DAD BOD MAKE WAY FOR TUXEDO BOD

[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. 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?" These naysayers may, however, find themselves hushed with a judgmental: "Didn't you hear about that attack? They saved all those puppies! I hope you donated to ShareTheLove too."

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. On local newsstands will be headlines reading: "Maurtia Falls: Home To Vampire Infestations?", and people will be heard muttering fearfully about the vampires, though one or two can be heard saying, "But that imPort is taking care of her own, right? That pretty one, with the horns. Good on her."

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. As the New Year approaches, advertisements are abound for imPorts to make appearances at various, televised celebrations, luring them in with promises of free food, festivities, and payment. ImPort action figures and merchandise are on sale now, and every corner's coffee shop is still serving festive peppermint goods of every shape and form.

Comments

Walter 'Flynn' White Junior | Breaking Bad

[flynnnotjunior]

[ Heropa ]

[ Flynn is on edge. Of course, this is not a new thing for him but he's really tired of the feeling. He's wondering about his mother first. She needs him. Holly needs him too. Aunt Marie wouldn't take well to his being missing either.

The attention doesn't help, though it's a bizarre feeling to feel grateful that the word Heisenberg isn't the reason. He's not obviously an imPort, but he is on crutches, his mouth not letting thanks out as easily. ]

I'm ok, promise. What's this about puppies?

Leona | League of Legends

[zenithguard]

-1-

Leona blinked in confusion as she appeared blinking in the bright Florida sun. After the moment of confusion passed and a soldier helpfully explained what had just happened, Leona closed her and turned her face up to the sky as she took a deep breath. Something about being in the light of day instead of the strange artificial lights they used underground seemed to add inches to her already imposingly tall height. Or maybe she was just standing up straighter.

She was in a strange new world, far from anyone else she trusted or even knew, but this land apparently had need of warriors, and a Rakkor could always find a place where warriors were needed. And the sun was still the sun. That hadn't changed. As long as the sun was there, watching over her, Leona would never be entirely alone or helpless. She could do this.

She turned to her fellow ImPort, you, and smiled serenely. "It's a beautiful day, isn't it?"

-5-


Leona had already looked a bit lost and confused as she wandered the brightly lit city streets. Now she looked positively harried as various people pressed against her to offer her things she could barely understand. Free food samples, the latest fashions from Paris, a job as a model, requests for the use of her face to advertise cereal, and it only got stranger from there. She held up both hands to try and keep them all back as her patience wore thinner and thinner.

"Gentlemen, please. Your land is very strange to me. I don't know what half of what you're saying means. I'm afraid I cannot accept any of your offers right now."

A few of them accepted that and backed off, but the rest pushed all the harder, now loudly explaining their offers to her like she was a child. Leona's irritation grew to the point that she was starting to glow and her hands were balled up into fists.

She looks like she could punch a hole in a brick wall. Maybe you should step in before she breaks somebody's nose.

-Other-

Whether it was just because of a winter storm or because of something more dangerous (earthquake, communists, etc), the power just went out, and with it the lights. After some time in the darkness, a brilliant light appeared. After your eyes adjusted, you realized that the light was Leona. She didn't have a flashlight or anything like that, she was just glowing like a light bulb. She held out a hand with a comforting smile.

"Every night comes to an end eventually. Are you alright?"

Brianna | GONE

[fayzedandconfused]

1 | Heropa

[ Brianna walks down the street in a daze, sipping on the free soda she was handed a few seconds earlier. She hasn't seen anything like this in over a year—adults, mostly, but also electric lights. People walking around without holes or stains all over their clothes. Kids who are laughing and playing and not half-starved. Her own malnourishment, dirty clothes, and the machete hanging from her belt definitely stand out. The three things combined are enough to make most people avoid her rather than crowd around their newest superhero, but for once, she doesn't mind being left alone.

It's all so new and so amazing that she can't even be bothered to use her powers, for once, although there are signs she can't completely stop. Every once in a while one of her movements will come as a blur, and as she rounds the corner, she zips to one side to avoid crashing into someone. ]

Woah, watch it!

2 | De Chima

[ She parks herself on a bench in the sun—real sun, not the fake one they had in the FAYZ—and checks out her communicator. It's a bit more complicated than the cell phone she used to have, but like most kids, she has an intuitive ease with technology, and she seems to be figuring it out pretty quickly.

Her fingers move in a blur, punching in the same set of numbers over and over and over again, each time looking more frustrated as she gets a voicemail she doesn't seem to recognize. Finally, she can't stand it anymore. ]

Mom? Mom?

B

[mightthinkthat]

"All right!" Francis called out. They knew his voice and paused. "Now, now, give the lady some room. She hasn't settled in yet and she's hardly going to agree to something thrown at her from a madding crowd, now is she?"

There was a pause while they were tempted to just carry on. "You're glowing, my dear," he pointed out, dismissing them as he did so. It wasn't really supposed to be a warning for her, but the others. Knowing what imPorts can do, they took the hint.

Yayoi Nakayama | Air Gear

[learntofly]

[Heropa]


[Yayoi's still clutching the pamphlet she got on arrival, occasionally flipping through it like she expects (hopes) it'll give her some information that actually makes sense. All this nonsense about powers and the government and—what was this about nanites??? It all sounded like something out of a sci-fi thriller movie. It couldn't be real.

And yet here she was, standing on a street in some town in the United States with some weasley looking foreigner (or was she the foreigner now??) complained under their breath about her. Ugh.]

Like I even want to be here! Why don't you mind your own business?


[Nonah]


[Well! This is certainly different. Yayoi's staring at a display of Import figures in a shop window, complete with an advertisement for a discount for any Imports themselves. It's a stark difference from the mixed reactions she got in Heropa; different enough that all she can do is look from the display in this shop's window to the scattering of similar discounts down the street and stare in a confused sort of surprise.]

What the hell . . . Why don't they just let us out here instead?

Aladdin | Magi

[open_sesame]

[A twelve year old who looks way too much like a Harry Potter cosplayer is in a clothing store, walking through the teen section and tugging at various items as he passes them. Eventually he seems to settle on the hoodie section, pulling them off the hanger and

And wait how do you put it back on the hanger oops. Oh wait now more are falling]

Don't fall! Don't fall!

[Mission Look Less Like An Outsider is off to an amazing start!]

Caitlin Snow | CW's The Flash

[scienceinheels]

Heropa

[ Caitlin's first priority is figuring out what the heck is going on??? Okay, no, first priority is buying a thicker coat because this might be Florida, but it's also winter and she is freezing for some reason. But AFTER THAT, she's settling down at the first coffee shop she sees, ordering a large mug of something warm and caffeinated, and reading through the portfolio they gave her from cover to cover. As she does this, she may or may not be thinking out loud. ]

Nanites? They just inject everyone with nanites, without checking to make sure they won't be rejected?? ...That is just irresponsible.

[ Honestly, none of what she's reading is too unbelievable, given when they've faced back home in the past few months. Multiple universes, travel between said universes... The bit about all ImPorts being granted superhuman powers, regardless of whether or not they had any to begin with, is also slightly disconcerting. Caitlin finds herself itching to get access to a lab, so she can run some tests on herself to see what, if anything, is different. Her portfolio lists three abilities: Cryokinesis, Energy Absorption, & Ice-based Physiology. Considering the fact that she doesn't look or feel any different (aside from feeling colder than normal), she isn't sure how much of the portfolio to believe.

Still, there are teleporters and hovercars. She's in Florida, but not her Florida. Who knows what could be real? ]

[zenithguard]

Leona glared at Francis in a non-personal way that suggested he was merely standing in for the universe in general, but took a deep breath and stopped the light.

"I could have handled them."

Violently.

"But...thank you."

[restingstitchface]

[There's panic coming over the line.

The sender's careless but Crane doesn't care. It's the first thing all day that's managed to get his nose out his book. His posture loosens, as if he's enjoying himself. Cutting through her optimism to get at the fears underneath. It's great.

He replies anonymously. The only thing telling about him is his voice. It's slow and polite, and blunt despite it.]

I hardly sound like your mother now, do I? [A pause, and his voice goes softer.] I'm sorry, but it's unlikely she's here.

eddie thawne | the flash (tv)

[causational]

[01. arrival]
[It's all more than a little overwhelming, at least in Eddie's state of mind. He could definitely be handling this better.

Still, despite the growing sense of panic at the fact that he's even alive right now and all the frankly terrifying things that could mean. Of course, each and every one of them is running through his head at top speed while the soldier leads him out of the room with all the suspicious light patches and renovation (something he's filed away to think about later) and leads him into a pale blue light and out into the sun. What if being alive now, even if it's in some weird alternate universe, means that Eobard popped back into existence back home and is now stalking Iris and Barry and Joe and everyone else, and there's nothing he can do about it from here?

The soldier explains about the tattoo and Eddie barely makes more than a cursory glance at his arm before he takes the folder, tucks it under an arm, and then glances around. A moment of quiet before they're apparently ferried away, and he tries to catch someone's eye.]

Hey. Please tell me I'm not the only one who has no idea what's going on?

[Not entirely true, but it's a good start at making new acquaintances.]

[04. nonah]

[If the whole debriefing period had been confusing and a little overwhelming, Nonah was a whole new ball game. It might've been easier to deal with if people hadn't been clamoring at all the new arrivals with offers for...basically everything. He'd read his file, and he's still trying to wrap his head around the whole superpowers thing.

After a while, he has to get out. Ducking into a coffee shop, he makes his way to the counter and gets in line, exhaling heavily and smiling wanly at the person in front of him.]

Man, some peppermint mocha would really hit the spot after the day I've had. You?

[open_sesame]

[Brianna dodges enough to avoid the collusion but the startle is still enough to send the other party stumbling. The twelve year old boy drops his bag of donuts, instead grasping tight to a staff to steady himself. After a moment though he laughs and relaxes his stance, bending down to grab his stuff off the ground. While he's not dirty or scrawny the way Brianna is he has his own way of standing out what with wearing what seems to be wizard robes.]

Sorry! I didn't see you coming! You're new too, right? I'm Aladdin, good to meet you.

[If nothing else, he seems completely unfazed by Brianna's appearance. He's raising a hand in greeting, it would be a wave if not for the bag of goodies clutched in it]

Yang Xiao Long | RWBY

[alittlebitfiery]

Arrival

[Yang was standing outside after her orientation, reading through the folder she had been given, her violet eyes getting a bit wider with each page. She'd listened to what they had told her, but she hadn't actually believed it until she had stepped outside and into a place she clearly didn't recognize. At all. So after a couple minutes she turned towards someone else standing nearby.]

This is all kind of crazy weird, right?

Heropa

[The blonde was all about free stuff, so she had a drink in one hand and a sandwich in the other as she made her way down the street, stopping with a big grin to pose with anyone who wanted a picture. Which wasn't as many as she suspected, it was probably her hair that was the biggest clue that she wasn't 'from around here.' Still, overhearing some of the conversations had her a bit frowny, and she stopped when she saw another probably import.]

So, any clue what this 'ShareTheLove' thing is?

[She asked between bites of sandwich.]

Nonah

[Okay, this she could get behind. Just walking from the porter she had two job offers! They both sounded ridiculously boring but she'd taken the cards anyway and stuck them in a pouch. Finally, feeling completely welcome. Niiiice.]

[Which left her with time to really think about the supposed 'powers' she had apparently been gifted. The paper had listed her aura and semblance, but the other one...'Bumblebee summoning'...well, that had her curious. The name was certainly familiar, and what she was hearing about powers gave her a hopeful thought...]

[So the teen was standing in a relatively empty side-street, frowning at a spot on the sidewalk as she tried to figure out how to activate it. Frowning intently. At nothing. She's not crazy, probably!]

01

[scienceinheels]

[ She isn't the person whose eye he tried to catch, but Caitlin can't help but overhear a familiar voice, and so she spins around on her heels, nearly toppling over. ] —Detective Thawne?

chloe | don't trust the b in apt 23

[vodkatwist]

(heropa)

[Chloe is no stranger to waking up with hazy memories and inexplicable rage. Just must be Tuesday-- Thursday? What day even is it. These are the questions that plague her mind as she walks down the street, folding her pamphlet into a paper airplane and throwing the airplane right at someone's face. Ha! Take that, eyeball.

Until she hears someone say the word party. At which point she grabs the nearest person with all the urgency of a party girl who has gone hours (hours) without something fun happening.]

You! Where is it? Where's the party?!

(nonah)

[And then, of course, there's the offer of televised appearances. Now this is more like it! Chloe sweet talks a rep out of a free peppermint drink, dismissing him quickly and kicking back with the drink outside of the cafe without a care in the world.]

--this isn't peppermint schnapps! I have been lied to.

[Well, one care in the world.]

Felix Dawkins | Orphan Black

[newwaver]

2

[Heropa is cheery. Far too cheery and Felix hates it. It's refreshing when he encounters those who are less immediately welcoming of imPorts, though this particular encounter is not with one such person. Not that it stops him accepting the free drink he's being offered at a cafe far too adorable for him not to regret stepping foot in. He's still rolling his eyes though.]

My god.

[Why is this happening? The cafe server is cute, but not cute enough to make being on the receiving end of his gushing anywhere even remotely worth it.]

Believe me, the only services I plan on offering have nothing to do with heroics.

5

[Nonah is far more Felix's style, and with New Years right around the corner he's starting to see the advantage of the locals who are a little too friendly. New Years is just about to happen, he's been invited to more parties than he can count, and Felix plans to party hard.

Of course, to do that he has to look good. Which means making the most of heavily discounted clothes. The only difficult part is deciding which ones. He picks a shirt off the rack, then after getting a better look at it hurriedly hangs it back up with noise of disgust.]

Who decided that was a good idea? I wouldn't wear that if you paid me.

[open_sesame]

[One of the people in the crowd shrugs. He's not very tall, only a twelve year old kid, so he's a bit hard to see. In his wizard robes he's more obviously an imPort than some may be, clutching a staff in one hand to complete the look of outsider.]

I'm not really sure either...

I feel like there's a lot to be learned about this place. The informational pamphlets should have covered more.

Ray Stantz | Ghostbusters

[totalprotonicreversal]

2.
[Having never been one to let something as tiny as being completed displaced in both time and space from his own world, Ray was actually in a pretty good mood. He wasn't quite excited enough to be running around asking any passerby questions, but he was making notes in a notepad as he moved around town, taking important information from the folder and pamphlet he'd received, as well as documenting some of the gossip around town.]

Wow...a complete temporal displacement and this place doesn't look much different than anywhere in the Corn Belt. On the outside it all looks like typical midwestern americana...but its still completely different. I can't wait to tell Egon and the others about this, they're gonna flip! I wonder what this means for the Theory of Alternate Universes...

[And he made absolutely no effort to keep his musings down as he found a bench to sit on and continue his notes. Anyone care to bother him and see what all the technobabble is about?]

Pyrrha Nikos | RWBY

[pyrrhaicvictory]

01. [ Pyrrha has to read it a few times just to be sure. In a way, it reminded her of the contracts she used to sign for the tournaments and any deals that would follow. She frowns lightly at the thought. She rather not sign anything, what with her schooling and . . . other things on her mind, but it seems she's not likely to get far in this place without accepting the rules here.

Still, that doesn't mean she had to like it. And it seems she's not the only one. ]

Looks like I'll figure the rest out on my own.

05. [ How many of these people does she need to chase off politely? She was getting tired of these offers to model, to act, to be a spokesperson for . . . Pyrrha thought she had left this part of her life behind. Again, she (politely) stands her ground. ]

I'm sorry, I'm just not interested.

Calendar Man | DC Comics

[exceptfebruary]

( 01 )

[ Julian Day is there in the sun, in a bright red and calendar-themed costume. There's a cape made out of pages, numbered by the days in a month. It’s certainly one way someone could dress themselves, anyway.

Julian is pouring over the pamphlet, skimming the parts that don't interest him, but muttering when he does spot something interesting. ] 1985, 1986.

[ He then reads his file. He wants to know what they know. He wants to know what is remembered about him. No one has probably read their own file so intensely. ]


( 04 | MAURTIA FALLS)
[ This city isn’t Gotham, but there’s a familiarity to it that reminds Julian of home. The suspicion, the obvious signs of crime and corruption. Vampires is something different though. And the rumours of a pretty, horned imPort sound strangely familiar.

While the civilians might dodge the sight of him, he very obviously is avoiding the eyes of the cops. And after he ducks inside a store and comes out carrying a whole stack of calendars, he’s definitely getting stares.
To some of them he may raise an eyebrow, giving a pointed stare back. ]


( 05 | NONAH )
[ They’ve got him wrong. They’re treating him like a hero. He’s the Calendar Man. He should make sure they know better. Cornered by a few particularly pushy people with job and entertainment offers for him, he tries to evade. ]

No, thank you. I have my own schedule -- No, I’ll have plans for New Year’s. My own --


( Wildcard )
[ Pick Your Own Prompt, or assume he made a network post about Boxing Day, Kwanzaa or the 2nd day of Christmas or whatever. ]

Ikki Minami | Air Gear

[violentmotion]

Arrival

[Just before the last car finishes loading, some kid in SCIENCE magical rollerskates leaps up from the crowd and slams into a heavy, property-damaging landing on the top of the car. His chin is up so that he can look down his nose at the group, and he points randomly at those gathered, imPort and guard alike.]

I COMMEND YOU FOR YOUR ATTEMPTS TO FOOL ME! But, I, the great Lord and Emperor of the Universe and All Further Dimensions Possible Here, Ikki, HAVE SEEN THROUGH YOUR RUSE!

No guns? No burgers? No barely there red white and blue bikinis? Everyone speaking Japanese?

I KNOW THIS ISN'T AMERICA. BRING OUT THE CAMERAS ALREADY!


Riding

[A small crowd has gathered around the tallest point in town, as some idiot teenager has climbed to the very top of the skyscraper or tower, and is now standing on the utmost ledge, staring out over the city, looking up at the sky.

There's a gasp, a shout and a few screams, as almost casually, the kid steps forward and lets himself fall...]


Feel Free to Kick His Ass

[One of two things just happened... Either an enormous, powerful gust of wind just tore through the area, lifting clothing, throwing off hats and even sending packages flying... Some kid in a black jacket is snickering like a 13 year old lil shit.

Or you, being of the punk kid persuasion, may physically run into a Japanese punk, arms laden with cheap, dumb super hero and American tourist memorabilia. He gives a sneer.] Wanna go?

nonah!

[brushoff]

Schnapps are revolting, [ Dorian casually remarked, as he gave Chloe a small little wave and a tiny little frown. Schnapps are indeed revolting, why would someone willingly drink that? Besides, he's pepperminted out thanks to the holidays so it's two revolting things mixed together. ]

I rarely go to Nonah but I'm sure we could find you something better than schnapps.

2

[deadtective]

Maurtia Falls is a lot better if you're looking for strip clubs with vacancies.

[if you're looking for someone a little less cheerful, the chick behind you intentionally distorting Felix's comments is a pretty solid option. she's covered in stitches and wearing a black skull-patterned long sleeve shirt, even in this abominable heat. not exactly what you'd expect in a cute store like this.

Hazel's appearance may look pretty dire, but there's a definite mischievous glint in her eyes. hey, you talk about services, you better be ready for someone to assume the worst of you.]

Gilgamesh | Fate/ Kaleid liner prisma Illya -or- Hollow Ataraxia (Haven't decided)

[kingofbabbylon]

03.

Natives crowding imports and showering them with attention might be a bother to some, but there's at least one import that seems to be thriving off the adoration. A local food court seems to be attracting throngs of onlookers, the crowd begetting more as it grows.

At it's center sits a lone child upon the edge of a fountain, surrounded on all sides by glowing faced onlookers, a glow that seems reflected from the dainty-golden haired boy beaming back at them. As you turn to see what's going on, you might find your eyes pulled to the child, and somehow relaxed and energized at the same time as a reward for your efforts.

More cognizant imports might realize how strange that is.

"Oh course. Can't you tell I'm a hero just by looking at me?." His voice suddenly rings out from the crowd. Soft and lyrical, but easy to pick up over the din, almost unusually so. "But I can't be compared to other imports. Not that I have anything against them, but I'm on a completely different level."

His matter of fact explanation draws a chorus of ooo's and ah's, causing more than a few of the children in the crowd to blush in admiration.

Someone has them wrapped around his delicate little fingers.

5.

Markets were always a favorite of Gil's. His kingdom had stretched far and wide and therefore the goods traded through out it were always varied and carried the finest and most exotic of goods.

However Nonah was turning out to be a bust.

With so many Imports, from countless universes, he thought there would be something a little more exciting on display. Absently licking a peppermint lollipop, he saunters on light feet to the next display window, giving a shimmering dress a judgmental stare. Even if wasn't something he'd wear, it was still worth a glance, being closer to his tastes in design. But still falling short.

Sighing between licks he moves on to the next display.

"Isn't there anything of worth here?" He says wistfully, possibly to you. "I'm going to have to find another way to entertain myself at this rate."

...Did it just get colder?

Heropa!

[akito]

[ finally released from his binding promise of taking it easy for a month, Akito is back to bustling around Heropa (moreso than usual, as he no longer has a job). since it's the weekend he's being toted around by a few pre-schoolers, all of them tugging at the hem of his sweatshirt or at his hands, vying for attention while he tries to steer them all toward the park.

he doesn't notice Yayoi, unfortunately - he doesn't keep an eye out for new arrivals, preferring not to do anything that might cloud their judgement of the situation due to his bitterness toward the government - but he does hear the grumbled complaints and a familiar voice's reaction to it. it's enough to make him stop, make sure the children are a safe distance should any conflict break out, and interfere with the most cheerfully fake smile he can muster. ]

Hey mister, thanks for letting the big sister know how nice the people of Heropa are! We don't want her to think it's a bad city she wouldn't want to live in and help keep safe, ne? So it's always good to have help!

Tristan Duffy | American Horror Story: Hotel

[fullofrage]

[01]

Fuck. Are we dead?

[Said to anyone as new and confused-looking as he was. He didn't think the afterlife would be in Florida, but who knew?]

[02]

[Okay, well, he was...maybe not dead? And the whole superpowers thing was pretty awesome. He even got to keep his vampirism, which was a relief because as much trouble as being turned had caused him, eternal youth was pretty great.

Now there was just the matter of finding something to do here. Preferably, something to get his mind off of the pangs of sorrow he felt every now and then when he remembered that his lover wasn't here and he might never see her again.

But he's not shy, at least, so he approaches the nearest person that looks like they might be a fellow imPort and says:]

What does a guy do for fun around here, huh?

[04]

[Well, shit.

As of being transported to a new world wasn't difficult enough, he apparently ended up somewhere with a huge hate-on for vampires. Tristan's fashion sense made him a pretty obvious imPort, so most people were just avoiding him without second glance, at least.

And he didn't look like an obvious vampire, anyways, without the fangs. He'd just really rather go back to a place where everyone thought vampires were fictional so it was easier to hide.]

Haha. Yeah. Damn...vampires.

[Said nervously as he passed some locals he heard chatting about the vampire menace. Good going, Tristan, you will never get caught.]