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[maskormods]

TEST DRIVE MEME

Considering apping into MASK OR MENACE? Want to dip your toes into the setting and get a feel of whether your character will fit into it? Or maybe you're just cruising and want to play around? Then you've come to the right place!

Pick any of the following scenarios below or feel free to make up your own, but don't be afraid to throw yourself at anyone's thread, either!

And remember to have fun!

01. Your memory is hazy and you might feel increasingly frustrated or anxious, or maybe you're excited as soldiers march past, barely glimpsing you. One second you're somewhere underground, the next you're enveloped in blue light, and suddenly you find yourself directly under Flordia sun's bright and burning glare. A female soldier steps toward you with a wide smile on her face and directs you to a car, ready to debrief you. You realize you are not the only one, surrounded by equally confused or eager faces... and you're all sporting a digital tattoo on your wrist.

02. Welcome to Cape Canaveral, where the smell of the ocean is in the air and locals are more than pleased to see new imPorts roaming their streets. They wave, they cheer, they ask for pictures as politely as they can. The more inhuman you look, or if you're wearing a costume, the more likely locals are to approach. Hey, enjoy the moment! The popular malt shop is offering you a free drink if you need it.

03. The technology in this world is certainly something. The cars are clearly modeled after popular 50s cars, but they hover several feet above the ground as they drive down the street. There are digital jukeboxes in restaurants, motorcycles also hover through traffic, advertisements can be seen on a digital projector on the taller buildings. Even kids on skateboards appear to drift a safe ten feet off the ground while playing!

04. Wherever you are, you can hear the loud revving of an engine, distance at first before you finally see it: a hovercar bursting around the corner, going beyond the maximum speed limit and just barely making its sharp turn. It doesn't appear to be slowing down any time soon, not with two police cars trailing it... and uh oh. Those skateboarding kids don't have much time to get out of the way as the car comes speeding down the road. You've been brought here for a reason Hero — so you better act fast.

Comments

[databoner]

[On the other hand, here's a guy who looks like he knows exactly what's going on. Clothes would suggest fellow import, by how strange they are in comparison to a normal shirt and jeans. He's in the middle of rapid-fire texting, but he'll pause for Ema's sake.]

That depends. What do you want to know? You really ought to have your real question figured out before you go harassing people on the street.

[If Ema gets the vibe that the guy she's talking to is kind of a dick... well. Bet your money on that one.]

[snackingintensifies]

[Things Ema doesn't feel like dealing with today: smartasses.]

This is why I hate kids. [She says it more to herself than Inumuta.] No respect.

[As she says all this while he's standing there. And also seems somewhat uninterested in talking to him now, looking around for other people to bother.]

[databoner]

[WOW!!]

And this is why I hate stuck up adults racing on their way towards their thirties. No acknowledgement that perhaps if they have a question they want an answer to, they need to ask politely. But sure, go ahead and wander around for a few more hours, asking random passerbys- who will more likely than not be regular citizens who have no information of value- I'm sure that waste of your time will prove fruitful eventually.

[snackingintensifies]

[Sorry, were you saying something?

She's taken a bag of some kind of snack food from her bag and she's industriously munching on it. All she hears is "blah blah blah I'm a smartass twelve-year-old."

After a moment she says,] I wonder if they have Snackoos in Florida.

[databoner]

...

They do.

[snackingintensifies]

[Congratulations, Inumuta, you said something worthy of her attention.]

Do they? Maybe this won't be so bad after all. [Munch munch munch.] Snackoos and no fop. Not such a bad deal.

[databoner]

Would you like to know where they stock it?

[snackingintensifies]

...Sure.

[databoner]

[A pause. He seems to be doing some figuring in his mind, because of how he kind of zones out. One of his abilities is location tracking, after all.]

...

I'm afraid I can only give longitude and latitude locations. The coordinates are 48.067522, 12.862291 .

[snackingintensifies]

[Ema stares.

She reaches into the bag.

She flicks a Snackoo at his forehead.]

[databoner]

What the hell was that for!!

[DON'T FLICK FOOD AT HIM!!]

[snackingintensifies]

You're annoying me.

[He asked.]

Can't you just answer a question normally?

[databoner]

I answered it the best I could within my abilities. It's my ability to find locations. You should be thanking me, or looking up the coordinates on your phone.

[This has all been a lead up to a joke. A stupid joke. The fact she isn't falling for it pisses him off even more.]

[snackingintensifies]

[Jokes are not scientific and thus outside the short list of things she cares about.]

Look up the coordinates on my phone?

[Her phone is a Jurassic era flip phone and she hasn't touched the new one and she's cursed with Ace Attorney technology incompetence, you can't expect her to know these things.]

[databoner]

Nevermind. Don't bother.

[The joke is ruined. Your phone is too old. He's ashamed he's even wasted this much time on this.]

[snackingintensifies]

This is why you should just answer questions, kid.

[Back to snacking.]

[databoner]

I'm not going to help a lazy girl continue to be lazy.

[snackingintensifies]

Homicide detective. [That's the correction she goes for instead of her age.]

If you're not going to help me, I'll just be on my way.

[databoner]

Then on your way you go.