april first tfln

[folkie]

1 April Edition TFLN

Welcome to Folkmore's Texts From Last Night meme, April Fools edition! See, Thoth learned about April Fools from reading Chaucer but enjoys that it's an ongoing thing. Thoth's switched things up. Initial messages (aka top levels)—all set April 1st ICly—maaaaay go to the wrong person! So not all hell breaks loose, replies carry forward with whoever you've reached, but you might be texting your innermost intoxicated or sleep deprived secret to someone you don't even know.

If you'd like to opt out of misfires, please include this in your top level (by prompt or overall). Otherwise, enjoy indulging Thoth's amusement and building some new CR.

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 as spoons for players accepted into the game.

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[anothergo]

I'm certain I won't be the last. Have you reconsidered your stance of 'murder all sentient life' since arriving in Folkmore?

[anothergo]

Are we going to be that couple that coordinates our going out attire to match?

[mightysmall]

Hey, we're gonna start the potato sack trend. Just you wait.

[offtracks]

There are some limited cases of it in my home region, due to recent disturbances, but they mostly do not result in anyone being left in the past.
And those who do stay have not reported any memory loss.
I arrived before all of that began anyhow, so I'm afraid my own situation is still a mystery.

[anothergo]

[It's that little gesture that reminds her of those nuanced differences, and she blushes, catching the pants and making quick work of pulling them on behind the doorway and out of sight. They're comfortable joggers, likely men's by their size and the way she fills them out.]

The pants were more a casualty of too much kick during removal than whatever happened with this shirt snafu.

[Maybe he'll understand. When she's tired, sometimes she forgets to dial down the strength during mundane tasks.

Peggy appears towards the end of that explanation, clearly more comfortable, though still slightly embarrassed.]

[anothergo]

We certainly must take pictures.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Oh, yeah, I've lost a whole lot of garments that way.

[ He pats her on the arm. ]

Let me go make some tea. Still one splash, no sugar?

[ She might not take it like the other Peggy does. Either way, he'll also go get some cookies out of his cupboards, though they're a little American. ]

[uncrownedawn]

[ Diluc was fine until that kiss to the cheek, the gesture unexpected despite being gently affectionate himself. He flushes a bright red, his heart beating fast in response to Kaeya’s sudden turn from his focused, determined teacher to his adorable, loving date. Diluc takes a moment to fight through his little bout of shyness. Kaeya might think it’s easy for him, but the truth is, he feels awkward and out of his depth, largely driven forward by his attraction to Kaeya and Kaeya subtly leading him. He puts an arm around his shoulders, welcoming him close, his hand going to rub one of his ears. ]

I can see that. You’re smiling.

[ He glances at Kaeya’s handsome face, the glow in his cheeks making him even more beautiful. Diluc feels so helplessly overwhelmed. He raises his hand and hesitates a little before he finds the courage to run Kaeya’s long sleek ponytail through his fingers. ]

You’ve grown out your so much.

[backwaterbelle]

Wow. Well, I can't promise anything beyond trying my best.

[shadowsincryo]

I did. I couldn’t let you have all the fun of that. [He leans into his touch. It feels good and he relaxes. This is nice. He makes sure to give Diluc’s hand a gentle squeeze.

Not too fast. He won’t overwhelm Diluc. He traces the lines of his hand and gently turns it. He wraps his hand around Diluc’s with the scale between their palms.] And after a time…I didn’t think about it much. Not that I haven’t taken care of my hair. I have my vanities.

[backwaterbelle]

I am.

The fact that you're beating yourself up is why he'll probably forgive you. It's genuine.

[backwaterbelle]

Then you and I will likely get along.

Oh that must be a beautiful sight. I'd love to see it some night. Do you grant wishes too, or is that just hearsay?

[uncrownedawn]

[ Diluc scoffs a little. ]

Dealing with my hair has never been fun. It doesn’t like to behave.

[ But he listens to Kaeya explain, watching the movement of his fingertips on his palm before he clasps in his hand in his. The touch is so simple but Diluc feels a wave of emotion in the action. His arm keeps Kaeya pressed close to his side. The feel of another’s body against his, the skin-to-skin contact of their hands, is something Diluc hasn’t felt in years. It’s an almost surreal experience— one all of him finds wholly addicting. ]

It looks… You look… nice.

[ Diluc winces a little inwardly at the lame compliment. Somehow it’s been easier to give out half-hearted plaudits to all his would-be suitors and hopeful paramours than to give a true one to Kaeya. ]

I-I mean— it… suits you—

[survivalthroughhate]

Pre Vizsla told me what I am sure was a HIGHLY biased version of the history of your planet and how you came to be in power.

[survivalthroughhate]

[Maul did a few more sit-ups as he spoke, a small sheen of sweat starting to appear on his skin. He'd been at this for a while now.]

Not as much as I would have liked. It is hard to find opponents that are at my level. I spend more time teaching than I do sparring with others.

[ihadstrings]

I AM NOT JUST A MACHINE!!!!!

[No, that wasn't precisely what Steve said, but Ultron had a terrible self-image that came from issues that surrounded viewing himself as an actual person.]

[ihadstrings]

I didn't WANT an apocalypse. But the world NEEDED one if it was ever going to evolve the way humanity needed to.

[ihadstrings]

Well, I won't be dropping a giant island on the rest of the land anytime soon...

[All that meant was that Ultron wasn't about to be a one-trick pony. But realizing all life had worth? Nope, he wasn't there quite yet.]

[shadowsincryo]

[Kaeya blushes. His face darkens from the action. He gives his hand another little squeeze. His expression softens into a pleasant smile. A real one,] It does, doesn’t it. Mm, I remember how much your hair doesn’t like to behave.

[He lifts his other hand and winds an unruly lock of red hair around his fingers.] Come summer, it will be quite the wild fire behind you.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Hey, that's all I can ask for.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Okay. Then what are you?

[licensetocrane]

well some people can stand to get a bunch of shit off their chest ig
sometimes thats all thats wrong too much pressurised bottling

you live in england before this?

[punderworldgod]

Too true. You have to release the pressure to keep calm and carry on.

Indeed. You must be from somewhere with an England if you recognize the NHS.

[silent_butdeadly]

[He watches her crawl inside the apartment on the ceiling, and it's hard for Bucky not to be instantly reminded of Peter. Maybe that's why he sees no problem in inviting her: if she's the female version of Spider-man in her world, then she probably has a good heart like the kid does in his world. Just like Steve is always Steve, no matter what universe he's from.

He raises an eyebrow at the nickname, his lips curling into a small, amused smile:]

Does that mean I can call you 'Sticks'?

[Once the coffee is done being, he reaches into the cupboard for the only two mugs he owns, and pours the coffee before sliding a cup in front of Gwen, alongside the carton of milk.]

So. Spider powers, huh?

[You can tell already he's a great conversationalist, can you?]

[silent_butdeadly]

Not really. I've been the 'final guy' for enough people in the past. I'd rather not be that guy ever again.

You do realize that I was injected with the Super Soldier serum, right?

[Oh, he'll last, don't you worry Rogue. When they both get there.]

About half an hour by my guess? I need to find a way to let her down gently. Wouldn't want to break her heart.

[Be warn, he'll be getting a meemaw from the whole ordeal.]

I'm not sure I follow your train of thought here? Why a glove?

[40's man not getting sex joke, more news at 6.]