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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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betenoir: (Resolute)

[personal profile] betenoir 2025-05-17 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
[The constant, eternal need to be a protector and provider. One would consider it something woven into his being were they to know the truth. Know it but never understand it.]

The wishing well. Of course, if it's easier to meet elsewhere...

[And he will meet elsewhere if that was what she needs. Because when one has endured the indescribable, one might appreciate having the minutest scrap of agency.]
lementeur: (043)

GEIS — un: verso

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-05-17 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Nearly every 15 minutes since they split up, she's been messaged with some version of— ]

Anything of interest?

[ Which really just translates to "Are you okay?" ]
itsytitsyspider: (Hehe)

[personal profile] itsytitsyspider 2025-05-17 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Not that kinda demon, toots. I was human once. I'm what you would call a 'Sinner'.

[His golden fang flashed as he grins at her. There was a little gleam in his eyes when she brought up Hell, all four of his arms crossed now with a playful huff.]

Is there now? How did ya know I'm from down stairs? [He laughs again.] I'll take that as a compliment. If you think I look wild, you should see the others freaks down there. Sinners come in all shapes and sizes.

sod_off: (Spike 4)

Re: Visions!

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-05-17 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Selene had been learning in bits and pieces about him in other ways. Some things she'd guessed but Spike hadn't confirmed. Other's were smaller things shared tit for tat. They understood one another in a way he hadn't expected.

But that was neither here nor there right then. "Oh we'll get out alright. I don't plan on dying tonight in some stupid shrubbery." Spike replied cockily. "You got a preference on which way we go from here?"
Edited 2025-05-17 03:47 (UTC)
buffylives: (pic#17819406)

Re: Feeling on Hedge

[personal profile] buffylives 2025-05-17 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Buffy keeps hugging the person, so very happy to see him. Seeing this is just a dream, it's not a big deal that she's not keeping up with her surroundings. She looks up at the person, about to lean in for a kiss when she suddenly feels the person stiffen and let out an awkward chuckle.] Um, oh...! Oh!

[She jumps back suddenly, realizing she was hugging some random girl. She frowns, then sighs.] I am so sorry, I ...I must be seeing things. [Why is she seeing things? What kind of games were these faerie people playing?] I...Hi, I'm Buffy. Who are you?
maellum: (Default)

un: maelle

[personal profile] maellum 2025-05-17 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
[This thing is convenient, but he's making it annoying.]

No. Are you going to ask me again in fifteen minutes?
buffylives: (pic#17819392)

Re: Hedge maze! (whoo!)

[personal profile] buffylives 2025-05-17 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Buffy looks up at the tall smiling version of Spike in front of her, she inhales again, grinning.] You smell like sunshine, but ick on the cigarettes. I'd say you need to quit but it's not hurting you. [As she leans back, giving a small smile toward the hallucination.]

Buffy, I know you must be a lot happier now that I'm gone.

[Buffy frowns, shaking her head.] No, not even a little bit, Spike.

[Then she hears the second Spike and sighs.] I know I've used violence in the past between us but ... I want to stop that. I wanted to stop that before too but... I cried...I cried every night... Is this a gift from those faeries?

[She turns toward the other sound, blinking. Then she looked at the second Spike. The hallucination.] Why are there two of you?
Edited 2025-05-17 03:58 (UTC)
buffylives: (Default)

Re: Party

[personal profile] buffylives 2025-05-17 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Buffy frowns.] Does this happen often? [Was there a way they could be stopped? She always found a way to stop evil or weirdness from happening. She could make this stop too couldn't she?]

Oh? I see. There's only two people I'd want to see and I doubt these Fae people could make it happen. Have you seen people who were meant to be well dead or just gone?
maellum: (Default)

[personal profile] maellum 2025-05-17 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
[How is this one of the strangest things Maelle has ever encountered?]

Well, that's good. You probably want something to wash it down with?
sod_off: (Spike 9)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-05-17 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Wait, what? and was she talking to him? Spike was very confused now, as he took a step closer.]

Are you high or something? What do you mean tw--!

[Then he stopped short, his whole posture changing in some ways as he felt like he'd been struck. Disbelief and confusion. Spike desperately looking around now because he didn't dare to hope.]

You're...you're really here? Buffy?

[The naked emotion in his voice of hope and fear and longing all mixed together.]
betenoir: (Prepared)

[personal profile] betenoir 2025-05-17 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
you didn't even dodge the strongest ice attack ever, did you?
[There is satisfaction in provoking open frustration, seeing honest emotion within his son for the first time a while. Not because he wants him to suffer or grieve what could have been, but to consider him someone to hate. Because while he can resist being hated he cannot endure his son being dead.

He never punishes the boy for choosing to fight, deciding to interfere, not when he himself betrayed the family when it mattered most.]


That girl needs to leave our family alone.

[Family. His calm tone refuses to crack at the slightest hint of desparation, that tiredness he hides so well. But his choice of words? That girl? He places emphasis on her obscurity to deny the fact some part of him sees her someone special.]

She was already tearing us apart. But of course it's easier for you to take her side, isn't it?

[His lifetime spent loving has not reached that critical juncture, where he sees less sense and reason, not that sense and reason is what he was made for.]
Edited 2025-05-17 04:04 (UTC)
blitzno: (you ruined everything you stupid bitch)

hahahahaa letting them in the same room was a mistake

[personal profile] blitzno 2025-05-17 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Heh, usually people don't call me that til after they've seen my dick.

[ He fishes through the inner pocket of his coat, tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth. He pulls out a small stuffed horse and a wicked looking knife before finally coming out with a sharpie. He holds it up triumphantly, then hands it over. ]

Yeah, look, Ride a Cowboy 3: My Little Ponyplay was life changing.

[ And he's yoinking down his pants! He didn't expect Angel to say yes, but that doesn't mean he's going to turn down the opportunity. ]
lementeur: (066)

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-05-17 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Of course not.

[ He'll ask something entirely different in fifteen minutes. ]
maellum: (Default)

[personal profile] maellum 2025-05-17 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[There's no reply to that. And no reply to whatever question he may send next. Isn't the silence deafening?]
maellum: (Default)

[personal profile] maellum 2025-05-17 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
What?

[Maelle cocks an eyebrow at this masked person. Perhaps different places have different tastes, but she thinks a strawberry that smells like this is universally good. She turns it over in her hand before lifting it to her lips for a bite.]

It's good. Like, actually good.
lementeur: (012)

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-05-17 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ To be fair, he gets a little distracted himself, so one round is skipped on his part, but that makes it all the more worrying when she doesn't respond to the next one.

One last text before he genuinely worries. ]


Maelle?

[ Can't trust whatever magic runs these, so he's about to go find her himself at this rate. Given what he's run into so far here on only the first night, one really can't be too paranoid. ]
buffylives: (pic#17819416)

[personal profile] buffylives 2025-05-17 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Buffy paled, there were two Spikes and the other one was singing You are my sunshine quietly to himself.] Way to sound like Drusilla, Spike.

I miss Dru. She was a dark light of insanity in a world full of sane people.

Um...Okay. [Buffy said, looking away from the second Spike and looking toward the first Spike.] High? When have you known me to get high? [Okay. She was confused, two Spikes, one is singing and the other looks ... confused as she feels.]

Of course, I'm here. I've been here for the past half a day. I can't seem to leave and I want to leave. How did you get in here? A girl told me earlier I might see people I used to know or knew.

[She covers her hands over her ears, telling the hallucination.] Could you just shut up? You sound like a crazy person. Which one of you is real?

[the other spike chuckles.] Crazy? You're the one seeing two of us, love.
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[personal profile] jermastrat 2025-05-17 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Now. If he knew this was a sinner... Well it was better than being a full fledged demon. As it stood, considering the sinners and demons he was personally familiar with, Angel Dust was naturally... a complete goddamn mystery. Just like ninety percent of the absolute freaks in here, so perfectly normal now. It's normal, everything is normal.]

It sucks. I hate it here, there isn't even anything to do.

[He glances at the cookies, and one can almost imagine the side-eye those are getting.]

What are those?

[.... Yes. Yes the cookies, he's asking what those are.]
maellum: (Default)

[personal profile] maellum 2025-05-17 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
[It's the last message, the buzz of the device, that reminds Maelle that Verso is likely worried. Her hands are still shaking from the rush of emotions coursing through her veins.]

Gustave

Really
Hi
M
sod_off: (Spike and Buffy 2)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-05-17 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Spike of course, could not hear the hallucinatory-version of himself. But he could easily see the slayer's confusion. And as he usually did, he followed his blood.

Which meant quick strides over to her and then Spike wrapped his arms around her. Pulling her close and tight and like he was afraid she would vanish. A deep breath in, oh god she smelled right, and out. Bending his head and concentrating, he could hear her heartbeat. Spike was clearly not going to be letting go of her anytime soon either.

His blood was singing to him, thoughts filled with her, drowning in her; and he loved it.]
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[personal profile] lightish 2025-05-17 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
"As you should be."

There's no warning before the Day Duke himself shimmers into being sitting across from Lucien at the table, broad and imposing with a look of permanent disinterest scowled across his handsome face. His booted feet are propped up on the food table, his chair tipped back on two legs, horned head cushioned by his own arms, stretched out over his head. There's no telling how long the man's been here waiting out of sigh, just how many conversations between Adopted and Fae Ruler that he's been privy to.

"You know, you've been exceptionally noisy, even all of the way from Sahar's spire."
maellum: (Default)

[personal profile] maellum 2025-05-17 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Maelle is glad Lune presses forward. They can't both get stuck in the mud, and there are so many things to worry about that she can't prioritize one over the other.]

I think so. They've been friendly, at least. And... different.

[From other worlds, she had heard said. Where they are now is beyond Lumiere and the continent. How many worlds were out there?]
amurderofcrow: (pic#17161353)

[personal profile] amurderofcrow 2025-05-17 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
It certainly would have been, but there's hardly any fixing that now.

Do you really believe that to be true?
sod_off: (Spike 51)

To the Left

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-05-17 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Spike heard the scream and took off running. He expects to find a monster, but as he gets closer he can hear the yelling. Which doesn't mean there might not be a monster, as he starts to make out the words. He agrees though, finally rounding the corner and seeing the duckling. In obvious distress.

Spike can move silently when he needs to; he purposefully makes noise now though. Steady strides over, and crouching down to be more on Lena's level. Reaching out a hand to her shoulder in support.]


You probably already know this, but whatever you're seeing isn't there. It's not real.
lementeur: (031)

[personal profile] lementeur 2025-05-17 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ Did she just call him Gustave?

Or... ]


Slow down. Where are you?