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[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.]

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[Rich's eyes go wide and he feels a familiar chill -- the one he's mercifully only had to feel three times during his life so far. All the other times people faced Galactus, it was usually other heroes taking point, but there were three times he'd had to face Galactus personally.]

[Rich rarely ever curses. Hence all the "blue blazes" and other weird little saying like that. No, he reserves it for times when it's right.]

[Now is one of those times.]

Oh, fuck me.

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.

Edited 2016-05-13 19:11 (UTC)

[ Unlike Rich, Sam hasn't had the dubious pleasure of a Galactus encounter yet, but oh, you better believe he's heard things. ]

No way.

[ we're so dickeddddddddd ]

[To Nick, Galactus doesn't look like a giant human. That'd be a touch too terrifying and his brain is trying to make sense of the thing. It still picks something terrifying, anyway. He looks like some giant purple shark...man...creature...thing.]

...Mm.

Nope.

[Just...nope.]

[ Gohan was actually... having a hard time processing this. Not because he's not used to intergalactic threats, but because he's never seen one to this scale. He'd been thoroughly convinced that nothing could really surprise him anymore, that he'd seen enough weirdness in his life for him to be able to cope with anything. After all, given everything that had happened in his life, what could really surprise him at this point?

Well... this. The answer was this. ]

I-I... that's... a pretty big problem...

[ He honestly had nothing. He was completely blanking out. This was... how were they supposed to fight that?! Even at his full power... could he handle something like that? ]

So much for that everything I was looking to get done today.

[ Here she thought that Dune was intimidating beyond belief. She could only gape in disbelief at the video feed. It was way too much to comprehend. But one thing was for certain-- she was terrified. She was trying not to let it show but this time she was in way over her head.

Tsubomi opened her mouth to speak but all that comes from it is a small squeak sound before her mouth closes. ]

[Grif is late to the party because his reaction was to look at his comm, shut off his comm, and bury his head under his pillow long enough to pull himself back together. His hair's a mess, but he's calm.]

Alright, I've prepared an official summary of the situation based on my research:

WE'RE. FUCKING. BONED.

[Panic is uncool. Defeatist wisecracks are much cooler.]

So, when we say he eats planets, is it the entire thing? I've played the video again and he's huge, but he's not exactly planet-sized. Shouldn't he stay there for a few days, just eating?

[Brainy looks horrified as he reports in new information.]

To reach Braal's system, Galactus had to pass by the sun near Phelolu, the world where we rescued you all. Long-range sensors indicate that it's gone. He devoured Phelolu's sun. He's still on direct intercept course with the planet Braal.

Fortunately, we should still be able to rescue displacees on the planet -- instead of contending with the heat, they'll be facing temperatures below freezing. It won't change their survival prospects much, especially given how quickly we can threshold down.

Still, according to the newslinks, the entire UP is now in a panic.

Edited 2016-05-17 20:39 (UTC)

That...certainly is something.

[There wasn't any fear in Alexander's voice. Not in a confident, "Oh, I can take that guy" kind of way, but in a "I've already died a million times, so whatever man," kind of way. Even so, he was certainly awestruck by Galactus.]

[To him, the planet-eater appeared like an enormous version of Gwyn, Lord of Cinder. Which was unpleasant in its own right. But judging from the information being passed around on the comms, his centuries-past fight with the once Lord of Sunlight wouldn't even compare in scale.]

Edited 2016-05-18 01:40 (UTC)

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video, enjoy gohan being unable to comprehend this