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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.

Comments

Dandy Mott / American Horror Story

[affluenza]

[02]

[Dandy is more than happy to take pictures with anyone who wants one, and anyone who doesn't want one, for that matter. He's not inhuman looking, and his dress style isn't even entirely out of the ordinary here, but his wide-eyed look of wonder and tendency to jump and run the other way when he sees anything hovering give him away.

As soon as he realizes anyone is interested in taking a picture with him, though, he's downright shoving himself at the locals...and some of the not-so-locals, too.]

What about you? Do you want a picture, too?

[03]

[Dandy really wished he knew how to work that strangely advanced jukebox, because he wasn't really fond of whatever was playing. Didn't any of these people know what good music was? He had half a mind to get up there and start singing himself, but the other song would clash and absolutely ruin his performance.

While he was wearing an expensive suit and had his hair combed back like a proper gentleman (a proper gentleman of his time, at least) his meal of choice was nothing elegant: a chocolate milkshake with rainbow sprinkles, some dinosaur-shaped chicken tenders, and french fries. He bought the kids' meal so he could get the toy and crayons.

He sat alone at one of the long tables, coloring in the kids' menu page.]

02

[cephalalgic]

[While he relished the thought of gaining praise amongst his peers, should he have ever receive any for his work, Ruvik was not known for making public appearances. Like the hooded robe he wore to conceal his identity and hide several disfigurements that scarred his body, he preferred to keep away from the questioning stares and enjoyed working in secret behind the walls of the Krimson City institution.

So many strangers were smiling and waving at him as he walked past them on the streets of an unfamiliar port. He felt like a participant in a parade being rewarded for something he did not rightfully earn. Lowering his head further down and obstructing his features even more, Ruvik kept his gaze ahead and walked.

But he was not alone on these streets. Up ahead of him was another man. His attire, right up to his style of hair, spoke of a time not long after the beginning of the Cold War. Grinning, the man was approaching the citizens willingly. Happily. Even took photos with them. The man then turned around and asked Ruvik if he had wanted a picture taken with him.

Ruvik stared at him before answering with one word;]

No.