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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.

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[He's not sure how he's alive either, to be frank. After all, he'd accepted he was going to die. There simply wasn't any question of it. It had simply been a matter of how much time he could buy so that Killua and Gon wouldn't.]

[Yet here he is, arm and all although that had been less of a surprise. It's the same hand he reaches down to rest in Killua's hair.]

[Yeah. He's here. He's alright.]

You did good. I'm glad to see you're alright. What about Gon?

[The hand in his hair is embarrassing, and most of his pride wants him to shove it away and mutter something in embarrassment. But honestly, he's so relieved that he can't bear to do that. He turns his head away just slightly, frowning as concern mixes with embarrassment.

This was him, right here. So why was his stomach still tight with doubt?]

...He's fine. The idiot isn't going to stop at anything to go back and save you. [Slowly, he turns back to face Kite, looking him over.]

I had to knock him out to run away. ...But how'd you survive? [Slowly, the realization sets in, and his eyes drift upwards to the arm touching his head. Wait--] Didn't...

[He reaches up to take it in his own hand and examine it.] Didn't you lose this?!

[Yeah, he remembers that much and the approval that had flickered through his mind before he'd focused on more dire matters. Everything after that is... fuzzy, the battle more a blur than clear, but he knows his limits. So he frowns when he hears what Gon wants to do.]

[They shouldn't go for his sake- but then his hand is being grabbed and Kite brings himself out of his own thoughts.]

Ah- I did, yeah. [He lets Killua inspect it all he likes. Kite's already done it himself and it's... normal, as far as he can tell, besides the telling scar hidden under his shirt.] It seems this country's military managed to reattach it before I woke up.

We should probably take the rest of this talk to somewhere not as out in the open.

[They'll get weird looks if they have more of this conversation right in the middle of the sidewalk, he's pretty sure.]

[His eyes widen in surprise at that, and though his mouth opens to question it, his mind catches up with Kite's suggestion. Right. They're out in the middle of crowds of people, and there were far too many reactions possible to this information.

He nods firmly, dropping Kite's arm and shoving both of his hands into his pockets. They can talk inside.]

Where should we go?

Have they assigned you a place to live yet?

[It's the simplest solution guaranteed privacy, after all, for them to go to either of their assigned houses. There are other places, but he hasn't had time to look through the entire town himself.]

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