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maskormods) wrote in etcelsior2017-09-24 10:02 am
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I PUT THEM TO BED, NOW THEY ARE DREAMS, AND WE GO --
T E S T D R I V E M E M E
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 ON THE TEST DRIVE MEME!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. Many of the locals might thank you for always lending your service to the nation and their local troubles, while others might not say anything -- but if you have something nasty to say, better not say anything at all, right? That's just the Heropan way.
But despite the relatively small size and mostly easy-going population, this here is not a city immune to the urbane ways of the world. And Heropa, like the rest of the world, adheres to the calendar of this universe. You, fine imPort, have just happened to land squarely on SING LIKE YOU'RE IN A MUSICAL DAY! Wowee! Locals and tourist natives alike will conspire to cajole you into singing your GREATEST WISHES and CLOSING ACT songs. And, oh, you don't feel like singing? Then BEWARE of anyone spritzing a sweet-smelling yellow perfume at you -- that's a lasting vestige from the crumbled HEAVEN SCENT corporation, still on the market, and it will COMPEL YOU TO SING. Even if it's for a few minutes, you'll be singing a few bars. It's nothing personal, the locals just want you to feel like you belong.
Happy Sing Like You're In A Musical Day!
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! Those words have meaning here. 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 or recently published PLoS papers. 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. Some of them MAY ask if you personally know the De Chima Ambassador, Sam Merlotte. Beware if you answer in the affirmative; anything from personal questions about romantic chances to bedroom habits to dietary queries might come up!
If you wander the clean streets beneath those chrome and glass skyscrapers, you'll come upon the limited greenery clearing that De Chima possesses. You'll see a live demonstration in the middle of small Newton Park. A live demonstration! Of what, you ask! Of the start-up company DeCRYPTO CANINE! You'll find a fenced little area in the park fitted for a low-rise stage. On that stage are lots of dogs -- terriers, labradors, dachshunds, huskies, even a great dane or two. Around the collar of every one of these dogs is a glowing blue band encapsulated in a silver framing. When the demonstration begins (at the push of a big red button on a remote control), the glowing blue changes to yellow, to green, or to red -- all depending on the dog.
"Communication with our good canine buds!" Says the woman on the stage with the microphone and the remote. "DeCRYPTO CANINE translates blood pressure and adrenaline into mood, and mood into limited speech! At long last!"
Who let the dogs out? This woman, because she opened the fencing floodgates and these dogs ran to greet the waiting audience. Wagging tails -- green! And a computerized voice says "YOU ARE NEW HELLO I SMELL YOUR BUTT NOW WE ARE FRIENDS".
Whimpering, lowered tails -- yellow! Concern! "YOUR CROTCH SMELLS BAD. ARE YOU SICK."
Tense shoulders, hunched posture -- red! "BAD MAN BAD MAN BAD MAN!"
What will these dogs reveal about you?
03. Maurtia Falls, Pennsylvania has carried a reputation for ups and downs ever since imPorts began reappearing again, just those few years prior. Several imPort heroes have put focused efforts into cleaning up the streets of this somewhat infamous city, while a handful of others had 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 -- but that war waging is taking a turning tide thanks to the order and regulation established by Ambassador Petyr Baelish. Locals know him best for his library and his hardline on containing the criminal element. Trustworthy guy, they'll tell you. But one man's leadership isn't enough to clean up a troubled city in a year's time; everything from the classic bank heist to brutal bloodbaths can happen around the corner. You have to keep your eyes open and your mind sharp when you live in Maurtia Falls.
Case in point: the two cars screeching down the bust, bustling streets of this noir-styled city. A green car and a red car, both sedan styled, dodging and weaving through midday traffic like they had learned to drive at a bumper car rally. Not too far behind is the wail of several police sirens. You know that the police are too far away, that these speeding vehicles might make it to the off-ramp freeway and get home-free -- what do you do about it? Huh, hero? What do you do?
NOTHING
Just go about your business. Crazy day, huh?
CHASE THE GREEN CAR
Going 79 MPH in a 35 MPH zone, that'll be some chase. Careful about the other vehicles, parked cars, pedestrians. But when you catch up to the fleeing vehicle, beware: the lady in the passenger side is armed. The lady in the driver's seat is armed. The guy tied up in the trunk is not armed. These sunglass-wearing bounty hunters will fire at you, they are armed and dangerous. They are mean. They will not humor your shit. And they are hauling tail trying to...
CATCH THE RED CAR
If you pursue the red car first, you will find a very angry Bonnie and Clyde type couple with hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of diamonds and jewels in their backseat. They have a bazooka.
04. Nonah, North Carolina, has its own unique rhythm; it is 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. They probably already think they know what Ambassador Miles' favorite article of underwear is -- and it's probably a kinky assumption. Whoops!
If you prefer to dodge the unsavory bustle, take a walk downtown into the heartbeat district. There you can find the throbbing nightclubs and dazzling haute bars. And as a newly arrived imPort, you're invited to the VIP lounge of the hautest bar in town: THE TIPPING POINT. It is a very fancy affair, however, so if you're not dressed to the nines, you WILL be taken care of and given a designer suit or cocktail dress to borrow for the evening. All you have to do in return is smile for the cameras! And there WILL be cameras, along with B-List celebrities hobbing at your elbows. Lucky night for you if you're JUST at the legal drinking age, but not quite there -- this lounge doesn't card. So sit down, take your gin and tonic, and smile.
no subject
"Try anything and the video I got of you singing is going on the holonet here for all to see. I have no doubt that your family will enjoy it," he smirked, refusing to flinch when Ren raised his arm.
"And I should warn you that you're not the only one with powers now." He hadn't been thrilled with being given magical powers at first but over the last few months he had become rather fond of them.
o no u didnt
I have no family--
Oh no. No, he was not going to sing about that. Not now, not ever.
If a subtle pressure was building around Hux's skull, slow and inexorable-- well. It was probably just Hux's imagination. Probably.
"Show me," he suggested, eyes locked on Hux's face.
Your jealousy consumes you, Hux-
A child could see
You grind your teeth and mock me but
The power's in me
Whatever you've been given
your pride's unjustified
I will crush it from your body--
Facing me is suicide.
oh ya he did
"And spoil the surprise? I don't think so. So put away that lightsaber, I have a lot to update you on," he chuckled. It was tempting to set Ren's robes on fire but he managed to resist the temptation. "And I don't want to stand around out here. I'm not fond of this town."
don't you take the Lord's name in vain!!!!
He almost whispered it, his voice heavy with awe. It seemed the shock of hearing that name had knocked the melody out of him. "He's here?"
He's here?
The one that I revere?
He was going to have to get a new helmet made- quickly- and if Hux had been here long enough to make the necessary connections... crushing him could wait. He scowled, extinguishing his blade and releasing his hold on the general's skull.
How long before the singing ends?
These worthless fools must make amends!
I can't still be a serenader
By the time that I meet Vader--
make him!!!!!
"I don't know, perhaps it's something to do with the proximity to this area. But I'm sure Vader would love to have you sing to him." The idea of Ren serenading Vader was hilarious. He gestured for Ren to follow him, the sooner they were out of Heropa the better.
"Don't worry, I didn't tell him that you talk to his helmet. That's just so unfortunately awkward there was no good way to tell him."
u don't want me to make u!!!!
Mock me again and see what happens
You know I won't control my passions
As novel as your powers may be
Your plans will still have need of me
I sense that you have felt my absence
Join with me.
We'll wreak our vengeance.
bring it!!!!!
"Yes, of course. We are the only two from the First Order or the Empire here so we have to work together," he said, trying to remain as composed as possible though it was clear he was still struggling as he leads Ren away. "Come on, the porter isn't that far, I'll take you home."
just be thankful he's not singing about your underwear hux
Laugh all you like
But remember this day
When the time comes-- believe me.
Debts will be repaid.
he has nice underwear thank you very much
"I trust you have the folder you were given when you arrived? If you were assigned to live in Heropa, we're going to have to change that. I hate coming here," he said as he moved onto business as they approached the porter.
yeah theyre kind of tight tho?
Perhaps a little predictably, it hadn't survived its encounter with the newly arrived wannabe Sith Lord much after he'd been reunited with his lightsaber. Kylo's lip twitched at the memory- destroying the thing had been far more satisfying than it had any right to be.
"I'm certain you can make arrangements," he said lightly- cautiously optimistic that they had moved beyond the perfume's influence.
stop checking out his underwear ren!!
"Is your head full of bantha fodder?" Deep breath, Armitage. He could feel his blood pressure spiking but he exhaled, calm once more. "That folder had your job and housing information on it. You're on your own figuring that out but I'm taking you home with me where you can stay as long as you behave yourself. That means if you damage anything, you're paying for it from your own funds."
He shook his head before turning back around to lead the way to the porter. It only took a moment to transport to De Chima from there, Hux's fists were still clenched as he turned to look Ren over as they walked. "You're going to need new clothes, you can't go around looking that ridiculous here."
Is not his fault that if he forgets to do his laundry its easier to borrow yours
"My helmet," he said, testing it out.
Good.
"I need it replaced."
that explains why they're so tight...
"Well, you're going to have to figure out how to save money to get it replaced," he said with amusement. "We don't have the resources of the First Order here and I'm not just going to pay for your things."
Granted, he most likely had more than enough money to get Ren's helmet replaced but he wasn't just going to give Ren whatever he wanted.
try not to get too upset about him being bigger than you in that as well as every other department
he's got bigger ships and superweapons, he's ok with that
When they arrived at the house, Hux lead him inside, taking off his boots at the entryway. "There is a spare room you can use. And I suggest you focus your other methods to dealing with the rebels here."
did we srsly decide to crush the resistance and bend the galaxy to our will cus u got a tiny dick?
"I take it we find ourselves beyond even the Supreme Leader's reach," he murmured, pausing to settle a decidedly unsettling stare on Hux's face. "Beyond his... intervention."
well it's also cause the Republic really sucks and the Empire is cooler
He refused to be intimidated.
"But you should keep a few things in mind. First, you have no allies here except for family you disowned. Second, you don't know how this world works- unless you're planning on running to your parents for help, you're on your own otherwise. And third, we're the only two here from the First Order or the Empire, I doubt those from the Rebel Alliance or the Resistance are going to give you a warm welcome."
He stepped towards Ren, staring at him still. "I'm willing to work with you but you need to work with me in return. Snoke isn't here, he's not going to cover for you."
well i guess as long as it's also for those reasons it's okay
damn straight
"Yes, and you've had a rough life going from Mommy and Daddy to being taken care of by Snoke. Here you're going to actually have do things for yourself like doing your own laundry. I cannot wait for you to try to figure out how to work the washer." Not that Hux would help, it would be more entertaining to watch that.
i'm glad our reign of terror will help u with ur feelings of inadequacy
"You have a room for me," he reminded him.
it all works out great
Hux eyed Ren handling one of the mugs but he made no move to offer Ren any of the coffee had made once it was done. He only filled his own mug, setting the now empty pot on the counter.