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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"Old age"? [He gasps in mock offense, bracing a hand against his chest.] Are you calling me old? And we've only just met.

[A smirk breaks through his act; he moves back to her original point noting the fact that his way of speech is considered abnormal. Something more natural then.] But just how aggressive do I need to be? Should I start carrying a piece on me? Should I wear brass knuckles? Spiked couters? Surely there's something I can do to defend myself against such horrors.

Hey, I've put people I like way better into nursing homes. You better watch out.

[she points threateningly, although it's impossible to take her seriously with a smile that wide on her face.]

As for the kids, you can probably just clothesline them. They don't usually zoom by at about the right height, and you can always pretend it was an accident.

[Don't smile at him, he's trying not to like you.]

Ah, true, true. But then where's the fun in that? Sure, it's handy but is it creative? I think such an offense calls for a much more unusual punishment, myself.

[an impossible task. she's the most charismatic corpse you're ever going to run into.]

At the rate it happens you'd burn yourself out trying to get creative. Save it for the really obnoxious stuff, like people who honk at you while you're in a crosswalk.

Honk? Like-[He motions to his mouth, appalled.]-with their mouths? Whatever would compel them to do that?

[seriously rethinking the intelligence of this country. world. whatever.]

Mental illness, probably. I'm talking about with their car horns?

[she mimes someone leaning on their horn with her hand, an eyebrow quirked dangerously high. you're not doing so hot on the fitting in thing there, buddy.]

Ha. [That's a joke. He gets it. He's not completely clueless!

Coughing awkwardly, he glances away.] Oh. Right. Of course. I just-uh. Misunderstood.

Sure. It happens all the time.

[no, it doesn't, and her tone makes it abundantly clear that she's well aware of that. but hey, at least she's sort of navigating away from your embarrassment for the moment!]

So where were you headed before the hit and run?

[Well, shit. There goes that.]

Food.

[Of course, he doesn't realize that's where he was headed before he says it but-his stomach speaks noisily. He might as well.] I was looking for food. Haven't eaten for awhile.

[ah, food. Hazel regards him kind of sadly now, the expression strange for the topic and seemingly not having much to do with him in particular. she remembers herself after a moment and sort of blinks herself back to reality, shoving her hands into her pockets thoughtfully.]

...do you like donuts?

[Dough nuts? Coudl they even do that? Locke squints at the question as if it would bite.]

Something tells me my answer will flaunt my ignorance. I've no idea what you're talking about.

[there's a pause, and then Hazel can't help but give a mirthful snort. she starts walking, waving for him to follow with a hand.]

Ok, come on. I'll just get you some.

sure, jan

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wow where did that don't come from in that last tag gj self

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