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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.

ralltiir

[ Here he is again: Commander Jeroen Akobi. Feeling much less like showing his face than he did when he made his last appearance on the network. Text feels like the better option this time. Gives him a shred of distance. Of anonymity. ]

I'm looking for anyone who might be able to help teach or otherwise strengthen control over Porter-given abilities. I'm afraid I have no experience being anything other than standard human, and the lack of finesse has led to some disastrous results thus far.

[ He's not outright saying the TMI event was his fault but... Yeah. ]

I would be willing to pay for the lessons, of course. Prices commensurate to experience.

goldtoxicity

You know, I don't super trust any government, ever, but this kind of just drives home that like everyone behind a desk is probably a little evil or at least really unethical.

[ It's pretty clear from the get-go that he doesn't know how to say what he wants to say. This sucks comes out in a sigh after a moment, a hand scrubbing down his face and shoving his hair back from his face. Treat it like a vlog, he guesses? Something something talk to the camera, organize your thoughts and then hope that familiar faces are here and have a plan to get back home. ]

Gotta say - not a huge fan of being recruited against my will? Not that - I mean, not that it's your fault, assuming nobody I'm talking to secretly did it. But you'd think if they need our help they'd at least ask nicely before deciding to make any changes. I didn't ask for any ink? I mean I'm pretty sure it's not actually ink, but you know. And if I did it wouldn't want this. Actually, I was pretty sure I couldn't get tattoos for like, kind of obvious reasons, and now I can't get it off. So kudos to them for being second most irritating kidnappers I've ever had.

Anyway... Hi. I'm Josh. And I actually have a question - do I have to work retail? Because I'd really like to not work retail. And I guess I should ask what I'm in for since y'know [ he gestures to the gold skin ] this is kind of hard to hide. So, how friendly are the people of [ he holds up a finger and pauses, fishing into his hoodie pocket to double check the name ] De Chima to mutants? I can handle unfriendly I just need a ballpark on how unfriendly things are going to get. Oh, and, where's the best place to buy good but cheap clothes?

janus_scholar

[The video feed presents an older british gentleman at his desk, surrounded by stacks of history books. He looks up into the camera and smiles warmly.]

Good evening, my name is Walter Strickler. I'm a new arrival here, and I thought it best that I introduce myself. More than that, actually, I was hoping to ask a question.

I am in the midst of familiarizing myself with the history of this world, and how it differs from my own... Most of the discrepancies have been fairly minute, others less so, but it lead me to wondering about other worlds. Your worlds, and the histories theirin; if you care to share them. I suppose I'm just curious, is it common for most of us... "imports" to be from worlds that are similar, or ones that are vastly different? Is there anything here that has struck you as odd?

[There's a small pause, an aside glance, as he arranges the wording of his next question carefully.]

And, are 'powers' common where you're from? Whether it be mutations, magic, or anything of the sort. Are these things familiar to you?

Please do forgive me if I take a moment to understand anything you have to share. I must admit, I am still attempting to process all of this... But I would not want to have anyone feeling put-out for my misgivings. Thank you. I look forward to getting to know you all better.

theycalledmeacurse

[ The woman in the video is in her 30s, her distinctive hair loose around her shoulders, the white stripes making her pale skin quite noticeable. She shifts nervously as the message begins to broadcast, her expression uneasy as she works up the courage to ask the questions she's been wondering for days. Of course, it's silly to hesitate over such things here, but still... After a few moments, she finally speaks, southern drawl thick with nerves even as she forces a friendly smile. ]

If I understand things correctly, then all of us imPorts are given special abilities upon arrival here. But are there any others who had abilities before coming here? And did anyone know about your abilities?

[ A brief pause, and then, with a noticeable waver ]

What did they think of them?

neganomics

[ Negan's got a cigarette burning between his lips as he's staring at the screen, squinting at the screen -- trying to figure out how this whole network thing works. Don't mind him. It's been a while since he's had to technology. ]

Jeesus. It's been nothin' but back to back holidays since I got here. There's no easin' a guy into this shit, is there? And we got another one right around the corner. Don't suppose any ladies out there feel like gettin' wasted and pounding it out into the New Year, huh?

[ Negan flashes a smirk. ]

Kiddin', kiddin'. I mean, unless someone seriously wants to take me up on that offer. Then I ain't gonna decline.

[ He takes a moment to finish off his cigarette before stamping it out into the ashtray. ]

I apologize for not gettin' on with the whole introductions thing sooner. It's been a long ass time since I've used anything like a phone. And we never had the sort you can video chat with. Zombie apocalypse, and all. Look at that! I'm using your lingo and everything. No one can say I ain't adaptable.

[ With a lazy chuckle, he leans forward all friendly like. Conversational. ]

The name's Negan. And color me curious -- we got all of these imPorts here, people with goddamn superpowers...and no one's even bothered to elect a leader yet? Don't all these superhero teams have leaders? I mean, when things go to shit -- and they will go to shit -- who is there to rally the troops? Might be something to think about...especially if anymore jackasses try to take over the goddamn moon. I'm just sayin'.

violetnce

[ Violet hair, violet irises, a woman appearing of East Asian decent appears on the video. She's suspending from cloth in her new aerial yoga studio. ]

So, when we are ported in, we are given nanites and powers. We all know that, and I'm not here to rehash the obvious.

[ Her voice is Maldon, Essex, England accented. ]

But what about those of us who have the same powers here as we did our home universes? Do you consider yourselves to still be what you were there? Me, for example, I'm what's called a mutant, meaning my DNA is technically different than a human's. Homo Superior versus Homo Sapien. My mutant DNA means that I had the potential to manifest powers at around puberty -- and I did. Psionics. I am a telepath and telekinetic mutant. And here, I am also telepathic and telekinetic -- but I still consider myself a mutant.

[ Betsy, out. ]

mortalweapon

[ If you recognize the setting of this video post, you're probably either a cop or you've been in trouble with cops, because this is the Maurtia Falls police department. More specifically, it's a holding cell — whose occupants are a tall blue robot, a small nervous Darkov, and the evening’s host of troublemakers, which includes a hot dog mascot passed out on the floor and a man in nothing but a feather boa and his boxers. ]

I am aware that Martin Darkov has multiple ImPort guardians.
At least one of which is a police officer with the Maurtia Falls Police Department.
So perhaps it would be beneficial for one or all of these individuals to come down to the station promptly.

[ For her part, Danger is as calm and cool as she ever is. ]

I explained to the officers on site that, given the circumstances, I caused strategically minimal damage to “Freddie’s Fear Farm.”
And I did, in fact, warn the zombie pony.

pacifisticuffs

[ Simon is lounging on the living room couch of Nonah 007 in jeans and a gray turtleneck, carefully shined shoes kicked up onto the coffee table. He's got a martini in one hand, complete with a little speared olive. He contemplates it a moment with a rather dark-eyed expression before lifting his head and beaming at the feed.

In a Very Posh British Accent: ]

Hello darlings. It's a beautiful morning in an unfamiliar world. Beautiful here, in any case, I hope the weather is holding wherever you all might be.

[ A TOAST, TO YOU, FRIENDS. ]

Here's to having one's worldview overturned, hmm? I thought I'd seen everything, more fool me.

[ He plucks the olive out of the drink, turning it on the end of its toothpick. ] Does anyone have any... suggestions, as to how a body might mute the manifestation of new abilities?

[ For a second, he looks like he's going to say something else. For another second, he looks uncomfortable. ]

Sufficed to say I'd rather like to keep my mental hands to myself.

mortalweapon

[ The video opens to what looks to be the kitchen in one of the government issued houses. At first glance, it seems like someone is cooking — but at second glance, something else is going on. Science.

The entity multitasking in the foreground is clearly recognizable as Danger, for those that have encountered the distinctly blue machine before. She’s got something on the stove. And several somethings in an assortment of beakers, paper cups, and other mismatched containers on the counter. A lot of mixing is happening. She’s scrutinizing the liquid contents in one of the beakers up in the light. ]

I generally prefer to avoid inconveniencing other ImPorts.
Or owing them anything.
However, Connor and I are currently undertaking a project that requires more sophisticated accommodations.

[ speaking of connor, he has a stool pulled up next to the stove to assist, though he doesn’t actually need the stool. it’s just habit, really--human gestures, human responses, programmed in and not forcibly dumped from his systems yet. perched there, he lifts a hand in greeting for the camera, his usual small, slightly stilted smile on his face. .. smiling is hard when you’re a robot??? ]

As you can see, unfortunately, we are in need of a proper facility and equipment. The government-provided housing is.. [ he trails off, having the grace to look slightly embarrassed. ] .. inadequate for our needs. [ well. his needs. danger’s just doing him an enormous, literally lifesaving, favor. ]

If anyone is willing to assist us, I would consider it a personal favor.

blackfly

Hold on, slam the breaks and put your finger on the rewind button here for a second because okay. Okay? Okay. I can kind of believe in the whole bestowed with supernatural abilities things for reasons (which we need not get into,) but like - it's the interdimensional travel that's getting me here. I'm - I'm seeing names? I'm seeing names. Certain names. And I can't be the only one who sees these names and feels like I'm freaking out just a bit. What do you do when you meet your idols? Didn't someone say you should never meet your idols? Oh my God. I can meet my idols.

Getting back on track. Dimensions. Multiple. Crossing? Sharing. Hyperventilating. No speaking of bikinis.

How is nobody else freaking out? How are we all asking weirdly vague questions and not being like "Oh my God, I just saw [*Barney the Dinosaur] in Whole Foods"? (*Name changed to protect the identity of probable space smugglers, Crusaders in Capes and other miscellaneous HEROES and LEGENDS from my CHILDHOOD. Adolescence? And well, who am I kidding, a lot of my teen years.)

Am I hallucinating? I don't have six fingers so this can't be a dream. I'm not dreaming. This is real.

I also really really really really really think I'm going to need to know where to get an ADHD script filled now because I really really really really think I'm going to need it.

fridgeflower

[ The feed opens on Laurie's living room, on Laurie's tired face as she sits on the floor in front of her sofa with her knees drawn to her chest. She's in a tank and sweats, hair up in a sloppy bun, expression pressed into Absolute Neutral. When she speaks, her affect is flat save for the occasional quiver. ]

It's been several days since the anomaly in De Chima collapsed in. There are five of us who were there at the end: myself, Kirie Goshima, Ruka, Will Solace, and Nico di Angelo.

We want to apologize for the delay in coming forward. We also want to tell everybody what we learned.

They were OTO. They wanted to rid the world of imPorts by sending them somewhere else, to another world, so they built a Porter. They didn't do a very good job, though. It tapped into a world that bent everything the wrong way and made no physical sense. The shoddy porter isn't the entire issue, though.

They also had this box, this device that powered their false Porter. It was a... a gift, maybe, from Atropos.

So. That's a hell of a team-up.

Most of the people working on it were dead when we got there or near it. Two of us died while we were at the center and came back again. Hundreds of others died outside of that center, but they don't get to come back. I don't think they do anyway. I want to ask about means and ends. That's what my mind keeps getting stuck on, but... That's not why I'm addressing you.

What I've said are the bare basics. We'll try to answer any of your questions that we can. We've all... We're all in the same place, so we can check ourselves against each other if need be.

Thank you.

violetnce

Confession time: How many of you actually have a bookmarks folder on your internet browser of import fanfics?

[Who has insomnia tonight? This lady. Help, she's bored out of her mind at it's 2:19 AM.]

The internet should not be allowed to be this mindlessly amusing at this hour.

violetnce

[One violet haired and iris-ed woman with a Maldon, Essex accent pops up on the network in a video feed. The ID attached? Psylocke.]

If anyone would like some nice, calm, peaceful, and I'm running out of words to otherwise describe relaxing thoughts, and is having difficulty, consider this psychic open for business. I think we could all use some of those after this month.

[Betsy, out.]

maskormods

THE MAJORITY REPORT: JULY 20TH, 2018What the shimmering hell is this?

SHIM SHIMMINY SHIM SHIMMINY
As heard on a radio station from De Chima:
This is your morning DJ SHOCK JACQUES, welcoming you to the morning commute! TGIF! We have a treat for you this hour, right from the throbbing heart of De Chima is the iron heart-throb himself, Mr. Tony Stark! Well, okay, we're not in the heart of the city. Just near the limits, in fact! A special place for a special interview. Stunning little portable radio tower set up here, all thanks to StarkTech. Just a little plug! You might need it, buddy! I --

... I... I... Angela, did you feel that? Like how an explosion sounds, that's what it felt -- hello? Are we still on the air? Is Stark on the line? Hello? Oh, God, oh.

My God.

I -- My -- Something is moving. Something is moving! Inside! I, God, I --

CHALICE IN WONDERLAND
As seen in major news outlets, online:
Chaos in the imPort community this month as many found themselves older or younger without being ported out. Rumour has it that the cause was a powerful magical object similar to the one that caused the incident in January. Witnesses online described seeing the imPort Lucretia ported out, leaving an object behind that was then picked up by Ken Kaneki shortly before events unfolded.

The issue was resolved in a few days, and when questioned Lucretia stated, "The Chalice has been taken care of. Nobody else will be using it anytime soon. I apologize for my role in this catastrophe, but I assure you - it's over."

HEROES FOR THE AEGIS
As seen in national news, emergency broadcast channels, posted online through official Aegis Force Bwitter:
PRESS RELEASE FROM AEGIS FORCE: This is an Emergency Warning. A large-scale dangerous incident is confirmed to be occurring in De Chima. An energy field dubbed 'The Shimmer' has spread over an estimated seven blocks on the edge of the city, and is continually expanding. People and objects who enter the field do not return, or return altered. Communications have been interrupted within the affected area, but reports of mutations and distortions of reality confirm that the Shimmer is highly dangerous. This incident is believed to be unrelated to previous temporal anomalies this month.

The source of the distortion is currently unknown. The purpose of the distortion is currently unknown. The number of people affected by the distortion is currently unknown. Reliable means to communicate within the distortion are currently unknown. Reliable means to halt the distortion are currently unknown. How far the distortion may spread is currently unknown.

Aegis Force is deploying to respond, and co-ordinating with local and federal emergency services to evacuate civilians from the surrounding area. All citizens are urged to remain calm and follow instructions on where to go. Instructions will be provided through the Emergency Alert Network. The main evacuation point is the De Chima Porter Base. BE ADVISED: if the Shimmer spreads to the De Chima Porter Base, Porter travel to and from the city will become extremely risky.

ImPort heroes are called upon to assist with this emergency. Any heroes attempting rescue and investigation efforts are urged to exercise EXTREME CAUTION around the Shimmer. Work in teams and in cooperation with emergency services. Volunteers seeking to aid evacuees can report to designated shelters being established outside the Heropa Porter Base. Anyone with information regarding this event or who is in need of aid is asked to contact Aegis Force. Sharing information freely is critical to understanding and resolving this crisis.

Citizens who are unable to leave are advised to remain in their homes and stay away from any doors and windows. Do not panic. Do not open your doors. To anyone in the Shimmer who can see this message: do not lose hope. Help is on the way.

SAY WHAT YOU MEME [CW: DISMEMBERMENT AND MUTILATION]
As seen in Maurtia Falls news, circulated more widely by imPort fan-blogs and social media:
Defeated supervillain and continual attention sponge Count Dooku has gone viral yet again, after a pair of Maurtia Falls teenagers uploaded footage of the Count lying bloody and filthy on ground of a subway station, missing his right hand and right eye and with a broken sword near his feet. As Dooku moaned in pain and weakly berated the 'fools' for not calling an ambulance, the two boys filmed him with their smartphones and uploaded the footage to the Internet, where it swiftly became fodder for gifs and dance remixes. Memes of 'Devastated Dooku' are appearing on forums with captions like 'when you fail a test' or 'TMW you realize you're getting a charley horse.'

After receiving eventual medical attention, Dooku publicly accused his former subordinate General Grievous of assaulting him as part of a vendetta. However, no arrest has yet been made. The Maurtia Falls Police Department declined to comment on the 'ongoing investigation', but a source stated off-the-record that 'There's no solid evidence, and Dooku can't exactly be taken at his word, y'know? We've all got other priorities than chasing vigilantes anyway, and let's face it: it couldn't have happened to a nicer guy," while smoking a pipe in a meaningful manner. Dooku was previously sentenced to two months imprisonment and two months probation for leading the 'Constellation' criminal organization, which sought to incite imPort rebellion against the government.

As an imPort, Count Dooku's nanites are expected to eventually regenerate his injuries, after a slow and painful process. When asked his opinion on whether such violence is justified by Dooku's crimes, Daniel Omar only sent this image in response. Omar's wife Amita was murdered by Dooku earlier this year, and he has previously spoken against the Count's light sentence.

LA CROIXNYISM
As heard on normal radio ads from the same station as the breaking news announcement:

THE COUNTDOWN BEGINS
As heard on an obscure NUMBERS STATION:
23-5 20-18-9-5-4 20-15 23-1-18-14 25-15-21

CODE SWITCH
The Homeland Security Advisory System has moved from DOTH PROTEST TOO MUCH to IRIDESCENT.

WANT TO SUBMIT TO THE MAJORITY REPORT?
The Majority Report comes out the 10th and 20th of every month. You may find details and submit here. The cut-off time is 12:01 AM PST on the 9th and the 19th for the corresponding dates.

baetiful

[ This video is coming directly from the Mayor's office in Maurtia Falls -- Baelish seated at his fancy desk with the communicator propped up in order to keep his hands free. ]

It's been some time since I addressed the network. My apologies for being absent as of late. I've been working on a few projects for Maurtia Falls, which I am excited to be able to finally announce.

My political stance has always been geared toward education and business. If we could improve both of these aspects of the city, I believe Maurtia Falls could grow into less of a center for criminals to thrive and more of a place for socioeconomic growth. So, over the next year -- we will be working on building the Maurtia Falls Community College. With affordable tuition and a wide variety of programs, I believe this will be an excellent place for not only children in the city to further their education -- but adults as well.

[ Baelish opens up a folder, as he says the next part. ]

Secondly, as many of you well know -- and many of our newest arrivals will learn, Maurtia Falls will not win any prizes for its safety. And there seems to be a pattern that whenever things hit -- they tend to hit Maurtia Falls either first or hardest. As a result...

[ He holds up a diagram -- a rough blue print for upcoming plans. ]

I've decided to begin construction on an underground shelter for the city and its residents. This shelter will be utilizing the latest technology to ensure safety, stability, and comfort. The immediate plan is to get it built and operational within the year. At this time, the bare minimum should be completed and it will be operational. But there are plans in the works to expand it beyond being a simple shelter. For example, creating a garden system so it could continuously generate food and a network of tunnels so people can be safely evacuated. These expansions will obviously take longer than a year's time, but I do hope many of us will be around to see them happen. If you have any further questions about this project, or you wish to get involved in it to help expedite the process, do let me know.

[ The diagram is set down and he glances at his watch. He's always been accused of talking way too much, so he's trying to keep this timely! ]

Lastly, I was curious -- would there be interest if I were to do a monthly town hall meeting for imPorts to bring up their issues in Maurtia Falls or to address problems in the community as a whole? I feel as though we do not have too many opportunities to come up with solutions as a group, and I personally would like to do what I can to bring community to this city.

[ He reaches out to shut off the communicator and then pauses as he realizes he had forgotten something else. ]

Oh. And this is truly the last thing -- I have lost a good majority of my imPort staff to port outs. If anyone has interest in working for the mayor's office, many positions are open. Contact me directly for an interview.

[ And now he actually goes to shut off the device. Or he thinks he does -- instead capturing one final thing. A soft sigh of relief. ]

There. Under twenty minutes. I would say that's a personal best, would you not agree?

[ There's a mockingbird chirp of agreement off screen. Baelish gets up, grabs a rather large bag of birdseed and takes out a handful to lay on the desk. A few mockingbirds take over the camera view, chowing down. One of them happens to see himself in the viewfinder on the communicator and starts to get a bit enamored with itself -- pecking at the screen. After a few seconds of this, the video feed goes dark. ]

mortalweapon

Initiating Network content updates...
Logging events and subjects of interest...
Recalibrating ImPort database...

Preliminary assessment complete.

Processing power: Optimal.
System status: Satisfactory.
Further adjustments to relevant subroutines: Pending.
Porter's respect of the time-space continuum: Absolutely not improved.

[ A few long moments pass before that crisp, distinctly mechanical voice picks up again: ]

I detect a significant number of unfamiliar IDs.
For the benefit of these individuals:
Hello. My name is Danger.
I am a sentient artificial intelligence, and I come more or less in peace.

violetnce

[Hello, everyone, here's your resident Psylocke -- or Betsy, or Bets, or whatever you call her -- back in action.]

Oh, bloody hell. This isn't what I meant when I was sending some friends to the astral plane to do some work. But I suppose one can't be surprised when it comes to the multiverse.

[Despite her words, she doesn't sound all that mad to be here, if the lack of anger in her Maldon accent isn't enough of a clue. Hair and irises as violet as ever, Betsy appears to be sunbathing on a rooftop, wearing grey short-shorts, and a violet sports bra.

Her phone is, of course, being levitated a few inches above her by her telekinesis.]

Anyway, enough of that nonsense -- [worrying about the Shadow King back in her world isn't going to do her any good in this one, now, is it?] -- who wants to fill me in on all the good bar fights I missed, or other interesting events of the past few months? It seems as though I was absent from this world for somewhere in the range of two and a half months, give or take some weeks. Last I remember, it was cold here.

violetnce

[Hello, network. It's your favorite British mutant.

ID: Psylocke

As usual, the device is levitating a few feet away from her face. Today, she's dressed in a black sports bra and cranberry yoga pants; her violet hair is tied up in a high and tight ponytail, and her violet-irised eyes give a warmer stare to the camera. There's a thin glistening shine of sweat to her face, as if she's just finished working out.]

I could always use more practice with sparring with or without weapons, and I'm sure some of you also could -- or maybe even to learn for the first time -- so I'm offering my time for both, for any of you interested imPorts.

[A beat of silence then— ]

Who's in?

[She cuts the feed there.

♦

OOC NOTE— Sign ups for this are here!!]

diamonds_are_forever

[Emma is perfectly coifed, as always, and wearing a white cabled sweater. She sits in front of a fireplace, like some kind of super late Christmas card. She even has a mug next to her, but it's coffee rather than hot chocolate.]

Things certainly are interesting here. I'm surprised that I find diamond appraisal somewhat amusing. It is, however, not satisfying. Unfortunately, my business partner has been deported, so to speak, and I find myself facing an uncomfortable fact.

I'm completely without the professional requirements to teach here. Empire State doesn't even exist here, so even if I had my diploma it would be worth less than the paper it's written on. It's rather frustrating.

However, I'm not one to let something like that stop me. There are no official regulations regarding the training of ImPorts in the use of their potentially new and unfamiliar powers. Which, luckily, was my focus when I was teaching.

Which leads to the obvious next question. Is there a need for this? Do any of my fellow ImPorts require assistance with their powers, or acclimating to this place and time?

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