etcelsior | 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.

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[It doesn't take long for Hiccup to notice the change in weather. Because Vikings don't exactly bask in heated weather, namely because it's not exactly familiar. He hadn't minded it at all at first but after spending weeks in a place that didn't head into the negatives on a thermometer, he realized he's missed his nine months of winter. So when he senses that chill, he's a bit relieved even if he isn't wearing the proper clothes for it, having gotten used to being more casual in jeans and a t-shirt.

Toothless has a little more to complain about when the sudden drop of temperature in the air makes the fountain cool down, forcing the fish he'd been attempting to claw at swim down far away from the surface.

Chuckling at his whimpering dragon, Hiccup shakes his head as he turns, muttering a come on, bud, just as he notices something slip to the floor.]

Uh, hey, wait, you — ! [Calling out to the stranger with the white hair, he stumbles over, leaning down to grab at the fallen file just as his eyes catch the name on it: Jack Frost. Jack Frost. It almost seems familiar, as Hiccup repeats the name in his head, rising up from the ground as his mind thinks on it.]

Jokul Frosti ... ?

[ He's busy saying goodbye to a bunch of kids who now have armfuls of snowballs to run around with in the Florida sunshine (that's definitely a good idea, shut up) when he hears his name, and then the one that stuck in his throat the first time he read about it. A Jack Frost long, long before he came around.

Blue eyes widen at the taller man holding ... oh, shit, the file. Feeling like exercising a little showmanship, a crackle of ice rushes ahead of his feet as he slides over, hand out. ]

That'd be me, yeah, and that'd be mine. Thanks. Myth buff?

[He gets distracted by the surprise of the name enough that he almost doesn't notice the white haired stranger approach. Eyes switching between the file and fairly icy blue eyes as he still tries to register the identity, he finally gives it up, setting it in the held out hand.]

Uh, not quite. Maybe. I've heard stories about you. I mean, him. You? I'm not really sure if — are you really Jokul Frosti?

[Not that he'd be surprised by it. He's met Thor. He's met Loki. There were bound to be more identities he's only ever heard stories about wandering through this city.]

[ It's his old myth, it is. It is. There's barely anything out there about him and he adopted it long ago, just because it proved someone knew he existed and for a long time it didn't matter when. Proof that people cared enough about him to see him? I'll take it, he'd thought during that dark time, and now sees no reason to relinquish his claim on it. ]

You can just call me Jack, you know. Less of a mouthful.

[ So he won't be debating it. ]

Jack. [He finally says, and it definitely is easier to say, and allows him to accept the idea even faster than he probably already would've. So much more was real here, so physically normal that it was hard not to just shrug and say okay to every bizarre god or spirit that came around and introduced themselves.

He gives a short laugh finally, taking it for what it is.]

Based on what I know about you, I'm gonna say this — [He gestures around with a knowing grin, indicating the current cooling weather.] — is all you?

Probably. I wasn't paying attention, it does that sometimes.

[ At least it's not snowing, that's always a mite embarrassing whenever it happens. Luckily, the fountain nearby is just starting to crackle over with ice-floes. ]

Based on what you know about me, huh. [ That certainly earns a sidelong squint, a grin starting to pull at his lips in building excitement. ] I wasn't aware I was already a talking point here, what do they say?

[ Because since everyone here can see him, obviously that's how they know of him. Yep. Logic. ]

[It's kind of odd telling a spirit stories about themselves, but he knows from talking with Loki how situations are kind of different on either side, with stories sometimes bending away from the real truth sometimes.]

That you're the son of Kári, the wind, except that you're very mischievous in doing your own thing, blowing snowstorms everywhere. That's about the gist of it, right?

[There were numerous different kinds of stories revolving the entity, but there's no reason to go so in-depth now, especially when he's distracted by a frustrated dragon, growling as he tries clawing at the bits of ice in the fountain, clearly in his way.

Hiccup turns to the Night Fury, raising a brow with a chuckle.] Come on, bud. Just claim defeat.

[ He wishes he could have found books with this sort of stuff written down. ]

About the gist, yeah ... [ Jack grins at the sight of the dragon, hopping up on the breeze to soar over to the fountain and land on the water, freezing it under his light footsteps.

Leaning on his staff, he peers down at the Night Fury. ]

You could always just blast it, y'know.

sure, jan

2b i don't wanna be here get me out

hiccup's mantra tbh

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this only took me three hours

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