QUIT RUNNING IN THE HOUSE

[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 anyone's thread, either!

And remember to have fun!

01. Your memory is hazy and you might feel increasingly frustrated or anxious, or maybe you're excited as soldiers march past, barely glimpsing you. One second you're somewhere underground, the next you're enveloped in blue light, and suddenly you find yourself directly under Flordia sun's bright and burning glare. A female soldier steps toward you with a wide smile on her face and directs you to a car, ready to debrief you. You realize you are not the only one, surrounded by equally confused or eager faces... and you're all sporting a digital tattoo on your wrist.

02. Welcome to Cape Canaveral, where the smell of the ocean is in the air and locals are more than pleased to see new imPorts roaming their streets. They wave, they cheer, they ask for pictures as politely as they can. The more inhuman you look, or if you're wearing a costume, the more likely locals are to approach. Hey, enjoy the moment! The popular malt shop is offering you a free drink if you need it.

03. The technology in this world is certainly something. The cars are clearly modeled after popular 50s cars, but they hover several feet above the ground as they drive down the street. There are digital jukeboxes in restaurants, motorcycles also hover through traffic, advertisements can be seen on a digital projector on the taller buildings. Even kids on skateboards appear to drift a safe ten feet off the ground while playing!

04. Wherever you are, you can hear the loud revving of an engine, distance at first before you finally see it: a hovercar bursting around the corner, going beyond the maximum speed limit and just barely making its sharp turn. It doesn't appear to be slowing down any time soon, not with two police cars trailing it... and uh oh. Those skateboarding kids don't have much time to get out of the way as the car comes speeding down the road. You've been brought here for a reason Hero — so you better act fast.

Comments

[calonnau]

They would bring people to their land, but will not speak with them?

[She assumes that the president is, if not responsible directly, at least aware of and condoning what happens here.]

[corviform]

I don't really understand it myself. It may not be their doing at all.

[ Previous experience with an old Porter has him partially convinced this one's gone rogue on them. ]

The machine that brought us here tends to do so at random.

[calonnau]

A... machine?

[She's familiar with the word;, at least in passing, but she can't apply it to this context.

Magic had seemed the only explanation for her presence here.]

[corviform]

When you first arrived, it was in the base. There's a machine there... a contraption of a sort.

[ He explains slowly and lets that hang in the air in the case she needs him to take it slower or she has more questions. ]

[calonnau]

[Her first instinct is to call it a lie, to say it's impossible, but there's so many strange things here that she doesn't even know where to start. This is beyond the Little Kings macinations, beyond even Morgan Le Fay's, and she desn't like feeling so overwhelmed.

Before saying more, Elen casts another glance to the hawk, forcing Calonnau to fly again and search for Geraint. It's a small hope, but finding her husband among these people would make things easier, if not simpler.]

There's no way for us to return to where we came from?

[corviform]

[ Guilt flickers in his bright eyes; he can't lock eyes with her after her question, only because telling her the truth ― like he's had to tell countless others between here and the City over the past couple of years ― hasn't gotten any easier.

He opts to watch the hawk instead, temporarily distracted again by such a bird in the middle of a state where giant, disgusting alligators occasionally pop their scaly heads around a corner. ]

No. Only the Porter can send us back and it's by chance. [ A beat. ] I'm sorry.