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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.

pobrecisco

[ There's a text advertisement popping up on the network, the header flashing. ]

Hey there all you newly empowered superheroes-to-be!

You've got your cool new powers, but now what? I'll tell you what. Now you need a name. Gotta keep your real identity a secret, right? But I bet you can't come up with just the right one.

That's where I come in. I'm basically an expert at this by now, so tell me your powers and the theme you're working with, and I'll give you the best name you could possibly hope for!

And for those of you who aren't so new to this, I have a proposition for you, too. You have tech or gadgets or a super suit or whatever that got busted while fighting crime? Or maybe you need an upgrade to keep up with the times? I can totally hook you up. With anonymous drop off, too, so you don't have to give me any sensitive information like your real name!

...I just kinda need to find a place to work, materials to work with, and a place to set up said anonymous drop off first. So if anyone has any suggestions, you would totally be helping me, and your local superhero community, out.

[ There's a private, secure connection to chat with him linked for anyone who doesn't want to publicly broadcast their information. It's not completely unhackable, but it's about as close as Cisco can get it, which is still really good. ]

nitidus

[well, if you are new and you know Rose Lalonde Personally, you are in for a shock. mostly because she is probably older than you might remember her being.

it's because she's eighteen, as of three minutes ago. ]

So, in compliance with vague time bullshit and overall multi-verse malarkey, I am now 'officially' eighteen.

[maybe this is more exciting if you're British. ]

I haven't adequately prepared for this. So, I suppose -- what does one do to celebrate turning eighteen?

desequilibre

[ It's been two days.

D'Artagnan has been missing for two days.

And Athos knows this happens, of course he does. He's seen the recent slew of posts about missing persons, he's watched them even if he hasn't replied to them. He understands that it's something that just occurs around here. But that doesn't mean he accepts it. Which is why he's here, video rolling. He looks ... angry is the main thing. Angry and maybe just a little lost. Tired too, but that's par for the course when one of your dearest friends up and disappear leaving you to drink away your sorrows.

He had other questions -- ones about gunpowder mostly -- he didn't expect this to be the subject of conversation. ]

I need answers about the people who disappear. [ Short, sharp, and devoid of emotion. He doesn't slur his words, he isn't that far gone but his hand clenches around a cup out of shot. ] I know that many have vanished recently. But I want to know if there's a way to be sure they have returned home and not been taken. [ It's the usual response to something like this. But his suspicion of those in charge of this place hasn't faded at all. If someone has d'Artagnan then he wants to know about it. And he wants to run them through. ] Have any of you attempted to track them down? With all the ... technology in this place, surely there is a way. Can you be absolutely certain they are no longer in this world?

( ooc: so fair warning, athos will never ever reply to texts because he doesn't read his letters! if you text him i'm not ignoring you, he's just a failure. )

chromatose

Wow, uh. America sure does love explosions. Is this holiday always like that?

[4th of July apparently involves lots of them. Yikes.]

Anyway. Hey, imPort network, or whatever you call this, I'm Ludger. I haven't been here long, but it's come to my attention that some people here are either lacking in the kitchen skills department, or want to expand on what they already know.

Is there a cooking club formed somewhere already? Because if there isn't, I'd like to start one. Nothing really official, just an open door policy for lessons, recipe-sharing, or food-lovers in general. I've never done this before, so I might have to make it up as I go...

Would anybody be interested? And if you are, when would be a good day? I'm happy to host it at my place, but my schedule's pretty open, so. Let me know.

[Tossing the breadcrumbs to the wind. Come forth, hungry ducks!]

sidecars

[ For once Bucky isn't looking smug or even raving mad. This is kind of a new look for him. He's thoughtful, maybe even resigned. ]

So, uh, I was looking through my contacts and 'becca's not listed anymore. Rikki I guess most people called her. That means... she's gone right? Back home?

Do any of you know the last time you talked with her? A date? Ballpark it if you can.

notasaviour

[His ID currently reads Hulkling, and there's not much point being in audio to talk about something that's in a video clip, but he can't really deal with being visible right now. He hates drawing attention to himself, he's always preferred to be part of the group whenever possible. And yes, he knows this is going to draw possibly more attention. But he can't help wanting to apologise, even if intellectually he can understand it wasn't entirely his fault.

He also doesn't want people getting a look at the room he shares with his boyfriend. The room he hasn't left much for a couple of days.

When he talks, he sounds a little tired. Sleep hasn't been the easiest thing for him, the last couple of days.]

You know, one of the last things I said to anyone before the whole... random anger thing was that I wasn't usually subject to uncontrollable rage despite the name. Irony, huh?

[Although he isn't sounding very amused by it. Not the funny kind of irony, clearly.]

How do you get over knowing someone- something else got in your head and messed with your thoughts? Because if anyone has a suggestion, I'd like to hear it.

[He hesitates, and then adds-]

Sorry. Just give me another couple of days, I'll be fine.

belegurth

[Melkor is in his element.

Clad in his armor once more, he has a bell in one hand, one of Sabriel's, and the device in another. This isn't nice Melkor- his eyes are alight as the sounds of the undead can be heard around him. Fire glows in the background of the Maurtia Falls district but he just throws his head back and laughs.

This is going better than he could have hoped so far even if the creatures he's summoned have proved more difficult to control than expected.]

It is time for a proper introduction! I am Lord Melkor of the Valar- first among the gods, lord of Arda and Master of Fates!

[He brought the bell up, the metal gleaming in the light of the fire. He loves a touch of the dramatic after all.]

And now I claim my dominion upon this world, to shape it into my vision as I see fit. Perhaps there are those among you who believe you could stop me but Manwe is not here to save you- the Valar have no interest in your pitiful existence. There are none who will come to your aid against me this time.

[Melkor's grin is cruel as he brings the device close to his face. This time he has a message for one specific person.]

You were foolish to trust me, Sabriel but I appreciate all you have taught me of your necromancy. Due to your assistance, I will once more have an army worthy of serving me!

[The video clicks off with the sound of Melkor bringing down the bell to ring it loudly. He has a great deal to accomplish now.]

[ooc: Melkor won't be responding but there will be a log following shortly!]

verification

[ Someone's just given her first class of the day. The white-board behind Verity is wreathed in high-school physics ("What is a Vector? A quantity that displays both magnitude (numerical size) and direction...") used to teach the kids who are now enjoying a short break in between lessons (and yelling like freight trains outside). Setting down the video so she can wipe the previous writing off, if you know her then you might notice a little effort having been put into her appearance with an actual teacher-y skirt and heels. No joggers! She showered!! Amazing.

Tucking ruffled pink hair behind an ear, she pushes her glasses back up and flashes a smile. Little awkward, but. ]

Hi, my name's Verity Willis.

If you're a student at Xavier's School for Imports, this is a quick PSA that I'll be your new student counsellor from now on — it's been rehiring, obviously, and won't be closing, or so I've been told. Should you need to talk then come and find me, you don't need an appointment! I also teach Physics and Data Programming, so if you want an intro to either of those make sure you attend class over the next few weeks. When you can't find me in the classrooms or labs, come by the offices and one of the other teachers will give my phone a call.

[ About to sign off with a smile, she remembers to flatly add, ] Oh, and if you're going to lie about why you haven't done your homework? Don't. You'll get double just like the brave soul from the Tenth Grade yesterday.

( ooc: permissions! )

nostalgiabomb

[ The video flips on to what appears to be a music store -- various racks and displays of instruments to one side, rows and rows of CDs (who even buys CDs anymore??) to the other. On the instrument side, in front of the rows of guitars, there's a sheet of lined paper that reads "'STAIRWAY' BANNED. OTHER SONGS AT EMPLOYEE DISCRETION." And just beneath that in smaller letters, "(Seriously. Don't test me.)"

The device moves, and the camera along with it, to point down at a CD case on the counter. Specifically, this CD case. ]

Three guesses for what I found in the used CD section? And the first two don't count.

Even the dog doesn't look happy to be there, which is amazing, 'cause dogs love being everywhere.

And that poor kid. One day, her dad -- I mean, I assume it's her dad -- is gonna be like, "Hey, kiddo, did you know you were on the cover of an album?" And that girl is gonna get all pumped, thinking she's as big as the Gerber baby or something, and then nope, her dad whips this out. He'll be all grins and she'll just stare at it in horror, and it'll ruin her teenage life when her parents mention it every time her friends come over.

[ A pause as the camera shifts, showing the handsome gentleman that is Star-Lord, a.k.a., Peter Jason Quill. ]

Anyway. 'Parently I've been out of commission for a month. I hear I missed Night of the Living Dead and Smaug swoopin' down to attack the village. Don't supposed there's anything else anyone feels like sharing? Each interesting tidbit gets a kudos point, redeemable only for Star-Lord's Gratitude and, I dunno. Warm fuzzy feelings.

dreadedone

[Mairon's hanging out at Melkor's place. Even though he was given a place to stay, he prefers to remain with his master, unless Melkor sends him off. Which he hasn't yet so this is where he stays. He's tapping him fingers lightly against the surface of a table and then he sighs, a little flame coming out with his breath.]

They gave to me a job when I arrived and I registered and yet still I am bored. [He continues to tap his fingers against the surface and sighs again.]

My name is Mairon, to start. I suppose my name may become important to recall later. I reside, currently, in Heropa. And I am looking for space that I might build a forge. Unless there be one already. I am much more used to crafting great works, like jewels and weapons, than I am selling [a faint scoff] home decor.

thinhammer

[ The feed opens with the uncomfortably close view of a tan nose and one dark nostril, and then the owner leans back to reveal more of his face; bright blue eyes, messy blonde hair, three whisker shaped marks down both of his cheeks... He gives the camera a stumped look. ] Uhh- [ Just as he opens his mouth to speak, the feed suddenly swishes upwards to grace the network with the view of his ceiling, and after crying out a loud "Come on!" hands appear to rearrange his set up. For a brief moment there's a flash of some upside down instant noodle cup that he was obviously using as a stand, and then the feed is focused on his face again. ]

Alright, are ya done now, little box? If I gotta prop you up one more time I'm gonna throw you out the window, so you better behave, y'know! [ Enough talking to the device, Naruto, talk to the network instead. ] Hey. I'm.... Naruto. [ He squints and scratches his face; he's not used to talking to boxes, so it's an understatement to say he's a little awkward about this exchange. ] ...In Konoha we use birds to send messages -- like, carrier hawks and stuff -- but even then I usually just find whoever I wanna talk to if I have to tell 'em somethin'.... and I've never even seen one of these things- [ He gestures at the camera; waving his hand blindly at the screen. ] -before, so uh.. this is kinda weird.

[ He sighs like his words are apology he's reluctant to give, and then settles his arms folded behind his head to assume a thinking pose. He's been told to introduce himself to the network using this little magic box, but... where to begin? His story is a long one, and despite usually being so intent on sharing it with others, now he finds himself little lost for words. After all, these people won't know what a Hokage is, or what an honor it is to be a Leaf ninja... They might not even know what a ninja is! ]

I come from the Land of Fire. I know you guys don't know where that is 'cause it doesn't exist anywhere near Am-ri-ka... [ An excellent attempt, Naruto, but it might have been better if your attempt had sounded anything like the word it was intended to. ]... but I've been told it's kinda like your Japan? Anyways, I'm a ninja of the Leaf village there, and one day I'm gonna be the leader of that village. Just as soon as I get back home and straighten everythin' out. I got some promises to keep.

[ He pauses for a second, then his face splits in a grin. He can't help it. How can he be sad when he's thinking of home and all the faces that will be so happy to see him when he gets back? ] It's still kinda hard to believe this isn't genjutsu, y'know. Except genjutsu is usually pretty awful, and this place isn't so bad. I got a job and stuff to do, and one of my team mates even lives close by! [ A look flashes across his face, a twitch playing at the corner of his mouth... then his voice grows firm and his eyes sparkle with defiance. ] It'd be better if all my friends were here, but that's okay. I'll be back with 'em soon.

In the mean time, I guess we're all in this together, so if anyone ever needs me, I'll be around y'know!

bindsthedead

[The young woman who shows up on the video is exhausted, and cleaning a sword as she speaks.]

Now that the bloody dragon is dealt with, and I have some time to rest- has anyone made any progress on a cure? I seem to be immune, but the healing spells I know can only slow the sickness down, at most. [Which is frustrating. Even if healing isn't her greatest strength, it's something she's been doing a surprising amount of since her arrival.]

And perhaps it doesn't matter right now, but I'm curious- what do people know about the Lif Foundation? I know they sponsored that raffle at the last swear-in, but they've been around for a while- I heard Mr. Holiday mention their founder during the February swearing-in. [Sabriel looks down at the sword. There are symbols on the blade- but they're not static- instead, they're constantly shifting, moving over the metal.]

angelfire

"If thou be the Son of God, cast thyself down from hence: For it is written, He shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee: And in their hands they shall bear thee up, lest at any time thou dash thy foot against a stone." Poor baby.

The prophets wrote that Jesus, having resurrected, first presented himself to Mary Magdalene, who did not recognize him. Well, that's a classical telling. 'The women' is a more accurate translation. So I did that. They had cookies. [ A thoughtful clucking sound is attached to the disassociated voice. ] Then he came down upon his disciples, and broke bread with them. Would you be surprised to know just how many Satanists there are in Florida? They were very accommodating.

[ The camera is turned upwards. Here, at last, is an (unfortunately) familiar face for those who have been here for a while. Lucifer doesn't look like much otherwise, just another steely eyed, rough featured imPort making his introductions. There are wounds healing on his - admittedly pale - face that look like they might have been some kind of deep tissue radiation burn. Still, he doesn't seem to be in any pain--he looks kind of cheerful. ]

I really don't know what I did to deserve a military escort, but I'm more than happy to know that I've engendered such respect in the human population here. Well--respect; fear; one is so very much like the other.

Now then, why don't we start with some introductions. [ He tapped his lip with one finger, considering where to start. ] I have a number of names, most largely unnecessary, but Lucifer will do. For the uneducated amongst you, that means I'm an archangel. For the heathens--well, sucks to be you; you have fun with that. [ The amusement is clear in the crinkles about his eyes. ] Furthermore, I'm delighted to announce that very soon I'll be usurping the airtime of a televangelist near you. Television exposure, a sponsorship from DRV Games, the adoration of my fans-- [ He drawls, it's difficult to tell whether or not he's being sarcastic: ] It's like a dream come true.

Oh, and Dean? Hello darling. Let's have a little chat, shall we? Happy belated Easter, chickens.

fridgeflower

Do you think that it's possible for people to be inherently bad? Not all the way, necessarily, but like maybe there's a bigger chance of messing up if you come from something bad, or like you've got some kind of latent seed planted deep that could burst someday.

I don't think that's true, if you look at it objectively. It still makes me really nervous sometimes, though, so I wonder if some part of me thinks it's a real possibility. I can't shake it off, so I get frustrated with myself sometimes.

I'm sure other people must feel like that. I'm sorry if you do.

notasaviour

[Teddy's taken Hulkling form for this one; if his team are here, and they're using their identities for some reason, it's probably for the best he does the same. He smiles at the camera, perfectly cheerfully, although it might look a little incongruous with his massive frame and green skin.]

Hey, just wondering if anyone's got any news on some friends of mine. I don't even know if they're here, but it's worth asking, right? So if you hear of anyone calling themselves the Young Avengers, could you let me know, please?

[He clears his throat, and his face falls a little, looking slightly awkward and much more anxious. He's obviously worried, and trying not to show it. Then again, who wouldn't be worried if they didn't know where their boyfriend was?]

Or if you've seen anyone called Wiccan- he's about five foot eight, black hair, red cape, really cute, uses magic- could you tell him Hulkling's looking for him? Thank you.

verification

[ The video clicks on to a redhead in pleather, fussing as she hot-glues part of the white design on her catsuit back into place (she could sew it, sure, but that's too much effort for a single day of suffering). Verity also isn't wearing her glasses and the hair isn't hers, a wig mimicking her friend's. ]

Since I'm already in Heropa to help clean up for the weekend, I figured I'd go to that convention getting advertised. [ That explains the mostly-finished cosplay, then. ] Just wanted to toss out a disclaimer in case someone thinks I actually might be Lorelei on the way to or from the nerd gala, out of context, and feels like exacting revenge for whatever. [ Lor's shady, this is the truth. Even her pals admit it with a straight face. ] I go splat very easily, unlike a certain lady I know.

[ Cosplaying a bro? Yes. Easiest option for a human lie detector, since she knows Lorelei's awesome powers are real. ]

Is anyone else going for a breather and who will you be dressed as? I'm half-blind like this, you'll have to come find me.

inmyothertights

Okay, so now that I think that the worst of the Hornets stuff has died down, I thought it might be a good time to reveal my latest project - and by latest I mean this is why I've been dodging everyone's phone calls - the slightly tested and hopefully fully functional Hero Wiki for the use of all heroes and civilians.

Um, so, the way it works, is that you can update it as you like and stuff, and add new entries, but just so you know it is moderated - like, by me, and anyone I can get to help - so you know, don't go too crazy. I just thought this might be a good way to kind of get information out there, including for other ImPorts? So we can see if someone we know is here or not, that kind of thing.

And you know.

To nerd out and stuff.

Anyway, there you go. Maybe I can go back to sleeping at night, now.

[ooc: as usual, please please please do feel free to create character pages and have fun with this!]

bassriff

Listen up, y’all!

[The ID reads Marceline the Vampire Queen. Marceline’s back, sitting just outside a supermarket in Heropa. She's leaning on her ax bass and wearing the green campaign hat that comes with her Troop Leader job. Just to her right? Mabel Pines, wearing a green vest covered in puffy stickers. Behind them? boxes and boxes of girl scout cookies, and a few local girls in vests setting up a table.]

I know there’s some big stuff going on lately, but whatevs. [She just shrugs. It's not her problem, she really doesn't care.] Here’s the deal. Girl Scout cookies go on sale in Heropa today. And sure, you could go to other troops...but we’re the ones with imPorts. [All of two. Not that...she needs to be up front about that. Right?? She gives a winning grin.] You’re gonna make some kids reaaaaally happy if you buy these... [Said very theatrically and sing-song.] Like my girl Mabel here! Some of you know her. Say hi, Mabel.

Hi guys! Do you know what the actual greatest part of cookie season is, besides eating tons of the best cookies ever made? It’s making dreams come true. And it would definitely make a whole bunch of dreams come true if you bought cookies from our troop when you see the tables outside of stores every afternoon this week! [Mabel makes her best doe-eyed hopeful face.] We’d really appreciate it!

You can always buy some from me or Mabel, too. Get in touch. I’m gonna have some for sale at that convention coming up, over at my booth... and if any girls want to pitch in or whatever to help us push this sugary biz, that’d be killer. The council says we’re doing this until the 14th, if we don’t run out first. [Is she eating red velvet oreos while she’s talking about selling other cookies? Yes. Yes she is. She looks contemplative for a second, before she glances to the girl next to her.]

Mabel, anything else?

Just remember, if you buy from our troop, you'll make dreams come true and some kids really happy. Way happier than any other troop, probably! At least two hundred and five percent happier. [Mabel nods, solemnly.]

You heard the lady. And... hey, another thing. Are any of you musicians? Like, seriously? I didn’t want to put out an open call or something, but I need bandmates. Drummer, guitarist and a keyboardist, at least. Bonus points if you can do guitar and bass. Just - hit me up if you’re not completely lame with an instrument, guys. We’ll talk. ‘Kay?

[And then, practically on-cue, the indistinct sound of young girls shouting off-screen. Marceline groans, getting to her feet and grabbing her communicator.] Zoey! Jen! Break it up, you bozos, save it for-- [She ends it there. What a professional.]

[ooc: cookie season in heropa! there's more details about this whole thing over here. marceline's in the default color, mabel's in blue. as you probably guessed. responses will come from either or both of them! if you've got any questions, hit me up or comment to the ooc post.]

reabled

Super not in theme with the craptastic events happening right now, but still important.

For anyone who is technologically ... not stunted, have a look at this. Challenge: Can you crack it?

[ insert super fancy, ridiculously indepth coding here; all it really is, is a code meant for training purposes. However, should you make a wrong turn... A thrice repeating video of flatulating porcupines will be taking over whatever system you`re working off of. There is no way out of it unless you manually reboot the device. But again. It only happens three times, before giving you another chance to try and crack the code. From scratch. Hopefully you don`t mess up too many times! ]

Feedback accepted.

doneproperly

[A young man appears on the feed; John Mandrake. You may know him from the imPort charity event a few weekends ago. You may have even indirectly received assistance from his organisation if you're an Unsettled imPort. Or you may just think he's some snot-nosed brat.

Either way, he does not look his usual composed self tonight. Oh, he's trying, for sure. But something is off. His appearance-- usually fastidious to a point, without a hair out of place-- is unusually somewhat disheveled. Perhaps no more than your usual teenager, but for him? It is Distinctly Odd. He looks... tired.]

Any information regarding the whereabouts of one Ms Kathleen Jones-- known to most as Kitty-- will be rewarded. She has not been seen now for at least 48 hours. Before you ask:

She has not been ported out.

I have tried a location spell, but it backfired.

Any other imPorts with tracking abilities or information on when they last saw or spoke to her will be welcome.

She did not have any plans to leave or "go underground" as I am aware of them-- though of course that means little. But at present we do not have any information whatsoever regarding a reason for her sudden and mysterious disappearance. So any assistance in shedding light to the contrary will be most welcome.

My name is John Mandrake. If you come across anything please contact myself or Bartimaeus on our respective lines. Good day.

[ooc: the beginning of the Kitty kidnapped plot! As mentioned, all locating-abilities will be blocked for now.]

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