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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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[In truth, Rider had come to realize there were no other Heroic Spirits. But that did not mean the place lacked heroes. Certainly this village was filled with them and it filled him with a kind of glee to imagine what they could accomplish if they all united under his banner. It was partly the reason he was out here in the open. There was nothing like wine to loosen the pride of men so that they could imagine shared ambitions rather than simply their own.

Saber is a surprise. Not entirely unwelcome. He still did not respect her as a king, but she was by far a splendid knight as he had ever seen. No one less could have destroyed his chariot otherwise. And thus as he sees her, he raises a goblet in her direction and wears a wide grin.]

From our generous jailers, who else? Truly in all the lands I have traveled, never have I encountered any who would spare their finest food and drink for those they kept locked away.

We are less their prisoners and more their playthings. [She says with a bitter tone, recalling experiments that turned her behavior loathsome a number of times.] The comfort they provide is a thin veil over their treachery. What I meant however is why you felt the need to take so much drink for yourself.

[...In retrospect, her words are pretty silly now. Of course he would take whatever he wanted for himself, he's Iskander. He's always been like this, from what she's saw of him in the war.]

[He does listen intently. He's heard much of the experiments of the Malnosso. While the thought of the drafts excite him, the cruel tricks on the mind are not so great. But then, he supposes, he agreed to be a Heroic Spirit and be subjected to the will of a Master. How different are these experiments to a Command Seal?

But when she at last addresses the drink, he chuckles.]

That is where you are mistaken, Saber. Though I would certainly enjoy taking my fill of this cask for myself, I have brought it here so that it can be shared under the shining sun and around the people of this village. All are welcome to share it with me.

[He fetches an empty goblet sitting on the fountain beside him and offers it out for her to take.]

[...The last time she had a drink with Rider, it did not end well in her opinion. The only benefit to it was seeing his trump card, a reality marble of great power, but she only faced him briefly in battle while chasing after Irisviel before realizing he did not have her like she believed.

She hesitates for a moment, but then walks up and takes the goblet, holding it out so he can pour her drink. They are no longer enemies in her opinion and she doubts he would attack her without making any intention to do so clear. But she still isn't sure how to feel about him. And she never did find out what happened to him after she destroyed his chariot.]

I know you have good tastes in your drink, so I will indulge your whims.

Ah, at least you will admit to that. It is not nearly as fine as the drink that Archer offered us, but it's certainly fit for a king.

[The change in dialogue is a bit obvious here. A king. Just him. He may hold no grudge against her and he does not dislike her, but he will not confer to her the respect of such a position. Not until, in his eyes, she has earned it.

He fills the goblet with a ladle and then holds up his own to drink.]

To this new world, whatever it may be called.

[Her straight face twitches at the mention of Archer, even if by now she associates him with his true identity and less so his title. What a disgusting person to be reminded of.

She raises her drink to his and takes a small sip, enjoying the taste regardless of how fine it is. These days she doesn't indulge in alcohol as much, but it's fine for this one time.]

I take it you have only arrived now, Rider? How curious that we be pulled in at the same time. But I have not seen sight of any other heroic spirits thus far. [At least none she would recognize, both from the fourth and fifth wars.] What do you make of it?

[Good wine or poor wine, he can enjoy it all the same. He allows the taste to linger on his tongue as he considers Saber's question. It's one he has been pondering for some time himself.]

Hm. We are in a new war. One with higher stakes than any we have fought before. One that makes the Grail War small in comparison. If we are here, it is because we are the greatest of champions to be called, alongside our fellow heroes who have not yet tasted the sting of death. And when we have won this world, it will be for us to decide what to do with it.

I would not call everyone here a "champion". Many people brought here are not fit to be warriors and many are even children. But you are right - we are certainly in a war that we did not agree to.

[One forced on them by the people keeping them captive and only fought for the sake of safety in this place. It was despicable to her.]

But, this world is not this small village. It may be greater than we can even comprehend. I doubt that we can 'win' this world in the war we have been drafted into, though I am sure you detest to hear that.

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I certainly don't agree with it. It is certainly a strange thing that the enemies we fell simply return to fight again. It's a new type of war and one I look forward to experiencing. I would prefer to lead the battle and not be sent at the whims of our jailers.

[He senses that she knows more of the situation than he does. Woefully he's only had the writing and words of others to go on. He had to wait to gain new experiences and even his own patience would eventually wear thing.

He fills his goblet again.]

But I am Iskander, King of Conquerors. To admit that any war cannot be won is to deny everything that I am.

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