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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.

namesaquestion

[For all the talk he does, Nikolai sounds like he's somewhere with waves crashing against rocks.] Raise your hand if the Porter likes you enough to bring you back, what, three, four times? Three's my guess. My so-called job and housing changed again. [There's a cross between a snort and a sigh] Both hands up if it's been months to you yet only a month here. Does this mean I get two 'you're fifteen now' birthdays?

Aww, whatever. At least my powers stayed the same. What a waste though. I come back and only one of us is around and not the one I wanted. Hmph. You better have Mutt and the place you rented for me, Archie. [Something in his voice suggests he's Serious.]

pillz

(cw murders)

dio we got some fuckn statistcians out there who run the nubmers

on like, imports doin murder people or gettiun murder

& when lachesis sends em home

how mass do you gotta mass murder b4 you get the fuck out? max number of tiems somebodys died in this shithole

where my nerds at
hit me up

prophesiedone

[Late night thoughtful texts are the best...]

If you're the cause of someone's death, can you ever be forgiven?

[Asking for a friend. Right. ~~Also "causing someone's death" obviously means murder.~~]

I'm not sure it's possible. Maybe that's the way it should be. There has be some justice in the universe.

generalgrievous

How much hope do you have that people who have died in your world will reappear here?

a_good

Do people actually like candy corn?

petergraham

I don't know if I like the idea of Halloween anymore.

I mean, it might be inviting things best left alone.

fridgeflower

I was going to make a post asking about whether people were from worlds where fate/destiny/whatever is provable and/or a foundation of the way things are run, because every once in a while I get stuck on whether anything out of our control drives the way we're allowed to function. I know that's so layered and variable and probably boring, though...

So, never mind! Happy Halloween Week!

What's the spookiest thing that's ever happened to you? Was it ever explained?

(If you'd like to talk about the first point, that's fine too.)

larped

Crowdsourcing roomba names. Serious responses only.

leyed

I was wondering if there's any driving schools around here? Or if anyone is willing to teach me how to drive? I can pay with money or amplifying your powers with my powers.

[ pause] Before you ask, no, I'm not going to ask Ronan Lynch, I'd prefer to learn how to drive properly.

bentspooner

Good evening, everyone.

[ Sabrina is posting late at night, around 11 PM. Not unhealthy-late, but late enough so that most people are probably settling in for the night, not browsing through video posts on the network. Even at this hour, she's put together, glamorous, as if she's timed it strategically for the night crowd. At her side is a yellow goblin-creature that goes by Hypno, about five feet tall, but with thick, sturdy limbs. He's on his best behavior, for once, waving to the camera from their spot cozied up on the couch. ]

Since I've come here, I've learned very quickly of the unpredictable traumas this place has in store. Unfortunately, there is nothing I can do about that, but I can offer some relief. [ Then, the screen moves to show just Hypno, and he gives a biiiiig smile for the camera. ] This is Hypno. He's a Pokemon whose diet consists mostly of dreams. He can put you to sleep, pull your dreams from your subconscious, and devour the psychic energy.

[ Appetizing. The screen moves back to her, friendly, but vaguely concerned people may find this proposition...odd. ]

He gets to eat, and you get eight hours of peaceful, dreamless sleep. Don't worry about disturbing him, he thinks nightmares are tastiest. Any takers?

tenofswords

I've been thinking of writing another book. I wrote one back in my world, but it doesn't seem to exist in this one. It's also been years since I wrote anything.

I was thinking perhaps a book of poetry, or I could try my hand at writing a novel.

nightmarist

[Ronan's drunk. Of course he is. Inebriation is a necessary requirement when it comes to Ronan addressing the network at large, though he still handles himself better than 99% of the population on alcohol. He'd draped lazily across a hammock somewhere outdoors, a whiskey bottle cradled under one arm, his mohawk hanging limp and sticking to his sweaty face. His cheeks are rosy either with drink or sunburn.]

What's it like to meet your maker, anyway? As long as we're talking about fathers and gods and artificial intelligence. Like, did you ever meet yours? Not your dad. Your god, I mean. Was it disappointing? Because I think...

[Wherever that was going, he gets distracted and changes course.]

How do you be a good one, huh? Do you fucking... I don't know... answer prayers? Is it just the miracle thing? Is the making the thing or is it all the stuff that comes after? The taking care of, the guidance. Whatever.

I'm not being philosophical here, man. I'm talking practical. The steps to being a not-completely-shitty creator.

leyed

FOR HIRE: Psychic Super Battery.

My name is Blue Sargent (yes, that's my real name). I don't know why but something about me amplifies and magnifies psychic and supernatural energy. Which means I can help psychics divine/see things more clearly and witches perform spells more precisely.

I charge reasonable prices. So while I'm helping you, you're helping me. I have to be touching you for it work best. I'm not sure how it will effect superheroes but I won't charge you if it doesn't work.

I have rules:

I won't help anyone who wants to do bad things to people or anything like that. That means you have to tell me what you're going to be doing. I have the right to say no.
It has to be somewhere public-ish. I'm not going to your "lair" where you can do something creepy. My friends will know where I am and they'll come help me if you decide to go kidnapper on me.
The time limit is an hour at a time.

Let me know if you're interested. Also, I walk dogs on the side.

generalgrievous

Greetings to those in this troubled world.

We all go through changes, both negative and positive and I am certain that you all have many tales to tell. However, there is one thing I wish to know above all.

Ultimately, what brings you the most satisfaction?

h2no

[viewers of the network, today, have been blessed. a video pops up, showing archie's crobat tending to its little garden patch in his backyard. it involves using air cutter on the soil to chop it up before sweeping it away with the smaller set of wings lower on its body, then carefully dropping what look like blueberries into the mini trench, before sweeping the soil back over it. pretty cute, right? the camera shifts to bring a bush into frame. a... bright pink bush, with those blueberries hanging off it.]

So, ah... [oh hey, it's archie.] I never really paid much attention before, but I guess the berry bushes from berries native to our world are pretty weird compared to some of the ones here, huh?

[the camera shifts, showing another bush that's bright blue, with pink and red berries hanging off it.]

Not to mention they grow in half a day... it's fun to watch them, sometimes. I guess anyone that knows anything about vegetation might be worried about it being a massively invasive species, but it hasn't been. Uh, so far? I mean, the berries are really good for our Pokémon so we're not gonna stop growin' em, but they're easier to keep contained when there's two grass types tending to them. That's basically earth elementals for those of you that know what those are.

...If you don't know what either grass types or earth types are, then use your imagination.

Anyway! [he grins.] There was a point to this. I was just wonderin'-- what's the native fauna and flora of your world like? Or any worlds you might've visited in your lifetime. Would you bring any of it here if you could? For better or worse.

[he's about to turn the camera off but stops, remembering something.]

One more thing-- I have a new Pokémon I got when I was briefly Ported out a month or so ago. She's a Wailmer, the equivalent of this world's whale. Still a baby though, and she needs to get as much socialization with as many different people as possible so if you wanna hang out with her and can stand me being around to keep her calm, gimme a shout. [...] She's called Alberta, for the record. Not just Wailer. Hange named her.

art_of_war

Greetings.

[ For the first time Thrawn is not in the sitting room of #7. He's actually holding his phone so you get a closeup shot instead. ]

Since the recovery of data from South America, there have been messages sent to a planet within this solar system and while there has been further discussion regarding it, I would prefer to consolidate what facts there are. The most expedient way is to simply ask publicly. Therefore I ask: without interstellar transport, is there a proposed method for leaving this planet's gravity well?

Again, thank you for your time.

( [Private message for 622] )

marr

[Only the upper half of Marr's armored form appears on the video, and his voice is cold and distant, and has the distinct sounds of being filtered through his helmet.]

As Darth Jadus has so courteously announced my presence, I shall introduce myself. I am Darth Marr of the Dark Council of the Sith Empire.

Jadus spoke of war, a war I fought for many decades, but which I have come to see from a new perspective...

Thousands of star systems have shown themselves to not be enough room, and we find ourselves confined to one planet. Let us not pretend otherwise. There is nothing to be gained by ignoring one another.

[Marr goes quiet for several moments, and his voice is even quieter and more even when he speaks again.]

The Force connects us, but it also stands between us. Our differing ideologies are exacerbated by the pull to one extreme or another. The battles between Light and Dark which spill over into the lives of those who cannot use the Force as we do, and their struggles which serve as fuel for our own.

Our differences will inevitably bring us into conflict, and yet...

[Marr's attention returns to the conversation after a few moments of silence, and he sounds more focused, and less distant.]

And yet our conflict need not come to blows. We can limit ourselves to arguments and debates.

I look forward to our disagreements, whichever form they take.

jadus

[A broad-shouldered man in tight, armored robes and a smooth, eyeless helmet appears. He wears no identifying marks, beyond an unadorned lightsaber on his belt. His filtered voice is almost incongruously mild and unemotional.]

I am Darth Jadus, former Lord of the Sith Empire's Dark Council. To the Jedi and Republic allies of this world: I bring with me no desire to continue the ancient war. The Emperor's obsessions do not and have never compelled me.

I seek instead a better philosophy. One which does not scorn the powerless and the alien. A Dark Side which understands that the simplistic passions of destruction are ephemeral, and they poorly serve those who strive for freedom.

And to Darth Marr: Heed my words. I will not allow the war to touch this planet.

dreamkid

[ The teen who appears has his face a little too close to the screen. He's youthful, wide-eyed with excitement, with a head of downright cherubic curls and a huge smile that shows off the dimples in his cheeks. ]

Hey! Guys! The Porter, it brought me back! I'm--

[ There's a voice from offscreen, difficult to pick out the words but from the sound of things he's being chastised, and when he looks up and lowers the camera it reveals that he's still inside Cape Canaveral, in one of the rooms every imPort should be able to recognize as a briefing area. His eyes grow somehow even rounder, his mouth forming an 'o' for "oops". ]

Ohhhh, not here? Sorry--

[ A shadow covers the feed and then it cuts out entirely. For the next fifteen minutes, Matthew and his temporarily confiscated communicator are unreachable.

The next time he pops up on the screen, he's in the front passenger seat of a government car in motion, squinting against the sunlight coming through the windshield and beaming as though he never left. ]

I guess we're not s'posed to film in there, [ he explains, with a less-than-concerned laugh. ] But I'm back! [ He tugs his seatbelt looser so he can lean in towards the screen with proper earnestness. ] That was wild, like, going back and forth, remembering all this stuff again. I mean, I know it's happened to lots of people, but I didn't realize it'd be so weird.

[ If at this point you're wondering, "who the hell is this kid, and why does he keep saying I'm back," it might be because Matthew (who is a bit dim, to be charitable) has failed to take into account that he's been gone for a full year and a half. ]

generalgrievous

Betrayals create unexpected allies.

That alone has been a surprising side effect of recent revelations.

[Grievous is on screen, in his human form. He seems thoughtful although there is an underlying anger to his next words.]

I would assume that vengeance is frowned upon in this world. At least, the kind that creates a balance in the severity of the crimes committed.

So what do you do? What have you done?

When somebody has betrayed your trust, used you for their own ends and set you up for eventual failure, ruining both your reputation and your life...

What would you do to rectify the situation and be at peace?

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