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[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 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?

Comments

Mr. Nobody | The Doom Patrol

[herr_niemand]

01

[Ah yes, arrivals to another world. Time for another round of angst and existential slogging, right? Afraid not.

Already there's a tension given Mr. Nobody's...unconventional appearance. But as he's ushered out, the strange man doesn't help matters by intrinsically dropping his folder to the ground.]

Ah yes. Solar radiation, it does a body good.

[Maybe some other people would 'cooperate' but Mr. Nobody would rather fashion himself a paper hat from his brochure.]

Right then. Since I'm here I might as well waste time. Take me to the nearest party store and THEN bring me to the nearest missile silo! It's time we redecorate~

[Perhaps making this kind of talk in front of military personnel was ill-advised, but such is the life of Mr. Nobody.]

05

[Mr. Nobody need only arrive to this town and he got all the attention he wanted. Oh yes people stared. More than that there were murmurs of what is it and uh.... Some people didn't bother to say anything and just let their wide-eyed looks of confusion do the talking before they went on with what they were doing. And boy did Mr. Nobody THRIVE on it.

He thrived on being an absurdity amongst this hum drum crowd of gawking yokels. So what do you do with a crowd? Well first you egg, but after that you perform.

The abstracted man takes a step on the nearest chair to give an impromptu speech. Were did this chair come from? What was it's purpose? Such are the mysteries of life.]

It was just now that I arrived and all around I see is booooring.

Well, I've fix that, break it, and then some! All you have to do is join my merry little band and say goodbye to a job, a meaningful source of income, and goodbye to those Thanksgiving dinners!

I'm starting a brotherhood, you see! For the lost and misbegotten! For all the forgotten little people whose names are never on license plates.

All I ask is that you give up your common sense! What do you say?

[Already there's just murmurs of confusion and disgruntlement. Ah, music to his ears.]