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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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broken_tool: (Half hiding face)

[personal profile] broken_tool 2025-06-20 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
Weirder things have happened in his world, if he were asked about it, he'd already assumed that things weren't what he were to expect and anything could happen. Whether this is a person or a summon of some sort didn't matter, at the end of the day he was sentient and that's what mattered.

"And yet it is the largest that are the easiest to take down, a larger target makes an easier mark. As well as not tending to guard themselves as much as someone smaller would." The words are all very matter-of-fact and not at all meant to be a threat. Even if his attention remains on the scene instead of the demon next to him. Nothing had really threatened him thus far, but it was clear as day that he was scouting the area for something or someone, an eye that was critical and probably looking more at home on a lifelong fighter than a civilian.

Fairies he spent time with? His attention shifts back to the Sin, a brow raising in question. Did the Fae exist where he was from, then? They weren't much of a thing he knew of, but... "Typically there is a way to undo a summoning, if that is what they did here, but I can't feel any chakra energy in the air that would indicate a large expenditure like that. Especially if they are also plucking people from the afterlife as well, it would take someone very powerful or a group to pool their energies, but there's no sign of that." He's not terribly familiar with necromantic anything of the sort, being forbidden, but it's rubbing him in a way he's not terribly keen on. "I just wonder why they thought to bring me here, I've already been expended."
i_own_you: (pic#17910313)

[personal profile] i_own_you 2025-06-20 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Well we can only hope."

Red smoke almost seems to caress Stolas' cheek and the moth gives a soft chuckle, a hand settling at the small of the owl's back to help steady him.

"It's good shit, isn't it?" he purred, blowing a slow stream of smoke towards him.
broken_tool: (Looking up)

Party party party

[personal profile] broken_tool 2025-06-20 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
The night sky was a familiar and old friend of his, something he could always rely on to be there at the end of a long day or during the night to hide his actions. Which was why he hadn't given it any mind for the most part. Until he's being asked that question and he's pausing his scan of the crowd to look up (it's always up, being 5'1" makes his life more annoying that it ought to) at the strange... creature? Person? Summon? Whatever, it doesn't matter at the end of the day.

"The sky is clear tonight, isn't it? A blessing and a curse at the same time depending on who you ask."
grointothebust: (Somnophilia)

[personal profile] grointothebust 2025-06-20 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
This may not be the imp he's looking for, but this is an imp Ozzie's happy to see! He actually likes Blitzø, and more than that, Fizz likes him, and since Fizz is family, Blitzø is, too.

"I'll take a familiar face! Good to see you, Blitzø!" Ozzie made it a point to remember his name, even before the trial. "I'mma be real with you: I tried opening a portal back to Hell and can't get it to work. That's the only thing not working, though, so I know they got something planned."

It was...troubling, to say the least, but fretting wouldn't accomplish anything.

"But if we're gonna be here for a while, I can help make things fun in my usual ways." He teased; you can take the Sin out of Lust, but can't take the Lust out of the Sin. He shifted to a slightly more serious expression. The last he saw of Blitzø was the trial. "You hanging in there?"
i_own_you: (pic#17910295)

[personal profile] i_own_you 2025-06-20 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Fuck, everyone here seems to be even shorter than back home. Val's poor back is going to be blown out. And no Kitty to give him a massage.

He squints briefly down at the boy and then back up to the sky, head tiling.

"What idiot thinks it's a curse?"
broken_tool: (Side glance)

[personal profile] broken_tool 2025-06-20 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
Too bad he's huge by human standards so it's really his own fault that he's having to bend down. Not that Haku's remotely asking him to, he's very fine with this particular height difference as it doesn't seem to bother him remotely to have to look up at him.

"Those that need the cover of the night to do their work, of course." He doesn't mean to have a "duh, of course" tone to it, but it's a pretty basic thing when it comes to his world. "The light makes it easier to see an assassin and harder for said assassin to do their job. Though that would make them a rather pitiful professional if they cannot adapt."
i_own_you: (Default)

[personal profile] i_own_you 2025-06-20 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Val snickers at how seriously the boy speaks.

"Mmmm. You don't need shadows to take someone out," he agrees, "Plenty of ways to end someone in the light of day."
broken_tool: (Sad facing you SAD FACING YOU SO HARD)

[personal profile] broken_tool 2025-06-20 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
The snicker probably should ruffle him a bit, but instead he merely shifts to put his attention fully on Val with the dark brown eyes and the black sclera. Clearly not something of Hell's doing at least, but he might also notice the air being a little colder jut around them. "If you get caught then you were destined to fail from the beginning. Shinobi aren't meant to be seen." Simple, to the point, but his gaze remains steady and very much like he says this from experience at least.
scansorial: (You let go)

Miles Morales l Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse/Across the Spider-Verse

[personal profile] scansorial 2025-06-20 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ooc: very tentative? idk. I'm just. Poking around here a bit.]

Arrival/Party:

[He has no clue what is really going on, so honestly? He's just kinda. Rolling with it. As he does. This certainly isn't home. Isn't any version of New York as far as he can tell. And last, he recalls he was supposed to be sent home by that portal transporter thingie. That's. Not great. But he figures that maybe he can try to just not freak out and sort of. Ask around? At least find out about this place or something?

He's just in the middle of a mouthful he just swallows, mask halfway pulled up to reveal his mouth so he can eat and drink, when he hears - or more, he feels, that announcement.]


W-wait, what?! No. Nope. No, I'm already grounded back home. Now I'm what, like double grounded? Am I just grounded in every dimension or something now?

[....Miles plz.]

Feeling on Hedge:

[After the food situation earlier, Miles is unsure if he should trust having anything else this place offers him. Even if strongly encouraged. But he does relent in trying the maze. If only to help out, since he is sure he hears someone in trouble in that thing.

He moves quickly, swinging through as fast as he can, but he abruptly stops when he sees a man in a police uniform lying there.]


.....Dad? Dad, please. No, come on, you can't...

[They had tried to warn him. Miles had been determined to avoid this. He'd already lost his uncle. He can't lose his father, too. He'd been trying to get back home to stop this, to save Jefferson, when he had ended up here instead. He rushes forwards to reach the cop, shaking his head in denial even as he pulls off his mask.]

Can't Unseelie It:

Uh, lady? Is....everything...okay?

[Miles trails off as he approaches. As his Spider Sense kicks in and he makes to move out of the way of her reach. Unfortunately, she just manages to grasp the back of his mask, which pulls him back just enough that she is then able to get a better hold of him. Miles is strong, but he is also just a kid. He is also still, for now, assuming this was just some random lady also trapped in the maze or something. He squirms, trying to kick at her to get some distance that she would let go of him.]
i_own_you: (pic#17916054)

[personal profile] i_own_you 2025-06-20 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Shibori?" Yes, Val hears what he wants to hear, and he smirks, squinting down at those strange eyes. Almost like a demon's. "Shibori is very much meant to be seen."
in_her_shadow: (but i know i'm who i am today)

[personal profile] in_her_shadow 2025-06-20 08:47 am (UTC)(link)
You're not the first to say that here, and I doubt you'll be the last.

[ She does a one shoulder-shrug, not really bothered anymore. Just something to roll with. ]

So, if you've got any dumb duck questions, get them over with already.
ironypoisoned: (i can't feel my heartbeat)

[personal profile] ironypoisoned 2025-06-20 10:03 am (UTC)(link)
"We're errand boys, mostly." A beat. "Everything from playing bodyguard to ambassador to detective."

But, more than that... "Frankly, I think they're just building a people zoo and the weirder the specimen they can find is, they better." A beat. "Oh, um- Free advice: Don't trade anything for anything. Think they're collecting any weird powers and abilities we might have." And the last thing the court rulers needed is Thanos's... Anything, really. They were already a nightmare to fight. And Thanos, sans magic, was already a nightmare to fight, so for Tony's blood pressure, he's going to try and steer that ship away from that worst case scenario.
maritorious: (look at teh papes)

[personal profile] maritorious 2025-06-20 01:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Flattery, and encouragement will get you everywhere.

"Oh, some people here have wings, not quite like yours, but similar- I've met a duck that talks and acts like a human, and my roommate is an owl." She's getting a lot better about now screaming when she sees something strange and unusual.

"Innit? Also, don't steal anything-- Not that I think you would, Valentino, of course- it's just they don't take kindly to it." She was lucky someone had warned her before her instincts took over. "There's no need anyway. Anything you could want, you can get easy as can be."
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Feeling on Hedge!!!

[personal profile] soloacts 2025-06-20 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[This hedge has already shown her similar and more. Her father dead, the thing she'd been avoiding facing for months by hopping around the multi-verse. Only it had been stopped. He wouldn't be captain anymore. It had taken a lot for her to realize it was an illusion, too. Time, tears, and someone else to pull her out.

When Gwen sees the familiar black suit, her stomach drops. Another illusion? Or is he real? For as much as she hopes he's real, she's replayed the last time she'd seen him in her head over and over. The betrayal in his eyes, the way he'd said goodbye. Like it would be forever. She knows that she should have told him. Hates herself for not, and for listening to anything Miguel had to say about anything. She starts to step forward, not clad in her Spider-suit, but the medieval type clothes this place favored-- a tunic and some basic trousers. She's still wearing her Chucks, though.]


Miles? [It's tentative, as it seems like he's seeing something. And when he says 'Dad?' her heart thumps, and she doesn't care to be careful, rushing forward.] Miles?! Miles, it's not-- it's not real. Whatever you're seeing... I promise that it's not.

[Whatever her promises are worth.]
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[personal profile] maritorious 2025-06-20 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Were Nancy privileged enough to know her fate, she would relate a decent amount to Ned Stark. Murdered as a traitor, by the one person she never betrayed.

She nods solemnly. "I'm sorry to hear that. It must be a terrible thing, to lose a parent." She'd never known hers, as far as she was aware. And the man she'd come to see as a father, well, she only felt moderately bad about that betrayal.

"Pleasure, Mr. Snow." She nods. "Your sister, I believe- the Queen-- does that make you Prince? Or- or King?" She barely knew how titles of nobility worked in her world, let alone in Westeros. Not knowing if he would feel the same as Sansa did about her title here, she sweeps into a curtsey.
tutoroftactics: (sad)

[personal profile] tutoroftactics 2025-06-20 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Her shoulders sag. Not the Metaverse, but closer to it than home. Makoto takes a moment to sigh, closing her eyes. It's clear she's going to have to do a lot more investigating around about this place.

No offense, Ren.

She takes Ren's hand when he extends it. "At least we're all together, still, then," she says after a moment. "And that we can be useful." and Makoto will never be useless. ever.
tutoroftactics: (Default)

[personal profile] tutoroftactics 2025-06-20 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
It's... It's not where you think it is.

[it's not the Metaverse. She's been told that. The Nav doesn't work here, anyway.]

We've been kidnapped by faeries. [She knows it sounds absolutely insane.]
noctuagoetia: (Always..)

[personal profile] noctuagoetia 2025-06-20 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"What... what did you do to me?"

The goetia groans, leaning his whole body weight into the man. There was a creeping tingling sensation that crept through his body, prickling down his limbs. If he had his powers, he could defend himself, turn the sinner to stone with a glance, turn into his full demon form, portal away, something. If his head wasn't drowning in a thick haze, he would have felt horrible being so vulnerable. Naked as a little fledgling owlet.

But then came the second wave, this time straight of the demon's mouth. Already compromised but the first puff, Stolas didn't even try to hold his breath, breathing in the full force of the moth's pheromones. That pleasant poison set his lungs on fire as he coughed. He... he couldn't feel his legs anymore, his knees trembling and he draped both arms over Valentino's shoulders. He pressed his cheek into the soft ruffle of fur around the moth's neck, mumbling into in as his vision swam in and out of focus.

"... Blitz?... Where is B-B...litz?"
justbefore: (well well)

[personal profile] justbefore 2025-06-20 03:46 pm (UTC)(link)
What's that thing you humans like to say...? No givesies-backsies?

[ A beat. But oh this could be fun. ]

But... I might be willing to give Akechi's memories back if you find something of equivalent value to trade to me in exchange. [ A cold smile slips onto her lips. ] Something of yours, perhaps, or... You could use your charms to convince one of your Seelie brethren to give me something of theirs.
itsytitsyspider: (Up to no good)

[personal profile] itsytitsyspider 2025-06-20 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh holy fucking Hell. He was really enjoying seeing this side of Husk. What did that say about him? God... If there was one bright side of this prick showing up. it was seeing Husk acting like a big shot. Angel wasn't even trying to hide the lustful glances he was casting the feline's way. As soon as they were back at the castle... He needed to thank him for coming to his aid. If he hadn't shown up when he did, he might have thrown himself back into the flame. It was easy to forget that he didn't have the face things alone.

Playing into it, the arm wrapped around Husk's shoulders drifted down to toy with the old man's suspenders as his free hand reached up to draw lazy circles on the tuft of fur on his chest.

"That's right, baby, you tell him." Angel grins. "Your threats are hollow without your little cronies here to back ya up."
tutoroftactics: (confident)

[personal profile] tutoroftactics 2025-06-20 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Well that was rude.

And you know what else is rude?

This. This whole thing.

"Oh." Way to take the wind from her sails. "So what do they call you?" She doesn't want him to have a single thing up on her.
i_own_you: (Screenshot 2024-02-22 020325)

Belated CW: Drugging, mild SA undertones

[personal profile] i_own_you 2025-06-20 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just a little something to help you relax, Baby," he coos, both arms on one side supporting him now, fingers helping themselves, groping through feathers much the same way he does through Angel's fluff.

"Come, mi Pajarito, shh. Let's find you somewhere to sit down, mmm?"
i_own_you: (Screenshot 2024-02-12 103913)

[personal profile] i_own_you 2025-06-20 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't steal isn't quite so easy as don't apologize, but her follow up is enough to soothe whatever indignant 'I can do what I want' impulses he has for the moment. "Anything? How easily are we talking?" As easy as running one of Voxxy's credit cards he hopes, or there are going to be some tantrums.
amongfriends: (But why can I not conquer love?)

[personal profile] amongfriends 2025-06-20 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
She can respect someone who favors black. Gamora is all black leather save for the white tank top layered beneath her leather top. She is curious about why anyone would miss a chance to get paid after so long at Rocket's side.

"They stopped at that we've been stolen to serve someone else's cause. Is there anymore to it?" Many times, it really is that simple. Look at her life. It can't hurt to ask when someone is freely giving information away.
maritorious: (curious)

[personal profile] maritorious 2025-06-20 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Everyone here's very helpful," she says. "But like, you can find so many things in the Market, or what other people have brought from home. The kitchen'll get you whatever you want to cook. And so long as you have something to trade, like a story or a joke you'll be able to get your hands on it. There's no money here, you see." which is great for a girl like her. Bad for a man like him.

"It's all bartering."