pixieledmemes | 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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This place is busier than Soldier tryouts on the days Sephiroth was scheduled for. I don't even understand what is truly happening.

I don't know either. This whole place is just weird. It's like we were snatched off of our world or something. That's the only half explanation I got from our hosts here.

Yes. That seems quite likely.

[After all, he could not sense his tenuous contact with the planet here]

I wish I knew what their plan was.

[Irrelevant to Genesis should he be able to... and then there it was. A familiar dark form amid a crowd. Curse both of his friends for being taller than him. He was already a tall man! They just had to show off.

So he steps in front of Angeal and catches his hands on either side of the man's face, looking into his eyes. He has to know. To be certain. Was this really Angeal? Was he okay?]

[It didn't take long for Genesis to appear and Angeal felt himself breathe a huge sigh of relief. He'd know that red head anywhere and made absolute zero effort to stop the hands that moved to either side of his face. It was an old familiar thing and the dark haired First sighed in relief again.]

It's really me Genesis, I'm really here and so are you.

[And for that he was so very thankful.]

Which is of course a crisis to be considered in a few moments. But here you are, healthy and just as able to be a full mother chocobo as ever.

[Genesis drops his hands and backs up a step. His friend looks so healthy and young. There must be a weirdness of time. So Genesis will keep what he knows to himself.]

Someone has to look after you.

[There was the faintest hint of a smile as Angeal made his reply. But he looked at Genesis after the hands were lowered and the other stepped back. However, Angeal folded his arms over his chest and looked at his friend.]

I know that look Genesis. What's going through your head?

[Yes. He supposes that was true. Look what he had gotten up to when he was on his own in pain and fear for his life.]

Loveless, clearly. Could there be anything else expected of me, dear friend?

[Angeal knew better. But he was going to go with feeling comforted instead of attempting to siphon out whatever was going on in the other's head for now. However, he had been through the Lifestream and back and wasn't about to be his old self. He'd learned his lessons and unfortunately it came at the cost of his life. But for whatever reason he was here now and determined to try and do things right this time around.]

So what do we know about this place?

Edited 2025-03-17 03:17 (UTC)

Know? Little to nothing beyond the apparent desire to entrap us.

[There were no good quotes from Loveless for this situation, and perhaps too much of his life before weighed upon the book.]

I would advise dancing. It is... weird.

[A sigh escaped him as he heard what Genesis knew. However, that last part...]

Dancing? No thanks, I haven't danced since the last time we had that holiday party.

[Ya that was a long ass time ago.]

And you were quite acceptable at that.

[Not as graceful as Genesis or Sephiroth. But such is the way of things when you are built like a bear.]

Acceptable is kind, especially when you were trying to teach me that waltz.

[That was a disaster in his own mind.]

[Yes, that had been a bit of a disaster. Genesis heaves a heavy sigh, but holds back an old stand by line of 'you're never going to meet a nice girl to take home to your mother'. Because, well, he knew she was gone.]

You know you could pick it up if you tried harder. Fist fighting is a dance after all.

Not sure I have the motivation here. But dancing isn't important, finding a way home is.

[There was the smallest of smiles on his face as he leaned back against one of the nearby trees.]

Seems like we're back on a mission.

[A mission to get home.]

[Home. Was it wrong that Genesis had no immediate desire to return there? He frowns and looks out through the gathered people.]

I don't know. Could be that we are long overdue for a vacation.

[That comment had Angeal look at Genesis. There were times like this that he knew better than to ask.]

A vacation would be a stretch in a place like this. We'd better be careful no matter what the situation is.

[He wasn't happy about that whole flower thing.]

[Yes, of course they need to be cautious. But Genesis was learning how to do that. At least, he was now.]

Have you ever known me not to be cautious, my dear friend?

[Genesis' question brought to mind the company training room incident and that whole fight against Sephiroth that he had to break up.]

Let's just keep to the whole being careful thing.

[Okay, now he's rolling his eyes, crossing his arms, and pouting just a little.]

I am quite capable of being careful!

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