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pixieledmemes2025-03-15 08:32 am
Test Drive Meme #2
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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.
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.
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.
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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He looks down at Hank's clothes and nods, gesturing for the other mutant to follow. ]
There will be basic clothes in your assigned room. You can get more later, but that should do for now. [ It's all going to look very much like what Erik's wearing now, mostly medieval attire, but even then there will be plenty of options for him to pick from. ] Which is your Court?
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Oh, I think it's [ insert Court here since we don't know yet ]. This place really operates on a royalty system then, huh? Those royal fae are more than just figureheads?
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It would seem so. The court rulers as well, though we're yet to really understand the full extent of their reach, or what might tie each of us to them.
[ But there must be something there, he imagines.
He keeps talking as he takes the quickest route to where Hank's quarters should be, each of the bedroom doors identified with a plaque with the names of the Adopted. It shouldn't take long for them to find Hank's among them. ]
We also don't know if there are other settlements, other kingdoms ruled by different species. There seems to be some sort of magical barrier stopping us from both seeing and going beyond a certain border surrounding their territory. [ He stops by one of the doors, gesturing to the plaque. ] Here you are.
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Wow, they... really planned this, down to every detail, didn't they?
[ Not even his room in the manor has a nameplate on it. Granted, with just him and Charles there, there wouldn't be much point in putting names on the doors. ]
Great. [ He reaches for the door knob, taking a deep breath before he opens it, not quite sure what to expect inside. It... seems to be more of the same, really. More medieval aesthetic. It's quite a change from the fashion and decor that Hank is used to, but he figures adapting won't be too hard. ]
I'll be out in a minute. I just want to change.
[ That, and think over everything Erik has just said. He pops inside and shuts the door behind him, quickly disrobing from his pajamas and changing into a plain tunic and a pair of nondescript brown linen trousers. All the while, he's mulling over all this new information. But soon enough, he rejoins Erik in the hall. ]
Alright, so... If there's a barrier, has anyone mapped it? In fact, are there any maps of this place at all?
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He nods as Hank steps into the room, expecting that he'll be waiting a while. This is all a lot of information to absorb, he wouldn't blame Hank in the slightest a moment by himself, if nothing else then to ensure that he's not somehow going mad. He doesn't take too long, though, and seems ready to tackle the situation with the say he quickly jumps to asking practical question. ]
There are some in the library, but they are largely incomplete, and no real information on what lies beyond the limits of the land of the Fae. I have personally started working on a map, though mostly for myself. It helps being able to see the land from above.
[ Not that he's the only person here who can fly, but he's tried to put it to good use. ]
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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. ]
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And as for working with Hank, it seems far more plausible to Erik than it might to him. But then he is from twenty years ahead. A lot has happened in that time. ]
A scientific mind will be an asset nonetheless. There is some form of technology here, to be fair, it's just largely powered by magic. [ He can imagine how Hank feels about that. ]
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[ He's honestly pretty impressed by it, and excited to try it out further once he's not press-ganged into attending an insane party. He turns the Leaf over in his hands, marveling at its design. ]
It's a neat device. If we had had this kind of versatile communication capabilities back home, it would have made so many things much, much easier.
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[ Not everything is as purely fantasy as they may expect. Hank talking about having this means of communication back home has him smiling a little, and he's reminded again that Hank is from two decades before him. ]
Well, you'll have mobile phones in the future. I gather they become even more advanced after my time, and more widespread as well. I have no doubt the X-Men will be in the vanguard of that development. [ Especially with a mind like Hank's. ]
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[ There it is again, the subject of the future. Hank stows the Leaf back in the pocket it came from as he frowns, thinking. ]
At some point, I'd like to ask you about it. The future, I mean, not mobile phones— although that is pretty interesting to hear, technological advancements like that...
[ Come on, Hank, don't get sidetracked. He shakes his head, getting himself re-focused to what he was trying to say. ]
I mean... I know it's probably not for the best to ask about some things, but... [ But now he has to exist with the knowledge that Raven's going to die, and even if the Lawspeaker said that hundreds of years have passed back home, Hank already knows that time travel isn't impossible, so why wouldn't he want to find a way to prevent Raven's death somehow? ]
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You can ask. It doesn't necessarily mean I'll answer all of it. [ He certainly wouldn't have told Hank about Raven, but that's a moot point now. Everything else... he will have to hear those questions to decide just how much Hank really should know. ]
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Well, first of all... Trask. Did we—? [ Geez, how does he even phrase this question? ] Did we do it? Did we save the future, and stop the Sentinel program?
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That's a far safer question, though, so he answers promptly. ] The mission was successful. The program was shut down, and later it was discovered Trask had sold military secrets. The school was reopened as well.
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Good. Okay... [ He has a million more questions about the future, because of course he does. But he'll leave it there for now. ]
So, what is there to do around here. You mentioned a library?
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Figures you'd ask first about that. [ Said with mild amusement. ] Yes, there is. A number of us have been going through all the books and documents there in search for relevant information, but it's a frustrating endeavor more often than not. Do you want me to take you there?