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maskormods) wrote in etcelsior2015-01-30 02:34 pm
sure, jan
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.
Snotlout Jorgenson | How to (sort of) Train Your Dragon
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[Off to the side of the malt shop a crowd's started gathering. It's full of children and teenagers and the odd overly excited adult but around its fringes are people a whole two seconds away from calling the cops. Or animal control. Or something that would be able to deal with the rather large and terrifying dragon lounging on the sidewalk, his tail curved out into the street and his head attempting to small gate separating the outdoor seating for the malt shop from the rest of the street. There's a kid there staring wide-eyed and letting her malt melt, so you better believe Hookfang is determined to relieve her of it.
In front of the seemingly lazy dragon is a kid decked out in furs and leather. Hell, he's even topped off with a viking helmet. He's somehow managed to find a crate to stand on and has his hands thrown out in front of him.]
Think you have what it takes to ride a mighty and powerful Monstrous Nightmare? Don't worry people, everyone will probably have a turn. Though if you don't get in the front of the line I can't guarantee he'll still be in a good mood. Now- let's talk offers. The better they are, the closer to the front you'll be!
[Surprisingly, at least a dozen hands immediately pop up]
3 kinda i guess
[ WHAM
The sound of someone - or something - hitting the side of something solid reverberates up and down the street. Car horns suddenly blare, people are yelling, and there's the crunching sound of heavy footprints against the pavement. Just around the corner, you'll find a dragon walking up and down the middle of the street, poking his head into the doors of the various stores he passes, investigating the city with seemingly insatiable curiosity.
But there, suspended about two stories up by a flagpole stuck down the back of his jacket, is what seems to be an angry young man - if the flailing and yelling is anything to go by.]
HOOKFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!!
or wildcard!
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Hey, now! Was that your pet cat that just turned the corner?
[ The huge dragon crashing and thundering about, yes. Hi, Snotlout, enjoy Jack surfing his staff in front of you. Sup, bruh. ]
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Hey! He's not a- how- how are you- H-Hookfang!
[It's amazing, how Snotlout is somehow combining wariness with anger]
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Don't worry about it. You need a hand down or are you all about hanging out here today? I don't know if you've already made plans, I wouldn't wanna crash them ... Wow, that'd be awkward. You're clearly having a moment here.
[ A chattering chatterer who amusedly chatters. ]
Want me to lure your dragon back?
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[Okay weird floating magic man aside (he will deal with that LATER) it's high time that Snotlout starts wiggling and flailing again. He was making progress before Jack showed up tyvm.]
This is - HRGH - all - HRNFNRGH - going to - NNF - plan - NRNRNRNRNRRRR.
[Look! He moved a whole zero inches!!!]
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[ Back-wheeling head-over-heels with a laugh, he shoots a blast of frost at the ground, building it up into a ramp. Slide. Thing. ]
Hold on, tough guy, don't wriggle yourself into a splat on the sidewalk just yet ...
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[Snotlout yells to the dragon who's just turned back onto their street, cheerfully running after a few passing birds and paying literally no attention to the plight of his rider.]
...stupid dragon. [Snotlout grumbles as Hookfang disappears around the corner again.]
2 SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAMS
He imagines it might be one of the hidden ones he believes to be in this world, convinced that they should exist here, just simply out of sight from the public. So filled up with excitement, he soars down to where the crowd begins to form, curious for the meeting until — ]
Snotlout!?
[Okay, now that's the last person he expects. With Toothless sliding onto the asphalt, Hiccup makes to quickly unhook his leg from the saddle, hopping off and along the street, squeezing past the crowd, with his dragon following behind with a tilted head and a confused expression.]
Snotlout! What are you doing here!? How — how did you get here?
8DDD
And Snotlout? Well, he's standing on his podium with a brand new sweatshirt tied around his neck like a cape, a shell necklace or ten around his neck, a few giant dollarstore rings with plastic gemstones strung onto the horns of his helmet, and a rather nice walking stick in hand, immediately being pointed at Hiccup.]
Nuh-uh. No way, I have dragon rights here. [He taps his new staff on the ground and sniffs importantly.]
So if you can't offer anything to top Hilda - [He gestures to the little five year old girl cheerfully collecting coins in a baseball cap from the people in the front of the crowd. How Snotlout keeps getting people to trade their kids (or, in this case, annoying younger siblings) away to him is anyone's guess.] - back of the line!
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Hello.
[ She greeted the dragon while all the shouting kept everyone else preoccupied. When she reached out and gingerly stroked along the base of one of its' horns she was surprised with how warm the dragons' scales were. The dragon was either to lazy or indifferent to care it was being petted. ]
Working hard? I don't suppose you talk like the other dragons.