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Johnstone Convention Center.
New Athens, Castleburg.
Interacts With: Oracle [@shylarah], Blast [@Hitman], Ardent [@ManyThings]
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Today was a fun day, and Madison had been glad to have the day off to enjoy the festivities. She'd seen the parade start and she'd followed it part of the way, but there was only so much fun to be had at the parade once the novelty had worn off, so she then entered the convention proper. Madison was in a long-sleeved t-shirt, a skirt, leggings and boots, and was wearing her hair in a ponytailand underneath a baseball cap. Her nails were also painted dark cherry red, and her accent was immediately identifiable as Californian. It was no surprise that she wasn't being recognisedas a Hero, even in the company of hardcore hero fans. After all, Wireframe was a hero who's athletic build, muscular arms and toned abdomen were constantly on display. She wore a mask, had long, flowing blonde hair and drove a motorbike. Even if Madison told people her identity, a good percentage of them wouldn't even believe her. She'd even seen a stall selling homemade merch of Wireframe among others, and even the vendor of that stall didn't recognise her. She was glad. She'd always stived to keep both lives separate so she could live an ordinary life out in public.

She had a fun morning visiting stalls, buying merch (including said Wireframe merch) and talking to Heros she looked up to at their own booths. She collected autographs of more than one of her childhood heroes. Today was truly the highlight of her month. As it approached lunchtime. She joined the queue for the food vendors, with a coffee in hand. She waited almost half an hourin the queue and was glad to have gotten here early as the queue behind her was getting even larger. When she was the third in line, her watch beeped, and she flicked her wrist to see the face as it buzzed to life.

[color=lightslategray]"Attention, heroes. I need a group of you to assist me at the Johnstone Convention Center. If you are available, please come and meet behind the stage. You will be rewarded for your time."[/color]

Madison was never one to turn down requests.Even after one year in service, she was still a small-time Hero. She had a humble fanbase but rarely made the news, as she was more the type to assist in saving people from danger and general public assistance, than the exciting strong Heroes who beat up the bad guys and saved the day. Still, she was hungry, and almost ready to be served at the food vendor, so she didn't head straight to the stage.

By the time Madison arrived at the stage, three quarters of a hot dog in her hand, four other eager volunteers had already managed beat her there. She heard the tale end of the conversation. They were wondering why they'd been summoned. Madison wasn't sweating the details. She trusted that Hugo Powers wouldn't make them do something too unreasonable, if he hadn't hand-picked the Heroes. This wasn't a mission, just a favor. She recognised Blast, and she recognised the one in costume as the vigilante who'd joined H.E.R.O. recently. She also recognised another of the group.

[color=PaleTurquoise]"Amuné!"[/color] The new arrival exclaimed, beaming wide as she raised both hands in the air, keeping a gripof the hot dog. She could not look or sound more like a Valley girl if she tried. [color=PaleTurquoise]"It's been forever! How have you been?"[/color]