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thelegion2017-11-18 08:38 pm
unrecovered) wrote in thelegion2017-11-18 08:38 pm
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This Is Not A Test [Audio; available only to people in After These Messages]
[Wash sounds oddly calm for having spent any amount of time in TV hell. He'd seen a few of his fellow Legionnaires in various shows alongside him; hopefully they've all survived up to this point. If they're all lucky, they all managed to find a way out of the studios like he did. He's worried about them, enough to reach out through the omnicomms (eerily silent with the main Legion World network still inaccessible) and check in.]
This is Agent Washington, codename Freelancer, of the Legion of Superheroes, sending a message on a secured frequency. [As secure as he can make it, at least; he'd feel a lot better with Cortana or Delta around, but right now he's just happy to be alive and have his equipment back in his hands.] If any other Legionnaires can hear this, please respond.
I've managed to get my equipment back and escape the TV studios with the help of the local resistance. They call themselves the Indies, and evidently they've been against this whole global TV thing since the beginning. They've also seen the piece of Metron's throne - evidently it's still disguised as a book page, and who uses paper anymore? The good news is, they know where it is. The bad news is, it involves going back in the studios for a retrieval mission, and I don't know about any of you, but I do not want another fifteen minutes of fame.
[He says, yelling into the void for all he knows. There has to be someone out there who can answer, right?]
I talked with the leader of the Indies, and evidently their world wasn't always like this. They made contact with something nasty years ago, and it took over the government, wrecked the planet with years of war, and pretty much drove everyone underground. It's also the thing running the whole murder television operation. It calls itself the Producer, and they think taking it out is the first step to returning their society to normal.
To be completely honest, I've had it up to here with homicidal cosmic entities, and the last thing I want to do is die in yet another dimension that isn't mine. As far as I'm concerned, getting the piece of Metron's throne and getting out of here is priority one.
But if we happen to topple a bullshit government and kill another Cthulu knockoff along the way, I wouldn't say no.
This is Agent Washington, codename Freelancer, of the Legion of Superheroes, sending a message on a secured frequency. [As secure as he can make it, at least; he'd feel a lot better with Cortana or Delta around, but right now he's just happy to be alive and have his equipment back in his hands.] If any other Legionnaires can hear this, please respond.
I've managed to get my equipment back and escape the TV studios with the help of the local resistance. They call themselves the Indies, and evidently they've been against this whole global TV thing since the beginning. They've also seen the piece of Metron's throne - evidently it's still disguised as a book page, and who uses paper anymore? The good news is, they know where it is. The bad news is, it involves going back in the studios for a retrieval mission, and I don't know about any of you, but I do not want another fifteen minutes of fame.
[He says, yelling into the void for all he knows. There has to be someone out there who can answer, right?]
I talked with the leader of the Indies, and evidently their world wasn't always like this. They made contact with something nasty years ago, and it took over the government, wrecked the planet with years of war, and pretty much drove everyone underground. It's also the thing running the whole murder television operation. It calls itself the Producer, and they think taking it out is the first step to returning their society to normal.
To be completely honest, I've had it up to here with homicidal cosmic entities, and the last thing I want to do is die in yet another dimension that isn't mine. As far as I'm concerned, getting the piece of Metron's throne and getting out of here is priority one.
But if we happen to topple a bullshit government and kill another Cthulu knockoff along the way, I wouldn't say no.
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But Dipper's made up his mind, and if he's willing to throw himself the wolves, nothing will dissuade him. ]
If we can help them, we will. If we cannot, then we have to take the fight where it will make the most difference.
[ She pauses. Oh what the Hell. She's survived enough outlandish things. What's one more? ]
...and if you will not return with the others, when the time comes, then I will stay with you. No one should face this sort of horror alone.
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[Heck, anyone that stays behind might not even survive the fight. They probably won't.]
No. Look, if - if we have to run, if the team runs, I'll run.
But I'm at least trying to fight first. None of you are going to be able to talk me down from at least trying once. I'm only willing to leave if that doesn't work.
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[ He'd already done so much to himself, saving her from being made into a Star. He's suffered enough for one damn mission. ]
We fight together, and we leave together.
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I...I promise.
[His fingers aren't crossed for once.]
[He owes it to her.]
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We will do everything we possibly can for these people.