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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.

This can be used for samples on our applications and used as spoons for players accepted into the game!

TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT GENERATOR

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[punderworldgod]

Wait, don't try it until I get there. I need to watch.

[cursedwords]

Fair enough, but don't take too long, I'm plotting my trajectory.

[punderworldgod]

If you're done plotting, let me know, and I'll be there instantly. Going the slow way for now.

[cursedwords]

Yeah, yeah sure. Come over. I think I've figured it out. This will either be a disaster or it will be awesome.

[punderworldgod]

Not sure which one I'm rooting for.

[cursedwords]

[ He'd sent his current address, he'd crashed where he was with the roommates in Lapine and he'll let Baphomet in before shifting to a very small, puffy Tanuki and he'll scamper down into the main room, expecting to be followed. ]

[punderworldgod]

[ Baphomet grins at the small raccoon looking thing Toge turns into and follows along with his big human-stride steps.

When he reaches the main living space, Baphomet picks a wall with a pretty good view and crosses his arms. ]

The stage is yours.

[cursedwords]

[ Great! Perfect! This is definitely going to work, as most teenage ambitions are filled to the brim with confidence...before you know, reality sets in.

Toge scampers up three steps and jumps onto a bookshelf first, skidding to a stop just at the last second. Okay. Great. That's step one.

Only a few more steps to go. He leaps onto the kitchen table and then onto the counter, with his sights set on the fridge. ]

[punderworldgod]

[ Baphomet watches with close attention and his finger and thumb pressed together. It's the kind of dumb shit he used to do, except he didn't turn into animals when he was Toge's age. God, what a thought. ]

You got this!

[ If not, with a snap of his fingers there will be a fiery step to help keep him on track. ]

[cursedwords]

[ It's just as well because Toge is not a very big Tanuki. Of course he's not a very big human, why wouldn't that translate? His first attempt at the fridge was wholly unsuccessful, lightly scratching the side of the fridge.

Oops. Ah well. Whoever lives here later won't know it was him. Plausible deniability.

He accepts the help and stretches out, trying to be limber about it and here's where it gets tricky. Probably. The next highest thing is a light fixture that definitely seemed like it would hold his little weight, and then he'd make it up to the beam. Hopefully.

Toge scoots backwards a bit, crouching down, evaluating the jump. This is the biggest one. ]

[punderworldgod]

[ Baphomet watches aptly. Humans don't need toys. The whole environment is a toy. Or perhaps, like cats, they should have little shelves and runners exactly for this reason.

His breath holds in his throat as he waits... waits. ]

You got this.

[ Encouragement, and backup. ]

[cursedwords]

[ In his human form, he's very agile and he could channel his cursed energy a little bit into getting significant height and other things when he's in combat. It's almost subconscious.

He is not in his human form though. He's still brave, entirely fearless and he scrambles across the fridge, claws clacking a bit and jumps.

Not even close. ]

[punderworldgod]

[ Baphomet snaps his fingers as soon as it's clear. A flaming step appears right where the raccoon lands, and that keeps him around the same height. He's now closer, though the step doesn't provide the most space to back up and run. ]

You wanna jump from there or start over?

[ Getting injured wouldn't help either case. ]

[cursedwords]

[ Someone who was more worried about fair play might start over, but Toge didn't see the problem.

He swishes his tail back and forth. There isn't much room for running but he does take half a step back. He's got about one and a half steps worth of room.

Not much running room, but he's going to do it anyway. Another leap and this time he makes it onto the light fixture. Fortunately it holds.

He doesn't linger, next leap he's right up on the beam. He sits down, pleased with himself, tail draped over the side. ]

[punderworldgod]

[ Onward it is. Baphomet watches and applauds at the end. ]

Well done. Well done. You look quite cute up there.

[cursedwords]

[ Presumably coming down will be easier, but that's Toge's next problem. He dangles a paw in response to being called cute. If he was on the floor he'd see if he could trick Baphomet into petting his stomach to get nipped in return. It's the best trick he has in this form.

However, he figures he can't do that anyway from up there. Toge decides to wait him out, see what he does with him just lying on the beam. ]

[punderworldgod]

[ Baphomet watches for a while, but a cute raccoon on a beam isn't something he's inclined to watch all day. He'd get a crick in his neck. Instead, the god backs up and jumps up with the help of some of the self-same fiery steps. Cheating, perhaps, but he's not the one who bragged.

Baphomet crunches up, taking far more space than the small Familiar, and checks out the view from above. ]

You really out to put a bucket of water up here sometime. Dunk it on someone.

[cursedwords]

[ If it's possible to tell if a raccoon dog is smiling, Toge definitely is because that's a great idea.

He gets up on his paws again and pads back and forth as though evaluating where on the beam it would be best and what he could do to set it up to dump it on some poor unsuspecting person.

Although really, it'd be hard to get water up there without the jumping and Baphomet's help. He's kinda short. ]

[punderworldgod]

[ Baphomet got in trouble as a teenager for reasons, multiple of them. He also eyes the beam and the small raccoon (dog?) person up here. It's funny that Toge isn't simply small as a person but also a Familiar. The two don't always line up. ]

You could pulley it up at least most of the way. When I wasn't balancing buckets on the tops of doors, some kind of trigger system with a rope system usually was my go to. If you wanted to go overboard, Rube Goldberg machine it. That'd be a lot more work, and it might get noticed. But oh it'd be fun.

[cursedwords]

[ He couldn't necessarily say he was mechanically inclined, but definitely he could rig something up. He's padding back and forth now, plotting the way back down. He doesn't look terribly scared though.

Toge shifts, gets his balance and leaps, transforming in midair to land on his feet with a thud.

That was much easier as a human, thanks to his athletic abilities. He raises his arms victoriously. ] Mentaiko!

[punderworldgod]

[ Baphomet laughs watching the small animal form versus the long distance to the floor debate. Toge cheats, naturally, returning to human shape, but ah, Baphomet cannot blame him. Well, he can.

He leaps down as easily and lands with a heavy thud, knees bent. ]

Too far for your little little form? [ Baphomet smirks. ]

[cursedwords]

[ He tilts his head slightly at the question as he considers it and waves his hand side to side. ] Sujiko.

[ Maybe? Kind of? He has better balance in this form, obviously, he's used to it. Then again, he's also sure Baphomet is not going to understand him. Man it's a pain. He'll pull out his relic and hold it up. He can use this? ]

[punderworldgod]

[ Baphomet nods, glad the teasing is taken in turn. Toge strikes him as the kind of teenager used to teasing others, and now he knows the kid can take it in return. ]

Oh sure, go for it. Whatever you prefer, man. [ Baphomet waves a hand. ]

[cursedwords]

[ He smiles and types him a message anyway. ]

I prefer just talking but I know you don't understand me. I'm not used to doing things in that form, where I've trained a lot in this one.

[punderworldgod]

It's a great Tower of Babel experiment. [ Baphomet shrugs. ] Give it enough time, I'll understand you. I speak like 6 languages. They might not be tonal, but come on, you're a living speaker. It's not like the language has been dead and lost thousands of years.

[ Yes, that's a thing. Gods help preserve some fragments of ancient languages, but still, it took a lot of work. ] So what'd you want to talk about then?