april first tfln

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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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(exact use is not required, you can modify them for your character, you can use other sources/random text generators/shower thoughts!)

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[pursuitofcappiness]

Yeah, well, I'm not scraping your body off the sidewalk, so put me on speed dial.

[ He wrings out the cloth and then goes back to being gentle. ]

[sine_metu]

Please, I aim for the dumpster.

[ He lets his head fall back. ]

[pursuitofcappiness]

With your sense of smell? I think you might be a masochist.

[ Steve gets him a pillow to prop his head up. ]

[sine_metu]

I don't think you want to know just how much I can smell all the time, inside a dumpster or not.

You just can't stop yourself from helping people, can you?

[pursuitofcappiness]

Takes one to know one, Murdock.

I'll stop when you stop.

[ He gets up to get the ointments and bandages. ]

[sine_metu]

Maybe if I go deaf and stop hearing all of it, I'll stop trying to help.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Is that why you do it? The sounds keep you up at night?

Could try moving to the suburbs. It's deathly quiet.

[sine_metu]

I do it because it's the right thing to do. And I can do it. I have the skills.

No thank you. I like the city. I like my neighborhood.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Yeah, well, it doesn't seem to like you very much back.

[ He slathers some ointment on Matt. ]

Feel any better?

[sine_metu]

No.

[ Matt gets to his feet and walks stiffly to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. He feels through a few pill bottles for over the counter painkillers. ]

Are you going to babysit me all night?

[pursuitofcappiness]

Good, then maybe you won't be going to look for another fight.

And I don't know, should I?

[ Once he's done bandaging Matt, he'll get up to cook. He's... not great. ]

[sine_metu]

[ He chuckles and shakes his head. ]

The way I was trained, I could go fight like this. If I had to. You want anything to drink?

[pursuitofcappiness]

I'll get myself a water. You want me to crack you open a beer?

[sine_metu]

Not after taking painkillers I don't.

[ He gestures around his head. ]

It'll dull my senses.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Just water then.

I won't stay all night. But I might next time if you bleed through those bandages.

[ At least it seems like he can't screw this up too badly... ]

You usually do your own patching up?

[sine_metu]

You really have to buy me dinner first if you want to spend the night, Rogers.

[ He leans carefully back against a counter in the kitchen. ]

I have a friend back home who does it. But she's for emergencies.

[pursuitofcappiness]

And what do you think this is, a butt dial?

[ He means booty call. ]

Sorry, Murdock, it's not you. I'm taken.

[ But he definitely putters around the apartment like he's Matt's girlfriend anyway. ]

[sine_metu]

... I'm trying to figure out what that means from context.

[ And he's not getting that. ]

Yeah, I know. You smell of two different colognes. One's your usual and the other is a much more expensive brand.

[pursuitofcappiness]

That'll be Tom Ford. The perfume, not the man.

[ And just because Matt smells like lingering perfume all the time doesn't mean that he's taken in that sense, but Steve won't call him out on it. ]

Anyway, stop worrying and just sit there. I'll be out of your hair soon.

[sine_metu]

Tom Ford?

[ Matt's eyebrows go up and he grins. ]

Oh, that's where you've been. Okay then. There's a story there.

[pursuitofcappiness]

Tell you what, you let your wounds heal before you fight again and I'll give you the hot gossip.

[ Which means his lips are sealed. Sorry, Matt. ]

[sine_metu]

That might work on someone who can't hear for city blocks but if I want to know you can't stop me.

[ He slumps on the couch and sighs. ]

But I'll let you have your secrets.

[pursuitofcappiness]

[ While he waits for the pasta and the sauce to cook, he also cleans up Matt's living room area. ]

You keep an eye on me and I'll definitely be keeping an eye on you.

[ So don't play that game, is what he means. ]

[sine_metu]

You can't hide like I can. But I'm not going to stalk you just to learn who you're sleeping with.

[ His guess based on cologne is correct anyway. ]

You deserve your private life.

[pursuitofcappiness]

I do.

I get to be anonymous here. It's kind of amazing.

[ He's not taking that for granted. ]