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[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. This all happens nearly-live, with the newslinks picking up on it as it happens. It filters into the Legion news feed quickly.]
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[Wash is in a lounge, having propped his omnicom on a piece of furniture so that the video shows him and the gun resting on his lap. That is definitely not his gun. Those quick on the uptake might also notice blood on his arm, like he's just been in a fight or something.]

Public service announcement: there's someone on the habitat deck in a skull mask running around and pointing guns at people's heads. He's kind of a dick, and evidently he can turn into a black cloud at will, like some kind of crossover between Ghostface and Imhotep.

[Has anyone seen either of those movies? No? Okay, moving on. He tilts the gun so it's more easily visible on camera, and yep, that is definitely one of Reaper's guns, and it is definitely not with Reaper.]

I didn't really appreciate him pointing this one at me, so I...called dibs on it. He can't have it back.

[It doesn't matter if you can't read expressions through armor; the self-satisfied smirk in Wash's tone is practically visible all on its own.]

He might still be up there, lying on the floor near the Egyptian temple. Unconscious. I may have stunned the hell out of him.

[Look at all zero of the regrets he has. Look at them.]

Also, I've decided our next movie night is going to be Scream, because when I call this guy a half-assed Ghostface ripoff, I really want you all to know what I'm talking about.
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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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A planet eater? My friends, you fought a planet eater? And won?!

[ The omnicom comes on to show a rather large old man. A big stupid grin on his face, as he holds a jug full of what one can only assume is beer. Whatever locale he was in, it was rather busy, and definitely loud. Which only made it that much more impressive that he could talk over it so clearly. ]

You almost had me concerned about this Chronoblivion threat, but clearly I was wrong to worry! [ He brings the jug up to his lips, and takes a big swig of it. Slamming it down on the counter, as his grin got wider. ] My friends, tell me about this Galactus! Fighting such a glorious foe must've been thrilling!

Ah, but where are my manners? I am Reinhardt Wilhelm, and I am pleased to make your acquaintance! [ He glances to the side then, seemingly spotting something. Before bringing his jug up into the air, and joyously yelling: ]

BRING ME ANOTHER!

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