CONSIDER THE FOLLOWING--

[gabbie]

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.

Comments

[guestlectures]

[Whether or not it's acceptable, she doesn't want to allow herself that much time.]

What they- the Porter said about superhuman abilities... is that true?

[buttpatting]

Yes.

[It's said so casually he might as well be talking about how certain temperatures are very hot or very cold, the color of the sky, or other things that are obvious. Not that he's trying to insult her, but he's accepted it. If he can accept it, if he can admit to such a strange thing being real, how couldn't she trust his word on that?]

Difficult to digest, [oh no here we go] I know. I know, Alana, because I once believed the same thing. I was new as well. It took time to process it all, but there is hard evidence of it being real. If you look up in the sky, sometimes you'll see it flying by. Everyone has to find them out on their own, however. Unless they come from a world where they already have them. I imagine they would hold over in some capacity.

[guestlectures]

[Pause.] Do you have any abilities yourself?

[buttpatting]

[Ugh, no. Not this question. He hates it. It seems so...personal.

Maybe it's just because he's not sure of it yet.]

I was told I do. They have not made themselves apparent, however. There is talk of experimenting to find them out, but nothing has proven much of anything like superpowers about me as of yet. I'm sure it won't be much longer until they manifest.

[A little bitter about this? Yes. Yes he is.]

[guestlectures]

Perhaps it's for the best. I hear superheroes are required to wear spandex.

[Ah. She hadn't meant to cause offence, and so will quickly try to move the subject on.]

[buttpatting]

[If he was going to do that, he'd go all out.

Spandex pocket squares.

Which is why, of course, it will never ever happen. Ever.]

Or other skintight costumes. Some of them very revealing. I am required to tell my employer when they manifest and what they are, but I doubt I would tell many others, depending on what they are.

[He'll tell them once he figures out he can heal wounds. He may even tell them once he realizes he can create them, though that will come after some time to mull it out.

What they may never know, unless he goes back to surgery? Hannibal Lecter's Best Day Ever: he can regenerate inner organs. One day!]

[guestlectures]

[For the sake of the world, spandex pocket squares must never happen.]

Does the government keep tabs on the imPorts, and their powers?

[buttpatting]

I wouldn't doubt it. They can't know if we don't know, however. I haven't heard anything about going somewhere and indulging that information, but perhaps that's because I haven't found mine just yet. I wouldn't be surprised if they keep track of it anyway, waiting to find out who has been given what.

[Hannibal's met people in the government here. What could be taken as him distrusting them isn't a reflection on how he views them. He doesn't necessarily distrust the government, but he's well aware enough of how easy it is for them to find out information people might not want them to have.

And how to get around it, his dealings with calling people from untraceable phones taken into account.]

I hope that idea is not a frightening one to you, Alana.

[There's so much worse to be frightened by, after all. Not that Hannibal is, but he's Hannibal. Not much scares him.

At least, not much that he can't choke out or kill in some way.]