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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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autumnsrunaway: a man in a fox mask with pointed ears and windswept long red hair makes an expression of unpleasant suprise (gasp)

yisssssssss

[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-06-03 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Lucien staggers into their arms and looks up at them, ears flicked back in alarm, disoriented and confused. "I'm sorry I-" the fae shakes his head, steadying himself against Caelus, shuddering as the strong arms wrap around him. "where? I'm - I don't know where I am?"

As they send the healing through him, they can sense no illness, nor injury, not physically anyway. It does ease some of his tenseness. Lucien gets a strange Look, reaches up, and tries to tug at his mask, which doesn't budge. "What's happening? I'm ... I'm frightened."
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BEWARE SPOILERS ALL THE WAY DOWN

[personal profile] monochromous 2025-06-03 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Gloved fingertips stop just before touching Clea's cheek, hovering there as if frozen in time, but at the very last second, the touch withdraws, Alicia's little fist pressing against her own chest instead. After so long apart, after everything that they've been through, even if seeing her elder sister disfigured like this tears her in two, Alicia still misunderstands Clea enough to assume the touch would disgust her.

Instead, she huffs out behind her mask - equal parts intrigued and annoyed with her sister's caginess in answering - but the conversation quickly shifts to something that leaves Alicia's breath stuck in her throat.

A way to communicate? How?

There's no hesitation for her to dig into her pockets before she's pulling out the Leaf, brows pinching under the curls of her bangs. She flips the little device over in her hands, poking at the screen, and when it isn't so immediately obvious how to use it, she holds it right back up to Clea to show her.]
autumnsrunaway: a man in a fox mask with long red hair and pointed ears yells angrily, his mouth comically wide (outrage)

[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-06-03 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
Lucien starts to winnow away, but has never experienced a gravity well, so his form blurs and flicks back. He throws his hands up and a bubble of air pressure is enough to halt the net, but it only lasts a second before collapsing. The fae lets out a shout as the net ensnares him, finally taking out a dagger to tries to cut it, which, of course, has little effect.

"CAULDRON'S TIT."

The gravity well pushes him down onto one knee.

"I guess we know what side you're on, asshole!"
desireandhope: (Alert)

[personal profile] desireandhope 2025-06-03 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
"I understand. Everything here must be terribly disorienting."

He pulls back from the hug, giving her a critical look over.

"When did you get here? I hope you haven't been wandering alone for long. I know Ren will be ecstatic that you are here, even if that means you have been kidnapped too."

Yusuke looks around the maze, idly looking for any danger that may be heading their way. He's already had a run in with one monster that attempted to kill him, he certainly doesn't want the both of them to run into a second.
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[personal profile] monochromous 2025-06-03 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[It feels as if the world goes still.

Alicia's touch lingers there at Maelle's ear, a sharp little intake of breath from behind her mask, a flash of some unreadable emotion in her eye. Because while it warms her heart to know that her brother is near, the relationship there couldn't possibly be more complicated than it already is.

Still, even if she wants to leave to find Verso, Alicia reaches down to take Maelle's hand in her own instead. He can wait. Instead, the woman uses her free hand to wave around at the world around them, silently questioning just where they are.]
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[personal profile] coolcustomer 2025-06-03 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Just a bit." But she's making the best of it that she can. She has a lot of practice doing that.

(They all do, for better or worse.)

"I only just..." She gestures in what is hopefully the direction of the party. "I think I've been in here for twenty minutes or so? I saw Ren and Mona-chan at the party."
desireandhope: (Framing (serious))

party!

[personal profile] desireandhope 2025-06-03 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Alicia is not the only person wandering around the outskirts of the party. Yusuke has not been wrangled into the maze yet, still investigating and exploring everything on offer and looking for any familiar faces in the crowd. He's taken a moment to relax by the side, his sketchbook an ever present companion in his hands.

So when he sees the girl who is a painting come to life he actually stops. His pencil stills, eyes wide as he drinks in the composition set before him. The greys she is draped in, vibrant even in the low light, in contrast to the vivid flowers she looks over in gloved hands. The mask, casting different shadows across her face and only emphasizing the bright grey eye that she gazes with onto the world. The long cascading silver hair, curling gently along its length as it frames her face. Yusuke feels a tightness in his chest, something he hasn't felt since he first spied Ann on the street from within Madarame's car.

Much like then he feels himself move as if in a trance, barely registering that his sketch of her is unfinished. He manages to tuck his sketchbook away along with his pencil even as he approaches her, spellbound.

He wishes he could say that he has learned better from that initial encounter with Ann. That he approached this with more grace, reserve, and sense than back then. As it stands, however, his heart cries out as he touches her shoulder.]


You're beautiful.

[It's a breathless whisper, filled with awe.]
artfuldawkins: (look up to the sky)

[personal profile] artfuldawkins 2025-06-03 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Get it on a bit of grass or a stick or something!" He wasn't really sure himself, and seeing the hands glow was... worrying him a lot.
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[personal profile] artfuldawkins 2025-06-03 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, he was better than good, he was Artful.

"Ain't never heard of Auradon," he says honestly. "Isle don't sound good though." It's a lead; Harry can continue to explain it if he likes. Dodger will be appropriately angry.
artfuldawkins: (long time since been a kid)

[personal profile] artfuldawkins 2025-06-03 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
[It'sa very close might; Dodger falling back to try to avoid Gentarou. He looks up, panting hard]

C'n you hear anythin'? Or see?

[Yes, there was some pain from the fall, but the panic was winning out.]
artfuldawkins: (respectable gent)

[personal profile] artfuldawkins 2025-06-03 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
He gives a respectful nod. "Hope you end up feelin' a bit better."
in_her_shadow: (and we are led)

sure! no preference to who or left/right, go with what you like

[personal profile] in_her_shadow 2025-06-03 08:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ Lena looks at them and decides to scoot a few extra inches away, in case Wormmon changes his mind and finds her face safer.

She heads for her corner, and dips her head over. ]


Hm...?
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[personal profile] in_her_shadow 2025-06-03 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Why bother?" She snaps, refusing to stop or to even look back at him. "If we're all just going to forget what happens, why should I tell you anything? Leave me alone!"
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[personal profile] a_keyhole 2025-06-03 11:00 am (UTC)(link)
Stephen casually walks over, brushing his hands off on his robes. He smiles at the captured Lucien.

"It appears I might just be some sort of sorcerer," he says calmly. "And you are out of your league. Now, hang on."

He slides on his Sling Ring and conjures a portal underneath Lucien that drops him on the other side of the party away from Stephen and away from his pursuers. The magical net lifts as does the gravity well. He gives him a little wave from the other side.

"Enjoy the rest of your evening." Then the portal snaps closed.
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[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2025-06-03 12:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ken was looking around the right corner. He swivels his head to inform Lena: ]

This way is clear. Supposedly, following the right wall can help you through a maze.

Ken-chan, you've done mazes before?

I've read about them.

[ Ken is a nonfiction kinda guy. His mind has accidentally assembled a variety of trivia. ]
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[personal profile] tempeststorm 2025-06-03 12:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Sync’s own efforts to retreat are punctuated by another slash from his dagger. While the creature is thoroughly distracted by the more damaging slash of Hazel’s sword, he takes advantage of the momentary lapse in concentration.

No worries about him keeping up - well-timed wind artes make retreat easy. He isn’t even out of breath, though part of that is practice (a rhythm of breathing, in and out, measured, so that energy can be conserved).

His head tilts a fraction to the side as he processes her question, expression unreadable behind his mask. “For now.” His tone is flat, but it’s better than asking why she cares (or, barbed, why she thinks he wouldn’t be alright).

Sync doesn’t reciprocate; a quick glance assures him that Hazel isn’t going to fall over, and that’s enough. The angered cries of their pursuer, as lost in the maze for the moment as they are, echo from a distance. They have a bit of time before it catches up.

“What next?” It’s as much a question for her as it is himself. The attacks they had landed so far had some effect, but not enough to warrant eliminating the enemy quickly.
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[personal profile] tempeststorm 2025-06-03 12:44 pm (UTC)(link)


No. There’s no point. Everything it says is true.


[At least in Sync’s case.]

What does your voice tell you?
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I love this whole thread so much XD <3

[personal profile] tempeststorm 2025-06-03 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sync, thankfully, new nothing of Gentarou’s inner thoughts. If he knew the other was quickly referring to him as a ‘friend’… Sync might actually be tempted to leave him in the maze.

The other problem, as it were, was that Sync didn’t have a plethora of experience dealing with this sort of maze (and with the fae in general, considering his world lacked the larger equivalent). However… he knew how to survive, how to get out of otherwise impossible conditions. This was no different.]


…you talk too much. [Tone laced with annoyance as he makes a right this time, not slowing in his pace, though there is something about the way Gentarou jogs alongside him, as opposed to staying behind, that puts Sync… not quite at ease, but less on guard. He doesn’t have to worry about a stab in the back that way.]

Find an exit, keep track of where you’ve been. It’s that simple.

[Except in a fae maze, it’s anything but simple. They are bound to get lost… but as long as they keep making progress, that was the important part.]
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[personal profile] deprime 2025-06-03 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, they... Yeah."

Gustave chuckles, jogging a few steps to catch up with her. He doesn't really have a reason for why he hesitated, just that it's hard for him to be here just like he knows it must be hard for those he... left behind. If he knows Lune and Sciel at all, and Gustave likes to think he does, they looked after Maelle like he'd hoped they would, but it was strange, standing here now, feeling like he had to apologise or say something to make it all right, when it felt like anything but.

"Still working," he adds as he continues to walk by her side. That brusqueness had never offended him and actually, he'd always found it endearing and honestly, it helped pick him up when he couldn't do it himself. "Left's right so far." Another bad joke, but he hoped bad enough to make her laugh.
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[personal profile] maritorious 2025-06-03 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right. Right!" God damn it, this was a disaster. She didn't want to do this. Looking around, she found a stick, and held it to the base of her flame. It didn't take long until it caught, and she handed the stick to Dodger, then closed her fist to extinguish the flame.

"God I hate this, I hate this! How could- I should have acted sooner. This is all my fault, Dodger. If I hadn't come here!"
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[personal profile] soulsighting 2025-06-03 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Lucien is clearly in bad shape, and when he reaches for his mask, Caelus' gentle hand reaches out to touch his hand to stop him from tugging at it. It seemed like a fixature on their face -- stuck there even. Tugging at it can't be good for him, so the grip on his hand grows a bit stronger as they sigh softly. One arm still wrapped around Lucien to keep him straight and as upright as possible.

"You're at the party, Lucien."

Frightened... Well, if that's the case, Caelus will still keep their arm around him in a comforting motion. The hand that's on his mask slowly bringing itself to Lucien's hair, and brushing it back from his face so that they can asset the situation. Able to tell that there's no illness, let alone injury on his body. This seemed more emotional, and Caelus holds him close.

"It's alright. Just stay put here, and I'll protect you."
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"not here" pls ignore this but also YOUNG MAN you are being WATCHED

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-06-03 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ While he has reasoned that Alicia deserves her space to come to terms with what she's learned so far, that he's probably the last person she should have to deal with now, Verso doesn't go far. Alicia is more than capable of handling herself, but under the circumstances, he's more than a little worried about her state of mind making her more vulnerable in an already chaotic situation, and he still doesn't trust anyone here.

He might normally be content with just watching from a distance while she tries to socialize, but someone just touching her out of nowhere guides Verso's step before he can talk himself down, eyes narrowed as he quickly stands from the bench where he'd been lurking. ]
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[personal profile] friendstime 2025-06-03 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Despite looking like a delinquent in his oddly fitting outfit and sporting a pompadour haircut, but Gentarou's eyes are streaming tears and he's clearly still worried for the person whose image he's seeing, even though he does look at the two worms and acknowledge what they're telling him, he still can't be sure his friend is completely safe. ]

Nobody? But- But he's right here.

[ He pats the empty air, still unable to make contact but declaring it sincerely. ]

Don't you see him?
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also not here ignore!! freak corner

[personal profile] dessendre 2025-06-03 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Just as Verso stands, he's shoved back down again by a sudden hand on his chest. ] Not here, [ Clea hisses, and to make her point, she presses a knee down across his lap to keep him trapped, hand still firmly holding him in place. At a distance, the Lampmaster drifts behind her, watching, waiting. ]

Don't be an idiot. We're outnumbered, and we've no idea what we're dealing with yet. [ Still, she keeps half an eye on Alicia, but mostly one on her brother. Someone needs to think about keeping them all alive. ] Wait until he's made a mistake. Not before.
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[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-06-03 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Lucien lets out a strangled little sob sound, something he'd never let out usually.

"Why wont this come off? What party?"

He looks up into their eyes. This is definitely someone who knows him, at least.

"You said... Lucien? Is that what I'm called?"