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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.

Jan. 13th, 2016

thinhammer: (iiiiiin west philadelphia born n raised)
[personal profile] thinhammer
So y'know those random job things they give ya when you get your file thing and your keys an' your house and stuff? [ He looks somewhere between embarrassed and annoyed. It's like someone's pointed out that he's been doing something confidently and yet completely wrong - so it's a feeling he's familiar with, but nevertheless it's one he hates. Hence the discomfort. ] Uhhh.. What'dya do if you lose it?

[ Give him a break; where he's from everyone's either a ninja or they aren't, and that's as far as his understanding of government-issued employment goes. In his world his jobs literally get handed to him day in day out, and typically they're picked specifically for him, too. ]

I just wasn't feelin' it, y'know! It didn't make any sense, an' the people tryin' to tell me what to do kept bein' all bossy about it, sayin' I had to talk better and faster and stuff, but I didn't even know what was goin' on half the time. No-one wanted to buy that old dusty trash anyway, lemme tell ya! I just walked outta there. [ Well, it was a bit more uh.. forced, than that. But Naruto won't admit it. Naruto Uzumaki doesn't get fired, haha, are you kidding? ] But uh, now I kinda got nothin' to do, so I'm thinkin' I need to look for somethin' else.... [ He gets kind of twitchy with just his own company. ]

Does anyone know where I can get a job? [ Surely these sparkling puppy dog eyes will sway anyone into at least pointing him in the direction of a vacancy... right? ]
causational: (hey baby we don't mind)
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[The video shakes a little bit as Eddie sets the phone up on the table in front of him, trying to get it stable and recording evenly. Pulling his hands back, he lifts them both, takes a deep breath, then lets it go, sitting heavily in the seat so he can look directly at the camera.]

Okay, there we go.

[Eddie looks more than a little harried, stressed out - his top button is undone and his tie is a little loose. But he puts his hands down on the desk, flat, very carefully, worrying his lower lip with his teeth.]

It has been a rough few days, so I'm sorry if I'm a little...weird.

[He shifts his hands against the table, fingers twitching a little, and somehow the slight vibration knocks over a bottle of soda visible in the corner of the recording. The bottle lands on its side, and the cap pops off, soda spraying across the surface of the table. Eddie jumps back in his chair, knocks the table leg, and hisses a noise of pain as his knee collides with wood.

The phone topples over, face down in the soda.]


Dammit! How the hell did that even happen?

[A few moments of quiet, aside from Eddie cursing under his breath, and the phone is picked up - the video's blocked as he wipes off the phone with what appears to be a piece of paper towel. When the recording resumes, he's holding it in his hand and looking more irritated than harried, the whole feed streaked with sticky soda residue. He shakes his head and sighs heavily.]

There has to be someone out there with tips on how to get control of this stupid ability. Or preferably, to just turn it off.

[Glancing over his shoulder, he steps back a little and the feed skews as he stumbles over the soda bottle and topples over backward.]

Owww...what the-

[The feed flicks off.]

[OOC: Responses will come after he's sorted himself out and turned the feed back on.]
melavasomniar: (21)
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Hello everyone. I have a quick question, if you all don't mind.

You see, I’m a little disoriented. Last time I checked it was the 4th of… whatever it is this month is called [elgar’nan why can’t they just use the Thedosian calendar like normal people], and now it’s the 12th. Where did the week go?

Really, I mean that quite literately, where did it go because I can't recall it.

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Jan. 13th, 2016 11:10 pm
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[It looks like somebody's posting an album of images to the network straight from their communicator. All of them have the same geotag, coming from De Chima, and they show different landmarks around the city: hospitals, statues, shopping centers, parks. Like somebody's trying to compile a "best of the best" of urban life... or just acting like a tourist and snapping whatever they think is interesting. All in all, the album has about 30 such images.

Accompanying the impromptu travelogue is some text, with the user ID reading "Mina":]


Hello, America, hello, Virginia, and hello, De Chima!! (ノ^∇^)ノ I suppose you could say this is my helloWorld()! Walking around the city and getting to see what this new world has in store was super fun.

Oh yeah, since I'm new, I may as well do some kind of introduction, right? I'm Mina, and I'm a hero of Earth!

Well, my Earth, because of the whole... multi-universe thing. Still have to wrap my head around that...(・_・ヾ Basically, there was an alien invasion, and I helped kick the aliens out and save my world. I was in the middle of going to their planet for a rescue mission, buuuuuuut the whole Porter thing grabbed me from space! And now I'm here.

While I'm here, though I'm going to be working as a medical office assistant (which is good because that was my old job at home) and going to school! I've never been to school before! That's going to be really, really exciting.

Anyway, I look forward to meeting everybody! Getting stuck on a new world is better with friends, right?

~Mina


[One last picture is attached to the end of the post: a selfie of the android in the middle of a park, flashing a peace sign at the camera and obviously smiling underneath her medical mask.]