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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?

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[ Good thing he's near the person to ask. The person who spins, squints, and then really squints at the person asking the question. Wasn't this the uh -- what was it...?

Gay Batman?

Yeah, it looked a lot like Gay Batman from that one comic he'd read that one time. Not a big deal, right? He schooled his expression, kept it level. Of course he did. He was used to lying about how much he knew. ]

You know, I'd say that's a weird question, but some of these worlds are fucked up. It's in DC.

[Looks over at him.]

I've learned not to take alternate universes for granted.

Good. I'm going to go up there and he--or she--and I are going to have a little chat.

Well, ah, I wouldn't recommend it.

[ A pause, and a half-smile, extending his hand. ] That's what people like me are for. I mean, it is the fucking president, and that's not someone you can just show up and say hi to.

Mitchell Hundred, ah, import ambassador for one of our cities.

[Scowls and just stares at the hand.

Great, this guy's a fucking politician.]

See, here's the deal, buddy. I don't feel like sitting around here until god knows when waiting for whatever it is you all kidnapped me for. So I'm going to go up there, we're having a little chat, and that way I'll be home in time to tuck my daughter in for the night and have sex with my husband while we watch Conan.

Right.

[ Totally unphased, thankfully. He only crossed his arms, and leaned against a wall. ] I mean, the most you're going to do is piss of an entire federal protection agency, get some name recognition with the FBI, and probably the NSA.

Which, I'm sure isn't exactly a concern. [ Eyes down to his toes, and then back up. Yep. Badass. ] At all. But -- it's a hell of a lot of wasted effort. I mean, no offense, but just rushing to piss off a bunch of politicians isn't going to get you back any faster than sitting around.

Or else we'd probably all have gone home by now.

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