sure, jan

[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

[thephix]

[She notices where Nikita moves, and rather than responding to her comment, she raises an eyebrow.]

I can put it out, if it bothers you.

[janebond]

[ Shaking her head, ]

I'm fine, just not used to it.

[thephix]

[Max nods, accepting that answer.]

May I ask where Wildflower originated?

[Some people are sensitive about this sort of thing, but Max is curious.]

[janebond]

[ She answers without hesitation; there's no reason to hide this. It's not as though Max knows Carla or can trace her. ]

Someone I [ loved like a mother ] knew chose it, because they save their strength for the right moment.

[thephix]

[Something like approval flickers in Max's expression; she doesn't think this woman needs any approval, but it's still a good name.]

It's a far nicer name than many I've heard.

[janebond]

[ She smiles. ]

And why Sphinx?

[ Not really a question she felt the need to ask: only so many reasons someone would pick a codename that belonged to a creature of mythology that ate those who failed its riddles. It just feels polite. ]

[thephix]

Sometimes the world needs monsters.

[Her answer always changes depending on who she's speaking to, but that never makes them lies, just different pieces of the truth.]

[janebond]

[ Something almost akin to sadness flickers in Nikita's expression. She doesn't answer immediately, just gets up to fetch them both glasses of water, and puts one near Max. When she sits, she crosses her legs under her, settles against the couch so that she's more relaxed. ]

What about this world?

[thephix]

That depends on how well the heroes do their job.

[There's no reason not to be honest here; Nikita might know Max's face now, but Max knows hers, and they both have something on the other.

She finds mutually assured destruction is always a good strategy.]

[janebond]

[ A simple, but sound strategy. Nikita sips her water almost idly, like Max has just told her it's about to rain. ]

They have enough firefighters. Time for a few hunters?

[ No person is an island, she and Max both have skills that'd benefit the other. ]

[thephix]

[Max hears the implied offer, the suggestion, and tilts her head curiously, regarding Nikita more thoughtfully as she takes a drag of her cigarette (she's let the ash spill on the floor, because she knows a disposable safe house when she sees one).]

I could be anyone.

[Why would Nikita offer to hunt with someone she barely knows.]

[janebond]

[ Wryly, ] Call it optimism.

[ Hardly. Trust is scarce and alien to her, but necessary for survival too. Max has had ample chances to kill her tonight, or call the cops or a cape, and she's done neither. There's always the risk of a long game but - I don't hurt women. As far as Nikita knows Max has no reason to destroy her, and thus she won't. ]

[thephix]

I'm hardly an optimist.

[But it isn't a no, and after a second Max switches the hand her cigarette is in, to offer her right hand to Nikita.]

Max Briest.

[It wouldn't have been hard to find out, really, but it's still a show of trust.]

[janebond]

[ She shakes it, firm. ]

Nikita.

[thephix]

Nice to meet you, Nikita.

[Mirroring their first introductions just to be a bit of a cheeky little shit.]

Now, are those guns for using or selling? If it's the latter, I may be able to help.

[janebond]

Pleasure's all mine.

[ This game, she likes. ]

Selling. What do you have in mind?