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Test Drive Meme

Thinking of joining The Omegafriends, but want to get a feel for things first? Need some threads for your application sample? You’ve come to the right place! Reply with your character down below, with at least one of the provided prompts to get things going. Then, go around to other people and tag them! Have threads! Have fun!

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Prompts

1. Venture City in Peril! Dr. Devious’s army of Deviobots are ransacking the city! It’s up to you, the Omegafriends, to save the day - but you’ll need to work together to repel this sinister threat.

2. A Hero is Born! What started as an ordinary day was thrown into chaos as your newfound superpowers began to suddenly awaken! What perilous problems and zany antics will this bring about? Stay tuned to find out!

3. Super Mystery Team-up! Lady Blue is planning to steal Venture Park, and it’s up to you to track her down! It’ll take two ~~buddy cops~~ Omegafriends from different backgrounds working together to follow the trail of clues - can you put up with each other long enough to figure out her villainous plan?

4. Welcome to the Omegabase! The super-secret underground Omegabase has it all - training centers, VR simulators, free snack machines, but most important is a whole lot of Supers! Take a minute to kick back and get to know your fellow heroes.

5. The Mighty Showdown! In the life of a Super, good and evil are always clashing in battle. Today, you’ve come face to face with one of the many supervillains threatening the future of Venture City! Who will rise and who will fall? Next issue: The shocking answer!

6. Wild Card! Got an idea for a thread or prompt that isn’t one of those? Make up your own! We won’t stop you.

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[Look out, Venture City! Because today you are under attack by the amazing Tron Bonne and her latest, greatest robot!

...It must be a day ending in y.

Of course, as usual, she won't be intimidated by any so called heroes trying to stop her. She'll just laugh, while still in the safety of her giant bot.]

You don't really think you can stop me, do you? You might as well give up now! That, or join me. At least then you'll get to split the profits with me!

What do you say, huh?

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[Of course, giant robots don't build themselves. Well, not yet, anyway, she's still working on that. But for now, Tron has to take care of building them herself. So getting the parts also falls down to her.

Well, her and a few Servbots. It's a lot to carry.

So much to carry that she might just bump into you and scatter various mechanical parts everywhere.] Wha-! [Oh dear. That'll take some time to clean up.]

Hey you, why don't you watch where you're going?!

[One of the Servbots runs over to her in concern.]

Miss Tron, are you alright?

Yeah, yeah. No thanks to this idiot!

Sorry miss, I was a bit busy with my-say, is that a P-26 Vacuum Compressor?

[Tron walked into the only guy on the street with as much stuff to carry as her-that crazy rocket guy who lives down on the cape with his launch tower and his junkyard. Don't ask how many car parts wind up in rockets.]

[She blinks. Not the response she'd been expecting.]

Huh? Um. Yeah, that's right! It's for my latest- [Don't say giant robot, don't say giant robot, don't say giant robot.] -um, p-project.

[The last thing she needs is for someone to send the cops directly to her doorstep. Again.]

Must be some project! The only things that would be good for is either a giant robot or....

A Space Power Laboratory! You're a fellow rocket scientist?

Uh, sure! A... budding rocket scientist, that's me! I mean, what else would I be doing, right? Building some kind of crazy robot for attacking the city? Ha ha. Ha.

...So you like space?

[Smooth, Tron. Smooth.]

[Jeb sticks out his hand and smiles gormlessly. He doesn't suspect a thing.]

That I do! I like it so much, I started my own spaceship parts company and rocket base. You know the junkyard on the east side? Lots of people don't know it, but that's the most advanced rocket factory in town! And it's all mine!

...You don't say.

[Casually noting that bit of info. Oh, that's going to come in handy in the future, she can tell.]

I'll have to visit sometime! I'm always interested in checking out the works of... fellow space enthusiasts! Maybe you even have some parts I can use! The selection in this town's stores is just sad sometimes, I swear!

Well, come on down some time and I'll give you a tour...though I must admit, I'm probably a little responsible for that whole part shortage. This whole MechJeb business is taking a lot of testing and we're eating through a lot of supplies.

[And, like most of those days, a little blue nuisance appears to thwart Tron's plan! Sure, they seem to be getting stronger each and every ~~week~~ day, but Mega Man couldn't just let Tron take control of the city!]

I have a better idea. Why don't you turn yourself in? There's no need for us to fight like this!

[Tron was obviously a smart young lady, and she could do a lot of good for Venture City! It was a shame she was using it for evildoing.]

[It's always him. Always the blue boy. And she's getting really tired of him always butting in where he doesn't belong.]

Hmph, in your dreams! The only way this ends without a fight is if you surrender right now. Otherwise, prepare yourself!

[And that's the only warning she'll give before firing an energy blast from her robot's main cannon.]

[Standing in her way is...a young man dressed in a black longcoat, and carrying a comically large pistol with a big, flat closed fist on its side. Said gun is braced up against the man's shoulder, and he's about as non-chalant as he can be about the whole situation.]

I'm afraid mecha aren't really my style - and neither is siding with two-bit villains, miss.

[Oh no.

Oh no, he did not.]

T-Two-bit?! [She is not taking that.] J-Just who do you think you are?! I'll show you who's two-bit!

FIRE!

[Have an energy blast headed towards your face, Haruto.]

[Oh, yes he did. And thanks to Tron's loud command to shoot, he's tucking and rolling away from that blast, and once he's upright again, touching his left hand to his waist, summoning a bigger, shinier belt.]

Just a wizard who's been around long enough to recognize that type of bombastic bragging!

Oh please, you think that was bombastic? You haven't seen nothing yet!

Here, I'll show you bombastic!

[And, as expected, next she fires bombs. A lot, actually, like a whole barrage of them. There's gonna be some property damage after this fight...]

[Haruto's eyes widen at that threat coming all too literally true - he attempts to roll again, but gets caught up in a series of explosions.

However - as the explosions crest, they stop and appear to be being funneled away into a large red magic circle being projected by an armored man where Haruto used to be. The only indication that it might be him is that he wears the same belt and has the same gun in-hand.]

Clearly, I'm going to have to watch my words. I don't suppose if I say "give up", that'll work, will it?

[Croach the Tracker really should have been watching where he was going. But Earth has so many... things to sense everywhere! It was incredibly overwhelming. Thus, the blue-skinned martian found himself bumping into that particular giant robot creator.

Which is five times more frustrating when you still have your culture's traditions to uphold.]

I apologize. I am now under onus to you for my mistake.

Huh?

[Looking away from her Servbot and back at this - ...guy? Uh, sure. - guy who ran into her. She stares for a moment, but then smirks.]

I don't think I've heard that word before, but it sounds like you mean you now owe me one. And you'd be exactly right! Of course, even if you hadn't said that, there's no way I'd let you get away without cleaning this mess up!

[He gives a small nod in affirmation. That's the ways humans agree to things, right? That sounds right.]

Your description would be the basic outline of my people's traditions. So, yes I "owe you one."

Good! Hm... Just helping me clean this up seems like letting you off easy, buuuut... I guess since you realized your mistake, I can let you go with just that. But only this once!

But Miss Tron, we can just clean that up ourselves!

No one asked you!

Completing your task will fulfill my onus to you.

[Yeah, Croach could just... do it instead of talking about it. But he says it anyway. Now he can kneel down and start to pick up all of this mechanical stuff.

Admittedly, its a bit beneath him, all in all. He's Croach the Tracker, not Hijabehooda the Guy Who Picks Up Messes of A Mechanical Variety. But, you know, onuses.]

Well, I'm glad someone in this city has proper manners! You wouldn't believe how rude some people can get!

[Actually, Tron's a pretty good example of how rude people can get.]

Yes, I have noticed that the people of your planet have occasionally lacked cordial behavior.

[Croacg would have to be pretty arrogant if he thought his people were exempt to rudeness though. Which he is.]

... Sure.

[Kallen was actually going out to seek opportunities when she ran into this mess, so why not go ahead and get in on a strike against the city while it was in progress?

Mind, this kind of on-the-fly hiring wasn't standard villain practice. Hopefully this girl had a clue how to handle that.]

Well fine, it's not like I really needed- huh?!

[Did she just say yes?

But... No one ever said yes! No one! That's...

...

She's not sure how to deal with this.]

Wait, really?

Do you know any hero who dresses in black and wears a giant heat claw?

I could use a little work.

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