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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.



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hevenly: (jeebus christ)

[personal profile] hevenly 2025-03-16 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
The shock of having been pulled into someone else's memory temporarily leaves Angela shaken, but she's pulled back to her senses when she sees the limp body of a young woman fall to the floor in front of her. Angela can only assume the memory was hers— some tragic remnant of her past. The feelings echo in Angela's heart, drawing similarities to her own experiences, yet so very, very different.

Father.

Would Odin have ever shielded Angela from attack the way this girl's father shielded her? Would he have done so for any of his children?

No. But that is what makes Angela different from her estranged father.

She rushes to the girl's side, quickly observing that something is wrong, but unable to do anything to stop it. She can at least do what she can to mitigate the effects.

"Here," she says in a hushed voice thick with concern, and gently takes the girl in her arms, turning her so that she is facing down, and will not choke on her own saliva or vomit. She can only hope that this attack will pass in its own time. If it seems as though it won't, then Angela will have to find a healer.
terrorisms: (x0005)

[personal profile] terrorisms 2025-03-16 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
(If this were any other person, or any other timing, or too early in their timeline, it wouldn't work. Nobody else alive on planet Earth could talk him down, and the sheer surprise of seeing a flash of her blonde hair moving toward him is already enough to have his footsteps faltering. Hell, if he'd even known earlier that she were here, known in time to take that surprise away, this might not have worked — there'd have just been an extra note of these assholes ripped Karen away from her life to further incentivize him toward violence.

But once again, because circumstances align just right, Karen Page shows up to save Frank Castle from himself.

He freezes stone still for one incredulous moment, and then winds an arm around her back with a low, hoarse murmur of:
)

Karen?

( Where the hell'd she come from, was she here the whole time and he just missed her? How in the hell-- these fairies must be out of their goddamn minds, bringing the type of people here that are gonna turn right around and make their lives miserable. Karen Page is gonna be their whole ass undoing.

Te next thing he clocks that not yet as opposed to not ever, as opposed to don't do it. Don't do it yet is a compromise he can more easily concede to for at least a minute, and the knife gets discreetly tucked away into a back pocket. Better to not have it in hand when he wraps his other arm around her briefly — before gently pulling her back by the shoulders so he can look her over quickly.
)

Karen, what the hell?
bestials: (XMFC 056)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-16 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hank laughs, shaking his head at his own foolishness. ]

God, of course. Harry! How could I forget? You're Harry, and I'm Hank!

[ The "Ha-" buddies! What a pair the two of them make. ]
tillimgone: (37)

oh god this is gonna go so bad cw: past abuse

[personal profile] tillimgone 2025-03-16 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Till has been training with both Kerym and Strange to learn to resist this stupid magic, to fight back and not fall under its allure. To not be enchanted so easily this time. So, he bares his teeth and fights it like he's in agony to not give in. And it is. His mind and body want to chase the fragrant promises of peace and serenity, of blooming meadows that he's cared for...

Then he remembers that idiotic face when Ivan thinks too hard and his cute snaggletooth and big hands and loving touches.

Instead, he endures the pain of resisting because he has Ivan, he won't let this fucker have his way, even if he's got him pinned down and helpless. Not even when he was completely retrained by his guardian and brutally beaten did he give up trying to fight back, bite back.

What this fucker offers is a lie. And even if he feels the way plants are seeping in and breaking his resolve, the scent of peace, a promising touch--

He spits in Narciso's stupid face.
]

I hope you choke on a fig and die, you nasty fucking weed.
Edited 2025-03-16 17:44 (UTC)
myshallowemotions: (pic#17523550)

[personal profile] myshallowemotions 2025-03-16 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
My King?

[A smile spreads across his face, big and bright, too bright for anyone that knows him, not that anyone truly does.]

I don't know much about Kings and I don't really care. You're a ruler of captives. It's empty and meaningless. You seem bored and desperate.

[The scent of flowers intensifies and it's a bit overwhelming but nothing outright offensive; kind of makes him want to sneeze. Somewhere in his subconscious though, he's aware that he'll probably never be able to enjoy the scent of fresh flowers again. Whatever, maybe the fake camera ones he was used to weren't so bad after all.]

How does this work then? You can't get anyone to touch you without coercion or you just prefer them unwilling?
astronema: (Boots)

[personal profile] astronema 2025-03-16 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Astronema can't help but take just a little half-step back, like adding distance is a reflex with that information. But she's also a little fascinated, like talking to Cole is watching a space station crumble into the side of a planet.

Can't look away from that sort of thing. ]


Alright, so... why are you so fixated on helping?

[ So far as she knows, he's human. He looks it. And having mental powers doesn't change that; everyone from her own home planet is a telekinetic, after all. And human.

Unfortunate as that last fact is. ]
umas_second: (Default)

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-03-16 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Aye, m'best friend Hank! An wha kind o'best friend would I be lettin ye linger on the fringes? Look at tha smile on yer face now!


[Of course the song was starting to wind down, and he'd worked up a sweat. Soon it would be time for something to drink so Harry started to direct their antics towards the refreshments.]
incant: ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ (84)

[personal profile] incant 2025-03-16 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Billy doesn't question a single thing while his lips perfectly fit against Teddy's own. Nothing floods his mind right now but the love he feels for his beloved, as if the world faded away and it's only them. Having built a sanctuary like this, a testament to their affection towards each other, it doesn't surprise Billy that nothing else mattered at this exact moment.

Lingering for a few more seconds, it takes every ounce of his willpower to break the kiss, even when he doesn't pull away, his forehead pressing against his lover. Billy's hand falls away from Teddy's face in preference to looping his arms around his boyfriend's neck.

"I've missed that so much." He sighs, smile almost wistful. "I've missed you. All of you. I know I sound like a broken record right now, but... it's been hard without you, Teddy." He doesn't tell him about the well yet, about how the fae made him see a vision of Teddy happy without him. It still hurts whenever he thinks about it.
desireandhope: (Contemplative)

1!

[personal profile] desireandhope 2025-03-16 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yusuke has not seen many other people around here with a fox mask like his. They're not the same, of course, and he's not wearing it right now as he isn't using his Persona, but it is still intriguing to see someone else wearing one all the same. He looks fae but... Yusuke has now seen enough new people come that he can almost tell that this man is an Adopted like him.

And a gorgeous one at that.]


A pleasant dream? I would perhaps reserve judgement for a bit longer before declaring this place pleasant.

[He's dressed in his usual school uniform as he wanted to be recognizable at this party, but has distinctly fae-like accessories. A brooch of a beetle that flutters its golden wings in the light, a bracelet that gleams with different colors depending on his mood- it's enough to perfectly flag him as being fae-touched.

As Lucien drinks, Yusuke continues nibbling on a tiny burger.]


Seeing as you are now captive as I am, this may prove to be nothing more than a gilded nightmare.
inseine: (inkonic larissa javert (60))

[personal profile] inseine 2025-03-16 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Do they agree?

Javert isn't sure what he expected from this contemplative young woman, but it wasn't kinship. His brow smooths with earnest surprise, and he returns her shallow gesture with a bow of his own, droplets scattering with his dip. He smothers his flinch of disgust beneath a composed blandness.

It's for the best she did not try for a handshake. He is still cold and clammy to the touch.]


Call me Javert. I am sorry to hear that apparently we lot suffer from a lack of reason. But I'm aware that people often succumb to their passions over reason, especially if their time was cut short. Let them try to fight their fate until they tire, and they'll move on with it sooner or later.

[He straightens, shaking off the excess water from his sleeves and ensuring the stray droplets don't splatter Astronema's way. His gaze again drops to her locket curiously, but he tactfully puts off asking about it. For now. It struck him as a personal matter that he had no business probing about.]

I take it you've been here, amongst the faeries [oh, does he stumble over that word, previously a children's fable where he comes from] longer than tonight. [A beat. His glance scatters over the scores of people.] Is it always a grand celebration around these parts?

[He hopes not.]
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Harry Hook | Descendants Franchise

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-03-16 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
The Party

Magic tended to both explain and complicate everything. Even if no one had said it outright, Harry knew magic when he felt it. He could almost smell it, it was so thick in the air. It was oddly comforting to feel the weight of it pressing on him again, a tangible reminder of home. he also knew that with that much power concentrated on all of them, no one was going anywhere.

Most of Harry's attention went to the food. He might actually manage to get full for once, though the tiny portions were puzzling. He'd never seen such a silly thing in his life, but it all tasted a million times better than anything back home, so Harry kept stuffing his face. The cookies were a revelation. It was eating the flowers he'd seen blooming all over the place!

"Mate, ye gotta try this! It's amazin!"


Chance at a Dance

If there's one thing Harry loves besides sailing, it's dancing. Even when he didn't know the words he was humming along to the music, offering his hand to anyone and everyone who looked even a little bit reluctant to join the throng, "Here. Dance wi me."

All of the music types are up for grabs!


Flower Power

You didn't see many flowers on the Isle, and what did make it there was usually dead and crumbling. Seeing, and smelling, fresh flowers was pretty amazing. His fingers stroked the petals gingerly as he tried to decide on one to pick up from the pile.

"Which one d'ye think would suit me?"

All but rose are available.


Geis

Weel, y'could say I gave Uma the victory an The Lost Revenge. Wi'out my help, she would hev lost. Gave her my loyalty too. Does that count?
astronema: (Teleport)

[personal profile] astronema 2025-03-16 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Yes, he does look rather soggy, doesn't he? But Astronema hadn't assumed it bothered him; maybe people were just very moist where he was from. The shaking of water off his sleeve catches her attention, however, and without thinking about it she drops the locket back to her breastbone in favor of making a simple and elegant gesture with that hand in the air.

There's a flash of purple energy, and a towel appears in her gloved fingers, which she holds out in casual, silent offer. ]


Oh, no, I just woke up here tonight, same as you. Why? Do I seem more accustomed to this planet?

[ Fascinating. ]
valle: (035)

[personal profile] valle 2025-03-16 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
( His attempt at Spanish earns him a small, faintly amused smile. She appreciates the gesture, and also it sounded terrible. She loved it, wonderful, he's very bad at it.

To encourage him, or perhaps humor him, she returns with:
)

Mi llamo Laura.

( Just a hair more slowly than she'd normally say it. He seems nice, this man. She wonders- )

Erik says there was a school for mutants in his time. That it belonged to his friend.

( And Pyro said Logan was the art teacher. If this man smells like Logan, and knows Erik- )

Are you from there?
microbrobotics: (ha ha ha...)

[personal profile] microbrobotics 2025-03-16 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ For a split second he looks like he MIGHT take offense, but that teasing tone is doing a lot of work. As long as you're not actually accusing him of being spoiled or whatever. ]

It's pretty sweet, yeah. I guess I'm just used to it. I've lived with Aunt Cass pretty much my whole life.
microbrobotics: (oh my!)

[personal profile] microbrobotics 2025-03-16 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Wait seriously? For real? ... What are you fighting?
silent_sacrifice: Genesis Rhapsodos from Final Fantasy 7 Crisis Core (Default)

[personal profile] silent_sacrifice 2025-03-16 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, for once my fame does proceed me. I am indeed the esteemed Genesis Rhapsodos. And who might you be, dear admirer of mine?
astronema: (Teleport)

[personal profile] astronema 2025-03-16 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
The shaking continues for a few moments, but no longer than that before Astronema goes quite still. A beat, and then she regains her senses--

And has no idea what just happened or what is happening now. So between one second she is where Angela has her, and then the next there's only a flash of purple light where she was, and the Queen stands half a dozen feet away, swaying dangerously on her feet and staring wide-eyed through her disheveled red hair.

"Who--"
silent_sacrifice: Genesis Rhapsodos from Final Fantasy 7 Crisis Core (Default)

[personal profile] silent_sacrifice 2025-03-16 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
A voice. One that, for half a moment, rings in him like that of the Goddess had. A warm voice, welcoming and purifying all in one. For a moment he thought he might turn and see her again, her brilliant white majesty, and the look of sorrow upon her face as she explained what the price of his health would be.

A price he had gladly taken, for all that he had been aggrieved over what had led to it.

But no, it was a young woman, with soft brown hair and eyes of a shade that made his heart skip a beat. Was she familiar? No. She could not be. But she was clearly curious. His heart stuttered another beat as he considered how to answer.

"They were... They were my most precious friends. And in my fear and pain, I betrayed them both. Drove both to their bitter ends, in differing forms of madness. Such suffering I caused..."
hevenly: (Default)

[personal profile] hevenly 2025-03-16 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Though the girl's disappearance is sudden, Angela does not flinch. She, too, could move as quick as lightning if she needed to. Instead, she calmly gets to her feet, all six-foot-two of her, and looks down at the girl with an impassive expression.

"My name is Angela. You had a seizure, likely triggered by whatever fae trick has been placed upon you."
astronema: (Boots)

[personal profile] astronema 2025-03-16 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Astronema stumbles to the side a step, then finally gets her balance under control, lifting a hand to her forehead and grimacing. The damaged implants on the side of her head spark purple electricity for a moment, arcing between them, and then it passes.

When she lowers her hand again, she seems more in control of herself in general.

"A seizure?" her voice is hoarse, throat still tense in the aftershocks of it all. "I don't know that term."
silent_sacrifice: Genesis Rhapsodos from Final Fantasy 7 Crisis Core (Default)

I love hilarity. Any music pref? I also dropped a line on the opt-in

[personal profile] silent_sacrifice 2025-03-16 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, that has come up a time or two," Genesis admitted as he guided them through the music. There had been no protest, so why should he care to stop what he was doing?

The man was going to have the fun offered to him while he could get it. Especially when the music was soothing his already frustrated temper and metaphorically rumpled feathers. He knows he isn't supposed to be here, but with the music going, he doesn't mind so much.
umas_second: (pic#17633567)

[personal profile] umas_second 2025-03-16 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Harry's life was nothing like that, but he had to think of the best way to phrase everything. At least he wasn't a child anymore. It would sound so much worse describing his actual childhood if he was still so young living it.]


We live on a ship, The Lost Revenge. No nice cafes or bakeries nearby, jus Ursula's Fish'n Chips. Wouldnae call that fine dinin. What's yer favorite then? That yer auntie makes?
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[personal profile] victus 2025-03-16 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
You are not alone. [ He's behind her — not looming, just standing at a comfortable distance — while leaning on his staff a bit. He looks amused. ] This is a common theory. I've found it easier to accept what makes you most comfortable. Or, I suppose, what proves the most compelling puzzle.

[ While they hadn't known each other long, Viktor felt like he knew Jinx. Or at least, wading through Vander's emotions had inevitably left marks on him, lingering flashes of love and hope for her future. It was difficult to separate himself from that when he cared so much about her father's recovery. ]

Hello, Jinx. [ No Powder this time. That was deliberate. ]
hybrid_king: (Default)

[personal profile] hybrid_king 2025-03-16 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Hope was not something he thought of when it came to Loki but... Yeah. He'll take that. He nods in respect for the point Loki has made.

"I suppose that's a point. Just makes me wish I had an Accuser's Hammer rather than the sword. It can't compel honesty."

Though who was to say Kree tech could force it either.
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[personal profile] hybrid_king 2025-03-16 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not intentionally," the man answered immediately as he caught the other's grin. "It does keep happening though. Guess when you've got my history, you also have a target on your back. I've never appreciated it of course."

At least this time he's pretty sure no one back home got hurt in the process. Which of course, would not comfort his husband or his bodyguard.