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the luceti test drive meme

Reserves have just opened and apps are right around the corner. But are you still on the fence about any of your would-be characters? Well -- here is your chance to take them out for a spin!

▣ TAG IN or reply to others with characters you would like to test drive for Luceti.
▣ ONLY add top-level comments for characters who are not yet in the game. You're free to reply to others with Luceti characters (because that's half the fun) but remember that the whole point of this meme is for potential characters.
▣ PLEASE do not post duplicates of characters already in Luceti.
▣ GO AHEAD and give us a brief description of your character in the top-level comment, along with one or two possible ways to run into your test-driven character around town.
▣ YOU MAY use these threads for your first person samples on your app -- just make sure that you link threads of a goodly length (i.e., threads with at least ten comments from your character).

Need a little help getting started? Remember, you needn't post here as though your character is still brand-spankin' new. It'll probably be more fun for all involved if this isn't a simple dress rehearsal for showing up. Here are a few scenario ideas:

o1. The grocery store is out of food. What do you do?
o2. Wing injury! Call for help or stagger your way to one of our fine clinics.
o3. It's a busy evening at Good Spirits, one of Luceti's local bars. Do you dare try the drink specials?
o4. Have a talent for playing music? Try Cloud Nine's open mic night!
o5. Beach party? Snow party? Leaf-raking party? Gardening party? YOU DECIDE.

Okay. So my examples are pretty non-exciting. But they're really just suggestions. I'm POSITIVE you kids can come up with more creative things.

Above all? HAVE FUN.

Comments

Michael Andrews | Original Character (profile reading a must)

[echotaker]

[Spending five years in the land of the dead fighting the Echoes of humanity's dead wasn't exactly the best job in the world but when it came to his vacation time of exactly one month in the land of the living, Michael wasn't about to complain. No one knew who he was and he had a hefty enough allowance to spend thanks to his good deeds to Lil'l's bureau of afterlife management; why not do a little shopping while he was alive for thirty one days (give or take).

It's when he realizes his back itches, only to discover a pigeon has taken root there, that he freaks. He tries ripping the bird off only to discover NOPE HAHA THIS IS YOUR WING and successfully blacks out from sheer agony thanks to removing a handful of feathers.

Where and who with he'll revive to is anyone's guess but he's going to have to have a long talk with Lil'l about it all.]

Why hello there. >.>

[fleurdesel]

[One day she'll become accustomed to the sudden appearances and antics of new feathers. One day. Coming across one in her morning walk and watching him yank a small hand full of feathers out? Proves that today is not that day. Adele sighs, scrubs her face with a hand and slows her stride to kneel at his side. Considering the sizable chunk of feathers in his hand she's surprised he didn't break anything while tearing them out.

Too tall to carry, and she didn't bring her journal with her. This is what she gets for wanting a little peace in her day.

Muttering unkind obscenities in French she tips the man's head back. Checks his pulse. And without smelling salts or any other way to wake him, well.

She gives him a shake first.

Failing that? A slap across the face.]

Hello, hello.

[echotaker]

[Slaps to the face do wonders to an Andrews man. He snorts in an undignified manner before reviving with a wince, vision swimming.]

Ow. Oww. Did... did you slap me?

[fleurdesel]

Oui.

[She checks his temperature as she speaks. Villagers react to the loss of feathers differently, some simply have the initial pain, some have a fever- she's given up trying to keep track.]

It was the quickest way of waking you.

[echotaker]

[He seems to be slightly overheated, as if only just finished running a marathon, but other than that, he's fine. Oh. Minus the whole pulse thing. It's been symbolically muted to signify his immortality as a Night Arrow. Yyeeeaaahhh it's kind of a long story.]

I imagine my dad's ex-girlfriends said the same things...

[He picked up on the accent and the French immediately, so naturally, he countered.]

Je suis désolé, okay?

[fleurdesel]

[Not hot enough to be a fever, but enough for her to double check his pulse. Which.

He did not have.]

...

[He didn't look like a vampire.]

Had I other means to wake you, I would have taken them. Shaking did not work, nor did speaking to you.

[She sits back on her heels, one hand braced on her knee, the other discreetly palming one of the small blades she keeps hidden in her shoe.]

Would you mind explaining to me why you have no pulse?

[echotaker]

I'm guessing... not paying the pulmonary bill won't cut it, huh?

[He sits up, wincing slightly.]

Don't worry. It's still there. It's just muted so I don't get picked off at work. Speaking of work---Lil'l! You listening? Mind explaining the wings?

[The awkward silence that followed worried him.]

...she's either ignoring me or something's up at HQ...

[fleurdesel]

...So you are the walking dead and you have an imaginary friend.

[She snorts and waits for him to stand, knife sliding back into place in her shoe. Crazy wasn't always dangerous. And worst comes to worst, she can just yank out another handful of his wings.]

Still, you are not the strangest new feather I have met.

[echotaker]

And you're not the strangest Frenchwoman I've ever met, so we're even.

Byt the way, Lil'l isn't imaginary, as annoying and unfortunate for me as it is. And I told you, I'm not undead. My heart's just muted. It's still doing its job; it's all just a safety precaution.

[He sighs.]

The name's Michael, not new feather. And this little things (the wings on his back flutter slightly though he has no idea how he managed it) are the new feathers. I was happily semi-human before ending up with these.

...where am I, anyway? I was in a city last I checked...

[fleurdesel]

I doubt you've met one with wings before, so I am terribly curious as to what other Frenchwomen you've met. [A beat.] One day I will print out a set of cards explaining the situation so I do not have to go through this song and dance every time I stumble across people new to the village.

[She checks the surrounding area, finds the journal with, as he'd said, Michael written across the front. Fetches it, holds it up for his inspection.]

Say hello to your new primary means of communication with the rest of the village, and with our minders. It is also something of a guide to this place.

[Adele flips to the back of the book, nodding at the guide written for new feathers, and the map of the village.]

In short? Welcome to Luceti. It's a village and bit of forest, mountains, and ocean surrounded by a currently impenetrable barrier. All communications through these journals are monitored, as is most of what we do in the village.

[echotaker]

Wait, are you saying I've been kidnapped? But---

[Vacation.]

Are you absolutely, positively certain that I am currently stuck in this beautiful place with no means of contacting my employer and no work to do?

[Please say yes. Or Oui. Or whatever, just make sure it's yes.]

[fleurdesel]

...Now, I think, you might be the strangest New Feather I have ever met.

[Because she has never met anyone that, right off the bat, was happy to be here.]

There is no way to contact anyone from your world. You are stuck here with the rest of us. And should you choose to do nothing while you are here and remain unproductive? That's...your choice.

[echotaker]

You've got to understand, miss. Where I'm from I fight Echoes 24/7 for five years without a break and then I get one month in the land of the living. Then back to it. I can't die by aging because I don't do that anymore, but no one said anything about not dying in a battle. Fighting's only going to get tougher. Here, look.

[He pulls his shirt right off, his pigeon wings fluttering in a ruffled manner, to display his scars.]

See how they look like burns? They're actually attacks from things like claws and knife-like spikes and things from Echoes and Ghosts. They have spectral forms that burn the skin when they hit.

[thebellthatbinds]

[So it seems like what she thought had been a bird nestled in the tall grass by the western forest was actually a man. A very unconscious man. With a few hurried steps she's kneeling beside him, giving his shoulder a firm shake as she tries to rouse him.]

Hey, can you hear me?

[echotaker]

Jus' five more minuss mah...

[Seems he's still somewhat out of it.]

[thebellthatbinds]

['Out of it' is better than seriously injured at least. With a soft breath of relief she gives his shoulder another shake, this time a little more firm in her grip and her voice.]

I don't know where you think you are but you're not there anymore. Wake up.

[echotaker]

Ghnn... I feel like I've been hit by a train...

[His eyes flutter and he tries to sit up but he's much too dizzy.]

[thebellthatbinds]

Take it easy now... [Okay, maybe he was injured...but he looked fine.]

What happened? Do you remember anything?

[echotaker]

I remember pulling on a wing and that being a very bad idea.

[thebellthatbinds]

[She can't help but wince, her own wings curling up against her back at the thought of giving one of them a firm tug.]

To remove both wings means death. I don't know why or how it works but you should never try to remove them.

[echotaker]

Death... geez, don't you guys think that's a little extreme? I mean, if people end up with wings out of nowhere, they're going to want to get rid of them, right?

[He groans.]

[thebellthatbinds]

I agree with you...but it was not my choice or that of any of the residents for such a thing to be put into place.

[Reaching into her pouch she pulls out a small flask of water, offering it over to the man.]

Have some water, it'll take some time before the aching goes away.

[echotaker]

Believe me, I've had worse than this.

[To prove it, he'll even straighten his posture as he sits up straight. Time to drink that delicious water.]

Thank you for this; I haven't had water in ages.

[thebellthatbinds]

[With the young man sitting up she leans back a little to give him space, still close enough to catch him if he looked woozy or dizzy.]

You haven't had water? Were you in the desert before you came here?

[She can't imagine how else he might have gone without something so vital.]

[echotaker]

Not good water. The stuff I eat on a daily basis in the land of the dead has everything in it mixed together and that includes water. It's pretty much like... gruel. It's not fun.

This place though... it looks amazing... and the water tops it.

[He's definitely still hurting, but he's not showing it easily.]