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[*] test drive meme

Test Flight!

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.

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[He gives a bit of a shrug, and walks on]

Leaves are fallin' all around, time I was on my way
Thanks to you, I'm much obliged for such a pleasant stay
but now it's time for me to go, the autumn moon lights my way
for now I smell the rain, and with it, pain
and it's headed my way
Aw, sometimes I grow so tired
but I know I've got one thing I got to do

A-ramble on, and now's the time, the time is now
Sing my song, I'm goin' 'round the world, I gotta find my girl
On my way, I've been this way ten years to the day
Ramble on, gotta find the queen of all my dreams

[Hohenheim had come into the library for an entirely unrelated matter, and at first he swept right through the area Alphonse was reading in. But he caught his son out of the corner of his eye and stopped, then slowly backpeddled towards him.

That's Alphonse alright. As well as his vintage armor. Well... Hohenheim realizes he should do some more of this fathering thing. So he shuffles on over to take a seat nearby, speaking pleasantly with a vague smile on his face.]

What is it you're reading, Alphonse?

[ While it's a little strange to have a son who is a suit of armor - especially a suit of armor easily recognizable as being one of Hohenheim's things, which Trisha had even dusted before - it wasn't as though Trisha hadn't been fairly warned in advance (at least, she was aware it was a thing).

...Though it's never going to not be a tad odd to feel a surge of affection and maternal interest at the sight of a suit of armor. Hmm.

Either way, she spots Alphonse while coming out of one of the other food shops, and detours over to him, automatically. ]

What are you taking notes on, dear? Some project?

[ Trisha shifts the bag of groceries she's holding to her other arm, touching Al's elbow - well, the armor's elbow? - when she reaches him. ]

[action]
[Arnaud G. Vasquez is not having a good day. There's getting seperated from the team - by his own doing, nonetheless! There's (presumably) getting his ass kicked afterwards. Or at least that's his assumption - it all gets a bit fuzzy from there, see. He's not sure how he ended up in this house, but the bed's certainly a cozy one. ... Well, that is, if he were on it anyway. Somehow or another, he seems to have ended up under said bed instead.

Unfortunately, the bizarre change in scenery still hasn't registered to Arnaud yet, as he tries lifting his head. That's certainly one hell of a headache he's woken up with. And it only gets worse as he accidentally bumps it against the frame!]

Ow! [Immediately he rubs his head.] Jeez, that hurt...

[voice]

You know, I'd make an argument that life here's not all so bad. Maybe a little cramped, and I'll admit the occasional shifts get annoying. Have to say there's not much places I've seen that offer food and a place to sleep free of charge, though. Also nice to hear they let us do some work around here with those missions that pop up.

Now, whole "mandatory therapy" thing? Don't get me wrong, I'm sure everyone needs it now and then. But you really have to admit our "kind hosts" have a really questionable hiring process. I don't know about you, but I can't seriously buy the fact that all they had available was a kid barely pushing her teens. ... Actually, not even her teens. Kid looks like she's barely eight.

Is there even a point to all of it? Because I don't see why we ought to be pouring our hearts out to a grade schooler just so we can earn some points.

[The thud under her bed was enough to wake her up. Wait it a burglar? A pervert? Griff? Elie wasn't sure, but she really didn't want to wait to find out.

So, leaping out of her bed, she'll be grabbing her tonfa, and leveling them to the underside of her bed.]

All right! I don't know if you're a burglar or a pervert of Griff, but come out with your hands up or I'll shoot!

[And her neighbors would likely not like that.]

[This again? Geez...

If there's one thing that reminds him of home - Amestris, that is - it's seeing Alphonse befriending cats. And while most people would find it endearing, Edward just knows that it has the potential to end in grief. And some scratched arms, when he gets involved.

That doesn't stop him from standing behind his brother, hands on his hips.]

What is it with you and cats?

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((Have a very unhappy Felix, stumbling aimlessly with a hand to his shoulder. His wings are hanging limply, green and purple and red barely noticeable in the dark street. If your character comes closer, they'll probably realize that the red is actually blood, and Felix has good reason for looking so pale and distraught.))

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b.

((Having a good night? Well, it's about to get even better as Felix abandons his bartending duties to lean over the bar and raise an eyebrow at you.)) Well, hello there. How are you? Can I get you a drink?

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[ Kinda hard to miss him, huh? Al doesn't quite startle at the sound of Hohenheim's voice, but he snaps back into focus after being absorbed in his book. It was actually pretty interesting! ]

Oh! It's a gardening book, dad.

[ He holds up the book for Hohenheim's inspection. See? ]

[ As strange as it might be for Trisha to feel affection at the sight of a suit of armor, it's still strange to Al every time he sees his mom. Strange in a good way, obviously, but he misses a beat when she approaches him outside the shop.

Excitedly: ] Hi, mom! [ And then, glancing down at his notepad. ] I guess you could call it that. It's actually a list of things I want to try here when I get my body back.

[ That last bit is said a little sheepishly, circumstances being what they are. ]

[ What? Cats are nice, okay. Nice and friendly and adorable. He fails to see what the problem is here. ]

I-I don't know, they just keep coming up to me. These ones might even be friendly to you if you try petting them.

[ Maybe Luceti cats are different?? ]

Oh?

[He peers at the book with an analytical frown.]

I never knew that you were interested in gardening. I'm afraid that I know nothing about it, myself.

I never really knew I was interested in it either. I mean, I just started reading about it today.

[ Luceti took a much different pace than life had back home, and while getting his body back was still his number one goal, there wasn't any reason he couldn't pick up some other hobbies in the meantime. ]

It's pretty amazing, though, how plants can take light from the sun and make themselves stronger. [ Um. ] But what are you doing here?

Sure. Bring it on, Mr. Templar!

[Truthfully, poker wasn't one of her preferred card games, but that's okay! It's all in good fun and she enjoys playing along anyway, even if she ends up losing.]

No.

[The answer is immediate, as he abruptly turns his head away and stands, though a part of him wonders if it's too abrupt. It's not out of embarrassment at the idea of a woman who is a cat 'warming him up', but...

It's nothing worth worrying her with. It'll be fine once he gets out of the wind. Where once he might have apologised, Haru just avoids it instead.]

You need to bring your own ingredients for rice and tempura.

[It's a hint she should go get them, though he doesn't say it aloud, reaching for his clothes. It's a fact, though: he ran out of rice two days ago.]

[Oh if only she knew what he had in store, especially with his trick cards up his sleeves.]

You should know I never lose.

[Ever since he arrived in Luceti a few weeks ago, Marco's been feeling restless. Despite the experiments and the war, there's a sort of calm reigning in the village that he's not used to anymore. That's why he's taken to wandering the streets, even late at night. He's wearing his military uniform, but hey, at least he didn't equip the 3D maneuver gear and his swords. That would've been overkill for a nighttime stroll.

He slows to a stop when his gaze falls on a man who seems to be having some trouble walking. Is that guy drunk? No... No hang on, he looks hurt. Without even a moment of hesitation, he dashes over there to inspect the stranger.]

Are you okay?!

((Felix's eyes sweep over the man as he approaches. Tall, dark hair, uniformed... he can work with that. Though he can't help the instinctive eyebrow raise at the question demanded of him.)) Yes, I'm fine. That's why I'm bleeding everywhere, see?

Ah yes, photosynthesis. The plants need only to be mindful enough to not try to steal the sun itself...

[He muses to himself before realizing that Alphonse asked him a question. He points a finger at himself.]

Me? I like to come here often and study what I can. By reading a randomly-chosen book regularly, I can learn something new each day which could prove to be useful at some point.

[They're assholes, forget it B( Ed lived with two of them thanks to the previous Alphonse, and it was basically the opposite of fun.]

...I think cats are allergic to automail.

[And yet they always claw at the flesh arm...]

[ Oh, right, that's definitely a plan Trisha is probably aware of. Not that she, you know. Has mission points or anything to contribute towards that, given that she's never gone on a mission...

She wasn't aware of the list, but it makes sense. ]

Things to try? So, things to eat, or what else? I can make you whatever you like, too. Well, as long as I have time to figure it out, if it's something I've never heard of, I mean.

[ Some of the food here, man. ]

[Ino's not in her usual sexy attire either. In fact, she's also all bundled up in a purple coat, white scarf and white earmuffs. She's doing her weekly patrol around the village, something she decided to do in her spare time, when she chances upon the other Konoha kunoichi.

Okay, she can't help but laugh and shake her head in amusement when Tenten lands on her butt.]

What is with your team and training in all kinds of condition?

[Are you going to try to outrun one of Gai's precious students, Naruto, really? As soon as she's got her snowball, she's sprinting to try to catch him before letting it fly, aiming to try to get him square in the back of the head.

If that doesn't work, she'll just keep scooping up more handfuls to keep up a constant barrage. What is finding cover, we just don't know.]

"Accompanied," she repeated, a little dryly as she shifted to skate beside him, lips curving into a frown. "Think that's gonna happen aga--?!"

But then she cut herself off with a yelp as, by looking sideways instead of forward, she caught her skate against the ice and went spinning to the ground again.

Is it even possible to fly with these wings?

[Just. Leaving aside the idea that he plans to be able to walk on ice within a season. Knowing Lee, he might even be able to do it, somehow.]

[She just laughs again and just tucks both kunai away into who-knows-where to clasp both hands behind her back.] C'mon, you're a fighter. I'm sure you of all people can appreciate training under all conditions!

[If an ice skating rink ever comes under attack, you'll know exactly who to call!]

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Arnaud G. Vasquez | Wild ARMs 4

oh oh oh it's Arnaud yes good

c~!

Felix Dawkins || Orphan Black

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too much pressure, eh

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the joke made me laugh okay

/peeks

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oh nooo that's still rly cute tho

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