The Final Test Flight Meme

[lucetimods]

the (final?) 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

[fleurdesel]

"Now that was certainly inspired." If not entirely inspiring. Perhaps a little inspiring.

[all7seas]

"Mmmm. Sausages. Hungry, me."

He sighs and drinks instead. Rum is actually a very good substitute for food, sleep, sex....okay, for food. Most of the time.

"Your turn."

[fleurdesel]

"Then order a platter." Logic is something for other people, though, and she laughs into her glass as she drains it. "Mm? Must I?"

[all7seas]

"It's a slam. Fairly certain that if you don't make a poem they throw you against the wall." He waves a vague hand before draining his own glass, then lines it up beside the others before him. "Orrr something. Why not, darling? Not feeling poetical tonight? Stars not shining bright enough for you? Parnassus not tall enough for you? Your lover's eyes nothing like the sun?"

[fleurdesel]

"You wouldn't dare." They- there is no they. Is there a they? There might be a they and that's reason enough to drain her glass and try to find some kind of rhythm and rhyme and meter in her chilled, rum sodden soul. "I'm not often poetical, Jackie darling, you know that. Don't have much reason to be. But for you? I shall try."

It's more than most would get.

Her hand doesn't waver much as she pours the next round, stringing words together with a faint smile.

"You must be the pirate named Jackie
who could ride through the waves cold and bracky
Needs more rum you must say
Next round's on me anyway
And we'll drink down the lot till we're daffy."

[all7seas]

"Bugger." How can he possibly compete with this? He pours himself two shots of whiskey and half a glass of rum while he thinks.

Then:

"You must be the doctor, Adele;
With face fair as a porcelain shell.
You sewed up my heart when a bullet were shot
Thus delaying my journey to hell."

It didn't quite work, meter-wise. Pity.

[fleurdesel]

"We're stuck in a place called Luceti
With wings of all things and a sharp fee
Here we are stuck and far out of luck
Till we find a way to break free."

She didn't much care for the reminder of his blood on her hands. Stitching up her friends always left her a little unsettled- but with rum enough she's able to weather it. "How's the scar?"

[all7seas]

"...You just want my shirt off, don't you?" Oh, women. Women women women, they were all after the same thing, really. He didn't mind. He'd be their toy if he had to. Some men were born to greatness; others had greatness thrust upon them; and others were pure eye-candy and could revel in it.

[fleurdesel]

"Oh merde you've found me out." Were her tone any drier she'd be in need of a drink. Actually? She is. Another glass of rum goes down. "That's why I've accepted your invitation to while away the hours over mugs of rum. I'm waiting for the moment where you are too tipsy to defend your virtue and then I intend to prey upon it."

[all7seas]

"I'm tipsy now. Oh so tipsy. So terribly, terribly tipsy." Lies. He's way beyond tipsy.

[fleurdesel]

"So I ought to prey now, or after we've finished the rum?" Either is appropriate.