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etcelsior2016-10-25 02:36 pm
maskormods) wrote in etcelsior2016-10-25 02:36 pm
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Lies a place that few have seen.
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 there's only one rule in Test Drive Meme Club: 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, while others might not say anything -- but if you have something nasty to say, better not say anything at all, right? This month has been a rocky one, and locals are beginning to eye imPorts with renewed scrutiny; if people like them can get superpowers, are imPorts really that special, after all? Some people usher their children away from anyone clearly not 'from around here,' while other natives may be brave enough to directly approach obvious imPorts and ask their thoughts on the war with Russia and what the imPort ambassadors are planning to do about it.
ImPorts are a divisive issues, even in pretty Heropa.
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 very presence. Look at you! Organic wonder! 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. The imPort craze is at an all-time high, and you may find yourself cornered by overzealous imPort fans, media wannabes and opportunists alike, shoving cameras in your face.
Their questions are likely to be fairly mundane, however; get ready for an interview about your taste in romantic partners, personal underwear choices, favourite foods, and more!
Also, as the Halloween craze is reaching a fevered pitched, more and more children are running around in costumes of their favorite imPorts! Do you recognize any of these masks? Perhaps one of these costumes mimics YOU!?
...
Isn't that kinda creepy?
03. Maurtia Falls, Pennsylvania is populated by a whole lot of people who are having awfully bad days. With the emergence of locals with superpowers, many seem to have latched onto their new supercharged identities with an incredible amount of gusto. As your character walks down the street, they may find themselves accosted by a large man in his mid-20s, dressed in an ill-fitting spandex suit of orange and yellow. As he thrusts his finger into an imPort's face, the spandex rides up, turning into more of a crop-top, which he duly tugs back down before shouting, "You're not the special ones anymore, imPorts! Feel the wrath of Heartburn!"
Stupid name aside, he does seem to have superpowers as he breathes a large plume of fire. His aim still isn't great, though; it could hit the imPort in question, or be sent in the direction of a nearby local, or even a particularly flammable building.
What will you do, Hero?
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. This fine day, pumpkin spice seems to be in style, to the point at which you happen to be crashing an open pumpkin spice festival. From drinks to sweet treats to some other things that really, really shouldn't be pumpkin spice flavoured (pumpkin spice flavoured vodka, anyone? It tastes like regret!), everyone seems to be in the mood for the upcoming season.
Taste test a few samples and take in the hustle and bustle of the city, everyone! And hey, if just gorging yourself isn't enough, why not try your hand at the pumpkin carving contest going on? The competition is fierce!
Jon Snow | ASOIAF/GOT
[Adulation and attention was far from his experience. After years of having to endure "Lord Snow", "the bastard of Winter fell" and other such names, to suddenly be admired and revered left Jon reeling. Becoming Lord Commander had seemed a paltry matter compared to the crown that had been thrust upon him.
Yet being king was nothing like this.
He flinched every time someone wrapped an arm around him, steering him into position for another picture. The questions came in a rush, things that no one should ask unless they were close friends.
What he slept in
(why?), his love life(non existent), what he wore beneath his breeches(really?!), and whether or not he'd give a "personalized voicemail" for a friend.It was only when he managed to pull away from the masses that he could see the other disturbing reality of this place. There were children dressed as him, playing at his life, wearing black and swinging toy swords.
He almost preferred being king to this madness.
Ducking in a nearby alley, Jon waited for a group of fans to pass him without notice before attempting to escape to safety and quiet. It was only when he tried to grab a stopped cab that he nearly collided with another person.]
Sorry. [He quickly checked over his shoulder. Still no sign of those crazed followers.] Would you mind if I took this one?
Nonah, North Carolina
[It seemed a great waste to use pumpkins for more than food. After hard years at the Wall and the hard lesson of rationing food, Jon could only stand in the middle of the festival, staring at carved faces on the pumpkins. He was baffled, but compared to the strangeness of this world as a whole, it seemed more ridiculous than horrifying.
Someone had pushed a cup of something warm in Jon's hands. The sharp scent of chocolate and pumpkin hit him sharply, causing his stomach to lurch. No. As much as he tried to keep an open mind about this other world, there were some things he wasn't willing to try.
He held it out to someone pushing past him and through the crowd.]
I don't suppose you want this? [Whatever it was.]
Wildcard
[Feel free to think of your own prompt!]
De Chima. HEY THERE JON
Snow?
[ For just a moment, a flash of fear and grief cross Theon's face, but these emotions are quickly masked. In the blink of an eye, his expression changes, his mouth twisting into something between a smirk and a sneer. It's the same expression that he's worn for the last ten years in regards to Jon Snow. That grief is still lurking there beneath the surface, dulling the glint in his eye, but he's done a relatively good job of burying it. ]
As a matter of fact, I would mind, but the right price can change that. [ He leans against the cab, clearly unconcerned by the driver's schedule, looking amused. ] Why are you in such a hurry?
Baby fight in 3...2...1
That same rage that consumed him when he saw Ramsay's sadistic glee rises to the surface, leaving him wanting to do little else but let his fists fly and feel the gratification of releasing his anger.
But this wasn't the time. He glances over his shoulder once more, feeling the stares of passerbys. It wouldn't be long before he was recognized.]
I don't have time for you, Greyjoy. You really think I'm about to pay you for this...thing?
[He'd ask why Theon isn't getting swarmed by admirers, but Jon just assumes that they've met him.]
yesss babyfights
He does have a few admirers, mainly teenage girls who fall for his looks or the bad boy archetype. In their eyes, he can do no wrong, but plenty of others feel differently. He isn't exactly what you'd call a hero. ]
It seems to me that you don't have time for much of anything. You're in a hurry, aren't you? [ His smile is easy and somehow, he manages to keep all tensity out of his body language. Jon should have received a raven by now. He should know what Theon's done, but Theon won't let his anxieties show. Not to Jon Snow of all people. ]
I don't see another cab. [ He gestures down the street, smirk still firmly in place. ] It looks like I'm your only hope.
/throws down gauntlet
It still baffled Jon that Greyjoy had managed to impress any women, especially back in the North. Despite the fact that the girls loved Robb, Grejoy seemed to have more experience. Unless it was some puffed up pretense at making himself seem more of a man than he was. Jon honestly preferred to think it was the latter.
He more than knew, though he also had Sansa's word that Bran was still alive. Having seen Rickon, it had shown that Theon hadn't lied...to her at least. Whatever he might have done to save Sansa, it didn't erase his earlier actions or the way he had betrayed Robb.]
You mean like you were Robb's hope? I'd rather take my chances than trust you to be of any help.
I have had enough of cleaning up after your mistakes.
there is no need to be upset
This from the bastard who was over one hundred leagues away.
[ His voice drips with rage, but something more like regret flickers behind his eyes. Jon clearly hit a sore spot, to make Theon lose his cool so quickly. ]
What do you know of any of it, Snow? What would you know of my decision?
[ After all, he thinks bitterly. You've always managed to belong. ]
You weren't there. You don't know what happened.
Shit just got real
So much for a quick exit.]
I know! You think it was an easy decision to choose between family and honor?
[It strikes a nerve. Having only just come from losing Rickon and reclaiming Winterfell, the anger and pain he suffered was still fresh in his mind.]
I had to clean up your mess! Because of you, Roose Bolton took Winterfell, Ramsay tortured Sansa and Rickon was killed! I don't care what your reasons were! You not only betrayed Robb, you let in a worse monster than the Lannisters!