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pixieledmemes2025-03-21 08:39 am
Test Drive Meme #2 - Overflow
🦋 Expand for Test Drive #2 Prompts
🦋 Introduction
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🦋 The Party
You wake up at a party.
You're not sure how, exactly, you got here. You may have just been walking in the woods or at a meeting for work or doing any other normal activity for you. But you know you weren't supposed to be at this party, you're fairly certain.
Anyone you ask about it will say the party is for you. You and the others also waking up and looking confused. Further questions will lead to the partygoers insisting you have something to eat. You're starving and others are eating the food without repercussion, so you figure there's no harm in a bite. You finish your portion.
It's a garden party at the crack of dawn, with the sun still in its early stages of climbing through the yonder, casting a good mix of pastel hues of blue, pink, and beige on everything. Heralding the first day of spring, the Ruler of the Spring Court has found it fitting to arrange this gathering where guests can feel the blades of grass touching their ankles, as well as the rich soil beneath their feet. Flowers of all kinds surround the party as if they were carefully curated. With spring as the "dawn of seasons," which marks a transition from winter's latency to the resurgence of life everywhere, the Ruler of the Dawn Court has also seen it fit to host aspects of this party during the one time of the year that dawn occurs the whole day. Tall candles and torches grace the outskirts of the garden party, providing warmth and an orange glow everywhere. Not one flame goes out even with the occasional wind, the Duchess always makes sure of this.
There are also freshly picked blossoms and branches with leaves on every table accenting the festive spread of food and drinks. This time, a lot of the food prepared for the Adopted guests are familiar to them with a little bit of a twist. Burgers might come in small packages and in toothpicks, while hotdogs in buns are also diminutive. Cookies look delectable but they have a flowery flavor to them, as if eating freshly picked daisies or daffodils. Fruits that may have been present in an Adopted's home, such as pineapples and watermelons, have seeds in odd places. Picking this selection of food is an attempt to be more welcoming and to appease the lovely guests the fae have invited.
As the party winds down and everyone's eaten, a tall, stately woman stands up and speaks. You feel her voice more than hear it.
I am the Lawspeaker of the Fae, elected by Seelie and Unseelie alike, and you are all, now, subjects of Faerie. You cannot leave this realm once you have eaten our food, and even if you could, there is no saying how much time has passed back where you're from. Your loved ones are likely dead, your problems have likely played out. We require assistance in various matters, and each of you has been chosen for your talent and skill. You will be adopted by one of the Seelie or Unseelie Courts based on your strengths and personality. Your Court will decide what to do with you from there.
As suddenly as she stood, she sits back down.
🦋 Chance at a Dance
A party is not complete without dancing, of course, and while during the last gathering held for the Adopted, different fae danced to music exclusively for them around a glowing tree, this time they are insisting their guests to join in.
This is a party for you, after all.
If the prodding of the different fae hosts won't convince you, perhaps the music will. They play easily recognizable tunes that their wonderful guests must have heard before. These melodies have certain unique effects to their mortal attendees, which are as follows:
- Upbeat Music: You will believe that you and your dance partner have been friends forever and have known each other a long time.
- Romantic Music: You will become amorous and flirtatious towards your dance partner.
- Slow Music: You will develop some tension with your dance partner. It may be negative or sexual; completely up to you.
- Quiet Music: You will assume your dance partner is a threat and try to fight them.
🦋 Flower Power
At the Spring King's behest, every Adopted should wear a flower corsage or boutonnière to the gathering. After all, this is to celebrate the coming of spring and what better way to do that than to honor everything in bloom.
The thing is, though, the King of Spring, while amorous and friendly, also has a penchant for playing with mortals' memories, if not also affect their desires and despairs.
So, mischievous as he is, he made sure to enchant the different flowers present in every corsage and boutonnière for the party with the effects below:
- Rose: You will recall a horrific trauma
- Carnation: You will see a vision of your future, whether it's good or bad
- Orchid: You will remember a time you lost someone
- Chrysanthemum: You will believe someone among the Adopted is your soulmate
- Dahlia: You will believe you betrayed someone important to you, whether you actually did or not
It is perhaps a good thing that no one but the Adopted are allowed to see these visions and memories, but everyone who wears a corsage or boutonnière will be able to see each other's memories and visions when in close enough physical proximity to the vision-haver, for better or for worse.
🦋 GEIS
You feel a vibration in your pocket sometime after the Lawspeaker addresses everyone. When you search for the source, you will pull out your Leaf, the device the Fae use to stay in touch with each other. Anyone who's used a smart phone will easily recognize how it works.
Greetings, Adopted. This is your Lawspeaker.
Tell us all of a time you gave someone a gift. Perhaps a bouquet of flowers or a box of chocolates. Was it appreciated or not? A reward might await the most meaningful gift given.
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[ Martin will be there early, of course, tugging close what little of the Lonely's power still remains in him, staying unobtrusive, forgotten. Waiting for "Elias" to come round the corner. ]
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He steps around, feeling a chill and pulls his jacket a little closer. He doesn't immediately see the Lonely bit in the hall, not knowing to look.]
Hello?
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The realisation that he just hasn't got a sharp enough knife to end "Elias" immediately is - uh - well shit, that's bad, actually, but he can't fumble this now. Threaten? Yeah, all right, try that. At least until he can get at the real knife in his pocket, still stained with Jon's blood. ]
Look, I don't know how in the hell you got out of that alive, but if you want to stay alive, you'd - you'd better give me a single good reason not to cut your eyes out right this moment.
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[In an instant, he's got with a knife to his throat, lined up just nicely with the scar already there from the last time someone did this to him.
He makes a noise behind Martin's hand before hearing him speak. Martin. Martin, that's his Martin-
Jon squirms a little, trying to call out to him but his- hand is still in the way.
Instead, he raises up his scarred left hand to try and grab at Martin's arm.]
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Martin's eyes go wide. Instinctively tightens his grip on the knife and Jon for a moment. ]
Wait - you're not Elias -
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Of course, he's so goddamned stupid sometimes. Knife - Martin was looking for him. He pats at Martin's arm again, not feeling quite safe or comfortable enough to shake his head yet. Blade is still too close to the skin.]
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Give him a second, as he looks around the floor to the knife, and then up to the man....]
Martin?
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Also, a giant bloodstain on the front of his jumper at just Jon's height.
Martin lifts a trembling hand to his own mouth. ]
Jon? I - is that really you?
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It's me. I- I've been looking for you.
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[ Now that he's no longer holding a deadly weapon, Martin surges forward to wrap his arms around Jon. ]
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[Before he knows it, Martin's got him up in the man's arms and wrapped up tight. Jon laughs a little and wraps his arms right back.]
Here we are.
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Here we are and I've nearly stabbed you. Again.
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Yes, I'm rather glad we avoided that. I'm not sure what would happen here if you did. Thank you for not stabbing me. Again.
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Twice in as many days. No thank you.
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[He takes a deep breath, smelling Martin's more familiar shirt and his own blood than anything else he's smelled around.]
So we both just left the apocalypse. And woke up here after... that. Is that correct?
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That's what I remember. Yeah.
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[But as Martin takes in the sight of Jon, Jon likewise takes in the sight of Martin.]
...Did you really call me your husband?
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I - ah - I thought maybe you were Elias, so I wasn't ... I mean, I was trying to blur things a little at least...
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No, I- I understand. It just caught me off guard once I realized that was you.
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W-well I haven't gone off and secretly married you or. Anyone else. Still - boyfriends.
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[He nods in acceptance of that, not really thinking much more of it.
(A lie. He will be thinking about it for days, possibly months. He just has to tell himself he won't think about it.)
He does reach tentatively for Martin's hand, only touching the back of his fingertips to the larger man's hand.]
Glad to hear of that, though. I don't know that I'd recover if you had.
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Anyway. Martin tips his hand up, firmly taking Jon's in turn. ]
We promised, didn't we? Together.
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Yes. Together. I won't be breaking that promise.
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Good, ah. Because I have no idea where the bloody hell we are.
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