December 2023 & January 2024 Test Drive Meme

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December 2023 - January 2024 TDM

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This Test Drive meme is open to all.
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 and work like "mini-events". For new players and characters, you can choose to have your TDM thread be your introduction thread upon acceptance or start fresh. Current players are also allowed to have in-game characters post to the TDM so long as they mark their top levels ‘Current Character.’

TDM threads can be used for spoon spending at any time by characters accepted into the game.

Playing and interacting with the 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 always encouraged to tag new people on the TDM!


🦊 New Star Children meet the Fox still in their worlds, and she brings them into the new realm of Folkmore. As you follow her, your body begins to change and new characteristics emerge. These may stay for a while, or perhaps they will hide away after. And during all of this, the Fox explains to you where you will be going: to Folkmore.

and then... you fall like a shooting star, falling to the land in a burst of starlight.


🦊 Experienced Star Children are already familiar with this time of the month. There are shooting stars all across the sky, and some fall to the land, which means the Fox has brought new arrivals. These newly arrived Star Children will face some tests, but Thirteen wants the more seasoned residents to participate as well.

Perhaps you follow the falling stars on your own, or perhaps the Fox simply teleports you there, but it appears you too will be part of this.

[ Prompt One ★ Prompt Two]

Thirteen Knows What You Did Last Summer . ★

Content Warnings: School Detention, Time Not Passing, Forced Reflection/Confession, Potential Violence

Welcome to detention. Star Children, whether they're new arrivals to Folkmore or old hands, find themselves sitting at two person desks in a library. Perhaps there's only two Star Children, perhaps up to four or five. Regardless, each Star Child has a slip of paper in their hands which spells out why they are in detention, a secret detention slip no one else can read. Which, whew, because the reason any Star Child is in detention is for something they've never been punished for, something they might reasonably have thought they got away with, something they know was wrong.

The door to the library opens, and Kuma Lisa enters. She explains that Star Children will be in detention for four hours, and by the end of detention, they will need to reflect on what they did and express contrition. The headmistress gives no further guidance before leaving and closing the doors behind her.

Four hours is a notable chunk of time, but it's not so long, is it? Surely it's possible to wait it out without making good on the assignment… Or perhaps it's enough to write about it in one of the notebooks on the table in front of each student, without explaining it to another soul. Star Children are welcome to try whatever they want. However, they may notice an oddity with the clock. Namely, no matter how many times the second hand ticks around a circle to mark a whole minute, the minute and hour hands don't progress. It's the same minute over and over and over—

Detention is four hours, but how long four hours takes is entirely up to the Star Children in detention. Read every book in the library. Throw a dance party. Get high. Pull weapons out of the books. All matter of non-magical weapons. Nothing immediately happens upon pulling those weapons—no monsters to make detention less boring. Unless people make progress reflecting on their transgression, communicating about it with another Star Child, and showing penitence for it, time won't pass. Reality warps to stay in the same minute, minute after minute, hour after hour.

What's it going to be? Never ending detention or personal accountability?

However long it takes, it only takes four hours in the realm of Folkmore.

A word of warning to those who grabbed weapons, they will be attacked on their way home after detention. They will be attacked by creatures out of storybooks. Star Children will need to know the literary weaknesses of these creatures, good luck, or the help of someone else coming along who does know their weaknesses. At least there's some excitement in the day after four long long hours.

🦊 Star Children, new and old, in groups of 2-5 are in detention for something they did wrong & haven't been punished for.
🦊 Kuma Lisa explains detention lasts four hours, and people have to express regret for what they did by the end.
🦊 Time doesn't pass unless Star Children make progress toward that assignment.
🦊 It always takes four hours in Folkmore time.
🦊 Star Children who draw weapons from books during detention will be attacked on their way home.

To Prank or to be Pranked . ★

Content Warnings: Theft, Glitter Bombs, Minor Power Nerfing

There's a problem with the nonexistent mail delivery system in Folkmore. Gifts are being delivered to residents' addresses—their correct addresses, even if they live in the woods—but those recipients, written on a fat cream label, cannot pick them up, teleport them, or otherwise move them under their own power. These gifts sit in garish and contrasting colors that make certain to draw attention to themselves. Hello, here they are.

Anyone else can pick these packages up, from the person next door to a stranger walking by. There's so many gifts around it's easy to pick one up, remove the label, and go on one's way. Few people are home all the time, and even if they are, what are they going to do? Pick it up themselves? Ha! It's free real estate. Star Children with abilities to see inside the packages can see something they want badly within as extra motivation to go for it.

When Star Children open their ill gotten gains, these packages explode in a glitter bomb that coats everyone within a ten foot radius. This glitter is impossible to wash out, magic away, or otherwise remove for twenty-four hours. Walk, swim, fly, or otherwise go about with glittery evidence of the crime committed.

Almost always. If it were guaranteed, where would the fun be in that?

The rare fortunate criminal or the original recipient, helped by another Star Child, will receive an item from home. This may even be a weapon or magical item. Those who receive an item will stop receiving gifts on their doorstep, whether they stole the gift or received it from a package addressed to them. They can keep stealing other people's gifts, but they will only receive a glitter bomb from then on.

Mischievous Star Children can even prank each other by changing the label and redelivering packages to someone else. Should that person get help to bring the gift inside, it still isn't their gift, not really, so it too will explode in glitter.

🦊 Gifts appear outside Star Children's residences, even those without residences.
🦊 Recipients cannot pick up the gift but any other Star Child can.
🦊 Almost all stolen gifts explode in a glitter bomb that leaves glitter for 24 hours.
🦊 Star Children can receive an item from home, even a weapon or magical item.
🦊 Star Children can prank each other by changing the labels/moving the packages.

Comments

[goodtobebad]

[ Crowley squints at his new friend for a moment, as if that was some kind of trick question. ]

This.

[ He takes another drink. ]

Drove my Bentley.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Well, you're gonna have a time getting your Bentley here. No gas.

[ Not that he knows about Crowley's miraacles. ]

I enchanted my bike.

[goodtobebad]

Mm. Yeah. Makes sense.

[ He doesn't know shit about putting petrol in his car. He did it once, like forty years ago. ]

[pursuitofcappiness]

You get enough lore though, you can summon your car. With the spoon.

[ Crowley like, kept his spoon, right? ]

[goodtobebad]

Ah, so that's what that's for. And the "lore" is what you get for talking to people, yeah?

[pursuitofcappiness]

Talking to people, yeah. The deeper the conversation, the more lore. And - well. Usually if there's a situation where you gotta generate lore fast, I think telling secrets or hugging usually does the trick.

[goodtobebad]

[ Crowley's face twists in exaggerated disgust. ]

Of course they are. No thanks.

[pursuitofcappiness]

No hugs or no secrets?

I think you'll do fine with just talking a lot.

[goodtobebad]

Would anyone jump at the opportunity to spill their secrets and hug random strangers all on the whim of a magical fox?

[ Shudder. ]

[pursuitofcappiness]

Mostly, it's to get out of traps.

[ Yeah, sorry Crowley, you'll see. ]

[goodtobebad]

Ah, coercion. Yeah, that sounds more likely.

[ Crowley rolls his eyes in a long-suffering sort of way. ]

And extremely typical.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Of foxes? Yeah, I'd say so.

Sorry you had to find out this way.

[goodtobebad]

Of divine beings with more power than sense.

[ Crowley shrugs. ]

Like I said. I'm used to it.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Geez. Hell really did a number on you.

Here, why don't I get the next round? You need it.

[goodtobebad]

[ Crowley glances at Steve, an eyebrow raised. ]

Yeah. All Hell's doing.

[ It definitely wasn't. Heaven is the reason he's so jaded. ]

But sure. It'd be downright sinful to turn down a free drink.

[pursuitofcappiness]

[ He waves over the bartender to refill their drinks and trades some spoons with a hefty tip. ]

I really hope you find some happiness here, Crowley. I think you need the break.

[goodtobebad]

[ Crowley still watches him for a moment longer, as if looking for a trick of some kind. ]

You really mean that, don't you?

[ He shakes his head. ]

Humans. Never cease to amaze.

[pursuitofcappiness]

How is that amazing? You told me you just took credit for the things we do. I believe you.

But, whatever it is you're going through at home, I hope being here helps with it.

[goodtobebad]

Exactly. You've known me for approximately five minutes.

[ Crowley shakes his head. One of the most amazing things about humans, in fact, is how often they don't realize how amazing they are. ]

[pursuitofcappiness]

Yeah, but I haven't lived - what, ten thousand, twenty thousand years?

[ That's a joke. He knows the time differential is way different to Crowley, but Steve would help any stranger. And to be fair, Steve is like this at home, but it also stands to reason that-- ]

--Here, in Folkmore, we're all kind of in the same boat, aren't we? Taken away from home, having to start over fresh.

[goodtobebad]

[ Crowley smirks faintly. ]

Maybe we are.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Well, I'll tell you from personal experience. It's a lot harder to settle in a new place without any friends.

[goodtobebad]

I dunno, I've spent thousands of years going to new places without any friends.

[ Then again, he never really settled, either. Not until the past century or two. Not until Aziraphale had settled in London, and he'd done the same. But he's not thinking about that right now, thankyouverymuch. ]

[pursuitofcappiness]

Not a single friend?

[ He has a hard time believing that, but he's also not a demon.

Or thousands of years old. ]

[goodtobebad]

[ Crowley scowls at Steve for a moment. ]

I thought I had one. Turned out, I was wrong.