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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.
lastofthebog: (Just reading about death)
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[ Padme is wearing very official looking clothes, which seems in line with how she’s sitting behind a very Ambassadorial desk, Galla standing nearby. ]

Jacob Taylor, with some support, has been able to set up an initiative to send messages from the moon base to the suspected OTO space station on Phobos. As a result, we have a chance to at least attempt to open communications with those who recently made an attempt to destroy Heropa entirely.

While I support this as an attempt of diplomacy, it was my wish that the messages be curated at least somewhat. The government has not taken it seriously enough to do so or make the means to do so available to us.

Therefore, today Ambassador Galla and I are here to request that anyone considering sending messages on this transmission think long and hard about the potential consequences of the words they send. It would hardly be useful to open doors only to insult and demean. Regardless of the damage done to us, if we truly wish to learn more about those who wish to cause us harm, conversation is the first step.

[ Galla leans forward to speak next, one hand resting on the back of Padme's chair. Her hair is pinned back in a prim bun, and she's dressed in her usual garb—matronly and intimidating all at once. ]

As Ambassador Amidala has explained, this is a very grave and serious undertaking regardless of what the Americans appear to think. Remember: These people wish us harm. Further, as we saw in the attack on Heropa, they are willing to create untold casualties in their attacks upon us.

Whatever message you choose to write will be your own, but we urge you to keep this in mind while you craft your messages for this transmission. It is not only our lives that hang in the balance here.

We must remember that while we, for the most part, return from death here, those born to this world do not.

[ Padme smiles, a little thin. ]

Thank you for your time.


[OOC: In connection with the Message to Mars plot! As a note, characters are free to 100% ignore the Ambassadors. Don't feel restricted whatsoever in what your character actually chooses to send to Mars.]

1 ❤ VIDEO

Jan. 4th, 2018 09:19 am
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[ The video starts to a slightly angled view of an empty kitchen, as if the communicator was leaning upright against something. From the angle, though, it’d be reasonable to assume it’s on a countertop.

A voice speaks but there’s no one on screen.
]

-- recording? There! ...oh. Hold on, I’ll totally be right with you in a jiffy.

[ There’s a scraping sound as though someone is pushing something across the countertop. ]

I -- urghh -- I’m coming, just gottta -- hnnng --- oh my gosh this is heavy -- why is everything so big? What’re you all compensating for, huh? Why can’t this cup be normal sized?

[ Suddenly there’s a loud POP (which strangely sounds like someone making a popping sound with their mouth) and the cup disappears. A tiny sound of plastic hitting countertop can be heard. ]

Oh hey, whadya know! [ Loudly: ] Why can’t there be three dozen donuts and a purple helicopter filled with henchmen?

[ Silence. ]

Eh, worth a try.

[ A pitter-patter of plastic footsteps. ]

I’ll just put this here and -- big again!

[ With another loud POP the top half of a coffee cup is visible and perfectly centered. There’s a scrambling sound. ]

Introducing the Clown Prince of Crime! Batman’s greatest enemy and Gotham’s greatest fear! The one, the only --

[ A tiny lego minifig pulls himself up so he’s standing on the brim of the cup. His arms and his smile are thrown wide.. ]

The Joker!

[ He smiles even more broadly, somehow, and despite being made of plastic his facial expressions and body language shift and change perfectly naturally -- like when his face falls a second later. ]

I could’ve just made the phone thing me-sized, couldn’t I? Gosh darn it to heck.

(( If you are a resident of DE CHIMA #007 feel free to Action this with a "there is a lego on the kitchen table" ))

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Jan. 3rd, 2018 12:14 am
knaval: (to drown in crying eyes)
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!!MISSING!!



IF FOUND RETURN TO RIPTIDE: 1 blue and white arm. pointy. detatched at elbow. still has hand on it. hand is important i awnt that back even if i dont get the arm.

REWARD: some amount of dollars. depends on if u damaged it further or not.

ALSO REQUIRED: mechanic or medic. metal guy? erik. where u at it happened again. pref someone immune to radioactive stuff

ADDITIONAL INFO: if u see glowing pink stuff on the ground around it or just in general dont touch it. (important!!!!!) energon will burn your skin off. also ifi find out someone took it and reverse engineered it ill be really upset!!!

time is a factor. thanx.
functusofficio: (o: that nothing safe is worth the drive)
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[ Padme is, predictably, in rather official looking garb, but her settings are not as barren as they have been previously, her moving throughout the house as she speaks, wall hangings and candles making the place seem more comfortable. Her voice is warm and calm. ]

We have elections coming up here in Maurtia Falls, as I'm sure many of you have realized, to replace our previous Ambassador now that he has been successful in his bid to become Mayor. Congratulations to Mayor Baelish on his success, and I hope that we will all see the benefit of his advance in rank.

That brings us to an important question. What is it that the Imports want from their Ambassadors? In Maurtia Falls, in particular, but I would open this question to all Imports. Several have already stated their intent to run, and I hope have been speaking to those who will be affected by their leadership should they succeed, but I think it is an important question to ask in the open, especially after our recent mishaps and struggles as a community. While we may never find a single, unified goal, to listen to the voices of the people is the truest and most important job of an elected official in any world.

While I have considered running myself, I would not wish to do so without having first had an open and earnest conversation with the community about their desires and hopes for the position.

I also extend my sympathy to all those affected by these porter troubles. I hope that the situation will be resolved quickly, and that those we have lost come back to us soon. May we all have the strength to come through difficult times and see the hope on the other side.

[ Signing off. ]
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[riptide has a towel on his head. he might also be naked but the camera doesn't show anything below his shoulders. you're welcome, new fans.]

Hey, we're back from space. Looks like everything is on fire? Cool. I'm at a spa. Hope you enjoyed the show? I think I'm meant to say that.

[he shrugs.]

Uh, back to the fire that's on everything. What did you guys do? [he hasn't been paying attention.] Also, who wants to come out for a booze up? I'll accept anyone who wants to ignore their problems but if you drop dead I will definitely deliver a very embarrassing eulogy.

2. [video]

Nov. 16th, 2017 06:07 pm
theoneblacksheep: (the lord is testing me)
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Given the choice between spending Thanksgiving in your pajamas and eating a TV dinner or throwing a party at your place of employment... say, a bar, just for argument's sake... for people who don't have any friends or family here to celebrate the holiday with, even though you hate crowds, which would you choose?

I'd say I'm asking for a friend but I'm really not. It's me. It shouldn't be this hard to decide.

Maybe I could combine the two and throw a pajama party at the bar. That's not weird, right?
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[ The video feed opens to a petite, redhead girl sitting cross legged in an autumn hued corner of what appears to be a local park.

Chise takes one deep, shoulder stiffening breath. ]


Hel- nope! [ Green eyes bugging out of her head, Chise started to fumble wildly with the device. The feed cuts to static before coming back blank as she switched to audio. ]

Sorry about that. [ She said, like someone not entirely sure what they were apologizing for because it was done more out of habit than anything. ]

I figured out by now, maybe a bit too late, that this place takes all kinds. This is probably out of place, and really not a pressing concern right now. Just something I wanted to ask for my own peace of mind.

[ Another deep, bracing oneself. ]

So I have two questions that are little bit non sequitur: Has anyone here ever seen a faerie. And, do any imPorts do home schooling?
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[The face of a man who is pushing forty appears on the network this evening. Casually stroking his beard thoughtfully as he activated his devise for the first time. His brows raising slightly as he realizes it’s broadcasting.]

Oh, hello there.

This is certainly no holo emitter is it?

[His voice sounds as tired as he looks but he carefully keeps his tone neutral.]

I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi, or Ben if that’s easier.

[He has already gotten some strange looks for his exotic sounding name from the locals here in Maurtia Falls.]

Could someone explain to me what “Performance Hypnosis” is exactly?

[Its his assigned job you see and while he knows what hypnosis is, the performance part he’s not really clear on.]
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[ The small gold robot is speaking into a mirror for this post - since you can access the network mentally he just does that rather than have to hold a commmunicator. His voice is robotic but not monotone. ]

Greetings, network.

While I'm currently functioning at a perfectly normal capacity, there has been a problem I have been putting off: if my chassis is damaged, what do I do? In my own world, an acquaintance keeps spares in the chance that I get damaged, and transfers me to one of those. Unfortunately, I have no such backup option here.

Additionally, I found that I can take the form of a human but as I am borrowing forms from history none of them feel like "mine".
[ He does pull out his little robot arms to specifically just to make air quotes, before he puts them back in their hatches. ] However, I have realize there is a benefit to having a form that has a different form of mobility than my current one.

Therefore, I'm wondering if anyone is interested in helping me build a secondary body, or has suggestions for what it could be capable of.
functusofficio: (o: getting swept away)
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[ When the video clicks on she's smiling, reserved but something proud despite itself in her expression. The background is one of the basic assigned rooms (this one in Maurtia Falls, but she hasn't decorated anything or shown anything but walls to tell by. ]

From what I've been come to understand so far, there are quite a few people here from my home galaxy, and many of us from different timelines.

So. [ She doesn't clear her throat, because that would be uncouth. ]

I am Padme Amidala, mother of Luke and Leia Skywalker, Queen of Naboo during the Occupation, and Senator of the Galactic Republic before the end of the Clone War.

[ And now there is a little bit of a smile, able to bring some lightheartedness to it. ]

And currently a hair model, apparently. I know there are many people from my galaxy here, but this is a new world and a new place to learn, and I am curious.

This system of representatives for those among us brought into this world without our consultation seems to be a good one, but I would like to know more about it from those who are familiar with the systems. I am pleased we are not pawns here entirely.

[ Entirely. ] Or if you are not familiar with how this system works but would like to know, we can work out the details together, or simply talk about how this system functions.

The more you know about your system of governance, the more chance you have to affect it.
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[ A very clearly non-human adjusts a few things, trying to get herself in frame. ]

Alright, is this thing working? Ugh, I have a droid newer than this technology and he's older than me...

[ She smooths down the leather of her vest with gloved hands, the fleshy-green tendrils on the back of her head slightly bouncing and swaying with her movements. ]

My name is Hera Syndulla. I've been told that it's rather common for me to be missing my ship, but I'm... I'm hoping that someone from my crew made it here. Phoenix Squadron, Specters, if you're out there... It'd be good to hear your voice.

[ She's clearly worried, looking away from the camera and clearing her throat slightly before shuffling a few papers off screen. ]

For those of you more familiar with this world, I have a question.

... What's a Social Worker?
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[ at a ridiculous hour of the night, an anonymous text, ]

What are the best ways to ask for help? I don't think I'm coping very well here but I don't know what to do about it. Thank you
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[ Leia is currently on the move, as the video feed connects to the network. The camera is a bit shaky and she's pausing to huff out a breath to blow some stray hair off her cheek that falls in front of her face. Braided and pulled to the side, the braid drapes over the front of her shoulder, long from all her years of growing out her hair on Alderaan, never once cutting it. ]

I only have a few questions. [ One glance at the screen and then she's looking away, like she's looking around, momentarily lost, confused. The camera then turns so it's facing out in front of her. ] Actually, I can't help but wonder if this is a mere coincidence or if it was done on purpose.

First things first— [ Aaaannnnd, she's on the move again. ] —baked goods. I'm currently in De Chima, is there a place nearby that specializes in baked go— excuse you! Hey!

[ Leia's jumping back out of the way of a bicyclist. They even have the nerve to ding their little bell at her; reminds her of an offended droid. Where's Threepio when she needs him? ]

Watch where you're going! I was walking here— worse than a pushy Jawa...never mind. [ Muttering. ] Anyway, if you hadn't noticed, I'm a little lost.

Princess Palace, can someone tell me if I'm even going in the right direction? I would appreciate the help. This communicator has an awful navigation system installed on it.