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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.

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[songcrafter]

Until the end of days, Namo.

[He'll let you guess what he means by that. >D

He's noticed the lack as well. And is less than pleased by it, though it might have it's advantages. For once, he'd just have to wait and see for himself what would happen.]

[doomsyou]

[It's very rare or anyone to ever catch Námo off guard. This is one of those rare moments, the younger of the two staring in disbelief as his heart beats hard and fast in his chest.]

That-

[It's also rare for him to ever really be struck speechless. Even if he is the one among the Valar that speaks only when he really needs to when it comes to important matters.]

[songcrafter]

[Dad manages it though.

Eru let a wider smile appear to start defusing the panic he can see in his son, and reaches out to rest a hand on Namo's shoulder.]

It is not yet that time. Perhaps close, perhaps not. Only the passage of time here will tell.

[doomsyou]

[That was cruel. For all the work and care they'd put into the world, he would hate for it to end after only a few ages. For a moment, he almost pouts at his fathers smile and then starts to calm as Eru places his hand on his shoulder.]

The second age has only just ended. I can still see another age, two at least, to come.

[songcrafter]

[Maybe a little. He's not said to be the kindest though.

Eru left his hand there for a moment, waiting for Namo to settle a little before pulling back.]

At the least, yes. It may be different here.

[He's already noticed how he's watched over more than Melkor and now Namo. But he also won't say as much.

... Sorry for no warning?]

[doomsyou]

[But to tease one of his own sons? Terribly cruel. Some people might believe Melkor's rumors.

He sits still for a moment, closing his eyes and willing himself to try to see this world and its fate, any part of its fate. Nothing comes though and he sighs almost in frustration.]

I can see nothing of this worlds fate.

[songcrafter]

[Yes. Melkor lies.

He let Namo sit and call upon what he could of his powers. The sigh already told him the answer, and a flick of fingers is his answer.]

Then we shall simply have to watch this world pass in it's natural order without seeing all before hand.

[doomsyou]

[The Children here don't know that though.

He looks to Eru, almost appalled. Watching the world pass as it should? He can't imagine living like that, knowledge of what's to come being so natural to him. It's like having one of his senses suddenly cut off.]

Like the Children?

[songcrafter]

[Yet.

Eru knows, and understands. He doesn't like it either, but it still holds a certain... fascination for him.]

Yes. While you are here, think of yourself closer to them than ever before.

[... He's trying to help? Ish?]

[doomsyou]

[It's obvious that it doesn't hold the same fascination with his grim son. He deals with the souls of the fallen, and briefly with mortal souls that pass through his halls to pass beyond but that's as close as he really ever comes.]

Closer than before. [He sighs and his gaze turns down to stare at his drink.]

I am already as close as I care to be. I have meddled in this worlds affairs, father. I saved the lives of two children who may well have been fated to die this day.

[songcrafter]

[Namo will always be his Doomsman. Eru won't hold the grimness against him. But then, Namo got it from him. Just as Melkor got his fury from him.

So.

Eru listens, of course. Thinking over repercussions and what that simple act could mean. Then turns his gaze to his wrist, where the strange tattoo was placed.]

Then you are doing precisely what you have been brought here to do.

[doomsyou]

Do we have that right though?

[Námo does the same, turning his wrist over and looking at the words shining there. Even with that mark though, he has to wonder. They've never meddled directly in the affairs of the Children except in rare circumstances. Like when they'd had to seal Melkor in the Void.]

I registered thinking this governments aid may be of use in some way.

[songcrafter]

Did you register with empty words and promises?

[Yes. That was a challenge. Gently spoken, but no less wondering.

Eru had played even smaller a role after showing the Ainur to Arda, and waking his Children. The number of times he'd stepped in could be counted on one human hand.]

[doomsyou]

No! [His answer comes quick. Námo's words, however dark they might often be, were never untruths. Among the Valar, he's probably the most honest.

That doesn't make him feel any less guilty for interfering though. He's spent ages with his brothers and sister, overseeing the world and its people without interfering. He's so accustomed to it that meddling in so small a matter now seems unnatural.]

Of course I didn't.

[songcrafter]

[The immediate reply was no surprise. Namo was not Melkor.]

Then you did precisely what you came here to do and there is little reason for guilt to weigh you down. Follow your instincts, your impulses. Give it time.

[doomsyou]

[Námo likes to believe he's nothing like Melkor. He had sung with the other Ainur, he didn't stop when others had been dismayed by Melkor's discord. He had stayed true to their fathers Song.]

I will try. [It's all he can promise after literally thousands of years of being set in their ways. Of having to be.]