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etcelsior2017-05-25 08:16 pm
maskormods) wrote in etcelsior2017-05-25 08:16 pm
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WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE
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?
Today it's not just imPorts that are making a scene. Given the relatively high approval rating imPorts still pull in here, maybe it shouldn't shock locals and imPorted arrivals alike that new native metahumans are using the city to debute their new spandex and catch phrases while they try and take their own bite out of crime. You know what they say about those darn kids these days though, too much time watching TV instead of say, oh, learning about martial arts or surveillance techniques. Or that the world doesn't actually pause when they start their dramatic entrances like it does on the small screen. There are five teenagers today, each one dressed in elaborate costumes modeled after different birds of paradise (click one of these if you really need examples). And you better believe each one has a dramatic entrance speech concerning truth, Justice, and the American Way, a dramatic pose, and a polysyllabic name to go through before they all strike a team pose and shout 'Birds Of Prey, Uncaged!'
During this time the lone criminal they had swooped down to stop has long since stared running away. Early in the morning, they did this whole production to stop a litterer. Mid-afternoon, a jay walker. Finally, in the evening, they actually try stopping a mugging. Of course the thief and the stolen goods are busy getting away during their intros, a fact the robbed citizen keeps shouting at them through the whole two minute long affair.
It's up to you, dear imPort, to catch these escaping misdemeanors or thief and bring them to actual justice (or, if you're really kind, hand them over to the birds), to stop and tell these kids to get off your darn lawn, to give them hero-ing tips or a real villain to fight against, or to just keep walking and pretend this whole mess never happened. The choice is yours.
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!
These questions are better asked inside, however, as a tornado warning has been released for the county. No, they haven't had one here since the 90s, but you can never be too careful! With the torrential downpour currently hammering the city, some enterprising business people have taken to offering storm themed sales of food, drinks, and appliances. Is there any better way to send the rainy day than on nickle shot night at the local bar, where you cannot only get dangerously intoxicated but also ride the newest in fun and games, the Freudian Mechanical Bull? Come one come all and see how long you can stay clinging on as the bull bucks you physically and emotionally, spitting out catchy psychological phrases like 'do you think this will make your father love you?' or 'riding me for five minutes will never fix what you've done.' The bull will detect which sentences seem to get the best effect and keep barring down on that path. Sensitive about your mother? Better believe the whole bar is about to hear a lot about it.
Or if you're not up for that much fun, you can aid worried citizens in securing their homes and businesses against the possible storms. Help them board up holes in roofs, cast wards on their windows, or just point them towards the nearest insurance agent. Surely you wouldn't take advantage of them and sell them devices they don't need or learn where they keep their valuables and how to reach them at a time like this would you?...would you?
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?
Today is the semi-annual (that no one can quite seem to remember ever happening before) balloon festival. From dawn until well past midnight imPorts and natives alive can pay a small fee to ride in a beautifully colorful hot air balloon solo or in pairs. There is also wonder fried food and face-painting for the whole family. If this seems all a little too innocent and family friendly, don't worry. This being the Falls, there's always a chance for the morally flexible (or horribly naive) to make a little extra money. Some balloons are offering special, 100% totally free in no way catch-possessing deluxe rides to certain 'winners.' Strangely, it appears to 'win' all one has to do is agree to ride the hot air balloon over to another city, drop off one of the 'sand bags' attached to the side at a designated place, pick up a few new 'sand bags' and fly back! Those that can pilot their own balloon rather than needing a guide will be paid extra- they mean, win an extra special prize.
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!
But you'll have to excuse the mess. See, a little while ago the city was a real zoo. Animals running everywhere, smashing store windows, eating aquariums, you know how these things can go. In fact, there are still a few stay old world monkeys jumping around, and maybe a baby gator or two in the sewer or prairie dogs in the parks. A small reward is still being offered for their rounding up.
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A fight, of some kind. Vicious and powerful, but practiced and sure. At least that's what it looks like. He's not a fighter himself, that kind of training isn't wasted on a cargo pilot -- they're given a blaster and that's about it, expected to leave the fighting to ground troups and fighter pilots. But he can recognize skill.
Still, he stays off to the side of the onlookers, watching, considering what to do next. Bodhi is about to turn away and start off in another direction, find something to eat, when the voice catches his attention. That has him moving foward, quickly. Because, while he hadn't known Cassian for long, he remembers his voice.
Sure enough when the crowd parts enough, it's Cassian alright. Bodhi can only stand there, surprise etched on his features. He hadn't expected to see him again. Alive and well and here, just like he is.
Maybe it's not real? Maybe none of this is happening, and he's still in the middle of some created scenario of his while he sits in Saw's prison after his interrogation. ]
Cassian?
[ He blurts out the name, not particularly loud -- Cassian might see him standing there, over actually hearing him. ]
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A widening of eyes is the transition between normal brain shorting out and strategic brain taking over. It quickly dispatches the students, not unkindly but deferring further notes and discussion for next time; then has Cassian cutting through the crowd even more fluidly than his students had done.
Until he's reached Bodhi and… his hand flashes out as if to grab Bodhi's arm… but hesitates and hovers instead, a millimetre shy of contact. Not aversion, not even really disbelief… more… unsure Bodhi would want Cassian touching him. You know. Having gotten you presumably killed…?
…One would think there would be rituals for this. Especially in Cassian's line of work… reuniting with someone you thought was dead… Except it almost never happened. And one couldn't really prepare, allow oneself to hope for it. —Plus in this case: Cassian didn't know what had happened to Bodhi, but he knew Cassian had died…
Okay. It was subtle for other people, but pretty clearly flabbergasted for Cassian; there was no ritual so he clumsily approximated one. Probably terrible. Probably sounding so cold and impersonal. Aren't you supposed to be good at this…? But meant to invoke their first meeting.]
Hey, pilot.
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He doesn't blame Cassian for his death, just like he doesn't blame Jyn. Or anyone else involved. He'd made the decision to go to Scarif, to go alongside them even though there was a high chance of failure and or death. He'd wanted to fight as much as they had. If anything, he's sorry he wasn't able to carry out his part of the mission -- getting everyone off the planet. That's what he'd stayed behind for, wasn't it? How they died, he doesn't know, he just knows that anyone finding in a ship in the fighting would have been a slim chance. He doesn't need to be Kaytoo to know the odds weren't good.
Cassian seems stunned, unsure of what to do. Hand hanging suspended in mid air over his shoulder, like he too wants to know he's real. And Bodhi isn't particularly -- well, he hasn't had many friends in his life, so if there's a certain way of handling this, he doesn't know either. Would he appreciate a hug? Would he get mad if that's what Bodhi did? He gives the other man a small smile, at the call back to their first meeting, reaching to clasp his shoulder. It's okay, he wants to say.. ]
Hey yourself.
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Except the opposite of that because it isn't neuron-searingly painful, it's relief.
Taking the guidance with welcome, at once, whether it's something Cassian would have done much in the last life or not; Cassian does grab Bodhi in a hug.]
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The prospect of not having to face this all alone is a little less terrifying. Not that it's not all new and strange and he's not still confused. ]