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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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[ Some may be familiar with the tuneful "Da na na na na na~" being sung as the feed pans across a sparse looking office. Presumably it's an office anyway, judging by the mahogany desk and two whole chairs within it. Jake Peralta is at said desk pretending to be on the phone and looking super busy, managing a dopey grin and finger guns as the camera passes him despite all this clearly hard work he's doing. There's even a brief shot of Jessica Jones in the corner, drink in hand, scowling heavily into it, but then the camera is swinging round to a close up of Boyle's face as he starts up with a beautiful rendition of the Ghostbusters theme: ]

If there's something bad in your neighborhood
Who you gonna call?!
P, B and J!
If there's someone weird
And they don't look good...


[ Leaning in to put his face next to Jake's, almost cheek to cheek; ]

Who you gonna call?!

[ Jake only manages the briefest of protests before giving in. ]

No, Boyle, I will not si-- P, B and J!

[ Jake gives his line an extra boost of feeling before he transitions into something of a more official announcer's voice. He's got some important things to say and this requires his utmost focus.

They're running a business here.

Which means Jake's waving at the little video screen and grinning like a loon. ]
Okay, so we're P - [ Jake gestures to himself. ] - B - [ The video screen swings around to show Boyle who, catching on to the gimmick, points to himself ] - and J - [ And now the camera blurs for a sec in rapid transition to show a very unimpressed Jessica Jones somewhere in the back, feet up on the table. The lens stays on her for long enough that her only reaction is to flip the bird before Jake turns the camera back around on him.

He smiles. ]
She loves it.

Aaaaanyway, we're an Investigations service. You got a case you can't solve? A bad guy to put away? Someone - or someones - to save? Cat in a tree? Mmmaybe just leave that to Superman. But the rest of it, the gritty, grimy, bloody stuff - just give us a call and we're on it. With style. Check out this cool leather jacket, I got it just for the gig.


[ It's probably time for Boyle to step in and tell them the important stuff. Like contact information. But not before he fully endorses his buddies' fashion sense. ]

Amazing jacket, by the way, Jakey! Really gives you the super fly P.I. feel. Love it. You know I--

-- Boyle...

RIGHT! Oh! We're in need of some help around the office, y'know, receptioning and that kind of thing, part time or full. Apply within. The rest of you: come find us at Maurtia Falls, [ Insert address and contacts here. ] to see Jakes' jacket in person, and get your problems solved by this fine threesome of--

[ Boyle's cut off by an agitated sounding, ] Jesus! [ from Jess, and with an accompanied sigh of annoyance and a jostle of the camera, the feed cuts off. ]
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Right, well, now that that's sorted, I suppose I'll be the one to ask - has this infringed on everyone's plans for Passover? The timing was unfortunate, wasn't it; an entire week taken up by a day repeating itself over and over again makes it difficult to prepare a seder, what with us all being very busy with our murdering and setting wild dogs loose in the streets.

[Seriously, somebody tell him what the deal with the feral dog mutants was; that had not been fun.]

Ah, but some of you must be celebrating your first Passover here. That's very exciting. It's a very big, very important holiday, and I'm sure you've seen how imPorts get caught up with celebrating the Earth holidays here - yeah, we do Christmas, we do New Year's, we do Valentine's. Now, has anyone got a spare ka’arah that I might borrow? Mine was destroyed by a wild dog.

[ (No, not really.)

Alfie delivers the post completely straight, but he's absolutely poking light fun at the ubiquitous holiday posts that tend to crop up at certain times of the year. It's time to get in on the fun himself - if only to make people go "???", because making people go "???" is his goal roughly 60% of the time.]

Video;

Jan. 15th, 2018 11:48 pm
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Hello everyone. I am K-2SO.

[An introduction, because he hasn't actually posted to the Network himself in a while.]

I have an announcement to make.

[Does it have anything to do with the recent Jedi drama??? Maybe Padme getting elected??

No.

Instead he puts on display a picture of Skeets.
]

This is Skeets. He is objectively perfect. He also is my boyfriend now.

I just wanted everyone to know. That is all.

[Yeah, he's basically just doing this. He's pretty happy right now, which might be why he's making such a dumb post. But let him just have this once, okay?]
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[ Today the network is greeted with a video from inside the Hall of Justice. Only it's of Ted's work station, so no one outside the League would necessarily recognize it as such. But that's fine, as he's unmasked (save for a pair of goggles pushed up into his hair) and this has nothing to do with the League anyway. In the background, a football shaped gold robot is hovering in mid-air.]

Hello imPorts! I figure the beginning of the month is as good a time as any for something like this, now that the Porter is up and working and churning in new folks at its usual rate. Welcome, new arrivals, and all that. Sorry about and/or congratulations on your fun possibly-new powers, depending on your situation.

My name's Ted, and this is my accomplice, business partner, and glorified PDA, Skeets! And we're looking for people with experience working with or developing robotics and advanced AI. We're putting together an R&D team for an exciting new venture: Blue and Gold Robotics!


[ Skeets nods, with his whole body, admittedly, and chimes in. ]

Don’t judge Mr. Kord’s demeanor -- he’s an expert.

An accomplished expert! Look it up, I already had a huge tech release here! Don't be judgey, Skeets, it's not helping our image.

Sorry, sir. I was merely trying to help. Please go on.

Anyway, as I was saying! We're talent scouting, and hoping to be fully in operation by the start of next month. Our labs are located in downtown De Chima, or will be once we're officially open for business.

We know there’s quite a lot of talented imports. Quite a few of you responded when I brought the subject of robotics up previously on the Network. Mr. Kord here can take that interest and turn it into a viable reality.

In fact, I’m a Kord Industries product myself, albeit some years into the future.


...Wait, really?

[ And with that, the video disconnects. ]




(blue = ted, courier-robospeak = skeets)
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[ Everyone, pay attention! Wild Tiger has a matter that needs attending to. Right now! It's important! ]

What Defense Department guy, sitting up there in his tower and his big defense office, is coming up with these jobs? [ The manila folder is clenched tightly between his fingers, his face growing red under his domino mask. ] I'm a Hero! Why isn't that our income source? I don't have time to work two jobs.

[ With a grimace, he raises the folder to give it another look through. ]

It's not even a job! It's—How is... [ Wait, hang on, he's forgotten already. He's gotta read it again. ] Hmm... Official DJDad Joke? of Liger Clothing?

[ Sonuvabitch. He'll just stare into the distance thank you, blindsided and so damn confused. ]

My jokes are not daddish. They're gems! In fact, they shouldn't be taken for granite.

[ BAH HAH HAH! That was perfect! ]

6.0 \ VOICE

Dec. 6th, 2017 08:53 pm
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Greetings, network.

[ The voice that speaks sounds like kind of like Skeets, though you may not recognize it immediately since he also sounds human and doesn't have the electronic reverb. ]

It's been days since I've been able to connect to the internet directly, term is quickly coming to an end, and I am unsure what I should be doing.

Evidently the only way I'm still useful is providing emotional support so consider this an open offer if you require it. Given the seemingly unending amount of drama you all manage to find yourselves caught up in, I'm sure at least some of you need someone to talk to.

[ He may be a little bit grumpy. Just a little. ]

voice

Nov. 30th, 2017 05:14 pm
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That didn't go as planned. [Sabriel's voice is full of stunned exhaustion, and she's struggling to keep her composure.]

We were wrong. Lachesis is still around, but she's not in the Porter- she's part of this universe- or pieces of her are. The Porter is her creation- or her child, depending on how you describe it.

When she found this world, Earth 19-TS-59, they were already developing Porter technology- I'm going to assume that the story about finding it in the ocean was a lie. They had a foundational understanding, but they couldn't couldn't make it work yet- so she made contact with the president. She gave them the knowledge needed to create a working porter, and the first batch of imPorts arrived.

[Sabriel's speaking slowly- she doesn't fully understand or comprehend some of it, and that's a terrifying and exhilarating thought.]

Apparently she perceives time... differently. This happened when the first group of imports from the city arrived, but also years and years before it. And in entering this world, and parts of her merging with it, she changed it, not always intentionally. She's the reason the Porter cities exist, why the afterlife is so quiet, and there don't seem to be any aliens out there. To try to stabilize things, to stop them from changing too fast, she merged with someone in this world, and is latent within them. And whoever it is, it's not Lacey Chases.

And I think- I think we might have broken the Porter.
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[ The small gold robot is speaking into a mirror for this post - since you can access the network mentally he just does that rather than have to hold a commmunicator. His voice is robotic but not monotone. ]

Greetings, network.

While I'm currently functioning at a perfectly normal capacity, there has been a problem I have been putting off: if my chassis is damaged, what do I do? In my own world, an acquaintance keeps spares in the chance that I get damaged, and transfers me to one of those. Unfortunately, I have no such backup option here.

Additionally, I found that I can take the form of a human but as I am borrowing forms from history none of them feel like "mine".
[ He does pull out his little robot arms to specifically just to make air quotes, before he puts them back in their hatches. ] However, I have realize there is a benefit to having a form that has a different form of mobility than my current one.

Therefore, I'm wondering if anyone is interested in helping me build a secondary body, or has suggestions for what it could be capable of.
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Soooooooo hypothetical question for y'all

What are your thoughts on secret identities??

I mean, we're all pretty recognizable here just because we're imPorts, yeah? If you don't really have the whole 'mild-mannered civilian' thing going for you anymore, and everyone knows that you have powers because of the imPort thing, is it worth the trouble to keep your secret identity and your regular joe identity separate?

AGAIN, I CANNOT STRESS HOW 100% HYPOTHETICAL THIS IS

consider this a thought exercise!!
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This is Commander Sabriel, of RISE. [The speaker is a young woman, speaking in a clear, commanding tone. There's the sound of papers being shuffled in the background.]

Over the past week, someone with my appearance and at least one of my powers has been running around, giving interviews, and raising the Dead with a form of necromancy unique to my world. While they've retained their living personalities for a time, that time is over. The Dead of my world feed on life force, and grow stronger the more lives they take. They are dangerous foes, and I urge any imPorts in De Chima unable to fight them to find safety immediately, and to help others do the same. [Behind the calm, there's an urgency in Sabriel's voice.] If you are one of the Dead, I urge you to avoid my double- she may lack the bells, but even without them she can exert a certain amount of control over you.

I know some of you come from worlds troubled by the Dead, or have seen films featuring him, so let me prevent some misunderstandings. These are corrupted spirits inhabiting corpses- shooting them in the head won't kill them, and cutting their heads off will just slow them down- you need to destroy the entire body, though taking out the arms and legs will immobilize them unless they abandon the corpse entirely. Their presence will disrupt technology, especially if there's a group of them- watch for blackouts and cars and guns becoming unreliable. Sunlight and running water will destroy them, and going over or under running water will get rid of them as well, so run onto a bridge if you need somewhere safe at night- failing that, fire will scare the weaker ones off.

They're not contagious- don't panic if you're bitten, but get medical attention because the wounds tend to fester. They're also not mindless- their intelligence varies, and they can get stupid if they're desperate, but they have a sense of self-preservation. Don't expect to be able to trick them into jumping into a river. And just because they can talk, don't assume they have any humanity left to appeal to.

But I'm not the only one with a doppelganger. Multiple imPorts have reported people resembling them, with their powers, acting in ways that seem designed to harm their reputation. At this point, At this point, evidence suggests a legion of copies, rather than a single shapeshifter is behind this. And until we identify the source, there's no sign these incidents will stop.

If anyone has more information or further questions, please contact RISE- and honestly, everyone else, if you're willing. The more people who understand what's going on, the better.

[Filtered to RISE members]

We have several related problems. First of all the Dead- and secondly, whoever's been wearing my face. If she's not disposed of, she'll keep creating more Dead. If you see me acting oddly, detain me, and if you can confirm it's not me, incapacitate her. Or kill her if necessary. [There's a cold anger in Sabriel's tone. She has no love for anyone who'd bring the horrors of the Old Kingdom elsewhere.]

Also, if you can identify any of the copies causing problems, make sure to question them- and detain them, if you can do it legally. Maybe one of them will let something slip about what's going on. Veronica, Kang, Yusuke, possibly Inanna and Utena- we need to get a list together. I don't know if there's a pattern yet.
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Important question:

Do birthdays still count if you're dead and don't have Calendar Man hanging around reminding you of important dates anymore?





Asking for a friend.

VIDEO

Mar. 3rd, 2017 08:07 pm
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[ Good evening, Mask or Menace! Jaime's back, and while he doesn't look any older, he certainly looks tired and a little sour to boot, like someone just fed him a nintendo switch cartridge real bitter pill. It was a long month. ]

So, um... hey! I'm back. That was definitely the longest I've been ported out for, but I gotta ask: what happened while I was gone? Because I got back, and all of a sudden, like, half of the people I know are gone. Dick's gone, Tadashi's gone again, Fuu's gone, Sarissa's gone, so's my Mom...

Was this just the Porter, or what?

[ It probably is - people tend to leave in waves - but it's left him feeling a little shellshocked, and it's worth searching for answers at the very least. He raises a hand to rub at the back of his neck, playing a little with the hair at the nape. ]

Um, anyway. Good to see you guys who are still here. And for all the newbies, I'm Jaime. Nice to meet you.

video;

Feb. 11th, 2017 09:05 pm
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[Bianca looks worried when the video starts, even as she glances out the kitchen window to the street.]

Hi everyone. For those of you that don't know me, I'm Bianca Reyes, I help out as a volunteer paramedic and work with the local hospital in Heropa's training program for first aid, CPR, and their EMT courses. If you're new, and if you don't have any sort of experience with this sort of thing, it's a good idea to take a course or two. If you can make it to Heropa, they're free for imPorts.

[She looks at out the street again, before shaking her head a bit and looking back at the camera.]

Finally, has anyone seen Jaime in the last few days? He normally checks in...
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( HI guys. This is Sarissa. Last time she was on the network she was wearing a ridiculous shirt and was even more ridiculously drunk, a shenanigan that involved yelling at people about art and being excessively poetic. It was a mess.

Now here is Sarissa, looking a lot more serious. Her hair is pulled back into a messy bun, is wearing a dark charcoal button down, and is entirely sober. )


Uh— hi. I’m Sarissa Theron. A few of you have already had the misfortune of speaking to me, in person or on here. Usually I’m pretty obnoxious, so—

( She frowns, and pauses. No, deflecting won’t work for this, and she rolls her shoulders to get herself to focus. )

Some of you might have heard by now that I was murdered. Twice, actually. The first time was just after Thanksgiving and the second time was at the tail end of that blackout we was all in a fluster about. I lied the first time around and said I didn’t know who killed me, because…

( Her gaze drops, for a moment. ) I was scared, mostly. Thought I was protecting the people I cared about, and I thought silence was the only way to do it, because the person I was protecting them from was - is - invulnerable. That kind of backfired, but. So— here I am.

His name is Sylar, but some of you might’ve met him as Gabriel Gray. He has a kind of… hunger, or an obsession, I guess, with collecting powers. That was why he killed me the first time around, so he could take a power of mine.

( She exhales, slowly, working herself up to the next bit. ) To be perfectly clear, he’s a fuckhead and he tried to hurt people I care about to make a game outta our lives. But I think— I think despite my visceral feelings about it, what’s more important than trying to take him apart is trying to get him help. Justice, obviously, he needs to take responsibility for what he did, but just— if you find him, and if you’re able to contain someone like him, don’t hurt him or... be shit, basically. Something happened, maybe, to make him how he is and vengeance and all that aren’t gonna help him get better, they’ll just give him more rage to run on. I figure enough of us around these parts are from heaps messed up worlds or have seen messed up shit to know what that’s like, in some way.

Anyway. I’m sorry I didn’t come out and say it sooner. If you have questions or that, I’ll answer them as good as I can.


( ooc: Sylar stuff is public knowledge as of the Majority report if you want your character to be a bit familiar with it. )

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Feb. 5th, 2017 05:04 pm
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at the risk of being That Guy, i gotta ask: whats the deal with the job assignments for new imports? are they all jokes or is the universe just messing with me?

either way, im definitely in the market for something better. the government wasnt helpful enough to kidnap me with a resume or references on hand, so i guess youll just have to take my word for it, but here goes:

names Cisco Ramon, techspert extraordinaire. masters in engineering, second best coder on my earth. app writer, gear inventor, whatever you need. i can weld, i can solder, i can sew (leather, which let me tell you, is a bitch to work with). new to this earth so help a brother out and tell me where to look, or just offer me a job, thatd be great either way. shacked up in heropa but commutings easy with these porter things right?

so yeah. call me. been a while since i had to look for a new job, but im pretty sure my interview game is still on point.

LLAP. 🖖
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Friday the 13th. The most feared day and date in human history. Staying at home is recommended.

[His voice is a merry tone.]

Quite a date, isn't it? Triskaidekaphobia. Paraskevidekatriaphobia. Thirteen guests at a table. The 13th Baktun. The thirteenth floor being omitted in hotels where the number is considered unlucky.

But is today truly bad for your health? Let us examine the relationship between health, behaviour, and superstition.

[He pauses, purposefully. There's a gentle drop in the lightness of his tone.]

Tell me what you are doing today. Are you outside? Commuting to work? Shopping? Visiting friends? The risk of hospital admission may be increased by as much as 52%, you know.

[Said with a twist of sarcasm; but it ends with him speaking calmly.]

Now. Our time's up, but I'll leave you with advice. Think logically. Act rationally. And don't let the date control you.
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January 6th, 2017. Epiphany. It has been one year since I was ported in. Happy anniversary.

[ Julian's voice is cool and calm, matter of fact and without emotion. ]

It has been quite a year, hasn't it. Soviet kidnapping. Occupation. Brainwashing. ImPorts being replaced by a version of themselves from an alternate timeline. Or from another point in time. Murders, monsters, memories, mayhem. [ He skims over the rest to get to the important part: ]

I was busy the past year. [ Now he sounds a little bit proud of himself. ] Leprechauns on St. Patrick's. Playing a prank on the capital on April Fool's. Stealing the Declaration of Independence on the Fourth of July. Improving Disney World's Halloween.

In December I decided to give back to the community. Christmas. Hanukkah. Yule. Kwanzaa. So many holidays based on giving. So for many of you, I gave on your behalf. I'm sure the people of this world enjoyed the donations selected from your own homes.

[Which basically means he just admitted to a few thefts. At least your stuff is in better hands now? ]

Now it is a new year. I hope many of you will follow your New Year's Resolutions. Don't give up on them early.

And it appears it's the season for new imPorts again. Welcome, newcomers. I hope this post gives you something to look forward to in the coming year.

Have a nice day.

TEXT;

Dec. 7th, 2016 11:09 am
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[Is this the first time Rita has used the network? It seems so. After emerging from her two month long research binge, she had gotten a bit bored and well...

She wouldn't normally ask for help from a bunch of strangers but...this was actually getting a bit out of hand.]


Anyone know how to stop a refrigerator from running without blowing it up?



[ And by running, she means it quite literally. MEANWHILE in Maurtia Falls, someone might notice a rogue fridge has taken to rampaging up and down the streets in the residential area, while a girl flies behind it. sorry housemates, you're going to have to be fridgeless for a few hours]