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Mask or Menace | MODERATORS ([personal profile] maskormods) wrote in [community profile] etcelsior2017-03-25 09:16 pm

THE GREATEST POWER OF ALL



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?

    Unfortunately, tragedy has struck today. Outside a local 24/7 diner featuring waffles and other breakfast food, a large crowd has gathered while several fire trucks keep a steady stream on it and the buildings nearby. The diner is obviously destined to burn, and its waitresses, in bright yellow, stand outside watching with no small amount of worry reflected in their eyes. One of them complains, again, that she'd left her purse inside - and now a good $100 is going up in flames. For what? Won't somebody help her out, at all? The police are so inept! Just the worst!

    The windows burst and, clear as day, one can see an alligator trapped inside the entrance, trying to make its way out but dissuaded by a patch of fire in front of the door. EMS and crowd alike gasp and wonder aloud, what can they do? Will no one save this poor Florida swamp cat?

    02. De Chima, Virginia, is a large city with a healthy economy, and though it's quieter than Heropa, there are still large numbers of citizens to be 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 remains high here, 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, favorite foods, and more!

    03. Maurtia Falls, Pennsylvania has had its ups and downs since imPorts started reappearing. Several imPort heroes have put focused efforts into cleaning up the streets of this somewhat infamous city, while others have swooped in to help the criminal industry thrive. More so here than the streets of any other imPort city, the battle between good and evil looks more like a war of escalation than a heroic tale. That might make the less than warm welcome imPorts are given in the city a little more understandable. The emergence of locals with superpowers is hardly helping. While some of these individuals have turned to crime, many locals seem more inclined to defend their native powered drug dealer than help the non-native hero bring them to justice. Who are you to tell them how to live?

    It's not quite spring yet, but already flowers are popping up—in the form of seven-foot sentient musclebound daisies! A local criminal known as Flower Power has set them on the city, and they're going on a rampage, but a number of citizens have taken advantage. Do you go after the bushwhacking blossoms or the local looters?

    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. To be American is to be part of a melting pot, and that there’s more money to be made by the thriving local industries hardly hurts.

    Natives may gather around new arrivals and ask both personal and broad questions about life as an imPort, what they are looking forward to, what their favorite article of underwear is. A few night clubs offer free entrance - just this once! And they are bound to notice that a man has taken up a spot in a local street, eating pancakes off of a fold out table and holding up traffic. Many people are taking pictures and more interested in whether or not this is performance art than ushering him out of the way. He does have an extra chair and table, however, and will welcome and feed company, especially imPorts.

ricksy: (Rick_CComicIcons39-crop2)

Rick Sanchez | Rick and Morty [ cw: VULGAR AF / suicidal thoughts ]

[personal profile] ricksy 2017-03-29 10:34 am (UTC)(link)
01. WAFFLE LUBBA DUB DUB

[ A fiery blaze on the corner of a shitty street in the shittiest state ever conceived on any of the packed dirt piles known as Earth—How can anyone say no to a little Lookie Loo-ery? Rick's only a man after all, driven by the same need to watch something carefully crafted go up in smoke. The problem is what that craftsmanship represents leaves the old man in a cold sweat. ]

Oh my god... [ He doesn't bother to look at whomever is rubbernecking beside him. Rick simply tugs once to get them running in the same direction as him. And if that doesn't work, maybe he can exploit basic human decency. ] Quick, come with me! We have to save as much as we can!

[ The reptile waddling at the entrance doors isn't one of the things he's obviously looking to save, because that fucker is overlooked for something more valuable. ]

Shit, the fire—I-It's, it's cooking the waffle batter already! G— [ His instructions are interrupted by a loud, wet belch. ] Grab all the bags you can! They'll be good leverage...


02. RETURN OF MR. BULLDOPS

[ You know what's a real blistering ass fissure? Reporters. Rick doesn't have any time for this sort of twenty-four seven consumable garbage America calls news. It's not news. It's petty egocentric filler that just gets in the way of his own petty egocentricity. So to hell with that! Plus, you know, shining a public light on Rick sort of puts a damper on all the illegal shit he does on a daily basis. And when you can't leave this paranoid, capitalist-loving dimension for any others, you can't take a dump where you eat. As much, anyway.

So when some journalists come to hound him, asking him all about his job as a debut hip-hop singer from Maurtia Falls—Their very own crotchety Eminem to boast over—Rick's about had enough. His ice cream's going to melt before these bastards get out of his face. ]


Wh-What exactly are you—do you want f-from from this? You, you want a quote [ which is belched out. ] for, for your-your little paper, you want me to just crap out a s-song? Right here, right on this table. Just crap one out? [ That's when he grabs one of the reporters' microphone. ] Sure, yeah, I've got a diddy for you, a little work in progress. [ Rick stands up with his ice cream cone firmly clenched in his fist. ] M-Maybe, maybe play this tonight during prime time. Th-That way all the family is gathered around. This one's called "Lick my Balls". It goes something... like this:

Li-Lick, lick, lick my balls! My dingle done dangle right over your—Oh, that it? You're already beatin' cheeks? Yeah, that's w-what [ belch ] I thought....


04. A CRY FOR RICK

[ Word of mouth isn't the best way to spread information. Details get all scrambled around, like take this performance art piece for example. It sounds more interesting than what's really going down: A drunk man sitting in his underwear, drunk, and eating pancakes from the middle of a bustling street. The sound of car horns is deafening, but Rick isn't phased. He's too numb from the liquor to care about anything but the pancakes he whipped up from the stolen Waffle Palace batter he got away with last week.

One by one cars from both lanes take turns to go around him, almost every one giving him a piece of their mind which he could care less about. At least make the insults original—Like, like this asshole here in the Soccer Mom Special. ]


Y... Yeah, you're—you're really showing your w-wife [ Wow, that was a loud belch right there. ] how big your dick is in that eco-friendly puss mobile. [ Rick takes another bite of his delicious pancakes made from liquid waffle goodness. ] Douche.

[ All these threats and not one of them is man enough to actually hit him. What a waste of a good existential mood—It's not like he would press charges! This dimension is really starting to get old quick. Dying can't be worse than this. ]
faithfulson: (You gotta be kidding)

[personal profile] faithfulson 2017-03-29 11:03 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah; we would use vaporators to collect moisture from the atmosphere and sell the water to make a living.

[ Luke paused, glancing over at the fire. Rescue crews had this covered, and most people were back to freaking out over the flames at this point. He gave a nod, moving away from the crowd and starting down the street. ]

I don't mind the humidity so much. Last world I was on was a swamp climate, so I got used to it.
faithfulson: (It seemed like a good idea...)

[personal profile] faithfulson 2017-03-29 11:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ Luke calmed his expression when it was pointed out. He had no business being smug about it; not only was it now how Jedi were supposed to act, but the loss of life that day had been significant on both sides. He had no business being smug. ]

I, ah... I was the one that destroyed it.
trouvaille: (203)

de chima.

[personal profile] trouvaille 2017-03-29 11:15 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, no.

( -- hello, asher, did you want to be interrupted by a woman who comes up to maybe your bicep looping her hand in at your elbow and steering you away from the curious and the very encouraged by all of this openness? because that's what's happening, gwen trying to simultaneously wrangle this total stranger that's in desperate need of a bath and her massive dog who is not completely sold on their new acquisition, trading her shopping bags to the other hand and not completely sure what she thinks she's doing next. )

Please stop encouraging them. If you want to talk about how much underwear you don't wear you can get a social media account and send unsolicited pictures of your dick to strange women like every other cunt--

( it's a remarkable series of sentences to come out of the mouth of someone whose accent puts her firmly in the camp of 'would probably be a lonely nobleman's wife somewhere'. )
prophesiedone: <user name="robins" site="insanejournal.com"> (Mischief)

[personal profile] prophesiedone 2017-03-29 12:24 pm (UTC)(link)
It is very hard to hide from someone who is Jedi or Sith trained. Anakin senses her before she enters the shadows to follow him, but he lets her play her game for a few moments. He can tell well enough that she is a civilian and thus he does not need to draw his lightsaber to frighten her. Instead he waits another breath or two before turning and shifting a trashcan out of the way directly in front of her. It clangs against the wall loudly and he smirks within his hood.

"Why are you following me?"
reexamined: (003)

[personal profile] reexamined 2017-03-29 12:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's astounding. This very particular human he had been debating needing to take out, was the very one who executed the Death Star.]

"One blast to the reactor module and the whole system goes down."

[He recalls Jyn saying that, and remembered how absolutely stupid it sounded at the time. It still sounds stupid, but as he knows from personal experience, stupid works sometimes.]

That's what you did, yes? You received the plans from us.

[Well maybe not him, specifically but-]

...Someone was listening.

[Kay pauses, feeling something like... relief, for some reason. He shouldn't really care, given that he's technically dead, and given that his Captain is as well, but. It's nice to know.

Collecting himself after 2.9 seconds-
]

You're welcome.

[Yeah, now he's the one being smug. No one said he wasn't a hypocrite.]
faithfulson: (Smiles of light)

[personal profile] faithfulson 2017-03-29 12:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Now who's smug?

[ He couldn't help the small jibe, even as his head was reeling from what Kay said. Recieved the plans from us. He had heard about a team that had risked everything to get those plans, but everything was so chaotic after the Death Star was destroyed and how quickly they needed to disappear from Yavin IV on top of his own personal issues that he hadn't really had the chance to find out more. ]

Yeah, someone was listening.

[ He paused, glancing over as rescue crews were working away, trying to get the blaze down quickly. ]

I can tell you all about it, if you want to keep the information in your memory, but I think we should move from this area.
nabighani: (we're different in a good way)

[personal profile] nabighani 2017-03-29 12:58 pm (UTC)(link)
So much for stealth. Emily gives an undignified yell when the trash can moves, stepping back reflexively at the loud clang. It occurs to her very quickly that she might have bitten off a little more than she can chew, again, but to her credit she sucks in a breath and stands up tall instead of panicking.

"Because of your cloak," she says. It's honest, at least—she's not really sure she can lie to him at this stage, when despite her brave face she's actually a little terrified. "Even henchmen know better than to stick out like that." She should know, she dated one.
prophesiedone: <user name="robins" site="insanejournal.com"> (Coerce)

[personal profile] prophesiedone 2017-03-29 01:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Her reaction is amusing, but he also feels bad. That might why his laughter doesn't last too terribly long. What? He is trying to be tactful! As if Anakin has ever considered such a word in his life.

"I'm not allowed to have a cloak?" he pushes back the hood of his robes, eyebrows raised, "I'm not a henchman, so your theory isn't very good."

No, he is more like the main villain. But details.
nabighani: (everyone is special in their own way)

[personal profile] nabighani 2017-03-29 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Wow, he's kind of cute.

Emily huffs out a breath and shakes her head. "No, I mean—if you're trying to be inconspicuous, you could've worn a hoodie," she says, regretting it the second it comes out of her mouth. "I mean, cloaks aren't illegal, but when someone wears a cloak that usually means they're up to something."

She also regrets that the second it comes out of her mouth, as evidenced by her flashing a tight smile at him, if one could call the panicked way she does so "flashing a smile". Great. She just gave him an idea and offended him.

"And I wasn't—saying you were a henchman. You stick out worse than they do."
prophesiedone: <user name="robins" site="insanejournal.com"> (Perplex)

[personal profile] prophesiedone 2017-03-29 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Cute and cocky; a bad combination for someone with as much power as him.

"Hoodie?" his brow wrinkles at the word, "What's a hoodie?"

One hood is like another, right? He glances around them quickly, spotting an alley cat darting into a box. The city is full of life - plenty for his senses to digest - and none of it has to do with what he's wearing or not wearing.

"I'm not up to anything. I'm looking for answers, that's all." answers and a ship, "I'm a Jedi. We all wear robes and cloaks. It's...a uniform, I guess you could say."
nabighani: (that's what it's all about)

[personal profile] nabighani 2017-03-29 01:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Someone from a place with no hoodies but cloaks? Huh, no wonder he's wearing one.

"It's a jacket with a hood," she explains, miming shrugging a nonexistent jacket on and putting the hood up. "You have jackets, right? Anyway hoodies are a lot shorter than cloaks and a lot more common here." She pauses a second. "Unless you go to a costume shop, I guess, this place is a lot like my world."

She puts her phone into her purse. So far, Cloak Guy hasn't tried to harm her, so she'll just assume that for now he's a little like she is: dazed, confused, trying to find their footing. "I don't think I've heard of a Jedi before," she says. The term is vaguely familiar, but since Emily's not that kind of nerd, she can't quite recall what it means. "But I do know uniforms, and I have to say, this is the first time I've heard of a dress code that included cloaks outside of a cult. Or a supervillain lair."
excessivehubris: (Hank has a crush on Kirk I know it)

[personal profile] excessivehubris 2017-03-29 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh yes, he's used to those looks. He calmly shoots one right back at her, which basically conveys the suggestion that he's not entirely sold on the idea of french fries as finger food! However, he immediately relaxes that look, because he suspects she more hungry than she realized and he just wants her to eat. ]

Classical music is good for math development, while swing is just ... fun. [ He offered, giving a little roll of his accent to that last word.

His fingers relaxed, as he felt the buds tug as a result of her power and he watched them float across the table, even as he tucked into a few more sips of soup. For a moment he considered her words, before he grinned slightly and sat back. ]


Scott would be going out of his way to express his "boredom" [ air quotes ] while inwardly wanting to investigate every piece of tech and mechanical advancement he could find.

Young Kurt would be awestruck, dragging you around to share in the excitement.

Peter ... [ Charles paused and thought back to the brief period when Peter was here. ] Peter had a lot on his mind.

[ As his words trailed off, he watched her for a long minute, casting his mind back to 'home' and the mansion. It had never escaped his notice that even the other gifted children had been uneasy around Jean. It reminded him of how he often felt, when the subject of his powers came up, particularly when he'd first met Erik, Alex and the others.

He made a mental note to talk with her about that, at some point. For the moment, he was thinking more along the lines of how Scott, Kurt, Jubilee, and Peter had embraced Jean, rather than shy away from her. ]


I understand, Jean. [ He said. ] And I have to admit, that it is very good to see you. Even though I do not have the school at my disposal, please know that if there is anything I can do, to help you while we're here, you have only to ask.
admemoriam: (you'll know i'm out of hiding)

[personal profile] admemoriam 2017-03-29 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Me and Ronan.

[Noah wants so badly so reach out and soothe those anxieties, but he can't stop thinking about one of the last times he saw Adam - September, an overcast afternoon, the middle of the forest. It was the day Gansey, Henry, and Ronan had all been sent home in one fell swoop, and Noah's grief was too big, too powerful, for Adam to handle. They hadn't talked much after that, but Noah was always very careful to conceal his otherness around Adam. Telepathic reassurance would go directly against that, he feels.]

We have a farm outside of town. He dreamt it.
2booty: (pic#11165466)

[personal profile] 2booty 2017-03-29 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
...this is a tactical visor. Pod provides me with a map of the area and information on my vital signs, as well as performing combat analysis on enemies.

[She gestures to the robot from before, still floating beside them. This is pod. He neglects to say anything, though.

But it's basically just an excuse for a video game HUD. Health bars, minimaps, enemy levels and health bars...

Rin's probably marked as being level 1. Maybe. Depending on how strong her MoM granted super powers make her.
]

But I can see through it just fine. I can see you.
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reexamined: (005)

[personal profile] reexamined 2017-03-29 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
I get to be.

[Still, he nods.]

I agree.

[Kay looks up, scanning the area briefly and spotting a slightly more secluded area down the road. Without much of a word, he begins to head that way. The crowd parts easily enough for him, given his rather imposing size.]
unbreaker: (425)

[personal profile] unbreaker 2017-03-29 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[The further behind they leave the crowd and Pancake Guy, the more Josuke is able to appreciate Jotaro's company. The older man is someone whose presence has always been a comfort to him, and having learned so much from him, is it really any wonder? That doesn't make it any easier to unload the highlights of the last two years, however. The last thing he wants to do is give Jotaro reason for concern so soon after arriving, or to embarrass himself by revealing more intimate details.

Meaning, the fact that Kira had once been here, and the fact that Josuke himself just got engaged...are details he'll keep quiet about for now.

On the other hand, a little lighthearted teasing of his nephew wouldn't hurt anything, and he knows just the detail to spring with regards to that one.]


Some things have changed, some things haven't. [Reptiles and ghosts still make him cringe, which makes living in Florida a lot of fun.] I'm gonna follow in my grandpa's footsteps and become a police officer. I'm in training for it right now, actually. And I've met a lot of really cool people here, including my old man when he was my age, and this kid named Giorno, and oh yeah...your daughter, Jolyne!
ididntsaybanana: (this isn't fun anymore)

[ nonah ]

[personal profile] ididntsaybanana 2017-03-29 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Kaito stares at the plate, why had he been given this? He can't even eat it. He scowls at it before he turns to you and purses his lips, displeased by the pancakes ]

The people who run this place are idiots.
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jeaniegrey: please don't take. (Default)

[personal profile] jeaniegrey 2017-03-29 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Initially, when she found herself ripped out of a session in the danger room and here without Scott and the others, it worried her-- had her suddenly feeling alone again much as she had felt before meeting the others and forming the X-Men together.

Of course, she likes to think of herself as a lot more stronger than she was back then, when she was more of a recluse within the school, the freak who would make the very walls of the mansion shake from something like a nightmare. She has friends now-- a team and is more than capable of handling herself should things become grim.

Provided she really lets go and all.

So she would make do here, figure things out, maybe poke around in a few minds to make sense of everything going on. But to have the professor here, well, it's comforting, there's really no other way to put it. ]


I've never really needed a physical school to help me with my powers. [ A brief pause, Jean smiles almost reassuringly to the professor... after another bite from that cheeseburger, of course. ] You've always been the one for that.

[ Because as far as Jean is concerned, the professor is the school and she knows she's not alone in thinking that. Really, she's heard it a few times through the thoughts of others. ]

Anyways, [ She starts with a napkin dabbing at her mouth, releasing her telekinetic hold on the ear buds and gently setting them down next to the professor. ] I guess it could be a lot worse. [ And, with a grin. ] You could be in bell bottoms and platforms or something.
tenebrarius: (Default)

[personal profile] tenebrarius 2017-03-29 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)

[The anxiety in Adam's brain lightens at the name Ronan. If Ronan's here, and Noah's here, that makes everything... better. The three of them as a team against whatever this place has to throw at them. It's reassuring, more deeply so than Adam's consciously aware. If only Gansey were here, they'd be unstoppable.]

He dreamt a farm?

[That's... big. Adam didn't know Ronan could dream that big. The biggest he'd seen Ronan produce was the night terror, and the Pig. A farm was a lot bigger than a car.]

Is that where we're going?

excessivehubris: (Yes well)

[personal profile] excessivehubris 2017-03-29 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Charles chuckled and well ... ]

Ask and ye shall receive, my dear. [ He sent, without bothering to lift his hand to his temple, his focus appearing to be on his soup.

Inwardly, however, she would get an image of a younger professor, though despite the ten year age gap there is something definitely worn and haggered about the man. Still, he's not drawing up this mental picture to focus on that. Instead there is the outfit. Bell bottom corduroy trousers, flared along the calf but tight through the thigh and waist, beneath a shirt that looks more like a pair of drapes dropped off a window and attacked him, rather than any sort of pattern a normal human would wear.

And while not platforms, the shoes were definitely vintage 70s, shoe/boot/shoe things with thick soles.

Letting the image fade, he peered up at her and his lips twitched into a warm grin. ]


Depending upon whom you ask, my fashion has always been suspect. A decade earlier I was all about dark blue cardigan sweaters.
planetarybreak: (Panic; panic - break off)

[personal profile] planetarybreak 2017-03-29 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ b u s t e d. ]

Huh? N-no, of course not! What gave you that idea?!
planetarybreak: (I knew I never deserved you)

[personal profile] planetarybreak 2017-03-29 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
To be fair, this is just one guy trying ... something.

[Ryuusei shrugs, it's disruptive to traffic and really just weird in the first place, but ultimately harmless outside that. Who knows.]

Though yeah, it is kinda stupid.
notgneiss: (a horse walks into a bar)

[personal profile] notgneiss 2017-03-29 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[shale stops. obviously this isn't working. she looks around, trying to spot this fucking annoying mage.]

It is starting to inconvenience me.

[she crouches down, tearing out a huge boulder from the ground, hefting it up like it's a piece of scrunched up paper. that is going to be thrown at strange, hello.]
notgneiss: (what did one fish say to the other?)

[personal profile] notgneiss 2017-03-29 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[shale watches him go, shaking her head. what a strange little creature.]

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