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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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[personal profile] memorycardio 2025-05-24 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[A handful of the orbs hit home, causing the beast to stagger briefly, but after a sideways stumble it roars even louder and angrier than before and keeps on charging.

Sophia is surprised for a moment at the blast, in part because oh, that's an unexpected power, but mostly because she's not seen anyone cast magic without a Persona or a shadow assisting before. Hardly a time for questions about it, though (and she's still trying to be silent as requested, honest), so she lifts a hand and re-summons Pithos, sending forth her own burst of aggressive light towards the devil still stomping their way. The effect is similar (effective, but not quite effective enough), but yay for teamwork?]
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[personal profile] klutziness 2025-05-24 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
i dunno about the first one, but there's all kinds of magic here
someone is bound to be able to teach you something
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[personal profile] amberdrake 2025-05-24 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
Some mage-lights would have been similarly useful as markers, but despite his mind magic, Amberdrake is no mage.

It seems the warrior he's found himself with may as well be. That's quite the trick.

"Impressive," he notes with a nod. That's two very different methods between them; they can't say they haven't done their best to mark their way.

Since Gabriel marked that corner, he's going to go ahead and go around it. Cautiously, of course, shields still low to feel for any lurking malicious presences hiding from sight.

"My name is Amberdrake," he says by way of belated introduction. "And you are?"
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[personal profile] klutziness 2025-05-24 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
Even if it sounds a little weird, Rikku can tell that she's kind of getting it, and that encourages her. "Maybe these fae do! But yeah, right now we're in a big ol' puzzle, and getting out counts as solving it."
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[personal profile] nuntius 2025-05-24 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Castiel’s grip on the salt pouch loosens further, threatening to slip from his fingers. He still feels the echo of the vision - warm light, Dean’s voice, the scent of scorched crust - but it’s duller now, like something fading in the rearview. He looks at his new companion, voice quiet. ]

You're right. They know exactly where to strike.

[ A breath. Not quite steady, but close enough. ]

Thanks. [ He's a little awkward, after being caught like that. He's only grateful it hadn't seemed like the other person saw any of it. ] That wasn't something I expected.
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[personal profile] longredribbon 2025-05-24 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Just about as much as any newcomer," Wei Wuxian begins. Normally, he's very much of the sort to dive right into a strange or unknown situation, with the aim to gather as much information as possible. It's just that, right now. . .

Well. Right now, he's still incredibly shaken up by the all of the potentials. The ones he absolutely cannot even think to entertain, lest he crumble.

"I've been told we're in an entirely different world- a different time period, even universe." He remains on the skeptical side with regards to the latter. (A universe? Can he even wrap his head around such a concept?? Back home, they believed in the heavens and Earth, even the depths of hell, but for there to be so much more out there—

"And I've learned that, those of us dragged here, are known as the 'adopted,'" a phrase he otherwise feels positive about. Wei Wuxian, himself, had been adopted into the Jiang clan, but Jiang Fengmian, many, many years back. ". . . How we're otherwise in the land of the fae."

There's quite a bit more. He really should be able to parse though all of this better. . .

"What about you?"
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[personal profile] amberdrake 2025-05-24 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Drake offers him a small, gentle smile. ]

I wish I could say that's why they chose it, but...

[ He's fully expected the awful shit he's been seeing in this maze; sees most of it every time he sleeps, after all. But that expectation hasn't made the tactics shift one little bit, for better or worse. ]

We can stick together, if you like. Better to draw each other out of the visions as they come, along the way.
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[personal profile] nuntius 2025-05-24 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ Castiel gives her a sidelong glance, unimpressed but vaguely sympathetic. ]

I don't think there's as baseline as to how much worse it can get.

[ He does not peek again, because he's in agreement. It's only a matter of time before he looks, and she looks back.]

If she follows us, we'll use whatever we've got. Shields, feathers, wings, curses - I won’t argue. But let’s try not to provoke her if we don’t have to.

[ He pauses, glancing over at her, eyes shining briefly a blue-white; just a flicker of the angel beneath the vessel, quiet and watchful. He starts backing away with her, glancing down at the salt in his hand before tugging the pouch open and carefully making a line across the path - between them and the corner, around which lies the screeching woman herself. ]

Just in case. Let's go.

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[personal profile] nuntius 2025-05-24 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ Castiel lowers his arm slowly now that she’s stopped. His expression is unreadable for a moment, watchful, weary - but not unkind. ]

Very sure.

[ His gaze flicks back toward the sound, which has shifted again, closer, or maybe just louder. He shakes his head. ]

She’s not a banshee. La Llorona - [ he exhales, slow, steady; ] - she mourns what she lost, and tries to take it back from others.

[ His eyes meet hers again. They’re tired, but calm. ]

I know grief like that doesn’t stop at legend. [ You can hear it in her wails, feel it in your bones. ] Grief like that makes spirits dangerous. I’ve seen it before.

Come on. [ He turns slightly, still listening. ] We should move before she notices us standing still.

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[personal profile] repudiatedbutunbowed 2025-05-24 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
"They're all horrible. We shall leave it at that."

Junia grimaced, then slumped in her seat. "Sometimes, I wish I had never left home. It wasn't perfect, but at least no one expected me to dig into problems there."
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[personal profile] dessendre 2025-05-24 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Good. Between the two of us, we should manage to find something worth leveraging.

What is it people find unusual about you?
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[personal profile] ordealwithit 2025-05-24 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"That's what I'm hoping. This party won't last forever," at least, it never has before, "so if you can wait it out, they shouldn't be able to keep you here. Food and drink both will do the trick."

His concern is very valid though, and Kel pauses before going on more gently, "It may be difficult, but resist as long as you can. I've been stuck here months now, with no idea yet of how we're to free ourselves. This is your best chance to avoid such a fate."
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[personal profile] jermastrat 2025-05-24 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
"As well it should be." The comment is said with no small amount of glowing pride, but it lacked any hint of aggression. He was impressive, thank you, he knows.

He was quick to move with Amberdrake, going as far as to try and move ahead of him just a touch, just as quick as he was to explain himself: "Allow me to lead the way. Should anything ambush us from the front, it would be advantageous if I were the first to greet it." In close quarters like this, with corners this sharp, anything could be lurking just behind a wall waiting to take advantage of a lost and confused explorer.

Any clever beasts here would be greeted not with an unarmed healer, but a deeply incensed warrior instead, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

"Gabriel." Just... Gabriel. Not the Will of God or Judge of Hell, though the titles did try to make it out of him. Just... Gabriel. The air that proceeded it felt empty, and he didn't much care for that. "You claim to be a healer of sorts, from what I had inferred before?"

So he'll fill it up with chatter if he had to, apparently.
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[personal profile] maellum 2025-05-24 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Machines? Of course.

[Maelle has no idea where this could possibly be going.]
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[personal profile] thephotosynthesis 2025-05-24 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Her grip on her wheelchair tightens slightly at the advice. She's perfectly aware of her limitations, but being told to give up because of them just makes her want to metaphorically dig her heels in.]

The creatures out there were pretty clear about participation being mandatory. I know I don't look it, but I can take care of myself.
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[personal profile] goldenturtle 2025-05-24 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
The transformation catches Cale off guard, enough that he barely pulls his hand back at all before the form of a man replaces that of a dragon. He freezes for a moment, trying to ignore the fear that he might get beat up. His fingers twitch.

...Ah. How awkward.

But at least he doesn't seem to be at risk of being pummeled to a pulp by this dragon. So Cale silently moves his hand to give the dragon a firm, reassuring pat on the shoulder to make himself feel less awkward about what just happened.

"Nothing is better than your natural appearance, but yes," he answers, unfazed by the guy's state of dress beyond the brief concern he might get cold. "For this situation your current form is better."

A wife and daughter.

Cale can't relate at all to having a spouse or romantic partner, but he certainly can relate to having a daughter. He can understand the concern this guy must be feeling right now.

"I can't say with complete certainty that they are safe." Which is hardly reassuring. Fortunately, Cale has something that should do well at alleviating most of the dragon's worry: "But I am confident enough to not feel worried about the safety of my own children."
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post-maze

[personal profile] eldanring 2025-05-24 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Will has seen more than a few harrowing things in his life, but that maze is definitely up there. Between the visions -- bother reassuring and heart-wrenching -- and the monsters hounding him, he's exhausted. His coat is splattered with blood and mud and who knows what else.

The smell of the feast is soooo inviting. It's the only thing keeping him from finding a place to curl up and sleep. Yet when he approaches the table, he sees nobody. It doesn't seem untouched, so he's less worried about having stumbled on some backstage area he's not supposed to be, but...

Taking the food without permission feels like a trap. His gut doesn't trust this, and his gut is usually right about this kind of stuff.]


Helloooo? Is anyone there? [He peers around, getting on his tip-toes to crane and see if there's anyone around.] I'm starving, and I would really appreciate some of your food.
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[personal profile] memorycardio 2025-05-24 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
"I see..." Sophia walks a little further, but her expression remains, well, puzzled. "Usually I am good at navigating, but this place doesn't seem to have a map at all. I can't find the path through it. That must be part of the puzzle..."

It's kind of frustrating actually...!
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[personal profile] deprime 2025-05-24 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
Twisting inside of him, down in his core where Gustave can try to ignore it, an anger festered that threatened to consume him. It lingered as simmering embers and never fully extinguished because it was a righteous rage that fanned them, just enough to keep it alive but never enough to turn it into a blaze. But it was there because they had lost enough, Gustave had lost enough, but he was just numb enough that the flames wouldn't catch like he was made of damp wood.

Gustave doesn't know how to harness that anger or the type of man it would turn him into, and he's more than a little afraid to find out though something tells him that he will sooner rather than later. He just hums nervously, nodding his head, but he doesn't move even as he's released, standing firm, intrigued and terrified and maybe a dozen other things all at once.

"It uh, yeah. It satisfies," he echoes. "I'll keep the peace." He has to, and he'll do whatever it takes to ensure it. "Who do I ask for when the time comes?" Because he didn't get her name, he's sure of it.
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[personal profile] viennoiseries 2025-05-24 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
When he raises his cane, Lune starts. Her palm turns up, an instinct to defend herself. But distantly, she recognizes the words. It's important not to listen to her anger right now. It doesn't have to be a fight, so she had better not turn it into one.

"Careful," she grumbles. Sudden movements could be regrettable.

The way things have gone in the past, Lune's also primed to think that crossing paths with Renoir here is not a coincidence. Sometimes the disaster is just too perfect.

"If it's not fighting, what are you here for?"
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[personal profile] sssinner 2025-05-24 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
I am not harmed. But why are you protecting me? Are you not an angel?

[Angels kind of like, kill demons where he's from. Seems easier to just let a beast do the job for him. Unless... he wants to do the job himself?

Wait no, he got into Heaven. Shouldn't that all be over? He's not sure anymore.]
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Cherri!!!

[personal profile] sssinner 2025-05-24 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
[The voice catches him off guard, enough that he stops his flailing and moves in her direction. He never thought he'd hear that voice again...!]

... Miss Cherri?
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[personal profile] sssinner 2025-05-24 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
It is not denial I am very capable of finding my way around!! I have never been lost once in my life!

[It's clearly a lie, but he's sticking to it.]
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[personal profile] memorycardio 2025-05-24 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Good start! Hmm, where to next.]

A computer is an electric-powered machine designed to store, process, and accumulate information. Programs within a computer allow humans to use them effectively. I am a machine that thinks.
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[personal profile] jermastrat 2025-05-24 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
[The question does prompt him to pause his search for the Devil, glancing back at Pentious. The helm might be less than reassuring, no hint of eyes or even a visor to allow sight, but it's abundantly clear that Gabriel very much sees him.]

I am. Are you not in need?

[Ugh... does he have to explain himself? UGH.]

... It is not... It is no longer my duty to judge you, if that is what you are asking after.
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