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Test Drive Meme #2

TDM #2 - March/April 2025
πŸ¦‹ Introduction

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πŸ¦‹ 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.


πŸ¦‹ 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.


πŸ¦‹ 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.


πŸ¦‹ 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.



πŸ¦‹ Link to Overflow Post




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[personal profile] inseine 2025-03-29 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
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[personal profile] firings 2025-03-29 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The reaction he elicits from Charles is worth every stupid insult he can hurl towards the other mutant. John doesn't think he'd be able to do this to the old, bald Charles from back home, who's so stern and spits out dumb things like "If you want to show off, don't." or something akin to that.

Rolling his eyes, he smirks a little as he keeps on trolling. ]


Nah, I'm his baby. [ Boss daddy should have his baby, right? ] We have a close relationship, friends but really close.

[ Whatever conclusion Charles receives from that is up to him, but with his playful smirk widening a bit further, he's prepared to milk this. ]
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[personal profile] desireandhope 2025-03-29 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's curious, truly, and doesn't think this opportunity will come again, so he takes a quick glance into the potion bin and after a cursory look nods and points.]

How about that one?

[Rolled a 51 for potions!]
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[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-03-29 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lucien's shoulders relax a little, and he gives her a smile]

I appreciate that. It was... a long time ago. If I dwell too much on the ending, I fear I'll forget how wonderful the beginning and middle were.

And they were wonderful. Maybe it's selfish, but I can't bring myself to regret a moment of it, even knowing... well.

[He sighs, shakes his head]

And what of you, Madam? What can you tell me of your life, this realm?
Edited (grammar) 2025-03-29 22:08 (UTC)
autumnsrunaway: a man in a copper fox mask with long red hair and pointed ears smiles. he is surronded by a decorative circular floral border (Default)

[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-03-29 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lucien gives her a keen smile.] Indeed, they do.

Some would hasten tradition's demise and others would see to preserve its longevity. I wonder, your grace, which direction you would lean if forced to make the choice?

[Its a bold question. One he doesn't even know the full implications of. /he gives them both an out, politely]

I shouldn't keep you.
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[personal profile] monomachy 2025-03-29 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's learned by now that the fae don't like being thanked, so she just nods, and picks up the pan by the handle.]

I appreciate your bargaining. I hope to see you again.

[Which she thinks is polite, and close enough to a thanks.]
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[personal profile] monomachy 2025-03-29 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Diana spoke true when she said she had no weapons on her person, but that doesn't mean she's defenseless. The other woman leaps with her blade drawn, and Diana's response is automatic, rote memory from thousands of years of training: she lifts both of her arms in front of her, bracers poised to take the sword's blow. The Amazonian armor will not shatter, or even scratch beneath the blow, and Diana herself, braced as she is, does not falter.]

Stop this!
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[personal profile] nightmarescenario 2025-03-29 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Where am I in comparison to what?" He's kind of ignoring the Avengers question at the moment - he doesn't want to talk about them. "Give me a major even to work around here."


[ooc: also - i have no idea when Loki asks that b/c i'm still 2 decades behind on comics yet XD]
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[personal profile] nuntius 2025-03-29 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't know.

[ Castiel doesn't like it either - feelings that he doesn't truly recognize, emotions that he's only barely coming to understand. Caring, yes, he knows that one - he cares for Dean, deeply, and in ways that are very different than Sam.

But this is all consuming. There's a need to be close, closer than they are, and it takes every sliver of his grace to keep from closing the gap completely. ]


I'm sorry.
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[personal profile] rosenbridges 2025-03-29 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Good. That's - good. That's really good.

[ And, well - Loki might just be surprised. The embarrassment is a given, Jane is going to be humiliated at the number of people she'd become convinced were her partners, but an opportunity to relax and sit under the stars...

It's enticing. ]


You're anything but underserving, Loki. [ A gently little nudge, even as she wiggles in closer against their side. It's...nice. ] I'm the one who feels like an imposter. I'm just a human, you know?

[ And Loki is, well. Loki. ]
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[personal profile] secunit 2025-03-29 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Murderbot is fighting that same urge by manually locking its legs in place. And the fact that it has to do that is wildly insane. Physical contact is something it always hates. This is...

β„™π•–π•£π•—π• π•£π•žπ•’π•Ÿπ•”π•– π•£π•–π•π•šπ•’π•“π•šπ•π•šπ•₯π•ͺ 𝕒π•₯ 𝟠𝟘 π•‘π•–π•£π•”π•–π•Ÿπ•₯ π•’π•Ÿπ•• π••π•£π• π•‘π•‘π•šπ•Ÿπ•˜.

This is really fucking it up, and it's right there on its face, too. It's never gotten particularly good at controlling its facial expressions when shit is going down. ]
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[personal profile] nuntius 2025-03-29 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ...Oh, dear. That seems...problematic. ]

I would ask if you're alright, but that seems like a stupid question.

[ Neither of them are, and the feeling of helplessness intensifies when someone bumps into Castiel, sending him stumbling ever closer. ]

You look...ill.
secunit: (unhappy)

MB: do NOT percieve me!! !

[personal profile] secunit 2025-03-29 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Then don't look at me.

[ Rational, Murderbot. Super calm and collected, really. And why did its legs just unlock, it did not authorize that--

Gritting its teeth as it fights the magic's control, it takes a full step forward. ]


This feels almost like being under a combat override. I don't--

[ β„™π•–π•£π•—π• π•£π•žπ•’π•Ÿπ•”π•– π•£π•–π•π•šπ•’π•“π•šπ•π•šπ•₯π•ͺ 𝕒π•₯ 𝟟𝟚 π•‘π•–π•£π•”π•–π•Ÿπ•₯. ]
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im fucking wheezing DON'T LOOK AT ME!!

[personal profile] nuntius 2025-03-29 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
I can't...help it.

[ Which is infuriating all on its own, but Castiel can't seem to do anything about it beyond take another tiny step. An arms reach away, at this point. ]

I think I understand. [ Castiel really should understand, with the number of times he's had his mind wiped by Naomi, but that isn't a thing he's aware of just yet. ] It feels as if it's out of my hands.
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[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-03-30 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Yes, this is far better than discussing any of the feelings they've just exchanged.]

I've sampled many strange dishes today. there are these strange, soft-doughed savory tarts called "peet-zahs". They've been my favorite by far! Apparently they are much smaller than normal.
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8D

[personal profile] secunit 2025-03-30 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ That is not Murderbot's hands coming up of their own volition to cup this person's face. Except it definitely is.

β„™π•–π•£π•—π• π•£π•žπ•’π•Ÿπ•”π•– π•£π•–π•π•šπ•’π•“π•šπ•π•šπ•₯π•ͺ 𝕒π•₯ 𝟞𝟟 π•‘π•–π•£π•”π•–π•Ÿπ•₯ π•’π•Ÿπ•• π••π•£π• π•‘π•‘π•šπ•Ÿπ•˜. ]


If I have an emergency shutdown, do not do anything creepy and weird to me.

[ It doesn't know what that would even be. Just don't. ]

I will know. And then I will shoot you until I feel better about it.

[ It's hard to mean it in the moment, with all this influence clouding its mind. But it still does mean it. ]
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[personal profile] nuntius 2025-03-30 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. Those are hands on Castiel's face, that's new. He'd say it was nice if they weren't both certifiably losing their minds at the same time. He even tips his face into it, eyes briefly closing, long lashes brushing his cheeks. ]

I won't. [ Castiel is a weird, creepy angel, but at least all he would do would be to throw it in a random room (who cares who it belongs to) and shove a pillow under its head - that's how Dean took care of him, so clearly that's how everyone else should be taken care of. ] That would be understandable. You still can at some point, if it makes you feel better.
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[personal profile] secunit 2025-03-30 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
It might.

[ Big words coming from someone oh-so delicately brushing the pads of its thumbs across Castiel's closed eyelids.

Thankfully, the compulsion from Murderbot's side seems satisfied by this level of intimacy. It can't seem to jerk away, but it's also not having to fight against the urge to do anything any grosser.

It doesn't touch people outside of an emergency. Especially not with its skin.

But this feels... not as horrifying as it would have guessed. Fine, almost. If the situation wasn't so fucked up. ]
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[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-03-30 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
That is not how things work in my home! It is how humans tell themselves it happens to distract from the inequity and squalor they submit themselves to. Fae are far more likely to eat a human than to kidnap one!

...And even when they do take a human, it is to settle a debt. A life for a life. More often than not though, doing so is not worth the trouble. It's easier to kill the offender than to feed, clothe, and house them. There's probably a deeper reason if they are taken.

[Like, perhaps, a curse that can only be broken if the high lord falls in love with a human who hates all fae, and that human returns his love...]

Most human disappearances are either from natural causes, or fae that illegally cross the wall to hunt and eat them. There are some humans that run away to the wall on their own volition. These are mostly eaten as well, right away if they're lucky.
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[personal profile] nuntius 2025-03-30 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Castiel would be unironically honored to know it wasn't too horrifying. This is equally weird for him, and for as much as he gets in Dean's personal space, physical contact isn't something he engages in all that often. He's never even been hugged.

Still, at least he isn't shorting out and on the verge of shutting down, so at least there's that.

(yet)

He lets a breathy exhale escape through his lips, and keeps his eyes closed. It's fine, this is fine. ]


Alright.

[ It isn't like he hasn't had buckshot put in him before, though that had hurt poor Jimmy far more than it had bothered Castiel. ]
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[personal profile] secunit 2025-03-30 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ Buckshot? Oh no honey, Murderbot has energy weapons built into both forearms, currently hidden by the sleeves of its clothes. So at least there will be no shrapnel to dig out of flesh, if it happens. Murderbot knows exactly how annoying that is, although thankfully things like that usually work their way out of its organic parts without it having to go digging. Sometimes. More than half of the time.

Whatever.

Castiel is very accepting of potential future pain to make Murderbot feel better, anyway. Murderbot stares down at him with narrowed eyes, and it's... giving it an emotion.

It hates that.

So it drops its thumbs from Castiel's closed eyelids to his cheekbones, and uses its hands to tip this 'Angel of the Lord''s face up. ]


Don't be so calm about that.
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he is so stupid, your honor

[personal profile] autumnsrunaway 2025-03-30 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
It doesn't have to make sense. This is a dream, obviously, and I am the master of my own mind. This occasion is somewhat similar to our festivities on the equinox.

[He closes his eyes]

That is not a castle, it is Tamlin's manor.

[Opens them. Frowns.]

Fine. Tamlin is playing the fiddle in the band. Obviously. Come with me.

[he turns on his heel, heading towards the music]
((OOC: wanna dance? maybe to upbeat? or just follow him to see that the fiddle player is not in fact tamlin?))