omegafriends | Entries tagged with original: sherrinford holmes

Who: Shinmyoumaru, Soma, Joachim, Sherrinford, Matthieu. Possibly anybody else who got the same idea.
Where: City Hall; Possibly other places if suggested or needed
When: 6/6/2014
What: Trying to find that durned device!

( Sneak. Sneak. Sneakery. )

number1_kerbal

Well, it's about that time again. I can safely say that we've checked all the boxes, crossed all the Ts and locked down the K-2 test rocket until tomorrow morning when we'll resume the countdown. It's been a hectic Monday after the weekend, making sure everything still worked and getting it ready for fueling tomorrow, but our ducks are all in a row.

It's going to be an important test tomorrow, even if the rocket in question is small. K-2 is going to test the new Mainsail engine, a reaction control system, an autopilot, a new capsule's basic re-entry characteristics, and even our new escape tower. Though with luck, the last one won't be needed until stage separation to pull the capsule away from the rocket.

We're going to fly a banana shaped course-first away from town, then curving back and slightly north of the city limits to drop all the debris into some unoccupied ocean. Our recovery ship and helicopters will be standing by-if you stand on one of the taller towers downtown, you should be able to watch the entire operation, from launch to splashdown, in less than 15 minutes start to finish, tomorrow afternoon. We've got three parachutes for touchdown, and can actually land safely with two-in theory. There's a lot of theory here, and normally we would test it all separately. But I think that an all-up test will let us knock over a lot of targets at once, and I do have confidence in the stuff our organization has put together.

I'll be watching events from the blockhouse and the control center-but who knows, maybe if everything goes right, I can talk Gene into letting me fly the next one at the end of the month if this goes according to plan. Of course, that depends on getting Bill and Bob to go along with it, and Bob won't OK me without an absolutely perfect test. But I'm sure that's going to be a piece of cake after tomorrow.

[[OOC: Responses can be from people either turning up to watch the launch on Tuesday or logging on to leave either anonymous or public comments on the blog.]]

getoutofmylab

A
[audio post]

Ah... So, in a competitive system where each individual begins with the same opportunities and outcome is influenced only by skill and motivation to succeed - but success is necessarily attained at the expense of others - what characteristics would disqualify an individual from competing altogether?

I ask out of curiosity, as the conditions of a certain ongoing contest seem to parallel those of the world at large. People tend to characterize those who fail to participate in society as lazy or degenerate, but in reality it is the collective that decides whether an individual may compete - and that decision generally has little to do with ability.

My hypothesis is that human beings are not actually comfortable with participating in such a system, but must be convinced and trained to do so. Rejecting those who, for whatever reason, do not fit the competitive model is part of that process.

B
[ action post, later, at the Gold Mill ]

Sherri didn't go much for dancing, but he did enjoy orchestras and jazz music. More than that, the jazz club was a good place to sit and think about recent events with just the right amount of distraction. In any case, the atmosphere seems perfect for slightly-melancholy contemplation and being mysterious while wearing a snazzy suit. If anyone approaches him they will find that he is quite open to company, though.

C
[ less mundane action post, even later, anywhere in the city ]

Someone might have taken that audio post as an invitation - or perhaps they just really wanted to offer some intellectual criticism in the form of punching. Hopefully they won't forget to keep their crit (re)constructive!

knows_your_name

[The feed reveals an older looking gentleman with blue skin and white hair. His clothes are shabby and he’s wearing a large travelling backpack. If you listen, you can hear the sound of the occasional car passing by. Looks like he’s somewhere on the outskirts of the city.]

Ah, good, it’s working! Hello, I’m.. mm, well, I’ll get to that in a second.

I’m not an Omega Friend, first of all. I’m sort of on a.. “trial period”, I guess you could say... I don’t actually have full control of my powers yet. But that’s why I came here! I’m going to be studying and practicing magic, and I have a better chance learning here than anywhere else! I’m hoping that one day I can join you all in making this city- and the world- a safer place!

Until then... I’m going to be doing the best I can. My name is Simon, but most people know of me as the Ice King.

[He's got a collection of the news clippings and video footage of himself. He knows he's got some slight infamy as a villain.]

I’d prefer not to get into the details right now, but my powers tend to make me lose control of myself.. I believe that it can be harnessed, somehow, but I'll try to keep out of everyone's way until I can get the hang of it. I apologize in advance if I ever do or say anything out of line before that.

[Oof. Not the best first impression, but he's gotta be honest about all of this.]

You can reach me on my guest watch if you have any questions or concerns! I'll answer what I can.

bemoreflexible

Helen gave up the super hero life decades ago, back when it was the Alpha Pals who protected the country, and long before the Omegafriends had even been thought of. After all the heroes that were lost after Gamma Jack's "crusade", it became too clear to Helen that the work was just too risky. Today, she was just a normal woman, doing normal errands while her normal husband watched the kids at home. Right?

[A. At Costmart]
Helen just needed to buy a few dozen things for the week. In and out, with as few distractions as possible. It's a shame someone ((probably your character)) had to go and choke on a free sample. And no one around knows the Heimlich maneuver but Helen? Guess everyone is too busy learning to fight death rays and space invaders to bother taking a basic CPR course.

[B. In the Do or Dye Hair Salon waiting area ]
It's been a busy day, apparently, according to the TV in the waiting room. Super villains planting doomsday devices and inciting chaos. Police chiefs complaining about super heroes making it harder for honest cops to do their jobs. Helen would be content to keep her mouth shut about it, but the person next to her is apparently intent on talking about the subject at length.

[C. Anywhere in Venture City]
Seems Helen is all over town today. Perhaps she'll run into something or someone interesting.

widerthanthesea

[Video]

[Appearing on the Omeganet for the first time, shortly after her first victory: A ridiculous magical girl!]

Is this real? IT'S REAL! A real Omegawatch, and it's mine! I'm an Omegafriend! This is so awesome!

Hello, Omegafriends, I'm Cure Marine! If you know Cure Blossom or Cure Moonlight, I'm their new team member! I'm gonna help out with the whole evil-defeating thing from now on!

[action]

[Later, barging into the Omegabase: The second-smallest Omegafriend on file! Probably!]

[You can just see the stars in them eyes.]

SO COOL.

So this is the Omegabase, huh? What kind of cool Omegastuff do we have hanging around here?

[Omegastuff.]

ivegotthemasterplan

[the scene opens on an idyllic park as relaxing background music plays in the background, where a family is playing with a cocker spaniel puppy. One of the children, a boy, picks up a frisby, throwing it into the air]

Go get it, Sparky!

[the dog yips, and goes after the frisbee... onto to come up short of catching it. The family stares despondently, before a narrator begins talking]

Has this happened to you? Has your family pet come up short? Or maybe you're just tired of all the shedding...

[a couch covered in dog hair is shown]

... the messes...

[it cuts to "Sparky" sitting amongst a bunch of chewed up bedsheets and shoes while his adult owners look on angrily]

Or even just the cost of feeding your pet?

["Sparky" is shown standing next to several large bags of dog food while the father of the family stares in horror at a bill]

Well, the brilliant engineers at Robotnik Co. have the answer!

[it cuts back to the park, where "Sparky" is running after the frisbee... only to suddenly deploy rockets from his back, take off, and catch the frisbee before flying back to a joyful family]

Introducing the Robotnik Co. Omni-Pet! Designed with the latest in technology and covered in realistic imitation fur, it has all the warmth and cuddliness of a real pet with none of the shortcomings! No shedding! No chewing! And it runs on a rechargeable battery core! Just plug it in to recharge!

[the mother is shown plugging the "dog" into an outlet, before turning and smiling at the camera]

He even comes with built in in-home security options!

[cut to a robber sneaking through the house... before the Omni-Pet appears, eyes glowing ominously, targeting the criminal with several laser pointers...]

It comes in canine, feline, and even small pet varieties!

[the commercial shows the canine model, along with a cat, a hamster, a bunny rabbit, and a guinea pig... all of which have the ominous glowing red eyes]

Get your Omni-Pet today!

(Robotnik Co. is not responsible for malfunctions, Omni-Pets exploding, or accidental deployment of and injury by incorporated weapons systems)

takaradical

[Golden Tiger is not, by any means, a brilliant strategist. He does, on the other hand, have two years experience maneuvering around boardrooms, and that's taught him more than a few things. The first being that when an opportunity presents itself, you take it. So with the spandex squad all in a tizzy after Doctor Doofus's little song and dance, now's the perfect time to get out there and make a name for himself in this town.

It comes to the surprise of almost no one when a giant robot crab comes crashing through the wall of the Venture City Central Bank, trailed by a regular platoon of hired thugs. The Tiger himself is on the scene, of course, standing atop that crushing crustacean, arms folded. The room erupts in chaos. A few security guards try and rush the goons, but they're mowed down in seconds. Tiger just laughs and swishes his coat, letting the speakers in his mask carry his voice through the building.]

Alright, nobody make a move! This here is a robbery. Take everything ya got and dump it all in the bags. Everything for the Golden Tiger!

[On cue, the thugs hold out a collection of burlap sacks, some of which have dollar signs painted on them. Need to shoot for authenticity here.]

Don't forget about those safety deposit boxes, too! C'mon people, let's hustle!

[One by one, the tellers, guards, and even some of the patrons step up and start to unload cold hard cash into the bags. So many supervillains swing by this place, they all know the procedure by now. Everything's going just as planned. If one of those rubes in tights showed up, everything would fall to pieces.

That'd just be awful, right?

Right.]

omegamods

This post is only here to ensure that tags are visible.

atruebeoulve

[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.

distorts_space

[Action, Myoudouin Dojo and surrounding areas, 3pm]

At seven AM, Parley had staggered in from her ten hour flight from London, dragged her various suitcases into the guest room they had leant her, and passed out on the bed for eight hours. Now, it's mid afternoon and she is awake once more. Time to explore her new home, and possibly even some of the surrounding neighborhoods. Surely nothing can go wrong on literally her first day in America!

[That evening, video.]

Parley is wearing a domino mask and a blue and grey uniform of some kind, and speaks with a bit of a British accent.

"Tadah! It's Mystery Lass!"

She gives the screen a self-effacing grin, "Okay, so it's a pretty lame name. I'm still working on it. But they gave me this neato communicator watch, so there's no way I could resist giving it a shot! Plus I slept all day after the plane ride and I'm kinda wired right now. Who else is out there?"

whoneedsdepthperception

A. [Video. 8:00 am. Anywhere in Venture City]

At 8:00 am sharp on this otherwise cheerful morning, a number of television and radio newscasts are briefly hijacked. At the same time, this same signal invades the Omega Friends' "secret" communications network. Even many civilian computers will find that a previously undetected virus has forced open a videochat client. All of these hijackings are of the same thing, a shadowy man with a sinister message.

( Read more... )

[After Slade finishes his monologue, he will order a minion to return the TV and Radio broadcasts to normal. However, if you are reached via computer, Omega Network, or other two-way device, you should be able to ask Slade a question before he is logged out, if you so desire.]

B. [Mingle. 8:01 am. Anywhere in Venture City]
[After Slade's message, you and the person sitting next to you might have a lot to talk about!]

C. [Mingle. Anytime after the message, anywhere in Venture City]
[Slade has cameras and spies everywhere in Venture City. Feel free to pick a fight with your greatest enemy!]

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