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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?
WILDCARD; You say "try" as if he didn't let you live by reason of his own insanity.
[Now, how did you get this number?
Locus stares down at the phone, his curiosity peaked for a moment. The Freelancer is the last person he expected to make contact, so what's your reason Agent Washington? .... What are you after? If you knew he was here why risk showing your hand so early on.... Is it.... perhaps those simulation troopers you care so much about? Where they here? Your reckless behavior is never so obvious as when you try to protect them from their own foolishness. Interesting.]
Agent Washington.
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I thought I'd drop you a line. Didn't want you to think you'd gotten the upper hand whenever you saw me around the network.
[Just listen to that caustic sarcasm!]
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[He's long been done with this cat and mouse game.]
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You and Felix aren't the ones in control anymore. Don't count on having any of the advantages you're used to.
You're just as lost as we are. We're on even ground, here.
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[You and Felix.... you're just as lost as we are...
So... Felix is here too. Thank you for that piece of information. Who knows how long it might have taken him to find out himself. As for you and your men, he's now more than assured that at least one of them resides in this place. Is that what this is then? Your attempt at protecting them by hitting first?]
What a disappointment you've become Agent Washington.
[He's gained more insight in speaking with you, his enemy, than with any of the natives he's met thus far. Congratulations.]
I see your stay here has done little to improve your reckless behavior. Rushing at your enemy with a barely feasible plan in place, making groundless assumptions on matters you know nothing about.
[A disappointed tone.] You used to be a soldier to respect, Agent Washington. Now look at you. Your time with the simulation troopers has weakened you. This behavior of yours only makes you less palatable.
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That, and Felix is kind of loud.]
I'm only weaker if your definition of strength is being delusional and remorseless.
There's no employer here to hide behind, Locus. The things you do here are all your own choice. If you kill, that'll be on you. As a person -- not a weapon.
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.........
[Killing isn't the problem. Death brought on by his hands has never concerned him, it's the reason for it that's caused him so much doubt lately. It had been simple at first, a matter of survival which later became a profession, and now... he's not so certain.
His silence drags on longer than usual, and his next words come out in an entirely different tone, one less taunting with a more neutral tone.]
Don't mistake your assumptions for fact, Agent Washington. It is exceedingly clear that you don't understand at all.
[What makes you think he has any intention of attacking you or your sim-troopers? You said you took the time to study him? Did you learn nothing? Logic and order rules the criminally insane mercenary.]
I see I will have to explain myself. [A sigh.] With Control and Chorus out of the picture, I have no reason to continue our fight. Even if I kill you here, today, there would be nothing to gain. Yet, you point your threats, pretend to know my next move. [A taunt.] Who's the delusional one now Agent Washington?
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And you know that I can't believe that. After what you two did, I have to consider you a threat. Felix sure as hell is.
[And, now that he thinks about it, Felix would probably think it was funny to pay Locus to finish the job here the moment he finds out about this little sticky wicket.]
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I'm a professional, Agent Washington. I follow orders. If my words don't convince you, then that is your burden to bear, not mine.
[Don't worry, Felix will always be his partner, never employer. However, as you said before, they know each other too well. He doesn't have to pay him in order to get him to kill someone. He simply needs to appeal to his 'unique' mindset.]