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Thanks to someone STEALING the Omegabase (and associated training facilities), Princess Pegasus doesn't have anywhere to practice. On the bright side, heroes of justice always find a way!

So that's why there's an armor-clad, masked heroine practicing in the park today. Over to the side is her pegasus, Sky Dancer, who is watching the proceedings with an air of pained indulgence. Currently, the heroine seems to be in the shadowboxing portion of her regime. Maybe she'd be down to show others? It's worth a shot, right?

rose_liberated

I suppose that I should attempt to make some inroads before school begins. I've just receive a letter from Crookston accepting me as a student for my junior year, which is quite a relief let me tell you. I was not certain that my old private school would be able to get their paperwork together.

As I have been assured that only the finest of students attend these classes, I am interested to learn if anyone else here is going to be attending in the fall.

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[For those craving action, Rozalin may be found shopping at boutique stores, sipping expensive coffee at high-class cafes, or overseeing some security upgrades at her already well secured apartment.

whitescalesbigmouth

...Okay, so not good. Urgh, seriously though - if they throw me outta school for setting for apparently setting the school cafeteria on fire again, I'm going to make a formal complaint! I mean, Hello!? We live in a city full of super heroes and stuff, who's to say any of the other kids here don't have some kinda weird super power that could make half a dozen hamburgers randomly explode?

Besides, it was an accident! I don't actually go out of my way to do that kind of thing.

[Hello there, Venture City! Coming to you live from her bedroom is one particular teenager trying to set up a video blog from home without getting yelled at for using her laptop when she's supposed to be grounded.]

So uh, my question for the day I guess is - let's just say you happened to find out you had some kinda weird super power...what would you do with it? Use it for the good of mankind or keep it a secret?

Enquiring minds (namely mine) wish to know!

130percent

INVITE TO THE PARTY:
[A. Audio and Visual on Omeganet. Text "Event" posting on Rumblr.]

"OH YEAHH guys and gals! We've kicked Dino butt, we've kicked Slade butt, and now, the Omega Spire is open and I'm ready to party like it's 2099! We got all the free pizza you can eat, and I installed a soda fountain with 42 varieties of flavor! We've got the dance floor, we've got the tunes, AND (for those of you who don't like to dance) we've got a Smash Cousins tournament on a 20-foot Ultra HD screen! (I call dibs on Burro Kong.) Oh, and bring a swim suit if you want, because the pool here is kickin'!

All the teen heroes better be here, ya hear me? And bring a friend. Doors open at 5pm.

Oh, and ya villains can stay at home."

((Note: Word gets around, so there's no reason non-supers couldn't hear about this party and crash it. As long as they don't cause trouble, Cyborg isn't throwing anyone out of the party for not being super enough.))

AT THE PARTY (ACTION):
((NOTE: These are not all threads with Cyborg. The assumption is that if you post at one of these locations, someone else at the party will reply. Also, feel free to request other spots.))

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Though he was towards the top of the police hierarchy, Vimes still always kept an eye out for excuses to go on patrol, especially at night. It wasn't that he liked tramping around Venture City at 3am during one of the city's rare rainstorms. It was a bloody miserable time to be about. But...

But some of the best days of his life had been in the middle of rainy nights. You stood behind a statue or something to get out of the wind so you could light a smoke, you hunched your shoulders just like so and your hat directed the rain down the back of your jacket, leaving you in a tiny little bubble of warmth and dryness. For just a few minutes, you could pretend that the world made some kind of sense and fade into the background. If you could manage it, you became part of the architecture.

When Vimes had been a younger officer, on a night like this, he had become so much a part of the background that a purse snatcher had ran around a corner and stopped standing right next to him to catch his breath. Vimes had grabbed him and whispered "You just got nicked, son." and the poor man had needed a change of underwear.

Tonight, it had been quiet so far. Vimes stood in the lee of a phone booth out by the docks where the rain wasn't quite so bad, hunched his shoulders like so, lit a cigarette, and waited, looking to see what kind of characters would come out in the dark.

rose_liberated

Rozalin had not intended for things to get like this. She was simply...playing with her new toys. Namely, her professionally decorated penthouse, her outrageously expensive customized smartphone, and the Internet. Which was, after all, for uploading pictures of her dresses, her decorations, her incredibly expensive art and all the rest. After all, was not all media for self-glorification on some level? People would see this and understand how utterly powerful she was, to have so many beautiful and useless things.

So why was everyone seemingly intent on mocking her ruthlessly in the comments section after that one rumblr had taken her photos and posted them on it's main page? Like any Internet warrior convinced people are wrong Rozalin taps out her missive to the universe, powered by pure vitrol.

Needless to say, it would not end well.

[OOC: Rozalin has posted pictures of wealth that would make a Russian Oligarch blanch at the waste of it. Your character comments on said wealth and earns an inept flame from Rozalin. Things escalate from there. I encourage everyone to use their imagination for exactly what Rozalin has in her penthouse that's so crazy and outrageous.]

feelingincredible

Dr. Devious, truly a deadly foe if ever we faced one! But never fear, Omegafriends, for evil never triumphs in the end!

As to Dr. Devious, I have faced her ilk before. I'm confident she'll fold nicely under a direct confrontation, but actually MANAGING that confrontation is surprisingly tricky. Have any of you considered searching for her lair instead of her device? Doing what a mastermind suggests you do rarely works out well.

[Action]

[Robert Parr: ordinary citizen and definitely NOT a retired superhero. Today he's taken a stop on his way home from work to do some every day heroism: Pick up the dry cleaning, grab some ground beef for dinner, and look into getting the car window replaced. As such, any other totally ordinary citizens of Venture City can find a large, extremely bored looking man at the dry cleaners, the supermarket, or the autoshop. Ah, the daily grind!]

[Later, at home]
As always, Bob getting home is accompanied by a slight jolt through the house as he closes the door. Fortunately, the house was built with super strength in mind. He's only accidentally pulled the door off of the hinges ONCE.

"I'm home! They were out of the normal beef, so I had to get the organic kind."

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