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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.

garrick

Multiple worlds and parallel universes are always going to be a thing, if we're here or back home they'll always exist. So what do you do when someone turns up from a parallel world and claims theirs is number 1? Would you let them have it or would you fight them over such a silly thing?

And before anyone asks, everyone just calls mine Earth-2.

[ Time to see if anyone bites on the actual Earth-2 part.]

areou

( these texts seem like they should be going to just one person (who might that person be? it is a mystery), but it's late and she might have had a few really strong drinks, so. just go with it. )

name one fucking hero who could beat achilles i fucking dare you achilles could take on anyone even heracles like you know that arrow only hit him bc apollo couldn't keep his grubby little hands to himself can't show up to a birthday party but he'll help murder the greatest hero of our time

( listen she just has strong feelings about achilles ok. it has nothing to do with the fact that she definitely pulled an achilles once. let's not talk about that. )

stretchy_girl

[The camera fumbles out for a bit before zooming in on a nervously smiling Gemini.]

Hi Network [she gives a little wave.] I've been looking around the interwebs here and I can't seem to find an imPort doctor, which seems like a big gap if one of us who's like an alien or something gets sick and the native doctors can't help. Are there any imPort doctors out there or is this not a problem?

[She'd quite like to make an appointment for a problem she's having but isn't going to say so on a network broadcast.]

Also, it's been three months now and my memories still haven't really returned, I've had a few flashes but nothing really concrete from my past and I'd really been hoping I'd remembe things by now. Does anyone know a good psychiatradoodle or maybe someone who reads minds who might be able to help me?

grandtheftequine

so who can and can't read this?

( ((nsfw text inside)) )

asking for a friend ;)

perfectible

[ the camera turns on to show Betty Cooper, except... it's not Betty Cooper. meet her doppleganger. she's got short, dark hair (it might be a wig) and she's dressed provocatively. she gives the camera her most charming, seductive smile but there's frustration in her eyes and it tints her voice.]

Apparently, you have to be eighteen to be a "dancer" [ she uses air quotes ] at certain establishments.

[ cue an eye roll.] Does anyone want to hook a girl up with a fake I.D.?

[ ooc note: i'll add a content warning here just because she might be overtly sexual/flirty with people in the comments and she's only 17 which might make some people uncomfortable. ]

ghoulking

Hello everyone. I'm Ken Kaneki, and through the years I've been compiling information on everything that has been happening. My notes are available, and I've also written/updated/adapted a FAQ which you can read. If there are any questions, let me know. On a different note, I was reading through Porter patterns and I'm curious about imPort and exPort activity. If you feel comfortable, please feel free to answer the following questions: 1. How long have you been here? 2. Have you ever been Ported-out and returned still with your memories? How many times? 3. Have you ever been Ported-out and returned without any of your memories? Do you know how many times? 4. Do you suspect a certain event could have triggered your porting-out? 5. When Ported-out, did you return to your world? 6. In your world, did you remember being in this one? 7. After being Ported out, have your powers changed? As for myself, I have been in this world for a total of 3 years and 7 months - I arrived here in 2nd September of 2014. I have been Ported-out 4 times in total and I never forgot my memories of being here when I returned, even when I was amnesiac. My Port-outs seem to happen every 6 to 9 months, and usually they happen when some sort of stress is involved. Every time I was returned to my world I remained there for a while before I was returned here; the time I spent in my world is random at best since the least I've spent there was a week, and the most I stood there was 4 years. My powers have changed every time, but only to match the abilities I had in my world.

crimeboy

[Akira is not really. Equipped to stop a nuclear missile so he's been thinking and he should probably not just keep those thoughts to himself because that's how you freak yourself out.]

Hey so.

What if we're all reliving the same day because we're ghosts now and we can't move on, like in that one movie?

[Is that a joke??? Even he's not sure.]

ct_7567

[ When the feed flickers on, you'll see a stern looking man in what may be, to some, vaguely familiar armour - but for everyone else, it will simply be clear that he's clad in fairly generic Space Marine™ Armour. There is a stiffness to him, but it's difficult to discern whether that's discomfort, displeasure, or just his default state.

Without any preamble, he says: ] I've been instructed that any further inquiries I have ought to be directed here.

[ Instead of continuing to badger city employees, but he allows that bit to remain unspoken. ]

I've got two big questions. The first of which being: In your experience, is this nonsense they have written about superpowers in the folders they've provided us with accurate?

And, assuming I'm here long enough for it to matter, are the assignments they've given us permanent? [ He arches a brow. ] I'm no teacher, and I'm certainly not equipped to teach younglings about a star system I've never been in.

That being said, if there's anything else a newcomer ought to know, I'll gladly hear it.

[ He nods, then cuts the feed without saying goodbye because nobody's ever taught him any got-dang manners.

ooc: and none of you saw that big ol' fuck up of mine, WHOOPS. ]

lasersounds

[It's actually pretty early morning, a rare thing for Lance. But he looks awake, still dressed in his pajamas and housecoat while casually sipping on a milkshake as he looks into the camera.]

So...I've been told today is National Pancake Day. Where I'm from this means free pancakes.

Who's got the hookup or knows any local places running a deal?

garotted

[ the feed opens with alex's face, a kerchief over her green curls and a shit-eating grin on her clay-spattered face. she's obviously in her studio, and there's a half-dozen half-finished projects spread over her work-bench, some finished ceramics in the background. ]

You know, I think my boyfriend is finally getting the hang of this clay thing. [ she flips the video, showing off a slightly horrifying cactus in a hat, zooming in and then reaching out to turn the cactus around so you can appreciate it from all sides. ]

Meet Prickly Jim. Pretty sure Magnus is too busy groaning in embarrassment somewhere, but I think he's cute. Sheriff of his own little cactus town, maybe. Or the town drunk. Possibly both.

[ she wiggles the little cactus around as if it's excited. ] Honestly, this is worlds better than where he started. I think I'm gonna' turn him into a sculptor yet. Right, Prickly Jim? [ she makes the cactus bounce and bow in agreement, then sets it down, flipping the video back around. ]

I know you're all jealous that you don't have a boyfriend as great as Prickly Jim or mine, but them's the breaks. Guess you'll just have to lust over them from afar. [ she flashes a 'deuces!' and the feed ends. ]

stretchy_girl

[The feed clicks on revealing Gemini looking grumpy and frustrated and she wastes no time in getting to the point.]

Um I'm having a little trouble with my clothes.

[She pans the camera down, revealing a blue armoured one-piece bodysuit that hugs every curve and which Gemini looks clearly uncomfortable in.]

It's not that this thing doesn't fit properly, it does but I haven't been able to take it off, it's like the stupid thing is stuck to me!

[She tugs at the choker collar around her neck and it doesn't budge, and pulls at the zipper at her chest, it stays stubbornly stuck and she lets out a huff of frustration.]

It's really not my style but more than that I'd really really like to take a shower. Does anyone have any suggestions about how I can get it off?

[It hasn't occurred to her yet that she's asking for help in getting her clothes taken off and that this might not be a good idea, even less so because she's not watching where she's pointing the camera which happens to be right at her cleavage.]

9544

hello dear citizens!!

i have a really important request to ask of you all

so please lend me your ears 👂

and lend me your texting fingers 🤗

and let me know ................

if you were to adopt a pet, what would you call him/her/them? #petequality🐶🐱🐦 #imwithher

fyi my pals and i are trying to adopt a puppy so we could use some cool name ideas

my top picks are: john, mcclane, and nakatomi but obvs we're open to suggestions

discountstarscream

So. We're all held here against our will and there's no way home. That's fine, I guess worse things have happened.

[Getaway speaks casually in a cool, smooth as silk, tone as if the whole thing with Riptide hadn't happened. As far as he's concerned, that was just a minor inconvenience that was dealt with in the most direct and logical way possible. But he's not here to talk about Riptide.]

I'm not usually the distractions kind of person. Hate them, in fact, but since I don't have a choice, I might as well enjoy myself, right? See, I'm new to being human, and what better way to learn to be human than to test out Heropa's night life?

The name's Getaway, and I would be absolutely delighted if someone told me where the best clubs and hangouts are in this big city of ours.

[Private to Tailgate]

Heeey there scout.

Looks like we're rooming together. Neat, eh?

stretchy_girl

Um hello?

[The feed clicks on revealing an attractive young woman with jet black hair, her blue eyes darting anxiously around, her expression full of stress and uncertainty.]

The government people tell me I've just arrived through something called a Porter and that my name is Gemini de Mille.

[She doesn't sound too sure about that as she chews worriedly on her lip.]

The problem is I can't seem to remember...anything.

[She sounds more than a little frightened, hugging herself as her next words escape in a rush.]

I don't know who I am or what I'm doing here, can anyone help?

[ooc: Happens after the events of this log]

dioception

Good evening. I don't want to waste too much time here, so I'll just get to business.

[He clears his throat a little, just to be sure he comes out clearly.]

I am Dio Brando, and I run a very small law firm which doubles as a PR agency next to the library in Maurtia Falls. Now, despite the size of the business, I've found myself with an excess of work, and so I am looking for someone or a couple of someones to help. What I'm in the market for is an assistant or secretary, or perhaps some younger people in need of an internship, if any of you are looking to get into the field.

There is, of course, a catch. You see, I am strictly nocturnal, and thus my business hours are overnight, however I am looking to have someone around during the day time to take calls and schedule appointments.

I would like to meet anyone interested in person for an interview at a later date. Resumes aren't really required since you could literally say anything on it and I can't fact check you, so don't worry about it. The pay is negotiable.

flowerette

Hello, fellow imPorts.

[ Raina greets the camera with her ever-present charming smile. ]

For those of you who don't know me, my name is Raina. I've been an imPort for the past two and a half years now. And for all of that time, I've been involved in imPort cellular research -- studying us on a cellular level, trying to make sense of these nanites within us. I am pleased to announce that I've finally had a large breakthrough in terms of discerning the probable function and possible outcomes were we to extract nanites from ourselves entirely.

I've always operated based on the theory that as soon as we come through the porter, something within us changes on a molecular level. As many of you know, a few months ago there was an incident where a few of us found ourselves with unwelcome clones. I joined with a team of fellow imPorts to infiltrate Heaven Scent and was able to extract some vital research from their database. What all of this illuminated for me is more concrete proof of my theory.

I'll briefly go over what we do know about nanites for those who might be new or unaware. Every imPort is injected with them upon arrival. They are not the root cause of our powers, but they do allow for those powers to be altered or sometimes even nullified. They are also responsible for our mostly functional ability to revive from death. They have no effect on natives or even metahumans. And the reason behind this is a bit gruesome.

These clones of ours were infused with nanites of their own which largely allowed them to house our powers to near perfection. But on a molecular level, our clones were unable to handle the infusion of nanites in their blood for longer than a couple of months and after that time, these nanites started to eat them alive -- breaking them down on a cellular level and causing them to essentially disintegrate.

[ Raina pauses, glancing down at some of her own paperwork and rifling through it. ]

I've run multiple tests this past month of samples from both Heaven Scent and blood samples I managed to extract from clones during their brief, but memorable, time with us. My findings are all conclusive: we alone are the only ones who can house nanites because we alone have come through the porter and changed on a molecular level. And it is through these nanites that our powers are able to translate into what they are in this world. Meaning: without the nanites inside of us our abilities would become erratic, uncontrollable, and in all likelihood gone entirely. Nanites might not be responsible for our powers, but they are what enable us to use our powers the way we know them and without those to keep us anchored to this universe, there is a chance we would disintegrate the way our clones had when they were exposed to the nanites.

[ Looking up again, this time invitingly. ]

I would like to run some more tests to study this further. In order to do so, I am in need of samples. And by samples, I mean blood samples. If anyone is willing to donate to the cause, I promise it'll be worth your while.

[ A promise that sounds a lot more sensual than it should, and with a little wink -- Raina ends the feed. ]

stretchy_girl

[Network user: Ge&xc=pmcrerror]

[The feed clicks on and there's a Japanese girl with a wide smile looking hopefully into the camera.]

Hello! [She gives a little wave.]

My name is Amiko Kurasawa. There is something wrong with this network device I have been given. Might somebody help me?

hondoyota

I'd like to foster discussion about the combined application of imPort powers. Aside from a motley of crime-fighting (or crime-causing, as the case may be) teams, I don't think that imPorts as a group give enough consideration to the combined application of powers. Each of us has a limited scope of powers, but when strategically combined with the powers of other imPorts, our abilities can be amplified exponentially.

I'd like to discuss this hypothesis and the practical applications of such efforts.

For example, if someone with power over metal or mechanical systems were to team up with someone with the power to manipulate electrical systems, someone with the ability to generate weather systems (specifically, to create atmosphere, if only on a small scale), and perhaps someone with the ability to teleport, could we not--with four people of moderate ability and a reasonable amount of technical knowledge--create a colony on the moon?

What other accomplishments might we be able to create? I've got the ability to manipulate electrical systems and the ability to amplify the magical fields and abilities of others, in addition to an enthusiast's knowledge of engineering and mechanical science. And I've got a friend who can teleport. So we're theoretically halfway to a moon colony already.

candor1

[ooc: just keeps this open for the duration of threads]

[The camera has been set up to point at a blank wall. As the feed turns on, there's a heavy shuffling sound; and Cassian slumps into frame, thudding his back to the wall, and sliding to sit on the floor against it. He's… more or less still in frame. He looks an absolute mess. And there's a bottle grasped in his hand.

( behind the curtain )

Apparently (impeccably) drunk, sloshing the bottle's contents onto himself just for good measure, Cassian tugged his free hand through his worse-than-usual hair and slurringly moaned into the camera.]

She kriffing left. Our friend's gone and she… She left me and says it's too much and she can't cope with both and I should know why and I don't. Says I said things… don't karking remember. Wouldn't I know better what I said than she…? I never would've… ruskakk-loving… Any of you remember me saying…? S'all bantha… one of us's gone felek and I don't know…

Tell me the truth—

[He leveled the bottle accusingly at the viewscreen, splashing again.]

Did I ever say… skragging… snogwash… what was it… "I got…" something… "…got what I wanted so I'm done"…? Does that even sound like me? But she… said… after hearing in my voice… she tried but… can't go back from… she… And he's… Això no passa…

[His mumbling devolved into a sob. He drew up one knee to wrap an arm around it and bury his face in that arm.

And I'll stay here sniffling until you bite you mimicking blasterpfassked sithspawn..]

reexamined

[Oh hey, it's that robot who argued with at least a dozen people about milk. This isn't fun and games this time around, as K-2 doesn't speak at first, and instead sends through the communicators a blue-tinted, looping projection that looks like it comes from his perspective.]

This is Bodhi Rook. He is missing. I understand now, that this can happen if the Porter "takes someone back." I also know that there is a chance he will be returned, but there is also a chance that this isn't the case, and something has happened to him.

[Very unlikely. But it isn't the same percentage he had given for Cassian- it's higher. Less than ten, still, but not four. Ever since Cassian's "duplicate" had shown up, Kay won't write off that imPorts could arrange for something to happen to Bodhi and make it look like a port out.]

...If anyone has any information on his whereabouts, it would be appreciated. He...

[Is important. Needs to be protected.]

Is a friend. Thank you.

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