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A
[ Dick's Bikes was the place to go if you were a rough biker with a few loose morals and not that much money. One can work on their own bike, maybe swap out their bike for another bike, or if one was lucky enough, have enough money to get the mechanics involved in rebuilding a bike from getting turned into so much twisted metal, or do that mysterious thing that swaps out pieces to turn it into a different bike than the one that was brought in.

Joji was one of those mechanics, and a popular one as well. While the other workers look like the type that use bits of metal to chew on, he looked a little like he was just wasting time. At least he usually fixes the bikes he gets and makes them work better than normal. He also doesn't take that long in fixing anything and spends some of his time just hanging around, sitting on his work bench and gossiping with the other workers.

Want to bother him during that time? ]

B
[ There's a rumor going around from one low-life to another. It's not that big of a rumor to catch the ears of most supers - villain and hero alike - but it is something exchanged by the lowly goon and the hard-working average con artist. It's basically goes something like If you find a strangely colored coin, there's a guy at Zero's who will pay good cash for it. If asked around a bit more, someone at the bar might point out a rather normal Asian guy that sits at the counter, drinking tea since whiskey would push the ratings too high. He's only there for a couple hours at the most, and the regulars at the bar treat him like they are scared to make him mad.

Anyone want to bother him about this rumor? ]

C
[ Joji worked hard on converting an empty warehouse into a liveable habitat/workshop. There are still parts that don't work quite the right way, but for the most part, the living area is nice and roomy, with an upper floor for his private quarters and a lower part where anyone can just hang out and enjoy the comforts of urban living. The workshop side is still mostly brick and enclosed metal, with a long built in workbench and space for a few motorcycles (some still in parts), a fancy device that might be a laser scanner or possibly the beginning of a huge gun, and some fancy computers on standby.

Just anybody could walk into the building, but the moment they do, a breathless electronic voice would ask them who they were. Anyone want to see what happens if the voice isn't answered? ]
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A - Joji Yuki's Place - Closed

There was pursuit. An almost endless chase after a man in colorful clothes. That was the most important thing, to keep that man in his sights. He couldn't let him slip away, couldn't, but he felt a pulling, felt something dragging him back, away, into-

Moments after the red medal halves were fused together, the newly whole Core Medal began to clatter wildly on the workbench. There was life in this thing, along with some sort of unnatural magnetism. Loose bits of the same material that had forced the medal back together were being drawn in from the edges of the work bench, and other things resting on shelves and in drawers were rattling around and eager to get in on the excitement, too. As more and more pieces clung to the core, a shape began to take form... and then with a flash of red light, the entire mess solidified into an inhuman, red-armored hand and forearm. It twitched, its fingers curled, and then it let out a ragged, human-sounding gasp.

"...what the heck?!"

B - Generally Out and About in Venture City, Early Evening - Open

Ankh might not have been able to remember much, but he knew things. He knew what he was, knew what he ought to be able to do, and knew that he was missing entirely too much of himself. He wouldn't find any of it just hovering around inside that damned scientist's workshop. He'd have to go and find it himself.

Which is why there is a disembodied armored hand and forearm floating around, looking about as curious as a hand can manage to be. He's peering over shoulders to read newspapers, rifling around in unattended bags, and sizing up passers-by for their potential usefulness. If they haven't got some sort of strong desire, well... maybe he can smack them upside the head, latch onto their arm, and siphon some knowledge out of their head. His English skills aren't what they really should be, given that he's now in the United States. If he can't complete himself with more Cell Medals, then he can fill up on knowledge instead. He'll take anything. He'll take it all.

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Jul. 8th, 2014 01:28 am
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A -- private message posted for Wild Tiger on the Omeganet:
if you are still interested in that suit, it is done
--Rider


B -- on Rumblr -- this account usually is full of reblogs of fancy technology, odd machines, superheroes with odd gimmicks, and once and a while questions that seem a little weird. This is one of those posts:

how many people have heard of the term kamen rider? if not that, how many know what a driver is?

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Jul. 4th, 2014 10:43 am
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[Posted to Parley's rumblr account. No association with Mystery Lass. If you look at older posts, it's all just more of her talking about her life like a normal teenage girl might do.]

Well things have certainly been busy for me. I haven't had a chance to update here since I moved to America! (Sorry readers if you thought I had been eaten by wolves.) I'm staying with some friends of the family, the Myoudouins, in Venture City. They own this big kinda Japanese style Dojo and are all really serious about martial arts, it's actually pretty cool. Apparently the Dojo Master was really tight with my dad back in the day. He has two sons, Itsuki and Satsuki. Satsuki is sick and I don't see him around very often, but they both seem really chill, so that's cool.

My room here is weird. It's got those rectangular mats covering the floor that I can't remember the name of, and a futon instead of a proper bed. I've done what I can, though.

[Included is a selfie of Parley in her room. You can see the tatami mat floor in a few places, but by now she's got it covered in stuff. Comic books, regular books, clothes, video games, and all the other detritus that a person in the 21st century comes with. The walls have been coated with posters, mostly of female characters from movies and games looking cool. The only thing that might seem unusual is the sword leaning against the wall (in a scabbard), next to a fencing mask.]

As weird as it is to say it, I'm looking forwards to the school year. I'm having fun, but I don't really know that many people here.

So far America is really weird though. I haven't seen a single bald eagle (Itsuki said he saw one the other day, but I do not believe him.), nor have I been involved in any gunfights or highway chases. Hollywood has much to answer for. I HAVE almost been hit by cars twice now, though, because they all drive on the wrong side of the road! I've been warned that it's Independence Day (Or as we call it back home, "Ungrateful Day" ^_^), and that everyone is going to be a little flag crazy today. Hopefully I won't accidentally order tea instead of coffee and get mobbed. Wish me luck!

Okay that's all for now. This is Parley the great, signing off!

#Venture City #Travel #America
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[the image comes on, revealing a man with an orange mustache and a red suit standing in a room under a single light]

So, I feel that it was time enough for it. We seem to be in the midst of a surge of activity on part of both heroes and villains in this city, and I wanted to personally bid you all a warm greeting.

I am the great, the powerful, the brilliant Dr. Eggman! You may have encountered my robotic legions in the past, or you may simply know me by reputation. I assure you, it quite precedes me!

For all you heroes, I'd like to thank you personally for playing this game. On behalf of all us visionaries and so-called villains, I have to say, it'd be quite boring without your efforts to stop us. That said, while you've been passable, it behooves you to, how do you say, step it up.

As for my brothers-in-evil, well... I'd personally like to offer my assistance. It'd be much better if we all worked together to make a name for ourselves, hm? It'd be so petty of us to fight amongst ourselves... even if it would be quite amusing!

That's all I wanted to say, really. All of you have a nice day, alright? I assure you, many worse ones are coming!

((OOC: Eggman is broadcasting his own signal to all compatible devices. Basically, if it can receive a signal and play video and audio, you can view this))
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[ACTION 1; NEAR CLINKERS -- FOR JOJI]

[This seemed like the right place all right. The nice thing is that he doesn't have to lie to Kaede anymore about where he's going, although she does fuss over him a bit now. He's still not sure what this is going to entail; he knows he's basically fighting against nature, or what amounts to it in regards to supers. But if he can just stretch things a few more years, that's all he can ask for. And maybe after that, stick with consulting? Who knows.

He wonders how he'll know who he's meeting. Then again, it's not like there's that many people around here.]



[ACTION 2; BACK AT OMEGABASE]

[Once THAT errand was taken care of, all that remained was the matter of meeting his new, er... student? Ward? He's not sure what you call it. Is he just trying to make sure the kid doesn't try to break open any more zoos? He wonders.

He also yawns. Hey, he's been running around today, give him a break.]
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Who: Shirogane and Joji
What: Everyone's got to meet for the first time sometime. And maybe they can have an inadvertent team-up, too!
When: Evening of June 12th.
Where: Some pool hall somewhere in a seedier part of town.

Cue ball, corner pocket )
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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.

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Jun. 6th, 2014 12:05 pm
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[ this id sometimes shows up when talking tech or acknowledging certain kinds of post on the omega-network. the name attached to it is 'Rider' and as far as anyone knows, he was from another country - Japan being the general consensus - and semi-retired from the life though not above to help out with technical problems or even get involved in a battle. he never displays any special powers, but his technical skills were almost magical. ]

odd that so many past names have been reappearing while others make demands of people
maybe it's the weather or just another cycle of the world moving from one end to the next
but i am curious
someone brought up the question what makes a hero
there were as many answers as there are caped heroes and each one particularly fits in with what they are known for
so i wish to ask another question along those lines, especially since we are seeing the contest set up by one 'slade' asking us to preform like so much monkeys
so
what do you fight for? what drives you to be a hero?

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May. 30th, 2014 10:50 am
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This post is only here to ensure that tags are visible.
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[Summer vacation was always a fun time, wasn't it?

Ramza, though, was... worried. This summer vacation would not give Ramza any more excuses. He wouldn't be able to spend his time studying - 'twas time to become a Beoulve.

So, on the Omegafriend Network? A text post comes though. Ramza isn't quite ready to show his face.]


Recently, Beoulve retired. But 'tis common - those older heroes may remember the one before him retiring as well. I am the newest Beoulve, as dictated by the methods they are chosen.

It is an honour to work with you. Though I'm young, I shall prove myself yet.


[A few moments pass, and another message soon appears.]

What does it mean to be a hero? 'Tis something I've wondered, raised among those who dedicate their lives to others.

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May. 31st, 2014 08:15 am
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This is Deputy Commissioner Vimes of the VCPD.

My men are searching for this "device" Demetria Devious claims to have hidden. We will find it and we will deal with it. Your help is not wanted.

However, given the, er...extreme nature of the situation...

[And Chief Quimbley's orders to make SOME kind of peace offering with the superhero community.]

...My men have been ordered to not interfere with certain...vigilante elements as long as they do not appear to be causing any harm. Tread carefully and I will pretend you do not exist. Present something useful and.

Well.

We'll see.

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