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[herotypical]

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. Oh. And don't forget to RESERVE your characters.

Comments

[charitylovehopefaith]

A great many. [For just a moment, not directed at him, her voice cools and edges on bitter.]

I would sooner be escorted by a man without a high-born name and without a penny to his name who has dignity than a man with the wealth of twenty nations who has none.

[greenjacketed]

[ he needs a moment to catch his breath. sharpe's surprised. delighted! but surprised. for it's rare to find such a creature who thought such a way, he believes. but he could be a cynical bastard about his own prospects.

even now -- back home -- he had a year's salary in french gold banked. and more besides from the baggage trains at vitoria. but only two people in all the world know of it, other than himself. he'd like to keep it that way.

in a risky act of potential self-sabotage, he decides at once that he must be honest with this treasure of a young woman. honest, no matter what the price. ] Would you be escorted by a man who once served in the ranks with every other common soldier, ma'am? For I would hate to decieve, even by...

[ christ. what's the word? he can't let his memory fail him now. he can't appear so thick as to not know a simple term... ]

Ommission.

[charitylovehopefaith]

[Faith allows herself time for proper consideration of this. The thought barely bothers her at all, but to answer too quickly might seem insincere.]

You have shown me more kindness here than anyone so far, Major. To quit your company because of something that, especially here, is little more than a trifle would be most ungracious of me.

[And she has to think about Aaron and Edward. The latter still holds plenty of scorn in her mind, but the former. That is something to make her draw up.]

You have served your country, done your duty by your king. There are a great many born "gentlemen" who would not deign to do such a thing and would leave the task to others. And others still who might do so but have no sincerity in their actions.

I am, perhaps, foolish. But I have no complaints about your company, Major.

[gonna_shoot_it]

[Well, since she's going along with it, Calhoun assumes the Serious Face. Because hey, you have to set the right tone for these things. Even though the worst they will probably find out here is a squirrel.]

If you're gonna be one of my soldiers, you're gonna have to be the best of the best. Think you've got what it takes?

[gonna_shoot_it]

[Calhoun doesn't even flinch. For one, she's got more guns. For another, she has a Felix, which means that this gun can be fixed even if it gets cut in half. She's really not worried in the slightest.]

Don't even think about it.

[gonna_shoot_it]

Now are you gonna make yourself useful and help me look or not?

[She still holds that last Cy-Bug escape against you, Ralph. :|]

[aerialassault]

...

Then don't.

[gonna_shoot_it]

Look, I don't really want to ruin your hat...

[Does a golden hammer even work on de-puddle-ifying a hat? She knows he can fix anything, but does that count?]

[shockwaveswirl]

So it was just a warm up. [Assuming Fayt isn't just saying that, which Albel figures is a pretty safe bet. The boy might be a fool, but he also isn't the type to shy away from a proper fight.

Albel folds his arms and gives Fayt an expectant look.]

Well, what are you waiting for, then?

[Get on with the harder battles. :| He'll help.]

Bilbo Baggins | The Hobbit

[sonofatook]

[At Seventh Heaven today, there is a hobbit. Barefoot. Bare feet, really. He is contentedly digging in with a huge dinner in front of him: savory chicken, bacon and eggs, a well-done steak... and a bowl of hot ramen, with a pair of chopsticks set beside it.

Wait. What? He's never seen a soup quite like that before. He can't even identify a few of the ingredients. He peers at it uncertainly before making up his mind and picking up the chopsticks with bravado. He'll give it a go. This is a good chance to sample the food available if he's going to be settling in here for a long time.

He holds the chopsticks splayed awkwardly at first, and the ramen runs right back into the bowl. Up until now, he was eating pretty neatly for his appetite...]

[medicalpunch]

[She makes a small sound of acknowledgment, turning it all over in her head.]

[She hates it that they're this powerful, the Malnosso, that they can lock so many people away and damp their abilities. She hates that they have so much power. And the feeling of helplessness is worse, that there's nothing she can do to effectively rebel.]

What would happen if we stopped cooperating with them? All these missions, drafts... if we just stopped doing what they want?

Have a Syaoran. Let's do this together!

[imperfect_reflection]

[At first it was the feet that caught Syaoran's attention as he passed by with a hot cup of green tea with mint, the perfect answer to a cold day. He wondered for a moment if the stranger was cold before he decided that it must be a strange quirk from another world--one that was interesting, like many things were in Luceti. Syaoran looked forward to exploring the village after he settled in, although it was strange to not have everyone else around.

Fai, Kurogane, Mokona and Sakura were fine. That was all that mattered.

The stranger's struggles with the ramen were the second thing that caught his attention, and he smiled in sympathy.]

Um. [He spoke up quietly.] For the meat and the vegetables, you can hold them like this. [He mimicked the way to hold the chopsticks together in a closed hand, like how he was shown in one of the many versions of Tokyo that he had passed through.] But, the noodles are a little trickier.

power to the voicetest! <3

[sonofatook]

[The feet, which were large and somewhat furry, were not cold in the least, fortunately, not even on this chilly winter day. Bilbo looked up, around himself, then at Syaoran as he realized the boy (easily his own height or more) was talking to him.]

I'll just... try that. [He gave the food another look, but dipped the chopsticks back in. This time, he held them properly, and managed to snag a bite... which fell back again halfway to his mouth.

This was certainly not dignified for a Baggins of Bag-End.]

Is it alright if I just use the fork and spoon, then?

Thorin Oakenshield | The Hobbit

[heirofdurin]

[Thorin pushed open the door of the restaurant and entered, walking heavily over towards the Hobbit. He knew, somehow, that if any of his company were here they would be. And he is not disappointed or surprised in the slightest to see a certain Hobbit with a rather large meal before him.]

Ah, Master Burglar. Enjoying the comforts civilization, I see.

[sonofatook]

[Bilbo comfortably signals for Thorin to join him. He's feeling rather complacent in the nice, cozy tavern with the nice, warm meal.]

I don't see why we shouldn't. We've spent long enough on the road without them. [This is said far more cheerfully than it would have been when he first ran out of Bag-End.]

[imperfect_reflection]

[It wasn't dignified for anyone, but it wasn't uncommon for people who were just learning the tools. Syaoran nodded.]

It should be. This village has people from so many different worlds that no one should mind.

[heirofdurin]

Yes, we have.

[The dwarf's face broke into a grim smile, not quite pleased at the situation, but not arguing with the hobbit. He took a seat across from Bilbo and waved to one of the servers casually.]

We may as well enjoy it while we can. [He shook his head.]

Strange place, this.

[sonofatook]

[Oh, don't mind Bilbo. He's just feeling a bit put-out. Besides, if it's proper to use chopsticks for this food, then chopsticks he shall learn.]

I'll just have to learn. [He musters a slightly tight smile. If he can do some of the things he's done in his travels, he can do this, too.]

[sonofatook]

[The way Bilbo sees it, it's got to be magic. And they need a way back to the company. But first things first.]

A good meal will help us think in the meantime. [They've gotten out of some pretty tight situations before. They'll come up with something.]

[heirofdurin]

[Thorin would agree with you there, Bilbo. This must be magic, sorcery that not even Gandalf could have foreseen. However the hobbit was, of course, correct. Even as anxious as he was, he could not argue that a hot meal sounded quite appealing.]

Yes, I suppose you're right. [He eyes the ramen and the chopsticks ...dubiously.] An odd dish, that. Something local?

[seeked]

[That. That is really not something he wanted to hear.] I can't afford to be stuck here for years, time passing slowly or not! [Urrrgh. He's just going to look at Evan's journal before consulting his own, hoping for different results of some kind.] But others have left, haven't they? What did they do?

[sonofatook]

I haven't quite figured that out yet. Some sort of soup, I think. [Actually, it's pretty good - what little he's tasted of it so far. A warm broth, salty.]

[heirofdurin]

It would appear so, yes, but what could've possessed you to order it?

[Experimentation is...not his strong suit, particularly when it comes to foreign foods.]

And what is the purpose of those sticks? I've not seen their like before.

[sonofatook]

You eat with them. Like a spoon or fork or a knife. [It's all very proper, really. He'll be handing Thorin a napkin next.]

That's what someone told me, anyway. I haven't got the hang of it myself quite yet.

[heirofdurin]

Do you now? How odd.

[Thorin eyes the sticks and shakes his head]

I think perhaps that I'll stick with what I know, Baggins. Those things seem...needlessly complex.