WHERE ANGELS FEAR TO TREAD - Mod Plot [Network Post | 1]

[letsgolegion]

[They get a transmission from the outpost orbiting the planet where new displacees appear, the battered remains of the planet Phelolu. It's a priority distress call, so the message is received by every Legionnaire and all major posts on Legion World.]

[The commanding officer of the response team is a Carggite, Dr. Trez. All three of her grey-haired selves look shaken. Behind her, the main viewscreen of the outpost is cracked and consoles are sparking. The outpost has clearly come under heavy attack.]

Mayday mayday, this is Legion Outpost Phelolu, we are under attack by a 10X10 threat! I repeat, it is a 10X10 threat. Do not send a response team. I repeat: do not send a response team! We'll leave monitoring equipment on for surveillance but all personnel is evacuating the outpost.

Over!

[And that is the only message they get. She quickly reforms into one self, and leaves the console, helping a crew member that's fallen. The entire command deck shakes once. Then again. Fortunately, all members of the team escape the command deck and the hatch to the threshold room closes.]

[By the time the hull rips open, it's plenty of time for them to have escaped through a threshold gate. It's hard to see what causes the breach. There is only a flash of silver and all of a sudden a chunk of it is gone. More of it gets ripped away, and there's a brief flash of something blue and sparkling. With another flash of silver, the whole deck explodes and the camera view is lost. The monitoring system shifts to an external camera as a default so that they can see the field of wreckage outside. There is only a small, barely functioning hunk of the outpost left. The rest is a debris field that's obscuring the view of the planet. Ice dust from the vaporization systems creates a huge cloud that the barely functioning lights reflect off in the void.]

[That's when they see it looming out through the debris field. It's an incomprehensible being, a force of nature, and each sentient's mind must try to make what sense of it that it can by assigning it some kind of image. To many humanoids, what they see is the face of an impossibly huge man.]







[Despite the fact that it should be impossible for any sound to vibrate through the void, they can hear him speak, his voice thundering impossibly loud. Everyone who hears it hears it in their native language, two simple words that spell out the doom of civilizations:]

"GALACTUS HUNGERS!"
[Silver and sparkling blue streak by again and they see now what the cause of the streaks are. One is a man that looks like he's made of liquid silver, riding a silver surfboard. The other is a ethereal and graceful-looking alien with a staff, who looks like she's made out of stardust. As they attack the last of the outpost with a wave of cosmic power, the feed cuts out.]

Comments

Brainstorming Time (Feel free to threadhop, it's time for them all to get creative!)

[relativityspeaking]

Alright, Legion, we're officially in crisis mode. The only good news is the outpost team successfully evacuated.

The bad news is Galactus and his heralds are already heading towards civilized worlds. Long-range sensors are showing that Galactus is moving straight towards the planet Braal, which, aside from the native Braalians, is packed with Xanthan refugees.

[Her expression pinches up a little when she says that, but, well. She is Xanthan.]

We need to start thinking up possible ways to stop him and we need them now.

[ringslinging]

Okay, so we don't have the level of power to trip up something like that, I guess it's been established.

But that doesn't mean nothing in this universe does.

[leverageintceo]

Do they all have skin?

[Parker's eyes are narrowed, like she's concentrating on solving a puzzle.]

And is there a way to get me in close enough to touch it?

[ringslinging]

The one I'm thinking of...depends what he's been up to in the last thousand years, probably.

[iamresponding]

Surfer's...silver. Like his skin feels like metal when you punch it. I don't know if it's technically skin or not.

Stardust is an Ethereal. She's made of energy. I mean even calling her a "she" is on the iffy side. I'm pretty sure she's not even made of solid matter.

[wherenoonegoes]

This probably sounds crazy, but...is it actually metal?

[googledox]

Unfortunately, the Legion doesn't have a positive relationship with any cosmic-level powers, seeing as we have to stop them from destroying all of existence so often.

The Time Trapper is only force we could potentially appeal to, given its nature of aiding us almost as often as menacing us, but if it wanted to be in contact with us over this disaster, it would've already showed its hand.

Truth be told, the last benevolent force the Legion encountered that had the capacity to destroy an apocalyptic threat was you, Jordan. During the Final Night. But you're no longer at that power level.

Did you have a particular one in mind?

[ringslinging]

Do we know what the Spectre's up to these days?

Re: Brainstorming Time (Feel free to threadhop, it's time for them all to get creative!)

[the_fuzz]

Sweet cheese and crackers...

Maybe find something else for him to eat?

[googledox]

If what Rider is saying is true, his one herald specifically targeting inhabited worlds presents a huge hurdle in that possible solution.

But if we can somehow overcome that and redirect him, we do have several options. There are worlds heavily inhabited with non-sentient life that he might find equally appealing.

It's certainly an avenue to explore.

[kingtyrantranger]

He's big and scary. But big. Can we just, I don't know. Fight him with a giant robot or something?

[iamresponding]

[Rich frantically shakes his head.]

Kid, it's not just his size that's the problem. It's the power cosmic. He's basically like a god.

If we went in for a straight fight, giant robot or not, Galactus would destroy us with a glance.

The only reason I survived meeting him the three times was mostly luck and because I guess he thought my continued existence was possibly useful. But that was only because I was a major player in space back home and one that did a few things to fight against common enemies that had gotten under his skin.

There were a lot of other people that weren't so lucky. Good people. They didn't survive him taking out star systems, or taking a whole planet out from under us all.

[leverageintceo]

Do you have a giant robot? Because that would be cool.

I think this is going to call for something a little more sneaky, though.

[kingtyrantranger]

Why would I have a giant robot?

I was just thinking, you know. Giant guy. Giant robot.

[deafleppard]

So what exactly happens once he finds something to eat? Does he, like, just nap for few millennia? And come back again?

[iamresponding]

Less than a few millennia usually.

It only quiets him down for a little while. Months. Years, if we're lucky.

If we find some alternate method of force feeding him energy maybe we can figure out a way to sate his hunger for longer, but he doesn't rest long between feedings usually.

[deafleppard]

Hang on. So this guy's gonna be our problem to deal with every couple of months?

Seriously?! Come on...

[fourstars]

I have a question.

Do we know if this is its full power?

[iamresponding]

His heralds are tied to him. They draw their power from him. The way they chewed through that outpost like it was nothing suggests they're at full power at least. And it's unlikely he'd give them that much power if he wasn't at full power. He'd keep more of the power cosmic for himself if it'd been diminished somehow.

[fourstars]

... I don't know how powerful his heralds are, but I'm guessing we probably stand a better chance against them than we do Galactus.

One more question though. If he's at full power... then how? What's the difference between his arrival and ours?

[notwithoutafight]

How the heck is he at full power and not us? [ Well, the "us" who had powers in their home universes. Videl is currently more powerful here than she ever was back home. ]

[notwithoutafight]

We've established that he eats planets, but why? How does he even metabolize a planet? What is it about floating chunks of rock that keeps him alive? [ And there's still that question of 'is he alive?' that Rich so wonderfully answered earlier. ]

[iamresponding]

That part's weird. He sort of tears the planet apart and turns it into energy and sucks it up through these giant siphons.

I don't think he needs his ship to eat worlds but it's a giant tool that helps him do it.

He converts all the matter into energy somehow. And somehow living things have more of it than rocks and stuff. That's why he likes snacking on worlds with more complex lifeforms the most.

Re: Brainstorming Time (Feel free to threadhop, it's time for them all to get creative!)

[got_gud]

This being and its heralds are drawn towards worlds with large concentrations of life-force from intelligent creatures, yes?

Because if so, I carry within me the equivalent of millions of souls. I doubt I could satiate the beast with my sacrifice, so I won't be foolish enough to try that save as a last resort, but I could potentially distract one of them temporarily, should it be required.

[iamresponding]

It's worth a shot. Stardust especially might gun for you to try to bring you to him. That's something you could use.