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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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#3:

All right, he's in America. He needs to be in Egypt. He's also separated from Avdol, Kakyoin, Polnareff and the old man, but that's not hugely pressing on his mind. The four of them can handle themselves. He'll just have to meet up with them in Cairo--

--what the heck is this lunatic doing?

Jotaro watches him in confusion as this guy (his age, looks about) rushes this way and that like he's never seen a TV before. Even if these models are a bit nicer than the ones he knows in the 80s.

But then the other guy, without looking where he's going, seems like he's about to bump into Jotaro, and he reaches down reflexively to grab his shoulder.] Tch, watch where you're going.

[His brow furrows at that name, studying the man before him hard. Lucifer? He was claiming to be Lucifer of all beings? He's not sure what to think of it. He can't sense much of anything from the man sitting across from him, whether he was lying or not. Being an imPort he was probably hiding what power he had. He couldn't know for certain what he was capable of. Best not to rile him, for as tempting as that was, that nagging feeling he was getting off the other was telling him to behave.

Though, for all he knew that was the name this man had chosen cause he thought it sounded like a cool, intimidating moniker to be known as. His real name could be Bob. But then, that only gave insight to what sort of abilities he might have. No doubt ones he wouldn't mind seeing at a later date. Strategically it wasn't sound to start a fight here and now with the Devil.]

Lucifer? [Spoken with a slight raise of his brows and a nod of acceptance, but there's a sort of tone as if to say "that's what you're going with?"]

A pleasure, I'm sure. [He smiles as his treat is delivered and he looks to Satan.]

Would you like something? My treat.

[It was hard to tell with Gabriel if his kindness was true or a facade to misdirect, and he preferred to keep it that way. He was serious at least, he would get Lucifer something if he were hungry or thirsty. Assuming the Devil ate at all, for necessity or, like him, out of simple enjoyment.]

[#3:

Jotaro's busy thinking about all of the stuff in the tag to Joseph above that I'm not going to copy/paste. To sum up: in America, not Egypt, need to be in Egypt.

Someone's coming up from the side. Jotaro turns to look-- geez, what the hell is with this guy's sense of fashion?! Is he some kind of past reenactor?] What do you want.

[It was easy to move like that for Balthazar. In his true form he was a pure manifestation of celestial intent, a vibrating wavelength of great size and grandeur. What Gabriel saw, it was just a vessel, a way to be perceived safely by those made of flesh.

And they could be fun. Still, he'd like to able to show off his wings once in a while. It took so much effort to make them visible.

Settling back in his seat, Balthazar savours his first sip of scotch, considering this other Gabriel.]

As am I. And since I bought the drinks, you can go first.

[There's a small grin as he takes another sip.]
What I will say is this, it's interesting seeing another archangel.

I take it you approve of my selection?

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[His name, at least, appears to confuse the so-called angel. There's no indication of hostility or worry, so it's hard to say whether some things are constant across different worlds.]

Ah, no thank you. [He glances at the food.] One of the habits of physical existence I've yet to pick up.

[His gaze returns to this Gabriel, inspecting his form. He's fishing for information, anything he can get in regards to what exactly this creature is.] Not something you seem to be having problems with, showing off your wings earlier.

[ Frustrated? Maybe. Anxious.. definitely. Excited doesn't even touch the emotions bouncing around in Clementine's head. She didn't know where she was or how she even GOT here, but she did know she was surrounded by a lot of strangers. Strangers on average were very rarely a good thing.

So far though, no one has tried taking her things. There were no walkers attacking, and there were no people like Carver or the St. John's threatening everyone. There was also no one familiar, and while Clementine was no stranger to being on her own, it made her anxious. She'd never been in a city quite like this one but the sights and smells were making her hungry and it had been ..a while since she last ate..real. fresh food. ]

...

[Wow, you almost bump into HIM and tell HIM to watch where he's going?? No this was entirely Joseph's fault, but LOOK HERE YOU ASSHOLE-

Joseph turns roughly and brushes away Jotaro's hand from his shoulder. What once was a Way Too Excited mood is now over.]

How about you just get out of the way?

[Gabriel was content to sit at the little malt shop and enjoy a sundae, minding his own business and taking it all in. This world was different by leaps and bounds and it was taking quite a lot to even wrap his head around it all. If it weren't for the fact of who and what he was, he might have been overwhelmed by the change. Instead, to him, it was fascinating if a little frustrating, but he was adjusting. The civilization of man had it's perks and he would indulge while he could.

Of course his peace wasn't to last and whatever plan he had clicking away in his mind for this world suddenly was dropped flat. A familiar, tall, lanky, living, wrench in his plans in a long gray coat was milling about across the street. Of course they brought Michael along for this, why wouldn't they? Figures. Clearly he set his hopes too high.

He silently watched his brother from afar, observing the way the other was like a child in a candy store. His eyes almost wide as he looked around at all the mish-mash of old and new. So far Michael hadn't spotted him and he was debating if he wanted to duck his head or just wave him over. Too long thinking on it would decide for him as he sees Michael turn his head to look this way.

So he waves, smile on his face as if he's happy to see him. He's not, but this can be part of his lie too. If he can sell his brother on the idea that he'd changed his mind about humanity, maybe things might actually work. Trick is convincing Michael, he wasn't a fool. Then again, he did so wish Gabriel would have given humans more of a chance and could see things his way so they wouldn't fight. He was hoping to play on that desire.]

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[ a precaution indeed; needed in every part of the world, even those who exist only here and never there. she finds it interesting despite herself. what is heropa but a restoration? so endearingly similar to irene's work, work upon the old and create it anew.

a restoration of the tacky but a restoration, still.

john watson is perhaps as unremarkable as joan watson but joan watson did what no one else has succeeded to do.

joan taught jamie a lesson and jamie would be a fool to forget.

let us not quickly dismiss someone as unremarkable. let us listen.

irene, however, smiles a smile that is welcoming and charming and comfortable. ]

You stopped mid-compliment, I'm almost offended.

[ she doesn't look down at her wrist, already knows what he looks at. ]

New and old. Familiar and foreign. Being American, there is much here I can relate to and some things that are new.

[ cars that fly. it doesn't charm her as much as the others but it's certainly a surprise. ]

It must all look entirely too assuming and uncultured to a British man.

[ the accent, of course. ]

[Oh.

Look, beforehand he was going to just give this idiot the benefit of the doubt and assume he was too distracted to watch where he's going. But now, this punk's talking back to him?

Jotaro's annoyed. Annoyed enough to not notice that this guy's face is weirdly familiar.] Gimme a break... [YES YOU GOT A YARE YARE DAZE, OLD MAN]

I'm not going to move just because an idiot can't look where he's going.

(question, where do you guys get your icons from? I had to make my own and I'm terrible at it, LMAO)

I doubt he would find the flying cars to have an aesthetic value.

[ she wonders if he'd take so much liberty if she slipped out of irene into the light. it's a sweet little thought, truly, an interesting observation. irene was clever and charming and comfortable. why, one could simply come and look at her little sketch from behind her shoulder.

would they do the same if they saw the fuller picture? the part that was kept away from display?

she dismisses the thought. irene is, after all, someone she holds close to heart. her finest creation. an artist never shows themselves next to their art piece, do they? ]

all art is done on a whim, the question is who's, this -

[ she smiles, doesn't turn. she doesn't need to. ]

was done on my whim, indeed.

[Oh you have got to be kidding.

He doesn't care if this Joseph is clearly from long before they met, Joestars are always bad news. Even if Jotaro is the one he'd be really pissed off at seeing, it's not like that's saying much. It's like preferring surviving a stab wound over being killed.]

To think this place would plague me even now with your lineage, Jonathan...but so much younger. You have no idea who I even am, do you Joestar?

[And he was having such a good day, too.

Look, all he wanted was to visit the farmer's market and then head back home without incident. Running into this nutjob was not part of the agenda. He defensively pulls back the basket of food he's carrying...even though she poses way more of a threat to Senketsu than a bunch of organic produce.

Then again, hopefully she doesn't recognize him. It is Ragyo, though, so who knows if she can recognize Life Fiber just by looking at it or not.]

Ms. Marvel?

[ there's a little quirk of her head in response. it's possible that it fuels some recognition. (luckily for Kamala, it doesn't.)

the children look quickly between them and Aracely looks between the children and Kamala. ]

You can say Ms. Marvel saved you. And I'm Hummingbird. We're superheroes! Superheroes are here to save people. When you go back to your parents, you can tell them that.

[The rebuke through body language provoke a single eyebrow raised -- not that it was rude, or unexpected, but when an imPort was quick to establish boundaries after the traumatic arrival, well. Such suggested a durability that might not communicate through solely verbal platforms.

Chilton obliged with an inch of a sidestep to the left, giving Saul a little more personal space. Territory earned.]

Different how?

[Lacking the context of Saul's saga, he was left only with questions.]

What had happened to you?

[Upping the ante, wasn't she? When Abigail called Chilton on his slithering scheme, when she so bluntly revealed the physical scar, the lacking ear, he didn't have his slick swarm to rely upon. Chilton knew Will Graham wasn't the Chesapeake Ripper, at least at this point in his career, and he knew that Abigail Hobbs was not Will Graham's victim.

He knew what Hannibal Lecter was, had always been, beneath that friendly and composed smile.

But Chilton also understood the value of information. He knew what power was inherent, if Hobbs wasn't aware that either of those men were indeed lodge within Heropa's boundaries.

His raised eyebrows didn't surrender to their normal positioning.]

You'll find that it isn't uncommon for the dead to return, in this world.

[Or for scars to remain. Chilton himself was between scars, the one long incision down his torso acquired -- and the bullet to his face only incoming.]

How is it that your ear -- well, where it was -- is healed?

[Gideon had returned with his stump still bleeding.]

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[The archangel's head tilts to the side, eyes widening as the stranger breathes in deep, and a pair of shadowy wings display on the wall and ground behind him. Michael takes a step forward, a flash of tawny brown feathers, and then they're gone.

A surprised, and interested, gaze rises to meet the other angel's. He grabs the extended hand, shaking it hard once, before dropping it.]

Balthazar? I'm the Archangel Michael.

[The angel pushes his jacket back, hands on his sides as he leans forward, his dark blue eyes dropping back down, searching for the wings. What other strange powers did this angel have.]

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Hi? [She laughs. One thousand years and more distance than she could measure since she'd seen him last...it was a fairly casual greeting, considering.

Too bad for Hope, Fang's like an annoying big sister. So she returns her spear to her back, and pulls him into a bear hug — she can't get away with this sort of thing with Lightning, but Hope's fair game.]

That's all you've got to say, then? C'mere, kid! It has been a long time!

We barely met and already you're falling in love with me. Maybe you should calm down, I am a taken man after all.

( he says this in the same joking manner as before. )

[RESPECT YOUR GRANDFATHER, JOTARO. except u didn't even when he was old so............]

Now you dare call me an idiot?

[GETTING UP IN JOTARO'S FACE NOW, maybe even grabbing him by the jacket.]

It's like you're looking to start a fight with me.

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[ The number this person wants to calls probably doesn't even exist here...!

He looks at his watch, frowning slightly. Well, that's what he gets for meddling in the first place. ]

... Sure. How can I help?

[So this guy knows his grandfather? Knows his lineage, as well.

And those teeth.

BUT HEY, KEEP IT COOL JOSEPH.]

You know, I didn't get a good look at you before, but...

[Joseph puts a hand on his chin, leaning forward and looking Dio over. Suddenly he pulls back and snaps his fingers.]

I got it! You're out early for Halloween!

I suppose so.

( he wasn't sure what else to say about that, so he'll just leave it at that. )

Ferris, Ferris Bueller. What's your name?

I called an idiot an idio-- [You just grabbed his jacket.

He likes this jacket.

And in the blink of an eye, Jotaro is grabbing Joseph's wrist.] ...you'll regret this. Let go and walk away.

[Who the fuck is this reckless asshole?]

I can't waste any more time trying to call ahead. I have to just go there myself!

[DETERMINED BARA IN YOUR FACE KIRA. WHAT DO YOU DO.]

We need to find a plane!

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now don't be rude

Three generations of Joestars in one post?

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hello great-great-grandfather

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Clementine | The Walking Dead

Dio would lose it

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One Jojo? Fine. Two Jojos, he can deal with. THREE??

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we're not keeping this thread canon if you app so i can have some fun with this

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YES AWESOME!!

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2 jojo 4 life. also the comm I got my icons from didn't do part 3 icons ):

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Re: we're not keeping this thread canon if you app so i can have some fun with this

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ahhh well! no worries.

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