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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.

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TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT GENERATOR

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[andwildfortohold]

[the mention of 1945 makes Susan's blood run cold. she's forgotten a lot about her life in England, but this. this, she remembers clearly]

You're from 1945? When I left London for the countryside, it was 1940. How did you come to be here from 1945, if it's not prying too deeply?

[pursuitofcappiness]

O h I fell asleptp into some ice, whena they wokr me up the war was over and they odlt me seventy years had passed.

[ He'd usually be a lot less cavalier about this explanation, but he is very drunk. ]

[andwildfortohold]

[which she's completely unaware of since apparently he hasn't found speak-to-text]

Beg pardon? Seventy years? It took that long to end the war?

[pursuitofcappiness]

No no they odle me it ended in 1945 so i just wMiseede it

Thats what I mna Im out of time by hth et way

Do you think it's otoo sad? I mean, its a sad story

But I wrote a hpapier poem after that

[andwildfortohold]

[she breathes a sigh of relief at 1945.

so far as she knows and remembers and intends, she's never leaving Narnia (other than this), but at least there was an end to the war]

If it's honest about your feelings, then it's not too sad. Honesty is essential in poetry. Unless it's to tell your lady fair that her feet have beautiful arches. That can be left alone.

[she's looking at you, legions of suitors]

May I read the happier one?

[pursuitofcappiness]

Well I'd neve rwrite a poem bout anyoens'f eet, dont think my lady fari would like it a whole lot

OK heres the followup

WI eoke up in a room that fetl like a museum
And I was on exhibit
In a city I clall home but was a million miles away
Wita unnatural lbue light at 3 am
But they tlook me in and dusted me aoff
Gave me a purpos
And we weaved a family
And that noised dones't kep me up at night anymore
NAd neither does that blue light
When my room isnt' empty it feels liek a home
Not perfec, but mine
Bye

(I coudnt figure out how to end that one either>

[andwildfortohold]

A wise decision.

That's rather touching. Family is the most important thing in the world. I'm not sure what to do without my sister and brothers. But it seems as though you'd built a family out of whom you found and they provided relief from what had tormented you before.

I think it's fine as it is. Adding anything more would dilute the message of home with those you care for.

And I've been terribly remiss. I am Queen Susan of Narnia. May I ask your name, sir?

[pursuitofcappiness]

Oh my gos hyou're a queen

??

Im Steve rogres, formerlyl Uinted States Army Captain, very sorry Your Highsness

[andwildfortohold]

Yes, for the past twelve years.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Steve Rogres. And it's quite all right, I didn't make my status known from the start. I imagine titles don't mean terribly much here, even though I do plan to keep it.

How long did you serve?

[pursuitofcappiness]

nO they rea lyl don't smean much, but you sohlld be ale to keep yours. Should I call you yours high ness?

I served for otw yeas offiscially, but kept te titles for eight. Or sevnety five, dpenedsing on how you count

[andwildfortohold]

Then I will. But that's unnecessary, just "Susan" will do.

I'm sorry, but was I mistaken in reading that? You stayed active service for seventy-five years?

[pursuitofcappiness]

Nooo I took a nap for sixt y seven years in some ice, Susan

Susan sounds so infornal but I guess you can call me Stve

(CW: death by Jesus analogy lion)

[andwildfortohold]

That sounds decidedly uncomfortable. And why ice for so long, did the White Witch escape to your world? I'm fairly certain Aslan bit her head off, but one can never tell with witches. And Steve sounds informal to me as well, but best get used to it! I'd imagine most will prefer to be informal.

cw: ww2, drowning

[pursuitofcappiness]

I dont eknow she might have my teammates never ell me anything.

No, i got stuck in the ice because I hwas fighting someone on a plane and it was carrying missiles so I put her in the wayer and thoght I'd freeze to death.

cw: ww2, drowning

[andwildfortohold]

[oh. oh no. the only two things she really remembers about being twelve during WWII were the blitz. and that her father served in the RAF. the thought of anyone going through such a thing is horrific, especially Steve who seems so kind]

It sounds as though you were determined to make sure your mission succeeded, even if the cost was yourself. That's extremely brave.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Pple keep asaying tht to me but I dont think I could've lived with my self if anyone had died as a result o fme not puttig her inth e water.

How si Narinai? I'v eneve rbeen. Is it a new coutry?

[andwildfortohold]

That only proves your bravery even more. Lesser men would think of themselves first.

It's beautiful. Vast kilometers of unspoiled wildlife, filled with every kind of fantasy creature you can imagine. And average animals of uncanny gifts. There have been times when a troupe of mice have turned the tide of battle. But it's not new. It's old. Unfathomably old. But...I can't remember how we got in. We meaning my brothers and sister. We're all kings and queens in Cair Paravel, the most beautiful castle ever raised, but I know we weren't born there.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Oh, intersing so how dd you become the quenen of narnia? Did you marry the king? Sounds like sit s'a spectacular place but Im gonna be honest, I barely remember getting here either so I wont question how you ogt there.

[andwildfortohold]

Aslan crowned my brothers, my sister, and me, Two Sons of Adam and Two Daughters of Eve, as was told in the prophecy.

My elder brother Peter is High King Peter, the Magnificent, unparalleled on the field of battle. His very presence alone is enough to make an army surrender. My younger brother Edmund, is King Edmund, the Just. He concerns himself with the laws and the day to day living of our subjects. He also is said to have his fingers in every pie. And my little sister Lucy is Queen Lucy, the Valiant. She's a gifted healer and no slouch with the dagger, either.

I am Queen Susan the Gentle. But as the princes and kings and lords of other lands keep forgetting, gentle isn't always nice. I can pin a fly to a tree branch at a thousand paces and it would be best for everyone to remember that.

As for how we got there...I no longer remember. Nor do I care to remember. Only that there was a war and according to you, the war is no more.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Its bettern you dont think about the war.

but Odn't your parnts miss you?

[andwildfortohold]

It seems likely. As a queen of Narnia, I have a great deal to focus on as it is. Mostly fending off suitors.

I don't know. It's been years since we came to Narnia. I was a girl of twelve when we arrived, now I'm a woman of twenty-four. I don't think they'd recognize me even if they did see me.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Oh im sory, twelve years is long time

I can help you fned off your suitors. Least I could od

[andwildfortohold]

It is, but I wouldn't trade Narnia for anything.

I would appreciate that. Most of my suitors sing the praises of my beauty, but pay no mind to my other qualities. It's exhausting.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Oh you dont want a man elik that , you're a a quene. NAd you r's smart, and nice!

[andwildfortohold]

You're right, I certainly don't want a man like that. They would expect me to renounce Narnia and be a pretty bauble in their court. In Narnia, I am a queen in my own right. And that's all very kind of you to say. You actually remind me of my elder brother, High King Peter. Both of you trust me to make my own decisions.