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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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kirammans: (pic#17744145)

[personal profile] kirammans 2025-03-16 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Color us both curious, then," she replies.
sod_off: (Spike 17)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-03-16 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
She was a beautiful dancer, and a good partner. This was fun, and Spike certainly was enjoying himself. A chuckle at her first words, supporting her as she swayed and they danced. Then hazel-eyes widened a bit, head tilting slightly. "I've no plans to hurt her. My own is spoken for already. What little of it I have, anyway."

A soft and short laugh, and one hand came up to brush her cheek in friendly affection. "I'll take care though. You moon sisters are pretty decent folk, in my eyes."
toothaches: (bummer)

[personal profile] toothaches 2025-03-16 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Maurice doesn't appreciate this news.

"Aaaaah, crap, I should have just gone home and went to bed! This is so stupid! I'm gonna freakin' lose it!"

He clutches his hair and for a hot second there he does look like he's going to McFreakin Lose It. However, the energy leaves him as suddenly as it arrived and his eyes darken again. Ugh. He hasn't fed all week. He'd been waiting to stake out the Black Friday four am sale at the Big Mart and pick people off like gazelles with the rest of the Murder. At least then, he knew he wouldn't lose his nerve.

Now he's HERE and he has to feed all by himself, this sucks!!! And he is NOT asking this other vampire who just kicked his shit in for help.

"I need to lie down," Maurice says in a hollow voice.
sonicstriker: @tomwaits (sad 1)

[personal profile] sonicstriker 2025-03-16 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah. There are a lot of us here, aren't there?

[ Which...isn't doing a lot to deter her from her worry that they might all be dead. ]

I'm Tifa, by the way.
brandingproblem: (I don't wanna make it any worse)

[personal profile] brandingproblem 2025-03-16 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[There it is. The magic. The poof and gone, and now he holds nothing and threatens nothing, and he's also absolutely certain if he hadn't let the benefit of the doubt happen, if he had let his hand keep going, he still would've stabbed nothing. So he's not put out exactly by the turn of events. Annoyed, though. He doesn't relax so much as simply stand ready enough for a fight if it comes to it, knife at his side.]

You come from a timeline where Odin is your dad, or are you still adopted?
sod_off: (Spike 8)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-03-16 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome to find a corner and do that. Don't think anyone'll bother you." Spike was somewhat starting to pity this guy. At least a little, in the bottom of his black little heart.

"Can you eat regular food?" Because the last thing they need is a hungry vampire. Even one as pathetic as this one... It'd help with calming the other down too, probably.
brandingproblem: (while Hawkeye seems cool)

[personal profile] brandingproblem 2025-03-16 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't look fae, which doesn't mean a whole lot. But she isn't at ease here. Means she's probably one of the unlucky assholes who got brought here to get all adopted and cherished and completely out of place.

Means the water's probably water enough for their tastes, and if anything weird happens with it, then it's not on either of them. He takes it with only brief hesitation, in looking over over, and takes it with a nod and a flicker of a smile that reads more as grimace.]


I had to grab something that was close. [And he's thrown Cap's shield before. A plate's much lighter in comparison.] Not that it did much good.
sonicstriker: (smile 8)

cw: reference of death of a friend

[personal profile] sonicstriker 2025-03-16 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Her brow furrowed. This made less and less sense the more he talked, though his mention of SOLDIER confirmed they shared something.

"Never been to a play, but my friend is in them all the time. Was." It still ached when she thought of Jessie, when she remembered what happened. "I was supposed to go see her but...it never worked out."

She knew she was stalling, trying to decide what else to ask, trying to decide if she wanted to know or not. But if there was any risk Sephiroth was here, then this place was in danger. Maybe that was why she was here. To stop him. Had they somehow gotten to the Land of the Ancients? Or...the Lifestream? Maybe that was for the better. If they were here then...he'd failed.

She put on a brighter smile. At least this guy was talking. "I take it you act? Shame I didn't get to see you. How did you know Sephiroth?"

Maybe...it was a more common name than she thought?
nightmarescenario: (0049)

Tony Stark (Superior Iron Man) | Marvel Comics

[personal profile] nightmarescenario 2025-03-16 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Flower Power

Tony know how these fancypants parties are. He hated these things before, so isn't more fond of them now. And while he's not going to bend over and play by all the rules, he is flying under the radar a little at the moment - he can't have people thinking he's so much morally darker than the other Tony or they might not trust him as readily. (Not that they should, but still.) So he has added a flower to the lapel of his suit jacket.

[click headers to expand]
Rose - CW: guns, gunshot wounds, near death

He sees the woman - Kathy Dare - emerge from the shadows of the entryway that had hidden her until he'd come through the door. He's not sure how she got in - did she still have a key? Right now, he's intending to ask her to leave, but she steps forward and says something about their prior relationship, her voice has a hard edge to it. There's a flash, then the sharpness of a small bit of lead piercing his flesh, damaging his body. Tony's back hits the wall behind him, then he slumps to the floor. If he's conscious at all by this point, it isn't for long. Blackness takes over. The next thing he remembers is waking up several days later in a hospital bed unable to feel his legs.



Orchid - CW: car accident, death of parents

He doesn't understand how he can be seeing this particular vision, because he wasn't there when it happened. He heard about it from the news. But he's there, watching, helpless, as the car his father is driving seems to lose control and crash into a solid, immovable - something - entirely crumpling the front end and killing both of his parents. He knows it was a mechanical failure - one that he later fixed to prevent any further such incidents. He knows Howard and Maria weren't his birth parents. It doesn't make the old pain hurt any less. Fucking magic.



Wildcard

[ooc: i'm game if someone wants to tag in to dance with him, hit me with a starter; same if you wanna ping him on the network.]
Edited 2025-03-16 21:34 (UTC)
toothaches: (suspicious)

[personal profile] toothaches 2025-03-16 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
The question catches him off guard and he gives Spike a funny look. "Well, yeah...I mean. Can't you?"

Maurice is about to learn there is more than one type of vampire.
bardische: (ba3)

[personal profile] bardische 2025-03-16 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I did not mean to devalue any insecurities you had [ he says with the shake of his head. ] Eat your fill. I still do not deserve the feast of a guest or victor.

[ His last hazy memory was of a prison, and his heart told him he deserved to be there still. ]
vintagecaptain: ([cap] look away)

[personal profile] vintagecaptain 2025-03-16 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Seem to be doing it right now," he says with a slight smirk. He doesn't know why this Tony is so annoyed with him but he's not going to ask questions. It might actually lead to someone getting punched.

"The lie can tell you almost as much as the truth if you pay attention. But sure, try it your way." He shrugs. Telling Tony what to do has rarely worked out in his favor.

He's learned that lesson.
myshallowemotions: (pic#17573028)

[personal profile] myshallowemotions 2025-03-16 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's...strange because the overpowering scent of flowers, the fragrance of a Spring garden were a heavy perfume, a mild irritation before, but it only grows and grows, infiltrating his senses, filling his lungs prickling, along his skin until it tingles and he feels hypersensitive and aching all over. The illusion of sun and Spring once might have been pleasant but the sensations just continue to intensify, like someone cranking up the dial, the heat of the sun too bright, too hot. It feels like his insides are boiling, breaking into a cold sweat even as he burns up from the inside out.

He wants to cry out but it's hard to breathe against the sharp agony, his mind desperately begging to give in, to submit, but it's too much at once, too sharp, too fast, his mind is reeling. Just give in, give in and get it over with. That always helped before with the segyein. Except before was purely physical, pain and torture and waiting for it to be over, disappearing inside his head where they couldn't reach him. This is a violation like he's never known.

The feeling of knuckles on his cheek, uncharacteristically flushed, makes him whimper, pitiful, and lean into the touch even as his mind fights against itself, threatening to tear itself apart between giving in to the promise of pleasure and fighting against the pain. Narciso, his King, is beautiful, like a sunflower reaching for the sun except the sun is shining for him and him alone and only those lucky enough to be chosen can share in its warmth. Who is he to disobey? He's nothing. Unworthy.]
incant: ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ (104)

𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛 𝑛

[personal profile] incant 2025-03-16 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Billy hasn't worn his boutonnière yet, feeling some trepidation about this whole affair. The last time this happened, it was when they were all kidnapped to this place, as well as when he ate something and forgot Teddy. It still hurts to think about, but he brushes that aside for the meantime when he feels someone nearby casting a spell.

Curious, Billy follows the sensation and finds this man casting it with items from his pouch, it seems. He doesn't know if he should interrupt, but something tells him, it should be fine. ]


Are you... casting a spell? [ He whispers, not wanting any of the fae to hear just in case. ]
sod_off: (Spike 19)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-03-16 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can. Not every vampire here can." Whether Maurice would pick up on what Spike just implied or not remained to be seen. Namely, that there were other vampires here. "I'm guessing you've already had some food and drink here, yeah?"
toothaches: (oh gosh)

[personal profile] toothaches 2025-03-16 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"I found a cookie, but it tasted like soap." Maurice is not a fan of floral flavors, turns out. He instantly looks guilty for saying that out loud. "Not that I don't appreciate the refreshments..."

Wait. Is he feeling guilty for possibly insulting the cooking of HIS CAPTORS? Sure looks like it. He's instantly mad at himself for it.
bardische: (ba20)

2 - lmao any music pref? they're all funny

[personal profile] bardische 2025-03-16 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Basch, too, had had his fair of dancing lessons, first as a son of nobility, and then as he rose in rank to Captain and General. He did not like social events, but he liked shirking responsibility less, and so on occasion he had to adequately represent his kingdom in ways that supported his monarch.

Here, he was staying far from the dance floor, loathe to embarrass himself, or become stuck with some chattering partner. He still felt raw and somber; there was no reason for festivity. He was trying to skirt around the edges, but a couple passed in front of him and he sidestepped into earshot.

An odd sensation welled in him, a restlessness and need to move. Before he could consider it more deeply, Seifer's propostion met his ear, gloriously framed as an order.

He nodded, gesturing for the other to lead the way. "Do you prefer to lead or follow? I am comfortable with both."
sakna: inkonic (036)

[personal profile] sakna 2025-03-16 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, yes, a time travel enforcement agency. [ his smile quirks up higher. ] More insane than rocks providing universe-ending power? More insane than a world-killing purple people-eater that can remove half of existence with a snap? Bullshit is relative, Barton.

[ he gestures to the party around them, the non-human fae dancing with elves and beings from other planets. ] An hour ago you were on Earth, and now here you are, summoned by gods that call themselves Fae, face-to-face with a literal dead man. [ a beat. ] Your timeline's Loki is dead. That's one of the first things I was shown.

[ he can understand the disbelief, though. clinging to what you know of the universe is only natural when faced with the idea that there are people out there carefully shepherding your timeline along the way they're told it should play out.

then, firmly: ]
Mobius is a Variant, just like I am. So is everyone at the TVA. They're good people, and they work very, very hard to take care of the multiverse. [ and frankly, loki and sylvie are the only people here allowed to make fun of mobius for being.. well, mobius. allmother knows he gives as good as he gets. ]
brandingproblem: (I'mma take the world with me)

orchid since I already threat-promised it

[personal profile] brandingproblem 2025-03-16 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's a funny thing, this exchange of memories. Clint's only starting to get that it might be related to the worn flowers. That his own orchid might be the cause of people seeing the Black Widow tear herself from his desperate grip after telling him to let go, that it's okay. That this man's orchid might be the cause of seeing a family turned to tatters, blood and bone and the things held behind bone.

Clint's familiar with the kind of loss it is. Wife and children, gone in an instant. But his was much neater, cleaner, calmer. Effortless. And then they had come back. Years later, but they came back.

This isn't something that one gets brought back from.

It punches him in the gut and is a fire in his head. The shock, the confusion, the horror. The deafening sound of gunfire.

It's seconds, seconds, a family's day out and then chaos, and Clint grabs hold of the man's arm just to keep himself steady and upright and on his own two feet instead of flattened to the ground.

Doesn't say anything. Can't say anything. What is there to say in the wake of something so fucking awful when the waves of it are still shaking through him, like he lost his own all over again?]
vintagecaptain: ([cap] happy)

[personal profile] vintagecaptain 2025-03-16 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Steve smiles. Always fun when his stubborn nature works out to his advantange. And it's fun to frustrate Loki. The guy sort of brings it on himself.

"Please accept my sincerest apologies," he says with that same easy smile. "But I'm not changing my plan. I do appreciate you trying to protect me though. That's surprisingly nice of you."

He doesn't really think Loki is protecting him at all. He's just putting a little salt in the wound.
sod_off: (Spike 10)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-03-16 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Spike laughs at that, somewhat mockingly. Both for the sentiment and the realization on the other's face. "Well, you're already stuck here then. Consuming the food and drinks means we stay here. Getting 'fired' is so far from what you should be worried about for now..."
interwebs: (2ZMLsJL)

40 on the items wheel!

[personal profile] interwebs 2025-03-16 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Peter, having left the hustle and bustle of the party for some air, spots Frostbloom's stand not far from where he's standing. Immediately curious, he decides to approach and investigate. Seeing the huge discount sign, he instantly realizes this is a traveling merchant.

His gaze travels to everything on display, eyes narrowing at each one, before realizing it might be rude not to say something. So he stands more upright and clears his throat. ]


Hey, uh. How much- I mean, what do you want me to trade for the items you have here?
bardische: (ba20)

Flower Power

[personal profile] bardische 2025-03-16 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Basch had never been one for magical theory, but even he recognizes it's prickle across his skin and his mind. He's never experienced anything like this, partaking in someone else's memory -- or perhaps a vision, as it fades and he realizes the man he's staring at is clearly a younger version of the one he saw. His words confirm the suspicion.

Basch shakes his head, gaze drifting somewhere far off, the ring of battle in his ears, the life going out of countless pairs of eyes forever fresh in his mind.
]

A quiet death after a long life is a blessing I would wish anyone. I hope that it is a true prediction.
killedzordon: (This is how you make an entrance)

[personal profile] killedzordon 2025-03-16 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
After all that, he could definitively say that his sister was in a really bad mood. He didn't really have time to reflect on it before she tossed her staff aside and flung herself at him. Which he distinctly remembered her doing during that fight. In between hitting and throwing him through walls. Those were the family moments.

"What did you want me to do? Lie down and let him kill me?" He was pretty sure that was the answer actually, yes. She did want him to lie down and let Ecliptor kill him. She wanted Ecliptor, not him. And that hurt more than anything.

Andros went on the defensive, his only goal right now was to hold his sister off until she either got tired, or came to her senses.
meforsaken: (- 85.)

[personal profile] meforsaken 2025-03-16 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, Magneto's also here. Or a Magneto. And a Wanda, as I mentioned."

Their point is that entire family has drama all the time. It's similar to the Odinspawn, in that way. Add on timeline and universe shenanigans and who knows.

Loki frowns, their brow furrowed.

"I wouldn't ask you to rescue me. I don't repeat tricks."