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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.

resoluteandunyielding

[ When the camera turns on, there is a young, prepossessed woman of middling twenties, sitting in simple, but stately robes and her hair done in ornate loops and curls. It's taken her some time to think about how she wanted to approach this, especially after Anakin threw himself into this new network last night. Before. ]

Good morning,

My name is Padmé Amidala, and I am newly arrived here. I have been informed that I've come here before, both earlier and later in my life, as well as that I held office for a long tenure as representative for one of your cities. I do not remember the days I've spent here, and I apologize for the complications and any hurt that may arrive with that.

[ She's still very much on the fence about how much she wants to find. Torn between her ingrained training to prepare herself with as much information as possible, in case of any situation she might find herself in, and that of whether she should know all that might still be coming for her future if these other persons were indeed some version of herself she would still grow into.

The weight of a known or unknown future. Whether that changes it.
The freedom to still experience her to-come tribulations and triumphs first hand. ]

I do welcome contact from anyone who knew me in times before. I understand that it will take time and will require much delicacy, but I would very much like to hear from you if you are willing. I would also love to learn as much as I can about the governance of this new world that it sounds as I was very passionate about.

[ Again, and always. Drawn to that stage. To the representation and protection of others.

But now to somewhere that wasn't Naboo, or for Naboo, that wasn't remembered, but somewhere, somewhen, she'd forged a deep enough connection to this place, that she rose to challenge of serving these people of as her own, too, even if she couldn't remember those circumstances that lead her to such feelings.]

kraythero

[ The viewpoint spins very slowly and smoothly, not showing a face but a tree, the bark, a branch, a nest. Occasionally tiny fuzzy grey heads stick out over the nest, and their squawking can be heard. The nestlings are grey and white, with pin feathers and a couple have a crest. Someone is studying a nest of blue jays. ]

I’m pretty sure there is a parent around, but only pretty sure. I don’t really know what they are either. Some kind of bird but? Are they going to be alright? They keep yelling.

[ Help a new import out? ]

Which isn’t what I was thinking about saying, but they caught my attention. Anyway, I’ve been filled in, including being told I was here before, even if I don’t remember.

[ With that Anakin pulls the device closer to him, turning it to record him. He’s young, the scar over his face fresh and his hair is very short – he’s only recently knighted and had his braid cut, and his hair is still very short from the more traditional haircut. And his smile is not quite confident, even shy. ]

My name’s Anakin Skywalker, I’ve been here a couple days now. And um, so you need a ‘driver’s license’ I’ve been told. How many of you have gotten one, how did you do it? I’ve been a pilot all my life, these cars have to be easier than a ship. Even a speeder.

counselling

My name is Deanna Troi. I've spent the past several days since my arrival reading what I can about this world.

( so far only the device but she'll get to the libraries at some point )

Which makes me curious about where each of us is from, what each of our homeworlds are. It can be quite lonely in itself being taken from your home, particularly if there is no-one else here that we know. ( there's a brief pause. she's aware that this is supposed to be earth if an earth from a different time, perhaps with a different history given that earth didn't give people 'powers' in her reality ) Sharing something, a detail that you enjoy, a story of your friends can help, making you keep them in your heart. I understand that it isn't much or any solution but a little hope can do wonders.

( which brings her to something else that could help )

If anyone wanted to talk more I'm a good listener. I may not know your home but I would like to know of it.

( she offers a smile before closing the feed )

detectivedwloki

What do you do to keep yourself awake or alert?

grabtharshammer

[There's a man on the screen who appears to be taking part in a cosplay of some sort, wearing what looks like a prosthetic skullcap with face makeup to match; possibly depicting a reptilian alien right out of some low-budget sci-fi movie. Currently however, he looks extremely distressed, practically shouting into the comm device. Guess who didn't actually read the file on his 'superpowers'?]

I... AM... NOT... LAZARUS!

[There's a pause while he breathes heavily, trying to regain some semblance of control over himself. And then-]

If this is someone's idea of a joke... IT'S NOT FUNNY.

[In case it's not obvious, he adds-]

This is real! It doesn't come off!

Have other actors gotten turned into their characters here, or am I just lucky?

bestest_ladle

[the communicator has obviously been switched on by accident, judging by how indistinct the voices sound--but the smallest, highest-pitched voice doesn't stay indistinct for long.]

What do you mean, EARTHIE?! I was just on Earthie, you jackbooted goonies!

AND YOU TURNED ME INTO A CLAVAT? THE ABSOLUTE NERVIE! GIVE ME BACK MY REGULAR BODY RIGHT NOWIE OR I'LL--[the sound becomes indistinct again, but there's a lot of unnecessary crashing and ow! and just give her the pamphlet and get her out of here!

followed by some rolling, some crashing, and the sounds a person makes when they're dizzy.]

Oooh. Oh! It switched onnie. [a small throat clear.] Hello? Helloooo? Anyone homie? Nobody's seen a big birdie man or two little kiddies with a crystal, have they?

sidearmed

One of my roommates mentioned that you can change jobs — find something new, if the one you're assigned isn't working out.

[ Bucky has been giving a couple of lectures a week, regular as clockwork, but they're beginning to get under his skin. He wonders if that was the point or just a side effect. ]

If that's true ... how does a guy go about looking for decent employment? In case anyone is interested, I'm decent with weapons, combat, and working on vehicles made before, say, 1950.

codeoracle

I never really gave a lot of thought to it. I never thought I'd still be here at this point...and back home I was still fifteen--almost sixteen.

[She's just inside the camera's field of vision, off to one side. She's on her bed, leaning against the headboard, a large stuffed narwhal gripped tight to her chest.]

But I'm going to be an adult in nine days. I know it's just some arbitrary thing, that being eighteen doesn't make us any more adult than we were the day before...It's just weird. We--my friends and I--were so focused on the fact that adults we knew being terrible that I never thought about what I'd do as an adult.

How can I be better than the adults I knew? Can I be...?

notyuvan

You can make money training people.

[This probably isn't news to anyone but wow, is the Tenno surprised.]

The time I was raised in, the Dax were obligated to train the Tenno. The Orokin said do it and they trained us. There wasn't any payment of ducats or credits or anything.

[Which means this is great! Especially since she got Tyl Regor to agree to a truce. Her mistake but the benefits outweigh everything else. She thinks.]

How would someone suggest starting something like that? Back home, Ordis or-

Ordis would handle any work I would get. Except with the Ostron or Solaris United, that required visiting Earth and Venus.

Also, if anyone knows any decent, functional, obstacle courses, I'd appreciate a heads up. [She really doesn't want to be a barista anymore.]

youarespecial

So, in that other reality, I remember giving myself a last name. Mostly because I was ordered to do it because the higher-ups had me doing spy work, but that's besides the point.

The point is, my bosses back home figured I didn't need a last name because I mostly did research rather than field work. Having just a first name is a bit boring, so I figure, I might as well actually find myself a last name.

I forget what I called myself back in that other reality, but I'm open to suggestions.

anormie

Okay. Okay. Like I know things are super bad and going to hell in a hand basket. It's not great, but I'm also choosing to believe that the medical officials and everyone else are going to have it sorted by the charity auction. Also, I'm not a doctor, but I am a forensic scientist and I know my way around a lab and testing things if that could be useful to anyone.

But on like the whole being hopeful thing: there's that aforementioned giant charity auction thing happening. It's for a great cause, and I'm definitely gonna be going and putting myself on the dating auction with like a card counting lesson if people want one. But and I totally realize that this sounds kinda dumb considering you know the whole putting myself on the date auction thang but like. What are the best ways to go about getting a date here. I'm not talking whatever this world's version of Tinder is but like a real date. Not just hooking up with someone.

Also, I'm totally like bi and stuff so gender isn't really a restriction here. Just finding someone who is interesting and like interested in my nerd self for a night of fun and conversation.

And I happen to clean up real nice. Seriously. I look good.

privatepurchases

[When the video clicks on it's Gabriel. The archangel hasn't shown his face over the network but post October he looks less put together for the few that do know him. Sporting a tie with Candy Canes on it, his features look totally sincere. He has the look of a student with a paper due. Tenting his fingers, the angel looks scarily focused.

He's had a conversation and he's going to be performing and honestly the last time he did anything like this they wrote songs about it. But he's out of practice and-what would humans want to see? So...

Violet the Jackalope hops up on the desk and he has a red and green bow! and a little bit of plastic mistletoe! He looks very festive!]

Good afternoon.

The greatest movie ever made is Sound of Music, but...

[he pauses]

A situation has arisen where I want to know what else human beings are- [he draws quotation marks] "watching" for movies and plays.

My colleague Uriel tended to consume human creations like this but why mess with the perfection of Sound of Music? That said, I now find myself potentially needing to understand these things. So.

Please give me a list of your favorite filmed creations and plays that you consider essential consumption. Holiday ones acceptable. Especially Christmas ones!

[And he sits back.

And waits.]

plentystrong

[ This is not quite the Catra you know. Mostly, she's not wearing her mask, which means wild bangs are hanging into a younger-looking, more freckled face. Her expression is excited, but also... shy? ]

Uh, so, I got a message from the government, and it says it's my birthday!

[ Catra's Shadow talks a mile an hour, nearly tripping over her own words. ]

Will someone please celebrate with me? I've never had a birthday before. It sounds like a really special day. I don't wanna be alone on my birthday!

I never wanna be alone anymore.

[ She balls her hands into fists. ]

PleasepleasepleasepleasePLEASE?

bookshopped

[Generally speaking, Aziraphale doesn't always notice some of the chaos that goes on in this strange new world. It comes with being an immortal being in a way. Things happen and times move on, and often enough it's barely a blip on the radar in the grand scheme of things.

That said, even he hasn't missed the chaos going on right now.]

It... really seems as if the strange activity has reached a peak these days, doesn't it?

[Monsters, zombies, newly appeared ruins, strange... well, everything.]

Is this normal for this world? Did we simply have a quiet summer? Or is this level of strangeness out of the ordinary?

[The angel would like to know how much fretting he should actually be doing, and if he needs to be worrying about his friends and loved ones. If there are steps he should be taking to make sure they're all right.

All very concerning.

And. Well.]

Do we expect it to last very long? Out of concern for the populace -- imPort and local alike -- of course. But also, well, I do have a wedding to plan.

[So. Don't mind how pleased he sounds by that despite all the fretting that has been in the rest of this post. Look, he's very concerned for everyone's well being, but he also is ready to start doing tastings for wedding cake. And picking out flowers. He's getting married and he's very excited and very proud.

Someone introduce him to Pinterest.]

onlydoubts

[ Hope none of you have motion sickness. the camera shakes, as if someone is moving quickly as they're recording. then, it stops, the view changes. Bodhi has a cut above his eye, wearing his Air Force uniform, and in his hand he has a standard issue handgun. the sound of people crying can be heard in the background, he's addressing someone before turning towards the camera.

this whole situation is so very much beyond him and his paygrade. he's just a pilot. ]

- shhh, it's okay, it's okay.

We're pinned down in the store at the corner of Pine and Cherry, requesting aid - there are - I don't know what they are, zombies, I think? Multiple injuries on the scene, I've done what I can healing wise, but... it's not looking good out there.

Ple - [ glass breaking from somewhere in the distance; a scream and low growling is heard - Bodhi doesn't have any time to say anything more as something bodily tackles him from behind - the viewers will probably get a quick view of a woman, bloody and feral before the two of them go down, the camera dropping from his hand.

there's the sound of a scuffle, raised voices and the sound of a gun firing is heard. silence, momentarily - a grunt and footsteps before someone leans down to pick up the device. Bodhi looks shaken, pained and breathing deeply. Blood on his arm where there wasn't before. he looks at the camera, with wide eyes for a long moment. ]

Be careful out there.

[ he cuts the feed. ]

(ooc: replies will come but be slightly delayed. open to action to anyone nearby.)

contactsports

[ The sounds of a deli can be heard in the background: general chatter, the ding of the cash register, the sounds of chairs scraping linoleum. The face in the picture is that of Zelda Spellman, a middle-aged looking woman, her chin held high and the fine black lace of her collar only just visible at the bottom of the frame. Her perfectly curled red hair is held up underneath a netted cap. ]

The jobs we are assigned upon our arrival here are abhorrent. I'm far too overqualified for this insulting position and I demand to speak to whichever buffoon thought this would be at all humorous. [ Somebody dings the bell at the register on camera four times in quick succession, and Zelda's gaze flashes away from the camera for a moment. ] Ring that bell again and instead of prosciutto, it will be your tonuge on the menu tonight!

[ The ringing stops, at least for a moment. ] Now, where was I? Oh, yes, employment. How does one procure something less distasteful? Particularly, not something in foodservice?

[ Her gloved hand raises into the frame, exposing a cigarette ring holder on her hand. She takes a drag from the half-smoked cigarette.

Zelda! I told you, no smoking in the kitchen! ]

I'm wearing gloves, aren't I? [ She hollars back at the manager, her forehead knitting in irritation. ] Please, in Satan's name, someone get me out of this Heaven-hole.

choosetruth

I'm not the first person to wonder who sent these mystery texts. But I'd like to pose a new question: why? And why, specifically, were they sent in this format?

It's not a secure way to communicate a secret. It's become quickly apparent that there are several different codes and you need all of them to solve the message, which means working together, which means making a lot of noise. While it's possible that non-imPorts would miss the network chatter, the fact remains that far too many people know to keep this anything resembling a secret, even if there had been any indication that the sender wanted that.

So are they trying just to communicate with us? Why use the cipher at all then? It certainly would have been easier to read if they just sent us a clear message. Is this all just a game? And that's not getting into how unsettling it is that this individual has access to everyone's contact information.

Keep your eyes open. I may not know the ulterior motives behind this move, but I guarantee it exists.

I don't have answers yet. Just more questions. Be careful, everyone.

prophesiedone

I'm not good at this coding business, so I will leave that to those of you who have the time and patience. [He could make time, but can you imagine how much he fidgets? It's like trying to teach a puppy a new trick.]

If you need what I received, just ask below or send me a message to my inbox.

[Also coffee. He has coffee. This is a bad idea.]

Why is everything pumpkin flavored? I'm not really complaining except...

It might get old? After awhile?

codeoracle

[Oracle is on your airwaves, using a voice distortion to make a call on all imPorts.]

Seeing the posts here, we have all received some form of message. A cipher. I want to decode it. We need to.

What message have you received?

[OOC EDIT: Per the recent OOC Mod Post, and a response to my question to them on plurk, the thread that previously held the solution and discussion about it has been deleted. I apologize to those that had commented in these threads, but this post's aim is to begin the IC discussion process. I look forward to future posts that will reflect the solution in game!]

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