sure, jan

[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

2b!

[heavyhitter]

[ Sure, she'll return it! She'll definitely return it, being the upstanding citizen that she is. But not before slinking away to go take a seat not too far off and read through everything (once she realizes that he's definitely not going to notice her scraping together those pages, anyway).

What she sees is definitely worthy of an eyebrow raise, and becomes the only reason she actually does decide to return it, rather than just toss it or see what the going price for a genuine imPort file is. The 318 year old Spirit of Winter sounds like a great guy to have a chat with. She heads over, already smiling brightly, and doesn't mind at all sliding into whatever conversation he's in the middle of. ]

Hey! So, weather phenom. What's that even mean?

[icy]

[ Blanching when he hears that, something that only Old Hills ever called him by, he stares at the stranger for a moment before a wide white grin cuts into place as he paces over, blue eyes flicking to the pages in her hand. Ah. ]

It means you clearly know who that belongs to, ma'am. Can I take that back?

[ Glancing behind, since he isn't sure where along the way he lost it. Whoops. ]

[heavyhitter]

Sure!

[ She says it brightly, in the kind of tone someone would use if they were about to hand it over... then gives no sign of doing so. It stays half folded over in one hand. ]

Is Overland actually a middle name?

[icy]

It's a long story. [ Dismissed too, since it merits more than a casual chat in the street with a stranger. Jackson still doesn't sound exactly right.

He folds up that page and stuffs it away at the back, rolling up the file to put in his hoodie. ] Just Jack is fine. What's your name, sorry?

[heavyhitter]

[ Stupid evasive, squirmy answers. But Ramir's playing the part of cheerful and good spirited, so the smile doesn't break. ]

Alrighy, Jack Overland Frost. [ She eases a corner of the file open, glancing down at it again. Two can play at ignoring questions. ] Seriously, though. I'd love seeing a Spirit of Winter at work. Wanna do a demo?

[icy]

Just Jack Frost, if we're getting into specifics.

[ Man, that file is going to have to suffer a thorough ice-burn if this is the flak he gets for his past biting him in the ass. He turns his body to the side, keeping the file out of reach of her sticky fingers. ]

We're in a southern hotspot here, pretty sure people don't want a bunch of slush to wade through when it all melts. Sorry, but who are you?

[heavyhitter]

[ The smile finally drops off as she rolls her eyes and folds both arms over her chest. This guy is way less free with information than she'd been hoping for. ]

Why would I tell you if you won't gimme anything?

[icy]

What?

[ Give him a moment to process that demand and blink through it. ]

You just read my file, I don't think a name is too much to ask. [ Eyeing her a little edgily now, what the heck. He hasn't spoken to the vast majority of the world in three centuries but he's more than a little sure this isn't how conversations are supposed to go. ] Do you just let people make up nicknames for you all the time? Jeez, lady. Relax.

[heavyhitter]

[ She frowns for a second — right up until the grin is back again. ]

Good point. [ And like nothing at all happened, she thrusts out a hand for a handshake. ] I'm Ramir. With the power to win any arm wrestling competition I enter. So now we're even!

[icy]

That's ... an insane power, but okay, I'm not gonna question it. [ Snorting a laugh, he slings his staff across his shoulders. ] Are you new too?