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pixieledmemes2025-01-15 09:46 am
Test Drive Meme #1
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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 seems to be a holiday party of some sort, if the large, candle-decorated pine tree in the middle of the tables is any indication. While the party appears to be outside, the temperature is mild and pleasant within the gates and hedges sectioning the party off from the rest of the garden. Stars twinkle overhead, a full moon hanging in the sky, as fluffy flakes of oddly not-cold snow drift to the ground. Some of the hosts dance in a circle around the pine tree, moving their hands around in odd patterns as their feet move; it seems to make the tree glow. The mood seems to be festive, with everyone smiling brightly. Their chipper voices sometimes crescendo louder than the soft chamber music that's being performed in the corner; their laughter rings out like little bells now and then as people get settled.
There are candles and sprigs of pine on every table accenting the festive spread of food and drinks. There are cookies, olives and cheese and crackers, various sliced meats, cranberries and oranges, chocolate coins, fried potatoes of every shape and style, warmed cider and mulled wine, and every other type of food you might be craving.
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.
In front of you sits a spinning top with symbols you don't recognize on each of its four sides. Next to it is a pile of chocolate coins. Someone nearby helpfully explains that you'll need a second player to bet against, but they at least are willing to take a second to explain the rules.
Each round, each player puts a coin into the pot. Then they take turns spinning the top, taking an action depending on the symbol that is landed on. The wind chime means you do nothing. The coin means you take everything in the pot. The sword means you take half of everything in the pot (half plus one if there is an odd number). The hand means you put a piece of your winnings back in the pot. When one person owns every chocolate coin and the other person is left with nothing, they have won the game.
Perhaps you should try and flag someone down to play a game to figure out what's going on around here. After all, half of the party guests look about as confused as you do, and it might be a nice idea to start getting to know the other people here.
Tucked away in a corner sits the dessert table. Each cake, cookie, and pastry has signs next to them:
Warning: Do Not Eat
But everything else you've had tonight doesn't seem to have an effect, so what's the harm in a little sweet treat? You dig in, and then, without your knowledge, something changes about you. What those changes are, exactly, is dependent on the desserts you've eaten. Luckily the effect is only temporary; some only last a matter of minutes, some last hours, but either way as soon as you leave the party, you'll be cured.
Types of Desserts
- Cakes: You will believe you've lived in the Fae Realm your whole life and belong there
- Cookies: You will shrink down to about two inches tall
- Pies: You will forget someone important to you
- Candies: You will no longer be able to tell any lies
- Custards: You will grow a tail, antennae, wings, or any combination thereof
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.
Tell us all of a time you received a gift. It could be one you enjoyed or one you did not. Perhaps a particularly amusing story will be rewarded.
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While I'm not opposed to knowing our new guests more, it is always delightful bothering you. So, no. I have nothing else. [ Another wink. ]
[ Then his gaze travels as he takes another sip of his wine. ] They are quite the marvel, are they not? It almost makes me wonder why we did not think of inviting them sooner.
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Perhaps it is because you all have a terrible habit of ignoring me when I speak. [ No, it's mostly just the jokes they ignore.
He hums, considering something. ] Two humans walk into a bar. The third one is smart enough to duck. [ Haha! Jokes! ]
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Perhaps it is with good reason that we do. [ Pointing out that joke. ]
In any case, my compliment earlier is genuine, as I'm interested in everything we might find use for them. [ He leans in a bit, invading that Personal Space, with a smirk. ] You are truly an inspired thinker, my prince.
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Just as I'm sure we will find a use for these creatures by the time it is your turn in this seat, Your Majesty. [ The title he says through gritted teeth. ]
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I do have ideas for them, yes. [ That sly smirk is Very Telling. Then, he dramatically sighs. ]
Although, thinking about my turn in the seat makes me yearn for the forest in its full glory. I simply can not wait to preside such gatherings again.
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Your flirtatious little flowers will pop up soon enough, my king. [ Annoying colorful little things. ] Allow me my time for the world to be quiet and serene.
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Do not be jealous, my prince. You are my favorite. [ He murmurs, cranking up his charm to 11. Perhaps he has said this to others, perhaps not, who's to say.
Then, in a swift motion, he plants a soft kiss on Hagalaz's cold cheek (ew) before sitting back again with a satisfied, if not playful, smile. ] It will be my time soon enough, that is true. This only means that for the remainder of your time, I can keep you company in the throne room. Perhaps have some fun. We do have some fun, don't we? [ A very suggestive wink follows. ]
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Perhaps I'll indulge you. [ The prince waves a hand, freezing Narciso in place. ] Later. [ He smirks at his immobilized king. ] For now, you are scaring off our guests.
[ He unfreezes Narciso a moment later, though. It's more threat than outright attack. ]
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None the wiser, Narciso just blinks when he's unfrozen and since the last thing Hagalaz says is he'll indulge him, the prince will only get a playful smirk in response. ]
Good. I look forward to it. [ And then, he realizes Hagalaz actually froze him for a bit. ]
A punishment might be in order for your little trick. [ It's not a serious punishment, if that smirk widening is anything to go by. ]
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[ He flicks his wrist. Go on, Narciso. Let him get back to his joke collecting. ]