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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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valle: (109)

[personal profile] valle 2025-03-17 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Perhaps she wouldn't be so quick to assume John to be responsible if the boy hadn't made threats to burn Bobby alive on more than one occasion since she met him. Context, most certainly, would help things — but in that brief flash of memory, she sees only fire, ice, and a silhouette.

The answer confuses her, puts a little furrow in her brow. Then again... the boy she thinks responsible for it did step in front of a dragon for her. He took the flames to protect her. Maybe he is a hero. Maybe the man made of ice is bad?

She wants to ask, to dig, to press — but the woman is visibly distraught. It tugs on all that innate empathy that makes her a useless weapon to the ones who made her, and she edges a little closer. Tempted to reach out, her fingers twitching at her side — but she doesn't, yet. She doesn't get friendly with strangers so easily, even if her instincts tell her this one is good.

"¿Estás bien?" She asks it in Spanish, but the way the magic works around here impacts understanding; whether or not Rogue speaks it, she'll comprehend the meaning: are you okay?
silent_sacrifice: Genesis Rhapsodos from Final Fantasy 7 Crisis Core (Default)

[personal profile] silent_sacrifice 2025-03-17 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course they experimented on her. At least he looks disgusted over that fact. But it does put some math together in his head.

"You're where the Turks regularly disappeared to."

Because Genesis hadn't liked their sort. So he tried to be aware when they were out in the world.
bestials: (44)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-17 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hank stammers clumsily as he tries desperately to explain himself. ]

No, it's— I mean yes— I mean, no, I haven't. But I mean... I don't know why I even asked for this in the first place. I'm not the type to— to move so fast, with anybody.

[ It took several days of knowing Raven before he tried to kiss her for the first time, or even hint that he liked her. ]
silent_sacrifice: Genesis Rhapsodos from Final Fantasy 7 Crisis Core (Default)

[personal profile] silent_sacrifice 2025-03-17 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I believe the technical term for my specialization, beyond the literary scholarship and chemistry and other things, is a spell sword. Though it sells me short. Sword work skill and grandmaster magic skills are not quite the same."

Though they blended together well.

"And patron of the arts, of course."
astronema: (Window)

[personal profile] astronema 2025-03-17 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well. ]

That seems rather unfortunate.
firings: ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ (1)

[personal profile] firings 2025-03-17 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Fishing out his lighter once again, John plays with it, his expression and tone never betraying his nonchalance. ]

When I'm from, he's like a shiny bowling ball.

[ A beat. ] You think it's all the mind messing? [ He's clearly just trolling to get some tea here. ]
vintagecaptain: ([steve] leaning)

[personal profile] vintagecaptain 2025-03-17 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Steve frowns. He's trying to be nice here but apparently that's not the right thing to do after being coerced into punching a friend by said friend's magical powers. He's starting to see why everyone hates being trapped here besides the obvious.

"I think they can take whoever they want," he says with a sigh. "Who else is here?"

He's seen Tony but hasn't noticed any other Avengers. The party is crowded. And he hasn't thought to look, honestly.
bestials: (14)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-17 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hank nods, more absently than attentively, as he continues to fit the puzzle pieces of this mystery together in his mind. It's not as clean and easy a puzzle to solve as a scientific formula, so he's a little out of his depth, but it feels better to at least try to solve the problem than to sit idly by and enjoy a party that was supposedly thrown for him. ]

Yeah, that definitely would come in handy. I can try to help, now that I'm here. I'm not sure how helpful I'll be without a lab, but I want to try.

[ Working together with Erik? Well, it's not unprecedented, when faced with a common enemy. ]
steepwithdead: (55)

[personal profile] steepwithdead 2025-03-17 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Caduceus furrows his brows at that.]

What reason would they have to involve you in something like that?
bestials: (104)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-17 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ What neither of them know is that it will open again, sooner than Hank thinks, sometime in between their two respective points on the timeline. But, without that surety, all they have to hold onto is their own respective hope. ]

So, if you're a mutant... Does that mean you're from the future?

[ He kind of wants to ask if she knows Logan. Though, he's also hoping for her sake that she's not from the same future that Logan came back from. ]
bestials: (XMFC 009)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-17 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hank is a pretty good person to lean on, being tall and relatively sturdy, despite his skinny frame. ]

Heh, I'm still not so sure how well I did, but I will admit, it was more fun than I thought it would be.
silent_sacrifice: Genesis Rhapsodos from Final Fantasy 7 Crisis Core (Default)

[personal profile] silent_sacrifice 2025-03-17 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"There is no other like him, so yes, him," Genesis says, rolling his eyes. Don't pretend, young lady, that you didn't come here just for that name. "And while I resided there, I was from a small town. It no longer exists. Lost, quite heavily, to the Lifestream."

Because of his own actions. Oops.

As for her, well, something in the accent sounded familiar, but he still could not place it.
microbrobotics: (detective work)

[personal profile] microbrobotics 2025-03-17 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Dude wanted a protégé to raise after he leveled the city. He stalked me for, like, months before I finally built the power amplifier he was looking for and then he kidnapped me.

[ He says it sort of flippantly, but there's real hurt and trauma under. Hiro's never stopped looking over his shoulder for Obake since. ]
bestials: (86)

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-17 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Internally, Hank wonders if it's more likely a result of Charles' abuse of his serum, rather than "all the mind messing." But that's a worry for him to think about later, when not standing in front of an apparent future student of theirs. ]

I doubt it. Charles has been using his mutation his whole life. [ The last few years notwithstanding. ] If his telepathy was going to contribute to hair loss, it would have happened by now.
ironypoisoned: (i'm so tired of LA)

[personal profile] ironypoisoned 2025-03-17 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thor lives a couple doors down from me." To start off the list. "Strange is around, in the other set of towers. There's Bruce, there's Wanda." A beat. "Before you ask- I haven't seen Nat around. Yet, at least." Let's just get that elephant shuffled out of the room real quick...

"There's even more people from our world who aren't Avengers." Oh yeah, right. "Most people aren't from our version of Earth. We're kinda anonymous among a chunk of people here."
hybrid_king: (A Regal Visage)

/hurls an age at canon because Billy could apparently order mimosas with kate

[personal profile] hybrid_king 2025-03-17 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
The song starts to come to an end. Soon the music will flow into another style. But for now it's enough for Teddy to bring them to a slow stop and look at Billy in this one last moment before he imagines all the questions will comes. And even if this was past Billy, he'd given his word in their marriage. No lies. If he was asked, he'd tell.

"Billy... I'm not cosplaying, and I'm not technically royalty. Not an hour ago... Not an hour ago I was celebrating my twenty-second birthday."
valle: (098)

[personal profile] valle 2025-03-18 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
( A good question — and a conclusion he found faster than Erik did. He must be smart. Maybe that's his power. She'll keep speculating until she figures it out, but at least she isn't outright asking.

She nods her head solemnly.
)

Twenty-twenty-nine.

( A long, long time away from his present, probably, if Erik was anything to go by. Unfortunately, she can't answer much more than that — they didn't teach her very much about human history, let alone mutant history. You don't teach these things to property you want to control. )
bestials: (52)

cw death mention

[personal profile] bestials 2025-03-18 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's kind of an abrupt question, but one Hank can at least easily answer. ]

I do. Not all of them are here... [ Not all of them are alive anymore, if Raven's findings from raiding Trask's office are to be believed. But Hank isn't about to burden a child with his own grief. ]

But... It's good to have a friend around, isn't it?
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[personal profile] hybrid_king 2025-03-18 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Comes with the territory. Which isn't mine. I'm not a very good Skrull I guess," Teddy returned with a shrug.

Still, he's busy following that line of mess and soon is rubbing his temples again. How is Loki's life so damn complicated?

"I'd say only you could get into these messes, but there was that whole thing with Billy being possessed by some eldritch sorcerer from another cosmos or whatever that was."
javora: (leaves)

[personal profile] javora 2025-03-18 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I like you, so I'll give you some advice..."

Javora smiles, but it's edging on too much, too curled, her eyes too undilated like a predator ready to strike. And then she does. She's in Cait's personal space, her eyes wide and teeth long and sharp, she's grabbing the woman's face none too kindly with clawed hands. Now she is taller and bonier and the sweet smell of decaying leaves is choking.

"Be careful where you tread, there are many traps set for adopted who step too heavily where they do not belong," with that, she lets go and finishes her transformation into a massive looming wolf. Still smiling, still hunting. "Have a goodnight, little hawk."

And with a rustle of leaves, she's gone as if she was never there.
foraride: (03)

Flower Power

[personal profile] foraride 2025-03-18 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
Well that was a lot. It takes Kiriya a moment to blink away memory he just walked into, and from the looks of things the other guy isn't doing much better. One glance is all he needs to clock that this is someone who needs space to deal with it but unfortunately it seems like space is kind of an issue at the moment.

Which is why Kiriya fluidly spins around instead as if that was the plan all along, back to the guy to give him what privacy he can. Though if he's completely honest, the wall-shield thing Kiriya finds himself facing is more interesting, no offense to the trauma-processing behind him. He pokes absently at it, sunglasses finally coming off to give himself a better look as if that will help him figure out what exactly it is.

Still, Kiriya is Kiriya and it's only a matter of time before curiosity outweighs mental health considerations. "Hey, how strong is this thing?"
vintagecaptain: ([steve] disappointed)

[personal profile] vintagecaptain 2025-03-18 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, that's a lot of them. He's a little disappointed Nat's not here. He kind of hoped that with Tony being alive here Natasha would be too. Well, she deserves to rest easy. Maybe it's better that she's not.

"How come Strange can't get us out?" Steve's seen him portal whole armies around. The guy wielded the time stone for years. If there was anyone who could get them out of it, he would assume it'd be the guy calling himself Sorcerer Supreme.

Maybe that's why the stones are missing. The stones could get them out.
bitchmittens: (for me)

im back at it again w the white vans

[personal profile] bitchmittens 2025-03-18 12:03 am (UTC)(link)

[Vi feels her heart plummet downward, out of her body and into the dirt. It hurts, physically, as bad as any actual injury she's ever sustained, and her fingers curl in, then her arm, and she cradles it to her chest like it's been burned. She doesn't step away, though.]

What... what are you talking about? I don't think I could leave if I tried, but I wouldn't, not without you!

[The hair... Vi saw it so briefly, and with that pointy hood in the way, but it has to be what Jinx had during... during that fight. Vi leans forward, wanting to take another step, but doesn't.]

Please. Please don't leave me. [Her voice cracks, and goddamnit she feels the tears forming.] I... I know I don't deserve to ask for that, not really, but. Please. Jinx.

[This time there is no hesitation with the new name, just Vi starting to shake as she remembers being locked back in that cell, being left being alone, in a cage, again, and then she's seeing Jinx falling, the explosion.]

[Her eyes are glazed over and tears streak hot down her face.] Don't.

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[personal profile] hybrid_king 2025-03-18 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
Oh god, he was in full on hobbit clothes. Teddy smirks and doesn't tease his brother-in-law about it. Because he's nice like that.

"I don't need them to let me fly off to not understand and freely appreciate the value of being able to get my feet off the ground. Useful for when fighting things like Symbiotes taking over planetary beach resorts."

Crumbs. Enjoy them Tommy. He knows you're more than bright enough to put it all together. So just ask.
savingthrows: (006)

[personal profile] savingthrows 2025-03-18 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ Her gaze tries to skitter past the woman, but Natasha holds her attention for now. Eleven stays calm. Glances up, contemplative.

Eleven, are you listening?

She scrunches up her nose. The comparison comes easily. Papa guiding her, instructing her.

Her small hands wrap around Natasha's wrists - if Natasha doesn't resist, Eleven will turn her arms a bit, trying to look at the insides of her wrists, expecting to see a number tattoo'd there. ]


You were. Stolen.

[ It sounds unsure, but it's not a question. Eleven is trying to make sense of the explanations in her own way. ]

Me too.
Edited (oops, formatting) 2025-03-18 00:14 (UTC)