Harry Ryan has two first names (sybarite) wrote in rooms, @ 2014-04-09 23:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !marvel comics, *narrative, harry osborn |
narrative; harry osborn
All it really took was a sour mood and high blood alcohol content for Harry to return to Oscorp. It was common for his father to stay in his top floor office most of the time. Harry's destination was a few floors below that on one of the many research levels, behind an inconspicuous glass door that required an eight digit security code for entrance. It'd been the haven of his own little pet project, research that he'd financed, with scientists that he'd hired. It was all his, the first thing that he'd been able to call his own that really felt like it belonged to him.
A curiosity put into action when Harry unexpectedly took over Oscorp. He'd wanted it to be his first success while in charge, but the months had gone on and on with only minor progress of any significance. Eventually, the progress reports stopped coming at all, but Harry hadn't quite accepted that it was over until now. Until his father came back so suddenly. Without warning, Norman Osborn swept back into Oscorp and shut down a half dozen different programs that Harry'd initiated during his reign. They hadn't been especially successful despite the funding provided to them, but Harry'd thought that the researchers just needed time. Time that Norman apparently didn't have the patience for. Harry couldn't blame him.
Harry was drunk enough to see the situation in varying shades of his own worthlessness. He was a joke, and his research had been a joke, and maybe he was feeling just petty enough to want to destroy the progress that he had made. Because he typed in one code after another and canceled out the programs despite the red blinking warning that flashed across the screen.
Warning
System Improperly Shut Down
Warning
Fail-safes Cannot Be Found
Warning
Well, that didn't look good.