FearItself
There is nothing to fear
March 4th, 2020
Pacifica, U.S Territory.
The massive floating plastic island was clearly bustling with activity as the magistrates last transport plane made contact. From the windows the young heroes and their escorts would see the massive multicolored spires of the fabled clean up project turned continent. Most of the Millennium heroes were already there along with thousands of doners and civilians here to see what their heroes were bringing to the table. Upon landing automated signs would dircet heroes and civilians to their designated spots. Briefly a list of heroes who would not be at the event due to injuries, then those working cases, and finally the few that were off world at the time. Likely helping General glory deal with the cluster of planet killing asteriods coming in from outside of the solar system.
The main square of the event was surprisingly the most well organized despite having the most people in it. Stalls were set up by various groups within the two heroic organizationsm. R&D companies, Deep sea exploration entrepreneurs, local police forces, and of course branding and market companies were there all hoping to secure contracts with the new rising heroes who would make there public debutes here in a few short hours. The civilains wandered the area observing the new technologies and trying to find deals of their own. The lacl of any veteran heroes on the grounds was starkly apparent and everyone would know why. The best of the best were in the central tower, likely planning for the future. With the weather as calm and lovely as seemed possible it was clear to see this event would be the focus of the day, a fact made all the more apparent by the multitudes of news crew scattered all throughout the plastic city.
~~~
Pacifica Central Tower.
Adam Quark, Blue Steel Sr, & Valkyrie
Adam sat in his position at the northfacing head ofnthe table watching with almost glowing analytical eyes as Blue steel and the rest of the Magistrate veterans and top teirs entered the room. Blue steel entered the room and sat on the opposite empty chair on the other head of the long table. Once everyone had their seats the 14 most powerful heroes on the planet would greet each other as if they were your everyday friends meeting for lunch. Yet the air was still electric. The one government liason in the room was sweating bullets as his mind wrapped around the fact that these 14 men and women could bring the entire world to its knees if they saw fit to do so...it was like being in a room filled with atomic bombs.
After greetings were out of the way adam would speak his voice inadvertently silencing all others in the room. "First id like to start with the good news. We've seen an unprecedented rise in recruitment. Im happy to report this year's graduating class holds 1247 heroes from all across the United States, Mexico and Canada. This is made all the better by a rise in quality of heroes as well, more wide ranges of abilities and experiences And thats just on the Millennium side of things how are things looking across the pond Steel?" he passed the floor to blue steel without breaking stide and the man likewise picked it up in stride. "We got 845 of our own which is up 230% from last years recruitment. Likewise our quality has increased as well, many of our candidates opted to go from military to us rather than the university so we have more experience across the board. Also my boy is finally in as well, i may be biased but i think he will be a quality candidate. " the room was all smiles until Valkyrie chided in. "And ze bad news?" she said with a raised eyebrow.
Adams face fell and his brows furrowed. "Well thats where it gets tricky. Bomba shipments have skyrocketed despite our busting dozens of shipments and factories. I-I suspect internal corruption within the government and possibly with our own organizations. Worse still every lead we have on Rancor has officially gone cold, the last known contact we had docmented was found hanging in his bedroom. We're officially flying blind in the rancor case, as if all that wasnt bad enough R&D has detected several small anomolies exactly mirroring the big one from 1915." that last one was clearly worrying to the room as several people began to fidget and wiggle in their seats at the mention. "We've had much the same luck on our end. Plus unusual seismic activity in the Mediterranean. Weve sent in a scout squad yesterday and they should be reporting back in an hour or so." the back and forth would continue for several minutes, almost a half hour with each hero adding their own ten cents. The last half of the hour was spent formulating strategies to deal with each and plotting out the years budgets to give to the U.N Liason. Once the buisness was finally done the heroes would ajourn and finally be able to enjoy the event.
~~~
Miss Glory
Gloria had been wandering the grounds with a drink in one hand and a tray of food in the other which she not so delicatly wolfed down occasionally. She was honestly a bit surprised at how many new heroes there were and had long since given up on counting them all. She had paused to wait in line for dippin dots only to find another rookie hero taking way to long to count out exact change than she would like. "Here let me cover that Sugar and add a cookies and creme to the bill please." she said in a thick southern drawl raising her card and smiling a big toothy grin at the other hero
(Open)
~~~
Blue steel Jr.
It took wallace only a single glance from the plane window to memorize the layout of the island and as soon as he was off the plane he made a beeline strait to the stadium. With an Eager grin he made it just in time to take the third to last spot in the Powerball Game planned later that day. It was a sport he had grown to love in the university. Basically a 3 dimensional game of football with super powers and super suits. Nonetheless he made it and upon realizing he had about an hour before the game he figured he would go and get himself some snacks. Just like that he was off again disappearing into the crowd.
(Open for bumping)
Pacifica, U.S Territory.
The massive floating plastic island was clearly bustling with activity as the magistrates last transport plane made contact. From the windows the young heroes and their escorts would see the massive multicolored spires of the fabled clean up project turned continent. Most of the Millennium heroes were already there along with thousands of doners and civilians here to see what their heroes were bringing to the table. Upon landing automated signs would dircet heroes and civilians to their designated spots. Briefly a list of heroes who would not be at the event due to injuries, then those working cases, and finally the few that were off world at the time. Likely helping General glory deal with the cluster of planet killing asteriods coming in from outside of the solar system.
The main square of the event was surprisingly the most well organized despite having the most people in it. Stalls were set up by various groups within the two heroic organizationsm. R&D companies, Deep sea exploration entrepreneurs, local police forces, and of course branding and market companies were there all hoping to secure contracts with the new rising heroes who would make there public debutes here in a few short hours. The civilains wandered the area observing the new technologies and trying to find deals of their own. The lacl of any veteran heroes on the grounds was starkly apparent and everyone would know why. The best of the best were in the central tower, likely planning for the future. With the weather as calm and lovely as seemed possible it was clear to see this event would be the focus of the day, a fact made all the more apparent by the multitudes of news crew scattered all throughout the plastic city.
~~~
Pacifica Central Tower.
Adam Quark, Blue Steel Sr, & Valkyrie
Adam sat in his position at the northfacing head ofnthe table watching with almost glowing analytical eyes as Blue steel and the rest of the Magistrate veterans and top teirs entered the room. Blue steel entered the room and sat on the opposite empty chair on the other head of the long table. Once everyone had their seats the 14 most powerful heroes on the planet would greet each other as if they were your everyday friends meeting for lunch. Yet the air was still electric. The one government liason in the room was sweating bullets as his mind wrapped around the fact that these 14 men and women could bring the entire world to its knees if they saw fit to do so...it was like being in a room filled with atomic bombs.
After greetings were out of the way adam would speak his voice inadvertently silencing all others in the room. "First id like to start with the good news. We've seen an unprecedented rise in recruitment. Im happy to report this year's graduating class holds 1247 heroes from all across the United States, Mexico and Canada. This is made all the better by a rise in quality of heroes as well, more wide ranges of abilities and experiences And thats just on the Millennium side of things how are things looking across the pond Steel?" he passed the floor to blue steel without breaking stide and the man likewise picked it up in stride. "We got 845 of our own which is up 230% from last years recruitment. Likewise our quality has increased as well, many of our candidates opted to go from military to us rather than the university so we have more experience across the board. Also my boy is finally in as well, i may be biased but i think he will be a quality candidate. " the room was all smiles until Valkyrie chided in. "And ze bad news?" she said with a raised eyebrow.
Adams face fell and his brows furrowed. "Well thats where it gets tricky. Bomba shipments have skyrocketed despite our busting dozens of shipments and factories. I-I suspect internal corruption within the government and possibly with our own organizations. Worse still every lead we have on Rancor has officially gone cold, the last known contact we had docmented was found hanging in his bedroom. We're officially flying blind in the rancor case, as if all that wasnt bad enough R&D has detected several small anomolies exactly mirroring the big one from 1915." that last one was clearly worrying to the room as several people began to fidget and wiggle in their seats at the mention. "We've had much the same luck on our end. Plus unusual seismic activity in the Mediterranean. Weve sent in a scout squad yesterday and they should be reporting back in an hour or so." the back and forth would continue for several minutes, almost a half hour with each hero adding their own ten cents. The last half of the hour was spent formulating strategies to deal with each and plotting out the years budgets to give to the U.N Liason. Once the buisness was finally done the heroes would ajourn and finally be able to enjoy the event.
~~~
Miss Glory
Gloria had been wandering the grounds with a drink in one hand and a tray of food in the other which she not so delicatly wolfed down occasionally. She was honestly a bit surprised at how many new heroes there were and had long since given up on counting them all. She had paused to wait in line for dippin dots only to find another rookie hero taking way to long to count out exact change than she would like. "Here let me cover that Sugar and add a cookies and creme to the bill please." she said in a thick southern drawl raising her card and smiling a big toothy grin at the other hero
(Open)
~~~
Blue steel Jr.
It took wallace only a single glance from the plane window to memorize the layout of the island and as soon as he was off the plane he made a beeline strait to the stadium. With an Eager grin he made it just in time to take the third to last spot in the Powerball Game planned later that day. It was a sport he had grown to love in the university. Basically a 3 dimensional game of football with super powers and super suits. Nonetheless he made it and upon realizing he had about an hour before the game he figured he would go and get himself some snacks. Just like that he was off again disappearing into the crowd.
(Open for bumping)
