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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.

eusebeia

[ diana of themyscira has always embraced her curious nature, and her arrival here is no exception. although she's determined to find a way to return home, there is still much to explore, which is why she has decided to grace the network with her presence.

there are a multitude of various topics from which she could choose — everything from the prolific literature of the amazons to various strategic techniques to utilize in combat. however, there is one subject in particular that has captured her interest. ]

This is an incredible world. With wonders I have never witnessed before.

Like ice cream 🍦
And other types of amazing food 🍕 🍔 🍟 🍩 🍪 🍫 🍰

I think I have tried all of them by now. Which is your favorite?

[ ah yes, food emojis. the world of mankind never ceases to amaze her. ]

applewatcher

We of the Dark Brotherhood understand the security concerns of potential clients or family members. Particularly regarding the network. If you wish to contact us by other means, please speak to us via private message. We will arrange an alternate means of correspondence. If you do not know how to post anonymously and wish to learn, we will teach you.

And if you are still uncomfortable with the network, there is always the Black Sacrament.

bindsthedead

This is Sabriel. I'll try to keep this brief. [The tone is curt, informal, and a little baffled.] How much did I miss this time? Has anyone learned more about the OTO?

[And then, more to herself-]

I can't believe I was ported out and then in again.

discountstarscream

[Getaway sounds concerned. He might even be genuinely concerned because he doesn't like it when things happen in a way they're not supposed to.]

I was supposed to meet Tailgate somewhere this evening, but he failed to show up.

My partner is not the type to just stand people up like that, especially not me.

[There's a quiver of emotion in his voice, despite his faceplate being bare of any recognizable facial features. His eyes seem to be leaving small light trails when he moves. A sign of emotion that anyone who is familiar with Cybertronians would recognize.]

Please, if anyone can tell me where he is and if he's alright, I'd be forever in your debt.

I feel like something terrible has happened.

secondplacescrow

Well, I don't know what you lot did when that whole day repeating week, but I spent most of it sleeping.

(( After all what else can poor Edd do? Other than make a post about it a week or so late. Good job, Edd. You are on top of your game. ))

I've been looking at other things of late. Mainly because I'm tired being a weatherman. So I'm wondering:

What is a foodie?

lastofthebog

[ 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.]

secondplacescrow

[ After all day of hearing this blasted noise, Edd finally had enough. He turned to the comm to complain. ]

So recently the Porter gave me a new power. It gave me a raven that can tell the future within a day, and it tells it by making noises that will be made in the future. Sometimes quoting someone. But ever since this morning it's been making this noise -

[ And then the camera switches from Edd to the raven that's currently on a dining room chair, making a very familiar noise. ]

Whoever knows what it is, please don't be making it in the future. It's driving me mad right now, and the raven won't shut up.

[ And then like that, the raven stopped and asked, "Hello?" Edd let out a sound of relief and tossed some bread at the raven. ] Finally, thank you.

[ After the raven gobbled up the piece of bread it was quiet for only three seconds before making the prophetic noises again. Edd let out an anguish cry, and the video ends. ]

candor1

[ooc disclaimer: After going back and forth, and getting some very helpful feedback, I've decided to go ahead with this post, as a character beat I need to address before moving into more open/easy-to-tag territory. This truly is IC. Any and all responses if wanting to opt-in completely welcome including negative CR ones. I'm not in crisis OOC. <3 Thank you all so much for the feedback and concrit and support. I'm interested in leaving the opportunity for anyone else who might want to engage with this, but if anyone at all would prefer I move it to a private message to the scenepartners who've already consented, I will do so immediately. Thanks again <3 ]

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( content warning: suicidal talk. Transmission intended only for K-2SO. Broadcast power on the fritz also sends it to Poe Dameron—and anyone else who wants to op in if fully interested but no pressure whatsoever )

dioception

[Dio Brando is not a subtle man, but at this moment in time, he was trying to sell himself as a professional, and so starts the feed here in his office. He sat in a comfortable-looking chair in the same room as his desk resided, but didn't sit at the desk. Rather, he sat by the window, the Maurtia Falls Library easily visible from that place, dim streetlights being most of what lit up the night.

He folded his hands over his knee, smiling more like someone who was taking the whole of the network on a very fancy date with his nice suit and actually tamed hair for once.]

Good evening, imPorts! The Ambassador Elections for Maurtia Falls is fast approaching! Some of you may or may not have heard yet, but here I would like to formally both introduce myself and announce my candidacy.

I am Dio Brando, resident of Maurtia Falls for a good half of a year now, lawyer, and vampire. That's right, a real bloodsucking lawyer, let's just get the joke out now. [No really, go ahead, get it out of your system. Dio gives a pause here just for that before taking in a breath, a smile still on his face as he continues something he's rehearsed a few times in his head.] In any case. I am seeking the office of Ambassador for Maurtia Falls for a few reasons. Related to my condition, I have come to appreciate much about the Falls and it's later schedules than other Porter cities, but let us not dance around the fact that Maurtia Falls has a reputation for nighttime shenanigans. I hope to work with Mayor Baelish to oversee the nocturnal hours and make the night safe for imPorts and natives alike.

My second focus then is on... well. Us non-human imPorts.

Have a hard time finding a bank open during your hours? Tired of the stares from onlookers when you simply look the way that you do? Stuck wishing you could feel more 'normal'? Have diet limitations that make dining out, or even dining in hard? These kinds of things are issues that I not only am subject to myself, but also have met numerous imPorts experiencing something similar. I would love the opportunity to help in integrating not only the human or near-human imPorts with the native population, but also make it more feasible for the quite clearly non-human to not only function, but to work alongside natives and our human-adjacent imPort brethren, without feeling forced to wear a disguise.

I am not going to make any promises other than the promise to work on these things with help from the imPort community, the native community, law enforcement, and our host government.

That being said, I'd love to answer your questions on my stances, or... on whatever else. I know you all tend to be very inquisitive. [At that, he leans back in his seat, simply preparing himself. This was going to be a test of his willpower and he KNOWS it.]

secondplacescrow

[ Hello and say hi to this sad sack of flesh, who happens to wants to share a bid of sad news. ]

Elections are coming around in a few days I reckon. Some people really want the job, from the posts I've seen in the past month or so. They seem nice enough to get some votes.

[ Edd did a dramatic, sullen pause. In all honesty he signed to the running because he didn't think of anything else to do, and when he signed up, he immediately forgot about it. And when he seen the other posts of other proclamations, he made himself to remember to do it too. . . until he forgot again. The worst ambassadorial candidate ever he was. ]

Vote for me, and you are going to be as bad off if you vote for the rest of the lot. The only difference between them and me is that I won't promote that pumpkin spice latte nonsense. Garbage drink as it ever was, you be better off with pumpkin soup.

[ Oh, wait. He's getting ahead of himself. He pointed the camera down to a weasel-faced urchin, with a pasteboard in his grubby hands. ]

Show the other imPorts what you made for me, lad.

[ Without saying a word or missing a beat, the boy flipped the board over so the message can be viewed. In all large black, all capital letters, clearly written by the boy is this message, presumablably his campaign slogan:

BETTER EDD THAN DEAD. ]

See, he's smarter than the rest of them. He should run for office, make a better chance of it.

[ Camera turns back to Edd, this time at a downward angle. ]

So vote for me. Or don't. Same difference.

[ Nailed it. ]

secondplacescrow

[ Poor Edd, he's just so homesick for solid land. His hair floats around him like a halo when he makes a video. As usual, the camera upside down. Eddison Tollett will never get it right. ]

Please, do not go to space. It is not worth it. There's no wine here unless you smuggled some on board, leaving a man to thirst.

Already we have people fighting over tiny pods to talk to, everyone's a thief, and you can't eat the food here because it floats away if you don't open the packets right.

[ What's that he's holding? A flask? One of those skinny ones? Why yes, and he's taking a drink of it. Unfortunately, it wasn't designed for space, so the wine floats out of it, like an ominous liquid cloud. ]

See what I mean? I can't even get to wet my thirst here.

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