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April 2023 Test Drive Meme

April 2023 TDM
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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.

[ Prompt OnePrompt Two]

worms.
Content Warnings: hallucinations, poison, giant worm

One minute you were a falling star, but as your body reforms you become aware of one important detail: it's friggin hot.

That's because you've landed in a desert! Yes, you have had the misfortune of landing in Cruel Summer, the hottest and arguably most dangerous part of Folkmore. Lucky you!

The first bit of good news is that you're pretty sure you can see a train station off in the distance, although it's extremely difficult to judge exactly how far off due to the flatness of the terrain. The second bit of good news is that you have awoken with either a canteen of water, or an umbrella to keep the sun off. The third bit of news - good or bad, depending - is that you've awoken near another Star Child. Whoever this is will have the opposite gift than what you received; if you have water, they have an umbrella, and if you have an umbrella they have water. Well, you know what they say: sharing is caring! Undeniably the water is a touch more important, so hopefully whoever has it isn't a colossal dick.

As you trek through the desert towards the distant structure, you will notice periodically the air off to either side of you will shimmer. You may dismiss it as merely the heat playing tricks, but if you choose to investigate you will find mundane weapons like swords, guns, shields, etc.

At some point as you walk, you will feel a tremor beneath your feet. It grows in intensity until suddenly the sand sprays everywhere as something bursts forth from the earth below!

Wavering above you is a blood red worm. It is large - end to end it runs about thirteen feet - and its segmented hide is tough enough that rocks bounce right off of it. You might have more luck with bullets or bladed edges, but it's still going to be a tough fight. It also boasts some impressive offensive tricks; its mouth is ringed with many rows of fangs, and itspits a thick yellow acid that will corrode your skin and your weapons if you're not careful. If that wasn't enough, during your fight you might here a sudden brrrrrrrrrapppp! as the creature farts lightning at you. Hilarious... until it knocks you to the ground.

You would do well to work as a team to take this monster down. You and your partner might have powers or skills that could come in handy, or maybe you're quick on the uptake when it comes to any new abilities afforded you by your new role!

If you defeat the worm in battle, a golden chest will appear. Inside of it are items from your homeworlds - these rewards are especially likely to be any weapons you owned back home.

But hey, maybe you're a lover, not a fighter. There's no judgement here in Folkmore. You can outrun the worm instead if you're both fast and clever - finding any terrain that is more rock than sand will give you a decided advantage.

Once you have either defeated or escaped the worm, you will find that you come upon a small group of tents. Under their shade are first aid supplies, and kiosks manned by fennec foxes offering water, food, and shaved ice. Nice!


so scarlet it was.
Content Warnings: emotional trauma, impalement

Giant death worms aren't the only danger in the desert, they're just the most obvious.

Even if you avoided the worms entirely, you still have to make it to one of the train stations in Cruel Summer. As you trek across the dunes you will gradually become aware that over the sound of wind and shifting sand you can hear someone singing. You feel an urge to follow the sound to its source.

This song could be anything - one that exists in your world or others, or just a melody spun in the air for the first time. Whatever it is, it is heart rending; tears may spring your eyes as you follow the sound, precious moisture falling to the thirsty desert ground.

The singing is coming from a cactus. It is taller than most humanoid creatures, tinted purple and pink at the tips, with abnormally long spines. Its song reminds you sharply of some deep loss from your past, and at the same time inspires a terrible compulsion to go to the cactus and sink against it.

And what a relief it is, to embrace that melody and feel the spines slide easily through your flesh to pierce your heart. You do not bleed. By some strange alchemy, your heartache drains from your body as liquid, filling the cactus and causing its flowers to bloom and its song to cease.

You could very well stay pinned there, dying a slow death of desiccation, but lucky for you Star Children are all over the place this time of the month and someone is bound to see that you need help.

Trying to pry someone off of the cactus is impossible. The key lies in the flowers - they must be removed. When they are, sweet liquid will spray from the place where it had grown, dousing the rescuing Star Child. With this impromptu shower comes psychic flashes of the painful memory that has trapped the victim.

Once all of the blooming flowers have been removed, the cactus will retract its spines and release its prisoner. There will be no physical wounds left from this encounter.

You will also discover nearby that there is now a golden chest. Inside of it are items from your homeworlds, although none of these items are weapons.


Thankfully, you should be able to reach either Oozlum or Obambo Station without further incident. At either of these you will be able to get some water and supplies, as well as get the hell out of Cruel Summer.

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[personal profile] dreamsofwings 2023-05-01 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
He usually has a chance to warn people about the titan thing before it happens. He prefers to do it in text, actually, since then he can think about how he says it and he also doesn't have to deal with real time reactions. But if monsters attack, well, what else can he do? Shoot them? Yeah, right. Maybe if he had a bigger gun.

"Sort of," he answers. "A few people can control it. Most people who turn into titans turn into mindless monsters that exist only to eat people." He isn't looking at Zechs when he says this; he knows what it sounds like. "I don't eat people. Titan shifters don't eat people. We use ours to fight. There are…" He thinks, counting, "seven of us now, I think. But there can only be nine anyway."

He does glance back at Zechs at the next question, but shakes his head.

"No. I'm fine. We should get out of this heat, though."

He's never done this in such heat, and he runs hot anyway. The titan transformation is impossibly hot, steam all around dissipating into the air, sure, but…he does feel warm. Great, just what he needs.

"You seem used to fighting."

Eren's been a soldier most of his life; he recognises the type.
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[personal profile] zechs_isonfire 2023-05-01 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
There could only be nin- Zechs discarded questions along that line. It all seemed like nonsense to him, but he had visual evidence it was real. And he was one year outside of the influence of any piloting system that could twist reality. Given nothing else about this soldier's world, he had to take him at his word. There surely was some science, unknown, explaining it all.

"Of course they turned you into soldiers," Zechs murmured, however. That was a piece he could understand. Given that kind of ability, it was unquestioned that humanity would want to weaponize it. He nodded, serious. "I was a soldier as well, for the majority of my life."

Given that he's twenty-one, that was certainly saying something. Another short nod. "Do you have any notion what direction shelter would be in? I've seen nothing but desert so far."
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[personal profile] dreamsofwings 2023-05-06 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Eren looks back at Zechs's comment.

"No. I was a soldier before I knew I could turn into a titan. I wanted to be one," he says. It's true, though there wasn't actually as much choice as there could have been. Work in the fields and become titan fodder. Be a soldier, and often become titan fodder trying to fight them. There was little else after the walls fell, for those who had been displaced. Not that it mattered to Eren, who had wanted to join the Scouts as long as he could remember.

Either way, they have military service in common. It's something. At least they're not out here totally helpless.

Eren turns to where the worm was and points.

"There were some tents off that way, I think," he says.

But in the meantime, there on the ground where the worm had first appeared, he sees something shining and golden half-buried in the sand. He's a little wary of it, actually, knowing that Thirteen likes to play tricks.

"Wait. What's that?"
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[personal profile] zechs_isonfire 2023-05-07 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
“Hm.” Zechs nodded with his soft sound of acknowledgement. Would their government have conscripted him, after, anyway? Perhaps that does not matter. They are far from home, right now. But it helped him understand Eren better. There was a vast difference between someone who willingly chose to become a soldier, and someone who felt forced into it.

And no, he is not going to look at himself under that same lens.

Eren distracted him from his musings, however - his eyes narrowed. “It doesn’t look like a landmine I’ve encountered before.”

Just in case if it was, Zechs decided he should be the unfortunate soul to discover that - and walked forward to examine the buried object.