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July 2022 Test Drive Meme
JULY 2022 TDM
INTRODUCTION
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.
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
I HATE ACCIDENTS, EXCEPT...
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.
Content Warnings: Mood altering substances, optional alcohol use, optional suggestive themes.
I LIKE SHINY THINGS
IN DIRTY DREAMS
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!
Hazel Pomona/Natura — OC — Myth — info in journal
hazel
YOU'RE THE ONE I WANT
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I LIKE SHINY THINGS - A
I LIKE SHINY THINGS - B
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you're the one I want
There you are, Liebling! I thought I'd lost you.
[Ahem. See what a good actor he is?] If you could please unhand my partner, she is already quite spoken for.
[Rolling hard for deception right here right now.]
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Oh, ah. Yes, I'm here, honey! I have been waiting for you to find me! [ addressing the weird monster thing, ] Please, Greg, just let me go so me and my boyfriend, uh... Hansel... can go?
[ Is his name Hansel? No, probably not, but it was the first German-sounding name she could think of. ]
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He approaches, reaching out to hopefully grab a hold of the young woman's hand.]
That's right. We will be taking our leave. You wouldn't stand in the way of true love, would you?
[Just in case it would, Caleb has a spell ready, but he'd very much prefer to have this girl out of the thing's clutches before he unleashes it.]
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[ Greg shouts, not relinquishing Hazel, but instead lashing out with a rubbery tentacle to wrap around Caleb and yank him forward, shoving him up against Hazel, the way a nine year old would shove their Barbie dolls together. ]
Eh... Heh... [ Hazel blushes, eyeing her "boyfriend" with an apologetic expression. She's not sure how they ended up in this situation, but somehow she feels like it's her fault. ]
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[Shame. But scolding aside he turns back to Hazel with a shrug of his shoulder. Look if he has to kiss a pretty girl in order to help her out? There are worse fates, certainly.]
Well darling. [He lifts a hand to cup her cheek, leaning in. Here goes nothing?]
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This is the first kiss she's been conscious for in years, and she doesn't particularly like the circumstances behind it, but... it is nice to be kissed. ]
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He's not entirely sure what it will take to convince Greg, so he figures he should probably give it a bit, lingering. ...and cracking an eye to look at the monster. Buying this?]
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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.
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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.]
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You're The One I Want
This, though? This is something she is decidedly not used to. She's just getting used to the idea of one fake relationship, and now another stranger is asking her to pretend to be their lover? And another woman, no less!
Yor instantly turns red in the face, but she'll play along. This young woman is in Greg's clutches already, after all, and Yor doesn't want to see her get hurt.]
Y-Yes! This is my wife, I love her very much!
[Well, damn. Now she knows how Loid felt the day he asked her to pretend to be her boyfriend at that party. It's tough being put on the spot.]
Please let her go, Mister Greg!
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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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Yes!! So if you try to marry her, you'll go to JAIL!
[Which, come to think of it, he probably should anyway, if he's grabbing random women and trying to marry them.]
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[ Because he's a fish, right? ...Or is he an avocado? Maybe he'll over-ripen? ]
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Right! So let her go right now!
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[ Hoo boy... Looks like Greg's not giving up so easily. Hazel looks over her "wife," wracking her brain for something she can say. ]
H-Her headband! [ ...what? ] I bought that headband for her on our first date, be-because I knew she liked to wear her hair tied back! It's, um. It's important to pay attention to the things your partner likes.
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Maybe something more based in truth would work? Obviously Yor doesn't know this girl at all, but she might be able to pull from her own life as inspiration.]
I-It's true! I really admire how thoughtful she is! She pays close attention, and she really cares about the people in her life! She has a really good heart! I admire that a lot about her, it's what makes her such a wonderful parent to our daughter!
[Yor is blushing furiously now. She's talking about her husband far more than she is about this stranger, obviously, but that doesn't make it less embarrassing to say out loud.]
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[ Please, she hopes desperately, PLEASE let him fall for this! ]
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In any case, though, Greg falls for it hook, line and sinker. Big tears form in his strange, avocado-like face as he mutters 'Not on her birthday....' Reluctantly, he begins to set her down.]
Yes! Um, my darling, you're free!
[Yor gestures for the girl to come over to her - Yor certainly isn't stepping any closer to the big green thing.]
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I Like Shiny Things - B
I'm not -- [Firmly.] I'm not adorable.
[Absolutely not. But maybe she's lonely enough after all, sitting down regardless and giving the woman plenty of personal space.]
What do you want to know, anyway?
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Well, everything! Who are you, where are you from, what do you do?
Ah, but first, more importantly— [ she leans back and calls out to one of the flamingo waiters ] Garçon? Some fresh tea for my friend here! [ then back to her new companion ] What kind of tea would you like?
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Everything? There really isn't much to tell. [At least... not for a first meeting.] But... uh, okay. I'm Cora. Where I'm from originally is Australia, but I moved to California with my mom when I was still pretty young. I guess the most interesting thing about me is that I'm an actress. I've been acting ever since I was really little and it's not only my first love, but my passion.
[It hits her after a few moments that this is the most she's talked about herself to anyone here. Weakly, she lifts her own cup of tea.]
I'm good. I think it's milk tea, but I haven't tried it yet.
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[ Truth is, she doesn't really care all that much about acting, but she does find herself somewhat entranced by this young woman's tale. ]
Ooh, yes, the milk tea is very good! That's what I'm having as well!
[ She lifts her own cup and clinks it against Cora's. ]
Are you a very good actress, darling? Have you landed any notable roles?
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Me?
[Well... okay! She's got not problem with meeting new people and after a massage, the hot tub and the steam room she's well and truly pampered and relaxed enough to have a nice rambling chat.
Poppy plops herself down a little less than elegantly, her complimentary robe fluttering around her. Amazingly she doesn't spill a drop of her green tea.]
Should we start with names? I'm Poppylan, it's nice to meet you. You can call me Poppy too -- or Pops.
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[ She's so wrapped up thinking about beautiful flowers, that it almost doesn't occur to her to introduce herself in return. ]
Oh, yes! You can call me... [ after a brief moment's hesitation, ] ...Hazel.
[ She's nearly certain there is no reason to hide her true name here, but one can never be too careful. Names have power. So, if a name must be given, let it be the girl's. ]