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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 anyone's thread, either!

And remember to have fun!

01. Your memory is hazy and you might feel increasingly frustrated or anxious, or maybe you're excited as soldiers march past, barely glimpsing you. One second you're somewhere underground, the next you're enveloped in blue light, and suddenly you find yourself directly under Flordia sun's bright and burning glare. A female soldier steps toward you with a wide smile on her face and directs you to a car, ready to debrief you. You realize you are not the only one, surrounded by equally confused or eager faces... and you're all sporting a digital tattoo on your wrist.

02. Welcome to Cape Canaveral, where the smell of the ocean is in the air and locals are more than pleased to see new imPorts roaming their streets. They wave, they cheer, they ask for pictures as politely as they can. The more inhuman you look, or if you're wearing a costume, the more likely locals are to approach. Hey, enjoy the moment! The popular malt shop is offering you a free drink if you need it.

03. The technology in this world is certainly something. The cars are clearly modeled after popular 50s cars, but they hover several feet above the ground as they drive down the street. There are digital jukeboxes in restaurants, motorcycles also hover through traffic, advertisements can be seen on a digital projector on the taller buildings. Even kids on skateboards appear to drift a safe ten feet off the ground while playing!

04. Wherever you are, you can hear the loud revving of an engine, distance at first before you finally see it: a hovercar bursting around the corner, going beyond the maximum speed limit and just barely making its sharp turn. It doesn't appear to be slowing down any time soon, not with two police cars trailing it... and uh oh. Those skateboarding kids don't have much time to get out of the way as the car comes speeding down the road. You've been brought here for a reason Hero — so you better act fast.

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[ At least now they sort of match in terms of tacky outfits and shades of green. Not that she's sure it was intentional or not. ]

That is--[ 'The most ridiculous superpower' she's ever heard of in her life before, but she stops mid-sentence, caught up in the painful visage he's clearly projecting.

Again, not that she thinks it was intentional. Having been a psychic for only a few weeks (though the high makes it feels just like yesterday), picking up thoughts like this just happens. A side effect more than anything, she insists. It's not that she was actively seeking it out, it just came to her in the form of behemoth being impaled by a spike.

For a second there, she looks sick to her stomach and it's not due to his terrible sense in fashion. ]

A second demonstration. [ Somehow she manages that as pieces of fabric scatter in the wind. ]

[ The sickness on her face makes him feel concerned for her. He's seen feverish, sick and injured people by the dozens. Instinctively, his desire to care for others takes over. ]

What's wrong? Is my physique crushing because it looks that difficult to achieve?! There is nothing to be ashamed of, as long as you are healthy and happy! These muscles have been crafted by the great Armstrong family genetics and training techniques! Even my adorable little sister, Catharine, can casually toss pianos. [ Now you can get an image of his adorable little sister hurling a piano at someone with a loud shriek. Yep. Isn't she a cutie. ]

Here, I will cover up if this will help you. [ ....His shirt regenerates into another tacky hawaiian shirt. This time, it's decorated with turtles holding money bags in their mouth. Yep. Money bags. ] I hope the content of this shirt inspires you to feel better! [ TURTLES. WITH. MONEYBAGS. ]

[ There's nothing cure about a girl in a pink dress throwing a piano at someone, but the visual is loud-n-clear in her head. Is everyone like this in his family? Might be prodding a little to confirm: yes/no/maybe/DAZZLING ALCHEMISTS?? ]

No, I assure you that it has nothing to do with your physique. It kind of reminds me of someone back home admittedly, so maybe I'm a bit homesick?

[ She's a teenager girl who sucks at lying, but maybe he's too distracted by TURTLES. WITH. MONEYBAGS. to notice?? ]

[ Jean's probing will get her an entire family view. Armstrong has two sisters that... kinda look like him but there's also Olivier, his cooler, older sister. A brief inspection will show him literally flying through a window as she tosses him into a fountain.

And you thought your family was weird. ]

I see. If that is the case, I apologize for bringing such feelings up. But, I am not sure what else I can do to help alleviate the home sickness. [ He pauses. ] How long have you been in this world for? [ Maybe if he asks her some questions they can look at the bright side of things!! ]

[ Her family was Just Fine until she met her future kid (????) and heard about a grandchild she adopted?? Timelines, man. ]

This world or-? [ Then just like that she laughs nervously. Of course he means this world: not everyone is privvy to her time traveling shenanigans. ]

Not very long. A week at most. I'm, um, still adapting.

I see! Although, I guess learning about your age will be helpful. [ Armstrong actually starts to cry Real Actual Human Tears™. His shirt rips into pieces as he moves his arms in an attempt to hug her. ]

Still, I have met several people like you separated from their home and loved ones by something that is not their choice! [ hey do you like images of destroyed countries from military government genocide? If so, please enjoy the imagery of the ruins formerly known as Ishval! ] Please, miss, let me help you in accommodating you to this world as it is the least I can do! Although, I am not well versed in this world's technology, I will do everything in my power to make this place pleasing for you!

[ Why is he hugging her? For a moment, she wishes she had Professor Kitty's own ability to phase right through people because that would be really helpful right now. ]

I'm sixteen? [ Managing to squeeze that out between his beefy arms and bare chest. ]

Hey, you said you'd do everything to make things pleasing right? I mean, you did just say it. I've got an idea.

You could start by not ripping up anymore shirts. [ Watching the tattered fabric fly off into the Florida sky. ] You're littering.

[ He lets go when she starts to twist her way out of his hug. Armstrong stands, embarrassed at the display of tacky light fabrics bellowing through the city breeze. ]

Would you like to help me gather them? To prevent our beautiful city from being tarnished! [ TOO BAD JEAN GREY. Time to go up! Armstrong punches the ground as a platform starts to form around them. Jean Grey can hop off now if she really wants but she made a big deal out of littering so Armstrong is going to assume she's finna to gather the threads. ]

[ WHAT. ] I guess so!

[ Not that he gave her much of a choice, but surprisingly she keeps her balance, almost as if she was used to this sort of thing. Instinctively her hands go to the side of her neck as if to feel around for something before she realizes she's not in that uniform anymore.

It's so weird to not wear a mask. ]

we're all reponsible here

only as much as you want her to pick up on ;)

oh boy he's not going to realize her psychic powers for, like, ever tbh...

what a cutie tbh... completely oblivious, just treat her like a normal teenager girl

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