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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.

historiology

[Someone looks excited. Probably because he saw some mention of Christmas earlier. Or, the general idea of it. Along with the inevitable obvious past time of spotting decorations around, hearing the carols as he is out and about at times.

Now, Christmas isn't so much a thing back home, but it isn't hard to figure someone like Sorey getting excited about it all the same.]

Hey everyone! I'm guessing this 'Christmas' thing is a new holiday, right? We didn't have it back home. Or, not quite this big, if we did have something sort of similar at Glenwood. I gather it's about gifts, right? And this Santa guy. But this is a good excuse to get presents for everyone! [And here, he looks a bit more sheepish, rubbing at the back of his head, his mop of hair that does seem to be growing out a bit again.] I mean, I feel kind of bad, for leaving before and stuff anyway.

But it seems like fun! So I want to try. I wonder if this 'Santa' would bring me one of those goblin carts....

[Sorey no.]

A-anyway, the kids seem pretty excited! Maybe I could help do something with them for Christmas. Any ideas? Or...more details? Either way. This would be my first Christmas, so.

[He may have missed a few important facts. Like how Santa is really just some guy dressed up in a suit. You know.]

onhold

hi everyone! i'm karina and i'm pretty new here won't take up too much of your time, sooo... quick question! if you could design your own superhero costume, what would it like? function over form or a combination of both? what matters most to you when you're out and about and helping people out? or what DOES your costume look like, if you've already made one and you're in a position to tell thanks in advance everyone ♥

prepairing

[The attached ID reads Barnaby Brooks Jr. As a spokesman for a prominent energy drink brand, his name and face are splashed on all sorts of magazines and advertisements, and anyone who's been here for even a short amount of time might know him as a hero who's very public about his crime-fighting activities.

Generally speaking, it's rare for him to use text over the network. Of course, the message that follows doesn't exactly mesh with his usual image, either.]

I've got three questions. If you've got an answer for any of these, I want to hear from you.

#1: What do you know about this symbol?

#2: Who the hell is this?

#3: Do your numbers reflect the market's ACTUAL demand for heroes, or are you all just calling yourselves heroes because it's become the popular thing to do? At this rate, your characters are just going to overlap. Unless you've got a good hook, your odds of standing out or building a solid fanbase are pretty abysmal.

[You shouldn't need a 15-year-old kid telling you this, he irritably thinks to himself. And yet here we are.]

earnedmystripes

[HELLO who's ready for some really shaky/jerky video??? This guy's last phone was of the flip variety so he's now trying to figure out this newfangled """"smart"""" phone and sucking at it royally.

Which means, instead of centering on his face like a normal post on the network, everyone's treated to a good (?) view of his embarrassing old suit from various angles until he loses his patience and just sort of talks in the direction of the camera.]

Heeeeeyyy, so uh, listen, I'm totally down for helping you guys out with the whole hero thing, really I am--Wild Tiger, at your service!

But uhm, no one's in trouble right now are they? 'Cause it'd be super great if I could like, be at your service tomorrow or something, instead. See, my wife's having our baby like right now, and I reaaaaaallyyy need to be there or my ass is gonna be in the hottest water ever. Well, actually, I needed to be there half an hour ago but there was this situation--

Anyway!! If someone could point me toward whoever I gotta talk to, that'd be amazing, I'll owe you one. Or ten. A lot, okay. Thanks in advance!

Now how do I shut this thing...off....

[Pls excuse Screwy Feed v.2 Return of the Revenge while he just starts randomly poking at his comm, and eventually succeeds in shutting off the video but actually just has turned it to audio haha OOPS. SO there's gonna be some obnoxious ambient noise until the post times out.]

tweaker

[No, that's not Eminem. That's Jesse Pinkman, just two years younger but looking more like ten years younger (because ~~the~~ meth ~~business~~ will really do a number on you).]

Yo, okay. Maybe you guys can explain something to me, 'cause I been trying to be all open-minded about this shit but I'm starting to get the feeling I'm on an episode of Punk'd or something.

Help me out: If superpowers are real, how come I don't fucking got any?

I been trying, you know? Not jumping off any buildings to see if I can fly, 'cause I'm not retarded, but like... If we're in Comic Book Land now, I feel like I oughta see some evidence, yo. Where's the TK? Where's the laser eyes? Do I gotta go radioactivate my ass first? Somebody point me in the direction of the nearest toxic waste dump.

Come on, don't tell me I'm the only guy having this problem around here.

saidyes

[ Who is this handsome devil giant on all your video screens? Handsome devil, that's a joke, because this is literally the devil in a different meatsuit. Not that that's immediately obvious. It's a couple of days into the pull point plot, long enough at least for Lucifer to get his bearings, and work out that this is the best way to approach the situation. His noisy other self - selves - have made a sticky situation stickier, true, but this world--oh, it's ripe for the picking. He just has to approach it the right way. Make friends. Fortunately he has a pretty new face with which to do exactly that. His expression is warm and intent. ]

Okay, I think I figured this out.

Hi. I'm uh--well, I'm Sam; Sam Winchester, and this is apparently not the first time I've been here? Selective memory loss, I guess; not like it would be the first time.

So... Where do I even start? I mean, back where I come from, we don't really talk about this stuff. It's not exactly anything people usually believe, but then you guys have been living it for a while, huh? So when I say I'm a hunter, that me and my brother hunt supernatural creatures - vampires, werewolves, ghosts - that's probably going to be a No News Tuesday, right?

[ He rubs his chin, begins to gesture at the screen and then stops, dropping his hands into his lap, out of sight. ]

No, it's still weird talking about it.

[ He's still fidgeting, folding his arms across his chest and creasing his brow apologetically. ]

Okay, long story short, my brother and I got tangled up in the apocalypse, and all sorts of things we barely believed in turned out to be real. The Devil, for example. Angels.

We fought him, back where I came from - Lucifer - which is why I guess I'm even talking about this... I know he's got his claws in this place--I mean, what kind of world gives the Devil a TV show? I want to help. I can help. It'll help me out too, because maybe if I know who he's screwing with, we can work out how what his angle is, and how to stop it before it gets too far.

[ A pause. ] I was going to say something else, but I've forgotten. I guess...is anyone here I know? Dean? Bobby? Cas? I should...probably stop talking now. Okay.

instars

[This voice suggests someone who is not even remotely American. South African is a good guess, though incorrect. British or Australian is right out.]

Tell me a secret.

If all else fails, then at least tell me a story.

kittenjones

Why does no one consider that the government are lying to us? There have been some who've talked about it, yeah, but no one really seriously thinks about it. But we know they've got the ability to change memories, haven't they? They can make people forget their lives here, or at least SOMEONE can. So why do we all think they haven't just done that? There's never been a group of people in power who didn't love to see their populace docile and harmless and quiet. They've got every reason to alter our memories and our thoughts so that we're nice and obedient to them.

Why are we swallowing what they tell us? Why aren't we questioning them? Why aren't we challenging them? We've got the power to make them scared, so why aren't we? We're powerful, and we'll fight for what's right if we've got the chance, so why AREN'T we doing that? We've got to organize. We've got to make change.

nakamas

[It's Sai on the comm, but like many other imPorts, his age has been changed. Unlike most, though, he's aged up rather than down. Approximately a decade up, in fact--whereas Sai is usually 16, he currently looks about 25 or so. His hair is a bit longer, now with bangs covering his forehead, and the exposed midriff is a lot more...exposed than usual. Not to mention, the pants look uncomfortably tight on him. But he's getting to that; there's a reason he's not sitting down, okay.]

Does anyone know the source of these physical alterations? Or are they another of the Porter's as-yet-undiscovered capabilities?

...And could I get suggestions on places to shop for clothes? I could deal with the shirt and jacket having gotten too short, but the pants are squeezing my--

[Wait, no, he's not supposed to do that.]

Anyway. There are so many different stores, I don't understand what the differences are. Are any in particular better than the others? Such as Wall-mart, or Jay-see Penny?

luckynumber42

Wow, alright, this is new.

[On the camera is a guy in his late twenties to early thirties who looks like he could be Miles Morales's dad. The name associated with the post, though, is Miles Morales.]

So...I don't think I'll be going to school for a while. Does this mean I need to get a serious adult job now?

Either way, I need some new clothes, because this isn't going to cut it. Do you think I could go to a clothing store wrapped in a bedsheet, or would that be a little too weird?

functionoverfeels

[Tempo is in full robot form when she takes to the network today, though she's only keeping her head in frame.]

Hello, everyone! My name is Tempo, alias Quake Woman, if we haven't already met. Residents of Nonah have heard Mr. Gamagōri's announcement about the artificial crater that recently appeared near the city. As I was built for geological surveillance, I felt qualified to investigate the crater myself. Unfortunately, I was unable to find anything more substantive than what Mr. Gamagōri's preliminary investigation turned up. It was a man-made crater, and obviously the parties responsible are capable of a great deal of destructive force. I was unable to detect any blast residue, so I wouldn't worry about explosives specifically, but it is still troubling.

On what is I suppose a lighter note, despite being made of technology, I am disappointingly unfamiliar with video games. I've been told there are several genres, but I'm only aware of two—racing games and role-playing games. I am looking for other possible recommendations that you may think I'd enjoy, or that you enjoy personally. If there is a genre where cheating is impossible, I would be especially interested in that for personal reasons.

Thank you for your time.

faeless

[The camera is half buried under some clothes but there's still a clear enough shot of a small blonde girl pulling stuff from the closet and holding it against herself before throwing it aside.]

Uuuuugh! Why is this a thing? Why did this have to happen again? [Anyone who knows Kenzi's wardrobe would recognize the clothes and if they listen closely enough the voice sounds like her but younger. She tosses another shirt aside before pulling out another and repeating the process before it joins the pile. After one more she gives up and reaches down to grab her comm. She flops down on the bed with a sigh.]

Nothing fits! It's all too big. Not as big as last time but big.

governorkang

[Kang is not looking like his normal self. In fact, he looks positively ancient. The tarnished appearance at the ends of his scales has nearly taken over the usual dark bronze, his clothing hangs rather loosely due to the loss of nearly a third of his muscle mass, the leathery membrane of his wings looks dry and papery, and the tips of his horns are worn and rounded.

He is also having to noticeably squint to see anything, and his voice has that telltale tremulous quality to it.

...and he's clearly not happy.]

Please tell me I'm not the only one that got aged up in this mess.

wayhot

So... I should probably mention that I'm back, huh? [Been back for a few days but. Details.]

It's been a while - [For her, anyway.] - but at least I didn't have as much to catch up on as I did last time. [Really, none of this was like the first time she went home. When she came back, a bunch of time had passed and she didn't even remember leaving. This is time she was home for a year, but barely any time had passed here. So... the opposite of last time. Kind of.]

Still, it's pretty weird coming back, especially with how it messes with your head and junk. I'm not talking about all of the stuff the Hornets did a while ago, but the Porter's own way of making things weird. [She's pretty sure the Porter is responsible for it, anyway.] Like forgetting everything when you're home and then having all the memories of this place come back at once when you return.

I know going and coming back is different for everybody and sometimes people don't remember stuff. But for the people that do, everything coming back at once is pretty normal, right? [It was more than a little overwhelming for her. Frustrating, too. She's happy she has her memories back, but she's still bothered by the fact that she forgot everything to begin with.]

Anyway, at least it won't be as hard to get used to everything again, since I actually remember my time here before. [But... she'll still need to get used to some things again. Like being in a place almost entirely populated by humans - after going back to Ooo and the Fire Kingdom, it's pretty weird.]

fistofthejoestar

I'm sorry to ruin all of the pleasant news that's been shared recently, but this is important.

[this is quite a departure in tone from what people on the network usually hear from Jonathan - it's steely and solemn, no trace of the sunny young man chatting amiably about dogs and lost items.]

A week ago two imPorts were kidnapped by a man named Robert Jennings for the sole purpose of hunting them down like animals. [the disgust in his voice is barely contained] They were rescued and Mr. Jennings himself was apprehended - but a group called the Go Fors whose services he utilized is still operating.

They provided technology which made it possible to spirit the pair of them away without causing suspicion, as well as keep them trapped long enough to be hunted. There were at least six individuals involved; I can provide names and some other information to whoever would like it.

This can't be allowed to happen again. I'll do whatever I can to help anyone interested in taking this up as well, whether through more details or physical assistance, but...in the meantime, please be careful, everyone.

[there's no telling what else they might attempt before they're brought down.]

attainment

[Oh hey, it's this guy again, wearing a little bit of concealer to hide the fact he hasn't slept well over the past week. People expect him to look fairly fresh and energetic, after all, especially since they've got one less killer roaming the streets.

Up until now he's made these types of videos while donning his powersuit, so he decides to keep up the tradition. Some people might think he looks like a pink Iron Man, but that's okay. His ego can take it just fine.

Naturally, his face plate is open, revealing a fair-skinned man wearing a polite smile.]

Hi, this is Barnaby. I've noticed some new faces lately, so now seemed like a good time to do this.

First of all, I'd like to once again thank everyone who helped apprehend the masked vigilante Lunatic, also known as Yuri Petrov. For privacy's sake, I won't mention anyone by name, although you are welcome to step forward and identify yourselves in response to this message so your fellow imPorts can properly thank you.

[Things are far from over back home, unfortunately, but...well, that isn't Barnaby's problem anymore, so he presses on without giving it another thought for the time being.]

Second, I want to remind people that we have an Emergency Notification System in place. Registered imPorts who sign up will receive a small device that lets you hear information from dispatchers. Unsettled imPorts who are interested can also sign up through any registered imPort who owns a device. In either case, people are welcome to sign up through either myself or Wild Tiger. Any other device-holding imPorts are also free to help people sign up.

Additionally, we have a communicator-based app that lets you send out a distress signal to any device-holding imPorts. Anyone who needs help learning how to use the Distress Signal Application, please let me know so we can arrange something.

Third thing: although Petrov is behind bars, I think most of us are well aware of the potential dangers both the imPort and native communities currently face. To anyone lacking concrete combat or rescue experience: please refrain from jumping onto the front lines. No one gets saved if you die, and you'll likely hinder other people's attempts to apprehend criminals or evacuate citizens.

There are other ways to help, though, which brings me to my next point: is anyone interested in receiving certifications for CPR and first aid? If enough people say yes, I could try to arrange something.

Anyway, I think that's everything. People who have questions or concerns about the Emergency Notification System, the Distress Signal Application, or possible first aid and CPR certification classes, feel free to ask in response to this message or in private.

Thank you for your cooperation.

[People who want their characters to sign up for the Emergency Notification System, check this link out!]

ktfod

[Feed's on an to many, there's Akihiko there, standing infront of a mirror in what looks like a- grungy as hell, dark public bathroom. The sort of bathroom that casts everything in yellow and it's hard to say if it's the lightning in the place or just- the walls having been caked with something you don't want to know anything about.

But otherwise, it looks like a boy. Late teens, shirtless, fit. Grey, short hair, grey eyes- but the most eye catching thing is the blood down his nose and the swollen skin under his right eye. Blood even more so trailing down the side of his face from what- looks like a long slit cut open in his face along his brow. Anyone that's been hit hard enough knows the cut was probably put there on purpose. Better to drain the blood.]

[He's leaning in, using his tattoo to activate video in the mirror. Audio would've worked two but it really didn't matter. He leans to clean up his face a bit, grabbing his own jaw, taking a look at his teeth.]

I was reminded of something. [Breath heavy, still dripping in sweat. There's bandages on his hands, red seeping through at the knuckles.] I'm not sure if anyone's said anything about it yet. I really haven't been looking.

But the lightning before. [A sigh, looking a little annoyed. With good reason, that whole- ordeal was really annoying.] It wasn't just some storm. It was artificial. I figured it was a good idea to say something but it only just struck me now. Not only wasn't it artificial, but when it was happening- I-

[Stands up again, a thoughtful look on his mostly blank and battered face. He holds a cloth under his nose before lowering it and looking down at it.] I knew when it'd happen next, when it'd strike, what days.

It was like it was all planned out. Does anyone else know anymore?

[A pause, staring for a moment. Oh right.]

I guess there's been new arrivals too. Welcome. [He guesses.] You can call me Sanada.

takethestairs

[Clears his throat. This is going to be a difficult post to make]

Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth speaking.

[The young man’s voice is clear, but stiff, with a harsh edge to it that hints at the anger bubbling underneath his skin. He represses this rage, attempting to remain composed and professional]

Earlier I received a tip from a confidential source- [Sorry Kay, he's not going to drag you out in the open, it’s too risky] - regarding a potential lead in the Lunatic case.

[A deep breath as he steels himself. This is a damning accusation to make and he knows it, and there’s no going back if he’s wrong]

Yuri Petrov, imPort advertising manager, has two files, with two different sets of abilities… and two different aliases. According to one, he’s been graced with an immunity to alcohol, but according to other? Pyrokinesis, with the ability to control and manipulate blue-green flames, specifically. Sound familiar? [A note of bitterness seeps into his tone, but he moves on quickly] And, if that’s not enough to convince you, there’s his alias, printed right on the file. Lunatic.

[A short pause follows, just enough to let the information sink in for any potential listeners.]

Unfortunately, my source only caught a mere glimpse of the files, but when I tried to confirm the discrepancy with Petrov, he was nowhere to be found. And, as much as I wish we had time to gather more information, we cannot afford to wait any longer for a response! If anyone listening has further information regarding Petrov, Lunatic, or their current whereabouts, I implore you to share anything and everything you know. With Lunatic on the move, it could mean the difference between life... and death.

[With that, he ends his little speech, and waits for a response from his fellow imPorts]

[OOC: And here’s the grand IC reveal! This post isn't strictly for conversations with Edgeworth. Feel free to talk to other characters, threadjack, and make IC plans here. Edit: And to clarify, this post takes place in the evening!]

conducive

[ instead of stuck behind her desk, rosie is apparently perched on a bench in a park in de chima. it's not storming so badly at the moment, but the video feed keeps getting a little static interference because of the woman holding it. she smiles serenely at the screen, instead of her usual bouncy cheer.

her voice seems more fluid, the words seeming to come easily. if anyone is using their communicators translation thingy they might notice that it's because she's speaking french. and if they're not, well, then they will realize she's speaking french because they can hear her...

speaking french. ]

Hello, my friends.

The weather here has been... violent as of late, but I wish to assure you that if you feel in danger, you need only come to see me. The lightning does not hurt me. [ to punctuate this point, lighting crackles in her palm, and the video feed has a little seizure like wow can you please not? ] In fact, it is singularly attracted to me. Surely, so I can protect you all.

Au revoir.

[ so that's weird. SOMETHING IS HAPPENING. ]

tuxedo_magician

Who exactly is responsible for deciding jobs around here?

Because seriously, what about 'aspiring magician' says 'part time tailor'?

I've never sewed in my life.

[There's a slight pout in his voice.

Lies. But no one needs to know that.]

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WILL YOU HELP SAVE THE WORLD?

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