Test Flight Meme

[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 music? Try playing DJ at HQ, the new nightclub! Don't have one? Just dance your butt off.
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

[wildbluevagner]

I think so. [Now he looks at her more curiously, more emotionally. He knew his Kitty as pretty much one of his best friends. And he hasn't seen her in so long... Could this really be her?

That just made it hurt that she didn't recognize him.]

Does the name Shadowcat mean anything to you?

[puryde]

[ With him looking at her like such, it was a tad bit awkward. She moves to go through the clothing a bit more only to stop when he mentions Shadowcat. ]

Yeah, but how do you.. [ Well, she did recognize his name a bit. ] Did you work with The Professor? [ Or maybe she heard it from Bobby... ] Or a kid named Bobby?

arietta the wild | tales of the abyss

[guardion]

[Arietta wakes up, and-

Well, no, that's not completely right. At least not to her, anyways. Arietta remembers very clearly the duel with Anise and how she had lost, so what exactly is going on? These aren't her clothes, and she's no longer in the Cheagle Woods, either.

... So, where is she? Arietta isn't particularly inclined to go off exploring- she's too confused and suspicious- but cautiously, she eventually makes her way into the village.

Some of you might. Recognize her. Who else could look as perpetually gloomy as Gloomietta herself?]

[sketchingideals]

An enthusiast, huh...? [Well, that doesn't seem to ruin Jeb's mood any. He still looks plenty cheery.] Well, it's certainly not bad to be enthusiastic about something, not at all! And if if calling me "Parmalee-dono" stems from that enthusiasm, I'd be honored to be called that by you.

[shiningbinds]

Perhaps.

[...wow, they're so very conversation. Kratos clears his throat--he should at least introduce himself.]

My name is Kratos Aurion. You have my apologies for interrupting your rest, regardless of my intentions.

1/3

[lastfonmasterguardian]

[Anise had woken up early that morning, and was doing some shopping with her free time. She was almost skipping through town, bag in tow. But, the bag was pretty full, and with as short as she was, it was making it kind of difficult to see. Difficult enough that she couldn't actually see the New Feather in front of her until they were on a collision course. Whoops.]

Omgomgomg

[distressedude]

[Well here's someone who would definitely recognize her. Though whether or not he's happy to see her is a whole different mess of complicated issues. He was just making his way back home when he spotted the familiar head of pink hair just across the path from him.]

[Of course, no matter how surprised he is to see her, seeing him would probably be just as surprising, if not more so. He stops walking and his eyes widen, staring for a few seconds before speaking.]

...Arietta?

2/3 I messed up but I moved it OTL

[lastfonmasterguardian]

Ack! Sorry about that!

[That was certainly a great first impression to make. And this person had probably just gotten into town, too. Their pink hair looked kind of unkept, and whatever they were carrying (was it a stuffed animal?) looked rather worn. Come to think of it, though, this person did look really familiar. She definitely reminded her of someone...]

[Wait a second.]

[Pink hair.]

[Awful taste in stuffed animals.]

[Perpetual gloomy posture.]

[Oh, there was no way.]

3/3 This should be it!

[lastfonmasterguardian]

Gloomietta...

[To be fair, Anise had been trying to get along better with Arietta. And there was a certain part of her that was glad she...wasn't dead, but running into her on the street like that provoked an almost instinctual reaction. Maybe it was all the fighting they'd done before?]

[stopmjolnirtime]

[ While there's no sound to be had, the hitch in Thor's shoulders and twist to his mouth, the soft huffed exhale shows all signs of a chuckle well earned. What more can they do of their limitations but laugh?

He reaches for Loki's hand before Loki fumbles too badly, pride a thing that he is not the sole owner of in this family, and steps with and through alongside his brother and his mother through the odd twist of reality Loki caused. Tis always a strange sensation, moving this way, but it bothers him less than it might have as a younger man.

The air is no longer so stifling, so dry but Thor has no time to enjoy it as Loki feels the effects of his spell- catching his brother is second nature. Helping him to the nearest sofa? A little stranger. but no less necessary. He motions for Frigga to settle next to Loki as well, hands held in his brother's to sign against his palm.

Water? ]

[yourfononsarewhack]

[Jade keeps his distance while prepared to take action if need be. Arietta is much too unpredictable for Jade's tastes. Regardless, he greets her casually.]

Good morning.

Bodacious Booty x2

[unfringed]

[WOW, DON'T RUN, ZOMBIE BOY.

Walter's hands shake for a moment, not sure where to go when the corpse suddenly pulls back. He settles on digging into his pockets and his messenger bag, trying to find his journal so he can record this.]

When? Days? Hours? Months? Years? How is it you've managed to stop the decomposition process?

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[Such deadpanning. Much stoic. Wow.

Simon waves an idle hand. He can appreciate people who know how to apologize, but the gesture itself is still rather worthless to him.]

No need to worry about it. I have no one to blame but myself. [He pauses for a moment, then adds something else as an afterthought, because introductions are usually a two-way street.] ... I am Simon Blackquill.

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[Honored, huh? That's a first. Most people seem to think Simon's kind of a weirdo for sticking with such an unusual way of speaking. Not that they voice it out loud in front of him, but oh, the many times Aura poked fun at him for it... He can't even begin to count them all.]

Rest assured, I will continue to do so. [Meanwhile, on his arm, Taka decides to try and eat its prey. It's... not a pretty sight, but Simon isn't paying the slightest bit of attention to it.]

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[It's too bad that Simon was unaware there's a gigantic spirit owl watching over the library. If he'd known, he would've stopped by sooner and paid much more respect.

The wing swat startles him so badly that he almost falls off his chair. Almost. He manages to grab hold of the side of the table with one hand as he slides sideways, eyes wide in shock and breath catching in the back of his throat. He doesn't even get a chance to be frustrated about it, because the next second he catches sight of the creature looming over him and he knows nothing but awe.]

...

[......he should say something, but he can't seem to formulate any actual words. Give him a second.]

[savedtheworld]

[Aang is staring him down. Trying to put on his best innocent face.]

M-maybe. I didn't think the mind played such... jabby tricks usually! [Be a man? Mehhh.]

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[No matter how ambiguous that response was, it still counts as strike one. How many strikes does Aang get? Not many, that's for sure.]

That is correct. It shouldn't play such tricks, which begs the question of whether there is a more plausible explanation. [Like, say, a kid with a staff.]

[savedtheworld]

Um... maybe it's a mystery? Mysteries are fun! And... mysterious.

Did you have any neat dreams?!

[knowitowl]

[Well hai there puny disrespectful human. Wan Shi Tong is glaring at you.

When you don't have sense enough to speak, he does instead.]

This is a library. Not a bedroom. I recommend you sleep somewhere else.

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[No! No, he's not disrespectful! He just slipped up, that's all!

Wan Shi Tong's words cause his eyes to widen even further, just for a moment. It can speak. He is awake isn't he? This isn't some lucid dream? ...No, that swat felt real enough. His skin is still prickling from it.

The moment the situation's fully sunk in, he hastily straightens himself up and bows his head.]

You have my most sincere apologies. I... never intended to be overcome by my fatigue. ...It will not happen again.

[knowitowl]

[What? No excuses? No insults? No petty screaming over how its none of his business and this human will do whatever he wants?

Color him intrigued.]

Hm. Very well, I will overlook it this one time.

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[Strike two, Aang.]

I suffered through a rather curious one, as a matter of fact. For some reason, my mind concocted the illusion that I was being prodded at by a boy carrying a wooden staff. A boy much like yourself.

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[To be fair, Simon would claim such things if it was your average librarian. However, it's an majestic talking owl three times his own size. He knows when he's outmatched and he wouldn't want to pick a fight with such a creature either way.

He's keeping his head bowed until he's absolutely sure it's alright to look up.]

Thank you. I will accept your mercy with the utmost care.

[knowitowl]

Hm. Perhaps. However, I find fiction to be much less reliable as it is mostly contrived from the imagination.

[Still, he is curious.]

Tell me. What have you learned from this book?

[knowitowl]

[Well, he certainly doesn't need to know that. His compliance and respect is enough to appease the spirit, whatever the reasons.]

I am Wan Shi Tong, he who knows ten thousand things. And who are you?