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etcelsior2015-10-24 01:05 pm
maskormods) wrote in etcelsior2015-10-24 01:05 pm
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SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS
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. A snippy voice wonders aloud: "My taxes are going to their parties and other expenses? When are they going to do something for us for a change?"
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 and an incident involving gas. "Biological warfare... we sure some of them haven't defected?"
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 mutter under their breaths resentfully about "vigilantes". However, not all locals turn the other way seeing imPorts; some of them will offer a polite enough smile and compliment them for quick thinking at the last Swear-In. They don't stop to clarify what they mean, though.
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. With Halloween fast on the approach, many of them are offering pumpkin-flavored foods and beverages, and others are trying to get the more obvious looking imPorts to consider allowing local businesses to sell costumes of them.
then my eyelashes will flutter like an underclassman to her sempai
And hey, look, Lestat's going 100% on 'this person is human' and he's mildly attractive in an authoritarian sort of way, please don't ruin your lovely little teeth Dracula. Or, at least, he's interesting. And interesting is good enough to catch Lestat's attention in this world full of lovely little mortals who are willing to overlook the pale skin and the cold hands for the chance to meet an actual imPort.
God, this was better than being a rock star. ]
My palette is a little bit more...exquisite than sweets and malts. [ and this is accompanied by a small little smile like he's telling a joke only he knows the answer to. It's blood. He's talking about blood. ] Alas, the only knowledge I have about these rotting piles of tooth decay is hearsay.
don't you mean..............cynpai
In that, we share. [Ohoho look who else does that inside joke smile as well, little do they know how shared their tastes are. It's all ha-ha internally now, though; let Dracula be seen as someone who's just amused by the entire world, that's okay (and isn't completely wrong).] The little ones appear to be quite fond of them, however. Perhaps they are more of a babe's drink. Does your hearsay speak on this?
[He gestures (with the hand holding his cane, of-fucking-course he does) to a table...full of teenagers. Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen at most. Definitely "babes" to someone his age, and that mirror image "the joke is mine and mine alone" smile is back on his face, more muted this time around.]
i already went for one low hanging joke, I need to save SOME of my dignity
and rude, he's the only one who can do the little ha-ha internal joke smile. Lestat isn't pouting, but a brief flash of annoyance crosses his face. It's perfectly fine when he lets other people out of the loop, but when he's let out of the loop? Not cool, Dracula. (And also, little ones? Teenagers were a tad too young for his taste, but little ones. How curiously patronizing.) ]
It's something sweet, of course the children like it. [ Children always liked sweets, that's a fact of nature. ]
what's dignity among friends!?
Marvelous. Despite this new world, some things remain a constant. Unchanging. [He looks back at his company, STILL SO AMUSED BY EVERYTHING EVER, and finally deigns to extend his hand like he's some normal dude instead of, you know, lunatic royalty.] I am Dracula. A pleasure.
[His English is good, the accent flaring up only on certain syllables. Nothing too heavy. Until he says his name, of course. Dracula is a name that commands proper pronunciation, damn it.]
dignity's for loserrrrrrrs
Nooooope. Nope.
All thoughts of 'let's figure out what this guy's deal is because babes?' has just vanished from his thoughts. Lestat can't help but bust out laughing as Dracula introduces himself because really, Dracula? Pull the other one, as they said nowadays. ]
like this icon here
Are you ill?
[There are only two options for hysterical, abrupt laughter: madness or womanhood. Thanks, Stoker.]
classy classy classy
I'm afraid that if anyone's ill, it's you, my friend. [ he's still smiling, but now Lestat's wiping away nonexistent tears of laughter because he's just that over the top. ] If you're going to pick an alias, choose a better one.