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[maskormods]

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.

Comments

Captain Hook | Once Upon a Time

[unhand]

[Hook is most assuredly not wear his costume, but the outlandish black leather coat (and leather pants) combined with the jewelry and, let's not forget, the fearsome hook where his left hand is supposed to be seems to be giving some people the wrong idea. He scowls and acts as unfriendly as he can, brandishing his hook in front of him when the adoring public gets too close, though he never actually follows up on his threats.

Eventually, he fights his way to the shop with the free drinks. That particular bonus to his sudden popularity and being called a hero of all things, he can accept.]

Tell me there's rum in here...

[rustic]

[ David's only doing a slightly better job of blending in, but considering the fact that he's here straight from the Enchanted Forest instead of Storybrooke, he doesn't exactly look like a local. It's just hard to beat all that black leather and the hook hand.

He doesn't announce his presence. Instead he lightly slaps Hook on the back in greeting, glancing past him to squint at the menu. ] I think you're in the wrong kind of shop, mate.

[ Not mocking, really. Inside joke?? ]

[unhand]

[Hook glances over at him, giving the barest hint of a smile. Charming makes a lot more sense as an imported hero. Hook's a pirate. It's sort of the opposite, even if he's changed allegiances lately.]

A pity. Luckily, I came prepared. [He raises his flask and he smirks.]

[rustic]

[ Not losing the smile, but— ] Are you sure that's really the best idea?

[ Says the guy who barely gets drunk, ever. But strategically speaking, getting drunk directly after a kidnapping to a strange realm... sounds exactly like something Hook would do, just kidding. Instead of arguing that point, David raises his arm and pulls back his sleeve, showing off the tattoo. ] You get one too?

[unhand]

[He slides his hook in his sleeve and pulls it up a bit. Just far enough to reveal his wrist, though he keeps the other tattoo under his sleeve. That's not a conversation he wants to have with the father of the woman he currently loves.] Aye. I do take umbrage to having words imprinted permanently on my skin without my express consent.

[rustic]

I think we can all take umbrage to that. [ Sounding sincere, despite the slightly mocking repetition. It isn't like he has much room to talk when it comes to being old-fashioned.

He pulls his sleeve back down, glancing towards the windows. The crowds are still lingering, watching the new arrivals as they try to gain their bearings. And speaking of being kind of old-fashioned (or maybe just a sucker, who knows): ] Do you think they genuinely need our help?

[unhand]

[Hook slowly turns his head towards Charming.] Perhaps. But I certainly mistrust the government that brought us here. I've no doubt they've ulterior motives.

[childofthemoon]

[ A certain wolf girl has managed to blend into this place's theme a little better. Well, okay, certainly not on purpose, and the cloak isn't technically a cape, but... details.

Still rather stylish considering that she's been branded a hero, who knows why.

Heya, Hook. Last time she saw him, he was leering at her in the hospital.]

Doubting it. You could always spike it, of course.

[unhand]

That would be the back-up plan. [He glances over at her with a raised eyebrow.] Not very heroic, though.

[captainpissoff]

Not 'round these parts, mate.

[Don't mind the equally conspicuous and scruffy looking bloke propping up the bar with a large bottle of Captain Morgan's in front of him. He takes a swig out of his tankard and salutes the other gentleman with it.]

That's why I took the liberty of procuring my own for the occasion.

[Read: stole. Bloody pirates.]

[unhand]

[That's what he's talking about.] Did you procure enough to share?

[captainpissoff]

Of course! It's a lonely man who drinks alone after all.

[He extends the bottle to him with a grin.]

It's not much good, but help yourself. Any port in a storm, eh?

[unhand]

I don't much care how good it is, so long as it's strong. [He raises the bottle, then pours a sizable helping into his malt, stirring his straw around for a moment before taking a sip.] Ah, much improved.