thelegion | GODS AMONG US [modplot/network post] [video]

[It happens everywhere. The entire ship starts to shift and change. It's subtle at first. Simple design changes: a new hallway here, a new hub there, a meeting room where there wasn't one before. But then the people start to shift, too. Familiar staff members disappear, new ones take their place. The technology changes in style, sometimes to something shiny simplistic, like something out 1950s sci fi, sometimes to something darker and more organic.]

[Then the alarms sound, klaxons blaring. They shift occasionally in tone, but all of them are equally urgent. Anyone that looks outside the ship will see that the lunar debris field keeps warping back and forth from a field of debris to the moon being whole.]

[Everyone's omnicoms buzz with an urgent message. Brainy speaks to them all from the lab's wall comm unit.]

I need all displacee Legionnaires to report to my lab immediately!

[He's...building something. Setting something up. It looks important.]

We don't have much time!

[ooc: Anyone in the game can respond to this, however anyone who didn't sign up for "Gods Among Us" (and therefore won't make it to the time bubble in time for the trip) won't remember ever responding, as events will erase the crisis (and therefore this network post) from the timeline.]

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... Am I still hung over, or am I having a stroke?

[ It was the first thing to come out of his mouth, although he immediately started noticing that no, he was not seeing things. So, he started to scramble to his feet. ]

Alright, I'm on my way, but someone just tell me I'm not seeing things?

Edited 2017-04-28 03:17 (UTC)

On my way!

[He's not exactly there immediately, but it's as close as anyone can possibly come.]

Uhh....

'Kay.

Wake up, eat breakfast, save the world time?

[At least there are still granola bars.]

[Finally something exciting is happening!]

Yeah, yeah, coming! What's the mission briefing? How much time until deployment? What's all up?

[Don't mind the trail of fire he's leaving through the halls, it's entirely harmless.]

[He'd only JUST gotten his new uniform when the klaxons start going off. Luckily, he doesn't need spirit gum or anything like that to put the mask on, so Dick's running toward the lab, flipping his omnicomm on so he can talk while running.]

You know. I was hoping for a little more time to get acclimated before getting thrown in the deep end. No rest and all that.

Roger!

[She's bringing her computer, just in case.]

So this ain't just something that this place can do? [He's not 100% sure where Brainiac's lab is, but he can sense a bunch of people moving towards a specific spot (one of them getting there almost immediately), so that seems like as good enough of a place as any. It's either Brainiac's lab or they're serving actual bacon again; either way, he'll be in a hurry.] I'm on my way!

Understood.

[ Grif doesn't screw around, for once. He's there almost immediately, in uniform even. (Complete with his helmet attached to the neck of the suit, it's not the most graceful technological mishmash but it's something he asked for due to the increasingly hazardous nature of missions.)

He didn't bother to announce himself. He calls out from behind Brainy. ]

Yeah, okay, what?

[ He stretches and yawns a little. He may not have screwed around, but his nap was interrupted and it's a tragedy. ]

[Dave tries to check out the rest of the conversations going on before chiming in. Saves anyone from having to say shit twice. But now he's groaning out loud over everything being said on this post.]

everything about time travel in this reality gives me either headaches or anxiety
or both
its kinda both right now

Edited 2017-05-01 21:46 (UTC)

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