HE TOLD ME SEVERAL TIMES THAT HE DIDN'T LIKE MY KIND

[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. The city of Heropa is what one might expect from a small, bright and cheery place, where locals are friendly enough and local shop owners might offer a free drink to welcome you to their fair city. 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.

An upset, deeply masculine voice wonders aloud: "More of them, when we already know they can't protect us? That's just painting a bigger target on the city's back!"

"That's just what Ronald Chump says!" Exclaims a young woman. She raises her fist in anger at the imPort-hating individual. "We're not going to tolerate bigots here!"

02. 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. Science and technology are the lifeblood of this city, so you're likely to come across a good many locals taking your picture with the newest of devices. Be forewarned: since FanPort happened, imPort fandom is at a new height. Don't be surprised if people start following you just to see if you'll do anything TMZ-worthy.

The trick is to stay calm, and don't wig out if someone asks what you think about imPort shipping.

03. Maurtia Falls, Pennsylvania, is having a rainy day. The streets seem to be running with water, the sky can't seem to stop crying. You might want to check out some consumerism-inclined shelter, be that a smoky and dart-eyed bar full of grumbling locals, or a grimy and industrial coffee shop (full of grumbling locals). Watch your step, newly minted imPort, because if you let on that you're fresh meat then you're likely to attract a posse of two or three sharp knuckled no-good-dooers. This is the criminally exciting part of town, so beware.

04. Nonah, North Carolina, is the liveliest of all cities; loud, busy and there's some kind of energy in the air that gets everyone buzzing with excitement. There's a baseball game going on in one of the parks amidst all those tall buildings, and you're welcome to watch! It's not an official game in the season, it's more like a friendly skirmish between local baseball teams. Midway through the game, the umpire might take note of you new imPorts -- assuming you're standing out in the crowd. He'll welcome you to throw a pitch if you'd like! Of course, the opposing team isn't too keen on the idea. Better look for more imPorts to play ball!

Comments

[purple_reign]

He grins broadly and slouches a little to make that easier on her. "Splendid. I'd hate to think I was missing out," he says much too easily in that silky voice of his.

"So what kind of rumors did you have in mind?"

[ghemnotgem]

( this is not the response she was expecting. so tej is just going to awkwardly wait for his amusement to pass.

on the positive side, however, he isn't trying to kill her. out of all the responses this isn't as bad as it could be. or so tej hopes. )

I didn't think it was that funny.

( she adds, one enough time has passed. )

[thanks_satan]

There is really no need to start with the god damn sex voice on a park bench. Beyond no need. But the Queen of Heaven can not be stopped.

"Have you been reading these blogs? The drama backlog is incredible- obviously I want in."

[fullofrage]

Yeah. I'm a model.

[Probably not the most interesting type of contract, but fashion designers got into some serious contract wars over him.]

[safelittlegreenmage]

[Standing and brushing at his knees (the dirt slides right off, thank you Sandry), Briar offers her a genuine smile with none of the calculated charm behind it]

I've no doubt you will, it's beautiful already.

[purple_reign]

To be fair, he can't really turn the sex voice off. It's the damn near enthralling sex god voice that could create real problems.

"Oh, no I hadn't looked yet! I was distracted with some fans who were thirsty for fresh meat already. They're really eager about shipping here."

[safelittlegreenmage]

[Briar scowls and leans back in his chair]

You're telling me. Oh there's parks and things, at least they've had the sense to set aside some places for growing, but the soil's all poisoned. It's amazing they get anything healthy.

[illuminescent]

[She gasps as he says her name and he's not the only one running because she is too, and just after he asks his relatively obvious question she's flinging herself into his arms with all the force that only Lucy could manage.]

Edmund-

[She is clinging to him then. As though they were small still, in a way she almost doesn't do anymore. She buries her face in his shoulder and he smells like home, the smell of Cair Paravel hasn't faded from his shirt or his skin.]

Edmund, Edmund, Edmund.

[There is a slight desperation in her tone, like maybe she was never expecting to see him again.]

Oh-

[She leans back a little and she's not quite crying but there are definitely tears in her eyes.]

Yes, it is likely I am, a little.

[safelittlegreenmage]

[Briar straightens with a grin and....pauses. The only other person he knows who has that tendency to glow usually involves lightening.

But this lady doesn't seem angry nor does he smell the ozone.

Well then, another mage.]

Oh you know, I do try to be useful where I can.

[rideme]

Hey, you get used to it. Just wait until you see the technology they've got. And I don't mean just the cars.

[No, there's hot tubs with jets and fancier food than Orlais and bubble tea and better indoor plumbing than anything else, and video games and kaiju movies and holy shit, this is gonna be fun. Showing it all off is going to be fun. And a nice distraction from bullshit.]

[He leaves the sentence open and suggestive -- a different sort than Bull usually attempts to suggest. Hoping to lighten the mood a bit.]

Nah, no one cares about that crap, here. There's different issues. But no one cares who's an elf and who isn't.

[Except they're all sort of unnerved by Bull. But he's all right with that.]

Not sure. Hawke maybe. Sera... shit, someone had to tell me she was even around before I could bump into her. You know how she is.

[thanks_satan]

"No kidding. At least the Americans have one thing right."

[dendarii]

No, you just - you don't know what you've said here. Out of all the people to pose as ...

[purple_reign]

"Indulging is what they do best," he quips and leans over to get a peek at whatever she's looking at on her phone.

"So what kind of competition have we got?"

[ghemnotgem]

But I'm not posing as anyone. ( oh no. oh no. has she messed up this poorly? ivan xav had checked out, but what if they hadn't been careful enough-- ) They said it was legal; groats, witnesses. It was a very rushed wedding, but-- I am Lady Vorpatril.

( she hopes, or else she's done something very rash and won't be able to fix it until she gets back. and oh, she wasn't looking forward to rish's reaction. )

[particled]

Tell me about it. The first time it happened to me, I nearly lost it. Didn't know what was happening, or why.

[ horrifying felt like a strong word, but he remembers how he felt when he first experienced it. at least he'd gotten a scientific explanation about the process; all he could explain here was that it happened, and that it wasn't as weird as it seemed.

he places the french press back in place, watching Claire closely in case all of this was too much. ]

But I figure it's gotta be one of the less crazy powers here, huh?

[dirtyredneck]

[He follows her line of sight for a second before bringing his gaze back to her.]

You could ask around some of the locals. Did that in De Chima the other day. Managed to find a few of my family that got here in the last year or so. Watch out for all the cameras, though. They like following anyone with the damn tattoo on around like paparazzi.

[dirtyredneck]

Russian prison? What the hell has been going on in this place?

Daryl eyed the hand, still not trusting this man even if he was praising Carl's ability to survive. He shifted so his weight was on his heels and brought the hand with the picture up to join the one on the crossbow's strap. He wasn't ready to shake any hands.

"Family," he answered, not hiding his cagey suspicion. Not at all mollified by a guy who called himself Lucifer. "You know where I can find Carl?"

[good_enough]

[ She's freaking out, of course, but it's focused at least. Something she can compartmentalize and deal with. ]

I'm not used to powers at all. You sound like something out of Topher's comic books.

[angelfire]

"Yes," Lucifer answered, at once. "Yes, I do." Yes, he did know, but he slid his hands back into his pockets rather than answering, just tilting his head to one side. Why should he help a man who didn't even shake his hand, after all, nevermind introduce himself.

He took a step backward, narrowed his eyes minutely. He wasn't going to, but the man could shoot him with the crossbow; it wasn't like he was actually going to hurt him--so it didn't matter if he wound him up at all. "Anything else?"

[dendarii]

Yes, but - you can't possibly be married to Ivan, surely.

[112ounces]

Carl smiles back at last - only because despite it obviously been Daryl, there are incidents of people wearing other peoples's faces. He clasps a hand on Daryl's shoulder.

"God. I am so glad you're here. Did you just arrive?"

[dirtyredneck]

"Leading the herd away from the quarry," he said, frowning. That time shit talk was one of the things the lady who'd done some explaining hadn't made much sense over. And here Rick was repeating it. That was probably going to take the longest for him to understand and accept. The rest of it, with Rick here and Carl and even Enid, Daryl could adjust to.

"Government gave me a house, a job," he went on to say with a questioning tone. He wasn't sure if that was normal if Rick and the family lived elsewhere and were looking for a new job. Which was not to be confused with a refusal to go 'home' with Rick. Just trying to figure out if he'd been singled out for a reason.

And then an offer: "A little spending cash."

[dirtyredneck]

That answer got a full out glare from Daryl. Man was being purposely obtuse.

"You gonna tell me where I can find him?" He asked, taking a step forward to close the space between them and dropping his hands, the one without a picture landing on one of his knives.

[dirtyredneck]

"Yesterday," he answered. "Spent the night at the house the government gave me. Got some food. Didn't know anyone else was here 'til someone started talking about you and Enid and some bullshit called FanPort. They were selling pictures of you."

[exonerated]

[ the magnitude of lucy's emotions isn't lost on him — it seems fraught with desperation, like meeting an old friend she hasn't seen a long time, though edmund could swear that they've seen each other only hours ago — but he remains a rock for her to hold on to even in his puzzlement. ]

A little. [ he echoes. ] A little is a bit more than not at all, Lu. When did that happen? Is it — did this place do that to you?

[ although, she does seem — fine, in general. they've spoken a little of powers and such. edmund has yet to read up much on his own. some of the words they use are a little beyond his knowledge. too scientific, if you will. ]