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August 2022 Test Drive Meme
AUGUST 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: snakes, cultists, optional violence.
FALLING DOWN LIKE PIECES INTO PLACE
FALLING DOWN LIKE PIECES INTO PLACE
A breeze with the crisp smell of dying leaves caresses you awake. You sit up to find yourself in the middle of an apple orchard, rows spreading out in all directions. Mouth watering apples hang from the branches, and nobody will stop you from taking one. You can wander the orchard as long as you like, but eventually you will find yourself emerging into the front yard of a little farm. There’s a red barn with perfect white trim set far back, and to one side of the yard is a kiosk modeled to match the barn. This is staffed by a woman who sure looks a lot like the fox that brought you here.
On the side of the kiosk are advertised a few different items: pumpkin spice lattes, hot apple cider, cold alcoholic apple cider, and hot chocolate. The cider, you will be informed, is made on site. (But you have to be of legal age to be given that hard cider!)
There are two other things advertised: APPLE PICKING and a SCAVENGER HUNT.
“You need a buddy for those, though,” the woman running the kiosk will tell you. “Lucky for you there’s plenty of people you can pair up with.”
If you elect to try the scavenger hunt, you and your partner will be handed a piece of paper. On it reads the following:
TAKE A PICTURE OF THE FOLLOWING ON YOUR RELIC! :)
- YOU HOLDING HANDS WHILE YOU GO DOWN A PATH
- FEET WITH AUTUMN LEAVES
- SOMETHING YOU THINK IS TRULY BEAUTIFUL
- A GENUINE SMILE
“When you’re done, bring it back here and show me,” the woman instructs you. “You’ll get a prize if you do.”
It’s an easy enough list, right? Although you have to follow the instructions - you really DO have to find something you genuinely think is beautiful, and that smile can’t be forced! Those might require opening up to your partner a little bit!
If you succeed in the scavenger hunt, you will be gifted with an item from home.
Now, what if you decided to go apple picking?
You will be given a bucket. “Be careful to only pick apples from the trees in the rows,” the kiosk woman tells you with a secret smile. “You don’t want to bother the old trees off the path.”
Yeah. That sure sounds like a challenge, doesn’t it?
If you do stick to the orchard proper, you will be able to pick your fill of apples. All of them are crisp and sweet and delicious. But at some point you will see the other trees.
They’re both huge and old, standing on two sloping hills just past the orchard rows. One of them has apples red as blood, and the other apples gold as the sun. In the shade of these trees are weapons sticking half out of the earth, as if they were carelessly buried many years ago.
If you pick one of the red apples, you will find that you are suddenly besieged with huge snakes. They are as big as anacondas and an inky black that absorbs the light, with eyes the same red as the apples. They aren’t poisonous, but they bite and they crush, so you’ll have to fight them off at least long enough to run like hell!
If you pick the golden apples, a crowd of people will silently begin appearing from the orchard. They are all wearing animal masks… and they are all holding hand scythes. Uh oh. You’ll have to fight them off in order to escape! If you don’t manage that, well, in some places it’s traditional to have a big ol’ sacrificial bonfire…
All the weapons below the trees are non-enchanted items, but you may keep them.
Content Warnings: Optional themes of identity and school trauma.
IMAKEOVER MAKEOVER
SAVED BY THE BELL
IMAKEOVER MAKEOVER
Thirteen believes passionately in education. There are, after all, five academies in Folkmore all catering to different types of learning. While these academies are open year round, it becomes apparent if you walk through any of the districts housing shops that back to school is definitely a thing.
A new school year represents a chance to learn more about the world, and about yourself.
Also? It’s a great time for a makeover!
Yes, step into any of the shops selling clothing and accessories anywhere in Folkmore and you will find yourself passionately invested in helping another person discover who it is they want to look like! Do they want to look cool and aloof? Warm and approachable? Are they an e-boy or a cottagcore witch? Punk or prep? You two can figure it out together!
As you shop together you will find it easier and easier to open up to one another, sharing who it is you want to be.
You’ll also be able to score a sweet outfit. Nice.
SAVED BY THE BELL
Wander into any school in Folkmore and you will find a handmade poster instructing all new students and faculty to report to the auditorium. Normal enough, one supposes… but the moment you enter the room you will find reality swims all around you and all of a sudden you’re stuck in a school nightmare!
You know the kind. You’re late for class, no matter how fast you run. You’re in gym class, trying to climb that goddamn rope. You’re getting your books dumped. You’re naked and giving a book report.
These could be memories, but it’s just as likely that they aren’t - you and another person are just trapped in this cliche together. Whichever one of you is in the audience role could maybe help the other one out? Get them some pants or something? Yeah.
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. . . No. [ she almost feels her eyes wanting to roll. she doesn't trust anyone being exceedingly nice to her anymore (well, except maybe yoku). so why did she accept this? the truth turns out to be that asa would quite like to give this a shot. second chances never come so easily. she just had to cautiously distribute. ] I'm still looking.
[ . . . what did she find beautiful, though? she's never stopped to think about it. most things had made her feel simply sour before that day. with her eyes downcast, fidgets with the charms hanging off her relic. ]
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... We don't have to jump right into it, if you're not feeling it. Or at all, really. I hope I didn't make you feel forced.
( Although, since she said yes in the first place, he's sort of thinking she might just be the standoffish type ... )
Still, if you're after the prize or experience, I'm quite curious myself.
( Maybe it'll be something ... K-Otter related. The man can dream. )
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[ clipped, curt, and almost even a touch defensive (it had that "stop trying to look like you care" tone to it, but short-lived and quiet all the same. it's nice though, she has to admit. consideration.
if it's real, it's nice. (if it's not, well, it's just embarrassing) ]
It's . . . Different, I guess. [ that's an attempt at actual conversation rather than keeping quiet about it like she used to. now, she wasn't at school, where everyone knew her as "girl who fell on and killed the class pet". she is not a bully magnet. she's just . . . some girl.
what does she find beautiful?
it's a stretch of time before she finds trees, the sky behind it, and looks at it in a different manner. one that seeks detail instead of just— letting everyday buildings and shades pass her by. ]
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He's used to moody young people, so he'll just go at her pace. That's best, he thinks; when he notices her looking — really looking — at the line of trees and the sky behind it, he has to cock a smile.
What's going on in her head, Gen doesn't know, but he can at least recognize someone looking at something differently and finding beauty in it. )
Yes, the world looks better when you're really looking at it ... Even if it's not a world you're used to, apparently.
( A low laugh. )
I haven't been long here myself ... Still, it's nice to take in the sights ... Ah, my name is Genjiro, by the way. Most call me Gen.
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I'm Asa. [ well, time to try this out. she lifts her relic up to get the right angle, a good amount of color from the back and just a dab of the tree foliage over it to give that . . . dark shaded silhouette. she gazes down at the photo, always down, then raises her eyes up to the real deal.
. . . yeah. she supposes it's pretty. ]
What else?
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Feet over autumn leaves seems the easiest. Maybe we can find a place to sit for a picture ...
( Gen glances around; there's a few places to sit, thankfully. He heads towards a little bench, leaves damp and pressed into the earth around it. )
You can join me for this one, if you like.
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Does one count for all?
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( He snaps a few pictures on his Relic, even picking a setting to make it look a little more bokeh. )
My ... ( friend, bandmate, charge? son? ) ... someone I'm close with has much more of an eye for this than I do. I suppose getting fancy with it might be a little extra.
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[ with the photos, she means. asa starts snapping a photo or two of her feet in the leaves, and that was it. nothing more or nothing less. ]
They didn't even say what the prize was.
[ it might've been a little sketchy— or like, a scam. ]
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( He says it gently, but he's just a little embarrassed.
Still, this isn't the place. )
Mm. It seems to me like it's more about the journey than the destination.
( He looks over the sheet again. )
Now, what's next ... Holding hands going down a path or a genuine smile.
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. . . .
yeah she's not ready for that. she feels like she's going to burst just thinking about it. a genuine smile, maybe? seems like the easy way out, if only temporarily. asa brings the relic up to her face for a selfie, but can't quite . . . pull out a genuine smile. it looks painful or awkward or just both. she starts pulling at her cheeks to see if it'll change anything. ]
I can't just . . . Smile, like that.
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Gen watches her for a moment, but casts his gaze down, staring very hard at his boots. )
It's alright — the last thing I want to do is make you feel forced. Especially just for some mystery prize.
( He's fine without it — really. )