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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.

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Aug. 22nd, 2014 01:18 pm
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[Today's network message is brought to you by one, Shiki Ryougi. It's fairly succinct and dry, just like how she usually is in person.]

Anyone use a katana or know where to get a good one? I would like to find someone I can train with to keep up my skills. No good slicing air and all. If neither of those are feasible, I'm good with practicing knife combat as long as there's a decent training ground for that.

Preferred training hours are between 5-7 PM or 10 PM to... whatever. I'll eventually go home, but I'll basically stay up as long as anyone can stand it.
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[ when the video starts, you're greeted to a girl! she is swinging two pairs of scissors around her pointer fingers, which is probably in the top ten of things you shouldn't do with scissors, and there's a bright smile on her face. ]

Hello, heroes and baddies, I'm Hajime! I work at the arts and craft store. You should all visit if you have free time. We're currently having a sale on yarn. [ because yarn is exciting. ]

Oh, but actually, I have a question. What do you think makes someone a hero? Or a super one? It's a riddle I need to solve! Thank you for your help, and please buy our yarn.

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May. 30th, 2014 08:32 pm
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I was told once that the worst kind of failures are those caused by things beyond our control. I happen to agree wholeheartedly - more than once I found my job as a prosecutor made more difficult by people who didn't do theirs properly.

[ Up until now he couldn't be bothered to care about it, but since he's a prosecutor again… the last thing Blackquill wants is being told that a case has to be dismissed because someone roughed up a suspect a little too much, or something. There's a small pause, and the sound of him tapping his fingers against a table can be heard. ]

How many of you who run around playing hero have any knowledge whatsoever of criminal law? Of civil rights?

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A question, ImPorts: what would your preferred secret identity be? How ridiculous would you be willing to go in terms of name and costume? Which imagery would you avoid when suiting up?

Additionally, I have a small thesis I've been working on and if anyone is free to be interviewed and/or analysed re: their views on vigilantism, I would be very grateful. If you would prefer anonymity, I'm sure we can work something out.
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As time passes and my original theory of “this place is going to be non-stop crazy bullshit” gets proven right over and over again, I’ve noticed something really, really scary: About half of you losers have absolutely no fucking clue what to do with what you’ve been given.

Super unfortunately, a lot of the half that does is fucking psychotic. That’s a problem. If they don’t kill us all on purpose, you’ll kill us all by accident. I mean, I’ve seen some of you test out your powers. It’s really sad to watch.

It kind of reminds me of my situation back home. In theory, covens are supposed to gather up all the witches Hogwarts-style and teach them how to not be idiots and blow their cover by, I don’t know, cursing their neighbor’s cow or something. That’s basically what we need here. Some sort of… [unity. cohesiveness. community.] Something.

[-- and then she sort of realizes…] I mean, of course, I can’t do anything about it. But, I’m sure some of you screaming idiots can get your shit together for five minutes and figure something out. Hopefully.
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[A teenage girl with brown hair and a bright blue top hat fiddles with her communicator, pursing her lips this way and that as she adjusts the video. Once it finally seems to be working, she sets it down on the desk in front of her.]

I gotta say. That "porter" thing is a pretty neat trick. One minute I'm in L.A., then ta-da! Florida! I didn't even raise my hand to volunteer!

[Thoughtfully, she toys with the curl of hair alongside her face.]

Though you know, it's sort of irresponsible to just bring people places without asking like that. I've got a show to do tonight and all my fans are going to be disappointed when I don't show up.

I guess it is nice of them to get me a gig here too, though. I hope there's a demand for magicians.

[She hesitates a moment, then clears her throat.]

In any case! It's a pleasure to meet all of you. I'm Trucy Wright, professional magician and CEO of the Wright Anything Agency. I'm available for consultation if you need a little magic in your life, or at your parties.

Oh, and could someone let me know if you see my dad around? His name is Phoenix Wright. He'll be really worried about me if I don't find him soon.

[Then, under her breath...]

I hope he's around.
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[The video feed turns on with Athena's face right in the camera. She taps the screen a few times with a gloved hand, glaring, before she pulls away from the camera. The necklace around her neck is glowing bright red.]

Is anyone there?

I have a little more to say to whoever's going around abducting people into your sinister conspiracy. You can't just kidnap people and give them tattoos and tell them to work for you without asking first! What if I had left the stove on?

And another thing! Research librarian? Does this look like a librarian's -

[At this point, punctuating her words, she pokes her lapel where a badge is pinned, but apparently manages to poke herself hard enough to knock herself off balance and drop the communicator.

It's about five minutes later when it turns back on, and she seems to have completely changed her attitude, or at least is no longer glaring into the camera, nor does she seem at all embarrassed about what just happened.]


Right, so, as I was saying! It's really inconsiderate. Anyway...

[She flashes a grin at the camera.]

Who's actually at the other end of this thing? I have to admit, I'm pretty curious. We should meet up and compare notes, and maybe someone could show me around? I've never been in this part of the country before. I also have a few questions about this incredibly ominous situation, but first things first! Those can probably wait until I get settled.

And it's Athena Cykes, by the way. Nice to meet you!
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[Buckle in, folks. Edgeworth's got a long agenda today, if the paper in front of him is any indication.

A few items of business.

First, the criminal calling himself Lucifer is still at large. If you encounter him, do not approach him. Instead, notify the authorities. He is to be considered extremely dangerous; if you engage him, you do so at your own peril and very likely death. Again, if you see him, report as much to the authorities, but do not engage.

[And with that grim warning out of the way - ]

Second, if anyone has either been given the power to influence thoughts, behaviors, and memories, or had such a power at home, please kindly speak to me. There's a puzzle I could use a bit of help on, and would appreciate it if you would consult.


Now. I also have a bit of a request - and I am perfectly aware of my phenomenal hypocrisy in making this request, since I should be the first one to follow my own advice. Still, please hear me out, and feel free to mock at me heartily afterwards.

As a prosecutor, I see a great many cases in which people have been murdered or injured because of an altercation stemming from an unkind word. I would not at any moment blame those who give insult for their own deaths; no; the fault lies squarely with the person who would take someone else's life. Yet at the same time, a loss of life could have been avoided if both people had just taken the time to be civil.

This is what I want to beg of all of you: be civil. It seems as though every day, people begin arguing viciously on the network. Every day, someone undertakes to be unkind for no reason other than to be unkind. And I truly do understand: all of us here are frightened, and homesick, and angry, and lonely. All of us want to revenge the wrong that's been done to us, and we so often turn to the nearest target to do so, and the nearest target is so often one another.

But it costs nothing to be kind to one another. There is no disadvantage in decency. We're all here in the same circumstances; we're under equal pressure; and none of us, with very few exceptions, want to see suffering or unhappiness amongst those around us. We're all just trying to get along - and we can all get along a bit better if we spare fewer unkind words for one another.

There are few things I can think of that would be worse than seeing your files cross my desk. I don't want to prosecute anyone's murder. And so I beg of you, first: please stay safe and cautious. And I beg of you second: be kind to your fellows, and try to promote harmony, so that there are no tragedies that come when the wrong person loses control.

Thank you all very much for your attention. Remember, if you ever feel unsafe or like you need help, call the authorities or a friend here on the network. We all just want to help one another.
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[Godot films this from his desk. Just off to the side sits a white coffee cup, as usual, and a small French press. There is coffee brewing inside, naturally.]

In the United States of America, all arrested suspects are considered innocent until proven guilty.

Sometimes that's more in theory than in practice, but it is the tenet on which this country's criminal law is based. The burden of proof is on the state to prove that someone is guilty of a crime they are accused of.

All suspects, regardless of what they are accused of, are entitled to a fair trial with an impartial jury. They are also entitled to the services of a defense attorney. A defense attorney's job is to represent his or her client to the police and investigating body-- to navigate the maze of legal codes and laws to ensure that the client is treated fairly.

[He presses the plunger on the French press, then pours himself a cup of the rich, black brew.]

An attorney argues for his or her client's innocence. And if they cannot argue for that, then they argue for fair treatment under the law-- a fair sentence. An attorney protects his or her client from accidentally incriminating themselves, signing false confessions, or succumbing to threats or coercion from the state for a guilty verdict.

If you can't afford to pay for a defense attorney, you'll be assigned one for free by the state.

[He pauses a moment, then takes a long sip from his cup. Even with the visor in the way of his eyes, he looks entirely too enthralled than a man should be towards a cup of coffee.

It takes him a moment to continue.
]

It's important for everyone to understand these concepts, and to know your rights in the event you should ever find yourself in trouble with the law.

[He smirks.]

It's even more important to understand this if you're one of those vigilante types. There is no exclusion for supervillains in the Fifth and Sixth Amendments.

[He takes another sip, then sets his cup down and makes a faintly dismissive gesture at the camera.]

Carry on.
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[Here we have an exceedingly dapper individual-- a slick-looking fellow in a snappy red suit, sunglasses, and ridiculously tall blond hair. He is fiddling around with his communicator, testing out the buttons and functions, though he seems to already have the hang of it. He smirks as he notices the video function working, and addresses whatever masses are out there.]

At first I thought this might be the afterlife. But no such luck, am I right? Right.

Then I thought it might be Purgatory. Somewhere to work off one's sins, you know? But then there was suddenly an agent of the government offering me paperwork and asking if I wanted to work for them.

So it's definitely Hell.

[His voice is light, with the merest hint of amusement in it.]

So now I'm guessing this is more like a party. A real exclusive party that you've got to be lucky to get invited to. And if there's one thing that I am, it's lucky.

[He pushes his sunglasses up further onto his face.]

Were they lying, though? About having a job and a house if I put in the hours? That's the only important part to me.

And I don't trust any G-man to give me a straight answer, either.
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[Pitch is draped over a dusty couch, in what is quite obviously an abandoned building. Cracks line the walls and plaster has crumbled to the floor in more than a few places. He looks... bored.]

What do you people even do? When you aren't scrabbling about for food and shelter to further your existences or causing emotional distress or simply wagging your jaws with things that have already been gone over or enjoying the sound of your own voices.

[Not that he doesn't enjoy the sound of his own voice. Obviously.]

I've been entertaining myself well enough the past few weeks but it gets... repetitive, spooking idiots away from places they shouldn't be.

And before you suggest it I am not getting some slave-wage "day job" or throwing my lot in with the government.

On an unrelated topic, if anyone wishes to get ahold of me for... whatever reason you think you might have, I'm feeling indulgent and willing to field some non-asinine questions.

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Mar. 20th, 2014 05:13 pm
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[ The video shows Blackquill in his room as he shuffles through some papers. He spares the communicator a glance to make sure its recording before going back to the papers. ]

An inmate once told me that we should be wary of those we give our loyalty to, for those who own it might as well own us. [ He grins. ] Of course, this would hardly be the first time that I sell my proverbial soul for a longer leash. This time it just happens to include superhuman abilities and a job in corporate law.

[ He whistles with two fingers. Almost immediately a hawk, wearing a white and black handkerchief around its neck, lands on his shoulder. ] This is Taka. For anyone else assigned to residence 26 - he will be staying here with me. If you have any problem with his presence, you can take it up to me personally. [ Now, him actually listening is another matter entirely. ]