TFLN, November 2023

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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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[fogsong]

[ She lifts raises her hand, index finger up, closes her eyes and breathes deeply as if checking on her inner stomach status. ] Mmm, I think I'll be good as long as you don't shake me. If I get shook, I make no promises.

[zacrifice]

[It's hard to imagine carrying someone home without shaking them a little bit, but he'll give it a solid try, anyway. If she pukes, she pukes. Showers exist.]

Well, it's not like I'm gonna leave you here, so whatever. [He turns and crouches down in front of her, offering up his back.] Climb aboard! Oh, and tell me where you live, because I actually don't know.

[fogsong]

[ Excuse her as she drunkenly clambers up onto his back, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. She points him forward. ] To Lapine! To my burrow! To Mayerling!

[zacrifice]

[...That's not even the direction of Lapine, but Zack laughs, turns like 20 degrees, and starts jogging. (Carefully.)]

To Lapine, then! Hey, you texted him too, right?

[fogsong]

[ Ah! Whatever, she was in the right general direction! That counts! ]

I told him I'd be home soon? [ Granted, it wasn't through text but their telepathic bond but that's kind of the same thing, isn't it? Yeah. Yeah, totally. (Never mind that was probably an hour ago). ] I didn't tell him about my catbus stalker, though. [ She casts a paranoid look around them, searching for those eyes. HMMM, seems as if they're safe. For now. ] Think I should've?

[zacrifice]

I guess there's not much point now, you'll be back soon. Unless you think he's vampire-ing it up in the dark looking for you.

[Whatever that would entail.]

[fogsong]

[ She snorts under her breath. Oh, that's a new one to tell Mayerling. ] Nah, I'd know it if he were. Familiar bond. [ More details you ask? No, we got more important things to focus on here, Zack. ]

What do you think vampire-ing it up looks like, Zack?

[zacrifice]

Uhhh, I don't know. Going 'rawr' in peoples' faces. Baring teeth. Maybe some bats. Sleeping in coffins? I found a guy in a coffin, once.

[Filed under, weird shit that happens in Nibelheim.]

[fogsong]

[ That makes her laugh and then she groans because she rattled her head too much and the world began to spin. ]

No rawr'ing, no baring his teeth, his omen is a bat, and coffins are a sometimes thing. A very cozy sometimes thing. [ Yes, she sleeps in the coffin, too. She used to need the lid to stay open but she adjusted quickly, especially after her death in Trench.

Oh, but wait a second... ] You found a guy in a coffin? Was it, like, a dead guy? Because that's where they're usually supposed to be.

[zacrifice]

Nah, he was alive! Just sleeping. He looked comfortable enough I didn't want to wake him up. Plus I had other stuff going on at the time.

[We don't talk about Vincent Valentine's life choices, okay.]

[fogsong]

Huh. That was nice of you. I think. [ Still weird to find a person in a coffin and just... leave them there. ] Maybe he was a vampire. Is that a thing in your world?

[zacrifice]

Dunno! I've never met one. Or maybe I did and he was it. I'm not a big book reader, but far as I know vampires are book monsters at best in my world.

[fogsong]

Shoulda gotten him up and then we'd have known. [ She bumps her heel into his thigh.

It's not long before the burrows come into view. Little hills dotting the landscape, some of the windows glow, others have little porch lights radiating warm yellow light. Sharon leans against his back to point out her own home. There's a neat little garden and a pathway of stones leading from the road to the large round wooden door. ]

[zacrifice]

So mean!

[He laughs.

At her direction, he jogs them up to the house, halting at the front door so she can climb down. If she wobbles at all, he'll help steady her drunk ass.]

Here we go, home sweet home!

[fogsong]

[ She slides off, stumbles (thank you for the assist, Zack), and throws open her front door. Enjoy a quick peek into the richly decorated living space. It's vampire chic in there. ]

Thanks for the ride, Zack! [ And then she shuts the door (it's slammed, she accidentally slammed it because he can hear her on the other side go "OOPS!" and then continue to shout "Mayerling, I almost got eaten tonight!" with all the enthusiasm of a drunk person getting ready to recount a tale. Inaccurately.

The next day he'll get a text from her thanking him profusely for the rescue and a promise to do the same for him if he ever needs it. She could carry Zack, no problem (probably). ]