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

[stopmjolnirtime]

The spell has left him weary, mother. Our abilities are halved by the barrier around the enclosure.

[ Thor writes this out for his mother before fetching a glass of water for Loki, complete with a straw. It made sipping at least a little bit simpler. That and a glass for his mother. He hands one to Frigga once she is settled as being lost in the desert must be thirsty work. Loki's he presses into his hand, taking the other to rest upon the plastic of the straw. ]

[cloudspinner]

[Even in the midst of her concern, this scene is so bizarrely domestic that for a moment Frigga wonders if the afterlife is simply made of hallucinations and fond hopes. But no, she would not imagine her sons blind and deaf. She does feel a bit overwhelmed, however, and for the first time sinks onto the couch. Somewhat absently, still attempting to process the ease in which her sons are communicating with each other, the evident care of help given and help received, she takes the water from Thor. She is more thirsty than she realizes and she takes a controlled drink.]

How long have you two been in this place? And what manner of place is this?

['Barrier.' 'Enclosure.' ...'home']

[complicatedliar]

I have been here... hah. In total, a month shy of two years. [So long already. How things have changed.] It is effectively a prison. We are hemmed in by a spatial discontinuity that I have not yet been able to cross. A barrier. To what end is also still a question for debate.

This is an odd realm. Death is generally an impermanent inconvenience. Time passes differently here than it does in our home universes.

[He waves a hand in the general direction of his bookshelves. Which true to form take up most of the space on the walls and are stuffed to bursting with books and papers, organized in a way that only Loki seems to understand.

The rest of the ground floor, it should be noted, is decorated simply. Natural wood, comfortable furniture, a few plants here and there. The dining table is visible for once; Loki hasn't been able to work in his normal way since losing his sight. Not being able to read one's own notes is very annoying indeed. The kitchen is visible through a doorway and very neat and organized. Perhaps unusually so for someone like Loki. The influence of another person, perhaps. Which might also explain the paperback novel sitting on the coffee table.

Oh, and there's a black cat. She emerges from a door only slightly ajar, opposite the kitchen, and makes her way over to the three people. After brushing by Loki's legs, she pauses to sniff cautiously at Frigga's feet.]