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Entry tags:
- !event log,
- fuu hououji | zephyr,
- n/a | the midnighter,
- † aerith gainsborough | the ancient,
- † april ludgate | janet snakehole,
- † betty ross | n/a,
- † brianna | the breeze,
- † bruce banner | hulk,
- † carl grimes | n/a,
- † cindy moon | silk,
- † count dooku | darth tyranus,
- † daryl dixon | the angel,
- † dipper pines | n/a,
- † edward elric | the fullmetal alchemist,
- † emmett brown | doc,
- † enid | n/a,
- † felix dawkins | n/a,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † gaby teller | chop shop,
- † george o'malley | n/a,
- † hazel lockwood | n/a,
- † kagerou | n/a,
- † kaidan alenko | sentinel,
- † kaneda shotaro | n/a,
- † ken amada | n/a,
- † kururu sumeragi | pledge queen,
- † mabel pines | n/a,
- † magicman | n/a,
- † max caulfield | n/a,
- † mewtwo | n/a,
- † nike lemercier | n/a,
- † normie osborn | n/a,
- † perry the platypus | agent p,
- † peter pan | n/a,
- † peter parker | spider-man,
- † qubit | n/a,
- † riku replica | n/a,
- † riku | darkeater,
- † sadie doyle | n/a,
- † santo vaccarro | rockslide,
- † sasha blouse | n/a,
- † shinji ikari | third child,
- † sorey | shepherd,
- † tetsuo shima | n/a,
- † the iron bull | the iron dragon,
- † yayoi nakayama | roaring queen,
- † yuichiro hyakuya | n/a
MAY 2016 SWEARING-IN
WHO: Participating imPorts!
WHERE: THE SHUDDER and THE EVENING STAR, Covington, Virginia.
WHEN: May 21st, 2016 - May 22nd, 2016
WHAT: The OTO branch of DARPA has created imPocreats for imPort engagement and local enjoyment! Come and play, if you want to be the very best -- like no one ever was!
WARNINGS: Please contact the mods if this needs to be updated.
GREETINGS, IMPORTS! And welcome to the Swearing-In Ceremony of May 2016! If you choose to partake in the ceremony, you are in for a treat: prepare for trouble, and make it double! You will be testing DARPA’s brand new holographic-and-cyborg technology called imPocreats. Yes, “imPocreat”, as in Impossible Creations. While the physical body of imPocreats are made of synthesized organic material and robotics, the “attacks” that these inventions have are purely theoretical. That’s where the holographic tech comes into play, for entertainment purposes only! Every imPocreat is programmed to deliver a hit or take a hit, though the impact of attacks may vary depending on environmental or random influences.
Each participating imPort who is physically at this Swearing-In will be given an imPocreat of their own choosing. They are listed below. All imPocreats are products of DARPA’s Otherworldly Technologies Organization (OTO).
The actual Swearing-In will take place in the six mile long, four mile wide mega biome dome called The Shudder, located in Covington, Virginia. Within The Shudder are man-made terrains designed to provide a challenging atmosphere for participating imPorts as they battle with their imPocreats.
There will not be a singular champion of this Swearing-In. In fact, there may be none at all, or there may be dozens. Anyone who has won two imPocreat battles will be considered a champion of The Shudder. Players may plot with each other to determine battle outcomes -- Mods will NOT determine battle outcomes.
All imPorts will be housed in a country Bed & Breakfast called Evening Star for the weekend, unless they pursue other arrangements.
Any champion may keep their imPocreat -- but remember, the holographic attacks are not REAL. They will not induce actual damage on non-imPocreats. And if you're an imPort who isn't COMPETING with an imPocreat, but you're just along for the ride (or maybe you want to play with an imPocreat for a weekend, if you're that lonely/curious) you're also invited to come along, but you are excluded from being able to keep your imPocreat past the event. It is legally understood that any personal damage incurred upon competitors and in-dome onlooker imPorts comes at their own risk.
Remember that this entire event will be televised for an American audience. All of it, unfiltered. Cameras will be in the air, in the ground, in the water. Your personal drama may very well be displayed in High Definition. Any participating imPort will need to sign a waiver consenting to the cameras. This can be an opportunity for your countrymen to learn what kind of imPort you truly are.
WHERE: THE SHUDDER and THE EVENING STAR, Covington, Virginia.
WHEN: May 21st, 2016 - May 22nd, 2016
WHAT: The OTO branch of DARPA has created imPocreats for imPort engagement and local enjoyment! Come and play, if you want to be the very best -- like no one ever was!
WARNINGS: Please contact the mods if this needs to be updated.
GREETINGS, IMPORTS! And welcome to the Swearing-In Ceremony of May 2016! If you choose to partake in the ceremony, you are in for a treat: prepare for trouble, and make it double! You will be testing DARPA’s brand new holographic-and-cyborg technology called imPocreats. Yes, “imPocreat”, as in Impossible Creations. While the physical body of imPocreats are made of synthesized organic material and robotics, the “attacks” that these inventions have are purely theoretical. That’s where the holographic tech comes into play, for entertainment purposes only! Every imPocreat is programmed to deliver a hit or take a hit, though the impact of attacks may vary depending on environmental or random influences.
Each participating imPort who is physically at this Swearing-In will be given an imPocreat of their own choosing. They are listed below. All imPocreats are products of DARPA’s Otherworldly Technologies Organization (OTO).
The actual Swearing-In will take place in the six mile long, four mile wide mega biome dome called The Shudder, located in Covington, Virginia. Within The Shudder are man-made terrains designed to provide a challenging atmosphere for participating imPorts as they battle with their imPocreats.
There will not be a singular champion of this Swearing-In. In fact, there may be none at all, or there may be dozens. Anyone who has won two imPocreat battles will be considered a champion of The Shudder. Players may plot with each other to determine battle outcomes -- Mods will NOT determine battle outcomes.
All imPorts will be housed in a country Bed & Breakfast called Evening Star for the weekend, unless they pursue other arrangements.
Any champion may keep their imPocreat -- but remember, the holographic attacks are not REAL. They will not induce actual damage on non-imPocreats. And if you're an imPort who isn't COMPETING with an imPocreat, but you're just along for the ride (or maybe you want to play with an imPocreat for a weekend, if you're that lonely/curious) you're also invited to come along, but you are excluded from being able to keep your imPocreat past the event. It is legally understood that any personal damage incurred upon competitors and in-dome onlooker imPorts comes at their own risk.
Remember that this entire event will be televised for an American audience. All of it, unfiltered. Cameras will be in the air, in the ground, in the water. Your personal drama may very well be displayed in High Definition. Any participating imPort will need to sign a waiver consenting to the cameras. This can be an opportunity for your countrymen to learn what kind of imPort you truly are.
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A second passes. Tetsuo growls low and whirls on the Replica, furious. He only spends a second glancing to the side, wrenching a fire escape off to the side loose with a painful twitch of his mind, and dragging it forcefully through the air in a powered toss towards him.]
You son of a-
Miss THIS!
[Aaaand... this is where things go downhill.]
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Confused, the Blickablake gets up, looking around with a cocked head as if to ask 'is this over? There was a fight I was supposed to win for you!' It pads over to him, standing at attention when no further orders come.]
Where are you..
[The answer, nothing really. He walks forward, on high alert. Riku uses magic - Fire, Thunder and Ice as Riku's told him. So any attack could come from anywhere. He has to spot that asshole fast.]
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Why.
Two directions?! Which way does he go?!
He picks one at random and focuses, sending power strong enough to shred or throw concrete and anything else in its way in a vicious line towards where the nearest fireball appeared. If the replica's attack gets too close, he'll just try to jump over it, hovering briefly in the air with a flick of his mind, using the height to try to pinpoint his opponent. Either way, he's walking towards his trail of destruction, senses on high alert.
Dammit... where IS he?]
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The refresher course starts now, apparently.
He jumps back too much, and trips, landing on his backside with Riku right in front of him. He has a sword??! Since when?!]
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You ready to admit defeat now? Or do I have to keep going?
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Screw you!
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What did you just do? How did you manage to throw me like that?
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[Something isn't quite right about this. Something's tugging at the corners of his mind, insistently. He ignores it, pushing himself gingerly to his feet and slashing his hand through the air, sending another line of force straight at him.]
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[Was he here previously in this city without his knowledge? Or was... Wait a second. Something clicked in his head right after getting hit with another one of Tetsuo's attacks. He let out another cry of pain before he could answer him again.]
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Like hell you don't know me!
[...at least he doesn't attack again. Yet.]
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I seriously don't know you. You're confusing me for Real Thing. [Which that kind of pisses him off, but whatever. He'll hold it back for now.] And just so we're clear, I'm not him.
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[He echoes that, then pauses long enough for that insistent feeling to catch up to him. Something WAS wrong. Very, deeply wrong.
After a second of focus, he raises his head as high as he can (which, given his short stature, is not high) and stares at the Replica intently. That's not Riku. He should have noted that earlier! He had that feeling... ]
Tch - what the hell are you!?
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[He wonders if Tetsuo would even know what a replica is even after he's said it.]
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[He has to admit, that matches things. So fine. Riku's off the damn hook. It's the other Riku that he's got a lot of problems with. Fine. Kagami.
This isn't gonna be confusing or annoying at all.]
The hell's that even mean?!
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I'm a copy of Riku, is that more simple for you?
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You can't just copy a person!
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You can if you have their data, that's how I was created.
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[In his flimsy defense, this isn't anything close to a thing in his world. Copies of people or animals just didn't exist. But when it clicks, it clicks. His eyes widen, then his head tilts to the side, incredulous.]
You mean like DNA, that kind of data. That's what you're saying!
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[He shrugs his shoulders and goes along with it.]
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[It's not.]
Look, I don't get it. Why make a copy of someone?!
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how are they getting along
because they are too much alike
this is true
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