Good news, everyone! (set after everyone has rested from plot and slowed their collective roll)

[googledox]

[Brainy went to the Medbay and to see Dr. Ryk'rr for his post-mission debrief, as ordered. Standard procedure. But he hasn't slept. Of course he hasn't slept. He's been very, very busy. Especially since this is something that he couldn't find information about alone -- he's been putting in calls all night to countless other scientists in countless other institutions and government organizations.]

I checked four-hundred fifty different survey programs, run by various institutions and government organizations, and according to the most recent remote surveys that have estimated the size of the material universe, most data indicates that this universe is the same estimated size that it was when last assayed.

Except for every probe that has passed by a particular, distant, uninhabited sector of the Milky Way Galaxy.

Every single data compilation from every probe that passed through that sector has registered the existence of unexplained chronal and spatial anomalies, and that readings in that area indicate that the material universe is now at a size that is unquantifiably larger. It's as if this universe now simply has no end, even when its overall mass was once at a generally estimable size before.

In this sector, the fabric of spacetime is also twisted in configurations that the fabric of reality shouldn't even be capable of contorting into according to all known laws of astrophysics.

Every one of these organizations and institutions dismissed these anomalous readings as statistical outliers or equipment malfunctions. Due the probes often having long-distance sweeps that sometimes take them years or months to complete, it's only within the last few months that they started running diagnostics on their respective probes and start contacting other organizations to compare results. Since they had yet to determine a cause for such clearly impossible readings, they hadn't yet escalated notice of these readings to the appropriate authorities.

[Brainy draws in a deep breath.]

In layman's terms, something has attached itself to that sector of the galaxy. Something that has a mass larger than the entirety of this universe. Larger than the entire mass of multiple universes.

I've instructed the UP Council to bar all space travel to the area and plan to send my own probe to gather readings on the region, but as of this moment, I can say with almost 99.999% certainty, after seeing the readings I saw, that the Time Trapper was telling the truth.

There is no other possible explanation.

Comments

[legionnpcs]

I know I haven't talked to many of you beyond asking you to join the Legion and letting you know my door is open if you need anything. I've always felt that my role with the Legion has just been being free with my wallet and quietly letting it do what it does best.

But by damn, after yesterday, if now's not the time to say something I don't know what is.

The Legion has always been a symbol of the dream of the United Planets, a group of sentients that were all different species, from all different worlds, working together for the greater good. There have been times that dream almost died -- usually after painful losses that were hard to come back from.

The one the team suffered a little over a year ago was one of them.

Seeing you all come together the way you did yesterday, people from all different species and worlds, even from different universes, trying your best to save a world that isn't your own -- it made it clearer than ever that that dream is still alive and well.

Whatever comes next, whatever threats you have to face because of this Chronoblivion, you're true Legionnaires. Already. Even those of you that are brand new. I know you'll see it through.

[googledox]

[Brainy sits at his lab table in the Science Labs, facing the viewscreen and leans his head against his hand. He looks a little less grim now, but both eyebrows raise.]

Mmm. Well.

I suppose there really is only one thing that can be said in the face of impossible odds against an impossible enemy attempting to cause the total obliteration of spacetime and the cessation of all life in the multiverse:

[The corners of his mouth quirk up ever so slightly.]

Long live the Legion.

[relativityspeaking]

[Jazmin kicks her feet up onto her desk, leaning back in her chair. There's a small smile on her face too.]

Long live the Legion.

You know, last time something like this happened, I got to punch the cause backward through time. Someone else want to call dibs this go-round?

[iamresponding]

Is it corny catchphrase time now? 'Cause I'm real good at those.

[Rich grins a big stupid grin.]

Long live the Legion.

[captainbuzzkill]

Long live the Legion!

[Dipper throws his noodle arms up in the air.]

Honestly, given how many of us have apparently already dealt with apocalypses -- like, plural -- this isn't the worst set up we could have.

[leverageintceo]

That sounds like it's supposed to be a rallying cry. I find they work better when it's more concrete than abstract, so if I may:

[Parker grins, eyes alight. When she speaks, it's with enthusiasm, like someone making a proclamation.]

Let's go steal all of time and space.

[thethinzooline]

I like this one better.

You can't make me say the other one.

[whyarewehere]

I don't know, I kind of like the living part. Living's pretty important.

[kingtyrantranger]

Can't go wrong with living long and prospering.

[iamresponding]

Live long the Legion and prosper?

[Nerd alert.]

[fourstars]

That's not grammatically correct.

[ Nerd alert intensifies. ]

[whyarewehere]

All three of you are going to nerd hell.

[leverageintceo]

Is it still the Age of the Geek? Because back home, it was the Age of the Geek.

[whyarewehere]

If it were the Age of the Geek, then this guy I know would be king. So no.