trainingwings | Test Flight Meme

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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Kratos had better not breathe any of those sentiments out loud in front of Simon, because an accusation of being 'irresponsible' wouldn't sit well with him. It's not his fault he spent so much time reading that his fatigue caught up with him. He hasn't been sleeping well since before he even arrived here.

Either way, depending on whether Kratos will bother to mask his footsteps or not, Simon's fingers will twitch. He's a pretty light sleeper, so he should be easy to wake.]

[There's no point in masking his footsteps here, not if the desired result is to wake this man up anyway. Kratos notices Simon's fingers twitch before he lightly nudges the man on the shoulder, quickly removing his hand right after. After all, he's uncertain on what this Simon's reaction will be. Good thing Kratos' reflexes are crazy good...]

[The footsteps were already starting to drag Simon out of his slumber, but it's the hand on the shoulder that really does it. It doesn't catch him off guard as badly as it could have, which is likely fortunate for the both of them, but he still ends up giving a bit of a start. His eyes snap open behind a curtain of unruly black hair, then close again once his mind's put two and two together.

He slides his arms back towards his body as he sits back in the chair, drawing a deep breath through his nose. As he moves away from the table, the book he'd been reading is revealed for the world to see, the pages covered in tiny print that Kratos might be able to read if he squints. Not that it's much of interest. It's a book on otherworldly postmodern ethics, which Simon considered to be a lucky find in a library with such a wide variety of topics.

His head hangs forward for a moment longer, then he looks up to meet Kratos' eyes with a cold stare. He doesn't know who this guy is and he's not sure if he's supposed to care.]

... Yes?

It's unwise to sleep out in the open.

[He stares back at Simon, his own glance cold. It's simply the truth, after all. He hadn't expected a warm response, so he really isn't bothered.

His glance shifts to the book's text for a moment, which he's able to make out despite it being just a little difficult. ...hm. A book on such a topic is actually an important read for their situation. A good call. He looks back to Simon.]

[Out in the open? Simon has been a very cautious person for quite a few years now, yet not even he would consider a corner in a library to be "out in the open". Unwise to sleep there, certainly, but only because it leaves invitation for strangers to stick their noses in his business. That much has already been proven.

He raises a hand to his face, breathing a bit of an irritated sigh. He is frustrated that he fell asleep; He'd only intended to rest his eyes for a moment. How long was he out for, exactly? Bah, what a waste of time.]

I was under the impression this was a library, not a battlefield.

...there are residents here whose humor leave much to be desired.

[Just because he hasn't met those people doesn't mean he hasn't heard of them. Kratos does keep tabs on things.]

Then, am I meant to believe your wake up call was a merciful gesture? I require no philanthropy from strangers.

[These words probably come off as more rude than Simon intended for them to be, but he only just woke up and he's not in the best of moods right now.]

I don't particularly care how you take it.

[Which is the truth. Simon is alert now, and that's the part that matters.]

[For just a split second, those words strike Simon as offensive. Then he realizes that he'd share the exact same sentiment if the roles were reversed. Who would care how a total stranger would take something like that? ...Fine, he'll let it slide.]

Hmph. Wise words, I suppose.

[Meanwhile, he's making a mental note to take library books straight home with him next time. Apparently sitting down and reading in public is an invitation for unwanted situations like this one.]

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.

[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.

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