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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.

bookshopped

[The angel is not used to mobiles. He's spent a great deal of time resisting the modern world in many ways -- though back home, in his lovely little bookshop, he does have a clever little computer that has not counted as modern for a decade or two at least -- but he's been left little choice now. The mobile phone was part of his welcome packet. And these other imPorts, of which he apparently is one, are all connected this way. So what better way to reach out?

That said, he's fidgeting with the phone and the image is a far-too-close-up shot of his face before he adjusts.]

Ah. There. Yes, good. Hello.

[A smile, warm and genuine if a bit frazzled at the moment. His voice is soft, accent distinctly British, distinctly proper. He is at least one of those two things.] Clever little devices aren't they? I expect it'll take some getting used to, but it's likely high time I surrendered and wound up with a mobile anyway.

[He's rambling and circling the point rather than making it though, and he does realize this.]

Right. Yes. What I wanted to ask, and I do apologize if this seems a bit odd as questions go, but does anyone out there have any experience with the Apocalypse? Or, well, an apocalypse, I suppose? Armageddon? End of the world?

[That's what he's opening with. Who gave him network access? It's just, he's starting to wonder if his landing here has to do with the recently aborted Armageddon back home. Only a theory. And theories exist to be tested.]

Oh! And if anyone knows of a good sushi restaurant locally, I'd be delighted to hear of it.

[The angel's priorities are in order.]

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.]

numberthree

[ Allison's message that goes out includes text and video because it should for all the rest of her siblings sake, even though her words appear the way they have for weeks, as text at the bottom of the video of herself sitting in front of her communicator. ]

After all of what happened last week, and how far apart we all were during it, while everything was changing in the cities at the speed of every person's thoughts, I think we should all consider relocating somewhere closer:

[ After the word closer a file pops up on all their devices:

Attachment

The file contains photos, a lay out, mockup documents, and a location: Nonah. ]

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.

hellogoodhigh

[ Klaus fumbles with his camera, standing outside of a bookstore that seems to have a few new items on display. ]

Uh... guys?

[ He pans over a display of comics that seem to feature... him and his siblings, should anyone actually read them. ]

We have a slight situation here.
So much for the anonymity- Jesus Christ, where did they even get these...

[ Guess who meant to send this as a message to said siblings and instead posted it on the Network? This guy. ]

(( OOC: Just in case there is any confusion, these comics are NOT the real-world Umbrella Academy comics, but an in-universe comic book from the Netflix adaptation. You can see them in Episode 1x03, "Extra Ordinary"))

numberthree

[ The network video when it comes on is of a brand new face that hasn’t been seen here before. A beautiful woman with creamy light brown skin and long, crimped blonde hair, styled artfully back from her face on one side and framing the other. Her make-up is subtle but smoothed to pull together at the toned light red of her lipstick. Her delicate-knit shirt hangs off one shoulder in a soft mint shade, and her bare skin is accented by a simple golden locket.

  Everything about her is picturesque save one detail — a garish bandage, with clear, medical grade tape, wrinkling at the edge as she swallows, covers the center of her throat in a glaring white stripe.

  She’s focusing on something in her hands when the video comes up, and she looks up at the camera with a faintly awkward reluctance cemented by determination. She gives a small smile that brushes some of the dust off the awkwardness and settles her shoulders, lifting from her lap a torn-out yellow notepad sheet and holding it before her and camera, but below her face, revealing a tattoo of an umbrella on her wrist. It reads, in thick black sharpie letters: ]

  Hello. My name is Allison Hargreeves.

  [ She counts in her head to five before she puts it down, lifting the next one. Trying to maintain her calm and poise at the necessity of this. To not feel the futility that necessity brings about. That her new inability to speak adds to it. The next page reads: ]

  I am new here and looking for my siblings. 

  [ Very specifically, them. Not just ‘anyone who knew her,’ given that in her world — and that there are other worlds is not a thing Allison wants to think hard on yet, and definitely right now, right here, with untold number of unknown people watching her — but on hers, she had been recognizable since birth. First as the only girl in the illustrious Umbrella Academy destined to ’save the world, of course’ and then as a world-famous actress for the second half of her life.  

Allison knew better than to ask for things too blankly open stated. Stardom taught you many things about humanity you never wanted to know. She dropped the second paper and raised a third prepared one. ]

Their names are Luther, Diego, Klaus, Five, and Vanya.   

[ Another small pause and, instead of picking up a fourth, she simply turns over the third to show the last sentence. ]

 Any help in finding them, if they are here, is appreciated.  

the_horror

[the video feed shows off a young looking man that had to be like 17 even though he was almost 30. Good Asian genes maybe. Or time fuckery, more likely. Ben was outside a bar, a neon sign flickering above him.]

Okay, this is getting ridiculous.

Hello everyone, me and my brother need some help. We live in Jeopardy but we’re willing to go to whichever city has a bar that welcomes imPorts of all ages.

Seriously, we’ve got some age problems going on here.

If you can just give me the name and location of a bar that isn’t going to turn a 13 year old looking guy and myself away, that would be amazing.

If it’s an ImPort owned bar, that would be even better. Might as well support our own kind.

hellogoodhigh

[ The man on the other end of the video screen looks... well, a little distraught. Hair disheveled, wearing eyeliner that's at least two days old, he already has a cigarette in hand as he talks into the little video screen. ]

Okay. So. I am clearly either dead, which is severely unlikely, in a place where no one has ever actually died, which seriously doesn't make sense, or I am super stoned.

[ There's a pause as he takes a drag from the cigarette, his hands shaky as he pans around a city that looks like Heropa ]

I'm thinking option 3 is the most likely because I have no idea how in the hell I got to Florida.
Uh.

So. Anyone know a good bar near here?

stuckintime

[When the video switches on Five is sitting on a couch, a margarita, umbrella included, in hand. There is a department store mannequin dressed in a black sequined dress sitting beside him, a drink in front of her. ]

Since I'm not planning on going to school, what exactly there is to do around here aside from the whole superhero thing?

[While it was nice that end of the world wasn't immediately happening, it was getting rather boring sitting around waiting for something to happen.]

[ooc: feel free to hit me up here or at

illuminations with any requests about spoilers or questions!]

khajidont

[ When the feed turns on, imPorts will see two people: first is Jaime in the foreground, in his full Blue Beetle costume and Batman - a smaller person, different from the version some may expect - standing silently beside him. ]

Hey, everyone. Blue Beetle and Batman here -- we’re the new representatives of the Justice League, and we figured it was about time that we say hello to everyone - including you newbies - and talk a little about what we’re all about. Like I said, we’re the Justice League. We’re a team of imPorts who’ve volunteered our time to work together to help out in times of crises and to keep as many people as possible safe… kind of like we did after the nukes last year. We’ve got the power to make a change, so that’s exactly what we try to do.

If you want to join up and be put on active field work, you’ve got to be Registered. [ Jaime shrugs. ] That’s just the law. But if you’re not Registered, it doesn’t mean you can’t get involved - there’s plenty to do behind the scenes and for outreach work. More importantly, you don’t have to be registered if you’re new to having powers and all you’re looking for is someone to help you control them. We figure that’s just as good community service as anything else, and we’re here to help you as best we can.

Now… this isn’t a job. None of us get paid. We’re just people who have the resources to do what we do, which means that if you’re interested, maybe we can help you too. [ Jaime glances behind him at Batman, then turns back to the camera. Batman nods, finally speaking up. It’s a low-pitched and distorted sound, run through a vocoder.]

Not 9-to-5 like Aegis. We’re superheroes, not police. Registered trainees can do field work, but not as full members. Separate team we supervise. [ And she gestures for Jaime to go on, now that she’s said her elaboration. ]

Field work’s a pretty flexible term. If there’s a natural disaster, we’re there. If something goes buggy with the Porter, or if an imPort, I dunno, does something and everyone suddenly goes crazy and starts doing crimes - something that’s happened before - we’re there too. Like Batman said, we’re not military, and we’re not the police - but if something goes wrong, we step in. Registered trainees are people who just join up and the people who are too young to know the ropes yet. I won’t lie. Fieldwork is dangerous. Really dangerous, depending on what it is. And we want to make sure that everyone’s ready for it. But if you’re gonna do it at all, you might as well do it where you’ve got other people watching your back.

Let us know if you’ve got any questions or if you’re interested in joining up. It’s a serious commitment, but it’s one we think is worth it. [ He pauses, then gives the camera an awkward little salute. Batman just. Presses a hand to her forehead, and flicks a quick wave with the other. ] Um, yeah! That’s about it.

[ … ]

Bye.

[ He cuts the feed. ]

[ OOC: The Justice League is a player-run organization made up of volunteer superheroes! If you’re interested in having your characters join/gain mentors from the senior members, please sign up HERE or feel free to contact Zero or myself for further details! ]

whiteviolinist

[ When the video feed begins, Vanya just stares at the screen, trying to figure out if it's working properly. She'd been shown how to do this, but she's just not quite sure... Oh well, the only way to find out is to just do the thing, right? So, straightening up, she clears her throat nervously and forces a smile. ]

Hello. My name is Vanya Hargreeves and I just got here. I'm sure you hear that a lot...

[ Her voice trails off and she looks down for a moment, clearly uncertain about continuing on this course of action, but what other choice does she have? This is who she is. ]

I've been given a job here, like everyone else I guess, but I'd like to also keep doing what I'm used to. [ What she's good at. ] I taught violin back home. If anyone's interested in private lessons, I'll teach anyone regardless of age or ability.

[ A pause, and then, tentatively: ] I also played in an orchestra. Is there anything like that here?

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