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Mask or Menace | MODERATORS ([personal profile] maskormods) wrote in [community profile] etcelsior2014-03-22 05:41 pm

QUIT RUNNING IN THE HOUSE


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.
sassguard: (thinking about butts)

[personal profile] sassguard 2014-04-03 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
"You know me. Always looking on the bright side," Shepard deadpans. At the prospect of food, though, he noticeably perks up at the prospect of food, enough to let the comment about volleyballs slide. Food's still the fastest way to get on a biotic's good side, and even if Shepard hasn't exactly been burning up the calories on charges, his metabolism hasn't slowed down any.

He's already on the move, taking point comfortably even if it was Jacob's suggestion in the first place. It wasn't really like Shepard to let someone else lead, even when there weren't any hostile to take out in front of them.
darkpants_warmfeeling: (Smile)

[personal profile] darkpants_warmfeeling 2014-04-04 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
Jacob falls in behind Shepard out of deep-ingrained habit, adopting the same kind of rear flanking position he would have if they were on reconnaissance on a hostile world. He's good with following, comfortable with it. Supporting and protecting others, backing them up- that's what Jacob wants to be all about.

"You know, we'd better hope the Reapers never find out about that ball. If it took you out, imagine what they might do with it. Could be a superweapon."

Even if he has a somewhat special way of displaying it, sometimes.

They're coming up on a hot dog cart now, gleaming under the sun. Jacob jogs ahead of Shepard to place an order for them both. The biotic appetite is one thing they share, even if Jacob's body doesn't require nearly as much fuel as a Vanguard's walking battering ram. The ImPorts' tattoos aren't as visible in bright light as they would be in the dark, but they're still apparent enough that the vendor tells them their hot dogs are on the house- anything for new heroes. Jacob shakes his head and pulls out a couple bills (money made of paper- another adjustment to this strange century).

"I appreciate the gesture, but I'm paying full price. I insist."