FunnyGuy

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

"Mmmm... nothing like some Jameson on the rocks, take-out Chinese food, and some alien hardware to keep me busy." Omega said as he sat cross legged on the floor with all three in front of him. The sphere was currently being poked at with his left index finger while he used his right hand to shovel fried rice into his mouth. He used his telekinesis to give himself a sip of whiskey every now and then.

The sphere lit up with a different symbol every time Omega touched it. He had tried a lot if things to solve this sphere. From pressing the symbols in a specific order, to throwing the damned thing into at the floor.

"Damn this thing."

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

Omega laughed as he saw Kain and Chrome's meeting. The man shook his head before looking at the car. He did not see any way the car could be less safe up on the random rooftop. With a quick moment of contemplation, Omega jumped off of the roof and landed softly beside his dying former comrade.

"Looks like you're out of work. Didn't that suit help you keep up with people like me?" Omega chuckled. Chrome could only answer with his wheezing as his life slowly left him. "About your offer by the way... I don't think I'll be taking it. Kain has your armor now, and your team just got wasted by mine. And you know me, I don't play for the losers" He said as he crouched down beside him.

Omega's humor seemed to fade as he looked into the dying man's eyes. He placed a hand on Chrome's chest where his life stealing wounds were.

"You were a cool guy to work with back in the day. We taught each other a little, and you were one of the first humans I could really respect as an equal." Omega stood up and wiped the blood onto his gloves onto the leg portion of his suit. "I'll seeya... Oh and wish me luck on that alien device I stole from Bronson. I think it's a puzzle or a container. I hope it's not a bomb though." Omega said his farewell as he headed towards HQ. The rest of Chrome's team seemed either down or out.

When he arrived at the HQ he gave Kain a smile.

"Nice suit... Oh and your car is on the roof of the Bank of America over there. And yes I touched it. Tia gave me the green light to put it somewhere safe." He said nonchalantly as he continued to walk towards his room.

@Dark light

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

"As you command." Omega said sarcastically. He let the car lightly land in his hands before using his telekinesis to fly upward and away from HQ. Hmm, this looks safe. Omega thought as he placed the vehicle on the roof of 10 story building. I'll take it down after the battle is done. No need to put it where it was almost destroyed so I can hear Kain bitch at me.

"Should be over in a few. Most are beaten, and the smart ones are fleeing." Omega stated as he had a pretty nice view of the fighting around HQ.

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So the story is based in the Marvel Universe? That, I didn't know entirely.

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

"Tie him up?" Omega questioned as he looked at the enemy frozen in place. "I'll just..." Omega kicked Blizzard's knee caps, shattering them on impact before punching his immobile body in the face. "Shouldn't get away now." He said as he heard Wicked alert him of Thunderball on comms. "Tie him up too? Negative." He answered as he basically spoke to himself.

Omega approached Thunderball whom he sized up before chuckling.

"Ever play that game with ball on the rope? I don't know what it's called, but..." Thunderbell spat before swinging his ball on chain at Omega. Who punched the ball into the man's face. Thunderball grunted, but wasn't too hurt by the attack, but suddenly felt a sharp to the stomach as Omega gut punched him. Thunderball then felt the bones in his abdomen shatter. "Super strength and TK are one hell of a combination." He said as he stepped away from the incapacitated enemy.

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

"So are you in?" Chrome asked as he looked upon Omega as he laid on a dented taxi cab. Omega breathed heavily and let out a laugh.

"I'll think about it. Maybe going bad is better." Omega sat up and held his hand out. To be pulled out of the dent his body made. "Maybe that's where I fit in." Omega said as Chrome pulled him up.

"You're getting a little soft. Back in West Africa, you switched back and forth through allegiances as if you were flipping a coin on it." Omega shook his head before walking away. "I'll keep in touch. Beat up some of my annoying allies up for me." Chrome said as Omega started to float upward. Omega winked and flew back to the HQ.

Omega landed beside Tia with a smile.

"Need help?" He asked as he gripped an enemy with his telekinesis and held them up.

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Omega a.k.a Michael Watts

Omega looked up at the flashing lights as the alarmscenery blared. Today ain't so bad. He thought as he walked to the elevator and casually took it down to the bottom floor. He hummed a tune on his way down, excited as he knew he'd get in on some good action. The moment the elevator doors opened, Omega walked through to see a few security personnel incapacitated on the floor and one of them being pinned to the wall by a woman wielding electricity in her free hand.

"Hey, keep your hands to yourself." He advised. Before the woman could react to his arrival, her body flew into the opposite wall, then diagonally into the wall she was using to pin down her victim. Then diagonally to opposite wall again. She groaned with each hard slam as he continued to do this until her body flew towards him. She hit the ground hard, already unconscious from possibly her third contact to a wall. Sure, it was overkill, but he didn't really care as long as they lived. "See, I didn't even touch you." He said with a smirk. Before walking around her body.

His eyes then met with the security officer. Omega'smirked smile faded before he spoke.

"Where's the rest of th-" Omega was hit from the side and across the hall by a blue concussive blast. He hit and slide across the floor with a wince. "Shit... that was awfully familiar." He groaned. Omega got up to hear an awfully familiar voice.

"You were never really good at dodging those." A deeply masked voice said as they walked up in some sort of robotic suit. It was sleek, silver, and obviously high-tech. The person walked towards Omega who chuckled.

"Not ever." Omega answered as he looked at his enemy with familiarity. "New crew?" He asked as he pinned the person to the wall with telekinesis. "You could have at least invited me, Chrome. How good they pay you?" Omega asked before a concussion blast shot out from the chest of the robotic suit. Omega grunted, his back slamming through a wall into the garage. Chrome entered the garage with his arms crossed at his chest.

"They pay me enough to get by, but your little team must be paying big money to string you along as a hero. I mean, you're like the biggest metahuman douchebag I've met, and most of your kind tend to rub off that way... just sayin'" Chrome said all this as he allowed Omega to get up.

"You didn't care to think that deep down, I'm a good man?" Omega joked as he pulled Chrome into his grips and tossed him through the garage door. He jumped out the hole that was made to the outside and rolled in order to dodge a concussive beam. The two continued to fight and talk in between as they oddly caught up with each other.

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@alexfangtalon

@Lunar's character mentioned Scarlet being in the gym. He was commenting on both of them. I figure your character is just standing there if she just got there

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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