Oni-Senada Spotlight by roymeo
Oni-Senada formed from the merger of two smaller corporations: Onidata which designed less expensive ways to produce products and simplfied designs of existing products and Senada Manufacturing which was the producer of medium to lower quality merchandise. The combination, while profitable, isn't necessarily the first name in quality. But O-S occasionally works for those who can get by on less fancy products, have little money, or need equipment where having it is more important than quality. Oni-Senada specializes in look-a-likes, generic versions, quality look with cheap construction, and buttons which do nothing. One of the major benefits of the corporation is that they rarely put their logo where it is immediately visible or use front companies with similar yet legal look-a-like logos. Not all products made by Oni-Senada are low quality, they are just best known for the low quality ones, "No wonder...Oni-Senada!!" being a clichhd punch-line and "Oni-Senada?!? Oh Shit!!!" being worn famous last words. Low-tech and mass produced items as well as less complicated lower yield high-tech items are their specialty. Many mega-corps do not appreciate Oni-Senada. They flood the market with cheaper merchandise lowering prices and often lower public opinion of the other mega-corps products with their look-a-likes. But Oni-Senada is like a hydra, as soon as one area becomes non-profitable or risky they move on to the next area just as quickly. Since their production methods are cheap there is little damage that can be done. Despite these annoyances to the other mega-corps, Oni-Senada does also benefit mega-corps as the public learns to distrust no-names and buys directly from chain stores. "DIE YOU SLIMEY SCUM!!!" our hero cries while running into the direct line of fire. Even amid all the noise and explosions everything seems quiet. So quiet that the dry, impotent clicking of his weapon sounds thunderous. So too, the laser rifle shot's hitting his body, flesh boiling and steam escaping. Everything becomes so quiet that we hear only the rusting of synth against skin and then the body hitting the floor. The gun hits the floor along with the body, breaks part of the butt open. There we see an emblem half reflected as our hero's eyes fill with water, mouth fills with blood. Then a final booming voice fills the silence: O-S's corporate HQ location (Rupert's Hole) just begs for goofy slogans and logos: "Straight from the Hole" "Here's one from the Hole" "What Hole did you pull this out of?"   Headquarters: Lake Geneva, Rupert's Hole (Cassidine) Chief Executive: Ernie G. Xagyg Subsidiaries: Look-a-likes of virtually every mega-corp or manufacturer of quality. Allies: None Enemies: Makers of quality merchandise and name-brands Occasional Opposition: Anyone with taste |
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