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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

[descrier]

[ She nearly fidgets at the word experimental ― reminding her of far too many things she wishes she had forgotten amongst her trials ― but reprimands herself to save neutrality. The last time she spoke to him was when she was at her lowest, but he oddly seems to pay no mind of such things. Peculiar, yes, but not exactly relevant to the topic at hand. ]

Experimental tests of what nature?

[most_unwanted]

[From his timeline, he has yet to run into her and see what they'd done... but he is aware that she'd been taken, the last time they'd communicated. He won't bring it up until he's talked with her more to see when she's from.]

Sometimes it's physical- we might transform into other people, animals, you name it. Other times, our mental states are altered... For instance, once we were made to believe we'd lived our entire lives here, with no memories from home. There are alterations to the environment sometimes too, in fact this whole enclosure can be dramatically transformed.

It's a unique power called "shifting."

...and sometimes they abduct us from the village for a more... personalized visit.

[He grimaces. Scully was in their hands for that, not too long ago.]

[descrier]

[ If anything, she knows not to discount Mulder's beliefs; she herself has seen her fair share of strange, other-worldly things she would have otherwise thought impossible had she not been the Consortium's pawn. As she understands it, the nature of human beings are strange in their own ― why would it be so strange for something out of their element to be so natural in it's own surroundings? ]

Under what pretenses are these experiments for? If they are so seemingly random... what outcome are they attempting to gain in performing them?

[most_unwanted]

That's the million dollar question.

[So much remains uncovered about Luceti, so many truths that even he has yet to find.]

The word we're told is that they're trying to find some way to send us home, believe it or not. They- the Malnosso, the ones responsible for the experiments- aren't technically responsible for bringing us here, you see, but they haven't offered any good explanation as to why we're dragged here in the first place. Or why certain people are brought here rather than others.

[descrier]

[ Marita sighs through her nose, suddenly seeming very tired. She turns her head to watch the fish gather underneath the water ― black lines against deep blue. ]

From what I have learned ― and what I am sure you've gathered yourself, Mr. Mulder ― is that these sort of... intentions are typically based on the prospect of reaching Utopia. [ She pauses, before tearing her eyes away from the river to look at him once more. ] Men playing God in hopes of accomplishing perfection. What's to say this is any different?

[ How many times has she consorted with Gods only to be proven she is nothing but a frail human pawn? More times than she could ever count, more times than she could ever admit. ]

[most_unwanted]

[Mulder nods grimly. That's something about this place that's never sat well with him- there's too much that they just don't know, and haven't been able to uncover yet.]

That's what I'm afraid is happening, off in their lab, behind closed doors. They're still withholding a great deal of information from us... Not only are they playing god, they're doing so on a scale that we've never seen before. Many of the other prisoners here come from other planets and universes far removed from ours.

[And he'd thought it was a big deal when he realized the international reach of the Consortium. That was nothing compared to this.]

[descrier]

[ She seems to understand for the most part. Things have become so strange, that the only strange thing to her would be if everything were the textbook definition of normal.

Marita is certainly smart enough to recognize when the stakes are raised. ]

You seem as unsurprised as I am to find each other here, which tells me this is not uncommon. Is there anyone else here... from our world?

[most_unwanted]

[That's what he's always counted on her for- her ability to adapt no matter the circumstances and come through when he's needed it.]

Scully is here, and so far she's the only one from our exact version of the world. [Not that he's complaining about that at all. Though some part of him still keeps hoping, just maybe... maybe one day, he might see Samantha again...] Although, she's come here from a couple of years into the future relative to my time. That kind of thing happens pretty often, sometimes with more extreme examples.

[descrier]

[ That is both a relief and a disappointment, but at least she knows that, despite the different circumstances, she can certainly trust the both of them. Still ― the fact that a certain smoking man is not here unnerves her and she is not so quite sure why. ]

A couple of years... Would that mean they are taking people from different times as another sort of experiment? [ She almost asks when was the last time they spoke, but she deems such things irrelevant. It is better to not drudge up these sort of things to explain them all over again in a more controlled environment. ] Other than relaying newly found information to those from their worlds, it would make no sense unless it were a drastic involvement by those experimenting on them.

[most_unwanted]

It's possible there's some reason like that for the diverging timelines, some part of the data gathering process.

[He definitely wants to compare timelines, to find out more. He's worried, now, if she's from some time before him... then he might not know what really happened.]

They don't use any recognizable patterns for that... the same goes for the people that are drawn here. Sometimes it does seem to come in waves, a few people at once from one particular universe. But sometimes it might only be one at a time, and some people end up being the only one from their place and time. A lot about it appears to be randomized.

[descrier]

A mass exodus. [ This is beginning to sound far too familiar to her. ] If anything... gaining information over the spread of different universes would mean their intentions could be similar to those we've seen back in our world. Just as the alien oil lifeform was set out to do.

It seems you have been here for quite some time, Mr. Mulder... [ She hesitates a bit; the wedge of professionalism between them keeps her questions more on guard, no matter how low he has seen her. Thankfully, picking and choosing the appropaite questions to ask is not only her forte, but the basis of her entire career. ] Did you and Agent Scully arrive separately or at the same time?

[most_unwanted]

We arrived separately. For me it'll be two years as of this upcoming March, while Scully arrived the November of that same year. [The details come to mind easily for him.] In the beginning, I never would have imagined that I'd be here for such a long time, but this place is a greater challenge than anything we've faced before.

[A pause while he considers. Despite how many exciting, unusual things he's seen while here, the fact of the place still remains. The fact of being a prisoner and test subject never goes away.] And... I'm sorry you got drawn into it.

[He's already lost his two informants before her, and he doesn't want to see something happen to her here.]

[descrier]

[ She briefly looks away, pressing her lips into a thin line, almost wishing that he wasn't so sincere about it. The inevitable pull from these things, she supposes, are something one never escapes when they have fallen so deep into the rabbit hole regardless of what universe or world they reside in. The powers are always the same, they just speak different languages. ]

Thank you. [ Her voice is quiet and less-strong than usual, but vulnerability is not something she wears easily like her suits, so she pushes it away as fast as she can, regardless of who is administering the apologies. ] But...

[ She finds it harder and harder to look back at him, but she forces herself to. If it were not for that, it would look as if Mulder were conversing with a mannequin or statue with how straight her back is or how evened her shoulders are. ]

There is no need for apologies now. With no apparent exposè here I am sure there is something that can be done about the higher powers that reign here. Experimentation without any reason doesn't make any sense if everyone here knows they are being experimented on.

[most_unwanted]

[It's not something he's used to either- there's always been a distance between them, between him and all of the informants to some extent. Things are different here than home, he knows, but still...]

Exactly. We're up against a power unlike anything we'd have encountered back home, far greater than any colonizing black oil, than any shadow government...
[He looks at her, thoughtful.] But maybe you'll uncover something that I haven't.

[descrier]

[ She gives him a wary look, not quite entirely convinced. ]

I don't think my credentials — written or unwritten — would make any difference in a world like this, Mr. Mulder. If these people are what you say they are... they do not seem like the type who would want any diplomatic involvement within their experiments.

[ But she is here for a reason, isn't she? At least, that is what he would say. What Mulder or the Cancer Man or Krycek would say, but not her, as much as she believes. ]

[most_unwanted]

No, I suppose not... it's a very different arena we've got going on here. But I hope that we can continue to work together here in some capacity, anyway. In a place like this... it helps to have close allies.

[He thinks of some of the experiements' effects, knowing they'd have been more difficult to bear without someone trustworthy around.]

[descrier]

[ She nods stiffly. ]

I will keep a look out for any opportunity that would arise in using my knowledge of... [ She pauses, as if mulling over the correct word to use. ] ...agency, but if you and Agent Scully have been here for some time... then I would assume the connections and network are much harder to gain than having an informant in the government.

Have you seen any of these men before?

[most_unwanted]

Much harder, though I'm willing to fill you in on everything I've seen while I've been here. I've been compiling what information I can. Apparently I'm not very good at taking forced vacations.

[Unpaid forced vacations at that. Though it's not like they have to worry about that sort of thing, in this place.]

Anyway, as for the so-called powers that be, I've never seen or heard of any of them before. I'd wondered, the first few months if anyone from home might be in on it... but there's been no sign of any of them.