Test Drive Meme #2

[changelinged]

TDM #2 - March/April 2025

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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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Comments

[microbrobotics]

Yeah, I wanna see. That'd be sick.

[steepwithdead]

[Hmm, okay, very doable. He doesn't think he can go from animal to animal, though, so he scoots back a foot so they don't collide in the middle, then shifts to his usual self, the prior Hiro-illusion already dropped. He stays seated, comfortable on the ground (especially if he's about to shrink again).]

Hah, that feels weird every time. Any more requests?

[microbrobotics]

What does it feel like? Kinda itchy? It looks itchy.

[ Sorry Cad, he absolutely has a second request, but he's fascinated by ths process first. ]

[steepwithdead]

Hmm... maybe not itchy, more like a little squished. Have you ever put on clothes that are just a bit too small for you? Not to the point of discomfort, just enough to know that it isn't quite right. It feels like that the first time.

[microbrobotics]

[ Ohhh that gets recognition. ]

Yeah, I get it. Like the time I gave myself super strength. Couldn't get the fabric off afterwards.

[steepwithdead]

[Huh what]

You gave yourself super strength?

[But not with magic??]

[microbrobotics]

Yup. I designed this compression fabric that basically serves as an ultra-thin exoskeleton. Basically, it multiplies everything your muscles do normally.

[ SHRUGS... ]

It was totally awesome until I couldn't get it off or shut it off. Had to overload it to get it to let go.

[steepwithdead]

Ah... I think your technology is much more advanced than in my world. That sounds like magic to me.

[Impressive, though?? Some kind of child prodigy, here.]

[microbrobotics]

[ Bingo. Hiro doesn't even seem to acknowledge he did something unusual here. ]

Nah, just science. Maybe more advanced science but. Bet I could mimic a bunch of stuff you call magic back home.

... Except the bird thing, that's super impossible.

[steepwithdead]

Good to know I've not been made entirely obsolete.

[Someone bring in Baymax so they can talk about injury treatment though.]

My specialty is healing, mostly. If you ever find yourself injured, please reach out for help.

[microbrobotics]

[ PLEASE. that would be so cute. ]

Like ... first aid, or magic?

[steepwithdead]

Both. Mostly the latter, though, I have slightly more practice.

[You wanna get MAGIC HEALED, Hiro]

[microbrobotics]

So if I broke my arm or something, you’d use magic to fix it?

[ that is a DANGEROUS look on his face ]

[steepwithdead]

[He clocks that look immediately.]

Do not.

[microbrobotics]

What? What! I wasn’t gonna.

[steepwithdead]

Wasn't gonna what?

[Admit your pre-planned sins.]

[microbrobotics]

Casually dislocate my shoulder? A little?

[ PAUSE ]

Actually, I did bust up my leg last week, so if bruises count you could take a look at that.

[steepwithdead]

[Caduceus quirks a brow; the kid sure is determined, but a few bruises already there are preferable to him pitching himself off a wall to create said dislocation, so.]

Alright, show me.

[microbrobotics]

[ wow, rude. He was planning on using his magnet tethers and swing off a building -

Anyway. Hiro hitches up one of his pant legs, exposing a fresh set of bruises and a lightly bandaged scrape on his shin. It’s like a couple HP worth of damage at most. ]

Will that work?

[steepwithdead]

[Ah, well. Easy enough to give his leg a brief and gentle touch to cast a basic Cure Wounds. It looks odd at first- a pastel pink moss grows up over the bruises and scrapes, mending the injuries beneath, then shrivels and crumbles away as dust, revealing clear skin.]

That'll work.

[microbrobotics]

[ Ohhhh that is weird. And rad. Hiro is quickly warming up to the concept of magic here. Plus, having something cast ON him is kind of amazing? He felt his bruises clearing just now. ]

Dude, that was amazing. My brother would have loved you.

[steepwithdead]

[Just try not to go overboard, little man, spell slots are limited.]

Oh, your brother? Was he a kind of healer, too?

[microbrobotics]

[ sigh. fine. he'll be good. probably. ]

He - uh - yeah, kinda? He was a roboticist, but he built a healthcare robot called Baymax. Coded him to take care of people.

[steepwithdead]

[Not missing the past tense involved in this corner of the conversation.]

Sounds like I'd have liked him, too. I don't know much about robots, but they seem like real impressive creations.

[microbrobotics]

[ yuuuuup. dead brother dead brother. ]

Oh man, you really gotta see one in person. If this place has any kinda building tools, I'll make one here.