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Test Flight!

the luceti test flight 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 flight 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.

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A. [Tokito is sitting at a table at the back of Seventh Heaven. It's been a few weeks since his arrival in Luceti, but he still usually tries to keep to himself when there are large crowds around. Without Kubota around he'd had to learn to manage talking to people by himself, a skill that he's made progress on throughout the past year, but that's still a bit shaky at times. He gets frustrated easily. Especially when people start going on about things he doesn't understand. If Kubo-chan was here he'd explain...But he's not so there's no point in thinking about it.

Tokito has actually spent a lot of time since his arrival pushing away thoughts of Kubota. What an idiot. If anyone should have been abducted by a strange organization it should have been him.

When Tokito isn't sitting at his table, sulking over his soda, he'll wait until the bar area clears out some before approaching and taking a seat on one of the stools. He orders another soda and does some people watching out of the corner of his eyes.]

B. [Tokito doesn't have much experience with snow, aside from the fact that it falls in Yokohama every winter. But to him it was a type of weather like any other. Not something to look forward to, or to enjoy playing in. Sure he'd seen a few Christmas specials, he knew what snowmen and snow angels were. But they had never been a part of his life.

Maybe it's because he doesn't remember anything about his childhood. He doesn't have memories of his parents bundling him up before he went out to play. He doesn't remember rolling around in the snow or having snowball fights. But that doesn't mean he wasn't curious about it.

So when he spots a group of kids engaged in epic snowball warfare, he can't help but stop and watch. A part of him longs to join in just to know what it feels like. Eventually one of the kids notices him and gestures him over. They show him how to roll the best snowball and show him some of the better places to hide. Then the match is on and for the first time in a long time he's actually having fun.

Until he gets carried away and throws one of his snowballs with his right hand, sending it flying past his opponent and towards whatever unfortunate victim who is about to be beamed in the face. Oops.]

[Beat was minding his own business, trying not to freeze because who the hell ever thought snow was a great idea? It clogged up his skateboard wheels and made it so he had to walk everywhere. Walk. It was so freaking slow. Huffing as he went, Beat trudged along until suddenly and without any warning, something hard, cold and wet smashed him straight in the face, taking him off his feet and thumping him hard onto the ground.]

GA---!!!

[SOMEONE JUST TRIED TO KILL HIM.

AGAIN.]

[Tokito would have called out to him if he'd had the time. But at the speed the snowball was going he'd only been able to run after it and get a front row seat to some guy getting knocked to the ground by it. Now he could just turn away and walk off, leaving the guy to deal on his own. But this is technically Tokito's fault and he feels kind of bad for the guy.

So he'll approach slowly, looking at the guy suspiciously (he doesn't even realize when he does this anymore).]

Hey. Are you alright? [His tone isn't exactly reassuring. But it's missing some of it's usual bite.]

[It was quiet, but the people were nice.

Makoto Kubota hadn't been in the village for long; just a few days, but it was enough time for him to skim through the silly little book that bore his name and collect his belongings. They had his Seven Stars, and the slushies were all right enough in his opinion. It was a damn shame that the proprietor didn't change up the flavors with the season. How else were people to know what holiday was coming up?

He had been slowly making the rounds as he learned what he could about the town, introducing himself with a smile and casually asking after a stray cat. Surely someone had seen the wild but oddly innocent creature, right?

Seventh Heaven was his final stop before he vanished for the night into some hole of an apartment in the community building, with only the standard issue sofa, a few scattered lights, and an armload of shonen comics to keep him company. He didn't mind the quiet, really. Polite ~~or impolite~~ as it was, he kept the slushie with him as he entered the restaurant like he was a regular customer instead of a stranger in this town. Idly peering at the crowd from over his glasses, it was easy for him to find Tokito.

He would always find his stray cat.]

Hm. So this is where you went off to.

[Kubota approached from behind, the words so casual it was as if nothing had changed. No time had passed. They were still in Yokohama.

The slushie was still good in the chilled, autumn evening.]

Edited 2013-08-21 16:39 (UTC)

[The way he casually appears after weeks of not being around, as if they hadn't been kidnapped by a strange organization and where being held against their will, would have really pissed Tokito off if he wasn't so damn relieved to see him. He'd started losing hope that Kubota would come, something that only makes him feel silly now. That man would always find him. Come for him.

But that relief is quickly replaced with Tokito's standard frown and grumbling.] Where have you been all this time? You're late, Kubo-chan.

[Of course he would handle it with the careless ease that he always does. There was nothing special about getting kidnapped, even if the barcode and the wings were definite discomforts. He would act when he had to, but until then...]

I'm late? I saw you just yesterday.

[Deadpan.

Slurp.]

Edited 2013-08-23 13:08 (UTC)

Yesterday? I've been here for weeks!

[So he may have heard some things about differing time lines and such when he first arrived, but it was all just too confusing for him to understand. But if there's an impostor of him running around back home...]

Weeks, huh? It hasn't even been a full day for me...

[sluuuuuuuurp.

Wasn't there something in the books that he read about this stuff? It all sounded unbelievable, like something out of a shonen manga or an old cartoon. Kubota thought he understood at least the basics of it, but he would need to read the book a little bit more to be sure of the facts.]

[Okay now he's starting to get pissed off.]

How can you be so calm about all of this? This isn't a normal kidnapping! And now we have to worry about fake versions of us walking around back home. [And that slushie is looking really good. He wants some. So Tokito will just reach over and grab it out of his hand. sluuuurp.]

[Tokito gets no argument about the slushie. He can have it. Kubota wanted one of his cigarettes anyway.]

But, maybe the game is just on pause. There's probably nothing to worry about.

[He pulled out one of his smokes and nearly lit up before he paused and glanced around the building. There were no other smokers.]

Don't tell me that this is a non-smoking place.

[Not that he'd care.]

The game? Did you leave the Playstation turned on again? You could ruin it by being so careless Kubo-chan! [Whether or not that what Kubota meant, that's how Tokito chose to take it. Really, what would he do without Tokito around to lecture him?]

I haven't seen any signs that say so around.

Oh, good.

[click. puff.

Kubota looked up at the ceiling, as if he were trying to see the sun during a lunar eclipse.]

...huh. Maybe I did leave it on.

[He huffs. Just like he thought.]

If it's broken when we get back, you'll have to buy a new one!

Hai, hai.

[The kitten was blustering. This wasn't new.]

[He happens to like their Playstation. A lot.]

I mean it! You'll probably have to pull double shifts from that quack doctor!

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