IT'S TIME FOR DIPPING STICKS AND...

[erewhile]

TEST DRIVE MEME

Are you thinking about apping to to Cape & Cowl, but you want to get a feel of the setting and how your character will fit in it? Then you’ve come to the right place! Pick any of the following scenarios below or feel free to make up your own, and don’t be afraid to throw yourself at anyone’s thread, either!

And remember to have fun!

1. As you exit the Porter Building, the ambient noises you heard, so faint back inside where you found yourself at the center of glowing platform alone – save for the black screen and the female voice who greeted you – erupt in every direction. Every corner you look is bustling with people and cars and bicycles; people going about their everyday life, unaware you’re one of them: an imPort.

2. Or perhaps your bizarre behaviour or appearance catches their attention. Maybe it’s the communicator you picked up before leaving. Either way, several Cityzens headed your way come to a full stop immediately, each one eyeing you differently. Some looks outright afraid, others seem intrigued, and then there are the others whose surprise fades quickly and they carry on past you without as much a second glance.

3. Confused? The Network seems like a good place to start with soliciting information. There appear to be three functions for you to access: AUDIO, VIDEO, and TEXT. Make some friends while you’re at it!

4. Maybe you’re just thrilled to be here and help. The night time is a great time to scope out the underbelly of the City and its criminals. There’s always something going on in its more troubled corners: breaking and entering, drugs or arms trafficking, an attempting kidnapping... the list goes on. The question is: what will you do, Hero?

5. Make up your own scenario, if you wish! You may have discovered the Porter has granted you the ability to make it hail cats. Or that your power of super speed is gone entirely. Maybe you’ve noticed the Statue of Liberty’s sporting a new look. It’s up to you!

Comments

[buttpatting]

Murderous company.

[That gets a quirk of his lips, a man who's more amused at recollections than amused at the fact of the matter that this fellow seems to be including him in such a category. How much does he know, who is this other Hannibal Lecter, and how far can he press before Edward thinks he knows that the Hannibal from his world is indeed the one standing before him?

It could be good to have someone know of it, but only someone Hannibal chooses—only someone who is worthy. But he can't choose anyone until he knows, in depth, who this other Hannibal Lecter is.

The way in which he's told will, ultimately, decide how rude he finds this E. Nygma (of course he'd pick up on that, even if the spelling isn't quite there in his head just yet). Rude or trustworthy, or potentially both?]

I can assure you that I am very murderous company within the MAC. [A moment of silence, just to see his reaction.] I can't stand a roach in a kitchen, and I'm not one to keep harsh chemicals around in the name of pest control.