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Texts From Last Night

Welcome to Folkmore's 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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[somethingrevolutionary]

Who's the teacher here?
Ah, the issue is love, not science, for Viktor.
That makes more sense.
Love should be simple. We make it complicated.

[da_champion]

Love can be a mess.
But it isn't always.
And that's okay. It's still love. Love's great.

[somethingrevolutionary]

You're such a romantic, Hawke.
One of the ways you're adorable.
Love is wonderful, though. I must agree.

[da_champion]

It's all I've got to believe in.
Love. Romance. So much better than faith.

[somethingrevolutionary]

What about yourself?
I had thirty years without romance, Hawke.
I don't know if I'd have made it with nothing else to believe in.

[da_champion]

I've had all sorts of love in my life.
All the time.
Love my friends.
Love Varric so damn much.
Love my family. What I have left.
Loves always been there.

[somethingrevolutionary]

I walked right into that one.
Love's what got me sent away from everything and everyone I loved.

[da_champion]

And then you got to love Jayce.
Love may go but it comes back.
Like a loyal mabari.

[somethingrevolutionary]

A mere ten years later, yes.
Tell me what love you have here like a loyal mabari.

[da_champion]

Freedom.

strike throughs = unsent

[somethingrevolutionary]

What does freedom feel or look like for you?
I want to paint it.

[da_champion]

I don't wake up afraid.
I go to bed at peace.

[somethingrevolutionary]

Freedom. Safety and peace of mind. That's something.

[da_champion]

It's everything when you've lived your life in fear.
Damn it.
I need more booze for this conversation.

[somethingrevolutionary]

I almost wish you were a familiar, so I knew what a mabari looked like. I'm sure it'd be your form.
Does the climate in Willow make you think of freedom?

[ She's trying to design a painting, rather than raise the big philosophical topics this conversation is rife with. ]

[da_champion]

I can shape shift into a mabari.
It's a trick I learned here.
No.
It's the lack of Templars and openly practicing magic.
What the fuck does climate have to do with freedom?

[somethingrevolutionary]

I forgot about that. I need to see that sometime.
Lack of templars. Negative space? Practicing magic is easy.
Some people associate the climates of their homes with safety and freedom. Easier times.

[da_champion]

I'll trot by the forge tomorrow.
You can pet my belly.
Maybe if there wasn't a huge presence like the Chantry. Maybe.

[somethingrevolutionary]

I'll be there. You can count on it.
You'll get pets.
Fair. I'd love any other visuals you think of.

[da_champion]

Oh, Mel, I can give you all sorts of visuals.
But I'm not going to flirt with Jayce's girlfriend.
Because that's rude.

[somethingrevolutionary]

If that's what you associate with freedom.
If it's only because you're drunk, I'm not interested.
Jayce and I aren't exclusive. He has a boyfriend.

[da_champion]

No, sex is fun but it's not freedom.
Freedom is what I said. Waking up unafraid and going to bed at peace.
Yes, well, you're my student. It'd be weird.

[somethingrevolutionary]

I agree. I had plenty of sex in Noxus, and while it was free in spirit, it was not freedom.
I don't know if I had that even in Piltover.
I'm not advocating sleeping together over text messages while you're drunk regardless.
Intriguing that you have those mental boundaries. Even while drunk.

[ She's just trying to get ideas to make you a painting here, Hawke. ]

[da_champion]

I am very good at being drunk.
I can keep so much of my sense.

[somethingrevolutionary]

That's very good. [ It possibly stems from his survival instincts developed out of need. ]
My boundaries remain the same. You must minimally hit on me in person while drunk or over text while sober. Preferably in person sober, if it happens at all.
Now, to get back on point, your description of freedom doesn't lend itself to visuals.
What visually comes to mind with waking up unafraid and going to bed with peace of mind?