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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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Chrollo had smiled along with the greeter, acted the full part of politely confused by it all, and took that folder of his personal information with a nod and a thank you. Just another hapless citizen brought in from one of those reportedly many worlds, confused but willing to give it his best shot here.

He’d watched everything very closely, of course, half suspecting it to be some sort of Mafia trap, and he’d poured over the file first chance he got. What he saw was… promising. Very promising. After all, if he was going to start over again in a world that gave him such a neat little loophole around the geas set on him by Kurapica, he was going to need all the advantages he could get.

He strolls down the boardwalk with one hand pocketed and the other fiddling with the device they’d given him. It’s not difficult to work, just different from the ones he’s used to. It won’t take long at all for him to figure out how to use it to his best advantage. But for now he plays the part of a healthy confusion, not at all sure about this new technology they’d handed over. He can be seen stopping people here and there, asking for assistance with the communicator, directions, or even just about some interesting thing they’re wearing or doing. There’s just so much to learn.

Their entrances to the place couldn't have been more similar. Calm, collected, taking everything in stride, though Hisoka's finding himself much more amused by everything. He's always been someone to live in the moment, and if the moment is taking him here? So be it. He's bound to find something entertaining, especially considering what this Greeter has said, what this file contains. The situation- how may others from different places, how many abilities-

A moment where he pulls in a deep breath through his nostrils passes. The excitement starting to get the better of him once he's released to take a look around, file completely read and then discarded appropriately. Done with it- though his new powers will definitely prove interesting. He'll have time to practice soon enough- for now he's tailing someone.

Before anything- Chrollo will, for a moment step down on the ground, onto something- only to remove his foot and see a card there, face up, a Jack. Looking up and not far away- is a familiar face of a man shuffling a familiar deck of cards.

"Mmmm- I can't say I expected this, but I certainly won't question it." Smiles, his eyes slim, infront of him. Had gone around as soon as he realized who this was- how could it be anyone else. He might've ignored him were they back home, was it near when Chrollo's nen was blocked but now... He's gotten his own powers shifted so that would mean Chrollo would as well. Oh-- How favorable.

"Chrollo~"

His eyes flicked down as soon as he'd caught something there, under his foot. He'd moved it, and stared with complete impassivity at the card on the ground. He knows who he'll see before he even looks up, and knows the danger that could entail. No danger at home, no, but here, with power (of a sort) restored... But he does look up, regards Hisoka for a few silent seconds, and then smiles.

There are appearances to keep up.

"Unexpected is right." He kneels to pick up the card, then starts at a relaxed, leisurely pace for Hisoka, card in hand outstretched to offer it back. Like there's no reason in the world to be wary of this man. "You've dropped this, Hisoka."

Of course it's Hisoka, who else. He wanted the card to be more of his entrance than anything else, it's all he needed to let Chrollo know who he'd be encountered by next. He could've waited, perhaps- tailed him longer, tried to figure how if he got his powers restored- or changed. But asking is easier. And maybe he's a little too excited by the possibility.

"Hmm." Smiles curls wider, staying in place and putting a hand on his hip as the other extends, deck on his palm, waiting for Chrollo to place that card ontop.

"Thank you." A tilt of his head, eyes slowly sliding up Chrollo's body till they're eye to eye once again. "I doubt you're that pleased to end up here- though after what happened, the head was prepared to leave its body and limbs alone for a while anyway."

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And he does place the card on top, all without taking his eyes from Hisoka's. But still the pleasant smile is in place; what else would he wear, talking to an old friend from his world?

"Oh, I don't mind it at all. I might find who I'm looking for here." After all, he'd been prepared to enter that fabled game to achieve his goal — entering another world isn't so different. "Getting back home again may be another issue, but I'll see to that when I get there." His smile widens. "You must be happy to be here, though."

All of these people with all of those powers, there must be someone that sparks Hisoka's interest. There always is.

Card- on- and he smiles again, curling his fingers around the deck before putting that hand in his pocket. Smiles all around- but it's easy to tell Chrollo is in character right now. A little boring him playing that good guy face- but the reason for it is there. These people don't know them, better to keep it that way.

Ahh- for Chrollo anyway. Hisoka doesn't plan to act differently.

"Looking for- hm- so you still are?" His expression dims a little. "Did this gate not treat you as it has others? I doubt that." Eyes slim- but he can't be sure.

"Ahh-" A sigh, leaning his weight on his back foot, smiling again and glancing to the side. "Of course. Though I still have to get a better look-" Eyes sliiiide back over to Chrollo. "For now- now my attention's gotten. And here I was prepared to abandon you as much as you were your legs." A chuckle, waving a hand slightly.

"But now I'm curious."

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It's a talent to stay as completely impassive at that as he does. There's not a flicker of irritation or denial. The head hasn't abandoned its legs, only death could part them. But Chrollo won't abide his own uselessness. It had been... temporary. But even without his polite mask in place, Chrollo would show none of that, least of all to a man as dangerous as Hisoka.

"I think your curiosity might be wasted." His smile looks open, as open as his palms of his half-spread arms when he gestures to himself. "They haven't given me much, so not much has changed since we last saw each other."

It's a half-truth. Not inaccurate, although he doesn't mention the... potential. His smile stays, a quiet challenge to Hisoka to sniff out the omission.

Oh Hisoka quite knows how very much he cares for his 'legs', but to say otherwise he knows pecks at Chrollo. It's fun to press and play, though something so petty would hardly shake this person. And that is perfectly fine.

He smiles right back, eyes slim, locked on him. Curls a hand up under his chin.

"Hmmm, but they have done something to you then. I'm compelled to ask but I doubt you'll humour me so easily." Chuckles under his breath, sweeping his gaze down and over him again to see if there are any differences. Unfortunately he lost his ability to use abilities like gyo to see if Chrollo still has some degree of aura. Funny how he's only left with his things similar to his own two special abilities.

"OooOOoo... Always hard to get with you." Nngh, and oh how he loves it.

He could lie. He could keep the truth to himself. But would it gain him? Hisoka has left him once already upon absence of his abilities. And Hisoka is, pretenses or not, the only Phantom Troupe member currently here. There is one sure way to keep him at his side.

His smile had faded with his thoughtfulness, but it refreshes and widens as he reaches his conclusion.

"Hisoka," he starts, bright and cheerful, "Your abilities have always been fantastic, I'm sure this place has only made them even more of a sight. Maybe you could demonstrate them?"

His trap is obvious, and intentionally so. It's the first step of the requirements needed to steal a power: a trap plain enough to be an answer to the question of his abilities in itself.

Chrollo allowed him to join, and as Hisoka and the others have seen, he is a particular judge of character. It's far-fetched to think Chrollo was really all that surprised by Hisoka's reveal that he had been tricking them with texture surprise that entire time. Chrollo is smart, and Hisoka knows he is- loves that he is. Ontop of that, Chrollo's poker face is rather perfect.

Hisoka smiles a little wider, seeing Chrollo's expression smooth over for a moment. Thinking so hard are we? Lifts his head as he looks at him again, brows up.

"Compliments will get you everywhere- for most. But you know what I want. Weren't we talking about you?" A 'hn' like sound, small laugh as he cocks his head to the side. Chrollo is changing the subject. He isn't sure why. Could it be that he's right about him having something more as far as powers go? To go as far to compliment him before asking to see his own powers. But Hisoka isn't against showing him. Hiding his powers is the opposite of what he'd like to do as far as Chrollo is concerned.

"Would you trade more information for a demonstration?" Smiles, cupping a hand near his cheek, placing his pinky just over his bottom lip.

Hmm. If Hisoka needs more clues, a whole trail of them, Chrollo doesn't mind laying them out. He reaches for a pocket on the inside of his jacket, slipping out that little black book with the red handprint at its cover, eyes still on Hisoka and smile still in place.

"I think it would depend on what information you asked for." Because there's some information that he plans to give out either way. "But as long as we're talking about information, maybe you could also explain your abilities to me?"

Requirements one and two, laid bare. If Hisoka wants to go as far as the third one to see if Chrollo's ability is really restored, well, he'd be more than welcome to it.

The demonstration was a key point in deciding if Chrollo had his powers back. Chrollo could just be joking with him, but that's more of Hisoka's schtick, isn't it? That, and this clever leader knows better than to think Hisoka would hand over his specialties. Well that and one more thing.

He places a hand on his hip, cocking them a little and gesturing with his other hand.

"Well- this is awkward." A smile, chuckling a little to himself.

"I can no longer use my nen." And there's that. Though it's odd. He's unsure if nen is no longer something everyone can learn here- or if his is now merely back to being 'untapped'. Giving him so much more potential all over again ontop of the abilities the gate gave him. That would be the promising possibility. The other one is simply- can no longer access his nen as he had back home. It is now completely replaced with his new abilities. He'll try and hope for the best. But as far as Chrollo's ability to steal nen goes- that makes it null and void for him now.

"So I suppose you trying to both take from me what is mine, as well as answer my question won't work. A loss for the both of us."

That's interesting. But he doubts Hisoka has been left entirely without power, according to what greeters have told him. So that simply means it's something else, doesn't it? He doesn't doubt he'll learn about it in time, one way or another.

"Ah... unfortunate. But you should have your answer." His smile is mild as it ever was, confident that Hisoka will take his meaning out of what would sound like nonsense to anyone else, but it takes a slight edge when he speaks again. "The nen chains are still doing their job, but this place gave me a facsimile. I'm a blank slate."

A blank slate with as much potential as he'd ever had, given enough time and patience. That should be enough to recapture Hisoka's interest.

The file wasn't completely helpful, and he hasn't tried his nen or his other powers really. Not yet. When he's alone he will. For now- his file barely mentioned anything about nen, or anything similar, so he's left to assume till he gets the time to try it.

"Blank slate?" He'll get from that what Chrollo means. Blank slate means potential. What you'd tell a criminal that has been wiped clean of his crimes, able to do as he pleases once again. So Chrollo means he's been given a new chance?

"And what will you fill it with then? I'll have to save my own tricks for myself, but you can 'have' them one day." Have as in, all over your body right, when he beats the shit out of you. Mmm- if he's strong enough to- unless Chrollo's strong enough then to stop him.

If not, it'll be his life running through his fingers. Make him squirm for him- this magnificent man. Ahh~

He knows exactly what Hisoka means. And, really, it's only to be expected. No flicker of reaction, just the ever-present polite serenity.

But — what will he fill it with, isn't that the question? It's exciting, all the potential this world has to offer him. He tucks the black book neatly back into his inner breast pocket as the edge on his smile sharpens.

"You're better with your tricks intact." More useful to him... and more than that, more complete. Hisoka had been allowed to replace 4 for a reason. "I have no doubt I can find my own, after all. It seems there are a lot to choose from here."

It's both frustrating and impressive. But he himself is just as good at keeping face, even when his emotions are running wild. And how often that's happening? Makes Hisoka pretty damn impressive too.

"Hm, oh thank you. Be sure to send any of those compliments my way any time, as well as ask for a few 'tricks' here and there." Said as he suddenly fans cards in his hand that weren't there to begin with. Folds them back together and shifts them down, suddenly opening his fingers. No more cards!

"So you can do as you did before? Or it's different now..." Since he highly doubts there are nen users here. Hisoka's eyes slim, heart beating a little faster.

"You can take so much more, can't you..."

He watches that card trick steadily, the edge fading from his smile again as he plays the part of politely amused by it. Who doesn't love card tricks? The question especially amuses him. That sort of thing is really best left to Hisoka's imagination, for now. He's planted enough seeds.

His gaze flicks back to Hisoka's again, and he rests one hand at his chin with a finger to tap his cheek thoughtfully.

"It's possible. I think I'll keep the details to myself, for now." Give Hisoka more reasons to stick around, learn for himself.

"You do it knowing I'll wait, mmff... If you do have all this potential now, of course I would want to wait only to fight you in the future. And if you are merely playing with me to get me to wait...." His eyes slim. If he is just not telling him so Hisoka waits, that would be to gain himself time, right? But why. Doesn't he think Hisoka would just leave him as before without laying a hand on him? So if he just told him the truth about not having potential Hisoka would grant him all the time in the world. There would be no waiting, Chrollo would no longer have to deal with him here, just as it was at home.... But if he's left without an answer he can't be sure and thus will wait for Chrollo and stick close by....

Ah... That's it. He wants him to stay close for some reason.... He smiles, nodding his head down and closing his eyes. By not telling him.... Chrollo knows Hisoka's curiosity and patience will keep him near. Perhaps just in case something were go happen to Chrollo he imagines. For his own preservation? Perhaps...

"Hmmm ohhh I see, ah, act like that and you could leave a lasting impression on me you might not expect, Chroo~llo~." Chuckles, letting out a shaky gasped sigh. A clever man, abilities or not. They did not take away that brilliant mind after all, so waiting around with him should still prove entertaining for now. Ahh, Chrollo, are you merely being given a second chance to bloom? When you do this time, can you let him smell you're beautiful scent? Oh just...to pluck you himself.... Ngh.

"So, what will you do now then? Surely this amount of time you've already thought of so much, him?"

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Chrollo watches Hisoka closely, nearly unblinking with those steady, dark eyes of his. Hisoka understands his intent, Chrollo is certain. That isn't a problem. In the game they're playing, secrecy is no longer a true contestant. Intrigue, yes, but Hisoka's motivations are laid bare and as clear as day between them. It's only a matter of best manipulating those motivations.

He doesn't answer the speculation; he doesn't need to. Hisoka is correct, lack of objection will serve him as confirmation.

"I think I'll go and see my new housing," he says, and Chrollo Lucifer is firmly hidden away again. This is that pleasant young man with the bandaged head, eager to get along with anyone he meets. His reappearance means that their meeting, the informational part of it, is nearly over. He has just one more thing... which would have been an order, but now will have to be a suggestion. That Phantom Troupe tattoo hadn't, after all, been genuine.

"Isn't that novel? I've never been anywhere so generous before. But settling in, I think that can wait. For now, it's better to look around, see this new world for myself. I'm sure there will be time later for seeing to permanent arrangements."

Observe, learn, grow familiar with a new area. When Chrollo has a secure area for them to meet and truly talk business, he'll be in contact. He trusts Hisoka to understand his meaning.

Is it truly manipulation when Hisoka knows what's happening? Does he care if it is? Not really. Chrollo's black abyss of a gaze is on him and that's fine for now, let him be swallowed up. He'll play this game, stick close by, be at his beck and call then. All in wait of course, for something to happen. To see something unfold, what waits within this man. He doesn't have his two guard dogs now, but without anything to fight him with he's useless to him.

In the present anyway.

Now he's just potential, and that's perfectly fine too. More time to yearn, and it feels fantastic creeping up under his skin, the possibility of what's to come. Manipulated? Maybe, but willingly. He can show the fool's card as often as he pleases, only to hide it away just as quick.

"New housing- right. I'll probably do the same." Though he won't be there much, unless these room mates prove interesting. Fifty/fifty on that, hard to say with how new this place is.

Hisoka raises his hand, pulling down his wrist cuff with the other and stares at his new tattoo for a moment before smiling to it impishly. "Generous, yes, they certainly are giving." Oh Chrollo, you're so good at spewing complete horseshit, but while the persona's a bore to him, it'll be interesting to see other people react to. Such a good- boy- Chrollo.

"Let's keep fond then, you remind me of home." A happy sigh, letting his hand fall. "You will keep in touch, it's so easy now, isn't it?" Lifts that marked wrist and hand again, fingers spread, then suddenly showing one, two, three, four, five cards- and then back down to one again, flipping it. Joker face, holds it over one eye.

"I'll be watching for you word."

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