folkooc | TFLN, November 2023

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TFLN, November 2023

Texts From Last Night

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TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT GENERATOR

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You may not be so fond of the answer that springs to my mind, as it turns gratitude toward beings you feel little fondness toward.

Perhaps not, yet I would remain curious as to what it would be, for all mine too could be a sad reminder rather than an uplifting piece of imagery. I suppose my cutie mark would depend on the themes of the story and which parts of myself are most relevant. It could be my cloak, swirled together so that it also nearly resembles a rose, or the metal ballet slippers or even an outline of my carriage.

I am capable of recognizing that some of the best things in my life have come from being whisked away into another world to be manipulated and tortured by beings more powerful than myself while simultaneously wishing doom upon them. A lot of the good things in my life have come from the worst things in my life.

I think I like the cloak rose the best, a combination of two things I heavily associate with you: the dramatic flourish of your cloak and that well of passion inside of you.

Indeed. [ Mayerling frowns slightly at the description, though it's nothing new, no previously unknown information. He cannot help but sigh a little at the description, fairly sure as he is that they do not align with the intentions of those beings. The worst he knows it could be said of Thirteen is that she wants Lore. Alas. ]

As you wish, my love, the cloak rose shall be my cutie mark. I can only hope should something of the sort happen in Folkmore, us turning into ponies that is, that our cutie marks shall be honored accordingly.

Indeed. [ She knows he disagrees and he's probably the only person she doesn't push back against over it (but she also recognizes that, yeah, her description is a little over-the-top and exaggerated, blow her). ]

...and I'm gonna hope we don't end up suffering from ponification. Cutie marks are... I mean, they're cute, but if I really wanted one I'd just get a tattoo.

[ Such a strong central point on which to disagree, yet Mayerling trusts Sharon with it and respects her views. The day may come she tries to kill Thirteen, and who knows what will happen should she succeed... Mayerling will appreciate this day and the next and the next. ]

I am fine either way, experiencing it or not, for while I don't yearn for it, nor do I despise the idea. We get so many new experiences here. What is so terrible about that one?

How do you decide whether to get a tattoo, cutie marks aside?

[ She won't try to kill Thirteen. Not unless something massive happens to flip that switch. Until then, she's here to enjoy what she has. ]

The same thing that can be terrible about living other lives or being given a role or having my blood changed. Someone else is playing with my life.

It's simple, really. You want it, you get it. Easy as that. Vi and I were working on a half-sleeve for me before I wound up here. Do you think vampires could get tattoos?

That answer is fair enough and true to your heart. I hope then, perhaps, that we shall be invited to become ponies, so that we can experience it free of that point of anger.

Would you want to find someone here to finish it? Tattoos are not something vampires typically do. Eternity is an awful long time to live with something, and so many other forms of art don't require the same commitment. It may take some scientific engineering to get tattoos that would last.

I could get behind that. Maybe. Thirteen should take notes.

I thought about it but no. If I do choose to get a tattoo here, it'll be something new. And humans live with their tattoos forever, too. That's why most artists don't work on inebriated people but, uh... Yeah, I guess a tattoo wouldn't last long on a vampire

I have no doubt she can see anything here that she wishes. I do hope she takes notice and from it learn. True potential is developed by people making choices for themselves. Being forced into situations may be a step, but it is never the final step.

Something new from someone new somewhere new. A hundred years, a thousand, ten thousand... I have long had to pick with care what I carry with me, for it is so little compared to what I have lost. Normal tattoos may not work on a vampire, yet if there's a place that could manage it, it may be Folkmore, should I decide to get one.

I won't hold my breath.

It'd be a memento you couldn't lose or leave behind. If you ever want one, let me know and I'll help you find a way.

Neither shall I, for I am not certain she truly understands us.

That it would, I must admit, yet it is not something I could decide upon in haste. In the meantime, it is already as though I carry a tattoo of your making.

Don't think she cares to.

I never thought of them quite like a tattoo but now that you mention it... Yeah, I can see it. I was thinking of it like a status bar in a video game, except I know yours and you know mine. [ And, much like the string of fate, she likes it more than she would care to admit. ]

If what I bear is a status bar in a video game, then it is for a video game drawn by your hand. After this long, I cannot help but recognize it looks as though you drew it, and while I know you did not, it still makes me fonder for it. I carry not only your health but your hand on my skin. [ Mayerling, meanwhile, openly declares how much he likes both. ]

That explains why mine have a sort of youness to them. [ Which is to say with more swoops and embellishments. Clean. ] Shit.

This is cute.

Thousands of years of penmanship gone to good purpose. Every time I look at it, it brings me joy, a smile to my face, comfort deep within. [ Good things happen, Sharon, even at Thirteen's hand, little as she may want to admit it. ]

As you so elegantly put it, this is cute.

[ Her heart flips in her chest as she grins down at her Relic. He knows just what to say to make her brain melt just a bit. ]

You know, you might not be able to get a normal tattoo of my work but I can give you a temporary one with pen ink. [ Cover him in hearts, stars, and moons. ] Or edible paint if you're feeling adventurous.

With temporary tattoos, you can paint my skin with your artistry time and time again, each time precious for its ephemeral natural. It would be my pleasure to do both, ink and paint, so long as it is at your hand.

We can make them last as long as we want them to by taking a photo, you know. [ ;) ] I'll order some supplies.

Longlived or short, I shall always value your art, and it is an honor to be your canvas.

You make my heart do things I don't feel it should with just words.

I will happily woo and court your heart every day of our lives together, for I firmly believe you should know so thoroughly you are loved that you feel that way every day of your life until those feelings themselves naturalize in your heart.

Stop!! My heart might give out! [ Her heart feels like a beach at high tide, swollen and full. This feeling verges on uncomfortable and she swears her heart is trying to climb up out of her throat to breathe but she just swallows it back down. It's a good feeling, heavy and sweet and perfect. ] I feel like I could drown in you.

As you wish. It is the last intention in my soul to injure you. [ Yet he cannot help the glee that fleets around inside him. ] You are too bright a star to drown.

Maybe I want to drown in you. It'd be a hell of a way to go.

It may be, yet I am not ready for you to drown.

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