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[cw: Suicide. The Catastrophists are very self-destructive.]

[Moving Apokolips isn't easy but one thing's for sure - it must be done. Its current location is heavily guarded, yes, but known to the Catastrophists. The only way to guarantee they won't try to reignite it again is to make it so it can no longer be found, but that entails moving an entire planet. Even more difficult: moving one that's massive compared to other worlds. Apokolips is enormous, and the New Gods had been the size of giants, only rendered as small as normal humanoids by their boom tubes when visiting the rest of the galaxy. For the UP and Legion to work on Apokolips, Brainy had to modify the threshold gates to work with boom tube technology so anyone passing through is adjusted to the right size.]

[Fortunately, he's no longer the only Brainiac working on problems like these. Computo left him with some useful information about mother box technology before wandering off to travel through the galaxy in an attempt to find leads on ways the Legion can fight Chronoblivion. And Brainiac 6's naturally intuitive understanding of dimensional harmonics has helped Brainy figure out how to make a threshold gate system large enough to not only move the planet somewhere more hidden but also to permanently render it a size more fitting for the humanoids guarding it.]

[So everything seems to be going okay. The team has been told to be ready to be deployed, in case anything goes wrong, but so far - for once - something seems to be happening without it exploding into a crisis.]

[When Brainy shows up on the comms to report in on their progress, he's on the planet and engineering teams behind him can be seen working on components that will be T-gated into orbit and fitted together into a very large, specialized threshold gate in space. Even without Apokolips being active, the backdrop he's reporting from is eerie. The place looks the way one might imagine hell if all its fires were extinguished.]

Progress on the relocation of Apokolips is proceeding apace. The different engineering teams each only have the information they need to perform their specific task in the construction, so knowledge of where the planet is being relocated to is still secure. The joint Legion and Science Police garrison on the planet is also reporting no suspicious activity. Provided that there are no unexpected...impediments, construction should be finished within the hour, and the relocation process itself should only take a half hour.

[ooc: Everything in the first thread is visible to the team, but only comment under the briefing post. Only those in the plot can comment.]
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[Tucker looked...well, it was hard to tell because his helmet's on, but there was something annoyed in his movements. Behind him was a room that seemed mostly barren and militaristic aside from the tossed about mess, a room that might seem familiar to his Chorus friends really, and the camera shook a little as he plucked something off a wall. It was turned over in his hand before he pointed it at the camera. A photograph, one with five human kids holding basketballs, and one that's...a little different.]

Since someone brought it up and now we're talking about it, yeah, I've got a kid. His name is Junior and he's amazing and I'm super freakin' proud of him. He can kick anyone's ass in basketball, is a freaking diplomat and on a scholarship, he knows at least ten different words for "dick", and he hasn't bitten a person in at least three months. He got a ribbon at school for that one.

[He pulled the picture back and put it on the wall again; there was one in his wallet, too. He was, in some few and far between ways, like every other dad out there, just with better jokes.]

He's the best goddamn thing about being a Chosen One. [There was a momentary pause, because--]...Okay, so maybe he's tied with the sword.

Don't ask specifics. Just know that childbirth sucks, I don't want to talk about that, but I'll tell you how damn amazing my son is if you want to listen. And I know I'm not the only one with weird families, so come on and spill it.
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[ The post drifts up onto the comms one evening, just a simple line of text to ask a simple question:]

guys, how do aliens know when other aliens are hot?
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[ Hey guys, you like disgruntled teenagers? Because here's one right now! Sitting in the med-bay, wearing a hospital gown, and looking equal parts frustrated and confused. ]

So uh.

I feel like I've done this before.

[ A pause, as he glances to the side in thought. Before finally: ]

Am I stuck in a time loop? Because if I am, and no one else has caught it yet, I'm calling supervillain shenanigans.
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[ So it's an introduction announcement on the network. Those aren't new. What might be is the fact that the face taking up the screen is in focus, but everything behind him appears to be whizzing past at remarkable speed.

Is he...skating? And where is that music coming from? ]


Hey, what's up people? This is Lúcio. Just arrived yesterday, and man!

[ He cranes his neck around in emphasis, grinning widely. Someone's staring expression blurs past, blink and you'd miss it, as he twists around. Now apparently skating backwards to get a full 360 view. ]

This place really is massive. Bigger than a lot of cities back home, and I saw a lot of them while I was on tour.

Anyway. New to the Legion, but not new to the fight. Hit me up if you wanna practice in the gym, hang out, or grab a pick-up game. Can't help but feel I'm getting a little rusty on these things.

[ Flipping back around, he weaves to the side to avoid knocking into to someone, before beaming at the camera and giving a little wave. ]

See ya!
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[He almost doesn't want to make the stupid video but he knows that, as much as he wants to, he can't just hide away until the next mission, ninja in, and start doing...whatever. Hero stuff. Whatever it is that heroes do.]

[God, he's done it this time, hasn't he? Gotten into yet more hero crap, and he doesn't even know these assholes. At least back home, he and the other Remedial kids are friends now. Sure, he's hoping to eventually use them in his whole quest for vengeance, but at this point, they'd probably help out with that willingly.]

[Now he's got to make nicey nice with a bunch of strangers, when it was already hard enough to do it the first time. And apparently he's not allowed to kill anybody if he joins up with their outfit. The only way to really face this threat to all their worlds is with this stupid team, and that means he's got to follow their stupid rules.]

[So it's a very cranky ninja that appears on screen. His face is cowled; the small bit of skin that's visible is a bright blue. Two pointy white horns jut out from the sides of his forehead, and his eyes glow with a menacing orange glow. Even though his face is cowled, the way his eyes are crinkled up make it clear he's scowling under there.]

[When he speaks, his voice is low and raspy. He sounds like the teenage boy he is, but definitely the kind of teenage boy that smokes six packs a day. Also the Joisey accent is pretty unmistakable.]

'Sup, losers. My name's Kyou Tanaka. I've been told there's some kind of cosmic whatever we've gotta stab repeatedly in the face.

Which is a good thing because apparently the morons in charge of this outfit won't let us stab anything else in the face.

So you're going to not be seeing me hanging around a lot. I say "not" on account of, y'know, ninja. But on the off chance you ever do see me, like when I move in for the ki - uh, punching, for the punching - don't shoot me or blow me up with butt lasers or anything. I can heal from it, but seeing as most of you can't heal when I inevitably throw a shuriken in your eye on sheer reflex, you should probably save us both the trouble.

[He pauses. Shit, what else is he supposed to say?]

I guess I'm supposed to tell you my "superhero" name. [Quotey fingers. He only has four fingers on each hand.] It's Murderizer McKillinstuff.

[Another pause.]

Just because I'm following your stupid no-killing rules doesn't mean I have to like it.
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Shellee: Hello, fans of justice and righteous fury! I'm Shellee Star!

Tammee:: And I'm Tammee Tim!

Together: Welcome to another Legionnaire Legacy!

Shellee: Tonight we delve into the past of the daugher of Overwatch itself - Blue Falcon!


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[The Legion World staff maintains a feed of all Legion-related media so Legionnaires can be kept abreast of any reporting that's done on them. Two women appear on the screen, sitting at a desk, their appearances altered by glam filters so that one is all pink hair and skin and sparkles, and the other is all in blues. They look pretty flashy and tacky but this is the future. Reporters don't exist anymore; they're "personalities" now.]

Shellee: I'm Shellee Star! [That would be the pink one.]

Tammee: And I'm Tammee Tim! [That would be the blue one.]

Shellee: And this is another investigative episode of Legion Watch: Legionnaire Legacies! Today, we're taking a closer look at one of the newest Legionnaires.

Tammee: That's right, Shellee. This scarred sharpshooter is driven by a strong need to see justice done - to see the good guys get ahead and the bad guys behind bars. It's a noble goal, but as we all know, good intentions only get you so far.

Shellee: Too true, Tammee. Our subject started off with the best of intentions, but it led him to some dark places. Every time he saw a criminal escape prosecution thanks to powerful friends or a legal loophole, it chipped away at his faith in the rule of law. Eventually, he decided to throw those rules out all together.

Tammee: And while everyone loves a bad boy, some might say that he took things too far when he took the law into his own hands - and paid for it when it all fell apart around him.

Shellee: Tonight's story is one of redemption - a good man making bad choices, and being brought back after losing everything. Let's get to know the Legion's resident loose cannon cop: Archangel!


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[There is a nerdy looking teenager on the Omnicomm, clad in a slightly more advanced version of the Spider-Man suit than many who knew any of his counterparts would be familiar with.]

..so...um..Hi? Sorry, Never really had to introduce myself to a 31st-century superhero team. I guess I should just jump right in? I'm Peter. Peter Parker. And it case It wasn't obvious, I'm also Spider-Man. Powers are being able to do whatever a spider can. Well, mostly. The webbing isn't biological, it's actually a shear-thinning adhesive I made which is...not really something I need to talk about right now.

I've been doing this for a while, already, although not really anywhere near this kind of scale. Mostly just normal crime. Biggest thing I've ever had to deal with by myself was fighting a guy with wings on the outside of a cargo plane. That was flying. And also invisible. Which was kind of completely terrifying, but not thing eating everything that will ever exist terrifying.

Also, I should add one more thing just so people don't think I'm talking to myself like a crazy person. Or crazier person, anyways. Apparently, she thinks she can patch into the omnicomm to take it from here, so I'll let her do that.

Hello there. My name is Karen. I'm an AI developed by Tony Stark to assist Peter in his work as Spider-Man and help him control the various functions of his suit. It's nice to meet you.

Anyways, that's me, I guess. What about you guys? Who am I teaming up with?

[Video]

Sep. 10th, 2017 09:51 pm
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Is the anon meme always this ... [He trails off, swirling the half-empty highball of something alcoholic in his hand as he searches for the right word. He settles on:] Colorful?

[He chuckles, scrolling down the page. Facially, he's not the easiest guy to read, but everything here just screams amusement.]
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[cw: While there is mention of child abuse, it's in regards to charges pressed, nothing graphic is shown.]

[The Legion World staff maintains a feed of all Legion-related media so Legionnaires can be kept abreast of any reporting that's done on them. Two women appear on the screen, sitting at a desk, their appearances altered by glam filters so that one is all pink hair and skin and sparkles, and the other is all in blues. They look pretty flashy and tacky but this is the future. Reporters don't exist anymore; they're "personalities" now. More serious news outlets have already reported on the Brainiacs; this is one of the fluffier retrospective programs that have aired.]

Shellee: I'm Shellee Star! [That would be the pink one.]

Tammee: And I'm Tammee Tim! [That would be the blue one.]

Together: And this is Legion Watch! [They say it in unison in the perkiest voices possible and a stylized graphic of the words "Legion Watch" appear at the bottom of the screen. Occasional clickable sidelinks pop up as the news show goes on.]
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[When Kid Q shows on screen, her costume is singed, she's got a few bandaged burns, and she's got a very rakish eyepatch (which will fortunately be temporary). Beyond looking about as dinged up as they all are, she's beaming. And yet exhausted.]

[That doesn't mean she's got a whole motivational speech prepared like usual.]

I'm gonna try to make this as motivational as usual, but seeing as I only slept 3 hours over the past three days, I make no promises. [She gestures "no" dramatically with her arm.]
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[ CW: Non-sexual child abuse (by parent), spousal abuse, patricide, self-injury, death of children, abusive other authority figures

Additional notes: 1. All the superheroes, New Warriors or not, will be identified with a chyron stating, at minimum, their codename. Most will also have team affiliation and superpower because that’s how comic books roll. 2. The links provided are totally optional. It's how holovids work, and we're taking advantage of the concept to link to a few scenes that we feel flesh things out a bit more.
]

[ The Legion World staff maintains a feed of all Legion-related media so Legionnaires can be kept abreast of any reporting that's done on them. Two women appear on the screen, sitting at a desk, their appearances altered by glam filters so that one is all pink hair and skin and sparkles, and the other is all in blues. They look pretty flashy and tacky but this is the future. Reporters don't exist anymore; they're "personalities" now. ]

Shellee: I'm Shellee Star! [That would be the pink one. ]

Tammee: And I'm Tammee Tim! [That would be the blue one. ]

Shellee: Welcome to another installment of Legion Watch: Legionnaire Legacies. On this episode, we've got a treat for all you Legion Lovers! Today, we again follow the story of two Legionnaires whose lives are too intertwined to feature separately! Settle in, sentients, while we take a look at Vance Astrovik and Robbie Baldwin.


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Sep. 4th, 2017 04:13 pm
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[Somebody's kid got hold of an omnicomm...or at least that's the logical assumption, until the small human girl in the video starts speaking.]

Hi, I'm Valeria Richards. Since everything's still a mess from the latest supervillain attack, I'm going to be picking up some of Mr. Brainy's [yes she absolutely just called him that] workload to help stuff get back to what passes for normal.

[Did she check with Brainy before announcing this? Well, unless he shows up to contradict her, can you prove she didn't?

Val recognizes that being betrayed, discovering you have a kid you never knew about, and then being assimilated by your evil borg queen great-grandchild is going to knock anyone for a loop and she really is trying to help. It's just that her social skills are questionable at best when the scenario isn't "lying to get out of trouble."]


I'm not entirely up to speed on this reality's physics yet, so don't ask me to alter any universal constants before next week sometime. [Unless she has the best poker face known to science, that does not appear to be a joke.] Anything else, no problem.
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[ Given recent events, seeing Zenyatta on the screen may or may not be welcomed. He sits in lotus position with his hands folded in front of him. His mala spins quickly before he takes a deep, calming breath. The orbs slow. ]

Greetings, fellow Legionnaires. I am Zenyatta... just Zenyatta for now. I could not think of another name for myself.

I understand that have joined after a difficult time, so I would like to offer my aid. My biome is open to anyone who seeks some peace, a place for meditation and reflection, or simply to visit. It is far too big for a single omnic and his houseplant roommates, but we are all good listeners.

[ He chuckles. A life of wandering doesn't lead to many chances to take of plants. He'll probably end up helping in the farm biome in the near future. For now, he's indulging his green thumb in this manner.

And yes, Zenyatta is the kind to talk to his plants.
]

While this is unrelated to my previous offer, is there anyone who knows this place well? It would be easy to get lost in a place as large as this.

[ He's actually not all that worried about becoming lost. Zenyatta could easily wander and explore by himself, but he hopes someone would like to show him around. Let's become friends! ]

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Aug. 28th, 2017 07:45 pm
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[Recovering from her first major mission, Claire throws herself into a project she's been working on since she arrived. Today, it is nearing finished, although there are still some holes she needs to address. This she can't do without a bit of help. A video feed opens to Claire sitting at her desk in her office that is her habitat. You know, the one with the perfectly manicured and fabulously landscaped grounds? With the architecturally interesting buildings? Yeah, that one.]

[She smiles for the camera.]

Good evening, Legion. I hope everyone is recovering from the recent missions.

[She definitely took a spa day or two.]

If anyone is interested in a less active sort of mission, I have just the thing. I am looking for a handful of volunteers to travel with me to Korugar, Rann, and Tamaran for a goodwill PR tour. Each stop will involve a meet and greet, a Q&A panel, and signing, so be aware that we will be presenting the best face forward for the majority of this tour.

[[ooc: Network Post for Claire's Goodwill PR Tour]]
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I'm also getting word that the Spectre has decided to grace the UP with his presence again -- with the worst timing ever.

Takron-Galtos is under attack, and he's killing many of the inmates inside. Due to the attack and the tech failures, the prison's security team is also failing at securing the inmate population, and need help preventing the uprising that's fomenting.

I'm sending a team to defend the lives of the inmate population and use the Spear of Destiny and trap the Spectre once and for all. You'll also be responsible for securing the prison to make sure none of the prisoners take advantage of the chaos being caused by the Spectre and the Brainiac to escape.

You'll be operating with very little chance of backup. With the mechanoforms, we're already outnumbered several hundred thousand to one on Colu. This team is going to have work independently, with little outside assistance, and may have to contend with emergency t-gate failures causing extraction to be impossible until the Brainiac crisis is over.

Due to the...theological implications and the Spectre's MO being affected by personal history, this mission is going to rely on volunteers.

For those that haven't faced the Spectre before, I'll be sending you a case file on our past encounters and how he operates.

[She draws in a deep breath.]

Releasing him to defeat Galactus was one of our only options, but this is still our mess. It's time to clean it up once and for all.

[ooc: Locked to characters participating in "An Eye For an Eye." All others can be assumed as being on missions. This can be used for IC planning against the Spectre itself and the characters deciding who should wield the spear.]
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cw: for child death/harm

[When Invisible Kid shows up on screen there's something wrong. He's got a grin so big it looks like it could split his face, and there's something wrong with his eyes. They're glowing with a yellow glow and he has strange, oblong, almost cat-like pupils.]

[When he speaks, there's something wrong with his voice, too. It doesn't sound like Lyle, the cadence and tone are off. If anything, it somehow sounds the same as the villain who'd bragged about wearing a meatsuit that'd tried to blow everyone up during the fight with the Legion of Supervillains.]

Well well well, you Legionnaires sure seem to be rallying in the face of disaster. Guess I'll have to ruin it for you! Lucky for me the Brainiacs finally decided to make a mess of things! I've been looking over Brainiac 8's shoulder for a while now, waiting for her to do part of my work for me.

It wasn't easy being patient. After that big metal idiot prevented me from blowing you all up during the fight with the Legion of Supervillains, I've been dying for a chance to kill you all again!

[The grin somehow widens, even though it shouldn't be possible.]

You're probably wondering who I am. The accursed, fetid, incomprehensible monster from outside of time and space that's forced me to work for him as his Herald calls me The Devil, but his obsession with archetypes and the Tarot is stupid anyway.

The name's Bill Cipher.

A few of you have probably heard of me because of Pine Tree. He even wrote everything about me in this little book of his, figuring you might need it to fight me!

[He holds up a red notebook filled with notes and pictures of aliens and creatures.]

But don't expect him to help you. [The book starts to burn in his hand. Then he picks up...a utility belt.]

To make sure he wouldn't interfere, I put a power inhibitor on him, took all his gear, and shoved him out an airlock!

[To prove he's not lying, he tosses the utility belt away and picks up...a very familiar hat, placing it on his -- on Lyle's -- head.]

Don't worry about how hard it'll be to find his asphyxiated, lifeless body in the unforgiving void, though -- you're all going to join him soon! This invisible moron has access to Brainiac 5's rejected experiment vault. It's filled to the brim with unholy horrors and failed experiments capable of bending space and time itself.

Two years ago, I used this meatsuit to sabotage Brainiac's device, but Norg here fixed it in time to send the Legionnaires to a pocket dimension instead of vaporizing them -- but not this time. Thanks to Brainiac 5, this time I'll turn you Legionnaires inside out, strip away the information that makes you exist as matter, and pluck out your hydrogen molecules. That's if the Unmolded Ones don't erase you out of existence first!

[With that, he laughs, and behind him, a vault door opens, releasing...things. Terrible things. Machines that hover and emit shrieking sounds that cause the metal around them to oxidize. Floating vortexes that invert the structure of anything they touch. Rotating devices, meant to repair structures with a special adhesive, that spread their spider web like material over anything they perceive as broken, to fix it -- that unfortunately think organic life is so broken that it needs to be knitted together with other organic material.]

[This is all the stuff that was so dangerous Brainy didn't even try to keep making it work. It's the stuff that made him go "Oh, sprock!" and hit a panic button of some kind. Since not all of them could be safely deconstructed easily -- or needed some time for their dimensional half-life to pass before they faced decohesion -- the vault is where they're consigned until they can safely be taken apart or fade away on their own.]

[The rejected machines, anomalies, and ideological biohazards -- pour out around Bill and he fades away from view, using Lyle's invisibility. Even though he fades, a laugh remains.]

AHAHAHAHAHA!

[ooc: This is locked to anyone that signed up for "The Reject Pile." (You can jump in right after you sign up, as long as sign ups are still open.) Other characters can be handwaved as off on missions.]
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[After Brainy and Babbage disappear, cameras start broadcasting from where they were taken to. The entire encounter is shown to the team and the rest of the UP. When Earth is taken through the portal, Legion World lurches, and at the end of it all, when the traps are tripped, it lurches again. Lights all over the ship go out, fires starts, systems fail. Only lockdown procedures that Brainy himself put in place, to protect Legion World’s most vital systems if he were ever compromised by telepathy or other influences, keep the viruses from self-destructing the ship or turning off life support -- but they’re certainly trying to.]

[The network goes back up again fairly quickly, however, but it’s using a much older, inferior form of networking. Something a little more distance-based and analog, a little less hackable.]

[They’ll be able to communicate again, but there’s a lot of interference. Sometimes the video goes out during video calls and sometimes audio cracks up. Text seems to be the only form of communication that’s guaranteed to go through every time.]

[ooc: People can react and start planning things on this post. This is also where information about the Spectre's attack will get dropped.]
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[Brainiac has been a little distant lately, beyond staying on top of his usual Legionnaire duties. Now that the UP is no longer treating him like a pariah there’s been a greater call for him to get involved in solving certain problems for the UP. It’s the way things used to be in the past, before a chunk of the Legion went missing. His role as problem-solver had often extended far beyond his role in the Legion.]

[In the past, he’d faced such requests with quiet diligence, but after his treatment by the UP public, now he’s been reluctant. He still does the work, because what he said to the Legion of Supervillains holds true. He refuses to let his annoyance or hurt feelings influence whether he does the right thing or not, whether he acts the way a Legionnaire should.]

[But Saturn Queen making him feel the hate millions of sentients had held for him makes it difficult to care.]

[It’s even more difficult since people in the UP keep heaping on the praise over every little thing, to assuage their guilt. Just last week he single-handedly rescued an entire science conference from tech pirates and the UP Council tried to give him a medal. He declined, naturally.]

[So today is a rare day of him actually being pleased -- albeit also faintly embarrassed -- about being rewarded with something. When he shows up on the comms, he’s unwrapping a gift. Other gifts are piled all over the lab tables and in massive heaps on the floors. Invisible Kid and Babbage are in the background helping to sort them.]

As all of you can see, I’m currently drowning in gift items, so if any of you think you might be interested in any of them, you’re welcome to take whatever you please. I can’t possibly make use of them all and I’d prefer that as few of them went to waste as possible.

[He face tinges slightly darker green.]

Despite all my efforts to convince them of the contrary, the Roboticans consider my birthday to be a planetary holiday. They call it “Maker’s Day.”

[He pulls out yet another “Galaxy’s Best Dad” mug, and puts it in a cabinet with several others to work it into his mug rotation. While he’s embarrassed, he’s also clearly pleased. The insincere, guilt-induced appreciation of much of the UP pales in comparison to the genuine care and appreciation of the species he created.]

They’re not all mugs, so some of you might find some of them useful or amusing.

[ooc: Despite starting so innocuous, shit's going to get real in this post, and lead to catastrophic events for Legion World and the UP that kick off both the "Resistance Is Futile" and "An Eye For An Eye" plots. OOC posts for both plots will go up shortly, after a few things are revealed. If you'd like to opt out of both plots, there will be opt-outs. In that case, we recommend not having your character comment to this post.]

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