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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.

ret2go

That whole thing was a pain in the butt. I hope that's not a regular occurrence...

[The girl with the pointy ears and purple hair heaves a very audible sigh.] --right, though, that's besides the point! I had a question.

If you could wish for anything, anything at all, what would it be? Just out of curiosity. There's no real reason for me asking, uh, just wondering!

[Shantae is a bad liar.]

indocile

( utilizing the network took some practise, took some figuring out - some watching what everyone else does and some asking stupid questions. when she makes her own first post, though, she's taken the time to make it polished; the video opens with her perfectly centered in frame, a little bit too conscious of the strangeness to be entirely natural but giving it the old college try. there's a smile! it's a nice enough thing and she is a striking young woman, finely pointed ears emerging high from long (--longer than can be seen on the video, reaching her waist) lilac hair, diminutive in a way that even a video doesn't disguise, the hand that tucks it behind one of those ears elaborately tattooed. )

Normally, to talk to this many people, I have to write a lot of notes and find some pigeons. This is sort of lovely, isn't it? You just talk to anybody you want to, anywhere, whenever you like?

( that's so great. she can just call people whenever she wants. she can look at strangers across the world without magic or - this is all so cool. what if she needs to talk to someone at three in the morning. they will have to talk to her, probably. )

Do you meet people like this? Do any of you speak French? Who is any of you, anyway?

( come and be her friend, any of you. the video ends, and

then abruptly begins again: )

Also where do you buy your soap and clothes especially socks and what sort of soap is all right for rats? Thank you! In advance! Now I'm finished!

princeofrats

So, uh...

[ Mouse isn't very good at being on camera. He keeps fidgeting and glancing away, down at the rats huddled in his lap and resting on his bare shoulders. A thin tail flicks in front of the camera, and after some encouraging squeaks, Mouse speaks up again, sounding a little more sure of himself. ]

It's getting colder outside, and lots of rats are moving indoors and trying to stay warm. If you see any, don't freak out, and don't call the exterminators or set up traps, okay? I can come get them, and find them a better place to stay.

[ There's a 90% chance that this 'better place' will end up being his bedroom. Sorry, roomies! ]

If you want to be nice, try giving them some baked pumpkin seeds. Not too many though, or they'll get sick.

... I'm Mouse, by the way. Probably should have said that earlier.

rathercommon

[ Oh, look, it's Kitty Jones. She seems a little tired - though you'd only know it by looking at her. Her voice is unchanged from normal. Indeed, she speaks with her typical firm bubbliness - a cheerful, kindly tone and an adorably youthful London accent obscuring the fact that her speech is (as usual) a bit on the manipulative/calculating/forceful/aggressive side. ]

Hullo, all. First, a job offer. I run a charity garage. It does pretty good work - we fix up and build really, really good cars, and sell 'em to the richer members of the local populace, and then the proceeds go to fund public transit in Heropa. Anyway. I recently... [ Just a little flicker in her smile. ] Lost an employee. So if there's anyone out there who's good with cars or mechanics or whatever, I definitely want you.

[ And now to the less businesslike portion of her announcement: ]

Anyway. Obviously there's been a lot of talk of elections lately, and there's also been a lot of cynicism about the whole electoral process. For obvious reasons. Since there are some politicians who are lunatic idiots. So I guess I just wanted to throw this out there, 'cause all of you have so much different experience from different worlds.

Who had power, where you're from? What was the government like? And were they good - just - or unjust? What do you think's the best form of government? How much power should the people in charge have?

And if you could build a government, build a country from scratch, what would it look like? Would you limit the freedom of the press, or would everyone have the right to speak? Would you build social programs, or would you leave people to fend for themselves? Would you go after warfare and expanding your borders, or would people live in peace?

[ These questions are a little bit leading. Perhaps. ]

Anyway. Share your thoughts, please.

cleptes

Firstly, I want to announce that Herodotus Antiques is having a sale! I'm making room for new stock so everything is marked between 20% to 50% off the original price! Please come down to see what's on offer.

[No fancy graphics this time around.]

Secondly; anyone know of a good pest control service? I have a bit of a rodent problem in my off site stock room.

And last, but by no means least, how about that recent announcement in regards to the Ambassador election? Seems like only yesterday since we had the previous one, but I suppose it's one of those things that have to be done around here. Should make for a few interesting months ahead. Provided that we don't get attacked or invaded, of course.

[Her reasoning for mentioning the election is two-fold: one, to see who lives in Nonah and two - to see who may have already expressed interest in campaigning.]

Apologies in advance if I have jinxed everyone with that last sentence.

fridgeflower

Tell me about when you realized you were in love.
And then tell me about when you realized you weren't.

Both of those have an either-or element, too, of course. Don't think you have to have both to join in.

Alternatively, if you don't have either of those... Tell me about your siblings. Or your best friend. Or your worst enemy.

Everybody has these little pieces of personal history, but nobody new you meet will ever know those parts unless you choose to share them. It's like editing your own narrative. A lot of them probably seem innocuous once you have some distance, but I love hearing about things like that. I always wished that I could see the whole of people in an instant, or that I could read them as easily as I could read books.

I can't, though, so I have to ask and hope that people are willing to share bits of themselves with me.

princeofrats

[ The teenager on screen might seem familiar to some people... he looks a bit like the half-feral rat kid who's been hanging around Heropa for the last couple months. The big difference here is that he's clean. The perpetual layer of grime and dirt that usually covers Mouse's skin is gone completely, and his hair is damn near sparkling like something out of a shampoo commercial. It's even been tied back in a neat ponytail.

Mouse... no, not Mouse, Jayden, pinches the bridge of his nose like he's fighting off a migrane, and after a few moments, stares into the camera with wide, green eyes. ]

Ohhh my god... ok... ok, I can't believe I'm asking this, but does anybody know where I can get a shirt? Like, are there... I don't know, donation bins around here or something? I... I don't have my wallet on me, I just woke up in a pair of jeans that look like they've been through a trash compacter, and I felt like I hadn't showered in a week and there were... there were rats all over the place, and...

[ He actually flinches, and it takes a moment for him to regain his composure. ]

If anybody has the number of a good emergency therapist, I wouldn't say no to that either. Look, this has to be some kind of joke, right? I sort of remember getting the whole 'surprise, you've been dimension-napped' spiel, and whoever gave me my quote-unquote "powers" has a sick sense of humour, but I need to get home, my parents are gonna freak.

baetiful

[ When Baelish appears on the screen, he is sitting comfortably in his office, the camera propped up on the desk and his hands fold together across the surface. The gleam of his mockingbird sigil is evident at his collar as is the jeweled Narnia hunting pin on his sleeve. A physical sign of his and Lucy's alliance far before he even speaks the words. ]

Greetings to my fellow imPorts, old and new.

My name is Petyr Baelish, the Lord part of my name is optional of course. When I first addressed the network, it was to talk about your thoughts and feelings toward this war and the ambassadors who served each of the imPort cities. I received a lot of valuable feedback and made some interesting friendships because of it. And now, I come to talk to you about the same things -- only this time as a man who will be running to represent you in the city of Maurtia Falls.

( cutting this because Baelish doesn't know the meaning of tl;dr )

airshow

[ tonight on the network: a reverse help wanted ad. ]

Do you have a problem that's too tricky for the cops and not quite heroic enough for heroes? Do you need a job done, but it doesn't fit in any convenient Craigslist categories? Are you looking for a dashing, stripey gentleman to swoop in and solve your problems? LOOK NO FURTHER! I'm James Jesse, and I want to put my 15-plus years of varied and exciting "employment" experience to work for YOU.

PRIOR EXPERIENCE INCLUDES BUT IS NOT LIMITED TO: security testing, creative engineering, bartending, identity concealment, un-kidnapping, puppet choreography, card counting, law enforcement, law breaking, fake mustaches, demonology, location and acquisition of fine luxury goods, special effects, stunt coordination, private investigation, and general handsomeness.

Open to short and long-term contracts. Very few questions asked! Danger fine! Anonymity guaranteed! Payment negotiable!

CALL ME!

[ you should all just be glad it's not written in comic sans. the feed switches over to video for a moment, zoomed in close, but far out enough to tell that James, not just the communicator, is upside down. god only knows why. he grins brightly. ]

Or, y'know, if you don't wanna discuss legit employment, talk to me. A guy needs to eat, but a guy also needs to not die of boredom, and I like it when the two go hand-in-hand, but they don't have to.

So, whaddya say? I'm a reformed costumed criminal, ask me anything!

admemoriam

[There's a boy staring at the camera.

Light hair, unassuming, face needing a bit of a wash. A little too close to the lens for comfort. He's eating from a bag of M&M's, slowly and reverentially. Really, you wouldn't be glancing twice at the broadcast if it weren't for the fact that he's just looking at you, well past the broadcast's minute mark. Looking at you, at your room, at whatever's behind you - either he's having some neurological symptom, or your surroundings are very interesting.

Then, as if a switch has been flipped, he seems to notice that you're actually looking back. His eyes brighten, and his fingers go fidgety.]

Oh. Oh. [A beat, as he tilts his head. He's close enough to the lens to count his freckles.] Can you see me?

fistofthejoestar

[there's sadness in Jonathan's voice, but he makes no attempts to obscure it. why should he feel any sort of shame? a dear friend of his is gone, and while she's far from dead it's still a loss. it would be more of an affront to her memory if he didn't express the weight he felt in his chest.]

I think waiting any longer is simply false hope, so...Mi- Ramir is gone, for those who were friends with her and worried about her disappearance. Her number has been invalid for some time now.

[he exhales lowly, pausing again. even though he'd expressly used the voice function to give himself a little space, it's a bit more difficult than he'd expected to have to detail all this. Jonathan has never had to announce someone's dePortation; any sadness he'd felt had always been private and dealt with on his own time.

but this is more important than his own feelings, and so after the stop he forges on with newfound vigor. the sooner he continued the sooner he could finish, for better or for worse.]

She left her businesses in the care of Miss Kitty Jones and I, so if you've never been to either Krakatoa or the Iceberg Lounge I really do encourage you to drop by sometime. They're first rate places and I'd be more than happy to pay for your drink or meal. Ah, which reminds me - we are still hiring, if you're looking for work.

[that ought to do it, shouldn't it? Ramir had already taken care of her personal belongings, after all. there's the sound of indistinct shuffling and then a soft laugh from Jonathan.]

...you know, I'd been meaning to ask about some frivolous little things before this all happened. I suppose I'll save that for another time.

[it's more appropriate, he thinks, not to clutter this up with his own hobbies and interests.]

runningstart

Arright people, it's crunch time. I need your input on this critical issue: What graduation present should I buy myself?

Here are the options:
A) One pet rat
B) Two pet rats
3) As many discount 'grow your own crystal' science kits as my powerful masculine arms can carry so that I can grow a crystal statue in the likeness of Beyonce Knowles
And D) Two pet rats and a box of donuts for dinner

Also since it's finals season I'm offering my services to help people cram for any of the sciences. I can do up to college year whatever because I'm a genius. My rates are the low low price of buy me dinner.

princeofrats

[ There's a new face on the network tonight! Viewers are getting an extreme close-up of the newcomer's eye, then his face, and then the new guy at large once he holds the communicator out at arm's length. Dude is shirtless, and, uh... wearing a bandana on his head that makes him look kinda like he has mouse ears. The name that comes up on the device is 'Jayden Revell'. ]

Virtue, Katharsis, Vengeance Moth, Tremor, Burden! If any of you are out there, come find me! I dunno where you are and none of the rats here know what you guys smell like, so I can't find you! I'm at... uhm... [he falters slightly, and the camera wobbles as Mouse turns to glance behind him. ] ... The lady in the car said this was Heropa, and there's a... there's a bike shop next door. They sell bikes.

[ Suddenly, the camera pulls back and away from Mouse, settling a few feet away from him in an angled downshot that clearly shows the head of the alleyway he's crouched in, along with the nearest street signs. Something that looks suspiciously like a rat's tail flicks in front of the screen, and Mouse brightens up immediately. ]

Thanks, Benjamin!

... Okay, it'll probably be a while 'til my friends get here, so I should introduce you guys - anybody watching, I mean - to some new friends I made in the meantime. [ Mouse settles down into a cross-legged sitting position, and two giant, hairy sewer rats crawl up and over his shoulders to rest in his palms. He holds each of them up in turn. ]

This is Mrs. Nesbit! And this is her cousin, Hebert. He wanted to be fancy today, so I made him a bowtie out of a gum wrapper. [ The rat is, indeed, wearing a bowtie. He's very dapper. ] ... And they wanted to say they'd be very grateful if you'd stop putting poison traps inside your restaurants, okay? You wouldn't like getting poisoned if you were just trying to eat, right? Nobody likes barfing.

... Okay, that's all. I'm done now. [Click!]

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