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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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miraclewater: (girl)

[personal profile] miraclewater 2025-05-18 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
That's not what I meant.

[Though, like, not entirely inaccurate.]

The fae will trick you into a deal any opportunity they can get. So one learns to appreciate gifts with no strings attached.
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[personal profile] memorycardio 2025-05-18 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh! Yes. Humans often drink and eat at the same time. [A sage nod, like she isn't mostly in Ren's pocket when this happens.] What drink do you recommend with 'cheese sandwich'?
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[personal profile] miraclewater 2025-05-18 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well. Yes. Actually.

Though it's interesting -- he's never run into anyone else in a similar situation. It's all wanting to get back to the world that was. What happens if the world that was won't exist any longer? At least not in that form?]


Maybe this is the new world. [A beat. His expression doesn't change.] I'm kidding. But save that story, it might be worth something.
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[personal profile] betenoir 2025-05-18 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
more spoilers
[Vulnerability can provide strength. But only amongst the family. It is simply too dangeorus to trust anybody else. His children suffered physically and bear the emotional scars. He withstood emotionally and bears a physical scar. And seeing her now he is willing to put himself in the way once again, over and over, because although she looks unfamiliar she is recognisable.]

Our family is nothing but their entertainment.

[His voice is cold and low, detached and emotionless. Because though their name is what bonds them together, the family who shares their name had treated his children as nothing but tools and keepsakes.

His wife had been the only one to welcome them home.]


I think they would enjoy watching our little drama.

[So why offer them what they want? Why make themselves the tools for more people who deserve nothing? He inhales and gestures his shoulders, disturbing the unsleeved arms of his overcoat. He is happy enough to avoid those people, much as he avoided people back home, but if she needs that support to talk, he will be there.]
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[personal profile] lementeur 2025-05-18 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The suspicion is fair play, and Verso can respect it. Not enough to immediately explain every hole in the story, but Maelle's urging whispers in the back of his mind as he looks between Gustave and the only supposed exit they're being offered right now. No doubt, it's even more difficult for the man to trust him when he's menacingly blocking the way with his weapons still out. It's true that they can be summoned again in a moment's notice, so with Gustave willing to see reason here, the blades will shimmer and dissipate after his hesitation is overcome.

He really shouldn't consider Gustave a threat, not after what he's dealt with in his life, but the psychological hit here is more risk than anything else.

After you, doesn't seem like a suggestion that would go over well, under the circumstances, so instead he'll nod and turn away, prepared to lead them out of this mess as best he can. Stepping lightly and keeping an ear out for any potential attacks—from ahead and from behind—Verso tries to keep his eyes sharp in the dark for hedges that try to shift and disorient them.

His voice is hushed. ]


Why didn't you run?

[ The half-glance over his shoulder is clouded. No, he isn't talking about the weeping woman.

He's positive that he knows what the answer is, but Verso wants to hear him say it. ]
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party time

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-05-18 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Harry didn't have any trouble answering with a nod as he finished chewing and swallowing. He offered his plate to the guy, pointing at the pink pile, "Try tha one. It's a wee bit less sweet'n th'other one."

Some people were clearly bothered by the odd tastes and colors, but not Harry. He'd lived on literal garbage his whole life. Whatever the fae decided to feed him, he'd eat. The fact that it did taste good was just a plus. He forked up a bite and held it out to the man with a grin, "Say ah."
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[personal profile] constellationseeker 2025-05-18 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just my luck," Roui sighs, the despondence not leaving his features. He'd been through this before - illusions and mind games, parties and celebrations in a foreign land.

In fact, a lot of this is quite the perfect mirror of his last experience. The differences are quite subtle and few. Though the connection to his past career is a glaring contrast, at least in execution. He had to use what he knew to escape the illusion, break the barrier, put puzzles together to find the truth, and...

Roui begins looking around, trying to find the discrepancies, the puzzles. ...He's not really having any success in finding those, either.

"Fada. I'm really going to have to wait for this to fade, aren't I?" he frowns.

"And how do I know that you're not an illusion, too?" It's sharp, but not accusatory.
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the party

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-05-18 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Blood wasn't a deterrent for Harry. If anything, it was so commonplace he only noticed because no one else was currently bleeding or bloodstained. The scent was what caught his attention as he was passing. He turned to look, since it took rather a large amount of blood to actually smell in such a crowd, and he zeroed in on a man in a tux. Harry backtracked and gave a low whistle at the amount of rusty brown staining the nice material.

"Tha's a pretty big stain there."
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if i was a worm

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-05-18 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Harry turned the corner and almost fell over the two Wormmons. Wait, two Wormmons. After catching his balance against the hedge, he squatted down, looking from one bug to the other. Not two Wormmons, but Wormmon and . . .]


Ken? Wha happened?
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[personal profile] undertheweight 2025-05-18 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps not where you hail from--Gwynedd, was it? But I promise you, they are very real on Azeroth, my home." Six Aspects, numerous dragonflights; if it were possible for this young king to see it, likely his mind would be blown.

Likely, it wasn't possible. Pity. Wrathion gave a nod to the young king and took a step back. If he wasn't mollified by the apology, he was at least accepting of it.

"I can shapeshift, of course, that's why I look human." He couldn't help chuckling a little at that. "Most dragons can, unless they are very young. We choose a form to better interact with the mortal races, for good or ill." Because there were dragons who intended humans and their ilk no good whatsoever. Best to warn him now, because Aspects knew what might be met in the future. He and his brothers might be trying to reform their flight, but not all of them were guided with a firm hand.

"I am not adept at mental magics, but I did take insult. My flight...my family had been plagued by corrupting mental whispers in the past. It is...good to have a care, King Kelson. It would not be a good thing if you probed someone with more power than you."

The young king might take offense to such a thing, or think it was a threat, but it had been so easy for Wrathion's father to fall to those whispers. He'd be damned before he saw this young human have some similar, dire fate befall him simply because he was too curious.
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[personal profile] feckinboomstick 2025-05-18 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Cassian glances to the side, then back at the beast, then quickly snaps his head back to the side again. Yeah, Tannusen didn't even have to use any form of magic to sneak up on him right now, the priest had been so engrossed with his one sided verbal assault on the devil overhead that someone could have wandered up in exploding clown shoes and a bright pink zoot suit and he still would have needed at least a minute to notice them.

"When did- Sod it." Didn't matter, figuring out when the stranger had gotten there was so low on the priority list it didn't even make the cut to be on it. He looked away again, trying to keep his eyes on the beast circling above them. Now he had two people to worry about, his ass and this guy.

"Not enough to faff about much longer with me aim, unless ye happen to carry about elephant shot on your person." The side eye returns, not exactly hopeful. "Don't happen to be an avid big game enthusiast, do ye?"
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[personal profile] constellationseeker 2025-05-18 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
That... makes Roui pause for a moment. Handsome? By a human (or a human-looking Tsourai)?

Oh, no no no. Please don't let this guy be as bad as Alec.

He'll just ignore the handsome comment for now. Mostly in favour of the information that's otherwise been included. A Mad Hatter, March Hare, and something called Wonderland.

Is this guy Tsourai or not? He's never heard of these things. But if there's another Mad-something, maybe the guy is from the Flat. Are there regional differences in the Flat where one might call it Wonderland?

"The Flat..." he pauses a moment, trying to parse his own words in the ocean of his own confusion. "The Flat is where the Tsourai live. Mortals live in the Stream."

He hopes that crosses the gap, at least. To make what he's talking about clear.
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[personal profile] undertheweight 2025-05-18 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"If it's any consolation, I had to do the same thing. I imagine you'll find it as tedious as I did." As the words leave his lips, Wrathion realizes that it probably isn't any such thing. Oh, well.

He waits patiently for the other male to process, fidgeting only a little. He does attempt to follow Roui's gaze--the dragon isn't certain what there is to look for, but at the moment, he feels rather capable of patience. Maybe it's the remnants of the alcohol?

When he asks his question, though, Wrathion's brows fly up, and he responds in an amused tone.

"You can try to pass your hand through me, if you like? But I assure you, I'm very real."
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[personal profile] black_black_heart 2025-05-18 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Tannusen makes a great big show of patting down the various pockets in his suit. "Hmm... I seem to be fresh out, alas."

Besides, when it comes to big game hunters and Tannusen? From what he remembers of past lives, he tends to be on the other side of the gun.

Which reminds him, "If some big game happened to come along and take that little shit to the ground for you, you wouldn't shoot them too, would you?"
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[personal profile] repudiatedbutunbowed 2025-05-18 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm mainly worried I'm going to trip over a root. I think the hedges are moving through some foul sorcery."

She watched him prowl ahead. "You move awfully confident, for a blind man."
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[personal profile] thephotosynthesis 2025-05-18 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe. [She doesn't sound unconvinced of the possibility.]

If I had known I was going to be sent to a new world after losing the old one, I would have made some requests. Maybe somewhere I can relax and read some books without anything trying to kill me for a while, you know?
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[personal profile] feckinboomstick 2025-05-18 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah he figured, not even looking over as he listened to Tannusen 'check' for cartridges. "Strike me dead from surprise." Oh, that comment could have drained a lake with how dry it was.

"And waste perfectly good silver on a hungry beast? If it wants to eat this miserable flyin' cow dollop, I'll give it the rest of me feckin' flask to wash it down an' kiss it on it's fat old head."
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[personal profile] foraride 2025-05-18 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It takes an embarrassingly long time for Kiriya to find his feet again. Mostly because he seems to have lost control of his limbs, shifting oddly underneath himself until he finds his footing and ends up staring down at his hoo--

Wait a second. Still standing in the fountain, Kiriya very carefully raises one leg to confirm that there is indeed a hoof at the end of it, and also that he is standing on fours. Quite a bit higher up than usual. He snorts unconsciously, shaking his head to feel the mane flip around. ]


...what the fuck. [ He sure is a horse. Why is he a horse. ]
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[personal profile] foraride 2025-05-18 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Deep breaths. It's-- [ He pauses in the middle of turning the kids towards him before Kiriya's eyes widen. ] Oh shit you're the space kid.

[ Things had been a little too busy for Kiriya to spend any real time with the other riders who had turned up for crisis moments, but Emu's description had been. Specific.

Once that surprise is a little more processed, Kiriya shakes his head. ]


Look, one rider to another, trust me. Your friend there isn't real. It's an illusion.
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[personal profile] umas_second 2025-05-18 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
They were still unfamiliar terms, but Harry knew 'mortals' well enough to assume Tsourai probably meant fae. He nodded a little and ate another bite before responding and pointed at himself.

"Mortal." He pointed at one of their ethereal captors, "Fae. Tsourai? Never heard o'streams or flats, but I live on th'Isle, across from Auradon. Tha's th'mainland. Hatter'n Hare live in Wonderland, but they closed tha off ages ago. No one in an no one oot. Where're ye from then pretty? I'd remember seein ye."
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[personal profile] sod_off 2025-05-18 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's how she introduced herself. Husband's name is Bill, he's a boxer among other things. Has a bull terrier for a dog. Bit of a past too." Spike rattled off without judgement. Just facts. "I agree she's a good one. We get along well. I've been helping her acclimate here." Now there was fondness in Spike's tone.

"First experience with other realms and dimensions and shit. Other times. For example, in my world it was 2001 when I was brought here."
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[personal profile] mothtattoo 2025-05-18 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
She makes a face, clearly not amused.

"That just makes me feel like we're a couple of abandoned puppies or something. Gross." She had places to be. She wanted revenge and the longer she was here meant the longer she wasn't in Seattle.

"Good to know I'm not the only one who doesn't want to get with the program." Not that they had a choice, did they?
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[personal profile] foraride 2025-05-18 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay so that's...good? Probably? Astronema's definitely seen him in worse circumstances but just once it would be nice if she didn't have to.

Too late now. He shakes his head a little, front hooves shifting restlessly. "Yeah but how many people do you sit in the middle of a lake with?"
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[personal profile] foraride 2025-05-18 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ah. Well. The currently-a-horse sure isn't in any place to comment about what shape anyone else is in. ]

You fall in the fountain too?

[ Which is at least also an admittance that he is also one of the Adopted. Usually. ]
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[personal profile] viennoiseries 2025-05-18 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Compliment or not, Lune isn't above allowing a disappointed grimace when she realizes the sounds of water have ceased. Maybe it's good, for the same reason she speculated about bypassing the woman: the path could change to bring them back to that landmark. It's frustrating, though. Lune would have liked to have something to feel like she was going by.

She crosses her arms, and focuses on steadying her breathing, before she lets herself say anything else. It's when she's ready to move on that she gives Verso a nod.]


We're not safe until we're out.

[Time on the continent suggests they won't even be safe then, but that's an issue for another time.]

I don't know about you, but I'm running a little light of strategies. I'm open to suggestions.

Or we could pick a side, and always follow it.