New Hope City, Oregon, USA: August 25, 2115, 7:45 AM

It was an age of Wonders.

The man mused to himself as he walked through the streets of downtown New Hope, looking up at Hope's Peak's massive skyscrapers, floating viewscreens...and flying superheroes.

It was a cloudy, chilly day, the sky gray and overcast, but that didn't stop the man from pausing from his walk and watching the glowing golden figure of Dawn, Hero TV's Number Three Heroine, swooping down pass the cheering pedestrians and givimg them a wave.

Indeed, an age of wonders. These individuals with strange powers, these Gifted who had suddenly appeared a hundred years ago....who would have thought that they would become such a big part of the world? ....And who would have thought that they would use those great power of theirs for entertainment of all things?

Shaking his head in amusement, the man tightened his trenchcoat and continued walking. He had a job to do...

The man looked up once more to a certain building in the distance......

The Miraculous Media Main Office, unofficially dubbed Hero HQ, was a large twenty-four storey building right in the middle of New Hope City. A literal golden tower, HQ was connected to its own levi-train station going out to all corners of the island New Hope was on. This building was where the magic happened, where all of Miraculous Media's business was run as well as where Hero TV hosts filmed their shots. This was where current MM CEO Henry Evans worked, where the city's top heroes met and worked out and sometimes relaxed.

And currently in this building, inside Meeting Room A-12 on the 15th floor, waited a group of superheroes.

These heroes were the debuting roster for Hero TV's newest branch: the B-League, a sort-of tryouts where a hero can hone his skill and get some experience before heading on out to bigger things.

They were here for one last meeting with both CEO Evans and Hero TV Heads Scott and Karen O'Neil, finalizing their gimmicks and storylines, and going over their plans for the opening ceremony one last time before the premiere on the 1st of September.

The meeting was to be held at eight in the morning, but of course, Elena Evans was already there.

Elena sat on a couch, her Quill (a high tech portable holographic computer that could fold into a stylus like device) open and she furiously tapping on it one handed, the other hand busy holding a cup of coffee.

The room itself was a furnished office, carpeted floor, three long couches with pillows, a long mahogany desk in the middle. Mounted on one wall was a large screen, opposite it were glass windows showing off the city below.

Elena herself, a young woman dressed in a modest sweater and skirt combo, looked more like a young professional than a superheroine. And in a way, she was.

Elena was good with numbers, and the B-League was her own project that got off the ground because Scott liked it. So, yes, she was very much invested in this, to the point that she was getting impatient as she typed, wanting to get to the meeting already....

She caught a glimpse of Dawn - Mom - flying pass the building and she let out the smallest hint of a smile. Her B-League, her debut as a superheroine. Finally. Finally she was doing something to help....

With that thought, Elena returned to work, feelimg slightly less impatient.

Nothing But Ashes, Meeting Room

A particularly small person sat in the corner of one of the couches, idly playing with a lighter and waving the little flame around, dead gray eyes set on it. The little figure - clad in a large, tattered cloak that was doing a fine job hiding their physique - had unhealthy gray hair and noticeable burn marks by their lips, together with a nastier one starting at the neck and probably progressing further below.

That was Ash, real name Ashley Graham, Centurion Corp's new sponsoree and possibly the last person that one would associate with a word "superhero". The lighter was no lighter at all; rather it was Ash's own finger, its tip lazily licked by a small flickering flame. S/he coughed, and then degraded into a coughing fit as the flame went out, reaching for an inhaler hidden in their cloak to try and remedy the problem.

Few more deep breaths, Ashley was back to normal - for a given value of normal - as she stood up and stretched slowly with a grunt, revealing more burns hidden under his shirt's long sleeves. "What time is it?" She asked with a voice that was caked in nicotine. You could probably pry dry flakes off it by now.

Meeting Room: Hey Jules

Next to arrive in the meeting room was none other than Jules Cress-Ankou, recent graduate of the Katherine Evans University, and unbeknownst to most, the eldest daughter of Aria, current the 7th highest-ranked hero in Hero TV's A-League. The blonde had more than a little bit of pep in her step, seemingly having some trouble containing her inner excitement over being part of the first group of B-League heroes. She'd been anticipating this day for some time, and it was finally here.

"Hey, all. How many more people are we waiting on?", she asked to both Elena and Ashley as she took a seat.

Meeting Room

A man walked into the room, clad in a black tanktop and tight jeans with boots. He looked around for a moment, an eyebrow raised in suspicion of the entire room.

So this is the place huh? Quite the... Fancy place. Wonder how much stuff I could grab before anyone no- No... I'm trying to break that... Have to remember... I at least owe Wrath that much.

Wrath. Quite the generous old man. He had caught Neil in his house, stealing everything in sight, and... Basically gave him a job offer. A chance to become a superhero. Certainly not something he had really thought open to him. A homeless kleptomaniac that no one cared about. And now he had a home and an opportunity both offered to him by the same man. And then... Just a few days before, Neil had found out he had been legally adopted by Wrath. Suffice to say, he was... still in a bit of shock. Yet here he was, in a room about to try out this whole... hero business.

Oh and there was his now... niece.

"This is going to be fuckin weird." He said, forgetting to keep his words as thoughts on this occasion.

Meeting Room: Cat struts in

Anna Jacob's strolled into the meeting room dressed in a black mindless and wearing a pair of heavy combat boots, a pair of slim sunglasses covering her eyes.

"We're waiting on as many people as we need to fill out a League, obviously." She commented cooly, her cat tails swaying from side to side. "After all. What's a stage without the players?" the cat girl fell with grace and style into a comfortable chair and kicked up her boots on a low table.

"Although I guess I'm a bit unclear on why we're having this meeting in the first place. Is this one of the pointless corporate meetings where you find us even more superfluous paperwork to fill out, El?" Ann asked, eyeing the other heroine with a teasing gave just over the top of her sunglasses.

edited 22nd Nov '17 5:01:33 PM by guyshane

Meeting Room

Elena's eyes moved away from her work as other people started to enter, and quite honestly this was the part of the job that she was least looking forward to. Elena was good with numbers. She was not good with people.

Supressing a sigh, she clicked save on her work and pocketed the Quill, taking a sip of her coffee afterwards.

"Quarter to eight." She answered Ash.

Ashley Graham. Powerful, but troublesome. Grandfather requested their presence in the B-League. Probably hoping Elena could rein them in. Needs to keep an eye on them.

She greeted Juliett with a nod. Aria's girl. Of course she knew, it would be an insult if she didn't do her homework. Raw, talented. Untested. Still, will probably not be a problem.

When the next person came in, Elena couldn't supress a sigh this time. "Good morning, Neil. Don't try to act close, first names are fine, keep the relationship profesional, it's much less awkward for the both of us."

Neil Erin was...puzzling. Clearly her grandfather had seen something in him, but for the life of her, it was hard to see. Still, he seemed genuine enough, and is passably skilled, so she wasn't going to object.

And then the last one.

"Don't call me El." She lost count of how many times she had to say that. Anna Jacobs was ambitious and driven. If only she took things more seriously.

"And yes, Miss Jacobs, we'll probably need to look at important legal documents today, but mostly it's just finalizing everything, practicing the opening ceremony so that we don't trip over ourselves...and we'll get the season's script outlines too, I think."

Juuuuuust Outside the Meeting Room

Fluffy glanced to the left, then to the right, and smiled. The hallway was clear of staff at the moment, which was just perfect for her! If anyone inside the room kept an eye on the door, they'd see a curious puddle seep in from underneath. Fluffy took 5 or 6 steps back and with a running start smashed her way into the meeting room, puddle freezing underneath her feet as she slid in with all the grace of a slippery penguin.

"Super Fluffy!" The girl's puffy white costume puffed up even more as she hit the couch closest to the door, rolling over the edge and landing onto the couch cushions on her back. Giggling, the now round fluff ball set herself upright. "Hope Fluffy's not late~"

There was a brief beat before she looked around her, wondering if she accidentally bowled anyone over.

Meeting Room, zapping in!

Quite suddenly, a yellow clad meido stumbled into the room, having tripped on the ice patch, hair a mess, visor askew. Lucky for her, it was enough to have her currently blue eyes, be obscured.

Craaap crap crap crap! I can't believe I was almost late!

Asakusa Momorin was, to say the least, a mess, even moreso as her current persona was already a mess. She shifts to Lightning Form quick enough and let's loose a hardy, "Howdy, everybody!'' in a think, but obviously forced, Japanese accent.

edited 22nd Nov '17 5:57:47 PM by Skyzerk

Meeting Room

Neil gave a snide chuckle. "Wasn't planning on it. Not like we really have much reason to act like family. By this point its only really family ties by legal document." He gave a shrug. "Don't get me wrong tho, the old man's gesture is severely heartwarming. I actually have a place to be now. Who knows, maybe in the future we will be like family."

He thought for a moment. "Not anytime soon though. This is still awkward."

Soma had to start taking short steps to avoid slipping out of his sandals on the inexplicable ice patch leading into the room. "Did something happen?" he said, glancing around the room in his blue polo shirt and khaki pants and briefly wondering if he'd missed a memo about the dress code for this meeting when he saw the heroes who were already in costume. The cutesie fox eared character featured on his shoulder bag detracted some from his attempt to look somewhat professional, but as per his sponsorship deal he had to have something of theirs for passers by to see while he was out of the house today.

edited 22nd Nov '17 6:42:14 PM by BlitzTrain

MEETING ROOM

The smell of sweat and nicotine heralded the entrance of the former gangbanger Lazarus Mendez. He wore a red tank top, athletic shorts and MMA gloves with mayan designs on the back. "Howdy folks." He said, puffing on a cigarette.

His foot hit the ice and he slipped a bit before getting his feet under him, he stood there, looking around. "Again?"

edited 22nd Nov '17 7:16:15 PM by TroyandHawk

Meeting Room.

The day had barely begun and already things were sounding like they were going to be a pain in the ass with those irritating voices echoing from the meeting room. ...Whatever, the sooner it was over and dealt with would mean anything that could be considered 'fun' would be less of a wait to deal with.

And that short air-head that bolted right past him earlier while sliding into the meeting room while leaving stupid patch of ice he had to avoid wasn't exactly helping his first impressions either. Regardless, he finally walked into the room with time to spare and glancing over at Elena speaking up.

"Then if they don't show up on time, we get the show on the friggin' road. If people can't drag their sorry asses out of bed on time, that's their problem." Max retorted in response to "I don't care if any of you go by the cheesy motto or excuse that 'true' heroes always arrive late, that doesn't apply for things like this."

With that said, the man with raven colored hair and piercing red eyes simply sat down in a chair, leaning back and still looking somewhat grumpy.

Meeting Room

With every one else starting to show up, a pair of synthetic ears twitched on the couch. Giving them a quick glance looking up from her portable games screen the fox shaped humanoid quickly retreated back down into her game. "Please don't notice me, please don't notice me, there is going to be enough of that once I am actually on the television" she mused to herself. Having never actually had a choice in the whole public appearance thing, she was quite timid about it despite doing it for the entirety of her short life, making maters worse was the new market and the expectations put on her to establish herself and her brand.

It was about then that she heard it was a quarter too, with a small gulp followed by a deep breath, she pocketed her PSX and took out a brush in its place, and began the process of making sure that all her fur was knot free and untangled.

Meeting Room A-12, Miraculous Media Main Office, August 25, 2115, 7:45 AM

The latest newcomer, on Max's tail, wasn't so lucky, seeing as he'd been preoccupied by sending a text. Dressed elegantly in a grey oxford shirt and with matching slacks and blazer, Bayard Khan was an elegantly-slipping heap. So focused was he on his phone while rushing for Room A-12 that he completely missed the ice patch and slipped.

With a strangled cry, one of the most physically-capable graduates of KEU slipped into the room on his back, carried by both ice and momentum. Miraculously, he still had his phone. He struggled to his feet, eyes wild and furious.

"There's ice on the freaking floor," Bayard spat, quickly straightening his clothes and dignity. "What the hell!?"

edited 22nd Nov '17 7:47:48 PM by KR_Vandal

Alicia had chosen today to dress in what she called her Asskicking Outfit. She wore a tight white tee depicting a fake comic book cover of a real adventures her parents went on: ‘’THE INCREDIBLE ADVENTURES OF OBERON AND LILITH: ISSUE 137: TOMB OF THE SNAKE MEN!’’ She’d cropped it short to show off her soft, dark midriff, with a shining gold stud set in her belly button. She set it off with a pair of black boots with gold trim and a pair of high-waisted denim shorts. Dressed sharp, but still for August weather. Also not literally for asskicking, because for one thing it’d be a cold day in hell before she ruined any of her bras; motherfuckers cost like half a rent check each.

Her parents both texted her good luck today, but she didn’t want to think about them right now; it wasn’t worth the worry. The two of them were sweet and kind, and smart and savvy, but they were also both on canes and withered echoes of their former glory. Their Flaws had done them in, and she wasn’t gonna let the same happen to her. She hadn’t let it do anything too nasty to her over her years at KEU, and it wasn’t about to start now.

She heard vague noises from down the hall, but Alicia didn’t hear exactly what was up. Instead, she strode into a scene of low key chaos; one of them, it seemed, was wearing her uniform for one. That or she just liked maids, which was fair too. They were low key still popular for sure, and it wasn’t like the maid chick was the only one biting the 00s with Alicia in her own pair of Wilson Perry designer cat ears and tail. She could feel tension in the air, at least a little.

For her entrance proper, Alicia negotiated the ice with a spinning slide from ice to carpet, extending one leg while keeping the other in the doorway to basically skid across the ice and get both legs onto carpet into a high split with a look of intense concentration. This wasn’t ‘’easy’’ for her, but she at least knew what she was doing here. She brought her other leg over the ice, then took a seat at the table, winking to... Elena right? Her new boss. Whatever. Right past the guy freaking out about the ice.

“Fun. Rehearsal, right?” She asked. “We get to wear our costumes?”

Alright Dani, this is your big day, the red-headed demon thought to herself, a bit of pep in her step as she hurried to the meeting room. "Starting now, you are the latest member of Hero TV! Assuming things go well, you might get some more attention, but try not to lose sight of the true goal here: helping make New Hope a better place.''

Soon, she entered the room, spotting her girlfriend whom had already arrived here. She waved at her, a grin on her face... before she slipped on a patch of ice and fell flat on her back.

"Ow..."

Meeting Room

Jules smiled and waved as Danielle came in...only for the pink haired girl to slip and fall much like several others who'd just entered the room. Jules wasted no time in getting up, walking over to Danielle, and attempting to help her back up to her feet.

"You alright, Dani?", she asked.

Meeting Room

Elena nodded at Neil. "Agreed. Let's not try to force anything. ....For what it's worth, Louisa likes you."

She bit down the sudden jealousy. She was never close to her little sister, but....

Her musing was then broken by quite literally the most irritating entrance that she ever had the misfortune to witness. Ugh, of all the immature, attention seeking...

She fixed a glare at "Fluffy", speaking in her coldest tone. "That was completely unecessary, Miss Shepherd. This is a business meeting, save the dramatics for the audience. Now sit down before you hurt someone."

....Bayard and Danielle chose that moment to come slipping in.

"Case in point." She muttered dryly.

When Max made his comment, she turned to look at him. "Yes, well, I expect the team to conduct themselves professionally as tardiness can lead to their contracts being terminated."

Then, lastly at Alicia, "Yes, we'll be having a dry run, and yes you'll get a chance to try on your uniform."

She refused to say "costume".

edited 22nd Nov '17 9:01:33 PM by GrimHelm

Meeting room

As he entered the room, Danny took a moment to look around and see just how many eyes were on him. While he was looking forward to getting to know the rest of the amassed heroes, the man known as Crackdown cared more about making sure that his face didn't get out into the public. Sitting down and kicking his feet onto the table, Daniel called out to Elena "Hey, boss lady, these guys aren't gonna be leaking pictures of my face online yeah?" this was punctuated by Daniel jerking a thumb in the direction of the cameras.

Meeting Room

Ann wasn't done yet and seized onto a new opportunity. "So your highness, boring legal documents, dry run and then we go to the tailors to get our costumes adjusted before our live debut?" She asked, her tone would sound completely genuine to most people.

She then looked over at the mess that was occurring, stood up and strutted until she hit the ice patch at which she made a point to slide across to the coffee machine and pour herself a cup which she filled with a large amount of milk.

"Don't think I've heard that one before" Soma said as Max commented about using heroism as an excuse for tardiness, though he had to agree there wasn't much of an excuse for being late to, what was supposed to be an important meeting. Seemed like there must be a lot of stress on the paperwork side given how testy Elena was sounding though.

Nothing for it but to take a seat and make sure his tail wasn't going to fall asleep and get the boring official stuff taken care of as smoothly as possible, no point grandstanding in here.

Meeting Room, mind is in chaos

I am going too kill Kaz when I get home. Why did he talk me into this!?!

Denki Girl looks around a bit, "Lot of interesting people have arrived! Er...it's a pleasure to meet you all~" shemanages to pep out.

Lightniiiiing. You can at least drop the accent!

But it's so fuuuuun~!

Not for me it isnt! Look around! Look at the woman who's dressed so much better! I feel so out of place!

She was looking at Elena at that thought. A stark contrast to the proper dress she had, Deki Girl had a slightly frilly maid's uniform, complete with puffy sleeves and a "window" of sorts to show off her "assets"

Internally, Asakusa Momorin continues to sceam

Meeting Room

Elena bit her tongue before she could say something really impolite to Ann. Seething, she managed to say something reasonably cordial.

"....That's about right. Not the terminology I would use, but..."

Then, when Daniel inquired about the cameras, she shook her head.

"Don't call me that. And you don't have to worry, those are just security cameras, like every office does. I assure you this is completely private."

She glanced at Momorin but didn't say anything beyond a disapproving look.

edited 23rd Nov '17 5:25:35 AM by GrimHelm

Enter the Amazing Bas

At the entrance to the meeting room appeared a giant, 2.5 meters (8.2 feet) tall large man with a bull's head including a dark brown nuzzle lighter fur, a large goatee two horns on his head, two black eyes and long hair brown flowing hair ending on his large muscular shoulders, and dressed in a plain red t-shirt, an unzipped black leather jacket and white jeans, the bull man held a large red bass guitar ◊ (only with four strings instead of five). "Are you all ready to be rocked?!" The large man yelled as began to slide into the room with his guitar close and ready to play.

Alas his plans were foiled, by a fierce obstacle, someone had left a slippery hazard in his way, and while trying to slide and play his guitar whatever balance he mustered was utterly annihilated, realizing there were 2 people in his path he quickly held his guitar above his head so it wouldn't be harmed, he crashed into Bayard and Lazarus badly, but his instrument was fine. "I'm fine! No injury luckily enough, although maybe next time don't put hazards at the entrance" he chuckled before trying to stand up and after few seconds, managing some balance, he put his hands towards Bayard, trying to help the man up from his fall. "Sorry dude, the two of you okay there?"

edited 23rd Nov '17 10:16:29 AM by LiorVal

Meeting Room A-12, Miraculous Media Main Office, August 25, 2115, 7:45 AM and counting

The sting of his minor embarrassment had almost faded away. Handkerchief in hand, Bayard was already working on drying his pants and blazer. Already, he was regretting arriving just in the nick of time.

And then Bas slipped in, a howling mass with roughly the size and momentum of a runaway streetcar.

Bayard knocked backwards off his feet. He bounced off of the bovine Gifted's heavy mass and rolled down onto the floor. The pain in his leg and side came back for another round. For a brief moment, the neatly-dressed and sandy blonde Hero wished he had not gotten out of bed this morning. It was warm there. Safe, with the warmth of Camellia Dalton beside him and the promise of a big breakfast later. Bayard was also now tempted to lie there and in the hope that gravity would finally be finished with him.

But he let Bas help him up. Once again, he checked himself over and was quietly dismayed to see a tear in his blazer. "I just bought this," he sighed before looking up at Bas. "No harm done, other than to my outfit." Bayard shrugged off the garment and carried it over his arm.

edited 23rd Nov '17 8:14:23 AM by KR_Vandal