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WILL YOU HELP SAVE THE WORLD?

Mask or Menace is a panfandom urban 'superhero' genre DWRP game, where heroes, villains, and everyone in between seek to survive and thrive in a world loosely parallel to our own.

Mar. 21st, 2014

Audio

Mar. 21st, 2014 11:59 am
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[Alan doesn't use the video function. His brush with fame for close to seven years has made him wary of using anything that has both his name and face attached to it. He'll cross that bridge if someone actually recognizes his name. For now, he'll just act casual.]

I'm sure you're all sick of new kids coming in with the same question, so here's something different: Can someone point me in the direction of a flash light? [he flashes a slight smile that shows teeth and looks mostly awkward until he remembers he hasn't turned on the video function and drops the smile. Now he just feels silly. Good thing no one could see that.] I know. I know. 'What do I need a flash light in Florida for?' You can call it a security blanket. I just feel a lot better with one. [At least he's not asking for a gun too.]

[a beat]

Man, having a one sided conversation through your phone is weird. [Technically he's done a lot of talking like this thanks to interviews and publicity events so it's not that odd. But for the sake of trying to identify with a group of strangers, he'll put in a bit more effort at being friendly and at making conversation. He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly; once again glad that he opted for audio only] I don't know how you guys are doing it so naturally. Oh, that's right, I'm Alan Wake. It's a pleasure to... uh... meet you. [he grimaces at the lame follow up. It's almost like being in the Darkness for so long has diminished his social skills somewhat.]

That's all. Thanks.

Video

Mar. 21st, 2014 03:19 pm
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[The picture comes to life giving any viewers a wide shot of an old, but sturdy looking long building. The walls are a bit overgrown with vines and almost every features seemed to be suffering from one form of disrepair or another. Several trees and bushes surround the structure giving it an isolated, almost disconnected feeling from the rest of the world.

Suddenly Cu Chulainn's excited visage appears on screen in a rush and he flashes a beaming grin.
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Isn't is perfect? Who'da thought a place like this existed in this day and age?

[He suddenly approaches and scoops up the camera and the video shows him entering through a set of heavy ajar doors and into the musty structure. If you thought the outside looked bad, the inside was on a whole new level.

But but if Cu Chulainn noticed, he didn't seem to care. After the cam was set down again he began pacing around and gesturing at the entirety of the place.
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I mean LOOK at this! This place is AAANCIENT! And I'm almost positive it was built over one of the ley lines of the city. Which probably doesn't mean much for most of you but suffice to say it's pretty incredible.

[He turns, hands on hips and focusing all his excitement on the camera once more.]

I'm going to turn it into a pub. [As if that explained everything.] I don't have everything worked out yet, but I just know when its done this place is going to be spectacular!

So come on down and pay it a visit! I'm just outside Muartia Falls. [He gestures towards the corner of the spacious room where several out of place cardboard boxes were stacked high, clearly labeled with various forms of booze.]

As you can see I came prepared!

[ooc:The open mingle log can be found Here!]
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[The video clicks on to give the audience a rather disorienting view of blurry greens, browns, and light blues. The colors streak about longer than they should which frustrates whoever's recording. It takes them a moment to steady their grip on the communicator, but they offer no apology for the disturbance.

The angle remains odd and slightly tilted, granting those who're watching a rather boring view of a sidewalk and the small patch of grass running parallel to it. The movements remain jerky as the camera slowly pans upward to show downtown Heropa, specifically focusing on a kid who seems to be wearing a strange pink and purple spiky helmet.

As the kid comes more into view, it's obvious he's looking for something. He looks around, panting, moving back and forth on the balls of his feet anxiously. Finally, he plops down cross-legged on the sidewalk and groans. There's a moment when the kid almost pouts, but it's short lived when he snaps his fingers in realization.

Taking out his own communicator, he fiddles with it awkwardly before he cheers in happiness and stands up, but then pauses, staring at it. He frowns and holds it it up, realizing something else now. He begins to move toward the camera recording him, speaking very loudly.]


I'm looking for my friend who probably came here with me. See, he's kind of blue, glowy, and floats around like a ghost? He's probably sitting in a high place, he likes to watch people.

[He moves to the tree, pointing it out before looking up. His eyes are focused directly on the camera. He's furious at the person holding it. His foot stomps on the ground as he yells.]

Kind of like this tree! Oh, and his name is Astral!

[The owner of the communicator finally speaks up, his voice an oddly hollow monotone:] Yes, Yuma?

[Yuma's climbing up the tree now, almost growling at Astral.] What the heck is wrong with you?!

You never bothered to look up.

[Yuma sucks in a sharp breath and growls now, slipping in the tree as he tries to climb faster. Once he makes it up to the camera person, he lets out a huff and sits down.]

[Astral's attention remains on the screen as he changes perspective of the camera, it's positioned so the audience can see the both of them. Astral's exactly how Yuma’s described: kind of blue and glowy. His expression is rather… blank.] My name is Astral.

[Yuma frowns at the screen and looks to Astral. He's flabbergasted as he speaks.]

You're still recording?!

It is customary to introduce yourself.

[Yuma looks incredulous, but sighs. Astral is Astral, so it's pointless to argue. He grins at the camera.] I'm Tsukumo Yuma! Everyone calls me Yuma!

[There's a moment when he opens his mouth to say something, but there is a loud rumble from somewhere and he's sheepish for a second before pulling Astral's communicator closer to him.]

Does anyone know where I can get lunch? I'm starving!