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etcelsior2015-08-22 08:10 pm
maskormods) wrote in etcelsior2015-08-22 08:10 pm
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The power is in your hands
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 as if they have been refurbished in the past few months -- something happened in here some time ago. Something big.
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 and a pamphlet. 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 city of Heropa is what one might expect from a small, bright and cheery place. The locals are friendly enough and local shop owners might offer a free drink to help cool you down in this awfully nauseating heat. Some of the locals might thank you for always lending your service to the nation and others might not say anything. In fact, some people might back away from any imPort who quite obviously looks like they aren't from around the neighborhood. Once in a while there's a look of disdain on someone's face and hushed voices. Something about "the outbreak" and "the government's gotta crack down on their medical files". "Some of them can't be right in the head" says another.
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 normally known for being a little more on the apathetic side, but there's been tension in the atmosphere lately. Nobody will outright state what it is that's rustled their jimmies, though you might find a newsstand with articles on recent and aggressive vigilante behavior within the city. "ImPorts: loyal to the cause of their own?" reads one newspaper article.
People are not as friendly in this city and go out of their way to avoid walking down the same sidewalk as the more obvious looking imPorts pass through. Local cops say nothing, but they scowl at those imPorts and utter something about "no badges" and "acting like authority figures".
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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There. You gonna stop freaking out on me now?
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Jesus, man. You act like this is your first time at the rodeo.
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They like unfamiliar faces, and it's been a while since anyone's seen ya.
[ There just might be a lecture incoming, Rocket. Where have you been, young man?! No note? No message? Not so much as a wave?! ]
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The hell do you mean "it's been a while"?
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[ on today's episode of misunderstanding the question-- ]
That's five months Terran time, just so you know. Which is a long damn time.
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What? Dude. No. You were here just--
[ A pause, and his expression doesn't quite soften, but it certainly loses some of its edge. ]
--You don't remember, do you.
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You wanna fill me in?
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We're getting a drink first. There's a bar a couple blocks away. C'mon.
[ You'd better keep up, because Peter is turning away and heading in the direction he had indicated. ]
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[ He's keeping up, though he's got to walk a whole lot faster to do it ]
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[ The bar in question is, predictably, not some place where someone of any repute would drink -- which is exactly why Peter likes it. That, and the patrons and staff here seem to be pretty jaded toward the whole imPort thing, which is why they don't so much as glance their way when Peter and Rocket enter.
He claims a stool at the bar, orders a couple of beers for them. That done (and once Rocket has, I dunno, shimmied his way up to a seat of his own), Peter turns to him. ]
Just got here, right? Like, today?
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He does have to shimmy his way up, and once he's settled, he casts a glare around the room on the off chance that someone has it in their heads to make a comment about that little display. Thankfully, no one seems to care. ]
Yup. Got a buncha files shoved at me, a new glowy tattoo on my wrist, and kicked out the front door without so much as a "good luck, go".
What I'm not gettin' here is you. I literally just saw you, but here ya are, actin' like you been here for ages already.
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cuz that's how you get lifted and carried around like a baby
The bartender -- a grim-faced man who seems the type of guy who was probably born with a five o'clock shadow -- slides two mugs of beer their way, and Peter offers a nod of thanks. ]
Don't ask me how it works. All I know is, the Porter thing. The machine that brings us all in? Doesn't seem too fussed about time and space or common sense.
Like, I've been here since January, but then it popped me back home for a bit. Then it brought me back. For funsies, or something? I dunno.
Looks like it did the same to you.
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Rocket gives the contents of the mug a sniff, and it seems... beer-like, at least. Earth stuff is going to take a little getting used to, but he likes to think he can be pragmatic. ]
Okaaay. But do you remember bein' here?
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Yep.
When I got back, anyway. Didn't remember a single thing when I was on the ship, though, with you guys.
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I mean, you might still be, but that's got nothin' to do with this place.
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Yeah, well, you hang out with me, so what's that say about you?
[ possibly that Rocket is also crazy, but that's a foregone conclusion. ]
The Porter give you any cool shit?
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I dunno. Maybe? Haven't had the chance to try it out yet.
What do you got?
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Well. The music thing isn't impressive, so that can go without saying. Most of the people he sort of trusts know he can teleport, but only a couple of people know about the voice thing -- and he's been saving that one specifically for pranks. But, seeing as how it's Rocket, and the guy will find out sooner or later anyway-- ]
Teleportation. And I can change my voice, make me sound like whatever or whoever I want.
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Star-Lord's the best damn guy I've ever met. Also, I'm an asshole and I'm totally the lame one and owe Quill, like, three drinks on me. Just to congratulate him on his continued badassery.
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I do not sound like that.
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Aww, thanks, Rocket. You're a pal. And just so you know, I'm pretty sure that constitutes a legally binding verbal agreement.
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