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December 2023 & January 2024 Test Drive Meme
December 2023 - January 2024 TDM
Introduction
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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 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.
🦊 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.
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.
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.
🦊 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.
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 freereal 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.
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
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.
🦊 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.
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Toge smiles a little bit. He's fond of his little hobby. It's his, no one can take it away from him.
But if anything comes up you can ask me, I've been here long enough I might have a good answer for you.
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"I'll keep that in mind. You can reach out anytime as well."
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Toge's dreams might be simple and small, but they're still his. This kind of life is something he seems like he's enjoying for the time being.
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"No better way to make pizza. I am sure you will be even more popular should you get the pizza oven," Nanami says. Inumaki has hobbies, either from home or here. Nanami doesn't know him well enough to be certain. The teenager certainly has a fondness for food from early in life, given his vocabulary.
He eats his food glad for something so delicious. He didn't miss it, where he was before here, but Nanami appreciates it now.
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He gets enough lore to buy a pizza oven, that's for sure. He doesn't know if that means people are particularly fond of him or not. Perhaps they're bored when they talk to him. Who knows.
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He tries not to make it about Inumaki himself. That seems likely to go over better, the less personal. Yet the way he talks about buying things, feeding people, and his outgoing nature seem like they all incline him toward getting along well with a lot of people. Especially since most people here don't think to be afraid of him, they have no reason to stay away.
Yet the years and years of isolation, fear, and shunning have taken their toll. People are scared of him back home, terribly scared, to the point that's the norm in his life, no matter how many months he's been here. Perhaps one day he'll recover from the damage that did. A step at a time.
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Somehow, stumbling into that safe topic of discussion is enough to get Toge's finger tapping quickly on his relic. He really had a naturally talkative nature, it's just that it didn't work out to make that possible. He has to restrain himself, constantly. It's a bit of a struggle.
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"Which icing technique?" Nanami asks. "I cook more than I bake, but I am curious." Baking, even, being more often bread than sweets.
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"Tuna mayo." Toge says, a little excitedly, while realizing that it's useless to do so.
I flooded them with royal icing. You build up a border along the edge and then fill it in, as it dries you can add details. I made snowflakes, and added some shimmering sugar.
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"I have never used royal icing myself, but I've seen many examples with intricate highly detailed designs," Nanami says with approval, "That's impressive work. I hope you took some photos to capture the accomplishment."
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He didn't think of it, so he shakes his head.
No...but I'll be able to make them again sometime, I mastered the technique doing it again and again. It was pretty fun. I didn't win or anything. Still though. Some people said they liked them. That's good enough for me.
It's definitely pride. That's what mattered, he made some people smile a little bit.
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"I would enjoy seeing them. I am happy to share something I make with you as well. I take great pleasure in enjoying the best sandwiches that can be made. They're simple and easy to make, but to make the best sandwiches... It requires tracking down the right ingredients and hoping they aren't discontinued once you've found them."
A minor personal tragedy, a blip in the scale of the world. Yet it is a great part of his experience, outside of jujutsu sorcery.
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He's more of a riceball kind of guy, unsurprisingly and his dinners are more complex, but he tends to have breakfast sandwiches. He wonders what Nanami would choose to make. He doesn't know that much about him.
I've been learning recipes from other people which is really fun. As fun as watching those videos online that I do.
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He imagines Inumaki in his kitchen. The mental image, naturally, is of his apartment in Tokyo. It's appalling, if only because he practically never had anyone over, certainly not a student. That's going to have to change here.
"I don't have a kitchen here yet, but once I do, I would be happy to teach you how to make my preferred sandwiches," Nanami offers. He'll have to find a good source of ingredients. That's key. Yet perhaps via cooking he can connect with Inumaki.
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Toge is nodding, he seems receptive at least to a cooking lesson. He's curious too, about what it is Nanami would like.
He just likes learning new things.
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Nanami wouldn't be surprised if Toge's riceballs are better than his, if by the virtue of how many he suspects Toge has eaten and made if nothing else. Add in the passion to the point they're how Toge chose what words to speak aloud, and it isn't much of a competition.
"In winter, I am partial to soups and stews."
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He taps on his relic.
Hot pot with everyone is pretty fun! I'm going to try and make some lasagna soon. I saw it on a show and I want to try it.
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Hot pot is best done without Gojo Satoru present, Nanami thinks. It can be a fun group activity, but it's been some time since he did group activities. Hmm, perhaps best not to comment on that.
"Ah, lasagna. That can be tricky. I remember my first attempt retained far too much water to maintain its structural integrity." Nanami maintains a neutral face at the memory and the nights eating what felt more like lasagna soup than proper lasagna.
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"Takana?" Toge blinks, asking without thinking about it. Did it turn out okay? What happened with the water? It shouldn't be watery, at least, the one he'd seen wasn't.
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"At the time, I worked a lot of overtime at a corporation, so I didn't have as much time for cooking as I would like. I was making the lasagna so I'd have leftovers for the whole week. As such, I used frozen spinach. I defrosted it, but it retained large amounts of water. The repeated layers atop it and the thick layer of cheese topping it off prevented the water from effectively evaporating. It looked fine in the pan, but as soon as it was cut into and any removed, it... collapsed." Nanami acknowledges the mistake for what it is. This cooking error isn't anything to feel ashamed over.
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"Sujiko." Toge muses. Spinach was wet, especially when frozen. You'd have to take the moisture out, that makes sense to him.
Maybe for my first one I won't use spinach, I'd have to think about how to take the water out of it.
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"I have had better luck with fresh spinach," Nanami says, "but yes, removing water is essential should you include it. There's excellent lasagna without spinach." It's not essential the way the noodles, sauce, and cheese are along with the herbs most frequently in the sauce.
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"Salmon." Toge agrees with a nod. Fresh spinach would work better.
I haven't found a recipe yet. I might ask around. There's a lot of people from different places.
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Toge chuckles a little bit.
Some places have totally different plants and animals, and even some people aren't humans.
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