Lavernius Tucker (
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thelegion2017-05-24 10:26 pm
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[This day had to come eventually, didn't it? Just another one of those damn Blood Gulch Sim Troops arriving here to crash the party, and predictability a little late like always. But hey, it wasn't like he hadn't been busy saving a planet or being blissfully retired or anything equally as important. Nope.
The video shifted a little as Tucker tried to set it upright, but it soon found itself quickly propped at an angle that said this wasn't his first time recording himself; the purpose of such skills would be left up to the viewer to guess at their own discretion. But hey, have Tucker with that beautiful aqua colored armor looking right back at you, even as he sat back down and tried to appear relaxed, cool, okay with ...well, all this. All this.
Ladies in hot tight superhero outfits definitely helped.]
So, yeah, Tucker here. [It felt like an interview with Dylan. Good thing talking about himself was one of his favorite things to do.] Please try to contain your applause, but ladies, feel free to toss your bras in my general direction.
[No shame, this one.]
You know, I was kind of busy back home. [With Church shit. It was always Church shit, and there wasn't a single damn regret for it; in a way, he hoped it kept being Church shit because that meant that bastard was still around. Tucker wanted to be back there, needed to be back there because--] Those idiots - my idiots - have no one to lead them now unless you count Sarge and no one counts Sarge. Shit, I don't even think the Reds count Sarge. Okay, so maybe Simmons does, but whatever.
[He sighed, rubbing his hand over his helmet before he just waved his hand.] But cool, superpowers, am I right? I mean, if I was getting chicks before, I'm getting triple chicks now.
[Let the record show that he was not, in fact, getting ladies before, and that the triple of "zero" is still "zero".]
Look, I just want to get this shit done and over with so I can get back to being a badass back home and get my shit done. So, you know, I'll do what I have to, I guess.
[There's a sigh, that burden of few choices and responsibility - ew - before he cocked is head up.]
Hey, important final question: where do all the hotties hang out around here? There's the title of wingman up for grabs if you tell me.
[At least the video ends there, and everyone was probably better for it.]
The video shifted a little as Tucker tried to set it upright, but it soon found itself quickly propped at an angle that said this wasn't his first time recording himself; the purpose of such skills would be left up to the viewer to guess at their own discretion. But hey, have Tucker with that beautiful aqua colored armor looking right back at you, even as he sat back down and tried to appear relaxed, cool, okay with ...well, all this. All this.
Ladies in hot tight superhero outfits definitely helped.]
So, yeah, Tucker here. [It felt like an interview with Dylan. Good thing talking about himself was one of his favorite things to do.] Please try to contain your applause, but ladies, feel free to toss your bras in my general direction.
[No shame, this one.]
You know, I was kind of busy back home. [With Church shit. It was always Church shit, and there wasn't a single damn regret for it; in a way, he hoped it kept being Church shit because that meant that bastard was still around. Tucker wanted to be back there, needed to be back there because--] Those idiots - my idiots - have no one to lead them now unless you count Sarge and no one counts Sarge. Shit, I don't even think the Reds count Sarge. Okay, so maybe Simmons does, but whatever.
[He sighed, rubbing his hand over his helmet before he just waved his hand.] But cool, superpowers, am I right? I mean, if I was getting chicks before, I'm getting triple chicks now.
[Let the record show that he was not, in fact, getting ladies before, and that the triple of "zero" is still "zero".]
Look, I just want to get this shit done and over with so I can get back to being a badass back home and get my shit done. So, you know, I'll do what I have to, I guess.
[There's a sigh, that burden of few choices and responsibility - ew - before he cocked is head up.]
Hey, important final question: where do all the hotties hang out around here? There's the title of wingman up for grabs if you tell me.
[At least the video ends there, and everyone was probably better for it.]
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Wait. Wait wait wait wait. Did you say Grif has superspeed? Without the use of mushrooms? The laziest person I know has superspeed?
[Don't ask about that, Grif. That's future stuff.
Also, cue laughter here.]
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[Damn, he wished he had a tub of popcorn right now.]
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[But this time, when Rich talks about it, he's doing it for a different reason. There was something a little defensive in the way Grif corrected Barry, as if this was one of very few conversations he actually didn't want to play up faux incompetence in. Given Tucker's accusations of Grif being a lazy jerk who chiseled on his friends, it wasn't hard to see why it might be different this time.]
At least good enough that he went against some cosmic beings that were practically gods -- who also had superspeed -- and didn't even so much as get dinged.
[Aside from saving Rich the one time, Rich'd seen the footage of the actual fight with the Surfer -- Grif had dodged blasts like a champ.]
One of the times he did it, he hauled me off to get help in Medbay after one of said cosmic beings put an arm through my chest. Saved my life.
[A pause.]
He hates when any of us talk about him being a good superhero, though. Kinda destroys the whole "walking disaster" mystique he's always aiming for.
[Rich carefully avoids mentioning the time Grif ran into a wall.]
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"I told you to cut it out!" he yells, cracking a little on the 'told', then there's just a blur as someone makes a very serious bid at taking possession of Rich's omnicomm.
It's Grif. Hi Grif. ]
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[So the screen shakes back and forth and only shows two hands tugging on the damn thing for a few seconds.]
[And then Rich feels kinda bad because it's a little pitiful, so he lets go and lets Grif have it.]
[But he doesn't feel so bad that he can resist the urge to point out he doesn't actually need his omnicom.]
[Just moments later, he's back on the network, standing at one of the hallway comm stations, arms crossed.]
Grif, you forgot the wall panel comms.
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[ Oh no, his vengeance will not be so easily thwarted! All the comm's getting is a dizzying rush of movement as Grif hurtles along faster than it can process. ]
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I'll give you a heart feeling real soon here if you don't watch it!
[ Try him, Barry, he dares you. He may not have decided what he's going to do if tried, but the point remains. ]
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Seriously, though. What's so bad about other people knowing you're a decent guy?
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I'm not.
[ Grif's panting a little by now. His footsteps are audible and have slowed, he's gotten where he was going. ]
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True, you can occasionally be a complete jerk, but you've actually been getting better about that, lately. I honestly don't get why you keep insisting you're not a good person.
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That doesn't mean you guys need to start blabbing to people about how I'm some great noble asshole like you.
[ God save him from superheroes. ]
Look Barry, the universe is ending. I'm just doing what anybody else would do.
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Also, two things? One, I know for a fact you joining the Legion and saving Rich happened before anyone knew about Chronoblivion. Two? Don't tell me it's what anyone else would do. plenty of people aren't helping. A few of them even actively sabotaged us.
But, fine. If you really want me to drop it, I'll drop it.
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[ Grif doesn't feel like splitting hairs right now. ]
Well, it's what people should do.
[ He's kind of won here and should really quit while he's ahead. Barry's offering to drop it. That's what he wanted out of this conversation.
...But part of him also just wants Barry to understand. He shouldn't get gold stars for what he sees as the basically decent thing to do. Because Barry's right, it is decent. But it's not more than that for Grif, and it feels weird and somehow embarrassing to talk it up.
Somebody needs to do things like save the brave, stupid asses of people like Rich, and Grif is just somebody. ]
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[The problem is, too few people do. The ratio of superheroes to supervillains has always tilted somewhat heavily on yhe villain side. When someone decides to be a hero, it's something to be encouraged.
That, and Barry honestly believes Grif is a better person than Grif gives himself credit for.]
While I've got you here, is there anything you want to work on during the next training session?
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I don't know. Maybe some wall running stuff, that looks super cool.
[ This he can talk about. This is fine. ]