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thelegion2017-08-10 08:00 pm
atippleoftransparency) wrote in thelegion2017-08-10 08:00 pm
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[video] The Reject Pile [closed to those that have signed up for this part of plot]
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.]
[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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In any case, since now is apparently a good time to talk about these things, this isn't a unique situation. Mega-City One has faced multiple threats like these. If you kept the Coluans organic, turned them into people with an aggressive hate plague, and turned Bill into a quartet of genocidal beings from another dimension, you'd have the Day of Chaos. If it was normal zombies and the same quartet, we'd have the Necropolis incident, which was admittedly before my time. And if you removed the quartet and replaced them with an evil wizard, then you'd have the Judgement Day scenario.
This is an exact situation my city's dealt with before. Two within my lifetime. Once only four years ago.
So when all I'm offering is another solution, let's keep that experience in mind.
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Do you have another backup plan?
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In every moment we waste, thousands are getting infected, and some of are teammates are coming closer to death.
If Dipper had an extra transuit and is alive, we have no idea where he is, and limited sensor array capabilities. The faster we can get Lyle free, the faster we can see if Bill allowed him to be conscious for it, so that we can narrow down our search area by knowing what airlock he was launched from.
So Wash, can it. Lyle's a big boy. He was doing espionage work back at an age where most of the team was in primary school only worrying about homework. He knows the risks of what we do and would understand if we have to cause his body at least some harm.
America, I know you mean to suggest physical incapacitation as a backup measure, but in the future, if you have a violent suggestion maybe try not to open with.
You seem to have trouble sometimes with making a last resort we need to consider sound like it's meant to be a first one.
[It's not that it's a bad suggestion as a backup to Ray's equipment but she sure made it sound like it was meant to be the first volley.]
We're going to try using Ray's less violent methods of exorcism first, but if there is no other way, we may have to try to incapacitate Lyle to force Bill out.
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[Words will be had later.]
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According to the footage from Dipper's Legionnaire Legacies, which is probably our best insight into Cipher's personality and motivations, he actively went out of his way to injure Dipper while in control of his body. He even threw Dipper's body down a flight of stairs. Simply put, Cipher's not going to care if you hurt Lyle. He might even enjoy it.
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He won't care about the overall condition of the body, but he will care about his ability to move around freely without getting captured by us. Otherwise he'd put on a show of causing real injuries.
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Look, you have a point, but in this case, violence should be the last resort, considering it would only hurt the person we're trying to help. The slime isn't my only way of driving out a possession, it's just the easiest. There's a simple, quick modification to the arm-mounted packs I could make that would make it fire a low-powered pulse of protonic energy that could also force him out. I'd at least like to try those methods before we resort to blunt-force trauma.
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I've only ever been suggesting it as an alternative, not that we should just leap to it as a first resort. You two were the ones who made a big deal about it and acted like I was suggesting it as the only possible solution. It's almost like you never attended one of my lectures about proper escalation of force.