moments are long enough for him to settle in for the long haul, taking Barnes' soul-stare and matching it, level and infinitely patient and with just the right amount of silent judgment thrown in free of charge. Stephen's been here at the tea room for a while. Long enough to have had more than one green tea with more than one stranger. At this point he's making his own rules, choosing his own conversational partners before he can have them assigned.

Oh. Look at that. He speaks. ]


And I was anticipating such riveting conversation.

[ Dry. ]
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[personal profile] usedhuntersmark 2022-07-25 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Vex tucks her head into the crook of his neck and sighs deeply as she revels in the fact that he's here. Even if this is some sort of dream brought on by the Fox and her cronies, it's a wonderful dream.

His questions register, but she takes an extra moment to just breathe for the first time in two months.]


Darling, I've been here for two months. Vax and I arrived together. Keyleth came last month, but to answer your question, it's a bit of both. What's the last thing you remember?

[She unwinds from around him, but she takes his hand, refusing to lose any connection with Percy. She needs to know that he's real. It's then that she looks up into his face and sees that his eyes are not the same. She uses the hand not holding his to reach up and cup his cheek.]

Your eyes are golden. [She then spots the feathers in his hair.] Oh. Oh. I'll kill her.
exululo: (003)

sorry about his manners, stephen

[personal profile] exululo 2022-07-25 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
( Birds are always such interesting prey. Fast and skittish. But there's a certain satisfaction that comes with catching them when they think they're out of rea-

That thought is snapped away at the sound of the man's voice, and his gaze darts from one of the flamingos to the other man. One brow goes up slowly at the words, and if he were more talkative, he'd explain that there wouldn't be staff left by the time he was done. But he doesn't and instead looks down at the tea cup in front of him. Watches the gesture of the man's hand. Breathes in the new scents that come with him. The scent of magic is strong, something that puts his guard up, but beyond a bit of tension in his shoulders and the way he keeps watching the other, it doesn't show.
)

Tea doesn't make good lunch.

( Even so, he's lifting his cup once more to take another sniff. And then he drinks it. All of it. In a couple of shameless gulps. )
xue_yang: (You can't be serious)

Xue Yang | The Untamed

[personal profile] xue_yang 2022-07-25 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
Paper Rings
Content Warnings: Potential language and violence.

He is struggling against the creature that has scooped him up into his arms. Xue Yang doesn't understand where he is, or exactly how he got here. He thought the whole fox and star thing was a dream but this place is definitely real. There is no way even his imagination could come up with this creature and it certainly wouldn't feel this real.

A string of expletives are leaving his lips as he fights the grip of whatever this creature is. He refuses to acknowledge anyone as his lover, especially not this thing! His arms are trapped against his sides tough so his struggles are not terrible effective. He can't even sense Jiangzai anywhere on his body so somehow his sword seems to have gone missing which is even more frustrating.

As the creature starts to walk towards the water there is just the slightest bit of panic settling in. Is he really going to be made into some watery corpse bride by this thing??

"Let me go!" He tries to bite down on a piece of the creatures body, sharp canine teeth digging into the strange flesh. This seems to be the only weapon he has at the moment so he will try to make due.

I like Shiny Things
Xue Yang is settled into the hot tub. After dealing with the water creature he probably shouldn't want to see any more water. But this is quite a bit different then the swimming he was about to do in the arms of that creature. This warm water feels good against his skin and warms him down to his bones.

He settles into the water up to his chin. He doesn't know why all of this is happening to him. He doesn't care what kind of reasoning the fox has for bringing him here. He still wants to go home. Daozhang probably won't care if he suddenly isn't around...he'll probably just figured that Xue Yang had decided to move on finally. But maybe Xue Yang doesn't want him to get that idea in his head...But then again..didn't the fox say he was continuing on in that place while this part of him is here? That is too confusing to understand.

He hears someone else enter the space and sits up straighter in the water again. He glances at them from the corner of his eye. "I don't really feel like company. Maybe you should find a different tub."

So friendly...

In Dirty Dreams
Content Warnings: Alcohol
He doesn't have any interest in the music or the dancing. What he sees is the bar in the corner and desires something a little stronger then the tea that the spa is serving. This has been a strange day with a lot to wrap his mind around. He doesn't like all the unknowns and he certainly doesn't like the fact that he is here instead of at the coffin house in Yi City. He settles at the far and just asks for something strong. One thing he has figured out is that the things that are normal back home, are not normal here. This world has far more then he is used to.

He pouts a little as he accepts the drink from the bartender. He isn't afraid to take on any challenges this world throws at him and there is at least a little curiosity about this world but that doesn't mean he can't already feel a little homesick.

He senses someone next to him and shoots a glare in their direction. "What are you staring at?" Xue Yang may have to work on his people skills a little...

[personal profile] cicadashell 2022-07-25 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
[It's an odd comment, and Jiro's not sure what the 'damsel thing' refers to, assuming something about the squids. He's focused on Greg as the creature plods through the water like an animated corpse in some zombie movie. What a farce of a monster. He takes his eyes off the lurching pile of seaweed to scoff indignantly at Hayan.]

Fuck you.

[The tiniest undercurrent of embarrassment comes through in it, because he's been there... several times, and he's tired of it.]

I'm gonna let the next monster drown you in the lake.
morethan25characters: (Lost and Insecure 2)

[personal profile] morethan25characters 2022-07-25 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
I tend to agree.

[That anger is starting to come through as he wakes up a bit more... But is beaten down by another wave of tiredness. He's just. Exhausted.]

Those rooms are.... where, exactly?
ausgebrannt: (036)

[personal profile] ausgebrannt 2022-07-25 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
[She said it. Caleb has to bite back a snort, covering it with a cough.]

She is right. But really, in order to really find love, you need to love yourself first.

[He reaches out to take Hazel's hand and urge her to step back, slowly. It would be best if they could be out of range of Greg decides to change his mind about releasing them.]
dualnatura: (H - OTS)

[personal profile] dualnatura 2022-07-25 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hazel makes a quick face at her partner in crime, a silent apology for dragging her into this fake lesbian love story. But inwardly, she's thankful that she's decided to play along. ]

Right? I can't be your wife, because I already have a wife! And— and polyamory isn't legal!

[ Not that Hazel is poly, or even all that interested in women. But for the sake of the story, it will have to do. ]
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[personal profile] tenshadows 2022-07-25 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
( It's nothing. The brief flick of his eyes to her face says he knows what she wants to say, has said it himself in similar situations. Sometimes it's just easier to keep things to yourself instead of sharing. So he quietly appreciates the way she explains and turns the notebook so he can see it right side up.

One hand reaches out, touches a page as he looks it over carefully. And then his eyes lift back to her as he sits up a bit straighter.
)

Which one are you?
morethan25characters: (Lost and Insecure)

[personal profile] morethan25characters 2022-07-25 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
What?

[He nearly fumbles her, but manages to keep his grip.]

What, exactly, do you mean? Is this related to those wings?

[It's not as if he missed those. He didn't want to bring it up, but if something is changing them, he needs to know.]
dualnatura: (H - wave)

[personal profile] dualnatura 2022-07-25 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ She'll take that direction, squeezing the hand as a silent sign of thanks, and backing up towards the path leading away from shore. ]

Yeah! You have to go on, you know... a whole spiritual journey of self discovery, before you can really commit to marrying someone.

[ Does she believe that? Unclear, but she's hoping against hope that she can sell it. ]

But really, we've got to go. We were just celebrating our... [ she glances at her "boyfriend" ] ...anniversary?
ausgebrannt: (017)

[personal profile] ausgebrannt 2022-07-25 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh? Been to the Feywild? Then is this man from Exandria too? Interesting that there are so many of them.]

Well then, you'll be able to put that experience to use here.

[A pause at that name.]

Yes, I can see why. [Caleb thinks he'd have to take a breath in the middle of that name, but hang on. Recognition of the name suddenly hits.]

Ah! Are you Vex's Percy then?

[Because that would be perfect. Vex has clearly been missing him, and Vex is someone Caleb has come to care for greatly (and fear just a little), so seeing her happy would be excellent.]
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[personal profile] waxpoetic 2022-07-25 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
In that case, no and yes.

[She doesn't actually care if Loki has security clearance. She hasn't been the director of Project Skin Horse for some time now, paperwork and security levels are merely a force of habit at this point.]

I was trapped in a virtual reality for some time, but I suppose that's not quite the same.
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[personal profile] siriusly 2022-07-25 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
I havent seen any reanimated corpses or ghosts trying to call me a failure
So thats good
My blood is still cold though so maybe this is tied to trench somehow
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[personal profile] boon 2022-07-25 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ fig, wisely, opts to linger where he's left, taking comfort in the sweeping shade of the tree and the lifeless carcass left by his feet. a touch morbid, perhaps, but as a former predator, he can appreciate the warning it sends. not that it was needed; as the other creatures descend, neither feather nor talon reach him thanks to his newfound meatshield here, effortlessly delivering the rest of them as swift an end as the first.

when the man delivers him that arched brow, surrounded by such carnage, it should have been off-putting. but fig simply smiles, cheerily lifting that beanie in his hand. ]


I kept your little hat safe. Guess we both did well, didn't we?
siriusly: ([system reboot])

[personal profile] siriusly 2022-07-25 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
HAA-?!

[somehow, with blood pounding in his ears, now is where and when Manabu can start processing the conceit of the issue here.]

Wait, what?! Who's marrying what now?

["MY bride!" the beast reaffirms, haughty, giving Manabu a gut-churning shake.]
ausgebrannt: (034)

[personal profile] ausgebrannt 2022-07-25 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
[More continued slow backing away, and Greg seems somewhere between still blubbering and mulling over their clearly excellent relationship advice.]

That's right yes, our anniversary... of our first meeting. Why it feels like it was... just today. Time flies when you are in love.

[Another few steps back, watching. If Greg makes a single motion towards them, Caleb will either light him on fire or polymorph him into a turtle.]
siriusly: (quiet i'm doing stealth shit)

[personal profile] siriusly 2022-07-25 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
No, I'm-- [he yelps as, in the process of being helped up, a tug on his arm reveals that his shoulder's been yoinked out of its socket from all the taffy-pulling from earlier.

clutching the affected shoulder, Manabu sucks a breath through his teeth, braces, and then wobbles up to his feet on his own.]


Let's--let's just get out of here first? Before that thing...tries to drown me again...as a duck.
regulated: famira (030)

rude, stephen

[personal profile] regulated 2022-07-25 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
Some of us have to be the stoic types, [ he shoots back, curling both hands carefully around the dainty cup and shrugging. ] It's a tough job. [ but someone has to do it, etc.

still, it's.. kind of good to see a familiarish face. he doesn't know stephen strange particularly well, but he's avenger-adjacent and he'd helped save the world.. a couple of times, probably.

he hesitates long enough to sip his tea and drum vibranium fingers against the table lightly. ]


It's nice to see you, Doc.
dualnatura: (N - confident)

[personal profile] dualnatura 2022-07-25 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
Zombies? That doesn't sound very fun at all.

[ a pause... ]

Although, tell me about some of these apocalypses?