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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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renhanded: (« [interest] i'll be here forever)

[personal profile] renhanded 2025-06-08 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"They've... got a lot of ideas about what's intense or not." Which doesn't even scratch the surface, frankly, of what the fae here consider 'too extreme' or 'intense'. He won't get into it further though, not when it's not really the point right now and this guy seems more than out of his depth.

Ren laughs along with him, a sympathetic gesture with a smile to hopefully make him feel a bit better about everything here. "I think feel... welcomed? Honestly, I get the feeling it's not much for us, despite what they say about it." He reaches up to give a little rub to the back of his neck, his own nervous sort of movement. "Maybe they just want an excuse for a party."
renhanded: (« [hm] well that's a less fun plan)

[personal profile] renhanded 2025-06-08 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[Yeah, that's... that's a few months, then. Which means they must beat Maruki, right? Or do they not because the Metaverse is still around? Aw jeez.]

It was, um-- February. For me. Before I showed up here. Do you... do you know the name Maruki, by any chance?

[Maybe she can help illustrate that bit?]
autumnsrunaway: a man in a copper fox mask with long red hair and pointed ears looks forward with a neutral expression (neutral)

[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-06-08 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
Lucien is perfectly content to be led away, and feels a sense of relief as they get farther from the maze. It certainly could be said that he's childlike in this state, or senile, and he leans into Caelus' touch without hesitation.

"No... I... I remember..."

His brow furrows. "Leaves- the night sky- a splash of water- the scent of flowers..." His hands start shaking and his pulse quickens as he tries to remember. His chest feels tight, and his ears droop down and back.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I-"
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[personal profile] memorycardio 2025-06-08 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
February... [That's a while back. So much could have happened in that time.] The name of Maruki has not been mentioned. Can you explain who that is?
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[personal profile] amurderofcrow 2025-06-08 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
[It's just uncanny.

The way Yusuke is holding himself, his cadence, even the fucking look in his eyes - all of it screams Yusuke Kitagawa to Akechi. Even just the way Akechi's name falls from his lips feels too familiar.

But there's blood pooling at Akechi's booted foot and the corpse at his feet is looking grayer by the moment.]


Prove it. Prove that what you say is true.
hottogo: ([smile] all shogi no thoughts)

[personal profile] hottogo 2025-06-08 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
Look, no one understands that quite like Hifumi! Only the scandal came about because of her mother (mostly), but basically, same hat!

"Exactly. And despite the difficulties many of us have come across here in Faerie, I've learned so much about myself I might never have discovered back in Tokyo."
monochromous: (110)

[personal profile] monochromous 2025-06-08 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Alicia understands every unspoken word. Only to her, the warning is taken so much more differently.

Chances are everyone will glance in your direction, her father tells her without speaking, and Alicia can only imagine the unnerved stares that will be aimed her way, the quiet looks of utter horror. Certainly, a damaged girl like her will stick out among all of the fae's captives, especially in this land of untold beauty and color. Alicia understands that even if the others trapped with their family here will have no reason to think ill of the family, she will always have a target on her back for her distressing appearance. The Scarred Girl. The Othered.

No doubt even a change of location will do nothing to ease the loneliness that is her life.

But Renoir moves, his body language something that catches Alicia's attention far quicker than his voice ever would. She reads it in an instant and understands. It both is and isn't an apology. How terribly on brand for their family.

Still, she steps closer, reaching up to draw one of her father's arms back to her level so she can rest a gloved hand upon it, inserting herself carefully at his side. Her response is simple to understand, a little half smile from behind her mask:

I would love one, Papa.]
in_her_shadow: (for the better)

[personal profile] in_her_shadow 2025-06-08 09:38 am (UTC)(link)
yup

even the same species have no problem fighting each other for the stupidest things

for me i can say i'm exactly like a human except for the looks department
betenoir: (Devotion)

[personal profile] betenoir 2025-06-08 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Their family is full of deception and lies, but Renoir appreciates that she tries. He needs no encouragement. Her dream of a better life for them all is enough to keep him fighting for that future. For her. For her sister. For her brother. He would love for her to feel confident enough to smile without needing a mask. But he understands why she needs it - and satisfies himself with her affection, wishing he could bear her sadness, her arm working its way through the crook of his elbow.

That she chooses to respond is enough of a boon in his life. He responds through his presence that she has no reason to worry. No matter who will stare or look at her in horror, her family will be there.

He walks slowly, pausing before everything that catches her eye, affording her time to enjoy the sights and sounds, more time than he would allow anyone else. If she wants to free herself to stop and smell the roses, then she will be free. If she wants to return to his side, then she will have him.

The tour momentarily stops once they cross beneath an arch of roses - a brilliant shade of white climbing up an onyx gate. He turns around to show her their shade and colour match her own. Perhaps she will understand the comparison he is making, that she is just as beautiful.]
Edited 2025-06-08 12:23 (UTC)
bloodalwaystells: Hrm (Default)

[personal profile] bloodalwaystells 2025-06-08 01:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Jaeger has his own struggles with secrets and the darkness that makes up entirely too much of his world. But it's a world he was very literally born to, and he's long ago accepted his place in that.

The idea of things being different? He'll adapt, he thinks, if just because he's good at that, too.

"Thank you," he says after a pause, a slow solemn nod. "It seems that's the best we can do, but...it's good to hear." That things can be okay, even here in this strange otherworldly place.

Given everything, he'll settle for "okay".
ourtomorrow: ([02] angst)

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2025-06-08 01:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm.

[ He bobs his buggy head. ]

I don't like the idea of doing what they want. But we can't make general progress if we don't survive this maze. And....

I want to get back to our original bodies, too.

So do I. Ken-chan should be Ken-chan!

[ And then, as he realizes that was really selfish when the nice guy giving them a ride is in the wrong body right now too: ]

And you should be you.

[ A fork in the road approacheth, meanwhile. Perhaps a way to "struggle heroically" lies beyond. ]
ourtomorrow: ([02] run)

[personal profile] ourtomorrow 2025-06-08 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Wooooaaahhh!

[ They are going so FAST. Wormmon isn't scared, he trusts Lena, but - wow! Startling!

Ken stares up at their companion. Lena-san.....Lena-san feels the same way he does. He's not alone. Neither of them is alone. ]


Go left this time!

[ Doing the maze the "smart" way had punished them. So let's be different, and see what happens. As a test. ]
noctuagoetia: Made by <user name="noctuagoetia"> (omg gasp)

[personal profile] noctuagoetia 2025-06-08 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[One second he was riding a horse, the next second he found the solid body beneath him suddenly give way. The most unprincely hoot squawked from the goetia as the pair of them were sent tumbling forward. Oh what in the Seven Rings was going on now?

In the mess of tangled limbs they rolled into the hedge walls of the maze, coming to a stop. Feeling a bit dizzy from the fall, Stolas shook his head trying to rattle his brain back in place. As his senses returned he realize that the cold dampness he felt between his thighs had been replaced by something warm. What in the H-

Stolas' eyes fluttered open wide finding himself still straddling a very naked imp. At first words evade him as those points of light scanned over Blitzø’s exposed torso. How long has it been since he's seen it? Shit, his eyes were lingering too long and he jerks them away, heat flooding his face.
]

Oh! Uh- Sorry! I can move! [He starts to scramble off his lap but freezes... eyes narrowing at the writing defacing his dick.] .... who is 'Angel Dust'?
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[personal profile] blitzno 2025-06-08 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He shivers, though the warm spring night isn't that cold, even for a naked imp. No, it's Stolas' gaze, the clear want in his eyes a match to Blitzø's own and for a moment, just a moment, he's ready to forget the fact that they're in a maze where monsters or other adopted could come after them at any time. If Stolas just leans in, then Blitzø can--

That's the opposite of leaning in. Blitzø's eyes widen, and he holds up a hand. ]


Oh no, it's okay, you--

[ ...oh right. He'd forgotten. He hadn't thought Angel Dust would actually agree to sign his dick, but once he did, Blitzø wasn't backing down. And so, he'd gotten his dick signed.

He hadn't been thinking what Stolas' reaction would be. Even if he'd known Stolas would be back, it wouldn't have crossed his mind. It was a stupid impulse, but one a lifetime of committing to bits hadn't let him back down from.

His face flushes a little, partly in embarrassment, partly because he doesn't entirely hate the angry, possessive way Stolas is staring at his dick. Like Stolas' name should be written there instead.

He shakes the thought away. ]


The pornstar. You know, sinner? Spider demon? White and fluffy? Not as fluffy as you.
Edited 2025-06-08 14:53 (UTC)
noctuagoetia: (Put the mask back on)

[personal profile] noctuagoetia 2025-06-08 03:12 pm (UTC)(link)
You let a porn star sign your dick?

[The owl let's out a poorly concealed sigh, rubbing his temples with his talons. Stolas knew he didn't have a right to be annoyed about the matter. Blitzø was his own person, after all.]

Well, it's your body. You can do what you want with it.
diana_abel: (Serious)

[personal profile] diana_abel 2025-06-08 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Diana nodded. "Listen, they give us all a device. Kinda like a phone, only not exactly. You can use it to reach other people here. So if you need help with anything, or if you just wanna talk, you give me a call, okay?"

It wasn't a lot, but it was one of the few things she could genuinely offer.

Was happy to offer.
blitzno: (it's so relaxing at the zoo)

[personal profile] blitzno 2025-06-08 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, it's not like I'm gonna get an STD from the marker. He was very professional about it.

[ His dick retracts, sliding back into its sheath on instinct, reacting to his sudden embarrassment. He wriggles the rest of the way out from under Stolas. ]

Shit, I need pants or something.
noctuagoetia: (Simply talking)

[personal profile] noctuagoetia 2025-06-08 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
That wasn't my concern-

[Stolas cuts himself off with a sigh, shaking his head. As Blitzø wiggled free, he shifted his body to allow him to slip out from under him easier. Pushing himself up to his feet, Stolas made a point of turning his back to the hellborn to give him some semblance of privacy.]

That I can agree with. Walking around this place with no clothes seems unwise. Here.

[Without further explanation Stolas reached up to hook his talons into the hem of his trousers. In one fluid motion he pulls them free exposing his bare legs. Tugging at the bottom of his red sweater, it was barely long enough to be considered a mini dress with miles of thighs left uncovered. But at least feathery rump was covered.

Not looking back, Stolas holds out his pants to Blitzø.
]

They might be a little too long but you could roll them up. At least it's something, right?
xploud: (91.)

wrapped??

[personal profile] xploud 2025-06-08 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[It wasn't even really an idea, just him remembering that shit was a thing in a book once. His actual idea that she didn't even catch a damn hint on was using metal against the faeries, because Katsuki remembers well enough that certain metals effect supernatural entities a lot more...like silver, for one. He wanted to know if it's possible to get their hands on something like that, or if it's kept under serious lock and key. Because regardless of if they could get it or not, it'd answer the question of a potential weakness they can exploit.]

If it's any more of this shit, I doubt I'll come back here to be served anything. I can cook for myself anyway.

[And GOD DAMN can he. Katsuki is literally a master class chef and cooks gourmet, restaurant quality dishes without batting and eye. Even from scraps. His hand whips out to catch the tossed knife, twirling it between his fingers like a very sharp and pointy drumstick, before setting it down neatly.]

Ja ne. [See ya.]
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[personal profile] deprime 2025-06-08 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"A more positive realist, maybe." Gustave didn't know how much optimism he had in him, especially after everything. Not all of them could be as strong as Sciel. Honestly, he never understood how she did it, and he sometimes wished he had asked.

He was hopeful, but he wasn't sure how much of that was optimism. Really, he just wanted to do right by the people he cared about, and it was enough to help him overcome the stinging, needling thoughts that tried to pull him down.

Flexing the fingers of his prosthetic, Gustave noticed the way she looked at it, and he wondered what happened to it... after...

"Yeah," Gustave replied, sucking in a breath, letting it go with a shaky exhale. "Yeah. All the parts uh, still work." He chuckled. "I'll be fine."
blitzno: (simple self hating bitch)

[personal profile] blitzno 2025-06-08 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh?

[ It takes Blitzø a moment to realize Stolas has spoken and another moment to process what's been said. He's a little distracted by long, feathery thighs that he hasn't seen in too long, and that sweater the way it tantalizingly hugs Stolas' hips, the way it seems like any moment Stolas might take a step and reveal the curve of ass under Stolas' tail or a slight glimpse of cloaca--

He shakes his head, forcing himself to look away. ]


Uh, right! Right. Pants. Thanks.

[ He pulls them on and... yeah, they definitely don't fit. He manages, rolling them up and double looping his tail through the tail hole for extra security. It's certainly not his best look, but it's better than nothing.

He offers Stolas his arm with a sideways smile. ]


Shall we get the fuck out of this maze?
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[personal profile] dessendre 2025-06-08 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ For a brief, wondrous moment, all the shadow and darkness in the caverns of Clea's chest are chased away in an instant, and they are just two sisters — the distance between them gone, their history smoothed over, and she has to remind herself to breathe. She blinks away a few stray tears and actually smiles, something that almost hurts as she isn't at all used to smiling.

It's Alicia's coy smile that almost makes Clea grin, an answering glint in her eyes. ]
Now be sure to blackmail everyone with that, [ she advises, and while anyone else might have imagined she was being serious, Clea trusted her sister would hear the amusement in her voice.

Allowing the picture to remain where it was (she didn't dare tamper with it, wanting some flicker of happiness to exist between them, however fleeting), Clea actually barks out a laugh at the unexpected message. And she continues to laugh, until there's tears in her eyes again, and it hurts, but oh, is it a wonderful pain. ]


Come here, [ is a request, not a demand, and she opens her arms, waiting. ]
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bob ( mcu )

[personal profile] bewildering 2025-06-08 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
THE PARTY.
[ there's a guy here, tallish and in good shape, but his oversized clothes look like they're gonna swallow him, and he has his arms tucked in against his chest, shoulders rounded like he kind of wants to disappear. the anxiety is plain on his expression, too.

look, bob's.. doing okay. or at least, he was-- back home, safe in the watchtower, surrounded by people that know him and care about him. here, though? he doesn't even know what this place is, not really, and the idea of someone brushing up against him and his shitty, anxious mood dragging them into a shame room is.. not great. it's just making it worse

and worse still is when the lawspeaker stands and says her piece.

.. dead? no. that's-- that's not right. yelena and ava, john and bucky, alexei.. they're fine. they're okay. they're back home and they're safe and--

he can feel the despair creep in, but he can't really seem to fight it off, not alone and surrounded by strangers like this. at his feet, the shadows deepen, lengthen, creeping up his legs. people nearby might also find themselves suddenly elsewhere, trapped in a repeating scene of one of the worst moments of their lives. ]


GEIS.
un: tbolts
i've spent most of my life lost and wandering around
that's only just changed and now i'm here lost again
so thanks for that


WILDCARD.
[ encounter him elsewhere! also, re: the party, feel free to encounter him before the void gets a hold on him, assume your character is trapped in a shame room, or shake him out of it. ]
heavymetals: (1992 « whose blood is that?)

[personal profile] heavymetals 2025-06-08 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Her surprise at first only gets confusion from him. Clearly she can feel him using his own abilities, and it seems enough to stun her, though it's not until she says his name that the gears in his head start turning.

He remembers then, talking to Teddy about something in particular. A daughter that he has, in his reality. Someone who has the same powers that he does. It clicks into place and the realisation washes over him in a way so overwhelming that Erik can't even draw breath.

He looks down to the tiara in her hand, then back to her face. Still unfamiliar. He hasn't met her, after all; didn't even know she existed until he came to this place. ]


Lorna.
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[personal profile] sod_off 2025-06-08 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't really speak the language. I know a word or two, usually the bad ones, but I can recognize it at least."