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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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Jul. 12th, 2020 07:10 pm
runningstart: (ww; CRANKY)
[personal profile] runningstart
Are any of you robot space guys here? I think I've seen some of you. What's it called when you get like, robot married, but it's not actually married it's just having a very serious broship? What's that called.

[...anyway]

Uhhh also I'm willing to pay...some...money to somebody who knows how to find power lines in the ground. Dead ones, probably, maybe. I don't know, I'm still working out the kinks in this one. Can you computer-talker people do that or is that kind of out of your scope? Tasha?

-oh yeah hey wassup Hiro. Forewarning, the Swear Jar's made a triumphant return if you haven't already seen it.

And. General question. Hypothetically, if you uh, destroyed your file in a fit of anger before reading it, is there a way to get another copy...? Please tell me it's not like applying for another social security card, I swear to god, I would rather fight Superman.

Video

May. 7th, 2020 09:16 pm
hellufacade: (no no the horse boner is a metaphor)
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[Emet-Selch, like many others, is suffering from the Effects. Instead of his regular people ears, he’s got big ol’ fluffy cat ears sprouting from the top of his head. Entirely too cutely for his taste, he’s got one brown and one white. He will not be addressing it. ]

Good evening, heroes! Your esteemed local director is in need of young backs and strong hands... For what, you may be asking yourselves! “Am I a good fit?” or perhaps “I’m not an actor!” Never fear! This is a task for all! I need a little assistance moving some things from one place to another...

Now, this is a community matter! I’ve a play to put on, but can hardly do so without being settled! ...And auditions are next week. Do you see my plight? What’s more, I’m a grandfather! I need not throw out my poor back on such menial tasks!

[Technically he’s a great-grandfather. But he doesn’t look it right now, so.... ]

And don’t worry, my fellow heroes. You won’t go unrewarded for your efforts! I will be providing the customary meal of pizza and beer for your efforts. Oh, by the way, this will be in Nonah! ...And many hands make light work.

01 | Video

Mar. 7th, 2020 05:24 pm
hundredmillyen: (pic#13277978)
[personal profile] hundredmillyen
[The feed clicks on to the view of a young boy around 10-12 with a black and red cat perched on his shoulders. The cat isn't looking at the feed or anything really at all, instead just looking content relaxing there. Curiously the boy's left arm seems to be wrapped up in some sort of cocoon? Sun gives the camera a wave with his good arm, smile bright on his face.]

Heya! I got a quick question for everyone! So it's cool they already set me up with part-time job here, but about the uh, those government people and that hero stuff...

[He look up, contemplative about them as he goes on.]

Do we really gotta do that nonsense? It just sounds like the plot of bad Brycen-Man movie to me. Besides that...

[He doesn't just trust big organization's like that. He shakes his head not wanting to get into it, this was supposed to be a quick question after all.]

I guess the question is just if I gotta do all that or not. I know goin' home ain't an option, but no amount of money could make me wanna go fight crime or whatever else those heroes do.
magnaificent: (yes the horns do make oil wrestling)
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[Magnai had heard tales of the technological advancements that the Ironmen had, flashy marvels that held no place among the Xaela. However, this world is not his, nor is the land of Azim, of Nhaama, and thus he finds himself needing to rely on these childish tools.

He cannot begrudge their convenience, he supposes.]


Hearken to me children of the earth, for The Sun speaks and you will listen.

[The video remarkably has Magnai in view, manspreading sitting in a recliner dressed in his usual garb, for those familiar with heropa #004, he's definitely in the living room. Arms crossed over his chest as he stares into the feed with eyes that seem to be lightly glowing around the edges of the irises, while the whites of his are...not white at all, but rather they are black. Not to mention the scales and horns adorning his features. This dude is definitely not human.

Honestly though, the fact he was able to figure out how to use the comm is pretty impressive for a dude who comes from fantasy ancient Mongolia. Of course, what people don't know is it took him messing with the thing for almost an hour (if not longer) to understand how to properly find the video function at all, let alone how to follow the basic prompts to set the thing up, but that's neither here nor there...]


I am Magnai of the Oronir—'twould seem I am alone in such distinction, but it matters not. Whether here or the Steppe, there is but one ruler—one fit to seize and maintain control.

[His otherwise severe expression shifts as he gives the camera an arrogant grin.]

'Tis more a mercy than your ilk deserve, buuuut...I offer this chance to swear fealty to the Sun. Swear to him your body and soul, to serve him unto death, so you may know his glory. Though you are not of scale nor of the sun, you may yet be of use to The Most Radiant.

Those whom refuse me know not their folly, and shall suffer in shadow, never to bask in the grace of the illustrious and noble Sun. Choose wisely, for such generosity is rare indeed, and refusal spares you not of my rule.
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