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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!

If you’re not sure what this game is about, look here or here! If you want to lay down a reserve, go here! For anything else, look here!

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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The face of a bored-looking security guard appears on the monitor at the gate. "Do you have an appointment?"

"No, I don't," Ben said honestly. "But I need to talk to Miss Mode! It's about a...suit."

Wow. He'd hoped he'd at least be able to talk to her before getting kicked out.

"Everybody says she's the best."

"Sure. No problem." He looked around at the base's surroundings. "...Know any good places that don't care if stuff gets broken?"

"NO!"

Bob dives and catches her before she hits the sidewalk.

"Beat it, kid! No appointment, no admittance!"

The monitor flicks off.

This is bad. Blake grits her teeth as Slade effortlessly dodges out of the way of her strikes... it's more than a little frustrating but more than that, each dodge causes a sort of dread to well up in the pit of her stomach.

He's better than she is, realizes.

Her only answer to his mocking is to give another yell, punctuated with another powerful swing at his head. And then her eyes widen as he's suddenly just not there anymore.

The staff takes her feet out from under her, and she makes a frustrated sound even as she catches herself with her hand and suddenly speeds away several feet, leaving behind a Shadow to hopefully distract him until she can recover from her current far-too-vulnerable position.

Whooooaaa you know my sister!?

[ Like, okay, yeah, Ruby knows intellectually that her sister is a hero. But she didn't know that meant her sister would know heroes!

...Or at least... well enough that they'd recognize Ruby's name. ]

"Come on, please!" He pressed his hands up against either side of the monitor, hoping to get the guy back on the line. "I just need to talk to her for a few minutes! I don't know what else I'm supposed to do at this point!

"Just give me five minutes! I don't even have to come inside! She can tell me to get lost via monitor!"

Decoys are one of Slade's go-to tactics, one that he'd mastered long before this girl was even born. Combined with his superhuman senses, Slade knows a decoy when he sees one, and wastes no time on the Shadow.

Instead, Slade slips out of sight through gears and and turbines and steam, resuming the game of cat and mouse.

"Have I got you running scared, little girl?" comes his voice from her right.

"Have you realized you're out of your depth?" comes his voice from her left.

Piper was doing well up until now, but she can't help but let out a Fangirl Gasp when the very face of superheroism steps out to greet her.

"Superman!"

Piper has the presence of mind to know she should be embarrassed by that, but her adrenaline makes that fact little more than academic. She eagerly grabs his hand with both of hers to shake.

"Ahem...sorry, I mean...It's an honor to be here! I've dreamed about this...forever! I've been reading about superheroes -you in particular- ever since I was a kid and I never thought I'd be..."

She lets go of his hand and steps back. "You know, here!"

"I'm pretty sure there's a training room here. Let's go there." With so many superheroes it stood to reason. Turning he jogged off, catch the firstperson who didn't look busy so he could ask.

Just then, a long black limo pulls up the driveway. The driver rolls down his window to tell Ben off, but he is cut off by a fast-talking woman from within the vehicle.

"SHUT UP! STOP THE CAR! That boy, I must speak with him."

The door to the limo pops open. The fast-talking voice from within the limo calls out, "well, darling? I'm a terribly busy woman, I have no time to waste on kids like you, so get in now before I change my mind!"

He straightened up at the woman herself barking orders, giving her a hasty salute because, wow, that is one commanding presence. "Yes, ma'am!"

He climbed in, nearly catching himself in the door as he does so. He gave a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Miss Mode."

Ben followed after him, gawking at everything like a tourist. He'd been a huge fan of the Omegafriends since he was young, always wanting to be one but knowing that was likely impossible. He didn't have superpowers and he didn't have all sorts of nifty gadgets like Tails.

But now he did and he was here and he might become a hero for real now. Someone, pinch him.

Helen wakes up groggily in his arms. "You're... still in trouble, mister." She gives him a kiss on the cheek, then closes her eyes and sighs.

The diminutive woman makes a talking motion with her hand. "Yesyesyesyes, you are very thankful, naturally. NOW, that, on your wrist, what is it?"

"It's a watch that turns me into ten different aliens," Ben explained. She handled supers all the time, so she'd probably heard of such strange devices. Not to mention known all their secret identities. "I found it in a space pod about a month ago."

There was a time when Tails had wanted to be a big hero, like his hero. But now that he was a little older he just wanted to do good by people. Be dependable. If he could still do that here then it was enough.

Finding the training room was easy enough and he led the way in. "It looks like we have the room to ourselves."

Well, Tails, if you could keep this dork in line, you'd certainly earn the "dependable" thing.

"Good. Because I'm never one hundred percent sure what this thing's going to give me."

He popped up the dial and started twisting it, going through different aliens. Hmm...nope...nope...nope...Grey Matter might be best. Definitely the least potentially-destructive.

"Ready?"

Well he could try.

It looked simple enough to operate at least."Ready!"

Ben slammed his hand down on the core, releasing an explosion of green light that shifted his shape into...

Wildmutt. Great. He had to demonstrate the watch, and it turned him into the one alien that couldn't talk. He growled in annoyance at the alien device. Stupid troll watch.

... Right. I'll see if I can try to clear a path.

[Apollo's punch is a little more effective, as it actually goes through the robot.

... oh, yes, clearing a path. Apollo will get right on that.]

Well...that was...Tails hadn't known what he was expecting to see for an alien...but it wasn't that.

"So, um, did it do the one you wanted?" The growl suggested no, but he didn't know if it could talk.

Ben huffed in annoyance, turning his head blindly towards Tails. Well, at least he had that weird smell...sonar...thing so he could "see" to a certain extent. The lack of eyes wasn't useful at all.

He shook his head in response, pawing the ground.

Right. Yes, Dr. Telephosphor should have expected this from someone who had basically asked him to shoot them. Of course, he didn't plan for it and had instead backed himself into a corner with a swordsman in full plate armor who had complete immunity to the exact things he was good at. This had to be the exact definition of an unfair fight.

"That... that makes no sense."

By all rights, he should just follow the gentleman's suggestion and make the quickest egress inhumanly possible, but instead he found himself just standing there and staring.

"You're the Fountain of Youth. That implies that you're immune to aging. Wh-why would you also be immune to disease and toxins?" He asked. His inhuman nature afforded him a curious advantage in this instance: incapable of expressing his emotions in human language, his tone was perfectly even and his face blank. His completely black eyes made it impossible for his opponent to even see where he was looking.

"D-do you realize that those are completely different vectors for illness? Do you even know how aging works?"

He backs further into his corner and pulls out a very, very large grenade, which he immediately activates in his hand.

"I'm not leaving," he says, as thick clouds of harmless water vapor begin pouring out of the device, completely enveloping them both. If one were to look carefully, one could see a set of gills open up on the sides of his neck to breathe it in. "I need your body. For science."

When the vapor clears, the frog-man will be somewhere else entirely.

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Maybe if you look pathetic enough someone will take pity on you?

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Or he could try busting in. XD But that'll probably just make her mad, huh?

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Hahahaha this is perfect

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Any resemblance is purely coincidental. XD