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Annoyance up front, party in the back [video]
[When Brainiac appears on the screen, he looks younger. Not by much, since his species' slow aging means that he usually looks very young for someone in his early twenties, but he's even more clearly a teenager now.]
[He's sixteen, and that means four things: 1) he's from his early days of being on the team, when he was only there because of a draft, 2) the white personality inhibitors on his face are gone, 3) he's a raging asshole, and 4) yes, that is a slight mullet he's sporting.]
[He regards them all with boredom bordering on disdain.]
For those of you that are wondering why individuals on board are facing chronal shifts, you needn't be concerned. I've looked over the notes written by my future self, and the damage and repair to the timeline from the team's recent mission to the past is creating temporary ripples in the time stream. They should eventually resolve on their own, returning everyone to their proper age. The effect is limited to Legion World and all those exposed to the chronal wake of the time machine that was used on the mission.
[He sighs.]
Kid Quantum has informed me that I'm still in charge of the Legion's technical needs in the future. [flatly] Joy of joys. Judging from the number of projects and experiments running in the lab that are meant to aid the team, the UP has apparently legalized slave labor, so I'll be here in the labs, wasting 99% of my time ensuring your continued existence.
If any of you needs something from me, stop.
[He disconnects for a moment, then reconnects.]
To clarify, "stop" isn't a shortened way of saying "stop by." It's completely literal. Just stop.
[He's sixteen, and that means four things: 1) he's from his early days of being on the team, when he was only there because of a draft, 2) the white personality inhibitors on his face are gone, 3) he's a raging asshole, and 4) yes, that is a slight mullet he's sporting.]
[He regards them all with boredom bordering on disdain.]
For those of you that are wondering why individuals on board are facing chronal shifts, you needn't be concerned. I've looked over the notes written by my future self, and the damage and repair to the timeline from the team's recent mission to the past is creating temporary ripples in the time stream. They should eventually resolve on their own, returning everyone to their proper age. The effect is limited to Legion World and all those exposed to the chronal wake of the time machine that was used on the mission.
[He sighs.]
Kid Quantum has informed me that I'm still in charge of the Legion's technical needs in the future. [flatly] Joy of joys. Judging from the number of projects and experiments running in the lab that are meant to aid the team, the UP has apparently legalized slave labor, so I'll be here in the labs, wasting 99% of my time ensuring your continued existence.
If any of you needs something from me, stop.
[He disconnects for a moment, then reconnects.]
To clarify, "stop" isn't a shortened way of saying "stop by." It's completely literal. Just stop.
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[It'd equate to about 15 pages.]
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[ Nothing else matters. ]
We should team up and bust the slaves out.
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No.
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[ Robbie checks the inside of his wrist, where he has been writing crib notes to get him through this. Sharp eyes might see that there are instructions on how the doors work. ]
Legion of Superheroes is all about? I'm pretty sure freedom from tyranny is a universal superhero value constant.
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