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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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soloacts: (pic#17060913)

[personal profile] soloacts 2025-05-19 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"They're tricksters. Liars. The want us, yes. But maybe only because they like messing with us." Gwen responds, the cynicism thick. Once Eponine takes her hand she starts to run, matching the other girl's pace. She could go faster, but then she'd be dragging her. And Eponine is pretty fast that it should be enough to evade the creature. Hopefully.

Looking back, Gwen doesn't see the bride and her spider-senses weren't screaming...

"I think she's gone." Hopefully for good, "But we should stay on our toes."
foraride: (05)

[personal profile] foraride 2025-05-19 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't I know it," he sighs. "Gonna need to learn some of it, probably." For self-preservation, if nothing else.

But now that they've largely settled on the fact that no one is attacking anyone else, he turns his head to the side to get a better look at her erstwhile companions. "How are you...doing that?"
feckinboomstick: (exhausted)

[personal profile] feckinboomstick 2025-05-19 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Grand. I don't think I've got the shot for a kelpie cavalry, so I guess I'll just cross me fingers and pray." Or start carving up some rocks if he can find some big enough to matter, see how many kelpies like Extreme Pop Rocks with their dinner.

There was an open, blatant silence, albeit short. It hung in the air as Cassian turned that comment around in his head, glancing sidelong at Tannusen for a moment with an unreadable expression.

"... How much of that beast is in the fountain?" Yes, it was utterly unrelated, but... what could he say to that, as a stranger to another? Offering unwanted amateur therapy was never a good idea, but right now seemed exceptionally poor timing for that.
undertheweight: (really now?)

[personal profile] undertheweight 2025-05-19 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
"That seems wise. And I'd rather sit on the fringes, in case the worst case scenario does happen. Though I'm certain that we shall do our best to avoid that, I hope?"

As they walk to a table that's closer to the edge of the party, Wrathion listened carefully to Kelson describe what he was going to do. It was rather unlike anything he'd heard of or experienced back on Azeroth, save for something darker powers could do--but there also tended to be a sense of wrongness about the users of such. Something he did not sense from this young king.

If he'd even suspected something like that, Wrathion would never have allowed it. He'd never known Neltharion the Earth-Warder, only Deathwing the Destroyer, maddened long ago and seeking to annihilate any who opposed him. Nothing he'd wish to become. No legacy he wished to carry. Those thoughts were ones he shoved down and away--that was not something his new ally should be forced to endure on so recent a meeting.

"Very well. Though I suppose it's a deeper sharing than anything I've already told you? And you'll be able to see what I envision in my mind?"

Really, they both had curiosity going for them. It may have killed the cat, but satisfaction brought the beast back.
astronema: (17788423)

[personal profile] astronema 2025-05-19 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
The fae don't like to 'owe' anyone anything, so they've paid something each time, so far.

[ That may or may not qualify as 'pay off', but at least it's something? ]

I gathered some plants for a few who offered a price up front, that one would have been easy to not participate in. When we were all shuffled off onto a 'mission', they decided to give us stuff afterwards.

[ She'd gotten Ecliptor's sword, her idiot brother got his glider, etc. ]

I haven't said no yet, no. I'm used to these games, I don't need to touch the lines to know where they're drawn.
pentacled: (hopkins ⛧ grin)

geis – un: clerk

[personal profile] pentacled 2025-05-19 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Why ever would it?

Besides, it seems they've brokered plenty of revealing answers, and then some.
astronema: (17788458)

[personal profile] astronema 2025-05-19 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Mind control," Astronema says casually, like it's nothing.

Then, "Don't worry, I won't do it to you."

'Voidstar' had revealed themself to be an accomplished magic user, so in the name of anonymity Astronema is... hesitant to say much of her own magical abilities. Kiriya's assumption that she's 'techy' that time in the lake had been useful, even if she's far from an expert there.

As she'd said, she mostly knows enough tech to get into trouble with it.

Magic, though? Not everyone can mind-control shit, for example.

Still...
monomachy: buckybear @ ij (breathe)

[personal profile] monomachy 2025-05-19 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
I can't really hear you. That is about the last thing Diana expected to hear from him. He sounds like he's in pain, somehow, but she doesn't think it's from all the blood on his front. The Devil's screams are piercing, and with how close it had been to him, maybe it had injured his hearing. She hears rustling from the bushes, and curses.

"We need to move!" She repeats herself, a little louder, hoping it's enough. She doesn't know what the cane means; she had seen one or two soldiers with canes during her time in London, but they weren't using them the way he is. Her attention is drawn back to the hedge, and the Unseelie beast lets out another scream, though this one is lower, more guttural. She doesn't think it's a good sign.

Diana places herself between him and the Devil again, arms raised for defense. Even if he doesn't start running in the next few seconds, at least she can buy him a little more time.
black_black_heart: look, when a character generator lets me make mah boi correctly, I'mma do it and take pictures!! (are you sure)

[personal profile] black_black_heart 2025-05-19 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Everything but the teeth and claws, at least when I put it in there," paint Tannusen curious, here! "Why?"
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[personal profile] umas_second 2025-05-19 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Got a crowd-parter myself, but I think yers is a lot gentler." Harry was smiling as he settled a hand on the hilt of his sword, making it jingle a little. He wasn't sure if the man would hear it, but it was the same gesture he'd make with someone who could see. That was what he was supposed to do, right? Treat the guy like there was nothing different? Harry wasn't entirely sure, but he didn't doubt if it was the wrong thing the man would tell him so. As long as someone told him what was expected, he was more than happy to do what worked.

"C'mon, it's this way. Tae th'right." He almost estimated out loud how far it might be, then swallowed the words. The guy said he could get himself where he wanted to go, so he'd just start walking.
undertheweight: (I think not!)

[personal profile] undertheweight 2025-05-19 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
He does find it annoying that this young man does not seem to have any information to offer, but that is not a terrible surprise. Wrathion himself is wondering just how far he wants to go to find out such information. It seems a high-stakes sort of undertaking...and yet, he's faced worse, and come out successful, if not smelling like the proverbial rose.

And being annoyed or angry is all well and good, but it should not be directed at the quiet young man before him. He takes a deep breath and schools himself into a smile. He might not feel it, but he's trying to be polite.

"You're all right. I'm angry, but not at you. You've only tried to help. You have my thanks. And yes, I think we both ought to exit this maze."

As he makes that decision, it seems the reason for him to stay here decides to simply---dissipate. Wrathion glowers at the fading illusion of Ebyssian, a low, disturbed growl escaping him for a moment before he shakes his head as if to clear it.

"So," he says to his new companion as he gets back to his feet. "My name is Wrathion. Might I ask who you are?"
feckinboomstick: (nope)

[personal profile] feckinboomstick 2025-05-19 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
There's a thoughtful sort of grumble, and he starts walking back towards the fountain.

"Not as useful as it could have been, but beggars can't be choosers." Does that sound ominous? Probably! "Gonna put the beast to work, of course." He's toying with something at his belt, an ancient looking dagger with it's grip wrapped haphazardly in half rotten leather. The dull coloration and faint rust betrayed it's material: most assuredly iron.

"I'm not walkin' through this mess without some security." Feel free to follow him, because it doesn't look like he's going to explain what his intentions are at all.
theserpentqueen: ([Eirene] Confesses)

[personal profile] theserpentqueen 2025-05-19 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[The mask is a striking feature, but who is she to judge or question all of these different aspects among the kidnapped.

It's rather wise to avoid the food. It's likely it's magically altered, but given her own abilities, she's not overly worried.]


If only. It all tastes like incense.
theserpentqueen: ([Eirene] Indulgent)

[personal profile] theserpentqueen 2025-05-19 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Yes, Eirene does catch these strange references and the implication that this woman is from another world.

But given where they are and how they got here, it's not exactly jarring. She'll just file away that this woman is not human.]


It's a wolf. I'm not certain what a varren is, but perhaps?

You look as though you are enjoying the food.
friendyousohard: (That is NOT scientifically accurate.)

[personal profile] friendyousohard 2025-05-19 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
They're called humaaaaaaaaaah!

[Before Twilight can clarify the term for Pinkie, they're off! Running at typical Pinkie speed, which is to say absurdly so, from the suddenly quite terrifying looking lady who is abruptly reaching out as if to grab them. Snatched up in Pinkie's front hooves, Twilight grips onto her friend's mane to steady herself out of sheer reflex, staring at their pursuer in shock.]

I thought it was just some woman looking for a way out or something! [So, strike that one up in the "Twilight was very, very wrong" category.]

Of all the times to be down a pair of legs!
friendyousohard: (That is NOT scientifically accurate.)

[personal profile] friendyousohard 2025-05-19 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Well I'm not familiar with any 'Fae', so I guess I don't have any preconceived notions to deal with."

It is interesting to note that apparently some of the others around here might have stories about creatures similar to these ones, though. If she approaches those tales with proper skepticism and careful study, she might be able to glean something valuable from them.

"That does leave me completely at a loss for how to deal with them or the situation, though. And I'm getting the distinct impression I'm going to want to fix that sooner rather than later."
theserpentqueen: ([Eirene] Surprised)

[personal profile] theserpentqueen 2025-05-19 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a simple connection, but it means something to meet someone else that has lost their sire. It's a deep wound to have that bond ripped away. A sire was more than a parent, they gave life to the lifeless.

She feels for him.

Oh how to explain what happened. The story is long and twisted. It could fill a book, surpassing a simple explanation.]


It was a political coup. My sire was one of the casualties, a targeted one.

It was a slaughter.
pentacled: (hopkins ⛧ 20)

geis — un: clerk

[personal profile] pentacled 2025-05-19 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ HMM... ]

This does seem a miniscule, wee bit, tiny amount, pleasant. If you have absolutely nothing else you'd wanted to accomplish.
viennoiseries: (Crystal Crush)

[personal profile] viennoiseries 2025-05-19 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, no, yeah that tracks. There is always more work to be done. As they say, the reward for work well done...]

To be honest, I can hardly imagine the dream. Everyone is the eldest eventually.
black_black_heart: (peekaboo)

[personal profile] black_black_heart 2025-05-19 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Tannusen, weirdly, brightens at that. He trails after Cassian.

"Are you a necromancer? Are you about to do a necromancy?"
repudiatedbutunbowed: (Such crude language!)

[personal profile] repudiatedbutunbowed 2025-05-19 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, my apologies! I did not mean to imply you should be helpless!"

He could probably feel the heat from her cheeks from there as they explored the maze in silence for a moment, before she tried to get back on the front foot.

"I'm Junia, by the way. I don't think I said that. Hello."
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[personal profile] astamaya 2025-05-19 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ooc: I just so happen to have beat the game so if you want to throw any spoilers in, just put a warning in the header and i am good to go!]

Gustave is met with the sight of a woman, half human and half snake, her elegant tail of deep purple coiled up beneath her, the very end curled loosely around her own wrist. Even before the Countless says a word, the tension in the room speaks to the new fracture in the Seelie and Unseelie alliance, and Zorya's mood is more severe than ever.

Still, her eyes catch the light when Gustave mentions making a deal, and when she smiles, it's more like the woman baring her teeth than grinning.

"You want a deal, so ssspeak." The woman hisses out softly, already holding out a hand for Gustave to take.
fatedfinality: ʙᴜᴛ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴀᴛ ɪᴛ. (I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ LIKE ᴛʜɪs ɢᴀᴍᴇ)

4. text. @agonyuncle

[personal profile] fatedfinality 2025-05-19 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
I'd argue that depends on how the path is carved. Ones bloody and paved on the suffering of others might seem worse off than those simply wandering lost.
feckinboomstick: (ew what)

[personal profile] feckinboomstick 2025-05-19 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, those perky little questions are getting Tannusen a weird look back, but it's not really judgemental. Surprised though...

"Doesn't trouble ye none, does it?" By the sound of it, the idea was a confusing one to Cassian. He rounded the corner, and there sat the fountain, and upon closer inspection, yes. There was indeed a dead Jersey Devil marinating in it, divested of it's claws and teeth. He removed the dagger from the strap that held it, laying the blade across his open palm. Briefly, as he moved, the back of the hand that lay beneath the blade could be clearly seen as he pulled the baggy sleeve up a little. A still bright brand was visible in that moment, the skin of the scar smooth and shiny.

"Most fae I've met tend to get their knickers in a real twist about that." With barely more than a grunt, he gripped the blade in that hand and then yanked it back with the other, slashing a shallow gash across his palm. As the blood dripped lazily into the water and atop the corpse, he continued.

"Mind ye stay well away from the splash zone, I don't know how energetic this thing might get."
Edited 2025-05-19 03:18 (UTC)
repudiatedbutunbowed: (We can aid one another's suffering)

[personal profile] repudiatedbutunbowed 2025-05-19 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
I thought about it, but then I thought "What if someone actually does need help and I abandoned them?"

[Junia bit her lip, uncertainly.]

I don't want to think of myself as that kind of person.