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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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Da'at. [That's what they call it now, at least.] Formerly humans' Tokyo.
[They debate, and decide they don't want to go into all the details of just what a nahobino is and how it works.]
Body of a demon, Knowledge of a human. So we both benefit.
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Interesting... Is that another version of Earth?
[They're just gonna assume everyone is from this Earth place.]
I see... It seems you're just as strange as I am. I don't think I've ever met someone like you, but regardless, it's interesting all the same. Do you have powers similar to a demon, then? You mentioned you have a body of a demon, so I'm assuming you have some sort of unique power.
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[Things are... complicated. They don't want to get into that, when they themselves don't totally understand that still.
Ah. He holds out his hand, and then swings it to the side suddenly as he summons his glowing energy sword. Though, quickly enough, he lets it de-materialize. It's just for show, for now.]
I've got some tricks up my sleeve, yes.
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You're probably hiding some big ability, aren't you? Either way, make sure some of that works. The fae sealed some of my abilities, and nerfed some of my other ones. It'll be good to eventually check to see if they work, but not here. You'll likely be thrown into jail if you cause a scene.
[At the first party, Caelus definitely had to stop a few people from getting into fights. They're just warning Nahobino now, so they don't accidentally do something they might regret. Something they realize they don't have anymore, after speaking with Frostbloom.]
Oh and just another warning. I guess be careful who you make deals with. They can... Do some weird stuff. Like take away emotions that you don't want anymore.
[Guess who the walking example is.]
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[That's a damned lie. It's more reasonable to say they don't want to reveal the extent of their power so easily, to so many unknown variables. Even so, they nod. he had no intention of trying anything at the party, and it's good to know there's some consequence. Not as dire as he was worried.
Nahobino's gaze narrows just a touch at the warning. Strange and dangerous negotiations, huh.]
Duly noted. [Emotions you... don't want anymore? For some reason, that reminds him a little of Eiseth. Not a good comparison.] I'll be wary.
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[Or so they've noticed. People seemed to be much more reserved about showing their powers, but that made sense with the fae and all. Still, they were curious but they wouldn't pry. At least, not now -- maybe later when another dragon or something came to attack them.]
Good. I had a strange interaction with the merchant over -- there.
[They point at Frostbloom, away from the party but still in view for the other to see.]
They gave me this cloak, but in exchange for an emotion.
[They still have their invisibility cloak on them, since they went straight into the party after receiving it. But they lift up the cloak from their arms, revealing the multi colored fabric that flowed nicely in their grasp.]
I'm sure the other soul will remind you to be wary.
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Nahobino stares at them now with an extra layer of wariness. Before, he had thought them like other gods -- someone to be wary of least they view you as an obstacle, but generally not someone who'd bother to deal with him. Now he can't help but wonder just how dangerous a god without some essential emotion could be.
They're not wrong, Aogami replies to Caelus' last comment. Another time, he might've sent back amusement at someone having read Aogami so easily, but right now they're feeling particularly wary.]
Do you feel it was worth it?
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As for that question... Honestly? They can't help but laugh about it. It's an unsettling laugh, but they brush back their braided hair. Their eyes meeting again, letting a smile drift from their expression as they try and think. Usually they'd feel regret, but now... They can't feel anything. They can't even regret making that decision because they can't feel it anymore.]
... I don't know. I don't feel regret anymore. Hard to say, you know? But I know that look on your face. You're wary of me... That's the same look I got from Hrist when I first saved her from slavery.
[Understandable.]
If I'm answering your question, I do. I've only lived with one regret in my entire life, and that was committing both patricide and regicide. ... I didn't want to feel that way anymore, so I traded it off.
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[Sorry, what? Slavery? The two of them give the internal equivalent of giving each other a look, until they decide that's way too big of a can of worms.
Speaking of.
There's a bilt of shock, but then it fades. Gods do... all sorts of strange things. Should he be so surprised? ]
Guess you can't have any buyer's remorse, either.
[It's almost a joke.]
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[Unfortunately, Caelus is one of those deities that do stupid shit without thinking. They don't seem to mind, all things considered. They can't feel it anyway!]
Nopeee. I got a nice little cloak out of it, so it's fine I guess. It might come in handy someday.
[Good job, Nahobino, you got a laugh out of them.]
Anyway, be careful who you negotiate with. And... If what you say is true, you'll have to eat eventually and that's how they're going to make you stay here. You're interesting, as far as I'm concerned, so I expect you'll be stuck here, same as me. Better get comfortable.
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Aogami doesn't say anything, but something subtle passes between the two of them.]
...I'll keep that in mind. Thank you. [Of course being interesting to gods comes with a downside. It always does.] I'm sure I'll see you around.
🎀
[That sounds more ominous than it should, but it's true. They're always around, whether they want to be or not. Either way, they finally move from the pillar they're resting against, waving their hand lazily in the air to signal a farewell, but not goodbye.]