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Test Drive Meme #2

TDM #2 - March/April 2025
🦋 Introduction

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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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closecall: by <lj user=closecall> (isolation and it looks like i'm the)

[personal profile] closecall 2025-03-17 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
Even if I apologized? She didn't look so happy to see me here either.
astronema: (17788458)

[personal profile] astronema 2025-03-17 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
Astronema. That almost got her to pause. Almost. There was a hesitation... before he kept going.

She sneered, and leaned into the boomerang. The sharp tip punctured with an audible pop as the force of her weight overpowered all resistance, the sensation of tearing flesh, the spray and scent of hot blood.

"You don't know me," she snarled, "and you never will!"

The emotions were too much. Too strong, the rage and pain and grief. Grief over Ecliptor, yes of course, but also...

Also maybe just a little over exactly what she'd just said.

The implants sparked and crackled in her head, even as the improvised blade plunged deep, and Astronema let go of both her weapon and Andros' throat, lunging away with a scream--

And then she vanished in a burst of violet light.
kirammans: (pic#17741926)

[personal profile] kirammans 2025-03-17 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
[There's not one speck of recognition in her eyes. A few introductions down, she's realized names hold no weight, here. No one's said anything about the leader of house Kiramman being here, and she has no idea who anyone else is, either.]

Caitlyn.

[She doesn't smile back. She's too tired to smile.]

Are you also new?
toothaches: (nobody here but us books)

[personal profile] toothaches 2025-03-17 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Maurice has a quiet little opinion about Spike's willingness to pass on his curse. He shoves it down for now. He wants this guy to like him, or at least tolerate him. And not punch him in the head again.

"Oh..."

His head is full of questions but at the same time, frustratingly empty.

"What's there to drink in fairy land?" He was gonna need a lot to get through this.
meforsaken: (- 30.)

[personal profile] meforsaken 2025-03-17 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
[The two of them rarely if ever compare their experiences with family, despite how much they mirror each other. One taken from Odin, another taken by him. Loki's not interested in discussing it today either.]

Speaking of, we're the only members of our family here.

[Wait, that's not entirely true.]

Well, I suppose there is another Thor. And another Loki. But you understand my meaning, yes?
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un: cheerybomb

[personal profile] bubblegumheart 2025-03-17 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
It's sweet that you think that was the gift.
haemophile: (musical theatre)

[personal profile] haemophile 2025-03-17 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, she's Here. In that case, my boy—as I assume you are a young man, ignorant as you are in the ways of the fairer sex—you best apologise more effectively. To be tossed about on the treacherous waves of a woman's Emotional Storm is not a fate you want.
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[personal profile] umas_second 2025-03-17 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Harry pulled Yuki in close so he could talk without shouting, doing some fancy footwork as they continued to move over the floor, "Th'Isle? Th'Isle's home. Isle o'the Lost. Prison o'all the villains. Home."

He spun Yuki out and caught the guy again, dancing them closer to the refreshments. The song was ending and he wanted a drink. And maybe an excuse to not explain more.
sod_off: (Spike 19)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-03-17 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"What can you imagine? They probably have it." Spike says around his cigarette. "Food this time mostly seems to be sort of what you'd normally find at home. 'Cept for the size of it. Burgers, hot dogs, fruit. Juices, wines, so on."
meforsaken: (- 41.)

[personal profile] meforsaken 2025-03-17 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Only if they ever learn of this adventure," Loki gently corrects, since they very well might never know. The whole deal with the timelines, the likelihood of memories being altered, etcetera.

"I actually teamed up with America recently. Or... was it nearly a decade ago? I suppose it was recent for her, and seemingly recent for me while simultaneously several years in the past. That sort of thing, you know how it is!"
toothaches: (headscratchy)

[personal profile] toothaches 2025-03-17 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Maurice scratches his neck. "Well that's a relief..." Maybe it won't be so bad. Maybe this could become the new normal. Who wouldn't want to be whisked away from living out of his truck and biting late night Big Mart shoppers and given free food and board in fairy land.

He then remembers the fact that they might want to eat him instead.

Maurice pinches the bridge of his nose. He can feel the hangover stirring in the back of his head like a bear waking up from hibernation.

"Thanks for getting me up to speed."
closecall: by <lj user=closecall> (anymore let it go let it go)

[personal profile] closecall 2025-03-17 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
That's it, I'm coming over there and the only thing I'm bringing with me is a snack. For me.
miraclewater: (hmmm)

[personal profile] miraclewater 2025-03-17 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[It's fine. He can tolerate staring, so long as it's not a death glare.]

Good. I haven't seen you in a while.

[The familiarity with which he speaks surprises himself. He's used to having two memories swirling around in his head, but this third magic intrusion doesn't know where to fit. Even so, he feels as if he's known Tsukasa for so long.]
Edited (misread something. mixed up tags. im smart) 2025-03-17 03:35 (UTC)
vecnascampaign: ([Eddie] Sweet)

[personal profile] vecnascampaign 2025-03-17 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Well, a reduced price is practically a gift, right?
sod_off: (Spike 3)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-03-17 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh. You'll want to learn the rules real quick. One of 'em being, don't say thank you." A shrug, and Spike held his cigarette in his fingers. "You're welcome, as I'm not a bloody fae. And you'll get some leeway for not being one, but learn and learn quick."
closecall: by <lj user=closecall> (let them see be the good girl)

[personal profile] closecall 2025-03-17 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Honestly? It was my first date, and I messed it up, there isn't usually a lot of time for stuff like that where I come from. I take it you've experienced it before? What do you do when it happens? The Emotional Storm.

Any advice would sure be appreciated.
savingthrows: (065)

[personal profile] savingthrows 2025-03-17 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ That's not exactly the reaction she's used to from strangers. ]

do you kill bad people too
toothaches: (woah woah back up)

[personal profile] toothaches 2025-03-17 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
Maurice's polite southern boy eyes widen. No saying thank you? But...MANNERS! Well. He guesses fairies are contrary. Okay. No thanking anybody with wings.

He is also momentarily charmed by Spike saying "bloody" just like James Bond.

"Alright."
theomachy: (060)

😔

[personal profile] theomachy 2025-03-17 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ the thing is, by the time levi gets to erwin, that calm facade has cracked slightly. he's not currently talking to anyone, for starters, off, aside, alone, watching his own worst moments on repeat in front of him. no, the faint, personable smile has been replaced with something grim and tight, his brows knit slightly.

levi is there, and erwin failed him in the worst possible way, and he doesn't even know what to say, but—

—the cognitive dissonance of another levi just walking up to (through) the one in his focus manages to snap erwin out of it, at least partially. his throat is tight, dry, and his fingers flex at his side, showcasing an anxiety he never really ever lets be outwardly apparent.

except now.

levi's voice, too. the tone of it is wrong for what he feels like he's remembering, the expression on levi's face, his guilt, not making sense.

he takes a step forward, another, and ends up halting in front of him not even a full foot away. ]


Levi.

[ his voice is quiet. so, so quiet. it almost sounds like he's not sure he should be allowed to talk to levi, is the thing. ]
miraclewater: (look at my hand)

[personal profile] miraclewater 2025-03-17 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Such beauty is only natural for a divine being of their caliber (a JRPG protagonist).

He considers the morsel again, turning it slightly. It seems pointless to resist then, if they're stuck anyway... even so, in the back of his head, Aogami advises caution.

This person -- demon, he assumes, from Caelus' looks -- doesn't seem to have a problem.]


Hmm. Are you sure that's all it does? [He doesn't want the food to be an excuse for these fae to hold him with a collar. Some kind of... binding magic, you know.]
savingthrows: (008)

[personal profile] savingthrows 2025-03-17 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ She presses her lips together briefly, thinking. She is, yes. But she's made a friend, and now she is no longer alone. ]

I made a friend.

[ She misses home. But Laura... helps. ]

Do you have friends?
sod_off: (Spike 23)

[personal profile] sod_off 2025-03-17 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't really care about the rules, except they're likely helping keep us alive." Spike murmurs, taking a very unnecessary breath. "Don't apologize either. And here's the big one---Don't steal. They'll definitely kill you, and eat you. Again, maybe not in that order." Hazel-eyes flicked over to Maurice. Studying him again, before Spike rolled them. "What that means is, don't get caught stealing. They take it pretty soddin' personally."
savingthrows: (015)

[personal profile] savingthrows 2025-03-17 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
efficiency?

[ she does not know the word, only types it back to him, making a face at the device that he can't see, of course. ]

do you kill?
invasiveprocedure: (relaxing)

Cassandra Nova | MCU

[personal profile] invasiveprocedure 2025-03-17 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
(ooc: Will match format!)

Party

It's strange, finding herself here rather than where she'd planned to go. Though she's still cross at Paradox and has every intention of making him pay for his attempt to get one of her people to assassinate her, the novelty of this place is enough of a change to subdue her desire for revenge. For now. Seeing so many flowers blooming brightly around her and breathing in their lovely fragrance is a new experience - far from the life she's led in the Void.

She's a little more cautious about the food, waiting and watching people take it in, and observing them to see its effects. Poison can be slow acting, and she's only recently survived an assassination attempt.

Still, it does look tasty.

"Awfully thoughtful of our captors," she remarks to the nearest person. "The last time I was sent to a strange place, I didn't arrive with flowers and a buffet waiting for me."


Chance at a Dance

Watching from the sidelines, she'd debated as to whether she wanted to join in or not. She's never really learned how to dance, after all. But perhaps it's not something where any lessons are needed, so long as one enjoys oneself.

It's finally when something lively and upbeat begins playing that she glances over at the person next to her. "Fancy a dance? I can't promise that I'll be any good at it, but it looks fun."


Flower Power

Cassandra's rather pleased with the pale yellow carnation corsage secured daintily around her slim wrist, and takes a moment to admire it. She's rather doubtful that the Fae will truly be able to contain her in the long term, but there's no harm in enjoying her stay for a little while.

It's only when the vision kicks in that she's even mildly alarmed. She finds herself with her hands in some strange device, surging with power that she can practically feel even through the vision.

"How very odd," she remarks. What was that? And unfortunately for her, she's not the only one who got hit with that brief vision.


Geis

A way home and a chance to save a world.

toothaches: (did anybody hear that)

[personal profile] toothaches 2025-03-17 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
"You keep saying that," Maurice says, trying not to sound whiny, but Spike is freaking him out here! He doesn't want to be eaten alive by Tinkerbells like an unlucky man falling into the Amazon river.

"I got it, I got it! I won't steal anything." He lifts his hands again. "If they're feeding us and housing us, I can't imagine I'd want to. I'll just--keep my head down."