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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.

bat_daughter

[The face on the screen is of a pretty, dark-haired woman in her mid-twenties. But there's something serious to her eyes, a way she seems to be taking in every detail and filing it away for future use.]

I'm not going to ask any of the "who, what, where" kind of questions. Given the briefing and the fact that this place has apparently been doing this for a while, it'd probably be kind of pointless.

But I'm Helena. Helena Wayne.

And I've got to say... the super-powers thing is the most unexpected part of all of this. Never had much need of them before, though I can't say I wasn't jealous of Karen sometimes.. Still... definitely unexpected. Anybody else dealing with first time powers?

alreadywon

[So here’s an ID that hasn’t been seen on the network for a while: Tim Drake-Wayne. Tim’s opted for a text post because he doesn’t want to deal with responses in real time immediately. Coming back and finding out that the few months he was gone, from his perspective, was actually closer to two and a half years here is…. weird. And he’s not sure how to feel about the many people who’ve pretty much just disappeared without a trace, from his perspective.]

Hey. This is Tim Drake-Wayne, from Gotham. I was here a couple years ago, although it doesn’t feel like nearly that long for me? This is so weird. I guess I just wanted to tell anyone who knows/knew me that I’m back, and… let me know if you’re still here, please? I’m still trying to figure out what’s changed since I’ve been gone, so if anyone’s willing to fill me in on the broad strokes, I’d appreciate it.

It’s… good to be back, I guess.

[Good job sounding not at all super-awkward, Tim. A+.]

goldtoxicity

You know, I don't super trust any government, ever, but this kind of just drives home that like everyone behind a desk is probably a little evil or at least really unethical.

[ It's pretty clear from the get-go that he doesn't know how to say what he wants to say. This sucks comes out in a sigh after a moment, a hand scrubbing down his face and shoving his hair back from his face. Treat it like a vlog, he guesses? Something something talk to the camera, organize your thoughts and then hope that familiar faces are here and have a plan to get back home. ]

Gotta say - not a huge fan of being recruited against my will? Not that - I mean, not that it's your fault, assuming nobody I'm talking to secretly did it. But you'd think if they need our help they'd at least ask nicely before deciding to make any changes. I didn't ask for any ink? I mean I'm pretty sure it's not actually ink, but you know. And if I did it wouldn't want this. Actually, I was pretty sure I couldn't get tattoos for like, kind of obvious reasons, and now I can't get it off. So kudos to them for being second most irritating kidnappers I've ever had.

Anyway... Hi. I'm Josh. And I actually have a question - do I have to work retail? Because I'd really like to not work retail. And I guess I should ask what I'm in for since y'know [ he gestures to the gold skin ] this is kind of hard to hide. So, how friendly are the people of [ he holds up a finger and pauses, fishing into his hoodie pocket to double check the name ] De Chima to mutants? I can handle unfriendly I just need a ballpark on how unfriendly things are going to get. Oh, and, where's the best place to buy good but cheap clothes?

continuousgroaning

[When the feed clicks on, it's in the kitchen of Tina's new home of Heropa #004; she's sitting at the table, supervised by a wizard made of carved wood whom some may recognize as a figure of the dearly-departed Taako. There's a glass of water in front of her.

With a look of immense concentration, Tina places her hand, palm up, on the table and slowly raises it. The water inside the glass also rises, above the rim, and when Tina lowers her palm the water lowers back into the glass. Well, most of it, anyway; some of it ends up on the table, but she still looks pleased as punch. The water then develops a film of ice on top of it.]

My magic powers are gone, but they were replaced with this. I'm still practicing, but I can manipulate water now. I think that's a pretty good trade, don't you?

Also, uh, sorry for disappearing for a day. I didn't get any new memories from home this time, oddly enough, just new powers. But I'll have to make up for not being there for moving day and come up with a special burger for our new household either way. Maybe... uh... "New Year, New Ewe", with a lamb patty? I'll work on it.

aboveand

[Terry's sitting in his apartment, holding a leafy green hand with his free hand. Behind him is Ace, who just looks bored.]

Uhh... So... question. Is anyone in Nonah growing like some sort of human-shaped topiary or something?

[He holds up the hand. Other than the leaves sticking out of it, it looks almost... lifelike.]

Because if so, Ace just kind of ate it. Er... broke it? I don't think dogs eat bushes.

[Look, Terry's trying his hardest to be a good dog owner, but he can't possibly know everything.

For his part, Ace doesn't seem the least bit guilty about this.]

Sorry?

[He glances down at Ace.]

Is this something I have to worry about? You eating bushes?

shotgunsolutions

[Oswald has earned enough doing actual legitimate work (plus one lucrative murder) to buy himself a second, well appointed suit. He's wearing it now and adjusting his cufflinks, then his cravat in the mirror before he turns to the phone and smiles politely.]

Hello again, everyone. I'm in need of the services of a reputable assassin. If you are one or know one, please contact me.

[A pause and then an 'oops forgot to mention, how silly of me' look.]

Right, this isn't Gotham. I should be specific. My needs are all above board, I assure you. No actual killing involved.

[Today, anyway.]

snarkbot

Greetings, Network. My name is Skeets. Before you inquire, yes, I am a robot, yes, I am sentient, no, I am not a flying roomba. [ He's on camera, and his voice is clearly robotic; both those things always gets those types of questions so he wants to be as efficient as possible. Though if someone questions him on any of those points he'll be patient.]

I have several matters that need to be addressed. First, I teach history at De Chima University, and I hold open classes once a month on the last Saturday that you can attend even if you are not a student. Second, I am acting CEO of Blue & Gold INC, a robotics company, and am looking for new employees. Please let me know if you're interested.

Finally, I am afraid that many members of the Justice League have been ported out in the past few months. For those unaware, the Justice League is a team of superheroes. Members can coordinate during crises, train in the Hall of Justice and can work together to fight for the greater good. However, members are forbidden from using lethal force.

If you are interested in joining the Justice League, please speak to me. I've taken over temporary administration until our founding members return. We are in dire need of experienced members, sp p;ease contact me. If you're worried you're not experienced enough, we do have quote unquote "internship" positions so you can train with the best. Or, at least, the best who are currently still imPorts.

I believe that's all, unless I've been left with another set of loose ends to deal with. For the record, if anyone is currently writing a will to be read Post=Portum [ thank you Majority Report re: Taako's album for giving him that term for his vocabulary ], please refrain from leaving me any more responsibilities.

((OOC: if you're interested in the Justice League I have a post over here!))

eloquentness

Hey, guys.

[ The feed opens up to Iris standing behind a bar - namely, one stocked to the brim with soda and alcohol. She waves at the camera, glancing down at a pen and pad of paper near her. ]

Just a couple of quick housekeeping notes today. First, the Frisky Nickel in Heropa is looking for bartenders, waiters, arcade staff... you name it, we're willing to hear back from you. Since resumes and CVs aren't really applicable to us imPorts, just give me a shout, and I'll schedule an interview.

Ditto for the O'Malley Clinic in De Chima. If you're a medic, any kind of health-person, or you need volunteer hours for whatever student thing, hit me or Angela up and we'll make something work out.

[ she pauses, drawing in a breath as she glances at the pad, then back up at the camera again... ]

And um, for those that knew him, Barry Allen was ported out a couple weeks ago. Instead of mourning him - because he's gone home, to a place where he'll do real good - I'd like to propose a party of celebration at the Frisky Nickel sometime this month. Doesn't matter if you knew him or not; Barry would've liked to see you anyway. As for time, I'm thinking this upcoming Saturday? Around 7 or 8? If you can't be there, um... [ god, words are hard. ] No hard feelings. We all have a lot going on.

girlybruiser

[ It's around midnight when this gets posted to the Network. While that isn't late for most imPorts, it's quite late for Haru herself. ]

Father's Day is soon. It might be a bit of a ridiculous thought, but I wonder how many of us really reflect on our relationships with our fathers during this time.
To be completely honest, it didn't occur to me how much I would be thinking about it myself. It feels rather silly, but... at the same time I am sure many of us have complex relationships with them.
Mine has long passed, although I can't help but think about all the things left unsaid and undone. He hurt and used people for personal gain, but toward the end he was going to try and make amends for the things he did.
I feel I should be mourning him in spite of everything, though it has been so long I do not even know where to begin.
... I am sorry, does that make sense?

( ooc: haru is no tech expert, so for those who would know how if they want to uncover who anon is, please just ask first. for those who would know/figure out it's haru, feel free to have them ask. )

forgeabettertomorrow

[There's the sound of some fumbling with the communicator as someone struggles to get the thing oriented and recording. For a moment, there's a flash of one giant, emerald green eye close up to the lens as the owner inspects the device.]

Is this...is this thing on? Is it recording...? Gods dammit...how the hell...

[More fumbling. Then another voice offscreen can be heard: 'Hey boss, you want me to show you how to--']

No. Look, I got this. Go over there and finish checking the inventory and let me--

[Finally, he manages to get the comm aligned and recording. The blue haired newcomer looks absolutely exasperated.]

Okay, I think I've got it. Anyway, I'm not sure who all can see this? But I'm having some issues here. Now, I, for one, am glad that I was provided employment upon working here. I kinda wish it was more in my field, but hey, beggars can't be choosers, am I right? I've run a shop before. I know business. I know how to sell. I can sell a full set of plate mail to an eighty year old wind mage. My point? I can do this job. Here's the problem:

[Darin tilts his comm to show his store, namely the Thot Topic in Nonah that he has been given management of. The store is in great shape and people are shopping and being helped by the staff. But over by the entrance there stands three seemingly disaffected teens. Two girls and a guy, and they are all taptaptapping away at their phones.]

Can someone explain to me what the hell is happening here? They've been here for hours. They're here every other day, it seems. They don't talk. The best part? Hang on.

[Okay, looks like we're moving now. Darin walks over to the group and not-so-discreetly circles them while holding his comm aloft. Maybe some eagle-eyed viewers might catch one of them texting 'omg, the old blue haired guy is back guys lmao' before Darin walks back to his original position towards the back of the store.]

Did you catch that? Did you? They're sending those messages to each other. They're talking to each other! Through their little devices! Instead of using words! Culture shock my ass, is there a priest or something out there? Because I think these kids are possessed and I do not deal with ghosts. Seriously, if anyone can offer me any insight into what the hell is wrong here, I will give you ten percent off of whatever the hell you want from my store. Hell, make it twenty percent.

girlybruiser

[ Opting for the text function is definitely a less daunting prospect compared to airing a live video for strangers to see, but to Haru, first impressions are important. She can feel her hands and chest warming up, though a part of that could be attributed to the fact she's wearing that thick pink sweater. Still... she's not unused to addressing a large audience, it's just finding yourself in a world that isn't the cognitive one even with your friends here is somewhat unnerving.

But that's why video it has to be. She needs to convey a friendly approach and demeanor, otherwise it will be much harder to ask anyone for help should she ever need it.

There's no fumbling of the communicator once the feed starts up. Haru is seated close to the table it's propped up on, her hands laid neatly in her lap. She smiles at her unknown audience, a touch shy, but it's warm and friendly. ]

Good afternoon, everyone. My name is Haru Okumura. [ A beat. Does she mention her family? No. ] It is very nice to meet you all. I've heard there are many of us who have been brought to this world. Um, I suppose some of you have been here long enough to hear the same questions over and over, but if you would indulge me I would very much appreciate it.

[ She shifts closer, speaking a bit more clearly. ]

I have heard that superheroes are real in this world ― something that government actively encourages. [ It's difficult to mask the intrigue. Her eyes seem to light up. ] There must be superheroines, yes? I can hardly believe it myself... but that sounds amazing! I wonder if they are anything like the ones I admired on TV as a child.

[ An abrupt pause, followed by Haru's shoulders rolling back and a whimsical smile settling onto her face. ]

Ah, my apologies. I seem to have gotten a bit distracted for a moment.

riddleman

[The man is dressed in a classy suit with green highlights, using needlessly dramatic lighting as he starts to talk, very master of ceremony.]

ImPorts and Very ImPortants!

[He turns the camera around to show a wall that he has artfully decorated with a word cloud. Yes, he has put a lot of work in.]

Some of you might have enjoyed the riddle page of the Heropan Post before. I've been architect of it for a few months now. You're welcome!

Yet here I come to you with a riddle that I can't ever seem to quite figure out by myself.

[The camera is turned around again and he can be seen slowly drawing a heart in the air with two fingers as he talks.]

I'm worthless to one but priceless to two. What am I?

I am love.

Wait! That's not the riddle that leaves me puzzled. It goes deeper. One of the few questions where I'm not certain of the answer yet. Whenever I think I know, I get thrown for a loop.

So.

What is love?

Or, should I ask, what is it to you?

randallboggs

I'd appreciate if all imPorts could fill out this survey for research purposes.

If you're afraid of something that's not listed, just put it in the comments.

If there's any questions or further remarks, just say so. Any information you can give is invaluable to the research.

Poll #19480 Fear: A survey

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 13

View Respondents

What frightens you?

View Answers

Snakes
2 (15.4%)

Spiders
2 (15.4%)

Darkness
4 (30.8%)

Storms
4 (30.8%)

Monsters under your bed
3 (23.1%)

Monsters in your closet
3 (23.1%)

Monsters at your window
3 (23.1%)

Giant monsters
3 (23.1%)

Tiny monsters
2 (15.4%)

Fanged monsters
2 (15.4%)

Clawed monsters
2 (15.4%)

What can't be seen
6 (46.2%)

Too many legs
2 (15.4%)

Too many eyes
2 (15.4%)

Other (comment)
10 (76.9%)

maskormods

THE MAJORITY REPORT: FEBRUARY 10TH, 2018With the departure of Miles Vorkosigan, the city of Nonah is abuzz with rising candidates. While political talk and imPort futures wag tongues above ground, the underground music scene burns wildly. All that heat, quite literally underground. Rumors of something intense stirring in De Chima will have reporters on the scene. Perhaps you want to be part of recent history, too? In other news: native media is gearing up with excitement for the February Swearing-In. Bets are on that it's going to be LOVE related!

BLUETUBERS GREENE WITH ENVY
As seen in BlueTube, Bwitter, Instagrahm, and Buzzfad:
Since its creation in December, the anthembeth BlueTube account has slowly built up a fan following of people who know that this imPort's powers are EVERYTHING. The videos feature music performed by eighteen-year-old Beth Greene, accompanied by illusions that tell stories or create ambiance. Move over, ASMR: you're going to want to want to fall asleep to videos of starry skies and cute cartoon foxes.

Even better? She takes song requests if she feels they fit her style. So don't just listen--suggest a song and cross your fingers. Your 2018 anthem could get its own custom music video!

RUNNING AMUK
As seen featured on TMI magazine and blog:

If anyone's noticed any sort of funky smells coming from the area around Maurtia Falls #009, don't worry - you're not imagining it. It seems the house's New Year's Eve party - the one that claimed multiple public street lights, an abandoned car (whose smoldering ashes can still be found in the front yard), a now-permanent "art installation" called Chair In Wall, 2018, Mixed Media, a closet door apparently ripped from its hinges, multiple fires, and an alarming number of throwing stars scattered throughout the neighborhood, sometimes lodged in things - came to an abrupt end when one Rosa Diaz (sources are unable to confirm or deny that this is her real name) brought a handful of unsupervised pokeballs to housemate Jake Peralta, who then chose one at random. The gelatinous, dumpster-perfumed creature that emerged, Muk, immediately put a damper on the mood and caused the celebrations to come to a sudden standstill.

When asked for comment, Ms. "Diaz" responded with words unable to be printed for and shared with the public. Mr. Peralta, on the other hand, had this to say:

"We had cool intergalactic people!! We had neighbors and friends and POKEMON - DON'T FORGET THE POKEMON! - and there were lightsabers and so many drinks ... so .. many .. OH! And me and my pal Sarissa showed up FANCY STYLEZ - that's "styles" with a "z" - and it was AWESOME! GIRL'S GOT SOME REAL DANCE MOVES!" He was unable to give an accurate account of the evening's events or explain all of the destruction to public property. Mr. Boyle, who you may know as the host of the amateur cooking show Boiled Over, would only talk about how delicious his "balls" were. We can only assume - and hope - that he meant some kind of food.

THE NEW GALLA-P POLL
As seen in Bwitter, Buzzfad, local papers:
ImPort newcomer, Galla, has been wasting no time in establishing her presence following her recent arrival to our world. It's been some time since we saw a new arrival adapt this quickly, but this new influencer has already declared her desire to foster understanding not just between imPorts and natives, but among imPorts themselves! It's a lofty goal, but elderly upstart Galla speaks with such confidence that it's hard not to believe her when she speaks about it. Rumor even has it she's already sidling up to newly elected Ambassador Amidala to garner support for her cause.

When reached for comment, Galla explained "I know this may be an insurmountable task, but I've become quite accustomed to dealing with those in my time." She could not, however, explain how she hopes to achieve this goal. "It is a work in progress. Do try to remember that I only arrived last month, and these things take time," was the answer she gave when pressed on the issue.

She went on to explain that she's making an effort to get to know her fellow imPorts before she begins planning any events for them, citing a recent informal survey she conducted to find out what issues they've faced since being brought to our world. "I'm excited to begin planning in earnest now that I have some insight," said Galla of the survey. We only hope that she won't keep us waiting on her plans for much longer.

ENTER COOL WITH A VAMPIRE
As seen in As seen in The Heropa Daily, in print and online; entitled GRAVE MATTERS, a new advice column by Lestat de Lioncourt:
What's the gothest date I can take the guy I like on for Valentine's Day? —Verdant Valentine

VV: Your heart could not be any more in the right place if you carved it out and served it to him yourself (one potential suggestion). However, tread with caution! Romantics like you and I tend to see in a person what we expect to see, which is all too often a reflection of ourselves — our own desires and our own limitations. There was a time when I would have told you that you can't go wrong with a thing as simple as a coffin, but it turns out that you very much can, and one awkward little misstep like that can utterly obliterate the tone of an evening.

This is where you absolutely must reflect. Is he, to conjure up an example, the type to enjoy a quiet little bit of graveyard breaking and entering? Or would he prefer to have his eardrums destroyed by the crash and howl of a rock concert? Of course, I could be misunderstanding you entirely, and this paramour of yours is especially passionate about flying buttresses. I hope I've conveyed my point.

So my advice, dear reader, is this: beneath the inky midnight wrapping of your individual goth lurks a soul as unique as any single malevolent snowflake. Find what special thing it is that makes his dark heart beat faster, and then it will be simple to hang a few bats on it. I trust you.

With all that said, look into opera houses with vacant basements. It really is the little black dress of goth dates.

Lestat de Lioncourt is America's only vampire advice columnist, ready to answer all your questions about life, death, love, revenge, and how to have a good time after the sun goes down.

THE FLORIDA MANDATE
As seen in magazines and newspapers nationwide; Bwitter (#fridayreads, #floridamanridesagain):
#FridayReads - Florida Man Rides Again: a story of an ordinary man doing the extraordinar(ily weird)

The people have demanded, and so: who better to present the chronicles of Heropa's local Florida man than the reporter who's been writing about him for the past 9 months? imPort Iris West chronicles the rise of the elusive Florida Man as he embarks on adventures the rest of us could only dream of, including teaching alligators to chase laser pointers; selling tourists tickets to the nonexistent first Annual Heropa Manatee Rodeo; and putting googly eyes on every painting in the Heropa Museum of Modern Art.

When approached for comment, Ms. West could only ask "What'd he do this time?"

With charming illustrations from Heropa Police's forensic artists and the wise words of Ms. West, "Florida Man Rides Again" will arrive on bookshelves and online readers on March 10! Don't miss your chance to get a signed copy!!

CODE SWITCH
The Homeland Security Advisory System has moved from MOONSHINE SILVER to HMM MAKES YOU PINK. Something to think about.

WANT TO SUBMIT TO THE MAJORITY REPORT?
The Majority Report comes out the 10th and 20th of every month. You may find details and submit here. The cut-off time is 12:01 AM PST on the 9th and the 19th for the corresponding dates.

sanguinespell

Is that how--yeah, okay.

[It's close to sunset and Nico is chilling in a graveyard in De Chima. Why? Because she's living her best life, that's why. And it's not that far off her usual route home.]

This thing isn't that different from the WizPhones, but muscle memory-- [She rolls her eyes.]

Whatever. Hi? I'm Nico, I'm new in town, and I've got this thing. [She holds up an intricate silver device with a gold ring at the top, hissing slightly as she activates it. Light crackles in the ring, and a four foot pole telescopes from the end of the grip. The extra length seems to be solid piece with no seams, from the looks of it. Weird.]

I had it back home, too, but I didn't know its name. Apparently, it's called the Staff of One. [If the dossier she read when she arrived is to be believed. She turns the Staff over in her hand, idly.]

Anybody handy with magic? I could use a hand figuring out what it can do.

[She's used it for some things, and seen it used for some others, but she hasn't exactly had extensive practice with the thing. Her mom would insist the Staff isn't magic, but whatever. She's kind of past caring what her mom says.]

If you don't have that--please tell me somebody in this world has taste and goth is still a thing. My wardrobe is looking pretty pathetic right now. [She twists her mouth to one side for a moment, thinking, before going on. May as well try it.] One more thing. Karolina, Gert, Alex, Molly, Chase--if you guys are here and seeing this, speak up.

[Yeah that'll work. Probably not.]

reexamined

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?]

whitefox

[When the camera flicks on, the view may not be for the faint of heart. The steep drop from a rooftop in downtown Heropa provides a spectacular angle of the small city from above, not to mention the clear blue sky and bright sun hanging high overhead like a golden pendulum, but it is admittedly an angle that Kurama should have prepared his viewers for.

Fortunately, this is just the backdrop for a distracting face with bright green eyes and fiery red hair. Hello, network! This isn't the first time Kurama has made his presence known here, but it is the first time he's permitted his appearance to be broadcast.

Too bad it's still under the name Shuichi Minamino...]

It's the last weekday of winter break here, isn't it? It seems like no one has slowed down over the holidays and like everyone is trying to cram as much into this time off as possible. I'd like to do something fun, too...or maybe something that's both fun and productive?

[Hopping down off the ledge where he was perched like some kind of reckless bird, Kurama smiles at the camera. He's always had a rather easygoing air about him when he wasn't burdened by the weight of the world.]

I'm looking for someone to spar with or even train in hand-to-hand combat and marksmanship. [Because teaching is itself a great way to learn!] Back home it seemed there was no shortage of people to fill such a role, but I haven't met very many people here.

I don't have a facility to use of my own, but if you're interested and you don't mind nature, Heropa's beach and De Chima's woods are both places I use frequently.

[...and, with a polite bow and a 'Thank you for listening,' Kurama cuts the feed there. He'll be happy to respond to anyone, of course! And just as happy to meet anyone in either location if players would rather skip to action.]

majorlyugh

do folks celebrate valentine's day here? is it too early to ask about this?

TOTES unrelated: anyone have gift suggestions that are thoughtful but also not creepy or weird?

brickjoke

[ The video starts to a slightly angled view of an empty kitchen, as if the communicator was leaning upright against something. From the angle, though, it’d be reasonable to assume it’s on a countertop.

A voice speaks but there’s no one on screen. ]

-- recording? There! ...oh. Hold on, I’ll totally be right with you in a jiffy.

[ There’s a scraping sound as though someone is pushing something across the countertop. ]

I -- urghh -- I’m coming, just gottta -- hnnng --- oh my gosh this is heavy -- why is everything so big? What’re you all compensating for, huh? Why can’t this cup be normal sized?

[ Suddenly there’s a loud POP (which strangely sounds like someone making a popping sound with their mouth) and the cup disappears. A tiny sound of plastic hitting countertop can be heard. ]

Oh hey, whadya know! [ Loudly: ] Why can’t there be three dozen donuts and a purple helicopter filled with henchmen?

[ Silence. ]

Eh, worth a try.

[ A pitter-patter of plastic footsteps. ]

I’ll just put this here and -- big again!

[ With another loud POP the top half of a coffee cup is visible and perfectly centered. There’s a scrambling sound. ]

Introducing the Clown Prince of Crime! Batman’s greatest enemy and Gotham’s greatest fear! The one, the only --

[ A tiny lego minifig pulls himself up so he’s standing on the brim of the cup. His arms and his smile are thrown wide.. ]

The Joker!

[ He smiles even more broadly, somehow, and despite being made of plastic his facial expressions and body language shift and change perfectly naturally -- like when his face falls a second later. ]

I could’ve just made the phone thing me-sized, couldn’t I? Gosh darn it to heck.

(( If you are a resident of DE CHIMA #007 feel free to Action this with a "there is a lego on the kitchen table" ))

epundemiology

[Hello network it's been awhile. Turns out holidays are stressful even when you're not actively participating, especially if you're still kind of sensitive about large crowds and loud noises.]

Ooookay, so. Learned recently that I'm not the biggest fan in the world of celebratory explosions.

[She may or may not have pulled a knife on some poor fucker. The police may or may not have been called. It was a Bad Time, Brent.]

Do those happen a lot, or is that just a once-a-year thing?

[Please tell her it's a once-a-year thing. She'd really rather not Actually Stab Someone based on a reflex, thanks.]

Ummm, also and mostly unrelated. I've got this old walkman from home, kinda sentimental value, you know? But the batteries are starting to run out, and I don't....know what kind they are. The store clerk asked if I wanted double or triple-A? And I have nooooo idea what either of those things mean. So if anyone could take a look, that'd really help me out.

Thanks. Uhh, happy new year, I guess?

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THE MAJORITY REPORT: FEBRUARY 10TH, 2018

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