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TEST DRIVE MEME

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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Lucifer.

[He nodded, shrugging.]

In their words, they were trying to fulfil the word of God. He said it would happen and they were determined to make it happen. Never mind how many lives they would take in the process.

[Balthazar stops, the disgust in the other's voice peaking at his interests, the anger putting him on edge. His hands rise, palms outward and Balthazar steps back. Stranger or no, this was still an Archangel.]

Just asking. Still, good to know you feel so passionately. If Lucy ever gets out of jail it'd be nice to have another... Helping.

[He jerks his jacket shut and crosses his arms, the body language unconscious on his behalf.]

Gabriel? His name is Gabriel?

[There's a dark laugh and Balthazar shakes his head. He was going to need a drink after this. Probably several.]

Well that's going to make things confusing. The only Archangel we had to stand for man was... Our Gabriel. Against Lucifer.

[He's not going to mention the outcome, opting instead to give Michael a sly smile.]

And He's here, if you interested.

[That was a twist that Michael hadn't been expecting, but considering that their Michael was the opposite of him, then why wouldn't their Gabriel be so different from the one he knew. He dropped his hands, folding them to clasp behind his back.]

Interested? Intrigued for certain. I would meet the archangel with my brother's name, but stood on the side of mankind.

[It would be a strange meeting, and surely, a strange conversation to follow. Michael was no longer angry, and like he'd told Balthazar, highly intrigued by all of this.

He shook his head towards the door, pushing it open, and stepping aside so the other angel could enter.]

In your world, has our Father left?

Well, goody. An other family reunion. After a fashion.

[He stepped back Michael, leading the way into the bar. It was comfortable, clean and old fashioned, all wood and leather, a few pool tables to one side.]

Though a warning, he may not be happy to see you.

[He looked over his shoulder, looking back at the other angel.]

Dad? Unfortunately, yes. Half the reason the higher ups was so insistent on the apocalypse. His 'word' and all.

[Michael took a seat, but didn't order, waiting for Balthazar to take the lead on that front.]

Why wouldn't he be happy to see me? I'v never met him.

[The archangel raised a brow, but suspected it had to do with names and positions more than who they were as individuals.]

Ah. Well, I would have been surprised if he was still around. Must be a common trait amongst the different worlds.

[At least he had abandoned all of them, and not just a select few; the thought giving him a brief flash of guilt.]

[He orders, something simple. Aged single malt in a pair of tumblers. At the angels question, he turns, brows raised to give him a look as if to say 'Really?']

Partly I was joking, but you are archangel. Figure it out.

[He pays for the pair of drinks and sets one before the other, taking a seat beside him.]

Agreed. It's the third or fourth I think that I know for certain is without Father, if he was there at all. There's a few with different gods and peoples all together.

[Michael had forgotten about angel hierarchy, and didn't apply that before asking about the other Gabriel. It made sense, he supposed, that this angel wouldn't like him based on rank alone; it was a common occurrence in his world as well.]

I want to say I find it all unbelievable, there being so many various worlds, but nothing is impossible really.

[He sipped at the drink, brows scrunching a bit as it burned it's way down his throat.]

And what's it like here? Where we are concerned.

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