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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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Maybe if she was stronger, she'd have the words to explain it. She'd be able to tell him about those days on the Clocktower, spent laughing about nothing and feeling like complete people.
But he probably wouldn't believe her. She wouldn't believe her.
There's one small grace to him not knowing who she is -- if he did, he'd have known better than to let go. She bolts the second she's freed from his grip. ]
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[There's no reason for him to draw a Keyblade on her—she hasn't done anything yet. But whatever she says, the coat means Organization, and an Organization member running away means he absolutely wants to follow. If this is a trick, if she's here to watch him and find out what he's up to before reporting back and helping them take him back, make him their tool again...
No way. He wants answers. Oathkeeper and Oblivion are in his hands before he even consciously thinks of calling them. The girl is fast, despite looking about the same height as him, but she's not so far he can't catch up. The light he calls boosts his own speed, letting him surge forward to overtake her and place himself in her path.]
I said, who are you? Why did you come find me?
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He'd summoned his keyblade, after all. Keyblades. He's faster than he was before - is this all that she'd stolen from him? She really couldn't hold a candle to the real thing.
The burning of her eyes worsens. She doesn't want to fight him, not again. But she doubts the truth will do anything but infuriate him further. All of this had been easier when the idea of nothing had been waiting for her at the end of his keyblade, when returning to Sora meant feeling complete. Not having to see that no one, no one, remembered that she had existed at all.
She can't outrun him. ]
Do you... [ Her voice catches despite herself. She takes a step forward. ] Do you really not remember anything at all, Roxas?
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He hesitates.
It's something about the look in her eyes, he decides, or the way she says his name. Something...familiar? No, that can't be, they've never met. Maybe it's the emotion he thinks he can sense even if he shouldn't be able to understand anything about emotions, because she sounds sad. Does he remember? Should he?
He lowers his Keyblades, but doesn't dismiss them.]
I don't know. [It's his voice that catches this time, and it surprises him.] They took me. Made me forget. I got my memories back, I remember the Organization, but...
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[ She has an idea of what did this, of... of what changed him so profoundly. In her mind she pictures a boy standing horrified above her body as he struggled to hold on to who she was to him.
He might do it again. He's so angry - he reminds her almost of her, at her very worst at the center of all of this. ]
... You... [ You did what needed to be done, what she forced you to do. ] Your memories of me were probably already gone by then.
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I don't understand. My memories were fine until that man put me in the fake Twilight Town.
[Does she even know what that is? It all comes down to when she was with the Organization. He doesn't know when that could possibly have been, unless it was after him—and just trying to pin it down is starting to give him a pounding headache.]
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He's crying. He's... He's crying. Does he remember? Does some part of his heart remember their time together.
Xion hesitates. This could be a chance to run, but... that may only lead to a fight. She doesn't want to fight him anymore.
She lifts her hands, grasping the edges of her hood - and slowly, lowers it. ]
In order for Sora to wake up, I needed to give everything I had taken from you both back... I don't know whose face you'll even see anymore.
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[Whose face? What does that mean? The hood comes down and she's just a girl, someone who looks a little like Kairi, just like he expected. The stray thought gives him a start, because why would he expect that? Why would he think he knows anything about her?]
But that's not how it was. I'm the one they had to lock away so he could be whole. Xion, I don't understand.
[It doesn't even register that he's said a name.]
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But he says her name, and that screeches to a halt. ]
What did you just say?
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[He goes absolutely still then, replaying his own words in his mind. He hadn't even meant to—it had just slipped out.]
...Xion. That's your name, isn't it?
[How does he know her name?]