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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.

Aug. 29th, 2017

stylistic_disloyalty: (041)
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[She's smoking, holed up in some kind of sad looking apartment, the only light appears to be coming from her screen and she's got the top two buttons open on her white collar shirt. And she seems a little irate.]

I feel like when you don't ask to get dragged into a place, being told you have to work for a living is just an extra slap in the face. But I'll bite. Mostly because while I, and a good portion of the world, wish we could subsist on cigarettes, my metabolism hasn't evolved that way just yet.

So while science catches up, rec me your favorite bands so I can write about how boring they are. Bonus points if there are flying birds on the album cover or massive font-based design failure. Don't send me links, I can use a search engine just fine. Part of the fun, seeing how much garbage I have to sift through before I actually find your best friend's roommate's sister's 'totally hip' sound.
onlydoubts: (✘ all the things you've done)
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[ the face that currently peers back at the device gives a small, tired smile and wave, he's set amidst a backdrop of what looks like an open area. ]

I think I was just ported out, but I'm not sure how long it's been. There's something new, I didn't have before. I think that's why -- [ he runs a hand over his face, adjusting his goggles before he's holding the camera a little back so something can be seen in the shot -- the pair of glossy black feathered wings he's now sporting at his back. ] 

When I said I missed flying, this wasn't what I had in mind.

[ and Bodhi looks a little somber now - the smile fading a bit, pausing before he continues, addressing a few people. ]

I'm sorry to any of my friends that I may have worried. [ Even if he couldn't help it, damn it stop apologizing. ] I'm -- I'm on my way back home. 
dejerate: (We've all)
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Tch. I mean, I already hated August with....things that happened back home. Okay, and December, but. Point is, this place doesn't need to add to it with these assholes stealing everyone's stuff or doing the graffiti nonsense. At least so far I haven't heard of anyone actually getting hurt during this, but I dunno if that's only a matter of time.

[It might be. But still. This is....would be around when a certain someone would be having their birthday. Guren. He's not sure if he wants to bring that up or not. Yuu sighs, running a hand through his mop of hair before resting his cheek in said hand as he lowers it, pouting at the camera.]

Speaking of time though. I still think it's weird. I've been here....over a year now. I'm almost eighteen here, if we go by the dates. Today, the 28th, would be...one of my family, it'd be their birthday. But it isn't like I can do anything from here for him. I haven't been able to do anything for anyone's birthday except the people here. People I met here or people from home.

[It isn't like he'd...actually admit to everyone that he misses Guren. That he misses Shinoa and her teasing. Right? He wasn't always this damned sentimental or whatever. But since being apart from everyone for so long, he realizes how much he might have taken for granted. How much he does want to celebrate all this with them. Guren and his squad, alongside Mika. Alongside Krul if she would deign to grace them with her presence.]

Ah, he'd probably just complain over whatever I would have gotten him anyway. Or muss up my hair even more. It's not like he or any of the others even realize I'm 'gone' anyway, dammit.

[And with that, his fingers hit at his phone for the button to end the feed as he just gets himself frustrated again.]