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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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lementeur: (015)

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-06-03 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ While Verso can be stubborn, Clea's will is hard to deny when she literally has him pinned down. He looks up sharply, prepared to argue that he knows what he's doing, but he'd had nothing planned in that moment, and now that he's being forced to sit with it, he realizes he'd probably have just made a fool of himself.

Or worse, endangered his family more than he already has.

Likewise now trying to keep his attention on both of his sisters, he sighs and presses a hand against her knee as though to shove it off, but hesitates and thinks better of it. She'd take it as a challenge, and he really doesn't feel like getting beaten up in front of Alicia.

He's trying to look indignant, but it probably comes off as more of a pout. ]


It's not as though I was going to just attack him.

[ Does it count as a lie when Verso had zero plans in that moment? No thought only action! ]
friendstime: ([KR] KITAAA?)

[personal profile] friendstime 2025-06-03 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Gentarou is definitely not the brightest of either students or Riders in his world, but he does go into everything at 200%, even if he isn't the most qualified. Transforming at least is something he's familiar with, so Gentarou starts there, choosing to think of the situation as a Rider battle rather than being chased by something scary. If he gives himself time to really think about it, he'll probably still be scared of a monster that has no attached bottom half.

If he's flying, he can at least focus on the excitement of being Fourze. ]


What? Oh- right!

[ Oops. The one thing about essentially being a spaceman is that Gentarou typically launches himself straight upward. The thrust from the rocket is fast, but hard to really aim. Gentarou goes spinning in the sky, leaving a spiral trail of smoke behind him as he ends up accidentally flying at the Manananngal, a few moments after it gets thwarted by the bolt of lightning. Gentarou yells in surprise, the creature shrieks in the wake of the electricity, and the two just barely miss a head on collision. Gentarou waves his left fist in an erratic punch and the monster slashes with its claws, but both swing at the same time and end up missing their mark.

But thanks to overshooting, Gentarou flies up higher and ends up pulling back to hover, pointing down and in the distance with a yell. ]


AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! LEGS! THERE!!! I think I see them!!

[ So much for subtle. ]
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[personal profile] dessendre 2025-06-03 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That huff makes her smirk just a tiny bit. ] Later. When we aren't surrounded by threats. [ She hasn't had enough time to identify all the people around them, all the ways they could draw their attention — and their ire. For Clea, it was an inevitability. And arming her sister with what she could to protect herself took precedence.

Watching as Alicia took out the Leaf, she waited until the device was offered before making any move to assist. For all her faults, and her perceived chilliness, Clea did want her sister to feel as though she had agency. ]
You can send messages here. [ She tapped the screen, ] And this will read what you type out loud. [ She demonstrated by typing the words VERSO SMELLS, which the Leaf promptly read out in a robotic voice. Clea maintained a straight face for effect. ]

And this — [ the pièce de résistance, her tone shifting just a bit, hopeful she might approve, ] — is the camera. It saves the pictures you take.
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[personal profile] dessendre 2025-06-03 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Clea understood his motivations. She felt it too, that white-hot rage, a blind madness that so easily seized her lungs and made a home behind her ribs. But she needed to keep her head. They needed to. Or their own family drama would be the least of their problems, and Alicia would once again be caught in the middle.

With her hand shifting to grip his neck as though this were a perfectly normal thing to do to your brother, she dug her thumb into his jaw, shooting him a less than impressed look. ]
Oh, weren't you? [ Clea narrowed her eyes. ] I'm not saying you can't. I'm saying not now.

[ This time, her focus is firmly on him. ] We watch them and strike at the appropriate time. Agreed?
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[personal profile] maellum 2025-06-03 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Maelle lets her take her hand, and when she motions to their surroundings, misinterprets what she's asking.]

He's not far.

[No longer in that terrible maze, where he had been so distraught. About her. Alicia. She gives her hand a little tug as she takes a step.]

We can find him.
lementeur: (060)

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-06-03 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He really ought to know better than to bullshit her, but knowing Clea can see through his mask is half the fun, when he isn't allowed to act out any other way for the time being. For such slender hands, she has an iron grip, but fuck it if his grimace doesn't twitch into something near a smirk right through the affectionate choking. It honestly does well to improve his previously desolate mood, even as the dig into his jaw gets a little grunt out of him.

It's next to nothing compared to the actual torture they've both been through, but she's making her point.

Promising what she can't deliver is cruel, but he can appreciate the dark humor of it. Don't get his hopes up. No, they're both trapped here in this purgatory, and with Maelle trapped with them, they already had responsibilities they needed to carry out. They've just gotten a little more intricate, now, with the arrival of their younger sister. It's strange to think of letting someone else help him shoulder the burden of their family's fate after so long managing it alone, but now that she has a fraction of control back, Clea would never permit anything else. He doesn't have much room to argue (literally).

So with a broken chuckle through getting pinned and lightly strangled, he slowly lifts both hands to innocently hover at either side of his head, something of a surrender. See, no weapons, no chroma bullets, no shoving. He's playing nice. ]


...Agreed.

[ Until, unless something happens, he'll be patient. Admittedly, after having had such an emotional reunion with Alicia, already knowing the threat she's been under from strangers in the past, his knee-jerk reaction might have been a bit extreme. ]
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[personal profile] jermastrat 2025-06-03 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[He wasn't going to entertain the idea of being stuck here. Which was a shame, considering the uncomfortable feeling of inevitability growing in regards to that. Gabriel could deny it all he damn well liked, but the angel wasn't actually stupid.

Admitting it right now would be quitting, though.
]

As I've assured. [No room for entertainment. ... But that... being said-]

How long have you been held here? And what other manners of injustice have you been subject to? [He's not planning for just in case! He isn't! He's definitely not already getting surly about it.]
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[personal profile] klutziness 2025-06-04 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
Her eyes go wide. "Oh! Well, what a welcome, huh? I hope we get out of her extra fast for you."
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[personal profile] klutziness 2025-06-04 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
[Her grin only widens when he agrees. Rikku has realized pretty recently that there is a lot of technology she doesn't understand, or never even dreamed of. The possibilities feel endless, and she can't wait to catch up.]

Ohhh, that explains why I can't find my way out!

[As she speaks, her gaze drops down towards the Jersey Devil's webbed up face, where some of its teeth are clearly stuck, having been knocked out of its head. She starts picking them out of the webbing, dropping them into the pouch at her waist.]

But there's gotta be a way to figure it out, right? I mean, the fae are weird, but they also made it pretty obvious they need us. So sticking us in an impossible maze doesn't really match up with that, y'know?
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[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2025-06-04 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ The other worm shakes his head, expression grim. ]

I'm sorry.

[ The bug who's called it like it is, meanwhile, looks thoughtful. This person can see something that he and Ken-chan can't, and it's making him sad. In the maze made by fairies who like to pick on them. Hmm. ]

Maybe a trick's being played on you?
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[personal profile] deprime 2025-06-04 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Right, yeah. Sorry. I got ahead of myself there." Gustave does look apologetic and it's sincere, though he has to admit that he's still curious. There was nothing like them back home. "You arrived here with your partner? How long have you both been here?"
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[personal profile] crosslaced 2025-06-04 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
This is more than I've seen at once. Where'd you find so many?

[The corgis he recognises as from the stables, but where did the other ones come from? How did this man attract all of them (and against his will at that)?

Laurent exhales severely, his frown deepening, before he stands up and gets back on his horse.]


[To the dogs:] Let's go for a run. Come on!

[He spurs his horse, who begins to trot and weave across the lawn. Further observation reveals it to be a figure-eight; catching the attention of all the dogs, who begin to run alongside the horse. To their benefit, Laurent's horse is used to dogs, and has been socialised with the corgis, and so is calm in the presence of their barking.

After a few figure-eights, Laurent glances back at Wei Wuxian.]


Think about how you're going to avoid attracting them again.

[The words are ostensibly judgement, but there's an unspoken signal within; because after he speaks the blonde turns and begins to ride away, drawing the dogs back to the stables.]

(OOC: If Wei Wuxian wouldn't follow at a distance or something, Laurent can come back to look for him after, or we can end the encounter here! Let me know which you prefer.)
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[personal profile] maellum 2025-06-04 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. Oh, no. Maelle knows that energy, that teeter near the edge of something worse. Except it's usually her struggling to find the air in the room. She frowns, lifting a hand as if to reach out, but doesn't touch.

"Hey. You're okay," she says, thinking of the ways Gustave or Emma would calm her. "We don't know much of anything just yet. That's the first thing, yeah? Figuring out what's the truth."
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[personal profile] foraride 2025-06-04 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Kiriya just arches a faintly amused eyebrow up at her as she gets right up into his space, but closes his eyes on command without bothering to try and fight that one either. He can't quite help a shiver at the brush of her hands and then something that seems like a full body shiver hard enough that his shape almost fuzzes out for a second.

And then she's stepping away again and Kiriya blinks his eyes open. "Okay that felt weird." Maybe it would have been like that when she'd put the spell on too, if he'd been in his own body.

Maybe she's just fucking with him. Who can say.
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[personal profile] foraride 2025-06-04 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Oh it definitely is. [ And that's accompanied by a very resigned dry tone and a movement that implies Kiriya would be shrugging if he was currently built for it. ]

Pretty much everything here is magic. Kind of annoying if you ask me.
friendstime: ([G] Not this shit again.)

[personal profile] friendstime 2025-06-04 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ He definitely does some sliding as he flies forward and eats pathway. But Gentarou is able to scramble up again, his lanky frame springing back upright like a young tree. He grabs the side of the hedge wall, looking back at the direction they came and upward, scanning for monsters. ]

I don't think they can get in here.

[ Since the manananggal depends on its wings to move, it's having a harder time maneuvering into the tight space. Although it certainly keeps trying, lashing at them from above. ]

Let's go! We can lose them down farther!

[ Maybe? He assumes as he grabs Dodger's arm and tugs, taking off again. Which probably just attracts more attention. ]
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[personal profile] inherlight 2025-06-04 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
Let us hope it stays that way.

[Gods only knew if the magic of this place could summon such a hazard here. If it could bring people from other worlds, then why not enemies? Dangerous creatures to toy with them? Koh tries to put that thought to the side and her companion makes a joke back at her. There drow's eyes fluttered, pursing her lips into his direction.]

For the record, I have a fantastic sense of direction. It doesn't do me any good here when the damn path keeps changing. [She raises both hands dismissively, spinning on the balls of her heels to show him her back.] But fine, if you want to wonder off and get separated, that's on you.

[Again, her tone was light and teasing.]
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[personal profile] astronema 2025-06-04 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
The shivering is noted, but Astronema just tucks that away for later consideration.

"Well," she seems pretty amused, flicking the last of the sparks off her fingers, "you just got your free will back, and that always feels weird."

She'd certainly know.

"But I did tell the boys," yes, the Jersey Devil and the Manananggal are 'the boys', "to wait for me back inside, and I'd hate to keep them waiting."

She's not supposed to want to go back into that maze, she's pretty sure, and it looms just right... over there. Astronema's itching to get back to prowling the twisting, nearly pitch-dark paths.

(If the Fae think they're fucking with her, they're very wrong.)

"So," with a grin that includes a flash of her teeth for the first time around him, "I'm getting back to it. Have fun out here!"

And here's Astronema's teleport, the same bright purple energy suffusing her form and then she's just... gone.
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[personal profile] petalesrouges 2025-06-04 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
🦋 The Party.
Sophie takes a ragged, unsteady breath. One she’d never thought to take again. It had been her turn. She had… And now she’s here. As though she had never left. Only she had, it seemed. For this isn’t Lumiere. It’s… nowhere she’s ever seen. Wherever she is, they’re throwing a party. For her, she’s told, an echo of where she had left. Although the festival had come after.

(Had it? She’s here. Does that mean…. What does that mean? For her? For Lumiere? Does it mean anything?)

Absently, she picks up a glass and takes a sip as she makes her way through the crowd. Watching for familiar faces. Hopeful. Or foolish. She’s not quite sure which.

It’s not until the announcement that she stops moving. Needing a moment to take in what she’s been told. Her gommage had come, and gone, and she had gone with it. Leaving behind those she loved, those who were to come after. Were they gone, as well, now? Had he succeeded?

There’s a terrible, complicated snarl of emotions in her chest, and she turns to pick up a second glass of something to drink, focusing on the chill of it in her hand rather than… everything else.


🦋 Can't Unseelie It.
It had been a mistake. But the sobbing had drawn her, and Sophie had simply wanted to give comfort to whoever it was that cried so. As she would want comfort to be given to her. So she’d moved through the maze towards the sound of crying. Searching. Until she’d found her. Clad in white and sobbing at the edge of a river.

That it is a mistake becomes quite clear quite quickly as the sobbing woman in white whirls on her, hands clawing at her throat as she drives Sophie into the water. All Sophie can manage is a choked”NO” as she’s shoved beneath the surface of the water, desperately grabbing at the hands around her neck.


🦋 Wildcard.
[Choose your own adventure! Or message me here or on plurk at [plurk.com profile] ThriceWiddershins to plot a little something out.]
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[personal profile] hottogo 2025-06-04 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, Okumura-senpai. I thought that might be you."

It's true enough about their lives under the media, even attending different schools entirely, of course Hifumi would know of the heiress to such a fortune. Especially given all of the unfortunate press about her family this last year.

"Ren will be so happy to see another of his friends has arrived."
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[personal profile] coolcustomer 2025-06-04 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Just Haru, please. I... see no need to drag my father into the proceedings all the time." There are multiple reasons for that, including wanting to stand on her own as much as she can. (Also the fact that her father sucked.)

"He did seem quite pleased. As pleased as is possible when we've all been kidnapped, anyway."
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[personal profile] jermastrat 2025-06-04 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Gabriel didn't see a reason not to trust him on that, so the reassurance went unchallenged. After all, he'd not given any sign he was untrustworthy before now.

But, one good turn deserves another, and taking a hint from the questions posed towards him: "And, your home? What was it like? What made you decide to take up the duties of a healer?"
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[personal profile] amurderofcrow 2025-06-04 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
[That is plain and simple. Almost too plain for a boy like Yusuke Kitagawa. It sounds so much more like how the fae might sound creating a fake copy of him-]

Don't lie to me! I'm not - [Looking down, Yusuke's blood is pooling around his boot. Akechi's narrow shoulders tremble, his lip quivering in some mix of horror and grief and fury.] I'm not as easily deceived as the rest of your captives.

[Sword in hand, Akechi takes a step forward towards the real Yusuke, further away from the hallucination.]

You killed him and left his body for me to find. You think pretending to wear his face will save you now?!
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[personal profile] copycatburglar 2025-06-04 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
It's a metaphor. A turn of phrase


Weeeeelll, I don't know you THAT well yet, but maybe we can be friends. But I have a very dangerous life so I have to be super careful who I befriend! I'm kind of a big deal, you know.
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[personal profile] copycatburglar 2025-06-04 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
He opens his mouth to say something about Akechi, but then decides against it. It's probably closer to what she's dealt with in the company, with businessmen and the like. Akechi is his own can of worms.

"Just remember we're here for you, okay?" Morgana gives her a sympathetic but hard look. "Oh, uh, I think there's some ruler to avoid, but I dunno which one. Ren knows."