Test Flight!

[lucetimods]

the luceti test flight meme

Reserves are open 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.

Comments

[savedtheworld]

Alright. Don't worry, I'll be there in two shakes of a rabaroo's tail!

[And soon he is zipping over towards Good Spirits non his air scooter cheerily. He's wearing a silly-looking wool hat that covers his baldness and part of his arrow.]

1/??

[abileunaspada]

[What is that noise? Is there a storm brewing? She covers her mouth and nose, squinting through the blowing snow as she tries to see just what is...]

[abileunaspada]

[... Approaching...]

[abileunaspada]

[abileunaspada]

[What. Is that the kid.]

DONE

[abileunaspada]

[Wait a moment!

Her expression lights up at his appearance, and she doesn't even seem to mind the snow blowing in her face as she steps towards him.]

Hold a moment... Are you a Magus as well, stranger?

[Nevermind what a 'Rabaroo' is, she's more interested in the wind magic you're using Aang.]

[misterbrief]

[Who wants to deal with a bitchy wife after training really hard all day? Not this guy. Which is why he didn't head home after he was done, and instead is going to go relax somewhere else because he does what he wants and no one is going to tell him otherwise.

So, he enters the building which might be the restaurant/bar/café/wherever where Adela is, but unfortunately the cold weather has put a well placed patch of ice in front of the door. Which he slips on, crashing to the ground (or maybe into Adela?), making quite the ruckus.

He is the most smooth, yes.]

[abileunaspada]

[What in the -- Adela doesn't even have time to finish her thought before her stool gets knocked over by the man, prompting her to help as she crashes hard on top of... She's not sure, either the floor or him. Either way, it hurt!

A soft groan leaves her when she tries to get up, taking a moment to blink at the guy who she landed on top of. Right before she snarled at him, she was already in a bad enough mood!]

Watch where you step, you clod!

[misterbrief]

[He angrily tries to start to pick himself up, cheeks a dull red as that was really embarrassing when he realizes there's a woman on top of him-!]

How was I supposed to know?! Now get off of me, woman!

[abileunaspada]

Using your eyes would be a start!

[She was a little red as well, getting to her feet before grabbing her stool and making to set it back at the bar. Of all the rotten things to happen... Her feathers seemed quite ruffled too, considering that she had landed on them and she felt a little dizzier than normal because of it. She still has to figure out a way to get rid of them.

... Nevermind that she had almost slipped on that patch of ice when she came into the tavern too. But she didn't slide into the bar and knock someone over! That's a step up she has on this man.

Wait a second, there's something off. Her side feels... Drafty. That's when she shifts her cloak to see underneath, and sure enough there's a tear up the side of her shirt.] My tunic!

[It must have torn open with the fall... and she doesn't have any thread or a needle patch it up. A sigh leaves her and she shakes her head, covering up with the cloak as best she can and slumping at the bar counter. What a day already, she already had some oaf making it worse...]

[misterbrief]

Haven't you ever heard of black ice?! [Not that the ice outside was, but he'll use anything to get ahead in the argument. Though, maybe there's no need for that now because her shirt ripped, earning an evil smirk from him.]

Well perhaps next time you'll be more careful so something so unfortunate won't happen to you next time. [Because that was totally her fault? Blame shifting time yep.

Note: There's a hole in his jacket where it caught on the edge of the bar that he hasn't noticed yet.]

[abileunaspada]

I wasn't the clumsy oaf who couldn't watch where he was going!

[Is he trying to get her riled up? He's trying, because it's working. She was just minding her own business at the bar! It wasn't her fault that he came and knocked her over and caused her shirt to tear!]

[misterbrief]

Clumsy! [He growls, how could she!?] I don't see why you had to sit so close to the door to begin with. There are plenty of other places you could have chosen. But no, of course, logic to you would dictate sitting somewhere that could potentially end in chaos, which is exactly what just happened.

[Now exercising all those years of playing the blame game with Bulma.]

[abileunaspada]

Where I chose to seat myself has nothing to do with your inability to not slip on the ice and cause injury to yourself and others around you!

[She knows this game. She's not letting him play it. Or, at least she's not letting him saddle her with it, because it's not her fault! It's his!]

[misterbrief]

[But it's such a fun game Adela-!]

You know, the one thing the Earthlings teach in their ridiculous and otherwise horribly boring driving classes is defensive driving. Maybe you should have taken a lesson in that.

[Yes, he endured that because Bulma made him. Is this girl even old enough to drive? He doesn't know but he thinks she'll get the reference anyway.]

[abileunaspada]

. . .

Defensive... What?

[Well, she switched from anger to confusion at least. For a moment.]

[misterbrief]

[Okay, maybe not.]

Driving. You know, a car? Yours might have wheels, mine does not. [His is a dark hover car! And it's a convertible! The one that Baby-infested Gohan blew up R.I.P]

[abileunaspada]

[No, still lost her... Wait, seems like she got some semblance of realization after a beat!]

A car? Do you mean a horse-drawn cart?

[What would 'defensive driving' have to do with that? The only reason why a cart would need to be 'defensive' is against a bandit or something, but what would that have to do with driving it? The concept doesn't make sense to her at all...]

ASK ME TO BITE YOU AND I MIGHT

[misterbrief]

What, do you live in the stone age? [Well, maybe in medieval times but details] It's a machine, genius. You do know what metal is, don't you?

If it wasn't Vegeta that might have been kinky.

[abileunaspada]

[What is he blathering on about? But that question annoys her for whatever reason - actually not for whatever reason, she is a blacksmith (an apprentice but... details), and it is her element... She isn't going to let this man treat her as if she were a fool!]

I will have you know that I am a smithy! I forge metal into the best weaponry Marblesea has ever had the honor of partaking! Of course I know what metal is!

It's okay! Holidays were busy for me too

[sharknado_swimmer]

I did. But it... it wasn't.

[Why can't Haru look at him? What happened to the Haru he saw last, the one inviting him to swim the relay, hand outstretched, eyes wide and earnest.]

It wasn't what I wanted.

[savedtheworld]

Nope! I don't think so. I never heard of a Magus before. My name's Aang, and I'm an airbender! And I'm also the Avatar.

oh my god i didn't even realize lolol

[misterbrief]

Is that a fact? You're a smith. You don't come off capable enough to forge a signature let alone a blade. Why don't you prove it.

[Because if she can, she's of use to him. Good.]

[abileunaspada]

A... Magus. A child of... But you just said that your element is air. How could you not know about Magi?

[Cue her blinking, because she honestly doesn't understand it. True, the boy seems a little young to have accessed his element, but at the same time it is not unheard of for Magi to be young to awaken... It still seems off to her. And what did he mean by 'airbender' and 'Avatar'?]

[abileunaspada]

[That's about when she deflates a little bit - not because she can't back up her words, but...

She sighs, seeming a bit saddened at the words.]

Had I a forge, I would have been more than happy to 'prove it'. It is impossible without the means to do so.

[Well, she could with her powers but... She wasn't certain that she wanted to reveal that to this buffoon. Not over a stupid fight, even if the need to prove herself was hard to ignore. That's about when she retakes her seat - in time to finally get her ordered drink and simply holding it for the warmth at the moment.]