fablecottage | TDM #1

fable test drive meme #1

// away with the fairies

In your land, there may be stories of the Fae taking people away. Perhaps you haven't heard of the Fae at all, or perhaps you are more familiar with them than others. No matter how well acquainted you are with the Fae, everyone around you has experienced the same fate tonight: Being taken by them. Partially, at least. For they did not want to kidnap anyone from their home and take them away from the life they knew. In a small jar of fairy dust, part of your soul was taken in the night and brought to a magical village by the name of Fable.

On arrival, the Fae release you from the jar before waving their magic wands, and materialise this taken little part of you into a brand new you. From here onwards, your new life begins, shared among magical creatures from all walks of life. Here, you will be allowed to grow, thrive and enjoy the bounties provided to you by these mysterious and wonderful creatures. In exchange, they ask for a share of the magical fruit that you grow in your garden, in order for their dragon overseer to reclaim his own magic and find his missing siblings. After a briefing on your new life, you understand things as best as you possibly can. Now, it's time to settle into a brand new cottagecore life.

Welcome to Fable.

// arrival

Now that you are a resident of Fable, you have a brand new cottage, a garden, and a few tools to use! There's not an awful lot in your cottage, though: Just a cardboard box, a lamp, a cassette tape and a single bed. Fortunately, though, it seems that your kitchen is stocked with ingredients. Enough to make a pie, at least! Most of the village shops are currently closed due to the bad weather, so it seems like socialising with your neighbours might be your best shot at finding something to do.

Something sparkly catches your attention before you realise it's a message board, advertising an array of tasks for bonus fruit. Did this thing appear out of nowhere just now? That must be the case, since you can swear it wasn't there a second ago. Perhaps the board will urge you to find some fellow people who are in a similar situation as you. The cold weather might inspire you to go fishing in the river canals, have a snowball fight, make warm drinks for people, get active in the kitchen or go sledding!

Or, just ... do whatever you want! This is your magical home now, might as well make the most of it!

snowfolk!

// do you wanna build a snowman?

While wandering through the village, you suddenly hear a voice appear out of nowhere. "Help ..." The voice speaks, rather ominously, which might alarm you. "Turn around ..." It says again, which may send shivers down your spine that aren't related to the cold. "Now, come closer. No, closer. Closer!" Jeez! You know this place is filled with magical creatures, but what on earth is taunting you at the moment? You can't see anything! There's just a Snowman in front of you.

"Hello." Wait, did that Snowman just--? "I am a Snowman." He did. He talked to you.

"I am lonely. Please build me some friends." Well, it's not like you have anything better to do ... "I will give you a reward if you do. Come to me when you have built, and I will give you a reward." Seems simple enough. You almost walk away to get started, until--

"HOLD IT!" He yells, very loudly for a Snowman. "You must use teamwork to build a Snowperson. The best Snowpeople are made with friends. Find a friend and build a Snowperson for me. Thank you."

Well, there you have it! You have been tasked with finding someone to build a Snowperson with. And of course, because these Snowfolk are magic, they're going to be quite particular about how they want to be built. They may berate you and act fussy during the process. You must divide the work between you and your acquaintance in order to complete your Snowperson. Get creative with hats, scarves, shapes, face designs - and whatever else you think the Snowperson should have!

Your final result will produce either an immaculate (or terrible) Snowtyke, Snowboy, Snowmam or Snowman who will reward you both with a random piece of winter furniture and an extra surprise!

Once you both feel satisfied with your Snowperson,
Please reply to this thread here in order to claim the rewards! Have fun!

the aurora ball

// ballad of the northern lights

In Finnish mythology, it is believed that the Northern Lights (Revontulet) are the creation of a fox who runs across the night sky. In Fable, this very same fox is the one responsible for the Northern Lights of their skies - and while he spends a lot of his time away from the realm to decorate the skies of many other places, he returns every Winter for a fantastic show (and incredible party!)

To celebrate his return, Fable's residents gather in Skáld to host a ball and have a big party beneath the lights. And you have been invited! No need to worry about travel - with your magical invitation, you can be poofed there in an instant! In an act of generosity, the Fox of the Northern Lights has temporarily given you a dose of his magic in order for you to join in the fun! While the party is ongoing, you will have a glowing pair of aurora wings which allow flight, a dazzling new outfit, an immunity to the cold, and the ability to create aurora streaks in the sky!

// the aurora ball

The moment you accept the invitation and arrive in Skáld, the magical effects from the Aurora Fox will activate! Shimmering sparkles will envelope you before you find yourself wearing a brand new outfit and accessories for the evening, and they really are very sparkly! Your floating aurora wings spawn behind you in any colour, and just like that, you're ready for the party! Don't worry about the outfit you were wearing prior to this, it has been transported back to your wardrobe in your cottage. With magic, of course!

The party runs for a few days, and it's a lot bigger than you imagined. Just how many mythological creatures are attending? You and the otherwordly attendees will be staying in a nearby wooden lodge that has been upscaled with magic in order to accommodate its large guests. The lodge has spacious rooms, complimentary meals, and even a heated outdoor pool!

The party itself takes place on a mountain adjacent to the lodge with an outdoor ballroom, Troll DJs playing through the night (with both upbeat and slow music), a bonfire, a food buffet and a bar!

Fancy a drink? There are cocktails and mocktails being served all night by the Troll bartenders! Who knew Trolls were so good at mixing drinks? Cocktails and mocktails are exactly the same in taste, except mocktails don't have any alcohol in them. If your character doesn't like to drink, they can still enjoy the tasty beverage without getting drunk!

Regardless of alcohol content, however, each drink will have a funny effect on the person consuming it.
Pink Pixie will make people feel more flirty and sensual, Minty Manticore will make people hyperactive and chatty, Blue Bunyip will give them a case of the blues by inspiring a little bit of sadness, and Purple Pegasus will make them sentimental and emotional.

Welcome to Fable's first TDM!
We're excited to have you here, and hope you enjoy the prompts!
To familiarise yourself with the setting, please take a look at the arrivals & premise page!
We would also appreciate it if you could have a look at the rules as well.
As a general note, the TDMs are considered game canon!
Which means all rewards for fruit & furniture can be used in the game if you apply!

New arrivals have a cottage, a network device, the clothes on their back and a single item from home.
To view the locations, NPCs and more information about the game, please visit our full navigation!

If you have any questions that you have not seen answered in the FAQ, please ask in the FAQ post. Thank you!

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[ Oh... You're absolutely right, 🎵 it doesn't have to be a snowman 🎵...

Her brows hitch up in an unveiled surprise when this stranger grabs and tugs at her hand. Such casual contact is surely not the norm for Ayaka. Everyone always gives the Shirasagi Himegimi a wide berth, out of some heightened sense of propriety, and yet... She doesn't find herself to be upset by this sudden development.

Just surprised. And even more so, at what the other woman says. ]

Oh... I see.

[ She doesn't know how to respond to someone (something?) yelling at her, because she has never been yelled at before in her life probably. ]

To raise one's voice would certainly be considered rude under most circumstances, wouldn't it? Right. In that case, then, if you'll excuse us, Mister Snowman...

[ She's still going to give the snowperson a polite bow before excusing herself... ]

[She just sort of nods to the snowman before turning towards the other woman and pleasantly smiling. Something that's above a forced customer service smile or the polite smile one gives to their coworkers they don't especially like or dislike but see all the time. But not quite a bright, cheerful smile, either.

If a bright, cheerful smile is the sun at noon, and the forced customer service smile is dawn when you have to wake up far too early for your liking and might have a hangover, Irene's smile would be like the 3PM sun: your work day (if you work an 8-5 job) is almost over. You can do it.]

I'm Irene. What's your name-

[This is interrupted by the snowman wailing You can't leave??? but Irene's prepared, and she snaps out,]

Apologize for yelling at her and then we'll consider helping you.

[ Ayaka has a very practiced, polite, mild sort of smile, but the kind that always appears friendly and approachable to most anyone. Irene smiles at her in a bit of a stilted manner, she thinks, but she can hardly blame her. These are strange circumstances, indeed, made all the stranger by the fact that there are sentient snowpeople yelling at them.

"Ugh! Fine, well, I'm soOooOry, princess!" the snowman offers back. It doesn't take even the least perceptive person to sense the very disingenuous nature of that apology.

...Ayaka tugs on Irene's hand, urging them to continue on. ]

The snowperson doesn't seem keen on having a proper, respectful conversation. Perhaps we should come back later, after it's had some time to cool off.

[ ...pun not intended? Oh. That was fun to say. ]

My name is... [ hm. She's so used to introducing herself fully. But here, she doesn't have to. ] My name is Ayaka. It's a pleasure to meet you, Irene.

[...Irene had left her Maestro's lantern back in her cottage, in a place of honor, which is for the best as otherwise it would be tempting to track down the caster who was surely responsible for these sentient snowmen (because that's how it works, right? a caster summons, the summons being rude are the fault of the caster?) and lecture to them. Maybe whip out titles in an attempt to intimidate? Even if her title is meaningless here, and, since leaving the Inquisition, she went from an Inquisitor to an Inquisition Messenger, which is even less intimidating as these things go.

Nothing needs to be set on fire, so it's for the best.]

Likewise. I think I saw somewhere we can get a warm drink over...that way? [Irene points. (The added advantage of having a cup of hot chocolate is that if they encounter any more rude as hell snowmen she can just deadass threaten to dump the hot liquid on them so everyone wins.)] I like to have something warm on cold days like this, but I didn't want to go in by myself, so...

[Okay, letting go of Ayaka's hand now.] Having you with me would be nice in that sense.

[ She finds herself rather wide-eyed through all of this. A new acquaintance taking her around by the hand is really quite new for her, something she could have only imagined would happen with the Traveler. But... She finds herself welcoming it, and this.

And what's more, this young lady is so honest and straightforward with her thoughts and feelings in a way that Ayaka can only hope to be, perhaps in the future. There's really nothing for her to do but to try and meet that honesty with some of her own. ]

You don't need to go by yourself - I shall be happy to accompany you. A warm drink does sound quite pleasant right now.

[Irene is, for now, content to lead and talk, as a lot of things about this world are still throwing her off - where is the danger? Why is everyone missing ears and a tail? Or horns? Or feathers? One or two, yes, but this many people? And so on.

But the best way to answer those questions was to learn as much as she can, as her Maestro had taught her. So, she leads, she talks, she makes friendly acquaintances who aren't afraid of her or especially intimidated by her. It's...nice.]

It's one of the things I looked forward to after my work back home. On cold or wet days, my master would sometimes treat me to some tea, or, if I was really lucky, something sweet. He would usually say something about pacing myself, how I shouldn't lose sight of taking care of myself.

[You know, standard mentor stuff.]

[ Ah. She's heard such words before. "Don't forget to take care of yourself, milord and milady," and the like... ]

Your master was a wise man, it seems. It's important to take breaks and stay healthy. May I ask... what your work was, Miss Irene?

Ah.

[Ah hm. How to best explain it.]

I was once an inquisitor of the Iberian Inquisition. My duty was to learn the law and the scriptures, to investigate cases, and to deliver judgment based upon the law and- based upon my own heart. We defend Iberia, and the rest of the world, against the threat of the Seaborn.

[Which obviously everyone knows the sea is fucked up, yeah? She's saying this like it's a normal thing and everyone has tentaclehorror oceans.]

I left my position not too long ago to pursue a different path, one as a messenger of the inquisition. Remaining as an Inquisitor would not have allowed me to do what really needed to be done.

[ A laywer…? No, it sounds a bit more substantial than simply being a lawyer. But it seems she’s since left her station in favor of... more freedom, perhaps, which Ayaka can certainly appreciate and respect. It's not something she has the benefit of being able to do, herself, but... Sometimes one has to make difficult choices, and she believes that there's a great courage in leaving the familiar to pursue something different. She has to respect Irene for that. ]

Hmm. It must have been difficult to change your course. Please pardon my curiosity, but what was it that needed to be done?

Well, if I'd stayed with the Inquisition- oh, we're here.

[Given this is Fable, the cafe is fucking cozy as all goddamn hell, and a little intimidating for how cozy and inviting it is. At least, to Irene, it is. "Stay a while and be happy," the space says, and her instincts are like great...what's the catch.

But that's just her, and that's why she wanted to go with someone else.]

What was I saying...? Oh, yes. If I had stayed with the Inquisition I would have inevitably ended up becoming a High Inquisitor. And, once upon a time, that would have been my dream: to serve Iberia, to defend her shores, to protect her people. But what I realized is that in order for Iberia to survive, the Inquisition would have to work with other organizations in other lands. An Inquisitor doesn't have that luxury, to go out and meet with others, and to learn their ways. So, I resigned from my position and offered it to someone else who needed that protection.

[Also, the fuck is a Gingerbread Latte, what are some of these drinks, help.]

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