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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.



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amurderofcrow: (192)

[personal profile] amurderofcrow 2025-05-26 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Akechi and Verso shaking hands on being ready to die the second they leave this place but needing to get out of here first.]

Their relationships with one another seem complicated. They've ruled together for centuries at this point, so clearly there's history none of us have been granted access to, but for being immortal, they certainly seem to lean towards the dramatic. I imagine, out of our sight, they squabble and fight and draw lines between their factions as easily as anything. We may be able to use that to our advantage, if we can turn them on one another.
autumnsrunaway: from side profile, a man in a copper fox mask with long braided red hair and pointed ears smiles softly at a rose (charmer)

[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-05-26 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
With his long red hair woven into an elegant, braided bun, the fae's neck is laid bare for admiring. Around one side, curling up from the back of Lucien's shoulder, is a delicate mark of a fern. Whether or not the duke can tell, it's the manifestation of an open favor Lucien was charmed into giving the King at his last party, a bond he owes to Narciso. Otherwise, his neck and throat are bare.

Lucien turns the comment over in his mind, one ear perking up as he puzzles it out. Had something in him wanted to have an audience with a ruler, guiding him to their table? It seemed strange, given that his plans had been to lie low until he saw Laurent's dragon, but it wasn't impossible. "It's not the first time I've been wrong about you all, and I'm certain it won't be the last. Would you believe that at the last party I asked The Queen if the Prince was her son?" He lowers his voice to admit this, making fun of himself, taking the tease good-naturedly.

"Allow me, Your Grace." He reaches out to grasp the wine bottle and refill the Duke's glass, moving his body a little further into Lux's space. Do his fingers trace down the neck of the bottle suggestively for an instant before he lifts it? Who can say? He eyes up the Mazikeen as he pours elegantly- at least working Anahita's bar has been helpful for something.

"The similarities between our realms are so intriguing. You'll have to be patient with me if I'm a bit of a lightweight, I haven't had real liquor for two months."

He finishes his pour with a twist of the wrist so that not a drop is wasted, setting the bottle down and returning to his own glass. He takes another bite of cheese, then a deep sip of wine, eyes sliding shut at the pairing.

"Mmh. Divine."
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[personal profile] viennoiseries 2025-05-26 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
A step, and she catches the airborne coin in her hands. It feels real enough, even though Gustave couldn't really... "Good luck," she grumbles. Lune recognizes it for charming nonsense, but...Just imagine. All that happened was Gustave with good luck.

She lifts a hand to peer at the coin's orientation.

"Heads," Lune announces, but extending her hand toward him, offering it back. Schools her expression, as though she is delivering an important point. "Although, I could have sworn you said left is unlucky for you."

Checkmate, so-called lucky coin.
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[personal profile] goldenturtle 2025-05-26 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't ask something so obvious.

[ He feels weirdly violated, knowing that someone changed his clothes while he was unconscious. It would be different if it was one of his staff, but some random fae?

Cale shivers and rubs his arms with his hands. Then pauses, digs around for his waistband, then takes a quick peek at his hip.

...Ah. ]


...

Lena. Make sure to never pass out before one of these parties.
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[personal profile] memorycardio 2025-05-27 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
You can choose. But one option may be unwise at this time.

[Perks of not having a real body: no lungs to run out of air, no muscle to strain or tire. Maybe magic fuels her body, and that can run out, but Sophia can run for some time without getting tired like a normal human would. She runs and runs, trying to get as far away from the Jersey Devil as possible, following a random route through the maze.]
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[personal profile] theladyofwinterfell 2025-05-27 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
I've only ever met one person who could speak it in my entire life. She was a Targaryen. From what I understand, there is a bastard sort of Valyrian spoken in the Free Cities but I have never traveled there.

And why would I not recognize your version of Westeros?
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[personal profile] angotas 2025-05-27 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ This just alarms him more and more. If no one but those in the Free Cities speak it, that must mean there are no Dragonkeepers left. And if there are no Dragonkeepers —

A grim future indeed. ]


My mother arrived tonight, but she is my age. It would seem these hosts of ours find amusement in bringing people from different points in time. That is my only explanation, limited as it is.
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[personal profile] memorycardio 2025-05-27 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, let's do it! I will try "apple juice".

[She's so! Excited! To eat and drink for the first time! She hums to herself happily as they wander off to find some drinks.]
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[personal profile] javora 2025-05-27 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Her smile is patient and a little demeaning in how very unbothered she is by his questions or statements - as if humoring a child that she's very fond of. But she does not enforce that with words or action, in that, it's a show of some respect to withhold from booping him on the nose or the like. ]

It's no wonder you mortals think we speak in riddles when it's your mind that twists everything you hear. My sun will never not be what it is, regardless of all else. No mortal can change that.

[For a second, she tilts her head in thought, curious how to answer him in this moment.]

I do believe we have a great number of eyes on us tonight, fawn, how about giving them a show?
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[personal profile] foraride 2025-05-27 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
There's a slightly skeptical pause in response to that, but it's not like he can do anything about it right now anyway. Without much other option, Kiriya takes a moment to think seriously about the question.

"It's weird," he pronounces finally. He can feel he command rattling around in the back of his head, but it's also holding back the unseelie trying to crowd in, so net positive? Maybe? Whether it would be more or less strange without that added complication is hard to say.

"But better than the alternative, probably."
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[personal profile] memorycardio 2025-05-27 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
Where... did you lose them?

[She tilts sideways, gazing in morbid curiosity at the spot where her torso just sort of ends. It's far less gruesome than one would expect, but still not great. Surely they can solve this logically...!]
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[personal profile] memorycardio 2025-05-27 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
[deal with it!!]

Yes, I am free to leave at any time. I have yet to find the limitation for my access on these devices.

[Granted, she's only tried a couple so far. But that's still a truthful answer!]
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[personal profile] foraride 2025-05-27 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ Good an answer as any. Kiriya obligingly takes the turn, ears lifted on high alert for them to run into anything dangerous. Or more dangerous. ]

You have something specific in mind or just guessing?

[ It was an awful certain response, is all he's saying. ]
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[personal profile] astronema 2025-05-27 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Mn," Astronema makes a sound of agreement, "I think you may be the only one I've done that to and then chatted about it, after. But it is weird. The variation I reverse-engineered this from felt a bit like having sandpaper in my skull, every time I thought about it. When I could think about it."

She offers a wry little smile.

"Good to know mine is superior in multiple ways."

Take that, Rita.
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[personal profile] foraride 2025-05-27 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah but maybe you taste better.

[ Not exactly his best comeback, but there's a bit of a learning curve to figuring out how to process a very different kind of sensory input. Motorcycles never have to deal with this nonsense.

But he does push himself into a trot, trying to keep himself as aware as possible for someone who can't really see the sky at the moment. ]


How's your eyesight, Charmander?
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[personal profile] lementeur 2025-05-27 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ The most depressing of alliances, were it ever made known. ]

Hm. Sounds a bit like family.

[ Verso may know a little bit about immortal families, though these fae have had even longer to find things to squabble about. It may also make them more difficult to separate, without knowing the right weaknesses. ]

One of them has to think they're in control of everything, right? More than the others? Finds ways to make people fall in line?
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[personal profile] burn_with_us 2025-05-27 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't want anything, Eponine, except an ally," Katniss says. "Knowing someone will have my back here when I don't know how things work is more valuable than anything else you could give me. Besides, you need boots and clothes to just survive. If I've got something I can share with someone else, I'm going to do it."

Katniss has always been fiercely protective of the poor in District 12 and Eponine reminds her of so many people back home, people who only scraped by on meager supplies from the Capitol and whatever they could find to trade or beg for.

"I can't survive if I can't go hunting. It's what makes me happy. Why would I waste what I get in return for it?"
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[personal profile] pentacled 2025-05-27 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
Does it? [ asked in earnestness. while faquarl may not be able to "see" inside of others, he'd likely be able to sense that brimming radiance -- ] Do you mean that figuratively, or literally?

[ or religiously, even. hm.

the mace says enough, anyway. his mouth quirks to the side a bit, and he gestures for her to step ahead of him. faquarl can jump in of course, if there's ever actually any need to do so, but frankly - he'd rather another do so if they have the power for it.
]

Care to take the lead, then?
Edited 2025-05-27 01:13 (UTC)
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[personal profile] theladyofwinterfell 2025-05-27 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Who is king on the Iron Throne for you?
angotas: (pic#17814165)

[personal profile] angotas 2025-05-27 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ Now he's on edge. ]

I could ask you the same.
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THAT ICON IS SO CUTE

[personal profile] myshallowemotions 2025-05-27 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
Honestly, Ivan isn't sure whether that move was impressive or pathetic. Maybe it's a little of both because while he's never seen someone climb a tree that fast, the fact that it was used out of fear of a gaggle of mostly stumpy corgis takes away from the effect.

"You assume just because they're different from you that they would want to hurt you." It's a statement not a question and one Ivan knows all too well. Still, in order to save the dogs from further insult, he sends them away, promising to bring them food tomorrow. Once they're heading back to the barn, he turns to look up at the stranger in the tree.

"Are you planning on coming down?"
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[personal profile] theladyofwinterfell 2025-05-27 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Brandon Stark, my brother. The North is independent. I am Queen in the North.
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[personal profile] kingforboth 2025-05-27 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
It might have been a boring conversation for some but Kelson knew how important boring conversations were. He'd been brought to court at his father's side since he was able to sit up unaided. Learned to listen at a young age, absorbing the knowledge and patience that his father brought when listening and dealing with those 'boring conversations'.

"I suppose it's similar enough to planning for a typical winter in Gwynedd. I imagine you have to be a bit more careful. Do you have any others you might trade with if your stores run low? Or is the entire area under snow and ice?" Kelson couldn't imagine it still.

"Our winters are not so long of course, but we have to plan for the flooding that happens every spring. It makes various parts of the kingdoms and boundaries impossible to traverse on foot, at least on the Gwynedd side and too long to get to by sea. It leaves us periodically open should others care to take advantage." Each had their advantages and disadvantages.
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[personal profile] memorycardio 2025-05-27 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
I see.

[Sophia sits on that one for a moment, trying to find some way around it. She seems to wilt when no answer presents itself, though.]

I'm sorry. I thought I could help, but I'm completely worthless right now...
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[personal profile] goldenturtle 2025-05-27 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
Hey. Look at me.

[ Cale will wait until she does. ]

Don't apologize. There is no such thing as a worthless person. You will always have value, regardless of circumstances.