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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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We will be putting up a new Test Drive on the 15th of every month.

Prompts

1. Venture City in Peril! Dr. Devious’s army of Deviobots are ransacking the city! No, wait, Baron Von Tyrannosaur is back with another dinosaur army! No, wait, it's... really, ther's a lot of different ways a city can be imperiled. However, no matter the threat, it’s up to you, the Omegafriends, to save the day - but you’ll need to work together to repel the forces of evil.

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. The Adventure Mundane! It's not all over-the-top heroics here - sometimes, ordinary day-to-day life can be just as much trouble! On the trail of a story for the Daily Venture? Frantic last-minute studying for tomorrow's math test? Harassing people to sign petitions on street corners? Hitting the arcade to destroy simulated villains instead of real ones? The sky's the limit!

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. Time Warp! Chasing after Lady Blue's latest heist has left you temporarily stranded, along with your fellow heroes, in another era. Where and when have you gone, and how will you cope with the bizarre situation?

7. 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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

The strangeness of the sounds they made, communicating (or so Philip had to assume), the swiveling eye turning its attention to him before the head of armor, along with just about everything else about the suit proved to delight Philip in a way that made him appear much more childishly excited than was explicitly common for a human his age. ...Though Spark and Zapps may not have much to cross-reference that with, all things considered.

He brought his eyes up first to the independent one that spun toward him before the head, then down to the glowing blue ones and back up, shifting between them uncertainly with a wide smile on his face.

"Not at all, I'm just admiring the-- craftsmanship, would you call?" He almost reached out again to touch it, but folded his fingers until he balled his hand into a fist, pressing his knuckles into the side of his face to quell the urge.

The armor was fairly well made, the interlocking pieces clearly well meshed together yet capable of considerable movement should the designer require that. Judging by its shape, there was a whole arsenal of toys up their sleeve.

As for their reference, honestly Spark knew that childish excitement in the face of high technology all to well. Imagine her glee in making this suit? That was basically the same as his expression. She had a different expression of course, given a different face, but she had enough knowledge to recognize it. "Thank you! I made it myself, though Zapps helped on the specs and materials. That's what I named the AI onboard." She taps the eye visor above her eyes. He made a sound that sounded like a deflated sigh.

His hand shifted to cover his mouth with his fingertips, still looking positively awestruck. His smile was somewhat manic, now, though not in an entirely off-putting way. He pulled a little at his own jaw, folding his fingers and appearing to chew on his knuckles for a moment, giving the suit a full once-over.

"Did you create the AI as well?" The question was arbitrary, asked as his eyes moved from segment to segment of the armor, to Spark, to Zapps, back around. He couldn't quite decide what he wanted to look at, so he continued to look at everything.

She didn't mind people being impressed with her work. "No. Heh... I'm not anywhere near good enough with my programming to create something like him," she said, shaking her head.

"I crash landed on her planet. Though my function is to act as the AI for a suit like this, why I helped her create this. Also I fear if I let her create an autonomous body, she would have made me her plucky robot side kick," he stated, half teasing and half grimly.

"Oh, don't complain Zapps," She said before offering a hand over to him. "So what's your name?"

"With your skill in armor-building, I would hazard a suggestion of you trying sometime," he offered, finally very gently ghosting his fingertips over a joint on the armor. It wasn't even so much that he was interested in robotics, he just found the fact that someone had created something like this fascinating.

And, you know. He had an alarming information boner, and this was certainly something new to learn about.

He chuckled at Zapps' sense of humor, recoiling his hand and smoothing his thumb and forefinger just below his lower lip in thought, trying to discern where best to look when speaking to the AI. There were at least two sets of eyes on the suit, even if one was just a single eye, and he didn't want to persistently avoid eye contact when speaking or listening to someone (something?), even an artificial intelligence. He nearly counted as one himself, really.

He zeroed in on Spark's hand and blinked at it for a moment before reaching out to shake it, chuckling again in a somewhat more sheepish manner. He did tend to forget the basics of social interaction nearly every time he found himself facing it, now didn't he.

"Philip," he said simply, nodding his head forward in a slight bow.

She returns the bow given it. She stood up before smiling inside the armor. She had no ability to show that through the armor, unfortunately. Zapps did offer something though watching his eye movement. "You do not need to maintain eye contact with me. Spark gave me the visible eye more to the benefit of others than myself," he stated in his usual, perfunctory manner.

"He's pretty observant about stuff most people would miss, I find. Kind of frustrating though when you're trying to lie to him. Oh well! What's the suggestion you have? I am looking for work other than hero stuff her to be honest, need to make some extra money but don't want to unnaturally advance tech here either," She said. She shook her head and chuckled some.

His expression slackened to curiosity when Zapps spoke, and he glanced at nothing in particular for a moment in thought before he nodded. He then looked back to the eye and frowned slightly.

"So is it functional?" He gestured, vaguely, toward the singular eye, and then chuckled at Spark. "I know someone like that," he offered mildly, and then raised his hands in something of a passive gesture. "Nothing in particular, though you may see if someone in the OmegaFriends needs tech assistance. I build small-scale gadgets for my own work, personally, but am nothing of the caliber of this. I'm afraid I wouldn't know where to point you for work."

The head nodded a bit in respond to his statement on the eye. "Heh, well, I could certainly use some help. Zapps is useful for combat, but metal fingers aren't very good at finer work and I still haven't figured out how to make another suit that isn't twice as bulky. Though if you're part of the Omagefriends, we could go to the base to continue this conversation. Probably would be easier!" Spark said.

"Ah," He frowned slightly. "I'm not exactly part of the OmegaFriends, though I do have a communicator and access to the base. My partner and I are affiliated with them, though not specifically members. We preceded the formation of the Organization." Which is to say, you're talking to the right half of Venture City's resident Kamen Rider, Spark. He quirked a slight grin.

She shrugged some. "Heh, well, we can still use it as a hang out place for us. Just cause you're newer than the group doesn't mean that's a bad thing." She knew a bit about the history of the Omegafriends and Alphapals, but the Kamen Riders she'd need some education about. "Though I'll admit I'm more used to my hero organizations to be founded back before there were steam engines."

"Well there have always been Supers and those that have protected Venture City," Philip said with a shrug. "However it was only last year that the Protector chose to form the organization of the OmegaFriends to give structure to the sudden Supers boom the city experienced. It's entirely possible that the Protector himself has been here since before there were steam engines. No one really knows with him."

A crooked smile, and he nodded. "I'm certainly not opposed to spending time in the Base. It gets me out of the Agency." Which wasn't something he did on a regular basis.

"Guess that's a point. Heh. I don't know super history that well for this planet. So what's the Agency you work for?" She asked. Spark did something to start moving them towards base by walking now. At a slow pace.

Test Drive - August

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