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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.

lacitsym

[ When she speaks, her tone is somewhere between bored and amused. ]

You know, I was hoping for a minute there that being dropkicked into a new universe wasn't on my agenda. Again.

[ Zatanna idly twirls a wand between her fingers as she speaks into the camera. She, to her knowledge and memory, has never been here in this world before, but multiverses are pretty normal for her. Doesn't mean they're always welcome or fun. Sometimes neither.

A small smile creeps across her lips. ]

Anyone wanna give a woman the non-government-sponsored rundown of imPort life here? Please and thank you very much.

[ A beat of silence, then: ]

Zatanna, out.

[ The video abruplty cuts off. ]

( OOC | if anyone wants to keep tdm threads as canon, let me know! )

girlybruiser

[ The video opens to Haru's room, soft, feminine shades of blues and pinks all about her bedding and many pieces of her decor. As usual the plant stand is visible at the edge of the screen, a Venus flytrap sitting neatly with its trap currently closed. Rest in pieces, little fly.

Haru is laying on her stomach comfortably, a notebook to her side that's got different highlighted portions and a thicker textbook tucked underneath it. She glances into the feed with that ever affectionate smile of hers. ]

It seems for Americans turning twenty-one is an important coming of age event. It's the age you're legally and socially considered an adult, yes? Back home in Japan that age is twenty. In fact, there's a national holiday called Coming of Age Day surrounding that milestone. It's usually held the second Monday of January and municipal governments holds ceremonies at local city halls to congratulate and celebrate those becoming adults.

Participation has dwindled quite a bit over the years and nobody really dresses up formally for it anymore besides a lot of the women, but... I still think it's an important event to celebrate.

[ Her cheeks begin to a glow a shade of red, but her smile widens. ]

I'll be twenty on December 5th myself. Maybe not quite an adult in America, but officially exiting my teenage years. For that I'd like to celebrate this birthday with my friends once again and invite you all to a dinner party at my house in Heropa. We'll have food and drink, of course, but any suggestions would be great as well! I haven't held many birthday parties of my own choosing, after all.

[ And she adds, giggling: ] A furisode would be nice to wear for this occasion, but far too warm for Florida weather.

choosetruth

[Georgia is wearing her sunglasses and a scowl as usual when the video starts.]

Okay, all you pre-Rising people who’ve never seen a zombie before. As you may have noticed, we’ve got an undead problem. No, this is not a prank. Yes, they’re real. Fortunately for you, the Porter brought in experts.

[She turns the camera to capture Shaun, Becks, and their new zombie pal they have all tied up in the corner.]

( Take it away, Shaun and Becks... )

catlady

I've been thinking about joining a gym, but honestly, I think I need more than access to some equipment I could just as easily purchase and a bunch of dudes grunting as they lift weights.

What I need is a sparring partner.

I need somewhere to channel some pent-up frustration. I need someone who can take a beating and give as good as they get, and not to brag, but I was good BEFORE I got here. I'd prefer to go about this without weapons or the overuse of one's own abilities, but I'm open to anything. I just want to FIGHT.

Any takers?

batricide

You know, I've been at this a long time, and the fact that so-called heroes are incapable of basic pattern recognition blows my mind.

[ Damian clicks his tongue, a sharp little tt. Thanks to a brush with some Red Kryptonite he's not being shy about his utter disdain for your average kind of superheroing. ]

How many times does someone have to let monsters go free to service their own conscience and keep this little heroc farce going before they're just as culpable for their crimes? Throw them in the same prison they just busted out of, that's basically just a slap on the wrist. Why is anyone surprised when they just turn around and start killing agan? Anybody could solve the problem at the root, but they don't because that'd just kill their little ego trip.

Really, if you ask me? Some people just deserve to die.

adultwonder

[Dick gives a half smile and a little wave to the camera. To those who know him well, he looks a little flustered. But this has been a weird week]

Hey, everyone. Dick Grayson, here, I'm a new guy. And I've got a question. Is there any way to practice or tamp down a power that’s… kind of passive?

[There’s a light growling sound, Dick turns and raises a hand.]

Just a minute! [He looks back at the camera.] This is just getting a little--

[Before he can finish his sentence, there’s another growl and a blur of sandy colored fur tackles Dick. A very large blur of sandy colored fur. It is, in fact, a lion. But he’s not trying to hurt Dick. He’s just licking his face and looking very happy with himself. Dick laughs and rubs the lion’s face, then looks upside-down at the camera.]

This is the second time Chewie’s escaped from the zoo and followed me home. I’m pretty sure the neighbors are gonna start complaining soon. So, any thoughts?

[Sorry residents of Nonah #004, this is happening in your living room.]

notafraidofyou

[The video flips on to show a teen peering into the camera. This thing is on? Good. He grins and settles back a little, expression and body language relaxed.]

So I got the basic rundown, ride to the new place, full file on me--and how weird is it that they have all of that on hand? I don't think even my doc back home has my full medical workup! [He shrugs carelessly, like it doesn't really matter.] But, like, no one has answered the really important questions yet.

[He ticks off his questions on his fingers as he goes through them] One: Are there comic books? Two: Where is the best place to get them? Three: What is the video game situation around here? Four: How boring is school, since apparently I have to go. [He rolls his eyes, making it very clear how he feels about that.]

If there is anyone out there with answers to these really important questions, can you help a guy out? Thanks.

Oh, I'm Tim, by the way. Tim Drake. [He grins one last time at the camera and shuts it off.]

batburgers

[There's been a lot going on, but it makes this the perfect time to do a full debut, obviously. He's wearing a simple button-down shirt, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a welcoming smile on his face and his hair a bright shade of purple artfully cut and flipped to the side.]

So, hey. I'd say most of you have no idea who I am and that's cool. I keep a low profile. [Usually. Some some may recognize him as the guy who was dressed up as Wonder Woman from FanPort.] Not much of a hero, really. Random hair styles aren't that useful for stopping bank robbers or saving people from burning buildings.

[And as he says that his hair changes from purple to indigo to blue. The rainbow is getting all up in these locks.]

But, anyway, I'm Jason Todd. Been around for a while, and gotta say the imPorts really do know how to put themselves out there. Saving people. Trying to solve all the problems the world throws at them. It can make a guy like me feel a bit inadequate, you know? I can't do much, but I've been wanting to do more. Something.

So here's the deal: I'm looking to set up a place where imPorts can go and relax. Chill, meet up, enjoy some privacy away from everything going on. I was planning to buy in on a casino lounge back home, so I know some of what I'm expecting, but catering to a group of people from across the multiverse isn't easy. So tell me what you would want? Give me some ideas for the perfect imPort VIP lounge? Everything will be taken into consideration.

[That Wayne in his ID? Totally intentional. Go ahead and ask about it. He's more than happy to use "Dad's" name to get what he wants out of all of this.]

plentystrong

Do you consider yourself a rebel? What does that mean to you? How would you define it?

batburgers

[So maybe he was gone for a couple days and needed the time to deal. He doubts anyone had been looking for him during that time since he disappears all the time. His memories took time to settle, to get him used to everything he'd had back home being...gone.

To not even having the same skills he'd had back home when he came back. He could feel they were gone. The All-Blades. It was like an empty kind of void he didn't know he would have if they weren't there, but it existed all the same. Then there was the hair...]

So, how often do people lose skills they had back home and end up with new ones altogether? Because I can't say I enjoy the unexpected swap.

[Is he going to say what the swap was? Hell no.]

bat_daughter

[There's a stack of thick books next to her and a mug of coffee, and a look somewhere between exhaustion and boredom in her eyes. Helena has obviously been busy reading.]

Over thirty years of law to catch up on, plus an entirely different world history to go with it. I must have been crazy to think I could catch up on it in a snap.

If only my Columbia professors could see me now.

Still. Need to remember why I'm doing this. So I can put my legal skills back to use.

Anybody else face any career challenges when they got here?

cassassin

[ texting is enough of a pain for her that she doesn't usually bother, really. but this has been weighing on cass's mind for the past couple of weeks, and she needs to get the thought out there somewhere. so hi network have an anon post!!! ]

turned 21 today
didn't think i'd get this far
died twice at home, kept coming back
almost doesn't seem right that i did

don't really know what to
do?

[ ugh. she already feels weird about this. ]

sorry this is dumb

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+.]

plentystrong

[ The feed clicks on, showing a very disgruntled Catra.]

Hey, network or whatever. Here's a little PSA for everyone in this city. No, scratch that, everyone in this whole entire place:

My ears? [ With one hand, she points at one of the large cat ears protruding from behind the mask framing her face. ] My tail? Are NOT to be touched. And I better not catch you gawking at me or [ she punctuates the following words with by moving her index finger in a jabbing motion toward the camera ] you. will. regret it.

I get it, you've never seen a person with a tail before - great, now get over it and mind your business. Am I making myself clear?

heliophilic

[When the feed turns on, M's sitting in the center of the screen on a couch in his apartment. His usual smirk is nowhere to be seen, and instead he looks... tired. Surrounding him is a curious sight--D, his Dragprawn from a swear-in years ago is draped around his shoulders, at least a dozen rats are running around in and out of the frame, a chinchilla sits on his lap eating a raisin, and in the background, a very stressed looking white tiger with ice blue stripes lays on the floor as far away from the others as she can manage.

As soon as he knows it's recording, M leans forward, making eye contact with the camera and, by proxy, the viewer.]

Happy New Year everyone. I'm going to guess that many of you, if you've been here a while, have had people come and go. I'm going to guess a fair number of you have entertained the idea of getting some sort of animal companion to try and make you feel better about the situation you're in. Maybe give you a bit of normalcy.

Stop.

Stop subjecting these animals to losing the people they rely on and care about over and over again, because you never know when you're going to be ported out.

Stop gifting them to your friends in your wills like they're some kind of toaster. They don't know when they're going to be ported out either.

[He motions over his shoulder to the tiger.]

Fubuki over there's an imPocreat. This is her third home. As you can see, she isn't taking losing another caregiver all that well. I inherited the mischief of rats here from an imPort gone about a year now. Inherited Pancho the chinchilla from him in a roundabout way too--though this is also his third home after his initial re-home ported out a few months after he did.

Stop doing this to them.

If you absolutely need to have a dog, cat, goat, bearded dragon, Burmese python, or hissing cockroach... There's these places called animal shelters, and most of them are dying to have people come and foster animals temporarily while they wait for a forever home.

Stop being selfish.

[And with that, he cuts off the feed.]

cassassin

[ the camera is on cass in what looks like some kind of crazy rich person home gym, with high ceilings and a wide open space. the place is kind of trashed, though. sparring dummies lie broken on the floor behind her, along with a heavy punching bag broken off of its chain. its side is split open, stuffing spilling out. and that is... definitely a sword stuck in the wall. the damage goes on and on, the place isn't... quite destroyed, but a lot of the equipment is wrecked.

faintly, in the background, music from the nutcracker can be heard.

she's alone, looking... not great. like a barely-contained mess of anger, sadness, exhaustion--she's keeping her expression more or less neutral, but it's clearly a struggle. her knuckles are bruised, cracked and bleeding, and she would have done this over audio but frankly she doesn't care right now, this is as much about venting as letting people know. cassandra's been hitting things for hours, screaming, crying, doing anything to let out the feeling of loss and regret and it's not helping, nothing is working--

she's not thinking clearly, and this is ill-advised on a lot of levels, but fuck it. finally the words come, forced out quickly, as she rests a hand over her eyes. her voice is angry, cracked around the edges--not crying, but she sounds like she might start. ]

Barbara Gordon's gone home. If you knew her. I'm...

[ cassandra pauses, trying to figure out how to finish that sentence, before settling on: ]

Tired. Of losing people. Of... of being the one left standing. [ the anger drains from her tone on the last part of that. there's another pause, before she shakes her head, voice barely above a whisper. ]

Fuck. [ and it ends there. ]

petergraham

I don't know if I like the idea of Halloween anymore.

I mean, it might be inviting things best left alone.

fridgeflower

I was going to make a post asking about whether people were from worlds where fate/destiny/whatever is provable and/or a foundation of the way things are run, because every once in a while I get stuck on whether anything out of our control drives the way we're allowed to function. I know that's so layered and variable and probably boring, though...

So, never mind! Happy Halloween Week!

What's the spookiest thing that's ever happened to you? Was it ever explained?

(If you'd like to talk about the first point, that's fine too.)

huetrooper

so since I got here, every day I've just been going to work, coming home, then passing out while watching action movies in my room

it's boring. life is hecka boring rn

so can someone plz at least help me out by telling me where I can get some dang lightning nachos around here. all I can find are boring regular nachos. what's the point if the sauce doesn't have enough voltage to shock your tongue, that's the best part of nachos??

I just want some excitement even if I gotta get it from snacks :/

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