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etcelsior2015-05-23 07:06 pm
maskormods) wrote in etcelsior2015-05-23 07:06 pm
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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. The small, cheery city of Heropa is finishing some downtown construction work following an attack some months ago. There are enough construction crews still around and on break to wave and raise a cup of coffee in a salute to the most obvious imPorts. You might even be thanked for playing a role in saving the city from whatever happened.
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, is a large city with a healthy economy, and though it's quieter, there are just as many citizens awed at your presence. Heavy winds have people grasping at their newspapers and constantly brushing hair out of their faces, but that doesn't distract them from crowding you in excitement if you're obviously from a different time or world, or just let it slip that you're a newcomer. Children and young teenagers are especially likely to ask for an autograph and a photo.
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, is just fine as always. Ask the residents about their opinions on the recent two-block space that burned in a fire or the imPorts mixed up in the incident, and the locals will shrug. They're just not interested in talking 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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But then at the question, he just. Shrugs. ]
Yes? I dunno, man. I mean, physically-- [ His mind helpfully supplies, "Ken doll." ] Okay. Never mind physically. But, like. Intellectually? Emotionally?
[ there is a very high probability that Peter is just messing with the giant hulking robot. ]
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You're faced with what is clearly an advanced artificial intelligence, superior to all others in form and function... and your first question is...
Does he feel the need to 'get off'.
[Well that's a first. Ultron doing air quotes. Stark would be proud.]
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Astro Boy, he decides.
There are better questions, probably, like, "How were you created?" or "What are your intentions?" Maybe he should ask, "Are there more of you?" or "What year or planet are you from?" There are probably more apt questions for him to ask than this one.
At length, Peter leans against a lamppost and crosses his arms.
His answer is simply this: ]
Eeyup.
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[Ultron really, really doesn't need to sigh, but hey, he makes a game attempt, lifting a hand to his forehead, rubbing at the space between his optics. This is just... so sad. Is this what he's going to be reduced to here?]
As riveting a conversation as this is... surely you've got something better to do.
Somewhere else.
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I just wanted to see what such a highly intelligent piece'a' tech like you would be throwin' a tantrum about. 'Cause, seriously, it's like you're a little kid who just got told he couldn't have ice cream for dinner.
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[Seriously. Okay, it's more like just a waste of Ultron's time, but who's counting here?]
I prefer to describe it more as "an individual ripped from his world, and crudely robbed of a vital sense". Like if the creature before him had suddenly become minus his eyes.
By someone he despised.
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Can't you, like, go in for maintenance or something? Repairs? There're a lot of geniuses, here, that're good with tech.
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Who are you?
[Because your rambling is really familiar, and therefore, really annoying.]
I'm not some wheedling drone that can simply be rebooted.