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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.



navigation

i_own_you: (pic#17916054)

[personal profile] i_own_you 2025-06-25 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Some of us have managed to make the most of things down there, Papi~" he purrs, watching him curiously. "You don't look so eager though." Is that why they saw so little of him? Pride was basically there's for the taking, and never a peep from their would be King. "Your ah...Charlie? She certainly seems to be getting more...involved lately, doesn't she?"
sourcedlocally: (irritation)

[personal profile] sourcedlocally 2025-06-25 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Take your time, [S'rei grunts, and though he sounds strained he does mean it. It's just that whether the creature understands them or whether it's just tired of being stepped on, its struggles have started to take on a desperate, creative edge. Clawed fingers find the chinks in his armor and try to dig in any time he stays still within reach, so keeping the beast down has become less of an oppressive force and more of a dance. If only the lance was plain iron...nothing's easy in this world.

The creature manages to slip out when S'rei adjusts his spear and tries to lunge at the Librarian; S'rei chases it and slams it down on its front this time, lance straight through where a lung should've been, which helps with the thrashing but if he didn't know any better, he think the thing was getting stronger.]
tutoroftactics: (i know stuff)

[personal profile] tutoroftactics 2025-06-25 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
It's wonderful to meet you, Louis.

[There's another person she knows, who almost always wears gloves. But there's probably no connection. Not in a place like this.]

I am, thank you. It was kind of you to check in on me.
tutoroftactics: (anxious)

[personal profile] tutoroftactics 2025-06-25 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
No, better give the braincell to her or Futaba. Even Haru.

Really, anyone but Ren and Ryuji.

She squeezes his hand back. "It's alright." She's thankful he gives her the excuse, that it was the Lawspeaker that had her so upset, more than anything else. She'll make up for it later. "I didn't expect to find anyone I knew here. But I'm so glad I did. And, I'm glad you didn't run after me. That would have been embarrassing for everyone involved." With her other hand, she pushes a lock of hair behind her ear.
queensguilt: (pic#17004279)

[personal profile] queensguilt 2025-06-25 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He nods, then pivots, taking a step away. ] If you need anything, just reach out. I'll be around.
bloodyrose: (To explain in due time)

[personal profile] bloodyrose 2025-06-25 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He ate what didn't look overly suspicious, alright. If he did end up with something. . . off, he wouldn't have consumed the rest.

But that's neither here nor there right now.

He blinks at the response; ]


Anything you think is most important.
sod_off: (Spike 7)

Arrival

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-06-26 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Wow, straight to the point huh? Not even an introduction.

[Spike drawled, unimpressed. At least this guy was thinking and seemed....calm. So maybe he was used to some strangeness in his life.]

You're taking the announcement pretty well.
grointothebust: (Stripteasing)

[personal profile] grointothebust 2025-06-26 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
"I know." Asmodeus replied with a wink. Lust could be many things and sex was only one form. Desires, longing, even ones as simple as wanting something just out of reach. There was something wistful in Val's words that the Sin couldn't help noticing.

A simple little desire that drew the flame to the moth.

"Hate to say that in Hell, even I might not be able to make that happen. Maybe less so here."

Even with those words, Ozzie extended his other hand in offering towards the Sinner.

"But I can show you what it's like."
unclesam: ((30))

[personal profile] unclesam 2025-06-26 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ He almost wants to laugh. He forgot the effect that Steve's Captain America voice has on those around him. Strength and resilience.

Damn but... he missed it. ]


Man, Clint just can't stay retired, can he? [ Poor sucker. Bucky's a relief though. ] Bucky on his election trail yet? He's gonna be a congressman, y'know...

[ His voice trails off, face setting into something a little more... grim. Brows furrowing slightly, lips pursed. Then he sighs. ]

So you know. About... going back.
unclesam: ((103))

[personal profile] unclesam 2025-06-26 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's glad she doesn't pull away. Whatever else this weird place is gonna hold for him, for now Sam is going to allow himself to cling to the fact that he gets to have another moment with someone he lost and couldn't ever even say goodbye to. Selfishly, he wants to make the moment linger. Perhaps, in part, because he's hoping by the time they're both ready to let go, his eyes won't be as wet anymore. ]

Yeah, just arrived.

[ And a small sigh, a nod. ]

Oh, not that much. Just some global events. Most of the team's retired. I cosplay Steve these days. [ It's wry, and it sounds like a joke, but it doesn't quite land. Again, a lightness that would likely convince others and she can likely see through easily. Sam pulls back after a moment, though he keeps a hand on her shoulder. ] You have no idea how goo it is to see you. [ That part though? Deeply sincere. ]
sod_off: (Spike 9)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-06-26 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Spike was actually somewhat surprised. Usually he caught the kitchen bustling with fae who were willing to help, or he came when it was relatively empty. And inactive, considering he usually just got his blood on his own at those times.]

Should be. I'm used to there being fae here though. To ask. Or just doing it myself. Didn't expect a poltergeist chef squad.

[The accent is British; Northern London if that means anything. Spike's surprise lasts only a few seconds though.]

You wanna find out or shall I?
unclesam: ((134))

[personal profile] unclesam 2025-06-26 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sam's gaze follows Gustave's. Man, what an ugly fucker honestly. The creature, not Gustave. ]

Damn. Sounds like we both need better hobbies.

[ Sam's eyebrows go up in mock offense. ]

What, you don't like my fancy frisbee? Don't insult the size of a man's shield, dude, come on.

[ It's companionable, easy. As if they're not out here in the middle of a dangerous maze. ]

I swear I can do cool shit with it.
unclesam: ((140))

I forgot to respond to this bc of the group chat, I'm sorry

[personal profile] unclesam 2025-06-26 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
"You're so right, I have to revise my facial hair ranking. Lemme see.... alright, we'll call the whole list 'best facial hair', 'cause clearly we all got some variation of it. And top to bottom, we'll call it... me, Dr Strange, Stark, Stark. You two can duel it out over who is third best and fourth best."

Winner gets the dubious honor of helping Sam fix his shredded gear. See, it's a reward, because his shit's cool. Right? He can spin this, he's sure.

Sam does look around, slightly shaking his head.

"Yeah, so I noticed. Kinda new. For all the weird kinda people I met, this ain't really the aesthetic back home, I guess. How come you don't get the whole 'look at me, I'm a lizard person' vibe going on like Stark? ... Other Stark. Kinda older Stark? I'll workshop how to call you guys.
queensguilt: (pic#17004163)

[personal profile] queensguilt 2025-06-26 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Now comes the next question: in front of his fellow Adopted, does he dare to order blood? He’d rather not have to explain his own circumstance, or scare another away. …Not that this stranger appears as if anything would frighten him.

And so, Louis lifts his gloved hand, gesturing toward the kitchen. The movement is mild, well-controlled, so much so that the obsidian bracelets adorning his wrist make no sound. ]
After you. I’m still deciding.

[ Another chime breaks apart the clamor of steaming kettles and clanking pans. More muffins. Someone really must be hungry, or having put in an order ahead of time. ]
foraride: (01)

[personal profile] foraride 2025-06-26 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Kiriya blinks once, then arches a decidedly amused eyebrow. There are a lot of things that could mean, but he has his suspicions. Wouldn't have guessed it, but hey.

"Sounds to me like you're pretty good at it then," he says with a grin. "But your secret is safe with me." Such as it is.
sod_off: (Spike 14)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-06-26 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
[It is a surprisingly busy kitchen. They probably shouldn't interrupt, but honestly Spike didn't care. Hazel-eyes slid to the other Adopted. Probably an adopted. A once-over, assessing. Then Spike redirected his attention to the kitchen.]

So, I usually either get it myself or the fae in here bring it...

[Addressing the empty air, but he'd done stranger before. Magic was like that sometimes.]

Don't suppose I could get a mug of blood? Preferably warmed?
unclesam: ((57))

[personal profile] unclesam 2025-06-26 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Peachy.

[ His voice wheezes over cracked ribs as he grasps her hand and lets the girl help him up. ]

All my broken bones are still on the inside, where they belong.

[ He looks from her to the monster, holding the shield at the ready. ]

This a 'fight it' or 'knock it down and run' kinda gig, Spiderling?

[ Not much mistaking those webs for. Sam had no clue they made more of that kid, but hey... he'd also had no clue they made Hulks in different colours until recently, so what does he know, really? ]
queensguilt: (034)

[personal profile] queensguilt 2025-06-26 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ After another tiny fae collects the next batch of muffins, it departs with an annoyed squeak in the two Adopted’s direction. As for kitchen itself, it does not halt. Instead a separate stove roars with a flame, heating a heavy, bronze cauldron when the stranger asks for-… for…

Blood.

His brow lifts, the first break of his impassive expression, and he looks back at the other Adopted. ]


So they do have it. [ It’s spoken quietly, with relief, a touch of awe. This stranger might as well have saved him. ] And you…

[ A familiar aromatic scent fills the chamber: sanguineous iron, life stirred slowly so it does not burn. The delicate muscles of Louis’ irises contract, and he wavers, a classical picture of starving. He manages to speak again: ] You… need it, too?

[ By the question itself, it’s clear that Louis hadn’t expected to meet someone like him so soon. ]
victorycurls: (014)

[personal profile] victorycurls 2025-06-26 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
You'd be surprised how often I hear that.

[It happens almost every time she meets someone new from a similar world. At least she's got the explanation down to something more manageable now.]

I'm from a different universe, one where Project Rebirth was sabotaged and I became the first super-soldier. At the end of the war, I got stranded in a pocket dimension, and then I ended up in the twenty-first century.
unclesam: ((105))

[personal profile] unclesam 2025-06-26 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sam winces a little, apologetic. After a moment, he holds out his hand - his right arm thankfully isn't the one broken and borderline useless right now. ]

Sam Wilson. And if we're trading origin stories: I went on my morning run, and Steve Rogers was being such a goddamn little shit to me that I had to become his friend.

[ He flashes a smile, easy and charming. ]

Honor to meet you, Cap.
formerabyssinian: (Aya: ante up)

[personal profile] formerabyssinian 2025-06-26 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Aya glances at the crowd that mingles, or fights. There's a few things he can say that are pertinent. Insignificant things, like where food comes from, can be discussed later.]

The most important thing to know is that politeness isn't the same here, as well as what they use for currency. [He looks back to the newcomer.] 'Please' and 'thank you' might get you murdered. [He lets that sit for a moment.] They take IOUs for currency, and you can barter for a better deal, or you can exchange an item for what you want, if it has enough value.
sod_off: (Spike 13)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-06-26 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[That cauldron was more than Spike had been expecting. Not that he restricted himself here, as the last thing anyone needed was him starving. Or any of other vamps although only he and Maurice seemed to use the kitchen.

A side-long look at the other, then turning and Spike canted his head to study him more fully.]


I really wonder what it is the fae like about vampires, bringing so many of us here.

[A shrug.]

Also, surprised you're still rational, way you're acting. Can't be too starving then. You can choose to use the blood the fae are supplying here or not. I choose to. Figure if they were gonna doctor it there are easier ways of doing so, and its in their interest to not have us starve or half-mad. Again, if they want us feral or half-mad they have other, easier ways of doing so probably.

sourcedlocally: (surprise)

Can't Unseelie It

[personal profile] sourcedlocally 2025-06-26 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
[OH! Okay! Wow okay, it has been- a very long time since someone has picked him up like this! Pretty sure not since he was a child!

S'rei almost curls up in surprise and just manages to fight the urge, not wanting to unbalance- whoever this is that just picked up a full grown miqo'te man and continued sprinting as if snatching a branch off of a tree. Wraps his tail around his own ankle to keep it from getting in the way because bro is hauling ass.

Is he talking about whatever that shrieking thing is? They are running why? -wait his spear is back there...]
Pardon, but- couldn't we just fight it? [He was going to throw himself at the monster all by himself, but if he's going to have backup then he's really going to throw himself at it.]
nightmarescenario: (0018)

lol - all good =)

[personal profile] nightmarescenario 2025-06-26 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Not seeing how the doc outranks either me or other me. You might need to get your eyes checked, bird man." If there isn't a heavy does of snark, would he even be Tony?

While Tony might love taking a peek under the hood of Sam's gear... Sam may not want Tony playing with it. He wouldn't break it, but who's to say if Sam would ever get it back.

He snorts. "I stay away from all of those fae freaks." Except when he had to kick around the tiny Narcissos that were bothering everyone. "Word of advice - don't ask them for anything, don't take any gifts they give you, and don't fuck them. Unless you like growing horns and tails and whatever the hell else is going on." He hates magic. He hates magic so so much.
amberdrake: Umid Yuldashev (very put together)

[personal profile] amberdrake 2025-06-26 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
"My poor knees thank you, good sir," Drake flashes a grin right back, because of course he doesn't actually care if people know how old he is... but it's helping keep the mood up, so.

"To our left--ah, wait," and he will, in fact, reach for Kiriya's shoulder if he doesn't seem to be stopping immediately. "Dead ahead of us."

Might be a good time to backtrack.