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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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[personal profile] coolcustomer 2025-06-06 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
It very much does make her more comfortable - and if there were absolutely nothing else to say for this situation, the fact that she can establish her own reputation without her father's scandals weighing things down is a definite plus.

"That's the only way to go about it, really. If you don't take joy where you can find it, you can't find the strength to carry on."
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[personal profile] in_her_shadow 2025-06-06 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
Web - [ she cuts herself from saying the girl's name. But when she speaks again, it's with hurt. and longing. ]

... Another girl. Duck girl. Like me - no, not like me. She's... got a pink bow in her hair, and just... she's not there, right? I know she isn't.

[ It'd make no sense for her to be there, right now, and yet Lena wishes it was so. ]
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Of course! <3

[personal profile] tempeststorm 2025-06-06 12:14 pm (UTC)(link)
That’s the difference - you have someone. You’re needed.

[There was no way for Sync to ‘fight’ that voice - not when it echoed in the back of his mind, fresh as the day those words were etched into his memory. Like a raging torrent of wind, an undercurrent ready to sweep him away if he let the silence linger just long enough.]
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[personal profile] justbefore 2025-06-06 01:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She chuckles darkly, eyes sliding closed.

When she opens them again, her glowing red eyes bore into Ren's steely gray ones. ]
No offense to you, of course, [ Of course. ] but the Seelie are by and large quite... Annoying. [ A beat. ] And incompetent. [ Another beat. ] So it's always fun finding an excuse to... Gently [ The emphasis probably indicates she does not mean that. ] toy with them.
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[personal profile] deprime 2025-06-06 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"How often do people show up here?" Maybe the little robot didn't know, but it was worth asking. "But I, yeah. I know what you mean about... A lot of people I knew all seemed to show up here, too. It's been good to see them again."
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[personal profile] deprime 2025-06-06 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
You count as someone too. You matter. You don't need someone to depend on you for that.
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[personal profile] tempeststorm 2025-06-06 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
I don’t.

[It’s short, and good thing it is text, because something in Gustave’s kindness sends the kindling resentment in him surfacing.

Regardless of what comes through next (or not), he doesn’t respond. Good thing these things aren’t easily destructible - Sync may have just thrown his. (He’ll find it later.)]


(OOC: Nothing against Gustave, Sync just has problems T.T We can wrap with yours or here, and would love to thread more if you decide to stick with the game <3 Thank you!)
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[personal profile] noctuagoetia 2025-06-06 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, oh no. Something about the tone in the imp's voice made his heart squeeze in his chest. Clearing his throat, he cast an embarrassed glance to the wall of shrubs as they passed.]

Oh, I see... I was hoping it would at least be able to create portals within this realm. Do you have any other bright ideas about getting out of this maze? Perhaps a machete? Hedge clippers, perhaps?
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[personal profile] noctuagoetia 2025-06-06 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[An icy grip took hold of Stolas' chest as Via stepped away from him. It was like reliving losing her all over again. Paralyzed, Stolas stood in place trying to fight back the tears that begun to sting the corners of his eyes.]

Via, I- I didn't- [He begins but the words get caught in his throat, choking on what to say.] I was only trying to protect you... I keep thinking that you're my little girl that I almost forget how big you've grown. In the end I guess I only caused you more heartache by keeping things from you. What's between your mother and I is... complicated. But Via, you make me happy. I.... [He pauses to look down into his palms, clenching them.] I'm sorry, Via... I ruined everything chasing after some boyish fantasy... but you were always in it.
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[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2025-06-06 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
She isn't.

[ The Fae are making Lena see someone she knows. Someone she misses. They're making her hallucinate, in the middle of a maze that already could kill them. They're using the people she loves against her.

It makes Ken sad.

It makes Ken angry. Isn't there anything he can do to stop them?! Or - no, that's not important right now. What's important right now is helping Lena.

He wiggles up and tries to take her hand (wing?). His claws are so small like this, but....

But if Wormmon can be there for him, despite all the drawbacks of this body, then maybe Ken can for Lena, too. ]
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[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2025-06-06 03:52 pm (UTC)(link)
We might not be able to follow Fae logic...because the Fae don't run on logic at all.

[ Think. Lay out the plan. Get through this. They can do this. Ken can do this.

Show his work. Explain. Where to begin? Okay. Let's try. ]


Prince Hagalaz told me we're here for their amusement. So if the Fae make their decisions based not on what makes sense, but what entertains them -

[ This runs so incredibly counter to how Ken's own brain works that it hurts to think about. Or - no, that's not why this is uncomfortable. It's because he remembers operating like this, too. He remembers what it's like to prioritize someone else's discomfort. He's ashamed of it.

But if he can use that experience for good, like he'd been able to open the Dark Gate... ]


The way through the maze is to make freeing us more interesting than keeping us trapped.
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[personal profile] deprime 2025-06-06 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
One day, you'll know that isn't true.

[ Gustave doesn't expect an answer. These kinds of things are hard. It's still hard for him. So he's not offended when a reply doesn't come back. All he can hope is that the words might stick around with them enough to maybe give them hope. ]

(( ooc: No worries! Trust me, he gets it and so do I hahah. I think we can call that a wrap and Gustave is in game so I'd be happy to do more threads with them in the future! ))
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[personal profile] in_her_shadow 2025-06-06 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She flinches... but then takes the offered claw. Maybe it can tether her to reality. ]

Just... just keep going. I know she's not real. Don't worry about me. I'm fine.

[ She's not, but what can you do when you hear the only person who's ever cared about you calling your name? She even shakes a bit, trying not to give in and embrace the lie. She forces her feet forward, trying to make it through. ]
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[personal profile] xploud 2025-06-06 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[The fact he's going to thread with someone with an eyepatch later is really funny.

Swirling the liquid around in his glass, because what else is there to do when he can barely eat what's being served other than finger food, Katsuki rolls his eyes but nods his head. Yeah, that sounds about right in what he would expect. It starts the same way with most isekais...depending on the personality and character tropes the MC has. Boring, predictable, why he gave up playing a lot of RPGs...

His lips curl into a wide and devilish grin a second after opening his mouth to respond with his own name, shoulders shaking with a quiet chuckle. Man, she nailed it, and his expression says as much.]


Cycling through a few, but Peking Dumpling has a nice ring to it, aa? [Another little chuckle, before he jabs his chest with a thumb.] Bakugou Katsuki.
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[personal profile] lementeur 2025-06-06 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well, even reaching the sixties should be considered unusual enough. There may be only a handful of people in Verso's world that have surpassed their early thirties at this point in time. The rules here continue to remind him just how far outside of his own element he is.

But some things, like beings playing at gods, whether benevolent or malevolent, never change. ]


And the youngest? They haven't taken children, have they?
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[personal profile] betenoir 2025-06-06 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Renoir responds by tilting his head, without judgement or disapproval, with his eyes sharing his warmth, the smallest expression of love hidden behind a facade that has grown cold towards the outside world.

Chances are everyone will glance in your direction, he tells her without words. He cannot imagine anyone will ignore her when she is the most beautiful flower here. The most striking and real whereas everything and everyone else is devoid of life. He has no memories with these strangers. They share nothing except space, certainly not the same dreams. They will share their words, though. Regale his daughter with stories of other worlds. He can trust her to understand their intentions but cannot believe in theirs.

Perhaps he can figure out some means of removing them from the world without endangering their family. He will need time but with the lifetimes he's lived, time is one thing he has in good supply. But he keeps his thoughts locked somewhere they cannot be seen.

He releases her hand but continues looking at her, all the while encompassing the garden with a sweep of his arm. Hopefully she will appreciate the fact he speaks speaks with body language, a language she might find more comfortable.

Is he apologising? It's complicated.

Well, since we cannot go home, would you enjoy a tour?]
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[personal profile] myshallowemotions 2025-06-06 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[In all fairness, Ivan might also have passed something like that by back home. He was not someone who "rocked the boat" or rebelled in a way that would get him caught. He was clever and subtle and tried to avoid punishment at all costs. That and, things like that were just a part of every day life. Here though, he thought things would be different. There are no collars around their necks or guns pointed at them but they're no less captive than they were before.]

Depending? You're better than me. I don't think I would have before that happened. This place has a way of changing people, I think.
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[personal profile] nuntius 2025-06-06 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A very nice way to say he's weird, Nancy. ]

My name is Castiel. [ He glances over, and because it will eventually come up, it always does and has numerous times here so far- ] I'm an Angel of the Lord.
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[personal profile] lementeur 2025-06-06 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately I can't make the same claim, so I still need to take care with how I proceed.

But should something coincidentally occur that makes the fae's lives a little harder, I may not feel too badly about it.
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[personal profile] maritorious 2025-06-06 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[She is nothing if not (mostly) polite]

Lovely to meet you, Mr. Castie-- [and then he drops that bombshell.] I beg your pardon? First I meet vampires, and now there are Angels here? Like an actual Angel that works for God?
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[personal profile] nuntius 2025-06-06 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)

Yes.

[ He tilts his head. ]

I was a soldier. A messenger at times, but I was created to be in the holy host.

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[personal profile] maritorious 2025-06-06 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Then... why are you talking to me? [She means it honestly. She was raised by a man she called the devil, taught his wicked and evil ways. And here she was, talking to an Angel!]

Unless- you know Octavia and her friends from Hell?
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[personal profile] xploud 2025-06-06 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
...I have no fucking clue what you just said, but word from the wise - when the obvious Villain starts to fucking monologue and explains what of what they did, and their entire evil scheme...you might want to clean out your ears and pay attention. Tends to get you a lot more information than wandering around with your thumb up your ass.

[Katsuki scoffs, straining himself to make sure the sound of wingbeats doesn't get closer. He's only really got one good arm right now, and from his encounters with some of the Unseelie... They're a hell of a lot tougher than they look. His explosions definitely kept them at bay, but didn't do nearly as much damage as he expected. No, these things work on their own bullshit Fae logic, so fighting is out of the question.]

Oh yeah, you were so great at handling yourself. Didn't need anyone to break the illusion you fell for ten minutes ago... [Dis bitch. It's like looking into a mirror to the past... Katsuki hates it, and he won't let up until she realizes how stupid she sounds.] ...Haven't figured it out yet, but there is a pattern. Fae, or spirits in general, are always like that - they make puzzles they think no one can figure out, that seem impossible, but there's always a solution. It's just finding it that's the actual challenge... Because their rules and logic only makes sense to them.
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[personal profile] nuntius 2025-06-06 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Because I've been told it's rude to leave mid conversation.

[ He gives her a strange look, which really is saying something because he's usually the oddball. ]

I don't know anyone named Octavia, though I'm familiar with Hell.
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[personal profile] lementeur 2025-06-06 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's debatable whether or not he'd run after her in this instance, so there's a strange relief that settles his stance when she makes the decision for him, quickly returning only to shove the letter right back into the place of his burden. When he reaches to grasp at it, still at a loss on how to proceed, he holds her pale hand there for a moment longer than he should before shifting to slide the sealed envelope back into a pocket. Lucky if he'll ever get another chance to touch her.

Still hunched in that lingering sorrow and shame, his gaze turns downward between them as she takes on a stance most demanding. ]


I had to, Alicia. It was the only way.

[ Jerking his chin to the side, his hooded glance to their surroundings carries none of the wonder she might still hold in her heart. ]

If I'd known we'd just get trapped in someone else's canvas...

[ He trails off with a bitter shake of his head. What could he have done differently? ]