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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

king_inthenorth: (to the side)

[personal profile] king_inthenorth 2025-06-29 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Earth?" His confusion shows on his face. He knows nothing of planets, much less the fact that there's a whole universe full of them. The closest he gets to hearing about earth is the surface under their feet. "I'm from Westeros."
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[personal profile] king_inthenorth 2025-06-29 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
There have been plenty of disputes over power in the history of the seven kingdoms of Westeros, including at this moment. So that is something he understands.

"Perhaps not in Westeros. Robert Baratheon's brothers were not called princes, but then, they were not the sons of a king." Which is a whole thing he would rather not go into right now. "I would like to think that I was as good of a king as Sansa is a queen."
sod_off: (Spike 19)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-06-30 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Well, depends on how you define civil. But we're at least all aligned on not trying to make it harder on each other. Most people aren't very charitable in their view towards vampires already, y'know?

We have something called a group chat, that's a private group, over our communication devices. Just for us. We're also loosely organized into a 'council'. Doesn't do much though.

Big thing besides what I've laid out already is don't out anyone else without their permission. I'm pretty open about what I am.
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[personal profile] queensguilt 2025-06-30 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ A brow raises at the mention of a council, then lowers when Spike mentions that it doesn't do much. There are a number of questions that bubble to mind, but Louis puts them on hold for now. ]

...For which I'm grateful. I came from a world where our kind do not have to hide what we are, so I was uncertain what the standard is in this one. I know you can't speak for the others on this council, but... do you feel safe here? As a vampire, that is.

Of course, I wouldn't mind meeting the others through the forum.
sod_off: (Spike 7)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-06-30 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
I mean, I don't feel any more or less safe than I would were I not a vampire. Actually no, I do feel safer being a vampire because I'm not as squishy as a human. But other than that, it hasn't made a difference.

I don't really hide who or what I am. Not beyond practicality. We do have a Slayer here, but so long as you play nice, she's likely to as well.
Edited 2025-06-30 01:01 (UTC)
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[personal profile] queensguilt 2025-06-30 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
Slayer?

[ He asks this with a slight cant of his head. It's clear he hasn't heard the term. ]
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[personal profile] sod_off 2025-06-30 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
A vampire hunter. Where I'm from, she's a big deal and the Slayer, capital s. Empowered to fight us on our own terms in a way most humans aren't.

[Spike took another drink.]

It's a whole deal, with their being a chosen one, and when one dies another being called and all. Most don't tangle with a Slayer. I've killed two before, and fought this one a few times. Our situations complicated though. Like I said, you play nice and she's likely to play nice.
queensguilt: (010)

[personal profile] queensguilt 2025-06-30 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Louis lifts his free hand, palm up, in a show of peace. He'll steer clear.

And although he doesn't smile, his tone is wry: ]
Don't worry, I'm allergic to danger. I leave you to this Slayer.
sod_off: (Spike 7)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-06-30 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Spike shrugs. He's really not too worried about Buffy in this regard. He warned the other vamps, and he knows her. She'll play nice for the most part so long as they do. He's more worried about her for other reasons than her being the capital S.]

But yeah basically mind your manners, don't bring trouble down on all of us, and you'll get along okay. Other questions?
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[personal profile] queensguilt 2025-06-30 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
I do have other, actually. But I need to think some things over, first. I can message you later, if you'd want. But other than that... [ A pause, and then he offers: ]

I appreciate this conversation. Truly.
sod_off: (Spike 10)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-06-30 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Another shrug, as Spike isn't really fussed by it. He's said his piece, and made note of the newcomer.]

I'm pretty open, and not hard to find. Better you not stumble into trouble and find stuff out that way.

[A smirk.]

Mind, that way can also be fun.
amurderofcrow: ([anime] considering)

[personal profile] amurderofcrow 2025-06-30 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Who knew teenagers were so dissatisfied with authority?

"Don't bother with your thanks. It's unnecessary. I'm only offering you the same information the others would have given you. This is just more efficient."
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[personal profile] youknowwhothisis 2025-06-30 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
"See, you get it," he gestured, and went to pick up his own tea cup. "It's an emotional fatigue, too. Someone approaches and you think, 'Oh god, are they going to try and push some pyramid scheme on me, try and push their bored ugly ape project, or try and sneak a selfie that they can slap on their social media to claim they've made besties with the king?'"

He took a sip, sighed his content. Good tea just hit in a certain way. "So if you want my advice- I know you didn't ask- know who your friends are, a circle you can trust. Doesn't matter how small that circle might be, so long as you have somebody. Alone time is nice, but..."

The smile faded a bit, and he swirled the contents of his cup. "...Too much of it can kill you."

It faded completely, turned to momentary confusion when his gaze followed hers. Charlie had finished picking all of the fruit off her tart, and stuck to enjoying the custard in the shell. The urge to remind her not to play with her food had flown from his mind.

Instead there was a small, awkward chuckle. "Huh? Is, uh... is this a game between you two that I'm missing out on?"

But that was strange. For just a moment, the child had glared at Octavia in the middle of her bite of tart.
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[personal profile] sourcedlocally 2025-06-30 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
S'rei. [An ear flicked slightly at Daniel's name, but nothing else seems amiss; S'rei even comfortably falls into step behind the guy, watching the hedges carefully as they pass just in case the maze decides to start shifting again and separate them. Maybe also mentally trying to get a Cure spell off, though the odds of that succeeding are slim to none.] And I think you can be whatever you are no matter where you are, personally. You use "Librarian" as a title in your homeland?
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[personal profile] mordaz 2025-06-30 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"You say to know who your friends are but would you have let them in? I don't have—" No, that wouldn't be entirely truthful — she has Loona and Nancy. Blitzø is annoyingly trying to worm his way into her life and Fizzarolli is, well, he is there. Always one room away even though she used her magic against him when she was half asleep. She fiddles with her teacup but never picks it up.

"Why would I want other people to watch my family fall apart when I didn't even want to? The arguments happened so often that I started to think it was normal. I found out what they had was a lie, they were never happy and worse, my dad suffered thinking it would make me happy. He never told me anything and it hurt."

Reaching a hand out to the image of Charlie he sees, she waves her hand over the empty space in an attempt to show him the truth. "Which is why I'm telling you the truth. The fae lie, she was never here. We would know." It's kind of hard to miss a demonic ray of sunshine belting out showtunes and trying to help out people who never asked for it.

"It's not real. The maze showed me my dad, a version of him that died during the trial." The trial Lucifer never bothered to attend.
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[personal profile] sourcedlocally 2025-06-30 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Bro if you can handle yourself then why are u runnin

S'rei contemplates for a moment before nodding, preparing to hop down the second his rescuer stops.]
I've no other way to defend myself here. I need it. [Plus that thing isn't going to stop chasing them, from the sounds of it still shrieking behind them somewhere; or if it does, it'll just go after somebody else. Better to kill it now before he's worn out or, even worse, wounded.]
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[personal profile] amurderofcrow 2025-06-30 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ah.

Even with the adrenaline racing through his body and the heaviness of new grief twisting up his insides, Yusuke's palm connects with Akechi's shoulder and it's as if the haze over his eyes dissipates in an instant. There's just no doubt within him after that touch - that familiar weight, the warmth that penetrates his clothing to settle against the skin of his shoulder, the way it makes his stomach swoop with feeling - this is the Yusuke Kitagawa that Akechi's known for months now.

So then what is the thing bleeding out at his feet?]


Don't be so dramatic. [But the ferocity within Akechi has shifted - not disappeared, because it never truly leaves him - and so the older boy's expression softens just minutely, some of the sharpness in his features turning blunt. But he doesn't shake that hand off. Not yet. The reminder of just who this is might still be necessary.] I only stopped you from falling into a bush. The rest you did yourself. I was only there as a witness.

[He doesn't turn to face the fake Yusuke just yet.]

My apologies for thinking the fae could possibly replicate you successfully. It's a mistake that I won't make a second time.
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[personal profile] grointothebust 2025-06-30 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
The instant their hands touched, the world around them had its layers peeled away to reveal something new. Sinners were limited to Pride, and could only view the other Rings remotely. Red was the one color they saw all the time; in one fell swoop, Valentino was swept along into the opposite end of the rainbow.

Like Pride, Lust was a grand cityscape with buildings that touched the sky. Lust had more neon lights, it felt like, with its main color being easier on the eyes. There was a pleasant drizzle all throughout and Asmodeus was sporting an umbrella for the both of them. There wasn't as much out and out violence on the streets, either; rather than the smoke of an explosion and the stench of blood, the air had a jazzy vibe to it. The people were excited, whether they were headed for a club or openly indulging in each other.

"My little slice of Hell." Ozzie spoke up. "Where the vibes are immaculate and there's always the option to eat out. We may not have stars, but we have more than enough lights."
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[personal profile] monochromous 2025-06-30 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Friends.

Alicia never thought she'd ever have the chance to make a friend before, but here she is, this olive branch offered between the two of them. Neither of them have to be defined by the wars their family's fight, they can simply be themselves, the two that were left behind.

Alicia's eye catches Maelle's gaze as the young woman nods in response.

Friends it is. And hopefully, once she knows the truth, Maelle won't change her mind about it.]
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[personal profile] renhanded 2025-06-30 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
If they ever get to talking about it, they'd find they have a lot in common; the hope pushing against the supposedly inevitable tide, the fight for not just you but for everyone who dreams of a better tomorrow. His world wasn't quite as dire as Gustave's- at least, not on the surface- but the truth of it was they were all being held down by something much bigger than any one life.

Seeming as if it's the answer he was hoping to hear, Ren keeps his grin, eyes drifting to look out across the party. "Well, there's eight of them- four on one side and four on the other. The Seelie are based on seasons, while the Unseelie are times of the day. One from each side rules at once depending on the appropriate 'period'. Thus far... I've spoken to about half of them. But none are interested in letting us go."
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[personal profile] haram 2025-06-30 09:48 am (UTC)(link)
"A very far away land indeed, yes," Armand confirms with a mild, almost distracted-seeming nod, although on that point he doesn't elaborate any further from there, instead gazing out briefly into the night with a distant and vaguely remote expression on his face. "Although my studies took me much closer, from Rome and then into Paris."

Then, smiling, he regards her again, warmth lighting up his amber-colored eyes.

"You'll enjoy the library here, then— it holds hundreds if not thousands of different books on every variety of subject you can imagine. And literature too, of course. All at no cost to you. Most days I can easily spend several hours in there, myself, reading quietly from their stacks of volumes."
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[personal profile] artfuldawkins 2025-06-30 10:04 am (UTC)(link)
Run!

[He can see that it's trying to close off, but maybe if they get there quick enough, it'll work in their favour. He reaches to grab Gentarou, to pull him along as quickly as he is running]
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[personal profile] queensguilt 2025-06-30 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Putting it like that, you sound like the fae.
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[personal profile] maritorious 2025-06-30 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Curious," she says, but there's so much English history she doesn't know, learning the history of a whole other world, and their rulers seemed so daunting, especially when she had so much to learn about Faery.

"If you spoke to everyone the way you speak to me, I believe you were a good king. She's the type of queen I wish we had in England. Good. Caring. Not afraid to talk with the little people, y'know?" She shrugs, walking with him through the maze.

"Your father must be proud of you both," she calls back to the man they had left behind.
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[personal profile] tutoroftactics 2025-06-30 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Akechi doesn't like to let anyone be kind to him. Doesn't want anyone to think he's helping them, even if he's supposed to be some ace detective helping Sae and the SIU. At least, this is her interpretation. Akechi's so good he doesn't need any sort of help and he's done everything on his own.

No wonder Sae's abandoned her for him.

She crosses her arms.

"I like to thank people for providing a service. You could have just kept it from me." She pauses for a moment. "Look- I don't know what happens between October and whenever you're from. I don't know where you stand with everyone. But you're still going to have to prove yourself to me."