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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.

glowsferatu

[ Kanaya doesn't look happy. She looks like someone who has spent two days playing a mobile game nonstop, and hated every second of it. But she important things to say about it now. ]

So, I didn't plan to waste any more of my time thinking about this silly game, but after everyone on Bwitter decided that it was worth blowing up my shouts over, I found that it may be worth looking into further. Frankly, much of the content they related of this "Papaya Delirium" stand-in is rather concerning.

After spending far longer playing "Heart Kapow Wow" [ Though she stops short of using air-quotes, she says it with as much disdain as possible, what kind of stupid title is that? ] than I ever intended to spend on as pointless an endeavor as this, allow me to make a few disclaimers. And, for the record, I can't believe this shit has somehow become necessary.

First, stop recommending Hallmark movies to me. I don't care, I don't want to watch them

Second, no, I am not Jason Vorhees. I don't even know who that is.

Third, I'm not a wasp, or any kind of bee. Stop sending me jokes about bees.

Fourth, and perhaps most importantly, no, I do not have an ovipositor. I do not plant eggs in people. I am not seeking a new egg host for my children, I will not lay eggs in you on request, no amount of money you offer me is enough to make me want to roleplay this scenario with you, or even to think about it any more than you've already made me, and thanks so much for that. I don't want to see any art you've made of the event, I don't want to know that you're making art or writing whatever it is you are while stimulating whatever nether-organs your species has evolved. I don't want to know, please stop making me know about these things. You're all disgusting.

And finally, I. Do not. Date. Men. I don't care what your vexing virtual vespine vixen told you. She isn't me, and she isn't real, and I am seriously considering a call to my lawyer to see if something can't be done about her very existence. If you are trying to hit on me over Bwitter, you've already lost. Please stop.

[ She lets out a long exhale, rubbing her temples. Her brows furrow as she considers something, then relax for a moment as she screws up her lips and opens her eyes, then furrows her brows again, dropping her hands and looking back into the camera. ]

Does anyone know how to get my good ending? Do I even have one? It would really figure if I didn't.

dirtyredneck

[The video feed comes on with Daryl real close to the camera as he sets it down on a shelf at about eye chin level. High enough that when he walks away it allows for a very wide shot of the inside of a garage.

A large, mechanical tiger that was easily recognized as one of the imPocreates (a blickablake), but who had been obviously and heavily customized, prowled around behind Daryl for a second before leaning into the back of his legs like a real cat would and letting out a mechanized purr.]

Sorry if Fubuki here's been running people off. Thought she was getting a home with someone, but anytime I tell her to go to her new place, she just settles down in the corner. Did ya just decide against it or what?

Anyway, anyone who was having work done at Neo Tokyo before the porter got Tetsuo a couple months back, you can come back to the shop if you want. I'm getting some locals who do good work hired in to take over. Shop'll return to Kaneda or Tetsuo's control if they get ported back in, but unless that happens, it'll be in my hands. And if I get ported out, it'll go to the people I hire so it won't be shutting down unexpectedly again.

[The tiger headbutted Daryl affectionately and nearly knocked him on his ass.]

Okay, I get it, ya like me. Shit.

[He pushed at her head and she sat down, eyes blinking slowly and tail sliding against the floor in a lazy motion. Instead of standing back up, Daryl stayed where he was in case she decided to nuzzle him again.]

The shop's a motorcycle shop. Specializes in custom models and mostly Japanese imports. Racing bikes especially. Top of the line stuff. It's in Nonah.

fehus

Hi? So. A true act of heroism right now would be giving me the address of a falafel place. And maybe letting me onto your Netflix account 'cuz I can't afford it but want to see the new Science Mystery Theatre 3000.

Actually a job might be useful. I can do whatever. My resume doesn't exist but I'm quick on the uptake.

Thanks.

[a few minutes of silence, and then;]

-- Introductions, sure. I'm Magnus Chase. I used to live in a hotel and next to dumpsters before that. I'm from Boston and I don't love nicknames. My favourite colours are black and beige and I know ASL/ASL. I love pina coladas and getting caught in the rain. Whoops, now this sounds like a weird dating profile, so I think I'm done.

I'm like, barely 50% kidding about the falafel/Netflix support. Not kidding at all about the job. So call me maybe.

[another voice in the background rips into a modern classic, with Magnus going aw, come on -- don't worry about it]

codeoracle

[This is a weird step for Futaba--video makes her face known to the entire network--she's barely used to giving her actual name. Still, she's busy making actual notes on scratch paper. Her usual curtain of hair is tied up in a mess of a bun because of the heat, and she seems concerned about something. She's still focused on her list as she starts speaking.]

Does anyone here actually...go to school? I mean...American schools start up soon right? I made a promise I'd try going back when I was home. I guess this would count--even if it isn't one of the schools I was planning on going to.

[She frowns, setting down her paper and sticking her pencil behind her ear.]

Point being...I have questions.

Are these schools public? And even then...do they require uniforms? All the schools back home had them, even if some of the dress codes were pretty lax. At least I had an idea of what to expect there.

...Ugh, Maybe I shouldn't even go. This is getting complicated.

cadbane

Seems that there's justifiable discontent brewing but how long has this been simmering underneath? How many of you have just gone along with what you've been told without question or protest - and, again, for how long?

Just being brought here has been the cause of great inconvenience. I'm not even going to mention all the random acts of chaos or criminal activity that goes on. You've seen it or heard about it.

I'm sure many of us here don't like being told what to do and when to do it.

The galaxy is at war where I come from but there were more opportunities and more choice. Things made a kind of sense if you knew where you fit.

Change is in the air here. For the better or not? Do you want to wait and see, let it happen or make it happen? I guess we'll find out what stirs up and where all the pieces finally fall.

bricks

So it's like...August, right?

( Ellie is small and vaguely grubby looking even after a shower, a damaged winter jacket sitting next to her shed to deal with the warmer temperatures. Some time has already been spent exploring every nook and cranny of her designated apartment (sorry housemates) and she's already begun hoarding, but that's neither here nor there. Just don't ask about the pile of apparent junk that is haphazardly stuffed under a blanket and comes into shot every now and then. )

How do birthdays work? Because I was still ages away from mine before here, but now it's like, soon. Do I call that a year older? 'Cause I'm already plenty wise.

( Ha Ha Ha et cetera. She's clearly amused enough to grin at that, but she doesn't waste much time in expecting anyone else to find it entertaining. Instead she just shrugs and continues quickly. )

And the houses. Is this whole place mine? Well not just mine, shared right? But I can use pretty much all of the space?

( She gives a wave by way of a sign out, but can be heard saying "that's so fucking cool!" as she fumbles to switch off her feed. )

wingsit

Do many of you go to church? I'm not a very religious person but I do find church buildings comforting and I would like to find one that feels right

If anyone knows of any big churches, or ones that are a bit under the weather (any size) could you please let me know?

Also while I'm here I'd like to say that birds are the best

[ this post also comes equipped with many image files worth of photographic evidence. somebody is having a good time at work ]

dendarii

[ Miles' video feed opens on him in his office in Nonah, which is ... honestly pretty wrecked. Someone had a fight in here - and maybe threw some people through some walls - and so there's some temporary drywall put up to patch things up for now. He's working on it, okay. And fortunately he's got the money to just pay for it without pestering the city about such things.

But perhaps more noticeable to people who know him is the empty sleeve pinned up on his left side. He sure is missing an arm all of a sudden. Whoops. ]

I have two requests. The first is - well, I find myself in need of an interior decorator, if there are any so inclined.

[ He gestures at the drywall in his office, the wrecked furniture. A good reason to replace it with something nicer. ]

And the second is ... perhaps a bit of a stretch. But are there any out there with skill in producing prosthetics? I'm told I'll regenerate my limb eventually, but I'd rather have something now, if possible.

[ And another gesture, this time to the empty sleeve. ]

I would appreciate anyone who can help on either front. You'll be paid, of course, as I expect either would be a considerable task.

dun_moch

[The voice on the Network is deep, portentous, and elegant. Like a Shakespearean lead speaking from the bottom of a deep, dark cave.]

There are questions I have been pondering, my friends. I have been learning more regarding the history and future of the Galaxy I hail from. The same divisions and mistakes seeem to occur and reoccur in a repeating pattern. Lasting peace and stability appear to be rather... elusive, shall we say.

[Count Dooku sighs for a moment at the tragedy of it all.]

Corruption. Conflict. Ignorance. Incompetence. Injustice. These and so many other challenges are inevitably found in any universe, and they often persist regardless of how strongly they are confronted. Which is why I am curious to hear stories of what you have done to change things for the better, whether in your own world or here as an imPort. What problems did you face? What successes did you achieve? What failures have you had to endure?

[The Count's voice becomes notably lower on that last question, intoning it like a ritual. It's called the Dark Side after all, not the Optimist Side. He pauses for a moment before adding, in a lighter voice:]

I am not thinking of these things purely for abstract reasons, of course. As some of you are already aware, I am organizing an... alternative event outside this month's Swear-In, in Maurtia Falls. While the government offers us the usual frivolous bribes and distractions in exchange for accepting their agenda, imPorts will show what we can accomplish with our Swear-Out. This rally will be a festival for those who desire another path, made possible through imPort food, imPort security, imPort entertainment, imPort organization, and imPort vision for a better way.

I urge all of you to attend, and to let your voices be heard. I am available to answer any questions you may have about this gathering.

[OOC: If this is your first time tagging the Count, check out his permissions post! Plotting for the Swear-In/Swear-Out on the 15th is here.]

quickfingers

So I have mixed feelings on the whole black light tattoo thing because on the one hand it's cool, sure, but on the other it's a bit - can we say c r e e p y ? was consent a little too hard to ask for? Jeez, if I ever see my mom again she's going to hit me with a dish towel or a broom, and I didn't even get to pick the design. It's like someone gave me a glowstick IV. I feel like I'm going to turn blue soon, turn into a real mutant or something.

You ever stop and wonder why all the mutants and superheroes are kinda blue, anyway? it's such a popular color. I mean, if I could turn a color, I'd choose something a little less mainstream. Am I alone? am I just overthinking this... No offense to any blue friends out there. Guess you can't help who you are or what hue you happen to be. It's just hue you are?

Anyway, the actually important thing I had to say is that I work for a pizza joint here now and I'm not gonna boast but... actually I am going to boast, you ask for Quicksilver for delivery? You'll get that pie faster than you can pull out your change to tip me.

kestreldawn

OOC: This post is in relation to this and this

I'm not sure if this is the best way to do it, or if this will lead to anything, but - I'm afraid it's a bit of a Missing Persons ad. [Her voice is a bit unsteady in a way that suggests she's trying her hardest to maintain her composure. The apples of her cheeks are a bit flushed, the rims of her eyes a bit pinker than normal. She offers a very, very tight-lipped, twitching smile before her face goes sullen again.]

I'm wondering if anyone has seen the man in the image I'm about to show. He was last seen in De Chima yesterday morning and has not been seen or heard of since. His communicator was broken, though any message sent to him, regardless of format, bounces back as though there's - [She pauses, inhaling a short breath to steel herself to continue.]

As though there's no recipient to be found.

If you've any information, please let me know. Any assistance would - would be greatly appreciated.

[An image comes on the screen until the message goes black.]

tauraran

{While he is more comfortable speaking face to face, this is a topic that is somewhat sensitive. Who could possibly imagine Thranduil being diplomatic?}

Death is no barrier to the Porter? Anyone from any Age could be brought to live amongst us?

{He misses his people and his kingdom, but now his thoughts are set on those long lost. His father... His wife...}

I know that must be so for a great evil now resides in one of the cities. Do not heed a word he says and do not give him any power over you. You will feel naught but regret.

ghoulking

[ Kaneki is too much of a mess to give you video or even audio but he doesn't care about his own health when there are things to share and do, so he will make it a text instead ] By now, I'm sure most of us know there were clones aroud. [ he can't say everyone noticed it, he knows there are some more distracted than others ~~looking at you, Junseo~~ ] I hope these past two weeks weren't that insane to you. Regardless, while that happened, a group of imPorts were trying to find information. It wasn't about Heaven Scent and the clones at first, but about DARPA and OTO as a follow-up of our mission back in February. OTO used to be DARPA'S branch and was responsible for creating imPocreats that attacked a Swear-In in 2016, however after we talked to some of DARPA's people we found that OTO defected because they weren't satisfied that their dangerous projects kept getting shut down. They are considered traitors and though their laboratories are back in Liechtenstein which is a Russian ally, OTO appears to be apolitical and anational and appear to love money. [ so yes, they highest bidder often gets their support ] They appear to be an international corporation based in Liechtenstein or runs its money through their markets. while we were trying to find clues and evidence of OTO in US territory, we came across an oil baron in Mexico named Arturo Campana, who had been in contact with OTO. Upon further research- [ by research kaneki means: they raided his office ] -we found that Campana also had contact with Heaven Scent as well with one Audric Müller, which was a name we found on OTO's files back in February. OTO and Heaven Scent are related. In fact, Heaven Scent, who started all of this mess with clones, is a subsidiary of OTO who seems to dislike imPorts quite a lot. We found a handwritten address in Richmond, Virginia, and this address is to an industrial complex that we are certain is run by Heaven Scent. We believe it's their main facility and laboratories, and it's of our interest to stop them to avoid more evil clones running around and trying to kill us. However, our group is small and we can not do this on our own. We need more people to help us raid and shut down this place as soon as possible - the government is willing to support us on this as well. If you are interested in helping, we could use more hands and power, because we are sure this is not going to be easy. If you have any other questions about all of this, just ask. I'll try to answer what I know.[Kaneki will also link to the past February investigation, if anyone wants to know a bit more about OTO]

Unrelated: The :Re Café will be closed until the 15th August. But if there is anything you really need, contact me anyway, I will get it for you. [ he is talking to his special clients]

[ ooc: important links:
- What is the Mirror!Network
- February Investigation
- OOC info on this plot ]

hashtagtwinning

Hello, Network. To those of you unlucky enough to have yet to make my acquaintance, I'm Cheryl Blossom.

I have a few questions as to the way the world works here--specifically as I've spoken to several who have claimed that those who are dead can come in as ImPorts. If anyone here comes from that particular experience, I'd be very interested in speaking to you. If not, I don't have the time for you.

Secondly, I'm incredibly invested in learning if it's possible to force someone to be Ported in. Someone who's dead back home.

Hypothetically, of course. :)

Also, feel free to follow me on all forms of social media, @CherylBombshell. You won't regret it.

song_of_ice

[There is a level of determination in him that hadn't existed during the election. Seeking a city position or power of any kind didn't sit well with him, but helping others was in his nature. Maybe not in this form, but it was more natural than the other.

He was at the edge of the De Chima forest preserve, seated in front of a farm house. For those that have been there, it's Lucy Pevensie's, now empty and quiet.]

With the election over, it's time to focus on the rest of the citizens and imPorts that are in need of help. There is a farmhouse that was used to house a number of residents, now abandoned. My sister, Sansa Stark and I have decided to purchase the home and convert it into a shelter for the homeless. It will have a vegetable garden and offer training for various skills that will help them find jobs, eventually allowing them to move into their own homes.

All of this is dependent on the good will of the citizens. We will be in need of donations, both monetary and supplies. We will also need those with construction skills to help us renovate and refurbish the farm house. You will be compensated.

My sister and I will answer any questions you might have. Thank you.

drivesadesk

[Jonathan is sitting there, in the comfort of his assigned housing, flood damage clearly visible on the wall behind him. Despite this, and his still wet hair and soaking clothes, Jonathan appears to be trying to keep a calm, professional demeanor.]

You know, I heard some really interesting stories about me over these past few days from some of the natives, things that would put me in places at times I know I was somewhere else. So I was just wondering if anyone had seen me acting unusual, maybe...I don't know, trying to half drown someone and drag them off? Because if you could let me know about anything like that, that would be awesome.

Also, if anyone wants to help me catch him, that would be great, because I'm not sure who would win in a fight between me and myself, but I don't want to find out. The key word here is 'catch', though. I am not cool with anyone killing my clone, because he might have had terrible role models, and he might have been made in a lab, but at the end of the day he's still a person and that's still murder.

So...that said, anyone up for helping me find myself?

khajidont

So, first off - hi to all the new people 'round here! I'm Jaime, and I've been here for... gosh, it's gotta be, what, three years now? Longer than most people around here, with a few exceptions. Anyway, if you got any questions about how things work around here, feel free to ask me, and I'll answer if I can. Or if anyone's looking for a job at a garage, we got a position opening up - maybe even two. [ If Erik's successful, that is. With that in mind, Jaime leans back in his seat (he's at his computer desk in his room, a rumpled bed behind him with a stack of textbooks on his bedside table), and gets going on what he really wanted to talk about. ]

What I really wanted to ask you guys, though, is this: did you bother going to school here? You know, college and all that? Getting your GED's good for finding a half-decent job around here, but about a year ago, I didn't really see the point in going to college if we might not be around long enough to even get halfway through a degree. Now, though... I'm starting to reconsider.

[ He brushes a lock of hair out of his face (it's really too long, again), and continues. ]

So. If you decided to go to school, why'd you do it? If you actually made the decision to not go to school, d'you think that was the right call? Just consider this, like, an informal poll. I'm interested in hearing what you guys have got to say.

aberranthubris

[ This time Charles has learned not to raise his voice when talking to the camera. Instead he smiles pleasantly, crossing his fingers on his lap. He's not sitting on his wheelchair either, but on a sofa. He also has a fresh haircut, gone is the mullet and back is the floppy 60's do that is a lot shorter and appropriate for summer in any case. ]

Good day everyone, ladies, gentlemen. I hope you've had a good start of a summer.

[ Charles sure looks like he's had one. He no longer is red as a lobster like he did after the Swear-in. ]

I have two matters I'd like to address. Firstly I'd like to ask those of you who have been ported here earlier if you would be willing to share a bit of your history with me? I'd love to interview you for some details about the time you've spent here.

If you would be willing, please contact me.

Secondly, I'd like to offer again, any help someone might need with newfound powers and how to control them. If you find yourself in need of guidance on that field, I can help you.

I'm professor Charles Xavier, thank you for your attention.

the_red_pawn

[The camera is clearly sitting on a shelf or something, judging by the perspective the feed opens up on. It was the best way to get a steady feed, and besides, Sakuri is 4"9, this is the only way to frame the shot so she doesn't look tiny. The twelve year old smiles for a brief second before her expression settles into a default sort of wariness as she clears her throat and begins.]

H-hello, everyone. My name i-is Sakuri Kunikai, and I just, um, arrived. I h-have some questions... things back h-home were, they were... [she trails off, looking stricken, but sucks in a deep breath and tries again, fists clenched at her sides as she struggles to keep calm and keep talking,] they w-weren't going well. Demons w-were involved. I, I think I need a therapist, m-maybe. But I don't really know h-how that sort of thing works, or how to f-find one.

Also, I want, well, I'd l-like some time to think about the, [this will never get less surreal to say,] the superhero th-thing. Registering, I mean. C-can we take some t-time to figure that out? I, at home, things, things went really wrong a-a-and now I get, I get these big flashes of panic, and I cry a-and I don't know why, and I just don't want to b-be a bad superhero and g-get somebody hurt. But I d-don't want to sit around and not h-help anyone, either. People sh-should help each other, it's just the right thing to do... [Despite her voice shaking, she nods to herself, as if reminding herself of this fact, and her voice is a bit more even as she finishes speaking.]

Sorry, if th-these are stupid questions. And for my stutter, I, I was going to speech therapy but, but it'll take a while t-to go away completely. A-anyway, thank you all f-for your time.

[She cuts the feed, shoulders still visibly tense, clearly not any less nervous than when she began.]

Current Mood: intimidated
Current Location: Heropa 011

incogneto

[ Video pans to Erik outside. The camera is floating, and he talks a bit with his hands. ]

I don't often post videos to the network, but given that my opponents have introduced themselves, I think now would be a good time to start. I am Erik Lehnsherr, and I am officially announcing my bid to run for De Chima ambassador.

[ But no seriously, this is his first network post. ]

During the two years that I've been here, a lot has happened to threaten the safety of both us and the natives: the imPocreats, the breakout, the seminar, just to name a few. The thing I want most for us is the ability to feel that we and our families are safe and secure, and that we seek the quiet but will always be prepared for whatever else may happen. I strongly believe that on this world, we are lucky to have the kind of outpouring support that we do from our neighbors. On many other worlds, including the one that I come from, that isn't the case. Though this world and these cities are not perfect, what we have is a strong foundation, and I hope to be given the opportunity to work with the government to be a solid representation of how to improve our community.

I am proud of the work that I have been able to do so far to help better our quality of life, particularly in erecting the Maria-Francis Foundation building, housing one of the largest foundations for imPort-positive project funds. If you have been there lately, you might have seen new construction happening, which I'm happy to announce will be completed soon. Starting next month, there will be onsite training rooms and AI capable of assisting imPorts and other powered individuals to hone their abilities in a secure environment.

[ He'd mention the AI is courtesy Tony Stark but he thinks after the last Starkphone upgrade maybe not ]

I can't take credit for this idea; the reason that the facility was added was out of demand from imPorts who had need for a place to responsibly practice using their powers. Regardless of whether or not I'm chosen to be the new Ambassador, I do want to hear from you on what you think would help to improve the city you currently live in; I want to help you create it.

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