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June-July 2024 Test Drive Meme

June-July 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 OnePrompt Two]

Ghost Tours .
Content Warnings: Ghosts, Potential Violence, Potential Death

Summer has hit. It's hot, and nowhere is it hotter than Cruel Summer. Naturally, new Star Children arrive in Cruel Summer with no indication of which direction to go to escape, unless they're so lucky as to arrive near the Selkie River. The water provides a break, and a selkie skin will protect Star Children from the heat. Though beware the cruelty of leaving a selkie without their skin. Along with the heat, Star Children can hear whispers and the echoes of screams throughout Cruel Summer. There's no obvious source of the noises. Not the normal creatures. Not anything anyone can see.

Whether new or old Star Child, anyone lost, overheated, in need of a rest, or anything else will find a friendly spirit will find them in the sands, rock, or shores of Cruel Summer. They'll guide the way toward the huts found in Cruel Summer. These huts have changed; the huts are bigger and grow together, making them one interconnected twisting winding empty town. No one appears to live there. The wooden town is in disrepair, varying from building to building. Even so, they are cool inside, a welcome break from the summer heat.

No matter how one entered, even through the swinging doors to the saloon, that exit disappears behind Star Children. There's no turning back. The only way out is to explore the way through the buildings. This fact continues to be true building to building as exits continue to vanish. The abandoned town isn't as empty as it first seems. As Star Children explore the branching paths through the wooden structures, they see ghosts of spirits going through the paces of their lives. They're familiar to these spaces and interact with missing objects that sometimes shimmer in spirit energy.

Spirit Children may interrupt these routines to try to talk with the ghosts. Some ghostly spirits are friendly. They may interact with Star Children as though they're someone else, someone the spirits used to know. Others, like the bartender, may treat them like a new customer. Other ghosts are determined to stick to their routines and, should Star Children continue to interrupt, will attack those who disturb them.

These spirits may kill Star Children when they attack. Normal weapons won't hurt them. There are revolvers, shotguns, iron pokers, hunting knives, and other plain weapons around to grab in self-defense. Salt bullets and iron will dispel ghosts. These weapons may be grabbed at any time. However, doing so attracts the creatures in Cruel Summer. A blood red worm spitting yellow acid may break through the floor to eat or spray Star Children. An enormous coyote may leap through the window. Whether attracted by the use of weapons or passing by, any dangerous creature found in Cruel Summer seems agitated when they come near these structures and will attack them and anyone inside. They will focus especially on anyone with a stolen selkie skin.

Should Star Children die, whether to ghosts or creatures, they will not immediately return to life. Do not pass go. Instead they will haunt the ghost town for one week in the room where they were killed. Other Star Children may recognize them and work to snap them out of their routines. Yet nothing will free the Star Children's spirits before the week is through. At the end of the week, they'll come to, alive, in their bodies in the room they died in. Best get through and out of the ghost town before dying again!

A constant through these scenes are the spirits' spoons, visible somewhere in each scene. The ghost spoons are whole. Once free of the ghost town, Star Children may choose to travel to the Shattered Spoon Shrine in Never Fade to search for the broken fragments of any of these spoons. They are in such small pieces, however, that no Star Child may feed them enough Lore alone to bring the spirit back. Two or more Star Children may spend time in the Shrine creating and feeding Lore toward the spoons to heal them. It just may be enough to bring someone back.

  • Whispers, echoes of screams, etc become common throughout Cruel Summer
  • Huts become bigger, interconnected, growing together. Anyone lost, overheated, in need of something in Cruel Summer gets a friendly spirit redirecting them to these buildings
  • Buildings will still be in some state of disrepair, but like a whole twisting winding town
  • Insides are a cool respite supernatural ghost spirit air conditioning
  • Only way out is through, no turning back, as the exits disappear behind you
  • Many are friendly, but some are not. One can attempt to talk to them, but how interactive they are varies
  • Occasionally other creatures from Cruel Summer may burst in and attack
  • If a Star Child dies, rather than return to life immediately, they stay a ghost for about a week, part of the tour
Flames to Embers .
Content Warnings: Fire, Coerced Confessions

Fire! Fire across the realm! For the second half of June, wildfire burns everywhere. While it doesn’t hurt Star Children, it can reduce everything else to ash: homes, businesses, gardens, spirits. The local spirits will be in a panic and beg Star Children for help from small ice mice in Wintermute to fennec foxes in Cruel Summer. How can Star Children help? Confessions. Anything the person they are with doesn’t know. The more earnest and meaningful the better.

When wildfire erupts and spreads, Star Children may stand in or in front of an area they want to protect and confess something to another Star Child who happens to be nearby. Their neighbor? Their partner? A stranger lost in a new land? These confessions simply need to be something the other person doesn’t know to protect structures and spirits. Memories related to the confession will show in the fire. The fire will fuel these memories until they run out of energy, dying down to embers. At least in that place at that time.

Should something start to burn before someone confesses, multiple confessions are necessary to catch the wildfire’s attention and distract it from the fuel source it is feeding on. Two or more Star Children will need to make confessions whose memories are shared in the flames. Water powers can also help quell the flames, but confessions are necessary in the end.

Once July hits, the wildfires are mostly gone, only sparking up here and there on occasion. In their stead are embers. They spark in the air like fireflies and fly around Folkmore, attracted to Star Children. These embers land on Star Children and make them glow. There’s no pain. In fact, the embers provide sparks of insight into memories, situations, and other emotional dilemmas that Star Children haven’t previously understood. Talking the issue over with another Star Children provides further emotional clarity.

Spirits are welcoming to both embers and Star Children. Confessions help Folkmore grow as well. Gardens bloom in beautiful displays. Crops grow healthy and joyful. It’s even possible to hear humming from some of the vegetables and fruits. The land grows with the Star Children. Anyone who lacks a green thumb can work their way around that with confessions! Save that dying plant and grow those tomatoes.

One time that a Star Child confesses, either to wildfire or to embers, they will find a jeweled box shaped like a flame. The peak of the flame comes off to reveal the insides. Within, there is an item from home. It may even be a weapon or magical item. Larger more meaningful confessions are more likely to receive weapons. These items may even be larger than should fit in the box or its entrance. Whether the box should only hold a single ring or fill the palm of one’s hand, these items fit. Star Children also can keep the jeweled box, and this one item from home can be stored within the box. Other items too large to fit the box will not enter it. Only the one from the box.

  • Last two weeks of June, wildfire burns across Folkmore. After that, they are rare.
  • Confessions can protect or rescue buildings, land areas, and spirits.
  • Come July, embers spark across Folkmore like fireflies. They provide insight for Star Children. Talking helps.
  • Confessions help the land grow.
  • Confessions reveal a jeweled box containing an item from home.
ofourdiscontent: (ces enfants bizarres)

(CW: sex referenced)/sexual slavery/sexism

[personal profile] ofourdiscontent 2024-08-20 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Those Twi'lek guys should be sold off, too, see how well they like it. Selling your own daughter or sister to be a sex slave, that's disgusting," Winter said vehemently. It reminded her too much of Kai trying to 'breed' a successor between Winter herself and that douchebag Jeff while Kai fucked Jeff. Fortunately, Jeff couldn't get it up and that was the end of that. "Sounds like this Thrawn guy has the right idea. I mean, sure, diversity is supposed to be a good thing. Especially including women, we need our seat at the table and I hope it's at the head of it."

Winter's eyes widened and a smile curved her lips as she thought of Kai being humiliated and humbled and subject to her whims instead of the other way around. She loved the sound of it, the mental picture it gave her. She should've known that Kai in the end would betray all the women in the group.

Well, all but that bitch Ally.

"Seriously? That's amazing. And the guys don't complain, they just do as they're told? It sounds like everything I've ever hoped for," she said, her eyes sparkling.
survivingsister: (Speaking)

CW: The Empire and it's slavery and mass murder

[personal profile] survivingsister 2024-08-21 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Many where eventually enslaved, Ryloth resisted the Empire's rule, and added the Rebellion. I've also heard some villages were completely massacred or glassed." There's almost no emotion to Morgan’s voice, just a cool, flat tone. She isn't voicing approval, but she isn't voicing disapproval either - they aren't her people, so she doesn't care.

But she is noting Winter's reactions. "Grand Admiral Thrawn comes from a culture which honors warriors, and they don't believe they need be male. In fact, his ships navigators - arguably one of the most important positions on a bridge crew - are young females, apparently a cultural custom. The young women are then groomed to be captains themselves as they outgrow the position. His people are interesting, if secretive." She was aware Thrawn would kill to protect his crew, and had. But they would do the same for him and she understood why. "They aren't human, you need to understand. And they don't look as human as I do."

"No they complain. They may not like it, especially if the Sister they are mated to is heavy handed but we lived separate lives more often than not, even those mated. I don't remember many of my older Sisters' mates around often, although they may have been when we were all much younger." She meant the Sisters who were closer in age to her, given the number of them, they had to have mates around then.

"We're being followed by the way." She's calm about it, clearly not concerned.
ofourdiscontent: (ceux qui espéraient)

CW: The Empire and it's slavery and mass murder

[personal profile] ofourdiscontent 2024-09-04 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Winter's eyes widen. "Glassed? Like everyone and everything was bombed so much, all that was left was glass? Damn. That's hardcore," but there's an approving note in her voice.

"I like this Thrawn guy, what his society is like, too. I swear, women think they've made so many steps forward where I'm from, but when it came down to it, no one had the balls to elect a woman as president. It's bullshit. She was easily the most qualified person who'd ever ran for president. "They don't? Are they like the little grey guys with huge eyes like people back home say aliens look like?" She was eager to know. The notion that aliens were real was enough of a surprise, but one she wanted to know everything about.

"It's better that way," Winter said confidently. "If you trust a guy, he's always going to betray you somewhere down the line. It doesn't matter if they're family or not, it's just part of who they are. I hate them."

She'd never admitted that before, but Kai and his army of Fight Club wannabes had fucked her over and she wanted revenge.
survivingsister: (Speaking)

CW: The Empire and it's slavery and mass murder

[personal profile] survivingsister 2024-09-09 12:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"More like the ground was bombarded with so much heat, the top layer of soil was boiled into glass. Quite thick glass."

"The Empire isn't overly open to women in positions of leadership, you'll find most of us in the Outer Rim or under the protection of what few officers aren't as ignorant." She didn't accept it, but she'd learned to tamp down the open rage and use it to fuel her connection to her magick, fuel her strength. "The Rear Admiral is very tall, taller than most males. His eyes are red, iris and sclera both. His hair is black, but his skin is a pale blue. This is how Chiss look. My Sisters without human bloodlines are pair as chalk, with white hair. We tend toward brown, black, or grey eyes. Occasionally some are born with hornbuds, but this is very rare. Our Brothers tend to have skin tones of yellow and orange, with red being very rare and prized. They are born with hornbuds, which in time grow into horns. Generally, they form a crown around the head and Brothers shave their heads to show them off, even as kits." She gives a moment, and allows the young woman to take that in. "Sentient beings come in all shapes and colors really."

"It sounds like plenty of reason to hate them. You might find males of another species more agreeable. Or no males at all, no one will mind."
ofourdiscontent: (c'est là ma zone)

CW: The Empire and it's slavery and mass murder

[personal profile] ofourdiscontent 2024-09-09 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Winter grinned. "That's one way to deal with a problem." And a way she approved of, can't make an omelet without breaking a few planets maybe.

"Why is it that men have to be like that? I swear, if they want something to follow them around, do as they're told, and look adoringly on them they should get a dog." The scorn in her voice was nearly palpable. Both of her brothers had been disappointments in their own ways and most of her experiences with men at college had continued that pattern. She'd kill before she'd let a man treat her like that again.

"Damn. Never really thought about all of that before. Where I'm from, beings on other planets are nothing but fiction. There's an old joke, though, that the best proof of intelligent life in the galaxy is that none of it has ever bothered contacting us. It's probably true, we're really fucked up."

"No males at all," Winter stated decisively. "That was the problem with the group I was in, we were promised an equal seat at the table but instead all we got to do was make sandwiches for a bunch of assholes. Not. Happening. Again." Or at least not unless she found value in pretending to be meek and innocent.

She'd probably have to. At least at first.