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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

"Round seven completed." The computerized voice announced as Omega breathed heavily on a tattered battlefield mimicking Manhattan, New York.

"Yes! Let's do this!" Omega shouted.

"Round eight. Begin." The computerized voice announced seconds after Omega. He looked ahead before he was struck from behind. Omega's body flew into anew already tattered pickup truck. The metahuman used his telekinesis defensively to avoid serious injury, and let his regeneration do the rest.

He stood up to see a large... yes it was a statue with a mace in his hand. Omega smirked at the opportunity to crush it into dust. It lunged at him, but like a bull fighter, Omega side stepped the statue only for it slam it into another.

"You thought that would work again, you cheap computer!" Omega yelled with a smile. In a previous round the same attacks were done. Spawning a second enemy after your attention is on the first really nipped him before, but now Omega was utilizing his senses and powers in ways he never could against the average street thug. "Don't get up." He said as he made their feet bend and ball up. The two statues struggled to moved before Omega jumped up and landed on one of the heads of the statues. It's metallic head crunched and dented under his feet. "Too!" He then jumped toward the next stage to kick it's head in. "Easy!" The statue's head dented immediately before the two simulated enemies vanished "End it! I just wanted a warm up.

"Training ended." The computerized voice announced as the scenery changed back to the panel covered room. He was surprised to see it unscathed, he could have swore he hit one of those walls wih a semi. He exited the chamber and saw James.

"Hey, buddy! Get in this thing! It's virtual reality level shit!" He shouted.

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I forgot to say that scenery changed in the simulation chamber

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

Omega looked up to see two newcomers in the gym. He did not really recognise one, but the other was not so easy to forget. He had remembered ignoring the girl, due to his anger at Wicked. He did remember her insults though. And where's my partner for today? God I hope he's not a lazy one. I'm the lazy one!

"How's that gonna help you in a battle?" He didn't care if they heard it or not.

The man shook his head before letting the two females do their own thing and heading over to what looked to be anther section of the gym. He raised an eyebrow as it seemed to be more of an empty chamber than anything.

"They could have at least... What's this?" He thought at as he looked at the weird paneling along the walls and ceiling and the terminal by the entrance of the chamber. He wasn't too great with computers, but he played with the terminal, until he figured out what it was. His eyes lit up asome he viewed scenarios on the screen. The Gates of Hell, Alien Invasion, Battle for the HQ, Custom....

He hit Gates of Hell and set the difficulty to moderate. He was itching to put it on a harder level, but he did not even know what chamber really was. The display then went to settings that seemed like ways to make the simulation harder. He set to Round by Round mode where the simulation would get harder with each round of combat. He hit the start button before the chamber door started to close.

"Wait what?" He said as the panels flashed once.

"One hero. Omega. Gates of Hell. Round by Round. Moderate." A computerized male voice said as Omega looked around in caution. The door finally shut behind him. Suddenly several grotesque humanoids spawned on the other end of the room. They're flesh burnt and flaking away as they moves. They snarled and focused theiron glowing red eyes on Omega as he took a breath.

"Bring it."

@Lunar @alexfangtalon @Weird Tales

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Damn it *edit*

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@FunnyGuy Love how Mike didn't respond to Scarlet.

@alexfangtalon

I read your post and planned to reply, but with the Wicked thing going on after I was away from the site, I thought he could play off not speaking or reacting to that as he left the area before having to talk. He will surely remember her tho and they'll see each other in the gym lol

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

"People are too damned sensitive around here." Omega said under his breath as Wicked departed. There are times where I wonder why the government even put me on a team of... superheroes... I mean I'd be way better off in some solo covert ops missions. And it's only day two.

Omega floated inside and straight to his room to see his things back in place. He snickered at a picture of himself holding up a tank full of puncture holes in what looked like a desert.

"Those were the days." He said to himself before sighing at his socks. He reached out his hand towards his closet which opened. With a little musing, out came a gold and black uniform. And to think I was about to invest in the Squints.

After a moment he placed his suit on, a little less grumpy that he didn't need socks with it. He landed on the floor and departed from his room and went straight to the gym upstairs.

"Daddy's home." He said as he saw his sanctuary. As he circled the machines he smiled. He did not touch them however. He took a breath with his hands at his sides before exhaling and slowly raising his arms up. Treadmills, ellipticals, presses, and all manner of fitness machine in the gym began to rise. The vein on his head bulged as he found the task to be difficult. The weight alone wasn't the problem. Trying to lift multiple things in an area that were varied in different heavy weights was. This was more of a control issue. One wrong move, and a treadmill could end up crashing through the ceiling. He grunted in pain as his head began to throb like a bad hangover from a 21st birthday. Let them down one at a time. You got this. Omega thought as he slowly let down one of the presses. It would only get easier as he let go of each workout station. After about a minutes he seemingly lowers the last object down. "Hell yeah..." He said out of breath before the bang of a bench press hitting the floor was heard. His eyes nearly shot out from his head as he realized he had forgotten. "Shit... uh... doubt anyone heard it." He assured himself. He took a seat on one of the bike machines and rested as he placed an index and middle finger to his temple and rubbed it.

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

Omega had been ready to listen to his current partner's answer when his eyes landed on Wicked.

"Hold that thought for a second." He said as he levitated off the ground to stand out in the group of metahumans. "Hey I wasn't really listeningood, but the last thing I remember her saying was how you burned some things belonging to me and how you have the rest held up somewhere!" Omega took a breath before floating closer, but kept at least four feet between the two. "So, first, I need you to put my things back in my room... then, you're either paying me the cost of what you burned, or replacing it all. You have till the end of the day." Omega demanded as turned away and floated towards the exit of the room. "Touching stuff that doesn't belong to you is dangerous. You don't even know how lucky you are." Omega said vaguely, but was referring to the chest in his closet. He was heading to his own room to change for the gym, slowly floating by James whom he forgot to finish his conversation with. If Wicked had anything to say or do, now was the time as he didn't seem like he would stop for anything.

@Wick @Weird Tales

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

Omega raised a brow to the way Tia answered his first question. James? I just hope he's a winner. Omega thought before hearing the answer to his second question. What a.... Calm. She didn't touch the sphere, so it's all good. Everything else can be replaced. I hope.

"Affirmative supreme leader." Omega said mockingly with venom. He was ready to float off to head towards the gym, but was greeted by none other than James. Omega could tell the hero was younger, but that didn't disqualify him from being a decent partner in his eyes. Omega let his feet touch the ground before doing anything. "Pleasure." Omega said as he grasped James' hand for a moment.

When he let go, he smiled. The guy had a good grip and approached him. Confident. Good physical condition. He can hang.

"So what's your power, James? I can use telekinesis, super strength, and I heal fast." He said as he let himself float again.

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

Just four more laps and... Fuck, are you serious?

Omega sighed and floated in place as he heard Tia's announcement. He then shrugged his shoulders and flew around towards the main entrance, only to find a crying blonde outside standing on the sidewalk. She was one of the nurses, but not just any nurse. He had a feeling she was the one who was with Kain last night.

"Hey, you could always get a job with some thugs. They're gonna need medical treatment all the time now that I'm a superhero. They probably pay good too. Anyway, places to be, meetings to get started. Bye." He said in a rush as he continued to round the building. He entered through the main doors and met with the rest of the team.

Before Tia spoke, he winked and pointed at Jessica when their eyes met. He floated by her and whispered.

"Someone stole my civilian shoes last night! Crazy, right? Now I gotta copy you for a bit." He said as he pointed down at the empty space between his feet and the floor.

When Tia made the announcement about the uniforms, Omega raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Jessica. A smirk appeared on his face.

"Your Squints won't be happy." He whispered. He continued to listen. When Tia mentioned teammates being paired up, his eyes narrowed as he looked around the room. There were some new faces he had not given himself the time to make great note of. Not that he would normally. "Have fun." He said as Jessica was handed a sheet.

Omega heard Tia speak on training, which he nodded at. Best thing you said all morning, lady.

"Question!" Omega said loudly. "Well, questions. I have more than one. For the first, who am I going on missions with next? I want to know so I can train with them and get a feel for their abilities before we head out. Second question and this is for everyone. Where's my shit?! Someone took a decent amount of stuff from my room. If they have a problem with me personally, we can settle things outside or in the gym... or we can sit down and talk or whatever you nice people do." Omega broadcasted to the group.

@POOHEAD189@RaeoftheLight@King Tai@Queentze@RumikoOhara@Wick@RumikoOhara@Lunar@Weird Tales@alexfangtalon

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

"You know you're doing what you hoped for right now." Omega said as he laugh. "Don't seem so troubled. You're out... technically. I'm sure you've been flirting with me, even though I'm a geazzer." He joked. "We've laughed and gotten to connect on better level than before. And truth be told, you're one of the few people I can say I accept as... a friend I guess....." He was silent for a bit as he smirked to himself. "And there's no way I'm afraid of you. That's pretty automatic for everyone." His tone changed the mood a bit, but he was still joking.

The two floaters arrived at HQ with soft landings. Omega waved Jessica off and let her know that if she was ever feeling out of place, he'd be there to talk or listen. He also let her know to ask about his suit to her Squints.

"See you tomorrow, Drifter." He said as he headed to his room to end the night with some good sleep. He looked at the time and sighed at how late he had been out before entering his room. He cut on the light without touching the switch. Just as the light spread across the room, he noticed some things missing.

"Where's my... Where the fuck is my stuff?!" He walk briskly into the living room of his quarters to find things missing from there as well. His eyes widened in panic before he ran to the closet to find a chest that was silver in color untouched. "Good." He placed his hand on the chest and shut his eyes before it glowed in white light before it opened to reveal a black sphere about the size of a volleyball. "Better." He said as he shut it. This is the work of maybe two, a lot of stuff is gone, but not everything. One trip... Fuck, this isn't easy to analyze. I can figure it out tomorrow or just replace the shit.

He took a deep breath and jumped towards his bed before his body stopped in midair. He chuckled before plopping onto his bed. In moments, he drifted off to sleep.

Day 2

Omega stretched and groaned as he woke up from his sleep. He looked around his room, remembering the the if of last night and cursed under his breath. He levitated up and floated into his bathroom to brush his teeth, shower, and change into regular clothing. He put on grey sweat pants, a white t-shirt and white socks. They took my shoes and slide flip-flops! The man scowled as he floated around like he saw Jessica constantly do.

"Guess it's a telekinetic control workout with some cardio." He said to himself as he seemingly landed on his feet, but he wasn't touching the floor at all as if he had invisible shoes on. "It's go time!" He exited his room in a quick jog before heading out the front door and going for a brisk run.

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