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Test Drive Meme #3

TDM #3 - May/June 2025
🦋 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 another garden party near a large hedge maze in the middle of the night. With his penchant for games the Ruler of the Spring Court decided it would be nice to hold an actual game for all the Adopted present. None of that dreidel game a couple of parties ago. This time, he wants more spectacle with higher stakes. Forced to participate and host aspects of this gathering as well, the Ruler of the Dark Court wanted nothing to do with this, so he figured his participation in itself is for the party to happen at night, during his rule, when his mood is at its most pleasant.

Of course, there is no shortage of light sources such as candles and torches, much to the Earl's chagrin, as well as no shortage of food. This time, the fae decided to try their hand on some pasta. They heard it's a good delicacy from the mortal plane. Thing is, sauces look and smell bizarre. One's purple, while another's bright pink, and they taste fruity, as well as flowery, much like the cookies from the last gathering.

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.


🦋 Feeling on Hedge

So, what about this hedge maze that seems to have appeared out of nowhere and looming quite eerily beside this night's gathering? For one, peculiar noises can be heard whenever one's near its entrance. From the rustling of leaves to a woman crying, everything seems to be coming from inside.

Of course, the Adopted's participation is required and paramount. Anyone who refuses will be met with harsh penalties and consequences, whatever those may be. They also hint of a prize to anyone who comes out victorious on the other side. It's unclear what it is, though.

The fae know that while the Adopted have been very useful so far, they are also vulnerable and susceptible to fear, so to mitigate that, they have some colorful shots on a table marked LIQUID COURAGE near the entrance to the maze with such effects:

  • Gold: Essentially a strong drink that gives you profound energy for 24 hours.
  • Red: Downing this will make you feel warm like an aphrodisiac.
  • Blue: Basically functions like a normal tequila shot. Or three. Comes with a little bag of salt.

These shots are not compulsory for the Adopted to take, but they will be highly encouraged to do so before entering. Once inside, the rustling of leaves and the sounds of someone crying become louder and even more evident. There are also a few key things that seem to be very clear the longer an Adopted is within the maze's walls:

  • The maze is moving. How it's doing it, nobody knows. But it appears to be alive somehow, much like the castle grounds, so finding a clear pathway is almost impossible.
  • Whenever an Adopted turns right two consecutive times, they will see a more positive outcome from a terrible event in their lives. Lost someone? They're now here and alive. Gave up on a dream? You find yourself currently living it.
  • If an Adopted turns left two consecutive times, they will see someone, a family member or a friend who's still alive and had a deep impact on their lives, bleeding and dead on the ground.

It would be great if no one else can see an Adopted during their most vulnerable, but since the maze moves constantly, another Adopted or two might be able to see them trying to parse out what they're seeing, even if their fellow Adopted can't see it themselves.


🦋 Can't Unseelie It

CW: dismemberment, body horror, forced body transformations, mild gore, asphyxiation, drowning of children, death

The Spring King only wanted some good-natured fun within the maze, but unbeknownst to him, some Unseelie creatures and Unseelie magic have appeared inside, threatening the safety of the Adopted traversing every nook and cranny. Surely this will not have any lasting consequences between the relationship of the Seelie and Unseelie court rulers. Not at all.

A few of these Unseelie beings and Unseelie magic roaming around the hedge maze that the Adopted will have a chance to meet are as follows:

  • Manananggal: Capable of severing its torso from its legs, this vampiric creature usually preys on sleeping pregnant women and unborn babies. But not anymore. Due to magic put on it, this manananggal will strike anyone it comes across. Better pour salt on its severed lower torso once you find it, or else.
  • La Llorona: Remember that woman crying? Well, somewhere in the maze alongside the eerie sounds of water flowing, you'll come across a weeping woman cloaked in white with her back turned against you. Be careful not to approach her because once you do, she'll try to choke you to death, reminiscent of how she drowned her own children.
  • Jersey Devil: The first thing you'll hear once you turn is a high-pitched, blood-curdling scream then the sound of bat wings flapping. You better run as fast as you can to the other direction because this devil is out to attack anyone it sees on its path.
  • A fountain: How odd. Running from the jersey devil or the manananggal might have made you thirsty so perhaps there's no harm in drinking from it. But just coming in contact with its water will make any Adopted soon realize they have transformed into an Unseelie creature.

Fighting off these creatures might be best with a fellow Adopted. After all, there's power in numbers. Just be careful not to die within the hedge maze. There might be some dire consequences.


🦋 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.

To be on theme with our festivities for tonight, we want to know a time in your life when you felt lost and wandering about. Perhaps the most compelling story will receive a reward from us.



navigation

sod_off: (Spike 19)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-05-25 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Couldn't tell ya, mate. Left all that religious garbage behind when I died. My only concern now is the stuff that affects me as a vampire, and that's because I hate it. Ruins all the fun.

[There is some invective there, but it's not personal. Midge probably had no way to tell for certain, but Spike was also keeping on a casual alert. He could smell things in here, besides the other adopted. Wouldn't surprise him if the hedge had more tricks to play on them than just moving about.]
amberdrake: Umid Yuldashev (wtf Aubri seriously)

[personal profile] amberdrake 2025-05-25 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
Someone's used to being a humored weirdo, huh?

"I am genuinely curious," Drake tells him, "so long as we don't wander into any hostile creatures."
lementeur: (032)

please forgive the lateness while I shake off the rust!

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-05-25 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
I'm afraid that my experience doesn't include moving hedges, either.

[ Nor does it include nameless weeping women, at least not in this context.

In this case, they're both going on proverbially blind, but at least he can credit Lune with being one of the more observant of their little group. It's been something to admire, how she seems to keep both wonder and vigilance hand-in-hand.

He'll step ahead to lead the way while nodding for her to follow, careful to watch and listen for any potential ambushes, but he feels a sorry guide here. This is nothing like their time on the continent. Sticking to a side is better than nothing, so he'll keep to the left for now. ]


I'd ask if you could burn through the hedges, but that might hurt more than it helps.

[ Being caught in a raging inferno would be darkly amusing for certain reasons only he knows, but he's not beyond nearly chuckling at the horror of it. Nearly. Fortunately, he's looking away with his little smirk. ]
autumnsrunaway: a man in a copper fox mask with long red hair and pointed ears smiles. he is surronded by a decorative circular floral border (Default)

wooo lets gooo

[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-05-25 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
The kappa blinks at her, resting his chin on the wall of the fountain. There's no recognition on his side, having died and respawned with amnesia at least once by now.

"Looks can be deceiving. When was the last time you drank? Water, that is." He coos at her in a low, soothing voice.

lementeur: (002)

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-05-25 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ The fae have strung him up so that no matter what he does, it's going to feel like a loss. That may not be much different from the options back home, but at least there, the gods made more sense to him. He knew the stakes.

What is the point of any of this, beyond malevolence? ]


I'll help keep an eye on him, yeah? Keep him out of trouble.

[ As he peers down at her, he's stricken by how much she's exposed her heart to him since they first met. Back when she wasn't sure how to trust him with her feelings. How many times is she going to be forced to grieve a brother?

I'm right here.

Except Verso isn't, not really, not in the way she deserves. As far as he's concerned, she's the only real person here. At least, that's something worth protecting, as he figures the rest of it out.

Until everything can return to the way it should be, he can do his best to keep her from suffering unnecessarily. ]
sarcastass: (Sharp Dressed Man)

[personal profile] sarcastass 2025-05-25 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Goddamnit.

[And now he knew there was no one else from Spike's home to harass about this either. There was of course no insult taken to the tone. Hey, he gets it, even if he's kind of a part of it.]

... Well I guess that at least indicates the existence of heaven- I'll assume you're allergic to the usual? Crosses, holy water, can't go into someone's house unless you're invited? The sun?

[The last one being the most egregious of the list he'd imagine. Midge huffs and snorts, beginning to trot back and forth from the pair as if irritated.]

... Fuck, we're never going to get out of this goddamn maze, are we.

[Can he walk and talk? Sure! Does he want to go around that corner? ... Debatable!]
amberdrake: Umid Yuldashev (heaven ablaze in our eyes)

[personal profile] amberdrake 2025-05-25 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Understood," Amberdake finishes cutting Lucien loose, then tosses the dagger to land flat on the ground near enough to the side of the fae's empty hand that he can grab it if he so chooses.

He sets to work immediately, gently settling his fingertips against Lucien's skin through his torn shirt. His bright blue eyes go unfocused, or rather... begin to focus on things others cannot see. The inside of Lucien's body, specifically, as his energy threads in through the contact of his fingertips.

The blood in his lungs is the first order of business, so that his patient doesn't drown before him. Drake pushes it back with his energy, redirecting what hasn't spilled into lungs yet back into the correct channels, and then the pressure in Lucien's lungs begins to deflate as he cleans and pushes that blood back into his circulatory system, too.

His energy is holding the blood back like mesh too fine for fluid to pass through.

"This is going to feel very weird," Amberdrake warns gently, before he begins to ease the worst broken shard of rib out of Lucien's lung, sliding and grinding back into proper alignment. Energy lashes it all together to hold it in place, and Drake clears out the hole it left behind of any stray tissue or fluids before he pours power into that spot, helping Lucien's natural -- so fast! -- healing ability along to knit even faster.

Almost too fast, between the two of them.

"...Huh," he says to himself, at that. And when he moves onto the second worst puncture, he concentrates on the bone, and leaves the tissue to the fae's advanced healing to seal up.

"Do your bones knit this fast, too?" Amberdrake asks, already moving on to the next problem, and the next, leaving tingling power holding bones in alignment with each other but not trying to make them heal back together.
Edited 2025-05-25 03:10 (UTC)
doctorf: (13)

[personal profile] doctorf 2025-05-25 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
"You will, undoubtedly, be speaking with a gravestone. Though, I am told that spiritualism may let you talk to someone's spirit." There's a pause before he adds, "Though, I am also told that many self proclaimed spiritualists are frauds." He is not truly a believer all the same.

Victor glances at the girl in front of him, following carefully behind her. She has promised to be careful, and so he will attempt to do the same. He is not quite so physically adept. He is also quite determined to never make another creation as long as he lives. So he must be of some assistance.

"I did, yes." He looks around him to see if there's anything following them. "I don't think I would like to stay, however."
lementeur: (043)

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-05-25 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ His court ruler? No, none of this is making his life easier, but really when does anything make his life easier? The closest he's ever had to a saving grace since undertaking this journey was Maelle, but even she was both blessing and curse.

There's a lot to pick apart here, but Verso thinks he'll do best in figuring out what the other Adopted are doing here. If they aren't from the same world, then what's the connection?

Arms folded, Verso lifts a brow in consideration. ]


Your powers? What would those be, then, if you don't mind my asking?

[ He's not used to people referring to various abilities in quite that fashion, which makes him all too curious what they mean. Is it different from pictos and lumina? ]
miraclewater: (goddamnit)

[personal profile] miraclewater 2025-05-25 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh. Well. He stares at her, for a long moment, debating how to break this to her.]

Don't let your guard down, but nothing here intends to kill us. [Except maybe the dragon, but it's been quiet since he got here. Except for the maze.] Most of the time. The rulers see us as precious pets, or something.
sod_off: (Spike 19)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-05-25 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
Allergic 's a good way to put it. Although the sunlight here doesn't work that way apparently. Doesn't matter right now since it's dark of the night anyways.

Spike looked at the corgi, before moving to the corner. Listening for a moment, sniffing a bit. Seemed safe enough, as he only smelled green in that direction for now.]

Probably not until it or our captors want us to, but that doesn't mean we have to stand here all night. I'm guessing this is the Spring King's doing, but 'm not sure why it's at night. That might be one of the other ruler's doing it though.
miraclewater: (moody)

[personal profile] miraclewater 2025-05-25 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
"There's others who have been here longer," Nahobino offers, almost with a hint of guilt. Why is there always more secrets around every corner? And why must it always fall to him? He can at least shove Wrathion's anger for answers onto some of the more experienced adopted.

Wrathion offers his gratitude, and Nahobino waves him off casually. "Don't worry about it. There's monster in here, too, so you can take your anger off on them."

And then, ah, that question. He really should figure out how to answer it without hesitating. Nahobino is less of a name than a title, but it's the best he's got. "Everyone calls me Nahobino," He waits for Wrathion to be on his feet, and then immediately sets off.
lementeur: (045)

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-05-25 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ Magic? It's not the term he's used to, but anyone could argue that the use of pictos or lumina to be a certain type of magic, or even certain abilities that his family possesses, so what is the difference here, then? Are the limitations different?

Are there limitations?

He'll need to save some questions in his back pocket for later. ]


A less direct approach, then.

[ Verso is already outmatched on nearly every level simply due to his ignorance. It's not a welcome state, though one might call it karmic in some regard. ]

Just how many others are there? In charge of this place?
lementeur: (043)

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-05-25 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Fear or hope can be powerful motivators to make the wrong choices, as well. They seem skilled at playing tricks on our minds. That might make anyone hesitate.

Although I feel much more motivated to put in a severe complaint, instead.


[ Which may also be a wrong choice, without knowing more of what's at stake in this world. ]

Have you run into creatures like this where you're from?
amurderofcrow: (137)

eh, seems forgivable

[personal profile] amurderofcrow 2025-05-25 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't doubt the existence of other enthusiasts or masters of their craft, but I do doubt that they exist here within this reality. The coffee I've tried here has been nothing but an utter disappointment. As you can imagine, Amamiya has kept busy tripping over himself to teach everyone."

Only a slight exaggeration.

Nothing flickers across Akechi's face at the mention of Wakaba Isshiki, even if internally something prickly constricts in his chest, but he nods along, casual as anything. "You're correct. This is nothing like the cognitive world. If it was, I don't doubt we'd be back in Tokyo by now. Unfortunately, our mastery of that world means very little here among the fae."
miraclewater: (look at my hand)

[personal profile] miraclewater 2025-05-25 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Nahobino just shrugs, unhelpfully.]

It's likely to just give everyone a kick of energy or magic, especially those who came here less powerful. [What lurks in the maze, he's. Uh. Not sure he wants to know now.]

Oh? This. This is more likely entertainment.
daughterofpluto: (11)

[personal profile] daughterofpluto 2025-05-25 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Hazel isn't someone that would keep someone else's weapon, but if something is made of precious metals, she's more than happy to help by pulling it back. It's definitely been useful. Especially after the situation with Sciron. She was glad that her abilities could be useful in those moments. And here, too.

She studies him for a moment before looking at the creature again. Cutting the membrane would be more work. She's not sure she couldn't just slice through the wings, but she'll try to figure it out somehow. They can try that if nothing else. She pauses as he avoids another swipe of the claws.

"Especially with monsters that you don't know as much." Usually it's pretty sensible to just kill them, but they are also just two people. She wishes that Frank or one of the others was here. She's searching for jewels and metals under the ground. There's some things, but nothing that she feels is big enough to be used as a weapon.

She considers something before using her powers to send her spatha through one of the wings, pulling it back through the same wing as she summons it back to her. "We might need to go before too long."
amurderofcrow: (pic#17148416)

[personal profile] amurderofcrow 2025-05-25 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
[...Alright, fair. Maybe that was a little much considering they've only just met, but the older boy just shrugs a little, like it really isn't that big of a deal. What a little attempted murder when you're kidnapped against your will to an entirely different world?]

Not in so many words. Instead, she was amused by my attempt, told me that she liked what she'd seen of me so far, and from that point on, she claimed me for her own court. I can't speak for all of the other rulers, but the Duchess only appeared to respect me more for it. Enough so, that we were able to make another deal later, to nullify another ruler's powers.
daughterofpluto: (09)

[personal profile] daughterofpluto 2025-05-25 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. That's true. I'm not really sure how we're supposed to do that, though.

[She wonders if there is a chance to use the River Styx to get around it. It's binding, but she's not sure whether it would work or not.]

Yeah. I don't want to trap them all here, but at least Frank would be nice.

[She's started all over again once before, but she'd at least had Nico to help. Even if he was a stranger. He was still her half-brother.]
gentledawn: (☽ earthlight)

[personal profile] gentledawn 2025-05-25 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I haven't eaten...in a few days." Xingchen doesn't say he has been in a considerable amount of pain during that time, "I can hold out...for a little while." but.

"I will need something to drink sooner than I will require nourishment."

So. He will try.
amurderofcrow: (pic#17696225)

[personal profile] amurderofcrow 2025-05-25 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
The boy is silent as he kneels down beside where he can see Yusuke's body, reaching out to place a gloved hand over the other's chest. From Haru's perspective, she might be able to hear the sharp inhale of breath before he slams his hand through Yusuke's chest, straight through to the ground.

The illusion shatters, every trace of the younger boy suddenly gone, leaving Akechi shuddering there on the ground before he rises back up to his feet, busying himself with adjusting his gloves.

"So you were right. I suppose I won't have to do the same to you then. You must be the real Okumura."
sarcastass: (Shut up)

[personal profile] sarcastass 2025-05-25 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, I have a few of those allergies, I'm calling them as I see them.

[There's so many questions. It's obvious he's openly struggling not to keep asking them too, biting his tongue to shut himself up and re-calibrate a little.

Midge snorted and huffed again, still refusing to completely round that corner and walk down the path, and for once Szel directly mimicked that behavior, seeming to peer down the path just the same as the dog.
]

I'm so glad they could come together as a team to make everyone fucking miserable, what a heartwarming story.

[Midge was at last starting to actually head down the path at least. Low to the ground as he was, maybe there was considerably less for him to worry about.]

Just... listen really carefully. Some of the bushes are kind of uh... energetic.

Maybe they relaxed by now I don't know.
amurderofcrow: (177)

[personal profile] amurderofcrow 2025-05-25 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
[...............she got him]

Whatever.
daughterofpluto: (02)

[personal profile] daughterofpluto 2025-05-25 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
She nods at that. Bittersweet, for sure.

However, at the mention of him not knowing about her question, she sighs before nodding again, more at her own disappointment more than anything else. She shouldn't be surprised that there are monsters around here and that there are other people having visions all around.

"Well, I guess this is just the new normal." Which is frustrating. She just wants to have a normal life. She wants to be able to have a second where she's not on some tightrope over some chaotic situation that she has barely any control over. Another quest that she's sure the gods had nothing to do with for once.

"I'll try to," she says quietly. But she's lost so many people already and it's another terrible thing to have to deal with. "We'd better find a way out."
sod_off: (Spike 19)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-05-25 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Killer shrubbery. Got it. Walk and talk, and I can tell you got questions.

[Spike is following Midge. For someone who can be killed by pointy bits of wood, he's sure not worried about pissing off the Hedge.]