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Test Drive Meme #2

TDM #2 - March/April 2025
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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 a garden party at the crack of dawn, with the sun still in its early stages of climbing through the yonder, casting a good mix of pastel hues of blue, pink, and beige on everything. Heralding the first day of spring, the Ruler of the Spring Court has found it fitting to arrange this gathering where guests can feel the blades of grass touching their ankles, as well as the rich soil beneath their feet. Flowers of all kinds surround the party as if they were carefully curated. With spring as the "dawn of seasons," which marks a transition from winter's latency to the resurgence of life everywhere, the Ruler of the Dawn Court has also seen it fit to host aspects of this party during the one time of the year that dawn occurs the whole day. Tall candles and torches grace the outskirts of the garden party, providing warmth and an orange glow everywhere. Not one flame goes out even with the occasional wind, the Duchess always makes sure of this.

There are also freshly picked blossoms and branches with leaves on every table accenting the festive spread of food and drinks. This time, a lot of the food prepared for the Adopted guests are familiar to them with a little bit of a twist. Burgers might come in small packages and in toothpicks, while hotdogs in buns are also diminutive. Cookies look delectable but they have a flowery flavor to them, as if eating freshly picked daisies or daffodils. Fruits that may have been present in an Adopted's home, such as pineapples and watermelons, have seeds in odd places. Picking this selection of food is an attempt to be more welcoming and to appease the lovely guests the fae have invited.

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.


🦋 Chance at a Dance

A party is not complete without dancing, of course, and while during the last gathering held for the Adopted, different fae danced to music exclusively for them around a glowing tree, this time they are insisting their guests to join in.

This is a party for you, after all.

If the prodding of the different fae hosts won't convince you, perhaps the music will. They play easily recognizable tunes that their wonderful guests must have heard before. These melodies have certain unique effects to their mortal attendees, which are as follows:

  • Upbeat Music: You will believe that you and your dance partner have been friends forever and have known each other a long time.
  • Romantic Music: You will become amorous and flirtatious towards your dance partner.
  • Slow Music: You will develop some tension with your dance partner. It may be negative or sexual; completely up to you.
  • Quiet Music: You will assume your dance partner is a threat and try to fight them.


🦋 Flower Power

At the Spring King's behest, every Adopted should wear a flower corsage or boutonnière to the gathering. After all, this is to celebrate the coming of spring and what better way to do that than to honor everything in bloom.

The thing is, though, the King of Spring, while amorous and friendly, also has a penchant for playing with mortals' memories, if not also affect their desires and despairs.

So, mischievous as he is, he made sure to enchant the different flowers present in every corsage and boutonnière for the party with the effects below:

  • Rose: You will recall a horrific trauma
  • Carnation: You will see a vision of your future, whether it's good or bad
  • Orchid: You will remember a time you lost someone
  • Chrysanthemum: You will believe someone among the Adopted is your soulmate
  • Dahlia: You will believe you betrayed someone important to you, whether you actually did or not

It is perhaps a good thing that no one but the Adopted are allowed to see these visions and memories, but everyone who wears a corsage or boutonnière will be able to see each other's memories and visions when in close enough physical proximity to the vision-haver, for better or for worse.


🦋 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.

Tell us all of a time you gave someone a gift. Perhaps a bouquet of flowers or a box of chocolates. Was it appreciated or not? A reward might await the most meaningful gift given.



🦋 Link to Overflow Post




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hevenly: (meditate)

[personal profile] hevenly 2025-03-18 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
I am now.

[ She may argue that, even when confined within the Badoon prison, she remained free in her heart. But that feels like a deeper level of conversation than the present one calls for. ]
vintagecaptain: ([cap] hand on hip)

[personal profile] vintagecaptain 2025-03-18 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
That would make it hard for Dr. Strange to get them out of here. Not having his portal thing. He bites his lower lip, trying not to smile as Tony flails his arm around. Portal thing would have been a fine explanation but nope, got to talk with his hands.

Thanos powerful is pretty damn powerful. He is not in the mood to fight another Thanos. He was ready to die on that battlefield. It'll take him a bit to get back to that mindset.

"Like kidnapping a bunch of us for some reason," he says after a moment.
hevenly: (severe)

[personal profile] hevenly 2025-03-18 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Interesting that you feel that way.
I am not so inclined to relinquish my self-determination to any authority.
hevenly: (draw blade)

[personal profile] hevenly 2025-03-18 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Indeed, it is heartening to know that not all will concede to the fae's whims without resistance.

[ Half of the crowd has already been trapped here for some time. Angela can see how they may be feeling defeated by this point. But those like her, who are newly captured? She is in disbelief at how more are not putting up a fight.

She follows his gaze down to her ichor, and she draws the hilt, holding it out for him to see— but not to take. ]


This is my ichor. It is forged of liquid metal, which can take the shape of any blade. Or— [ With a thought, she transforms the golden metal into a long whip, which she cracks demonstratively. ]
hevenly: (11b)

[personal profile] hevenly 2025-03-18 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Angela eyes him curiously.

"This must be the effect of yet another discrepancy in time. When last we met, you and Billy were living in an apartment in New York. Is this not still so?"
astronema: (17788459)

[personal profile] astronema 2025-03-18 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Astronema had been perfectly ready to ask ever-so sweetly if he still wished to know what sort of forces had been strong enough to leash her. It was right there, right in the script. Jab for jab for jab until someone draws enough blood that the other party walks -- or teleports -- away.

But then he apologizes, and she's left blinking, dumbfounded. ]


It's... fine.

[ People aren't that careful with Astronema, unless they're afraid. Is that what this is? It matches the way he looks, certainly, in the wake of her spell. Even the fiddling with the towel. She takes a breath, regaining composure with that familiar footing. ]

So, you're not naturally soggy.
hevenly: (06h)

[personal profile] hevenly 2025-03-18 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A soft, placid smile spreads across Angela's features. Such smiles rarely grace her visage, but the charm effects are drawing it forth. ]

Normally, I do not care to associate myself with my Asgardian royal lineage. But... from the lips of my gracious king... [ She reaches for the wine glass and takes a long, luxuriant sip. ]
umas_second: (Default)

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-03-18 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Harry smile grew an amused hint, "Sooooooo, yer a royal then, are ye? No th'heir?" If there was one thing someone from the Isle knew, it was all about how the royalty lived. Not that anyone on the Isle respected them, but they did know how it all worked. Terms like majority and court intrigue were rarely thrown around by someone who wasn't a heir to something.
umas_second: (pic#17633557)

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-03-18 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Honestly, he was more likely to dissolve into maniacal laughter. Harry prided himself on being chaotic. But singing and dancing did happen a lot back home. It was a really great way to give the situation the proper mood!]


No likely love. Nothin here tae sing aboot, unless ye mean the food. It's pretty song-worthy.
haemophile: (Default)

[personal profile] haemophile 2025-03-18 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Then we have an accord. (Which means we agree.)
firings: ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ (26)

[personal profile] firings 2025-03-18 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ With mild interest, John watches Frostbloom dig into their box. He also briefly glances to the assorted wares on the table before looking up again to see the white cord they've pulled.

For a second, he squints, then blinks, not sure what to make of this item. But after remembering how so many of the Adopted would kill for something like this, his eyes visibly light up, however subtly. ]


That some smartphone charger? [ He doesn't let Frostbloom answer. ] I'll take it. What do you want?
closecall: by <lj user=closecall> (don't feel don't let them know)

[personal profile] closecall 2025-03-18 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you for the flower. Flowers, I mean.

[ He wants to catch his hand and tell him that, while he's very flattered, something like this isn't appealing to him. But he can't. The thought is there, and he tries to give it a voice, but the words die before ever leaving his lips. Still, his eyes are wide and questioning as he finds himself leaning into the caress of both his fingers and lips.

Trying to tilt his face so he can try to follow him with his eyes, Zhane swallows to clear a nonexistent lump in his throat. His mouth feels dry and his skin, where kissed, tingles. This is one of the ones who brought him here and he has a lot of questions, but his mind draws a blank. Instead, his shoulders sag a fraction as he feels all of the tension start to seep away. ]


You're.. my King. If that's what you want, how can I refuse? [ He exhales through his nose quietly and gives him a half smile. Even without the charm, he would probably try to appease him in some way. Definitely not kiss him but maybe try to make something for him to repay the debt instead. ]
bestials: (98)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-18 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
They really didn't think that one through, grammatically.

[ Hank has named a few inventions in his time, and he definitely could have come up with something better than just "Leaf." ]

Either way, you seem to have made quick work of it. I wonder, would you be willing to teach me a thing or two? Magic or not, this technology is leagues beyond anything we've got back home.
bestials: (34)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-18 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hank downs his first glass of punch in one gulp, needing refreshment after that energetic go on the dance floor. But when Harry offers a second ladleful, Hank waves a dismissive hand in his direction. ]

I'd better not. [ He leans in and adds with a conspiratorial smirk, ] Then you'd really see me cut loose.

[ And he's not quite ready to unleash the Beast on everyone just yet. ]
interwebs: (49)

[personal profile] interwebs 2025-03-18 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Patiently waiting for Frostbloom to dig up something good that can help him, Peter tilts his head in curiosity, as if trying to parse out what's inside the huge box.

When Frostbloom returns with the item and opens it, he immediately clocks what it is. And he's not that impressed. ]


Really? A chess board?
a_keyhole: (Eyebrow)

[personal profile] a_keyhole 2025-03-18 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Undoubtably causing just a little trouble in each of those places," he teases warmly. Loki's trickster ways are one of the reasons Stephen finds them so entertaining. One can never know what to expect with Loki.

He raises an eyebrow. "I didn't know you were trying so hard to charm him."

There's a little... protectiveness Stephen feels towards Tony because he's his student but surely Loki won't take advantage of him. If anything as Tony's charming powers grow stronger perhaps it is Loki that should be on the wary side.
meforsaken: (- 91.)

[personal profile] meforsaken 2025-03-18 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[They consider, quite serious about it.]

Hmmm, I suppose you only need to step in once it seems murderous has nearly turned to murderess!

[Joking. Maybe. Honestly, they're not sure if people can die in the traditional sense so? Regardless, Loki begins to head back, giving Angela one last wave.]

Do text me if you need anything!
bestials: (39)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-18 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hank barely has a chance to be bewildered by the sudden disappearance and reappearance of the fae waiter, when his attention is grabbed by something so, so very much more important. The immediate sense of danger as blades emerge from Laura's fists has Hank's eyes widening, and his arm pulling away from Laura. In a split second, his brain enters fight or flight mode, trying to assess what the threat is.

The sight is familiar, after Paris, but Logan's claws were made of bone, organic and animal. These claws are... surgical. Precise. Constructed with purpose and intent. (The intent to kill.)

He doesn't stop Laura from reaching for a brownie. She can help herself to the whole tray of brownies, for all Hank cares at this point. His mind is busy running calculations, trying to make sense of what he's just seen. Unfortunately, that does leave him staring slack-jawed at the young mutant. ]
inseine: (inkonic larissa javert 2 (33))

oh my god, he's so nice that javert might have a fit of apoplexy. don't make this weird, Javert.

[personal profile] inseine 2025-03-18 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Javert turns a wary look on his approacher, eyes dropping first to the towel, then trailing upwards, intent and scrutinizing, to meet Zhane's open and downright friendly face. What a pair they make, a washed-up old dog beside a golden well-built fellow, a spring to his step, the vigor of youth in his bones. Decades of judging stares, discrimination, and hardship have trained him to respect, but not to trust well-polished men like Zhane. He does not return the smile with one of his own.

Cautiously, he accepts the towel, pressing his hand into its springy surface. He feels out the fibers for a moment, appreciating the plushness of the weave, and sharply grasps it to pull it close.

Almost like he is suspicious that Zhane might change his mind when he got a good eyeful of him. Javert did not look much like the respectable, upright police officer he was in life; oh no. He more closely resembled a miserable, starving wolf, left out in a downpour.]


The clothes won't be necessary, [he says guardedly.] And for this--

[He raises the towel with one hand and grimaces, dipping a hand in his sopping wet pockets and digging around for his coin purse. The fabric squelches inelegantly.]

I will pay. How much do you want for it?
bestials: (107)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-18 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hank shakes his head, too caught up in his own confusion and embarrassment to even notice at first how hurt John looks. ]

Neither do I.

[ Finally, he looks up, and sees John's face and the defeated way he pulls his hand back. ]

I'm sorry. I... You really do seem like a nice guy? And I would like to get to know you, it's just. This is all very fast, you know?
umas_second: (pic#17633567)

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-03-18 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Were ye away then? From home?"

Harry hadn't had much chance to be away from home, but he was beginning to regret ever leaving the Isle. At least there he knew how things worked. He'd had a life he enjoyed and friends to share it with. Now he had . . .

"Wha's ye name mate? M'Harry."
steepwithdead: (116)

[personal profile] steepwithdead 2025-03-18 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[If someone's going to scold him for cussing, it sure isn't Cad. He travels with a group who think fuck is a normal adjective. (Though he doesn't swear himself...)

He tries to laugh and confirm, but all that comes out is a high pitched peep peep peep kestrel sound, followed by a comically deep-voiced,]


Yeah.

[WOW HE GOT ONE WORD OUT. Practice really does help. ...Better keep working on that, though.]
a_keyhole: (Default)

[personal profile] a_keyhole 2025-03-18 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, he did. Though Stephen is a harsh judge anyway so he never stood a very good chance of making a good one.

"Whatever deal you're offered from our hosts, you're most likely going to lose out in the end. There is always a cost and you may not be fully aware of it at the time." It's the best advice to give and easiest.

Treat every deal with suspicion and care. The fae are experts at having things work out in their favor.
bestials: (41)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-18 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Sorry, what?

[ Would you believe, Jen, that Ren Faires were not really a thing in 1970s upstate New York? Not that Hank gets much time away from the mansion these days, anyway. At least, when he's not trying to save the future of mutant- and humankind. ]

Um. To answer your first question— No, this is definitely my first time doing... Whatever this is.

[ He offers out— and up (he doesn't get to do that often)— a hand for her to shake. ]

I'm Hank. Hank McCoy.
bestials: (XMFC 013)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-18 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That's... a question Hank wasn't expecting. But at least it's one he feels fairly qualified to answer. ]

It's definitely a dance. I don't think there's a school involved, though.

[ He glances down at the girl with a curious furrow of his brow, trying to make sense of her. ]

Why, have you been to many school dances?