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March 2023 Test Drive Meme
March 2023 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: mild body horror
One minute you were a falling star but as your body reforms you become aware of several things: the breeze that caresses your skin is not quite chill, and smells of fresh rain and flowers, while whatever you are laying on is both soft but also a little pointy. Once you've come fully to your senses you will discover that you are laying inside of a giant nest. Around you are eggs at least as tall as you if not larger, and another Star Child like yourself. The nest is, surprisingly, not in a tree but rather on the ground. Looking around will reveal there are a few such nests, some of which have giant white fluffy bunnies sitting on the eggs like hens. Some of them cluck in low, ominous tones.
Okay then.
There are broken eggshells on the floor of the nest of course, but these are rather unusual in that the insides are coated with gold. Look closer at the giant eggs and you will see that they have a faint light glowing inside. You can just barely make out something that sure doesn't look organic.
Well, well. Something valuable might just be in there!
make an omelette
You can use one of the bigger branches making up the nest, any powers you might have, or one of the funky new traits you might have been gifted. Maybe you can just use ol' Fisty and Punchy there on the ends of your arms. However you choose to do it, you can bust that egg wide open to claim your prize!
But what spills from the egg is a beautiful, shining version of yourself. Radiant. Angelic. Perfect.
And then your lookalike belches and mutates before your very eyes into a gooey, gelatinous horror. (You ever see Akira?) At its center is another egg, this one small and golden.
This creature wastes no time at all in attacking you and whoever else has the misfortune to be in the nest with you whether they helped you break the egg or not. Good luck fighting it off! Lucky for you if you look outside of the next you will find regular weapons scattered about - non-enchanted guns, knives, shields and the like.
Due to its gooshy and malleable form, the creature is extremely hard to damage, but the little gold egg is of course the key: smash that, and the creature will melt away. It leaves a sticky, foul smelling residue but also a golden chest. Inside, each of you will find some canon clothes and/or an item from your homeworlds. (This may include a canonical weapon.)
hope springs eternal
Perhaps you're not the destructive type. (Or maybe you've consumed enough media to know that bashing into things for treasure rarely ends well.) In that case, you are free to crawl out of the nest and try to find your way somewhere a little less weird.
Luckily there's a path that winds its way through tangled underbrush that sparkles with the condensation of spring mornings. The path leads you over shallow hills and into a field of wildflowers, all nodding in the breeze. You can see that the path leads on towards civilization but right in the center of the field and the path is a huge tree. It has many straight, evenly placed branches, which makes it perfect for climbing. In fact, it seems to beg to be climbed. There's definitely enough room for two to be able to do so.
The tree is crowned with another nest. This one is not so large as the ones you escaped - it could belong to a heron, or an osprey. Inside are several blue speckled eggs, about the size of a baseball.
Once you're at the top of the tree, you can see so much of the great realm of Folkmore. The air is clean and clear, and as you look out at this place you are filled with a bubbling sense of all that is possible with a fresh start.
You're so overcome with this feeling, as a matter of fact, that you feel compelled to share something you hope for with your companion. They just feel like someone you can trust with this right now.
A sharing of hopes and dreams has an unusual effect: it causes the eggs in the nest to hatch. They split open quite undramatically, and inside are flower bulbs, and some small sentimental object from home. Once planted and grown, these flowers will emit an aura of optimism; being near them will inspire you with hope. (The object from your homeworld may not be a weapon in this case.)
One minute you were a falling star but as your body reforms you become aware of several things: the breeze that caresses your skin is not quite chill, and smells of fresh rain and flowers, while whatever you are laying on is both soft but also a little pointy. Once you've come fully to your senses you will discover that you are laying inside of a giant nest. Around you are eggs at least as tall as you if not larger, and another Star Child like yourself. The nest is, surprisingly, not in a tree but rather on the ground. Looking around will reveal there are a few such nests, some of which have giant white fluffy bunnies sitting on the eggs like hens. Some of them cluck in low, ominous tones.
Okay then.
There are broken eggshells on the floor of the nest of course, but these are rather unusual in that the insides are coated with gold. Look closer at the giant eggs and you will see that they have a faint light glowing inside. You can just barely make out something that sure doesn't look organic.
Well, well. Something valuable might just be in there!
make an omelette
You can use one of the bigger branches making up the nest, any powers you might have, or one of the funky new traits you might have been gifted. Maybe you can just use ol' Fisty and Punchy there on the ends of your arms. However you choose to do it, you can bust that egg wide open to claim your prize!
But what spills from the egg is a beautiful, shining version of yourself. Radiant. Angelic. Perfect.
And then your lookalike belches and mutates before your very eyes into a gooey, gelatinous horror. (You ever see Akira?) At its center is another egg, this one small and golden.
This creature wastes no time at all in attacking you and whoever else has the misfortune to be in the nest with you whether they helped you break the egg or not. Good luck fighting it off! Lucky for you if you look outside of the next you will find regular weapons scattered about - non-enchanted guns, knives, shields and the like.
Due to its gooshy and malleable form, the creature is extremely hard to damage, but the little gold egg is of course the key: smash that, and the creature will melt away. It leaves a sticky, foul smelling residue but also a golden chest. Inside, each of you will find some canon clothes and/or an item from your homeworlds. (This may include a canonical weapon.)
hope springs eternal
Perhaps you're not the destructive type. (Or maybe you've consumed enough media to know that bashing into things for treasure rarely ends well.) In that case, you are free to crawl out of the nest and try to find your way somewhere a little less weird.
Luckily there's a path that winds its way through tangled underbrush that sparkles with the condensation of spring mornings. The path leads you over shallow hills and into a field of wildflowers, all nodding in the breeze. You can see that the path leads on towards civilization but right in the center of the field and the path is a huge tree. It has many straight, evenly placed branches, which makes it perfect for climbing. In fact, it seems to beg to be climbed. There's definitely enough room for two to be able to do so.
The tree is crowned with another nest. This one is not so large as the ones you escaped - it could belong to a heron, or an osprey. Inside are several blue speckled eggs, about the size of a baseball.
Once you're at the top of the tree, you can see so much of the great realm of Folkmore. The air is clean and clear, and as you look out at this place you are filled with a bubbling sense of all that is possible with a fresh start.
You're so overcome with this feeling, as a matter of fact, that you feel compelled to share something you hope for with your companion. They just feel like someone you can trust with this right now.
A sharing of hopes and dreams has an unusual effect: it causes the eggs in the nest to hatch. They split open quite undramatically, and inside are flower bulbs, and some small sentimental object from home. Once planted and grown, these flowers will emit an aura of optimism; being near them will inspire you with hope. (The object from your homeworld may not be a weapon in this case.)
You've found yourself in any one of the neighbourhoods of Folkmore at dusk. The weather is pleasant and perfect for walking, so naturally that makes this a great time to explore wherever you've wound up.
While taking your little stroll, you suddenly hear a noise: a soft waow. Or maybe instead you see two wide eyes staring at you from the shadows. Stopping and waiting a moment will reward you with the appearance of a cat.
Well, sort of.
It's at least partly a cat. The other part seems to be something else. A slug, or an owl, or a moth perhaps. Any other critter that is approximately cat-sized or smaller. This hybrid cat is extremely friendly, twining around your ankles and making cute noises.
Then it runs away. But not too far. And makes its little noises at you again.
Look, genius, it wants you to follow it.
Your cat hybrid will lead you unerringly to another hybrid cat, who is also being followed by a Star Child. Yes, these little creatures are forcing you into a meet-cute. Heavy emphasis on the cute.
Chatting with this stranger will result in happy cats. Try to ditch the person you've just met and the cats will yowl and hiss at you. You can of course ignore them and storm off like the antisocial gremlin you are, but is it really worth the racket? Maybe it's better to just hang out for a little while.
This is also a good time to familiarise yourself with your surroundings. Depending on where you are, there may be businesses that are still open, places to find food and drinks, or just natural landmarks worth looking at. You and your new companion may not be from worlds remotely similar to Folkmore after all, and it all may be a little overwhelming.
You will at least make a friend regardless if you go the sociable route - you can adopt your cat hybrid. But you have to feed it and clean up after it!
Eda Clawthorne | The Owl House | Myth
[ At first, Eda isn't very perturbed; she's part owl and always sleeps in a nest. However, as she is slowly waking up, she already notices that something about her bedstead is off, a feeling that only strengthens when she feels a breeze on her skin and sunlight trying to pierce her eyelids.
She opens her eyes and immediately squeezes them shut again. That was a mistake. Her head is pounding lightly. ]
What the... !
[ In time, her eyes get used to the light and she can look at her surroundings. ]
Hey! This isn't my nest!
MAKE AN OMELETTE
[ Listen. The eggs are shiny. The eggs are golden. Eda simply must investigate this. It's the Owl Beast's fault, for real.
When she busts the egg and the idealized version of herself comes out, Eda lets out a wolf whistle. ]
That's me? Ohh, dayum! I look ~ RADIANT ~!
HERE'S TO MY REAL FRIENDS
[ Well. She's certainly not in Bonesborough anymore. Everything is so green and twee. Eda is kind of frowning dubiously at everything until she hears that tiny waow... and soon has a little owl-cat rubbing against her legs. ]
Uhhh... okay.
[ The little creature runs away and looks back at Eda, meowing again. Eda has the distinct feeling it wants her to follow. She awkwardly points a finger at herself. ]
Who, me?
[ An affirmative meow. Eda sighs and rolls her eyes. ]
Well, guess I got nothing better to do.
[ And she follows behind. ]
MAKE AN OMELETTE
If this is some kind of dream, this is the strangest one I've had in a while.
[Robin is at least half-certain she's dead or dying, but she'd rather not talk about that.]
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Eh, I've had weirder.
[ Alas, Eda doesn't have much opportunity to admire her mirror image, because it starts morphing pretty quickly. ]
Oh, ewww! Gross!
Here's to my real friends
... he doesn't think he'd be this clear-headed if he had gone mad, though.
Maybe he died and this is hell.
He'd ponder more on all the many possibilities he could come up with, but there is a sound and he turns to look at... what is that even. A cat? A monkey? A monkeycat? It's weird, Leo doesn't want it anywhere near him ] No fucking way, I ain't dealing with this.
[ and he turns around to leave until the monekycat starts screaming and Leo is more freaked out about that than having to follow the thing ] Jesus fucking Christ, alright, alright-
My momma told me I shouldn't be following weirdos, and you look like a weirdo. [ Leo follows, although he complains aaaaall the way. That poor monkeycat is incredibly patient, that's for sure. And then finally it leads him to another cat-creature and its companion: Eda and the owlcat.
Leo stares at her for a moment, before he looks at his monekycat ]
Why you taking me to some old lady?
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[ No, Eda still isn't particularly fond of being called "old". She's in her prime, okay!
The little owlcat seems pretty satisfied with this turn of events, though. It walks up to the monkeycat and sniffs it, then turns back to Eda, looking at her expectantly. ]
Huh. You really wanted me to meet this kid, didn't you?
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Leo is completely unimpressed by these events ]
No idea why. You look suspicious as heck. [ who is this woman, anyway? She has pointy ears, so she isn't a human, right? But he never heard of Halves who are old enough to be that age either, so she can't be a Half. ... maybe. ]
Hey, old lady, what are you? [ he used "old" on purpose now ]
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[ She notes his round ears in turn, though, and taps her chin in thought. ] Okay, no way is this the Human Realm. The Human Realm doesn't have... whatever those are. [ She gives the strange cat-creatures a pointed look. ] But I've never seen anything like them on the Boiling Isles, either.