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

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[She can barely contain the urge to wince as his chakra grazes her skin, even through her clothes. Sometimes, she still has nightmares about their first fight, usually on the days that she's pushed herself too far in training with him and is face-to-face with his disappointment because of it.

She can never hope to be as good as him, because his talent comes naturally while she must work for every inch she can get.

That being said, it is with a mix of relief and reluctance that she backs away from him.]

Y-yes.

[Reaching for normalcy isn't working too well; something still sits unsettled between them, something that leaves Neji feeling empty, unconnected. Their training sessions in the past, although sometimes cautious and awkward, have never felt this disjointed.

But he doesn't know how to fix it.

He draws a slow breath.]

Again.

[And sweeps forward in a graceful attack.]

[She is determined this time to not lose. She drops to the ground as he approaches and aims a hand at his stomach before he can strike out, surprising herself with the ruthlessness of the act. Her eyes grow wide as she realizes this is the same spot that...

It is only with extreme luck that she is able to avoid vomiting, but it takes everything she has, leaving her open as she gags repeatedly.]

[The moment he hears her start to gag, he pulls his attack, probably straining at least a few muscles as he does but ignoring them in his concern for his cousin.]

Hinata-sama! Are you...?

[Injured, she can't be injured, he knows he didn't hit her that hard, but she looks like she's about to vomit.]

[She keeps her head down, cheeks flushed in anger at herself and embarrassment that Neji should see her like this. It wasn't her who had been impaled like a piece of meat. It could have been, and she would have been happy to die so that Naruto lived, but it was Neji who did that.

Once she stopped gagging, she lifted her hands to cover her face, realizing that the tears she had struggled with since she'd seen him again had begun falling without her permission. She tried valiantly to get them to stop, but she couldn't. And she wouldn't face him like this.

So, she was forced to hide her face as much as she could while the moisture continued to fall and bite back the sobs that were starting to bubble up inside her chest.]

[The unspoken, ingrained training of the Hyuuga clan tells him to turn his back on her in this moment -- to pretend he doesn't see her, to give her at least the illusion that nothing is happening, that she is alone.

But it also strikes him as very cold, and that coldness in instinct now awakens a faint sense of disgust. To turn his back on her and leave her alone in her pain...

But she is Hyuuga too. Perhaps it would be preferable for her. But he will at least offer.

Quietly, he moves to her side, resting a hand gently against her back -- not speaking, not giving her anything she must respond to, but giving her his presence. He's here; she can still turn to him.]

[The hand on her back is unexpected and she manages to stop the tears. While it is true that she did not want to let him see her like this, it is mainly because she doesn't want to see disappointment or disgust in his eyes when he looks at her ever again.

But that hand...That hand is warm and alive and burns with its presence. His presence. It is enough that she can finally gather herself from the wreck that she has allowed herself to become.]

I-I am sorry. I did not want you to see me like that ever again.

You don't need to apologize, Hinata-sama. I promise you, the sight of tears will not disgust me.

[The mood is somber, but for her sake, he offers a small, dry joke to lighten it.]

Believe me, I would not have stayed with my team so long if it did. Between Lee and Gai-sensei...

[They are the crying champions, after all.]

[She feels an almost hysterical giggle bubble up in her chest. She manages to keep it sane sounding as it escapes.]

Y-yes, Lee-san and Gai-sensei are very...passionate.

[It is with a much calmer appearance that she turns to look at him.]

Perhaps it is wise that we postpone this until another time?

That's a word for it.

[His dry tone is a little exaggerated for the sake of the joke; he's trying to make her feel better, even if humor is a very weak point of his.]

Perhaps it is. Here... we have plenty of time.

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