SEAS THE DAY

[maskormods]

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.

Local residents are celebrating summer in full swing at the first-ever Chug Fest. On this sweltering June day, locals are gathered in the largest park downtown, where purveyors of craft sodas, homemade iced teas, astisanal milkshakes and (in the roped-off 21+ section) micro breweries are sharing their finest beverages. Why not quench your thirst, and buy some tasty treats from various food trucks to wash down?

There's just one problem—the tech-based super (...ish) villain team known as The Locksmiths have caused all bathroom ad port-a-john doors to be unopenable, and they're demanding one million dollars in cash before they'll reverse their evil deed! To maintain the anti-unlock field, they're circulating in the crowd, disguised as normal patrons. Do you seek them out to give people some relief, or are you too busy doing a little dance yourself?

02. De Chima, Virginia, is a large city with a healthy economy, with large numbers of citizens waiting to be awed by your very presence. Look at you! Organic wonder! Synthetic wonder! Whatever you might be, 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. If you let yourself get cornered, beware! Anything from personal questions about romantic chances to bedroom habits to dietary queries might be come up! Just be careful about insinuating anything about yourself and the De Chima Ambassador, Baal. A little innuendo will go a long, hard way.

De Chima is a city all about REMAKING YOURSELF. Sometimes it's about remaking a look, or an aesthetic. As part of a promotion for a new FABULOUS television show, one imPort will be giving another imPort a MAKEOVER. So step right up with your imPort victim/volunteer! You have a seemingly endless wardrobe to work with, a pair of scissors, and a Stephora make-up artist on hand. This is a chance for imPorts to redesign their fellow imPort's look to however they'd want it -- just be sure to clarify if you're the heroic SUBJECT to be makeover'd or the fabulous EXPERT who's doing the making over! And remember, it's all being filmed.

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, even with Ambassador Padme and imPort Mayor Baelish gracing the headlines. 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, and hostility against imPorts can spike. The emergence of locals with superpowers is hardly helping... #THANKS TONY STARK, #ya muffin.

In an effort to bring in more tourism to the Falls, a public works project focusing on the canal system has been recently finished! This includes a series of tours through the town, and has brought a new wave of guarded hope to nearby shopkeeps. So far, everything seems to be going as planned, and one can enjoy a nice boat ride down the canal with little issue! Maybe enjoy the nice breeze and bright sunshine, in a town that usually has frequent cloudy skies!

Or maybe, despite the carefulness of the Maurtia Falls Canal Corporation, there's a few snags along the way. As with all new programs, there's bound to be a few loose ends— ranging from boat trouble and a low-stakes rescue needing to be staged to get all passengers on dry land once again, all the way to a careless parent not watching as their child falls into the water below.

04. Nonah, North Carolina, is the liveliest of all cities; loud, busy and there's always some kind of energy in the air that gets everyone buzzing with excitement.

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.

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Takara Hurst | Daughter of Anubis | Scion OC

[anubitch]

02. Subject...

She doesn't know how she got here. In fact, she's rather annoyed to be here, in the first place. A very worried looking native had grabbed her arm and pleaded for help, so Takara - as one does - agreed to help. And then found herself here, staring down a wardrobe bigger than any she had seen in her life, glaring at all of it.

"What sort of help were you looking for exa--" She starts, speaking to the native woman. Or. She had thought she was speaking to the native woman. Instead, she's staring at whatever poor imPort has been chosen to give this unwitting Scion a make-over.

"What--?"


03.

She wasn't interested in taking a boat ride herself, but she couldn't help but watch them go by as she walked along the bank. It was quiet, and decent. Or, at least, it was. Then there was a sudden cry, and a splash, as a child fell into the water. Without even thinking about it, Takara took off - her inhuman speed causing her feet to hit the water without even sinking into it - running on it like if Jesus was really late to a meeting. Her hand darted down in the water as she got close, pulling the kid right out of the water - and she didn't stop running.

By the time she got to the bank, she was holding a kid up by his ankle, as if he weighed no more than a couple of grapes, and there was a shrill voice from down the canal screaming: "She stole my baby!!"

Shit.


04.

The gathering crowd around the street artist at least offers her a chance she hasn't found all day - a group of people more or less forced to acknowledge her when she asks them questions. So she's going around to each of them, with a very serious look on her face, and asking:

"I'm looking for my friends. They'll be imPorts, too, have you - - No, don't you walk away from m-- God damn it."


wildcard her

Zack Fair | Final Fantasy 7

[freedomissteep]

De Chima

[The stylists take one look at the magnificent black mane on top of Zack's head and he has no chance, roped into becoming their guinnea pig despite his efforts at protestation. Are you an onlooker? Or maybe one of his cruel torturers.]

Hold on a second...! N-Not the hair!

Maurtia Falls

[Zack taps his foot against the floor of the boat, arms crossed, bored and hoping for some action. Instead, he's got screaming kids and tired parents day drinking at the boat's overpriced bar. He huffs, blowing a thick lock of hair out of his face until he's rocked by the sudden stop of the boat. He wonders if they maybe hit something, peeking forward curiously with the others when... a huge octopus wraps it's tentacles around the bow of the boat and lurches it's way onto the deck. He reaches for his sword, but suddenly remembers being asked to leave it at the ticket counter to make the other passangers more comfortable. Looking around, his eyes sparkle...]

When in doubt? Improvise! [He grabs an oar from one of the emergency rafts and wields it like a makeshift buster sword.] Come on!

Nonah

No way... this looks like a job... for SOLDIER!

[Zack stomps up to the pancake eating offender and draws his sword, gripping it tightly with both hands... and sets it aside, taking a seat across from him. He grabs a knife and fork and pounds it on the tabletop, prepared to do his very best to beat this criminal at his own game. He'll show him the stomach of a true hero!!!]

Wildcard

[GIMME WHATEVER U GOT or hit me up on BATGUY]

02 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3DaXJmo9cro

[smugler]

Lando, meanwhile, was loving the position he had been put in, to define the style of so many beautiful imPorts. He stood before his newest canvas, dressed all in red, a white satin cape matching his shoes draped over his shoulders. He hummed thoughtfully, tapping his chin.

"Hm. Got a lot of good to start with. Great skin. Great hair. But the clothes need work, for sure."

If she didn't stop him, he would start approaching her with a tape measure in his hands, aiming to get all up close to get her measurements.

De Chima

[flyingfrigates]

[Zarina has already dealt with more than enough changes, thank you. She remade herself into a capable pirate captain even at only a few inches tall, and now she's the size of a human and still getting used to it. The dyes and colors are calling to her. The opportunity to change someone else's looks sounds fun, especially when she can add in a little bit of pixie dust to add some fun.]

It's not a big deal, is it? It'll just be temporary. Think of all the different ways you could mix these.

[Experimenting on someone else is just as great as experimenting on herself.]

Korg | Thor: Ragnarok (MCU)

[revolutionrocks]

01. Heropa; Chug Fest

[While unusual-looking imPorts are certainly not an unusual occurrence, an 8' tall 2045lb rock creature might be a little stranger than most. Despite his imposing appearance, he's not acting particularly threatening at the moment, simply mingling with the crowd (although the humans do give him some room) in the vicinity of the various food trucks, inquiring after tasty treats of a different variety, his lilting, polite voice somewhat incongruous with the rest of him.]

Hey, you think I could get a drink of lava here? Maybe a little grilled shale or coal bites?

[Unopenable port-a-john doors? Not a problem—provided the electronically controlled mechanism will open after the lock's been smashed by a punch from a big rock fist.]

Need a little help there, bro?

02. De Chima; Makeovers

[Having spent his entire life (up until now) resembling a pile of talking rocks, suddenly having a human form is a little bewildering, dressing it especially. Somehow a leather loincloth/shorts and a battle harness seem like overkill now, go figure. Unable to resist the makeover offers, Korg finds himself with a variety of new outfits, although there does seem to be something of a theme. For those who know him, he might look very different now, but his voice is still the same.]

Are these... plants? They look like plants.

03. Maurtia Falls; Canal Ride

[The advertisement said one can enjoy a nice boat ride down the canal with little issue! Well, almost no issues, in that the boats probably weren't meant to accommodate 2045lb rock people, given that the vessel Korg steps into promptly sinks. At least this part of the canal isn't too deep? Small favors. He looks apologetically at his fellow (now rather wet) passengers.]

Oops. Sorry everyone.

de chima

[afewtinywishes]

[Seemingly out of nowhere a white flower is tucked behind one of his ears gently.

She gives a light laugh as she came to stand in front of him, hands on her hips with a pleased expression.]

There, the perfect finishing touch.

Fushi || To your eternity

[fushimi]

01. [WHITE WOLF] Wildcard
[ a white wolf walks around the park, seemingly lost as gold eyes look at the people, the animals, even the trees. The many smells this world has to offer are strange and unfamiliar, and even sounds are far too strange to be recognized. Everything is different, and the people are different. Gugu isn't here. Neither is Pyoran or the old man that smells too strongly of alcohol. The girl that makes Gugu's face twist in a strange sadness isn't there either, and the strange cloaked man hasn't shown up to speak in strange words and riddles.

There is a sense of uneasiness about it. Not having familiar faces, faces that became a daily vision, their voices, their lives... that feeling is similar to when March was gone. Similar to when the Boy was gone.

The white wolf doesn't know what to call it.

"See you. Want to see you. Again."

The white wolf sits down and waits. They aren't gone to the Hollowness, to "Death", because the white wolf can't turn into them, so maybe they are here. Waiting is alright. There is so much time left. After all, the white wolf is immortal. ]

PUPPY!!!

[ a white wolf walking around the park is an easy thing to spot, and naturally children start gathering around. With no fear at all, a little girl comes close, to reach for it and pet it but before her tiny hand reached the white fur, the white wolf stares at her intently. ]

March. [ the child stops. Did the wolf just speak? Well, yes, indeed. In fact, the white wolf will repeat: ] March. March. [ immediately comes closer, wet nose pressing against the girl's stomach. ] March. [ and then the girl screams. Apparently a talking wolf is too scary, and she is now crying while she runs away. The wolf is left tilting its head ]

Not March...



02. [THE BOY] Wildcard
[ a white haired boy walks around the city, seemingly lost as gold eyes look at the people, the animals, the buildings, the cars. There is too much of everything for him to focus on, but the Boy continues to walk. He found out that walking around as a human will faster get him food than as a dog, because the moment someone saw his arm, they were so excited that they gave him cookies and then pointed a strange box at him and said something about a selfie.

With cookies in his hands, the boy eats them with delight but they are too dry, honestly. He likes fruit better, and that's why when he stops at a small grocery store, he is quick to grab a mango and take a huge bite out of it. The owner of the shop comes out, an angry expression on his face, hands on his hips ]

What do you think you are doing?! You better pay for that!

[ the boy does what seems logical to him. He shows the man his glowing tattoo, expecting things to go smoothly. Show the tattoo, get food, that's how things supposedly work in his mind. But it's not how they really work. ]

I don't care if you are an imPort!! It's not for free, you have to pay!!

[ that doesn't make sense. Why can he get cookies by showing his glowing arm, but not fruit? ] Pay- money? [ he knows of that at least, so he reaches out his hand, and from it some sort of coins are formed. They are weird looking, though, not at all like the american dollar ]

What is even that?! I want real money, or I'm calling the cops, you thief!!

[ that doesn't make sense at all! ]

Hopping on that De Chima train...

[enmode]

You must be joking.

[No, Edna is not the one with the scissors, but she is the one seemingly in charge of the flurry of activity around Zack. At least, as the tiny woman moves around the unfortunate victim, everyone else seems very careful to stay out of her way.]

Dahling, using the word 'bird's nest' is an insult to every thing that flap-flaps through the air, this is all simply ghastly, it must come off.

Maurtia Falls

[consulinchief]

[Roland had been rather enjoying the cruise--maybe not for the screaming children, but for the sights and the chance to get more familiar with this new city. The majority of the time he stood there, leaning against one of the walls of the ferry, arms crossed as he took everything in. Everything changed when he felt the rock of the boat, and saw the first bit of tentacle. There's a flash of light, and a flaming sword appears in Roland's hand. Realizing which sword was summoned, he shakes his head slightly, and mutters:]

No, that won't work...

[Another flash, and the sword is replaced for another, this one longer than the first, curved and purple.]

That's better. Yes, let's go.

[Satisfied with his choice of sword, he follows behind Zack, slashing at the octopus once they get closer.]

Edna Mode | The Incredibles

[enmode]

[De Chima]

"No no no, absolutely not, get that hideous thing out of this space, it's mere existence is highly offensive!"

Edna trots through the bustling makeover space, trailed by several crew who, somehow, have fallen into line behind the imPort and are trying to help as she works her magic. The most recent staffer shrinks back with a pair of apparently offensive pants, and rushes to get them out of the small and formidable woman's way.

"Alright, who is next, we always have much to do and never enough time, come come come--" she flicks her hand as she bustles up to her next challenge, indicating they should come closer as she approaches. It's probably not safe to show fear in front of Edna Mode.

De Chima

[consulinchief]

[Roland had been spending the last several minutes diplomatically declining the offer for a makeover from a producer who simply wasn't taking no for an answer, so any kind of distraction was welcome. Facing he speaker, he blinks. That's a... colorful combination.]

On your shirt? Those are fruit called pineapples.

[pawimprinting]

Seyn wasn't that surprised by the stylists and hairdressers and clothing designers lined up to help imPorts with these makeovers. She's used to the makeup and prep that goes into a good screen worthy fight. She didn't expect the tiny little woman commanding the people around her like they're servants or extensions of her own body. She's watching her work in fascination and awe, because it's like magic and terror at the same time.

"Oh, ah, me?" She says, startled. "I wasn't really planning on--"

[enmode]

"Not planning on becoming the center of public entertainment, or having your life completely changed in twenty minutes?" Edna squints, resetting her glasses further up her nose and taking in what this young woman is currently wearing.

"Tell me you aren't one of the designers. I was under the impression they had all gone home." Some of the staffers around her wince. Yes, most of the on-call native designers had left in a huff when Edna kept going through her own set of assignments and theirs when someone caught her eye. This sort of thing is as natural to her as breathing, and she's not about to be told who she can see when inspiration strikes.

[recommendations]

Edna's next victim subject is a teen girl, who arrived today in her hero costume, which she designed herself. It consists of a revealing maroon leotard with white trim, and a thick yellow belt. Oh, and is that a dictionary propped up on a shelf at her back?

"I'm... not so sure I really need a makeover. This costume has worked well for me so far."

Roland Crane | Ni no Kuni II

[consulinchief]

02a. De Chima
[Roland doesn't mind the crowds. He knows that he stands out with his large blue guard's coat and hairstyle that doesn't quite match this era. Rather than run as the crowds get too large, he embraces them, replying to any questions he's okay with, and deflecting the too personal ones with the ease of someone who's had a good deal of practice with the subject. Whenever he's had enough, he simply smiles wider and politely yet firmly extricates himself from the situation. Turning a corner away from the latest group, he visibly relaxes.]

Phew... Is it always like this?


02b. De Chima
[After being approached by one of the producer's for the makeover show about participating, Roland's initially at least feigning interest. While he doesn't think he needs fashion advice per se, a part of him feels that it couldn't hurt to learn a bit more about how someone his perceived age should dress.

And then they mention that he should cut his ponytail.]

I'm afraid I must refuse that request.


04. Nonah
[Roland had heard rumors of the mystery diner on social media, but he hadn't meant to seek him out--chance just happens to bring the man to that very street. Seeing the spectacle up close, curiosity gets the better of him and he approaches the table.]

Excuse me? May I ask why you're impeding traffic to eat... pancakes?

[pawimprinting]

She's a storm in miniature form, Seyn's decided, not sure at first how to respond. She doesn't like being told what to do and yet this woman just sweeps in with a presence like she knows exactly what she and everyone else should be doing? She would have owned the stage during the Battle Royale.

"I'm not much at designing anything, myself," she admits. The outfit she wears was one she cobbled together after months of trying to build her arena persona and she hasn't managed to move past it yet. "I was just watching everyone's makeovers. You work fast and it's mighty impressive."

[revolutionrocks]

[It's certainly colorful compared to what he was wearing before, that's for sure. Which is not necessarily a bad thing and like most everything else, Korg takes it in stride.

He turns to look at the person speaking to him, a smile lighting up his features.]

Why thank you, bro. I take it that's a yes then, eh? Fruit being considered vegetative matter per se.

[enmode]

"So far." Edna narrows her eyes and circles this girl, taking note of the dictionary, long cigarette holder in hand as she takes in the rest of the costume. "That is what every man two hours into wearing a romper says. What is your power, darling?"

[recommendations]

Momo tries to keep an eye on the small woman as she walks around her, but eventually just gives up and looks straight ahead, back ramrod straight.

"Ah. Creation. I can create any inorganic material from my skin." Thus why she has so much of it exposed. More surface area to work with. "Also, I can store large objects in my ponytail." That power she sounds less confident of, as it's a lot newer.

[consulinchief]

[Roland readily returns the smile.]

Yes. It's a type of plant that people consume.

[enmode]

"Yes, I can see that..." Edna says slowly, her eyes roaming distastefully over the buckles on the outseam of the pants, the shapeless top, and--

No.

Edna's eye twitches and she stops in her patient meandering around the woman. This is worse than she thought, in the darkness of backstage she hadn't seen it initially but now that she's closer, now that she can see...

"A cape...? A cape?!"

The staff winces again and collectively takes a step back as Edna advances.

"Explain!!"

[enmode]

Edna nods, pursing her lips and tilting her head from side to side. She snaps, and a staffer produces a tape measure and stands ready with a step stool. Without preamble, Edna starts zipping around Momo, taking measurements and shouting them to another staffer who frantically writes.

"I appreciate the need for quick access to your skin darling, however this belt situation only makes you look like a grown woman in a child's bathing suit with an under-inflated inner tube around your hips. We must fix this."

[recommendations]

Obedient as ever, Momo stands still with her arms outstretched to her sides while the expert takes her measurements. She spares a glance down at her belt, and now that Edna has pointed it out, it does look a little bulky...

"I need it sturdy to hold up my dictionary. What else would you suggest then?"

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[mimiir]

Not sure... the door is going to open now.

[ nervous, Jon offers an awkward smile. The whole display is funny; he wishes he had the strength to smash things when upset.

if anything, Jon looks like he'd break if he got pushed over.]

maurtia falls

[rexabcrystallo]

[ A dagger spins past his head, but before it reaches the octopus, a man in a black suit materializes in a flash of sparks, landing into a kick. Brandishing both his daggers, he drives them into the octopus and tries to grapple its head. It's not as dignified a look as he probably hoped. ]

Need a-- [ Glub. ] Need a hand?