pixieledmemes | Test Drive Meme #2

TDM #2 - March/April 2025

🦋 Introduction

Welcome to the Pixie Led Test Drive Meme!

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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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[ She might take a glance upward at the sound of his eye-clicks, but if he were to look back, she immediately went back to her tablet. Doesn't want to give away any sort of interest or care. ]

So you supposed to be some kind of jester?

[ She knows he isn't, he's clearly someone "important" in his world - they probably don't give fancy masks and fancy eyeballs to just anybody, along with that haughty tone of voice - but people like him appear to be easy to needle. ]

The noise means you have a message, or that someone is making an "announcement". Chill.

[He exhales in a half-laugh at the question. Emissary, Jester, Glorified Town Crier? What's the difference, really? The smiling face the king sends forth to deliver his good and bad news. And as his High Lord became more and more withdrawn, he had less and less to do.] Something like that.

It's not the sound it's the- [Lucien shakes his hands above the thing, finding the word] buzz? It feels too much like magic. You're sure it's mechanical?

[ She almost gives another snarky comment, but actually pauses just after she opened her beak. She raises an eyebrow, then makes a wavey so-so gesture with her hand. ]

Y'know, given how weird this place is and all the dumb Fae stuff, maybe these do have some magic in them. Wouldn't surprise me.

[ Shrug. Ah well! Resumes scrolling. ]

[He leaves it on the table, tapping and pressing the buttons he can find. The screen lights up and he exhales triumphantly. Glancing over to the feathered creature as if to get her approval. Finding none, he begins to read. His brow furrows under the mask.]

User-name... user of what?

((OOC: no pressure but as the player i 100% give Lena permission to grab his leaf and "set up his profile" aka give him a stupid username he'll be stuck with until he figures out how to change it lol. maybe something fox related. No worries if not though!))

[ You know, all her helpfulness should be rewarded. And her idea of a reward? ]

Yours, big guy. And I have the idea for the perfect one.

[ Yoink! She swipes the device, does a quick type, enters, then plops it back one the table. ]

Thank me later.

[ Who doesn't love a good meme? ]

[Lucien is almost relieved when the device is snatched, and more than ready to thank her when it's handed back. he reads the little "Hi, foxygrandpa!" in the corner and narrows his eyes up at her.]

I'll have you know, I'm quite young for a High Fae. I'm not even three hundred.

[But whats the harm in a joke? Oh god. He has no idea what an internet is, what posting is, or any of it.]

It's like... a journal or something? How do you write- oh. [the keyboard opens. the letters are all out of order, but he bites his lip as he carefully starts plunking away]

It's a public journal. You write stuff and everyone can see it. It sends messages instantly, so you don't have to wait forever for the mail.

[ It's been too long since she's been able to pull a good prank. Ah, what a great stress reliver. ]

No bonds required? And everyone gets one? Oh, that's... remarkably useful. [He marvels down at the thing, his eye clicking with interest, and then looks over to her]

Is that what you've been doing? Sending out missives? [She must be incredibly important to be so busy]

No. Reading everyone else's. Not that anyone's said anything interesting... but it's the only way to kill time at this boring party.

[Lucien can't say he feels that this party has been boring. but what it has been is exhausting. He has to admit, there's some solace to be found in the glowing little slab.]

Hm. Maybe that's the smartest choice.

[They sit in companionable silence for a minute before the male remembers he's supposed to be a diplomat]

Where are my manners? Lucien Vanserra. Thank you for the assistance with this- [what was the word he heard?] -Foan.

Lena.

[ Doesn't give a last name. Doesn't give or ask anything else. Shoot, her tone of voice has barely changed throughout this entire exchange. She's more interested in grabbing another pastry and chowing down. ]

Test Drive Meme #2

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oh noooooo

BAHAHAHA OH YES! thank you for my life

we're going to get along, you and i

oh most certainly :3

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