[kill bill sirens]

[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 someone else's thread, either!

And remember to have fun!

01. Your memory might be a haze still and you might even feel frustrated or anxious by the sudden news that you are no longer in your own world and that the Porter scientists and military cannot send you back. You don't get a chance to linger long in the underground Porter lab, but something is clearly amiss; light patches on the floor indicate something else used to sit in that spot in the room. Parts of the wall, floor and the tables look recently refurbished -- something happened in here not too long ago.

You're ushered out quickly and then suddenly, you're enveloped in a faint blue blue light before you find yourself under the bright Floridian sun. Another soldier steps toward you with a smile, directing your attention to a car near a large gate. She mentions she'll be debriefing you soon, handing out a brown folder. You don't see the digital tattoo on your wrist, but it's quickly explained on your way over to the car as you realize there are other confused faces nearby, all holding files of their own.

02. According to the soldiers, a domestic terrorist attack is the reason why the cheery and small city of Heropa is still under some major reconstruction. For a small city, the amount of outside help called in for reconstruction and repairs has made it livelier than it normally is. Construction workers on coffee breaks wave to the most obvious looking imPorts, some will even salute you. "We couldn'a done away with those bastards if it weren't for good folk like you," they say.

Wherever you go, locals are pleasant and courteous enough, sometimes stepping forward to ask for a quick photo or autograph. Every now and then, however, anyone who is so obviously an imPort will find a local backing away from them nervously, pulling their child back with them before closing a door.

03. De Chima, Virginia, while it suffered some damage to its downtown area, never slowed down for a second. For a large city with a bustling population and booming economy, it's quieter than one would expect for it to be, too. If you're trying to avoid the awestruck crowds, you might be able to thanks to everyone ducking under umbrellas and buildings due to heavy rainfall today, provided you aren't letting it slip you're a newcomer to this world. If you're not exactly human-looking or wearing clothes that very much scream medieval ages (or distant future), sorry. There's a high chance the kids are going to crowd you in excitement.

Some locals seem less enthused to see you. They never make an approach, but they can be overheard scoffing and muttering something about cameras. "Who do they think they are?" or "I don't like it... it reminds me of the government corruption back in the eighties." What could they be talking about?

04. Maurtia Falls, Pennsylvania, has, as always, avoided any major or minor damages. Ask about the Hornets or the recent fights between imPorts and the locals will shrug. Don't get them wrong; they're glad those damn Hornets have been dealt with, but they don't want to discuss politics. Try asking the local imPort Ambassador. What's his name? Ryan? Revan? They don't offer any more information. Naturally for a big city, the people are somewhat aloof in nature. You might even notice the police are just the same, turning their heads the other way when two shady figures exchange fat wads of cash at the street corner. Did the police just drive away in their hovervehicle without bothering to observe what those two were up to? They sure did.

05. Nonah, North Carolina, is the liveliest of all cities. It's loud, busy and there's some kind of energy in the air that gets everyone buzzing with excitement. Anyone who they come to determine an imPort is bombarded with all sorts of offers; job offers, advertising gigs, spokesperson for advocating children stay in school, etc. Anything and everything! You name it. Shops offer discounts for food and clothing, whatever they need. People flock in droves with questions, but they all say the same thing. Thank you for your service to this country, Hero. You saved a lot of lives. Wow, feels great to be a hero, doesn't it?

Comments

[kitsuenay]

Wow, way to be ghostcist. [He snorts. But he doesn't seemed to bothered at the moment by it because she is in awe of him and that's pretty cool.] I just . . . do it. Like you do the walking through things thing, can you easily explain how you do that?

[enternet]

We do not know this terminology, ghostcist.

Of course. Because we are only a sensory projection of human physiology, we can selectively mute the module that functions to create physical mass! In this way, we can pass through what would otherwise appear to be impassable.

[kitsuenay]

[He just....stands there, with one flaming finger up in the air, as she says all those words that he thinks must mean something but heck if he knows what. After she's done speaking, there's a beat of silence from him, then he says in an awkward monotone:] I...I just make fire. [He holds up all his fingers and they all alight, face still blank.]

[enternet]

[Encouragingly,] And it's very impressive.

[kitsuenay]

Thank you. [That gets him out of the brain melt her explanation had caused him, and he smiles again, shaking out the fire from his hand. He stepped away from the wall, his tail wagging a bit.] So, if you aren't a ghost--which are real, by the way--what're you?

[enternet]

[She shakes her head. Cheerfully,] When you die, the neural impulses that make you you simply cease! There is no afterlife, and your body will be digested. So, there are no ghosts, only corpses!

We are a virus of artificial intelligences! We are N-strain, N-12. You may call us En.

[kitsuenay]

Gosh, I sure hope there's aren't any ghosts around to hear you say that. That's so hurtful! What if you heard someone saying that, uh, virus of artificial intelligences don't exist, huh? [Beat, then scratches his chin.] Which I think is pretty much true back home.

[enternet]

Then we would simply prove them wrong by our obvious existence! Do you have artificial intelligence back home?

[kitsuenay]

Hmmmm...no...I mean, sorta? Like, here. [He reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out something that looks like an iPhone, but the casing is furry and has tiny cat ears and a tiny tail. He turns the screen to her and there's even a tiny, super cute cat face where the camera lens would usually be. The screen, at least, is a screen.] This meows and purrs and stuff.

[enternet]

Artificial intelligence, not artificial silliness.