thelegion | [video] Checking In

[ It’s that time again, gang! Grif’s broadcasting from scenic his room. You can tell it’s Grif’s room because it is an absolute disaster area. There’s all kinds of empty containers strewn everywhere, a pizza box, his other uniform (it’s rumpled and in serious need of a wash), and scattered bits of an orange suit of armor. Of note to those who’ve born witness to this appalling scene before, the far wall has a shiny little plaque on it. That’s new.

All of this is visible in the frame because Grif’s slouching back in his chair with the comm propped up on his desk. He’s a scruffy, somewhat flabby guy swiveling his chair lazily to and fro with one leg while eating… something as he talks. With his mouth full. Because Grif. ]

Alright guys, it’s come to my attention, as the one who tries to keep track of this shit around here, that we have new people. And when we have new people, that means we have new superpowers to figure out how they work.

[ Because clearly, clearly Grif is the only member of the team to take an interest in others and what they can bring to the table. It’s not that he’s nosy and just wants to know if anyone has eye lasers yet. He just gives and gives for this group, he swears.

Grif deigns to swallow before he continues. ]

So: New people. Lay it on me. Who are you, and can you do anything awesome? If it’s not awesome, make it sound awesome, cause that’s what I’m here for.

I’ll start for you:

[ He thumbpoints at his chest, getting space twinkie crumbs everywhere because he’s using that hand. ]

I’m Grif, Doubletime if you want to be that nerd who uses my code name, and I’m pretty much the fastest thing on this ship. Which is awesome.

[ He pauses for a moment, then adds, ]

…And the rest of you should probably come say hi? Tell them stuff? And tell me about the mission because I was stuck back here babysitting the ship and I mean... I took a lot of good naps, but...

[ He shrugs. Then he finishes off the space twinkie, balls up the wrapper, and throws it over his shoulder where it lands on top of the orange helmet. He is not even remotely concerned by this. ]

((( This is a free for all mingle post! Grif will reply to everyone who responds, but if you want to have a character jump into a thread with anyone you are absolutely welcome and, in fact, encouraged. This is set after the end of Lantern Plot, so characters who've been away on that are able to tag in too. )))

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Ah, so the coward does serve a function!

[ Yes, this is now Grif's name. Granted, he's just humoring Grif for the most part, but it's fun to say. ]

Greetings, friends, and welcome to the Legion! I am Reinhardt Wilhelm, but you may call me Crusader! [ And he says that name with added emphasis, as if he was letting out a war cry. Yes, he's having fun with this. ] Unfortunately, I have no extraordinary powers like everyone else. But I have my Crusader armor with me-- [ Clank, clank! ] --which is more that enough for the fights ahead!

[ A pause. Did he forget something? ]

--Oh, yes, the mission! It went well, my friend! The road was a bit bumpy, but we all made it out safe, in the end!

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[ Grif rolls his eyes, but smiles. ]

Hey, just because I'm not running out front with a bull's eye on my chest doesn't mean I don't help.

Yes, yes, of course. I'm sorry I doubted you.

[ He's not actually sorry. ]

My feelings are still gonna be hurt for a while.

Might I suggest a bucket then?

Don't you have better things to do? Heroism to do?

[ Grif shakes his head. ]

Come now, my friend, you ruined the joke! You were supposed to ask "what", and I was supposed to say "for you to cry into"!

You can't just mess up someone's joke like that.

I can and I will!

[ He's not upset though, he's sort of playing back. ]

Perhaps a bigger bucket is in order.

You're very generous, Reinhardt. But I promise I'll survive without it. You know. Manly tears. I only have so many.

Ah, yes, of course.

... Perhaps just a cup then.

If you're this eager to give me presents, okay, sure. Knock yourself out.

Oh do not worry, I will make sure it is a special cup!

[ By which he means, he's going to personally order a coffee cup that says "Grif's tears" on it. ]

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Grif, you cried when Donut threw out the last Twinkie.

[It was before he arrived in Blood Gulch, but Wash has definitely heard the story. More than once. Usually during Red Team arguments.]

Fuck you, he doesn't need to know that!

[ Goddammit Wash, who told you?! ]

Just saying. The bucket's probably a good idea.

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Just so you know, I think your power is actually being a brick wall. Have you ever considered that?

[Gwen is never going to let this go.]

I have considered this, yes!

But perhaps being a brick wall is less of a power, and more of an acquired skill. It's somewhat hard to tell where the difference lies.

[ Is he joking? Is he not? Tune in and find out. ]

Well that's easy. Have you noticed yourself being any less of a brick wall since you got here?

Nope.

Alright, so we settled that. You're still every bit as freakishly huge as before.

[Not entirely convinced, though.]

In fact, I feel I may be smaller!

[ Alright now he's just trolling. ]

[Gwen just laughs. Oh man, what a kidder.]

Wait, are you serious?

[ And now he just laughs heartily. ]

Relax, friend, I'm only kidding. I'm still the same as I was back home, otherwise my armor would need some adjustments.

Oh, cool. That's... comforting.

[Not as much as you'd think.]