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

[niceguypose]

[He flushes and withdraws his hand quickly.]

Ah! It... it was my fault! That was... improper of me. [He rubs at the hand nervously.] You - you did so well.

[gleamed]

Ah - thank you. [ She blushes more than she would usually at such a compliment.

What were they doing again? ]

Should we...ahem, count the beans now?

[niceguypose]

The beans! Yes! Let us do that... It is like an extra challenge! [He says cheerily as he runs over and starts to count, eager to dive into the distraction.]

[complicatedliar]

[We'll just say Loki happens to be riding by on his horse, since he has a way of being at the right place at the right time. Or the wrong place at the wrong time depending on how one looks at it. And he is, perhaps bizarrely, wearing a pair of sunglasses.

At the sound of Tony's voice he draws Vakri to a halt, but does not dismount. Tony had been here before; their relationship had been rather...complicated. He's not entirely certain what he's going to get, nor what he wants to get either. This could make life immeasurably more annoying. On the other hand, Tony has some very useful knowledge and skills.

He cocks his head, listening and definitely not looking directly at Tony.

Dryly:] You drank yourself into another dimension instead of a tart's bed. Well done.

[fbitchesgtmoney]

( Oh. Great. Of all the people he would want to be the first he saw when he woke up in a strange place, with no memories of the night before and wings on his back, obviously Loki was at the top of his list. Or maybe not. Definitely not.

Tony turned to face him, still keeping his hand up to shade his eyes since he didn't have sunglasses as Loki did(what), and his frown furrowed more. No. Nope. This was not good. This had to be a nightmare, one from which he would like to wake up from now. Why couldn't he just have his normal nightmares that woke him up drenched in sweat?)

Well. That's a first. I don't get a lot of them anymore.

(Is this some elaborate joke?)

Care to give me a rundown on everything? Do you have wings? Turn around.

[complicatedliar]

[Well, one question answered. This is obviously not his Tony, so to speak. Or perhaps it'd be better to frame that was Rogue's Tony. Either way, not the highly annoying not quite friend, not quite enemy that he had before. That makes things much easier.]

Awful demanding for a mortal who just awoke with sand in his translucent pants. [Sure, he can't see Tony, but that's how everyone is dressed when they wake up. Well, unless someone in the Malnosso had enough of a sense of humor to put the man in a sundress, but they've never been particularly funny if you ask Loki.]

Really Tony. I'd hoped we'd gotten past the bit where you asked me stupid questions. [Tony can walk around him if he wants. He's not going to do a little twirl for the man.]

[fbitchesgtmoney]

(No, this was definitely not his Tony. Or anyone else's Tony, for that matter. He was his own, come to this world for the first time for reasons unbeknown to him. So far. He was, of course, going to try to figure it out.)

What? (Welp. He hadn't even thought about that. His gaze went down, briefly, but at the same time there were more pressing matters at hand than being decent. Plus, he didn't have anything to hide. A low grumble rumbled at the back of his throat as he started to walk around the other's horse, to yes, indeed, see that he too had a pair of wings.)

What are they for? They're too small to fly.

[gleamed]

Um - yes! [ She more or less forces herself to focus now, counting out loud as she starts pooling the jelly beans into neat piles. ]

Ten, fifteen, twenty...forty-five...

[niceguypose]

[Rock Lee counts some dutifully and methodically, shouting his count very quickly.]

...One hundred! One hundred and five! One hundred and ten!

[How long will this madness go on? As long as we feel like threading out their counting most likely.]

[complicatedliar]

[Smirk.] Oh, you think it isn't a problem now, but you've a long walk ahead of you.

[Sandy shorts and bare feet. Sounds not fun. He turns his head, trying to at least keep one ear toward Tony. Not that he's really worried about the man trying to physically hurt him.]

They're a wonderfully painful way to get killed, in addition to a fun avenue for being possessed by spirits.

[gleamed]

[ SEVERAL HUNDRED BEANS LATER... ]

...Four hundred and forty-two! How many do you have in your pile?

[ HOW SHARP ARE YOUR MATH SKILLS, GORE ]

[niceguypose]

[SHARPER ENOUGH TO PUNCTURE THE HULL OF A FIRE NATION SHIP]

Four hundred and sixty-eight! My sureness is absolute!

it's impossible

[dissonates]

[Swinging around a tower is one thing; he'd actually prefer that. Standing on a precarious stack of chairs with no secure way to prevent cranial damage? That's just an accident waiting to happen.]

It hardly ever does until you hit the floor.

[fbitchesgtmoney]

And I don't suppose I could catch a ride on your horse, hm?

(No, he's definitely not going to think that even a possibility, but for the time being, Tony's trying to figure the other out. He doesn't seem to be threatening at the moment, save for the fact of who he is. But for the time being it's best not to provoke him, Tony's already glanced down at his wrists and the thin metal bands he wore around his wrists that would usually mean his suit was just a few minutes away at most were gone. Plus, even if he had them, the Iron Man suit wasn't made to fit these wings. Ugh.

Oh well. He's had worse. If anything he could try to take a quick dip in the ocean to get most of the sand off, and then just start walking. He could, if he squinted, see the faint outline of what looked like a city off in the distance, so at least he knew where he was headed. He thought.)

Wonderful. Just what I was hoping.

Library.

[knowitowl]

Yes. I oversee this library, and I am merely curious what a young man would need with such a large stack of books.

[He is unfazed by Jude's surprise. Its not an uncommon reaction, really.]

[gleamed]

[ Mathematical! ]

That makes...nine-hundred and ten altogether.

[ Which means...

TIME FOR MORE MATH.

After a moment: ] Oh!

[gleamed]

[ Mother Gothel never instilled the fear of what happened to monkeys who jumped on the bed in her. Just the fear of a lot of other things. :'D ]

Aren't you being just a little bit dramatic? [ SHE'S TOTALLY TEASING. ]

[dissonates]

Not at all. It's a very real expectation.

[Do you know how many people he saw fall off ladders in Daath? The whole training facility is a death trap. Ladders and weird platforming everywhere. It's absurd.]

[niceguypose]

Oh?! [He exclaims in shock, not sure what conclusion is being reached.]

That is... neither of our guesses!

[complicatedliar]

I don't suppose you could manage to ask more nicely than that, hm?

[Totally mocking you.] And have you even ever been on a horse, Tony?

[Ah, Tony. Some things never changed. You are amusing when you're not being a self-righteous prick.] It's your favorite, I know.

And you lucky thing, there also isn't any internet to distract you from your important every day life.

[gleamed]

Right! And unless I'm mistaken in my math, I believe my guess was closer!

[gleamed]

[ Asch, the champion of proper and correct use of ladders. ]

Ah - well, I'm sorry for making you worry! I'll look into the step ladder. [ If it'll bring him peace of mind. ] Can you get you something today?

[niceguypose]

Rapunzel-san... [His gaze glimmers with pride.] I believe in your math with all of my heart! You have defeated me in a challenge!

[He bows to her.]

Thank you for being such an incredible opponent!!

[gleamed]

[ She bows in return! ]

Thank you for the challenge! I feel invigorated now.

[niceguypose]

I am even gladder to hear that!! Nothing is more reassuring than hearing that a challenge really gets the blood pumping! Ah... and what were the terms of your victory? I believe that you are entitled to the 'victory cake' that you mentioned, Rapunzel-san!