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[Brainiac has been a little distant lately, beyond staying on top of his usual Legionnaire duties. Now that the UP is no longer treating him like a pariah there’s been a greater call for him to get involved in solving certain problems for the UP. It’s the way things used to be in the past, before a chunk of the Legion went missing. His role as problem-solver had often extended far beyond his role in the Legion.]

[In the past, he’d faced such requests with quiet diligence, but after his treatment by the UP public, now he’s been reluctant. He still does the work, because what he said to the Legion of Supervillains holds true. He refuses to let his annoyance or hurt feelings influence whether he does the right thing or not, whether he acts the way a Legionnaire should.]

[But Saturn Queen making him feel the hate millions of sentients had held for him makes it difficult to care.]

[It’s even more difficult since people in the UP keep heaping on the praise over every little thing, to assuage their guilt. Just last week he single-handedly rescued an entire science conference from tech pirates and the UP Council tried to give him a medal. He declined, naturally.]

[So today is a rare day of him actually being pleased -- albeit also faintly embarrassed -- about being rewarded with something. When he shows up on the comms, he’s unwrapping a gift. Other gifts are piled all over the lab tables and in massive heaps on the floors. Invisible Kid and Babbage are in the background helping to sort them.]

As all of you can see, I’m currently drowning in gift items, so if any of you think you might be interested in any of them, you’re welcome to take whatever you please. I can’t possibly make use of them all and I’d prefer that as few of them went to waste as possible.

[He face tinges slightly darker green.]

Despite all my efforts to convince them of the contrary, the Roboticans consider my birthday to be a planetary holiday. They call it “Maker’s Day.”

[He pulls out yet another “Galaxy’s Best Dad” mug, and puts it in a cabinet with several others to work it into his mug rotation. While he’s embarrassed, he’s also clearly pleased. The insincere, guilt-induced appreciation of much of the UP pales in comparison to the genuine care and appreciation of the species he created.]

They’re not all mugs, so some of you might find some of them useful or amusing.

[ooc: Despite starting so innocuous, shit's going to get real in this post, and lead to catastrophic events for Legion World and the UP that kick off both the "Resistance Is Futile" and "An Eye For An Eye" plots. OOC posts for both plots will go up shortly, after a few things are revealed. If you'd like to opt out of both plots, there will be opt-outs. In that case, we recommend not having your character comment to this post.]
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[This isn't the first time there's been a video post on Legion's network made by a rabbit, but it is the first time the rabbit making it is six feet tall, with an accent thick enough to cut with a knoife.]

G'day, mates. I'm the Easter Bunny.

[This would be the place to insert a punchline, if this were a joke. Bunny does not insert one. Actually, by his smug smile, he seems pretty proud of the title.]

I'm gonna need to get down to Earth sooner rather than later. Gettin' dragged out here did away with most've my powers, and I need to get down to a real bush to figure out what I've still got. Who's headed planetside when?
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[Miku has an uncharacteristic frown on her face, and she tugs lightly on a piece of her long fringe. Then, suddenly, she takes a deep breath and---]

IwouldreallyliketoknowifitmightbepossibletoshowwhatmypowersrevealwhenIlookbackinaportablewaythatwouldallowotherpeopletoseethingsbecausesometimesImissthingsandthatisn'tfairtothepeopleIwanttohelp,likeyou,okayI'mgoingtogoliedownnow,I'mverytired.

[She bows quickly and then adds,] Sorry, this was for Brainiac.
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[cw: Dipper's canon is supernatural/horror, so this LL contains everything from zombies (including eye gore), to petrified thrones of human agony, to implications of suicide, to tooth gore, to blood...waterfalls. If you have a specific horror squick you want to try to avoid, but want to read, PM me (Korel) and I'll let you know if it's in here.]

[The Legion World staff maintains a feed of all Legion-related media so Legionnaires can be kept abreast of any reporting that's done on them. Two women appear on the screen, sitting at a desk, their appearances altered by glam filters so that one is all pink hair and skin and sparkles, and the other is all in blues. They look pretty flashy and tacky but this is the future. Reporters don't exist anymore; they're "personalities" now.]

Shellee: I'm Shellee Star! [That would be the pink one. ]

Tammee: And I'm Tammee Tim! [That would be the blue one.]

Shellee: Welcome to another installment of Legion Watch: Legionnaire Legacies. In this episode, we're focusing on one of the youngest Legionnaires, a teenager who has inspired controversy with his actions in Murderworld, and has caused many to be intrigued about his possible origins. Tonight, we'll focus on a Legionnaire whose motivations are as mysterious as his callsign: Dipper Pines, aka Captain Mystery!


Read more... )
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[Rich hasn't been very vocal lately. After Murderworld, especially after running into those bugs, he retreated into himself a little bit. It wasn't full moping, just thoughtfulness, and he needed some quiet time.]

[But he's got to speak up on this. He's got a perspective most don't and maybe that can help.]

Kid Q already got the lecture out of the way, so I'm not gonna do that. That isn't what this is.

In that last mission, some of us had disagreements about lethal force, and we had to sideline them because of the urgency of the situation, but it's something we still need to talk about, because those disagreements aren't going to go away.

Now, I occupy a unique position on this. I've been a meta-powered cop, a superhero, and a soldier. I've been to war. I've led an army in a war against omnicidal space bugs, and you can be damn sure I didn't have my soldiers hold back.

I didn't hold back either. I've killed more than my fair share of sentients, and when it came down to facing the intergalactic despot that ordered his army to slaughter billions, I pulled his guts out through his throat. And you know what, if given the chance to do it again, I'd do it ten thousand times over.

My point here is I get it. I've seen that side of things well enough to understand sometimes that's what it takes. The problem here is this is not warfare that we're facing. Right now, we're law enforcement. We have a mandate from this universe's government to follow their laws, and a responsibility to the public to follow their morals -- and they value life here -- and having also allied myself with some ugly customers for the sake of the common good, I know that even terrible people can sometimes find purpose and redeem themselves, so this universe valuing life enough to give at least some criminals a chance to reform ain't exactly entirely misplaced.

But whether any of us agree with that principle or not, the public trusts us to follow a certain standard and we ultimately serve them. When it comes to police work, there's levels of force. With a team of over thirty metapowered individuals, we're a small army. I don't know if any of you noticed, but even with non-lethal force we cleaned their clocks the other day, with no casualties, most of the villains detained, no civilians harmed, and minimal serious injuries.

Having that kind of power and the kind of numbers we have changes the entire ballgame, because it changes the nature of the conflicts we face. It means that villains can go to greater extremes -- extremes that in other situations would require fatal force to stop -- and we're powerful enough that we can handle those extremes. When you're a superhero, controlling battlefield conditions and preventing casualties is a lot easier than it would be without the metapowers.

I guess what I'm trying to do here is bridge the gap and try to help people understand why all this is the way it is.
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[Remember that button that popped up before the second part of Kid Quantum's debrief became available? It's back now. Time to scan your fingerprint or input your ridiculous password or scan your eyeball again, at least if you want to see what this is about.]

[On the other side of the security measures, Parker is not in the ventilation system. Instead, she appears to be sitting on a table in one of the many conference rooms on Legion World.]

Since Kid Quantum has made the announcement already: Hi, I'm Payback and I'll be leading the Legion's Espionage Squad. Talk to me if you're interested in joining. I'm not about to draft anyone who doesn't want to be here.
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[ Thankfully, Ina's gotten a bit more used to things since her arrival. Used enough to not hold the omnicom right up to her face and yell into it, at least. She...almost seems to have an idea of how to point the thing and get a decent picture, in fact.

Almost.

So she's got it far enough back to capture a bit of the place behind her, which is definitely not Legion World. Some might recognize it as the Hall of Justice museum, if they've been there; it seems she's decided to take a trip down to Earth for the day. ]


I have a request. It's my understanding that some of you are more...technologically inclined.

[ Polite understatement. ]

I had thought it would be helpful to learn more of the heroes who inspired the Legion, since I have little idea what to expect - and I believe I've found a worthy example to follow, in the one they called Green Arrow.

[ She turns her omnicom to point the camera at a nearby display of a variety of arrows, with holographic footage playing in the background that shows them in action. Smoke arrows that provide a haze to aid in escape or getting a quick hit in that the enemy can't anticipate! Net arrows that explode into a net on impact, entangling the target and keeping them from escaping! Boxing glove arrows that...well, hit things like a boxing glove. For when you don't have a real boxing glove, maybe. ]

My world has no such...variety, beyond fire arrows. What I've brought with me seems rather limited in use, compared to this.

Would anyone have the skill and the willingness to help me replicate these, and perhaps some others?

[ Come on, nerds, one of you must be up to the challenge, right? ]
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[ 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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