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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.
no subject
He says don't apologize. Like Charles had done nothing wrong. Like he hadn't just accidentally spearheaded a crass invasion of privacy. It's rare that someone is so casual about telepathy.
His confusion turns into open delight when an apple bobs through the air toward them. ]
Ah, an excellent show of telekinesis. [ With that effusive praise, his eyes are warm as he takes the apple, examining it for flaws. Telekinesis can easily lead to accidentally crushing things, but the apple is flawless. Buffed to perfection, even. ] And yes, I'm alright now. A minor glitch. It won't happen again.
[ The interesting thing is-- he doesn't feel like a mutant. He doesn't feel human, either. Up until very recently, Charles was only aware of those two possibilities, so he's not sure what the other options are. ]
Have you been here long? Some people I've spoken to seem to have been here for a while, and others like myself, are entirely new.
no subject
[ He jokes, pretending he is admiring his nails before he laughs. This guy is all sunshine, there isn't a mean bone in his body despite the trauma he's experienced in life. In his mind? He can either let his pain consume him or live for the people who have passed on and those he can save. ]
Hey, never say never. I didn't even know what a fae was until I got here and between you and me? [ He drops his voice, throwing a glance over his shoulder to look at their table, like he is about to share an earthshattering secret. ] They're kinda jerks. Don't tell them I said that.
[ He straightens up, hands on his hips. ]
Actually, I just showed up here out of nowhere. One minute I was home and the next- [ He snaps his fingers for dramatic effect. ] Bam. Here I was.
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[ Charles had known what Fae were, but only in the guise of storybooks and fairytales, mythology that talked about tricker entities and never stepping into rings of mushrooms. He'd hardly imagined that they were real. ]
From what I gather, there seems to be no real pattern about when or where we're taken from. I'm fascinated by the concept that we've all come from different worlds, but that seems rather less important than figuring a way out of our current circumstances.
no subject
[ He grins at him and taps at his temple. Any residual aches have passed but the strength behind the telepathy was unreal. Charles is certainly stronger than any telepath he's ever met before and he's itching to ask him a thousand questions about it. ]
Someone should really give these guys a stern talking to, especially about a little thing called bad timing. I have a lot of stuff I have to get done back home and none of it is getting done while I'm crowding the buffet table here. Not to say that the food is bad, it's safer than trying to eat my cooking for sure.
[ And there goes his willpower, he seizes Charles with a look that says it all. He might as well be some kind of curious pup with its head tilted off to one side while trying to figure out the mechanics of a squeaky toy. ]
So! Were you born with your powers or were they inherited? Oh! And what do you think the range is? By my calculations, I'd say you could take those Fae out if I created a diversion. But I guess that would be pretty reckless, making enemies on the first day. Work smarter, not harder.
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[ Oh, he certainly could. Easily. He wouldn't even need the offered diversions. But Charles likes to keep details about his telepathy close to his chest; most people find a power like his to be uncomfortable.
Instead of spilling the beans, he just smiles wryly. ]
--I think the more pertinent question is: would that be wise? And the answer is almost certainly no. Even if we were able to take them all out, where would we go? And, yes, we would create a lot of enemies. I'm not sure we'd want to annoy them all that much on our first day here.
[ It is a halfway tempting thought, though. ]
What about you? [ Charles' own curiosity about powers is a powerful driving force. ] Were you born with yours?