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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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On September 7th 2020, all characters were transported to an alternate dimension for September's Fractured World mod plot. Action taking place in the setting of this event can be found on f2020.

Feel free to tag this entry with your character's community tag to indicate you participated in the Fractured World this month and provide yourself a link back to those events!

THE FRACTURED WORLD

OOC PLOTTING POST

F2020 IC COMMUNITY

h2no

Known as ImPact, the unregistered imPort so-called “hero group” came under fire last night as a crew from an as-of-yet unnamed yacht reported that two of the group’s members boarded the craft and forced them to return to shore. Many of them were shocked to discover that the imPorts that had spent the last week working with charities in the ocean to clean up the waters turned violent with very little provocation.

“We were just minding our own business,” one crew member reports. “I think they thought they weren’t getting enough attention for it, so they had to go and sink our damn boat!”

[the newsreel falls out of focus as the camera gets shifted away from it.]

Mindin’ their own business? Are you fucking kidding me? Wait-- unregistered? Is that-- did they change that?!

[ Apollo, visibly annoyed at both the film crew and the ‘victims’ being interviewed, shakes his head. ]

Don’t waste your breath on the cameras, Archie. They aren’t going to get it --

--No! Fuck that! Those pricks were dumping and we sank their shitty boat because of it! They signed their own checks, except they didn’t, because we saved their asses!

[from… a problem they created, but. archie’s pretty insistent they had it coming, seems like.]

How the hell else are these shitheels going to learn?!

We sank their asses, [ Apollo corrects him, with a warning Look at the camera. ] And if anyone thinks they can get away with this kind of shit, we’ll happily do it again.

batgirl_babs

[She makes sure the video is in dim lighting, and after days of tinkering with the machine and reading every technical manual available, she's pretty sure it won't lead back to Barbara Gordon. Pretty sure. Not that her secret identity matters as much here, but...well, it does. She doesn't have a father or adopted family to protect - but she works with kids, in her day job. In any event, it won't show her face clearly. Outlines, really. One thing you picked up working for Batman was how to properly dress these things.]

[So when the camera does come on, it shows a man tied up, upside down, swinging from a lamppost. And when she speaks, it's with the slight put-on voice that had, so far, been enough to throw people off the trail.]

So I just arrived. Friendly greeting, then. I'm Batgirl. And I wasn't even here for twenty-four hours before genius here decided to take a shot at a deli right in front of me.

[A wee white lie - she'd been here a couple days, getting acclimated. Learning the streets. And setting up Barbara Gordon over in De Chima #001.]

Let me tell all the lowlifes how it works. You do crimes, I'm gonna catch you. You try to fight...[From behind her back, she produces the man's gun, which she proceeds to crush in her gloved hand.]

Yeah, got some upgrades on the way in, turns out. So do us all a favor: stay home, make it an easy night for me. And for the rest of you, law-abiding and apparently crime fighting types? I'm here to help.

genuinewrestleboy

[ Caspar seems cheerful as ever, giving a little wave to the camera. ]

Hey, you know how we're all supposed to have those nanite things? I heard they can change your body! So is it possible to make them make me taller? [ He's 5'2" and insecure about it, waving a hand over his head by a few inches. ] I just want to be taller, I can work on the muscles myself!

[ He snaps his fingers as he suddenly remembers what he actually wanted to ask the network about that was important. ]

Oh, and I think I need help figuring out my powers. I'm pretty sure I can probably do cool stuff with the bouncing, I just need someone to teach me how to do that! A lot of you are from worlds with powers and stuff like that, right? There's gotta be some trick to it I'm not getting!

a_gaggle_of_ghosties

Given the revolving roster of imPorts stuck in this world, is anyone familiar with the current leadership of Aegis Force or the Justice League? Or any other faction I may be leaving out, for that matter. I've been somewhat preoccupied of late, and keeping up to date on such affairs has been low on the list of priorities.

[Namely with surveilling other people, the ones he's actually deemed a potential danger. Plus the whole business with the museum barreling toward completion.]

I have security codes to relay to whoever would handle such a thing. Certain portions of the Archives at the imPort Museum will not be open to the general public, imPorts included- at least not for unsupervised visits- but I'd rather not have any costumed interlopers scuffing up the ductwork when there's nothing at all wrong with the doors.

[Because he fully suspects certain people will lose their damned minds at the thought of an area beneath what looks like a Sith Temple having locked doors.]

And I certainly hope that all groups involved would be open to cooperation with the Archives' mission. Something I would be happy to discuss in person, should anyone have any questions.

[Or, well, suspicions.]

genuinewrestleboy

So I have a problem. I'm working at this place called Medieval Days Dinner Theatre but they keep complaining about stuff like "my courtly manners".

[ He's even in his costume now, with the tunic and sword and everything. It's clearly made for him, probably banking off the celebrity status of imPorts to get butts in the seats. ]

I'm supposed to keep acting like a knight even when I'm not doing fake sword fights, but I don't get it! None of the knights I've met acted like they want me to! I don't see the point of all these flowery phrases they tell me to say.

Then when a customer is being a huge jerk, I'm told off if I try to stop them! They say if I get in one more fight with a guest, they'll put me on dishes. Even though real knights aren't supposed to let people harass the weak!

Ugh. [ He's frustrated, that much is clear. ] What am I supposed to do?

solarcharged

[ Oh boy, it's him: the gigantic golden Dream Daddy with the very literal sunny personality. Apollo is broadcasting from roughly half a mile above Nonah - still his favourite city, even after 18 months - with the high altitude wind in his hair and the familiar golden halo of sunlight enshrining his (unusually) solemn features. ]

Hey, everyone. Just wanted to let any new arrivals know that you don't have to be Registered to be a hero. You've just --

[ He patiently pauses to let an airplane pass noisily overhead -- it takes about twenty seconds, with Apollo only emitting the faintest of grimaces as his hair streams briefly over his face, swept up in the wake of the plane less than 200 yards overhead - before he resumes: ]

You've just got to be okay with the idea of getting arrested over it if you're caught. [ IF you get caught, ahem. ] There's been a lot of people going home lately but Impact is still active - we're not a team per se, we don't have funding or a fancy headquarters. We're just a group of Unsettled heroes who keep an eye on each other when we're at work and occasionally go for drinks.

[ Oh, hang on: ]

I'm Apollo, by the way. Hi to the new arrivals I've missed on the network. Welcome to America! [ He waves a hand in hello, bathed as it is in his general diffused glow of sunlight. ] Alternate realities are a bitch.

cantgetanyworse

[The camera is at a strange angle - the shelves up behind Jane are far too large, and the window is too high.]

I-- Oh, this is dreadfully embarrassing.

[She looks as if she would much rather be anywhere else.]

But I was working late last night and... I appear to be stuck in the stock room. [She pulls a face and adds, in a chagrined mutter.] ... I can't reach the door handle.

[Jane sighs heavily.]

Mr Akros is away on holiday. Would someone please come and let me out and tell me what's going on?

genuinewrestleboy

[ Caspar is a 5’2” 17 year old with aqua hair and (despite his mannerisms) his clothes are on the fancier side, complete with a little cravat and yes, a sword. He’s grinning. ]

Whoa, hey, this is so awesome. People really do talk over this thing! And you can say anything you want? Should I introduce myself? [ Yelling, imitating a certain snooty noble friend of his: ] I AM CASPAR VON BERGLIEZ!

[ Caspar laughs and then starts talking normally again. ] So I hear this place needs heroes who fight bad guys for justice - well, they grabbed the right guy! I mean, it would be nice if I got brought here after I graduated from the Officer’s Academy and maybe even killed the Death Knight, but I can work with this. I was going to have to figure out my own path anyway, so it’s just a bit sooner than I expected.

Oh hey, and I have powers now, too! [ He clenches a fist, all pumped up now. ] You all probably know this stuff better than me, what should my hero name be? What’s the best way to train? Who’s the coolest hero here? Ugh, I have way too many questions! All right, uh, how about you try to fill me in with anything you can think of.

grabtharshammer

[Video; OTA]

[At the outset, Alexander's voice is fairly calm, the screen mostly just showing his mouth as he speaks into his communicator.]

This is largely directed at those of you who are reptilian in nature, or knowledgeable about such.

[He'll then pan back a bit, so as to show his whole head—which looks kind of awful, with the skin all peeling.]

What in the bloody hell is happening to me now??!

[So much for staying calm. He's shedding, as reptiles do, not that he's figured that out yet.]

criminallysane

[ Joker has decided to use that fun new flower and gift delivery service to send Valentine's Day presents to a few of his nearest and dearest. Unfortunately, the orders have all gotten scrambled, and everyone on his list receives a gift meant for someone else.

All gifts include a card with a personal message, but (tragically!) no sign of the original intended recipient's name. ]

The Gift List
( For Loki, Barbara, Carol, Beck, Finn, Harley, Crane, Kirk, Georgia, and Gabriel )

cantgetanyworse

I'm looking for a personal trainer.

ImPort or a recommendation for one who isn't one of us. I can't say I mind, though I'd prefer the former.
I suddenly find myself with a startling amount of knowledge in self-defence and a frustrating lack of the physical prowess required to put it into practice.

Also... if anyone sees a small jackalope with stunted horns in De Chima, could they please let me know. She managed to gnaw through the front door and escape while I was gone - hungry, I expect. Her name is Sylvi.

((anyone is free to find Sylvi!))

hisfavoriteson

[He meant to send this only to Chloe, but in his hurry, he forgot to double-check that he'd made this private. So the whole network sees him holding a cat out at arm's length, as though he's trying to keep it from touching him.]

It followed me home and now it won't leave me alone. How do I get it to leave me alone?!

[Sorry, Lucifer, but we've got news for you.]

cantgetanyworse

[Jane, who is not that good at puzzles, is picking casually at the cipher while people far more adept than her work on its solution. What she does wonder, after she sees Mollymauk's concerns, is something entirely different.]

This mystery is all terribly exciting. [She muses. She's sitting in her living room, a paintbrush in her hand and a smudge of grey on her cheek. The side of her hand is shiny with silvery graphite.]

But I don't suppose-- and, I'm not terribly aware of how all the technology works in this time period yet-- is there no way at all to find out just who these messages came from?

madlove

Let's say some anonymous weirdo on the internet offers you a demonstration of how they can "make your dreams come to life". And then gives you a random address to show up at. Note: there may or may not be mental experimentation involved.

Do you go or not?

I'm leaning towards definitely go.

More importantly: what does a gal wear for this kind of event?

cantgetanyworse

[Coming from the early 20th century, Jane is still having to get used to the intricacies of the device she's trying to use to communicate with the rest of the people here. She is still, too, getting used to the idea of being an 'imPort' and the apparent powers that come along with it.]

Oh-- hello. [It's too close to her face, at first. She takes a moment to move it back, putting her face and shoulders into frame.]

I'm Jane Porter. I'm a zoologist, and an artist, and, hmm... I'm looking for anyone else in De Chima. If someone would be able to spare some time to show me around properly-- I've not seen a great deal of anything just yet, just my new workplace.

[She's about to hang up, then-- ... Sigh.]

And I'm supposed to mention that Akros Books in De Chima is having a sale this weekend.

[The screen tilts, wobbles, then turns off.]

gigue

[Vanya is so woefully anti-social media it's laughable. She has no idea how Instagram or Twitter works, and she deleted her Facebook years ago, after a failed attempt to reconnect with people she went to school with. It's okay; they didn't really notice. Friendship is a thing she struggles with even in person, and when you add the interpretation fogginess of the internet, well...point is, why make a bad situation worse, right?

She doesn't really have a choice, here, and hey, she hates it. Holding her communicator in hand and trying to prepare some kind of message, knowing that it's likely to go entirely unanswered makes her want to just throw the whole thing in the trash.

There's nothing to do for it but hold her nose and dive in; V would rather be swimming, and she hates swimming.]

Does any--

[No, that's dumb. And it's already recording. Shit. She exhales, tries to smile; it doesn't really reach her eyes, and doesn't linger long.] I guess...I'm trying to figure out how jobs work, here. [So much of what they told her fell on deaf ears - and she is trying really hard not to think about the irony of that, or she will start crying right now - and now she's starting to feel the panic of living someplace brand new, with very few resources.]

I got assigned to the-- [She pauses, struggling to remember before it comes to her:] Make It Rain Casino? But I can't - I can't perform.

[I lost my violin, she wants to say, or I think I killed a lot of people, I can't ever play again, but both of those thoughts make her want to delete this whole thing.] I guess if anyone has any openings, anywhere, or can point me at a...a job board or something...

[Well, this has been a hideous part of her day. She tries and fails to smile again, and decides to just leave it alone.]

flightforfreedom

[ PRIVATE: It's nearly 3 in the morning when Poe finds himself outside the porter building. Usually he would make a series of phone calls, but the late hour means he just sends texts. So his closest friends will get a brief text message that says simply: ]

i'm back

[ PUBLIC: The next morning he makes a post on the network itself, for everyone. He's on video, standing outside his home - Base One - just outside Nonah. And he looks annoyed. ]

So. Firstly, uh, hey everyone, I'm back. So that's the good news.

The bad news is, the company I hired to handle my affairs in case of a terminal port out have really fucked up. They had instructions to send out some stuff if I was gone for over a month. Which, well, I wasn't - two weeks is not a month - but they went and sent them all anyway.

So uh - if any of you got packages from me? Please just ignore them?

For everyone else, I would advise avoiding "Just Will It" to handle your affairs. I thought it was neat that they had a special "imPorts only Port-Out Package", but apparently they have no idea what the hell they are doing.

If anyone has advice for how to better handle this kind of thing, I'm all ears. Because my set up did not go according to plan. Is there an import-run business for this sort of thing? Maybe they would get that sending my will out early would be a piss-poor move.

deadlycurves

[Diego is not a fan of... well, a lot of things, but in this particular case, this whole idea of being kidnapped to another universe or version of Earth or whatthefuckever this place even actually is, and demanded to hero at the world. Sure, it was familiar, and even a choice of a certain kind by the end--although he'd argue to the death that his vigilantism is entirely different than what his father set out for--but he was doing things in his own way back home, before the rest of...the Apocalypse situation exploded (literally).

Being shoved under someone's thumb, and told to toe their line was not sitting well with him, right out of the gate.

However, he can deal with red tape when he absolutely has to, and for now, he's pushing all of that aside in favor of something much more important:]

If you know someone else with the last name of Hargreeves, I'm gonna need you to tell me which one and where to find them.

[A beat passes.

He adds, with a sharp edge in his voice and harsh, narrowed glare into the camera to match his demand:] Now.

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