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etcelsior2019-01-25 09:32 pm
maskormods) wrote in etcelsior2019-01-25 09:32 pm
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time to put your face on
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.
The current craze sweeping the city and social media is getting people on their feet: the Camp Midnight Challenge! Based on a popular video game, the goal is to get the funkiest, silliest, most eye-catching dance sequence on video—with a twist! Successful completion of this challenge requires getting an imPort to join in a duo dance that incorporates their powers! Swarms of eager teens, tweens and would-be BlueTube stars are out and about on the sidewalk looking for newcomers to join in. If they spot you, you better come up with a good excuse or put your dancing shoes on!
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.
Today in De Chima, there's the unveiling of a brand new invention in the convention centre park! With a simple scan, it will print out your Closest Love Match of the other individuals present, along with your percentage of compatibility and a free coupon to get lunch with your new date if you match 90% or higher!
A little odd that it seems that nearly every couple has 90% or higher, isn't it? What's the probability that the scanner is broken?
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. 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...
Local resistance to superheroes has made the city a popular gathering place for experimental engineers and scientists whose methods are misunderstood by the establishment, aka 'mad scientists.' Today, the latest creation of a former food scientist who used to work for Yell-O Desserts, is rising up in gooshy style!
From the canal that bisects the city rises a giant, gooshy, uh....thing. The blob slowly begins to ooze through town, growing larger as it consumes anything it comes across, absorbing it into its gooey depths. It's slow, but relentless, and doesn't have any obvious weak spots. Will you attempt to fight back and arrest its gelatinous progress, help the slow runners get away or make a break for it yourself? Or maybe see how good a dessert it makes?
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.
This month there's the release of a hot new movie about imPorts themselves, though in order to evade copyright, it seems that the imPorts on screen are simply amalgamations of several different imPorts through the years instead of staying faithful to one true story. They've got everything! Action! Romance! Death! Desire. It's a whole load of hooey, in other words, but it's hooey with a big budget. What this means, however, is that even the newest imPorts are being roped into this red carpet affair. Even if they're simply passing by on the street, an eager reporter may well step up to you, saying, "Oh, are you an imPort? Please, you must come in! No, I insist!"
If you succumb to their pushy ways, you'll find yourself in a gala, likely unprepared and underdressed for the flash of the cameras and an endless torrent of questions about what you want to do here as an imPort, whether or not you feel you'll find love in this place, whether or not you fear an inevitable port-out (despite the fact that you may have just gotten here!) and will be plied with food and, if you're of age, with plenty of booze.
05. Jeopardy, Nevada by all rights shouldn't exist. A glowing neon city smack in the middle of the desert, the only reason it's still here is that the central nuclear power plant has tapped half a mile down into a subterranean lake for its water supply. So though the desert around it may be barren, the occupants of this small city are happily self sufficient. Those weird figures you see out of the corner of your eyes? Don't worry too much. Probably just weird radiation after effects. Jeopardy has a lot of those.
You're in luck! You're just in time for Jeopardy's traditional Valentine's Race!
The premise of the race is simple: hogtie your lover, throw them over your shoulder (or back, if needed), and carry them from the bank of the train station (it's actually not a train station, it's a non-functioning movie set that's been turned into a museum, but it's still called "the train station.") While the tradition says "lover," as long as the person you tie up has consented to it, it's allowed!
At the end of the race, the Mayor gives a short speech about love, and movies, and tradition. She's also baked thousands of Valentine's and heart-themed desserts for all participants and audience members! They just happen to all be... shaped like the actual heart organ, rather than the symbol.
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She waits while Andy lights her cigarette, then takes the lighter to do the same for herself. Her dark eyes glint gold in the flame, before she hands it back, taking a quick drag. ]
What, you got friends ready to literally drag your ass out of hell too? [ Hell, Du'at, same difference. ]
You just told me you were human.
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[ That could be a flex, but it comes out of her mouth as bland as anything. ]
Why, do you have friends ready to literally drag your ass out of hell? Because I'd be fucking pissed if someone came around and did that shit to me.
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Uh, hate to tell you, but I don't think you are human. Even demigods rarely live past fucking forty. Mind you that's because we all tend to go fucking crazy or get killed, so who knows how long we'd last if people left us alone. But mortality is definitely a constant.
You sure you aren't a god or something and just don't know it?
[ She'd heard crazier things.
And she shrugged, frowning. ]
Yeah, well. I don't think it's exactly something to be happy about, but. Stakes are high and the dead don't like to stay dead.
But I mean. If you're that eager to visit, you could just go there. Pretty sure Anubis would even let you stay, long as you handed over your heart. [ A pause. ] And provided he didn't feed your heart to Ammut.
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[ Though maybe that's not as true as it once was. There's too much here. Maybe there's too much back home too. It's easy to say you're ready to die when you've failed to actually die for a few millennia. But she wouldn't abandon Martin. Or Rex. She promised she wouldn't. And she doesn't want to. ]
I'm mortal. I'm going to die. I just haven't. Whoever the fuck is in charge of that shit is behind fucking schedule. So feel free to pass the message on to whatever higher powers still give a shit.
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Have you tried?
I don't mean like - trying to get yourself killed or whatever. I mean doing some Orpheus shit. There's ways of getting to the afterlife. A lot of them. I mean, depends a bit on which afterlife you're trying to get to, but. I've been to two of them, now. I should know. But between us, the Du'at is way better than whatever the fucking shit the Norse get.
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That part doesn't want anything but rest. Peaceful, black oblivion. Nothingness.
Suddenly the subject prickles at her more than it did before. Maybe a little of it is some odd, misplaced jealousy. Must be nice to have died twice. Andy can hardly manage it once. ]
Listen — demigod, whatever you are — it's not your fucking problem. Or your fucking business. I don't need a preview of the real estate — I don't want to go anywhere after. And I'd half rather go on the stupid date than talk about how I can't fucking die.
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[ She raises her hands, which would look like submission and surrender if not for the look of utter defiance on her face. ]
You're the one who fucking brought it up. To what, brag that I couldn't kick your ass? When I'd already said I didn't want to?
Calm the hell down. Of course we don't have to fucking talk about it. Christ.
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[ Flatly, turning her head away to exhale smoke with an irritable little motion — ignoring the fact, of course, that she was the one that brought it up to start with. But hey, Andy's a moody bitch, and she's never tried to claim otherwise.
Nile would have liked Takara. Nile was always calling her the fuck out like this too. ]
I am calm. You're the one with that look on your face like you might change your mind about kicking my ass.
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Two---
Then raised her hand to touch her own face. ]
Fuck. No. That's just my face. [ She lowered her hands and took another annoyed puff of her cigarette, eyes sliding away from Andy and a heat rising under her cheeks. ]
I'm told I have extreme resting bitch face.
[ Another awkward, frustrated pause, a puff of a cigarette, and then: ]
Well if we're not going to kill each other do you want to use this dumb fucking lunch coupon, or what.
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Finally, unreadably: ]
It's not a bad face. [ She plucks her cigarette from her mouth, tilting her head away to let the wisps of smoke escape. ] Let's go, before they find some other stupid ImPort shit to rope us all into.
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Alright. Come on, then. It's a couple blocks away, looks like.
[ And without waiting to see if Andy is following, she starts striding off. Even walking a little distractedly, she still walks faster than she should - even with her long legs added into the equation. ]
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What the fuck's the hurry, Legs. [ It's a dry little quip from slightly behind Takara. ] I'm half a foot shorter than you and about two hundred times older, so take it easy on me.
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[ Takara pauses and frowns, glancing down at her legs. ]
Oh. Yeah. Sorry. I keep going faster than I mean to. It's like going through a second fucking puberty.
You don't look a day older than 5000. [ Dryly. She starts walking again, deliberately slower. ] Gonna have to start going to the gym.
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[ Andy finally comes up alongside her, glancing at her out of the corner of her eye as she smokes and walks. With a lazy hand, she gestures vaguely at the legs in question. ]
What, like this is a new development for you or something?
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[ She's flirting with her. She's flirting with her, right? That was definitely flirting. Her cheeks are a little warm and she just... ignores that entire segment of conversation. She'll process that later. ]
Uh - yeah. I thought I was just a normal human a few months ago. Kind of got thrown into the deep end with the demigod stuff. And I keep just - changing all the time. [ She sounds more disconcerted about that than very happy. ]
It's not like I try to do things - they just - happen.
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Can't relate. [ A little shrug of her shoulders under her jacket. ] I haven't changed since the Bronze Age.
[ With another idle sidelong glance: ]
Seems like you could've done worse though.
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I'd give just about anything not to know the things I know. [ She admitted, though her voice was tight and hard, caught in her throat. She cleared it, then looked a little sheepish. ]
Uh - the body's not bad, though, no. Not like I get to do anything fun with it, but. I guess now I'm on permanent vacation.
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[ Andy echoes her dryly, like she's tempted to ask aloud if Takara is joking — except she doesn't seem the type. Genuinely self-deprecating. With legs like that. Makes a person half-wonder what shaped her that way — but Andy doesn't pry as a rule, particularly not on a first date. ]
If you want to forget, you're doing it wrong. Less lunch, more whiskey. [ Then, casually as you fucking please: ] We could go and break in your new place.
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[ Takara paused, blinking at her, clearly having to actually process the suggestion. ]
... Break it in with whiskey? [ She asked, first, and sounded confused about it, before something finally clicked into place. Her skin was dark enough that it hid the majority of the resulting blush, but not quite enough to completely obscure it. ]
Uh - yeah. Yeah, my place. Is good. It's nice? It's bigger than my place in New York, that's... that's for sure...
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Yeah. I'm not all that interested in what it looks like. [ At least Andy isn't much the type to beat around the bush with this kind of thing. ] You do get that I'm coming onto you, right?
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Uh - yeah.
[ Her brow furrowed a little bit, eyes sliding away as her ears fucking lit themselves on fire. God damn it, Takara. So what if it'd been a while, and so what if she was fucking hot. This isn't your first rodeo. ]
Yeah, no, I get it. Trust me. I'm just bad at uh - [ She gestured vaguely with a hand to indicate.... something?? She cleared her throat, then looked back at Andy. ]
... Want to skip the whiskey and go straight to the make outs, or do you want both at the same time?
[ See? She could fucking adult. ]