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Oct. 12th, 2017 01:57 pm
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[What has no thumbs and is sick to death of gods and sorcerers and magic spears and all the similar crap that keeps popping up? This AI.

Well, actually, her hologram has thumbs, but they're currently not visible behind the equally holographic folded arms.]


Poll: how many of you are from universes where the supernatural is real? Magic, gods, shoe-making elves that aren't just a parable about virtue, whatever.

[Why Grimm's Fairy Tales? Why not Grimm's Fairy Tales? It's all equally nonsense as far as thorough-going materialist Cortana is concerned.]
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[He almost doesn't want to make the stupid video but he knows that, as much as he wants to, he can't just hide away until the next mission, ninja in, and start doing...whatever. Hero stuff. Whatever it is that heroes do.]

[God, he's done it this time, hasn't he? Gotten into yet more hero crap, and he doesn't even know these assholes. At least back home, he and the other Remedial kids are friends now. Sure, he's hoping to eventually use them in his whole quest for vengeance, but at this point, they'd probably help out with that willingly.]

[Now he's got to make nicey nice with a bunch of strangers, when it was already hard enough to do it the first time. And apparently he's not allowed to kill anybody if he joins up with their outfit. The only way to really face this threat to all their worlds is with this stupid team, and that means he's got to follow their stupid rules.]

[So it's a very cranky ninja that appears on screen. His face is cowled; the small bit of skin that's visible is a bright blue. Two pointy white horns jut out from the sides of his forehead, and his eyes glow with a menacing orange glow. Even though his face is cowled, the way his eyes are crinkled up make it clear he's scowling under there.]

[When he speaks, his voice is low and raspy. He sounds like the teenage boy he is, but definitely the kind of teenage boy that smokes six packs a day. Also the Joisey accent is pretty unmistakable.]

'Sup, losers. My name's Kyou Tanaka. I've been told there's some kind of cosmic whatever we've gotta stab repeatedly in the face.

Which is a good thing because apparently the morons in charge of this outfit won't let us stab anything else in the face.

So you're going to not be seeing me hanging around a lot. I say "not" on account of, y'know, ninja. But on the off chance you ever do see me, like when I move in for the ki - uh, punching, for the punching - don't shoot me or blow me up with butt lasers or anything. I can heal from it, but seeing as most of you can't heal when I inevitably throw a shuriken in your eye on sheer reflex, you should probably save us both the trouble.

[He pauses. Shit, what else is he supposed to say?]

I guess I'm supposed to tell you my "superhero" name. [Quotey fingers. He only has four fingers on each hand.] It's Murderizer McKillinstuff.

[Another pause.]

Just because I'm following your stupid no-killing rules doesn't mean I have to like it.
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[cw: While there is mention of child abuse, it's in regards to charges pressed, nothing graphic is shown.]

[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. More serious news outlets have already reported on the Brainiacs; this is one of the fluffier retrospective programs that have aired.]

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

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

Together: And this is Legion Watch! [They say it in unison in the perkiest voices possible and a stylized graphic of the words "Legion Watch" appear at the bottom of the screen. Occasional clickable sidelinks pop up as the news show goes on.]
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cw: for child death/harm

[When Invisible Kid shows up on screen there's something wrong. He's got a grin so big it looks like it could split his face, and there's something wrong with his eyes. They're glowing with a yellow glow and he has strange, oblong, almost cat-like pupils.]

[When he speaks, there's something wrong with his voice, too. It doesn't sound like Lyle, the cadence and tone are off. If anything, it somehow sounds the same as the villain who'd bragged about wearing a meatsuit that'd tried to blow everyone up during the fight with the Legion of Supervillains.]

Well well well, you Legionnaires sure seem to be rallying in the face of disaster. Guess I'll have to ruin it for you! Lucky for me the Brainiacs finally decided to make a mess of things! I've been looking over Brainiac 8's shoulder for a while now, waiting for her to do part of my work for me.

It wasn't easy being patient. After that big metal idiot prevented me from blowing you all up during the fight with the Legion of Supervillains, I've been dying for a chance to kill you all again!

[The grin somehow widens, even though it shouldn't be possible.]

You're probably wondering who I am. The accursed, fetid, incomprehensible monster from outside of time and space that's forced me to work for him as his Herald calls me The Devil, but his obsession with archetypes and the Tarot is stupid anyway.

The name's Bill Cipher.

A few of you have probably heard of me because of Pine Tree. He even wrote everything about me in this little book of his, figuring you might need it to fight me!

[He holds up a red notebook filled with notes and pictures of aliens and creatures.]

But don't expect him to help you. [The book starts to burn in his hand. Then he picks up...a utility belt.]

To make sure he wouldn't interfere, I put a power inhibitor on him, took all his gear, and shoved him out an airlock!

[To prove he's not lying, he tosses the utility belt away and picks up...a very familiar hat, placing it on his -- on Lyle's -- head.]

Don't worry about how hard it'll be to find his asphyxiated, lifeless body in the unforgiving void, though -- you're all going to join him soon! This invisible moron has access to Brainiac 5's rejected experiment vault. It's filled to the brim with unholy horrors and failed experiments capable of bending space and time itself.

Two years ago, I used this meatsuit to sabotage Brainiac's device, but Norg here fixed it in time to send the Legionnaires to a pocket dimension instead of vaporizing them -- but not this time. Thanks to Brainiac 5, this time I'll turn you Legionnaires inside out, strip away the information that makes you exist as matter, and pluck out your hydrogen molecules. That's if the Unmolded Ones don't erase you out of existence first!

[With that, he laughs, and behind him, a vault door opens, releasing...things. Terrible things. Machines that hover and emit shrieking sounds that cause the metal around them to oxidize. Floating vortexes that invert the structure of anything they touch. Rotating devices, meant to repair structures with a special adhesive, that spread their spider web like material over anything they perceive as broken, to fix it -- that unfortunately think organic life is so broken that it needs to be knitted together with other organic material.]

[This is all the stuff that was so dangerous Brainy didn't even try to keep making it work. It's the stuff that made him go "Oh, sprock!" and hit a panic button of some kind. Since not all of them could be safely deconstructed easily -- or needed some time for their dimensional half-life to pass before they faced decohesion -- the vault is where they're consigned until they can safely be taken apart or fade away on their own.]

[The rejected machines, anomalies, and ideological biohazards -- pour out around Bill and he fades away from view, using Lyle's invisibility. Even though he fades, a laugh remains.]

AHAHAHAHAHA!

[ooc: This is locked to anyone that signed up for "The Reject Pile." (You can jump in right after you sign up, as long as sign ups are still open.) Other characters can be handwaved as off on missions.]
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[After Brainy and Babbage disappear, cameras start broadcasting from where they were taken to. The entire encounter is shown to the team and the rest of the UP. When Earth is taken through the portal, Legion World lurches, and at the end of it all, when the traps are tripped, it lurches again. Lights all over the ship go out, fires starts, systems fail. Only lockdown procedures that Brainy himself put in place, to protect Legion World’s most vital systems if he were ever compromised by telepathy or other influences, keep the viruses from self-destructing the ship or turning off life support -- but they’re certainly trying to.]

[The network goes back up again fairly quickly, however, but it’s using a much older, inferior form of networking. Something a little more distance-based and analog, a little less hackable.]

[They’ll be able to communicate again, but there’s a lot of interference. Sometimes the video goes out during video calls and sometimes audio cracks up. Text seems to be the only form of communication that’s guaranteed to go through every time.]

[ooc: People can react and start planning things on this post. This is also where information about the Spectre's attack will get dropped.]
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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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[Late morning after this 3 AM nightmare, Wash gets on the network sounding both frustrated and vindicated.]

To anyone who received a 3 AM wakeup call last night: I want to apologize on behalf of the idiot making the calls, even though I had nothing to do with it, and let you know that the problem has been...taken care of.

[Wash has Reaper trapped the shit out of every door to York's part of the hab deck. The traps are visible from the outside, so visitors know to avoid them, but not from the inside, where York currently is.]
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[ The background audio is pretty quiet, just the odd white noise of York's habitat as he, well. Wonders at nothing in particular after a long night of coding. It's roughly the ass end of the morning, about 3 AM. ]

[Video]

Jun. 28th, 2017 04:00 pm
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[Oh, hey, it's Babbage. And he's waving.]

I'm back! And bearing gifts! Not for everyone, sorry. I only have so much budget.

So, first order of business, I had fun at the movie festival. It was good all around. Managed to meet up with some old friends and handle old business. We're going to get together for a project in the near future, so I'm hoping everyone can keep the universe safe until then.

Timber Wolf: I found some crystal statues for the cub. They work as data crystals too, so that'll be useful as he ages up!

[The statues in question are about four inches high. Red, gold, green, and blue. No black, unfortunately. But they're all done up as Legionnaires. Some time went into that.]

Kid Quantum: A non-magnetic alarm clock!

[He just figured it'd be useful.]

Wash! I have a movie! Maybe you can show it at movie night if you like, it might be a bit too old for your tastes. I haven't seen it yet, but it's supposed to be a legendary feature!

And Cortana, Delta, Theta, I picked up something for us, too.

[The camera focuses back on Babbage and zooms out. He's wearing a... very brightly striped polo shirt. Blue with gold stripes. He's holding up three more, one sized for her and the other two in miniature for Delta and Theta.]

I was thinking that if we decided on a team theme, we could go with green and magenta thread for the letters. Green outline, magenta filling?

Everyone else, I got you some mugs! They play soothing jazz when filled with coffee. The hotter the coffee, the more soothing. The lower the liquid level gets, the more energetic the jazz! Or you can just use the controls in the handles, that works too.
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[ Judging by the fake sunlight, Grif is somewhere on the hab deck. Somewhere open, with a bright sky, but most of the frame is taken up by his helmet and shoulders so it's hard to pick out where exactly.

Despite his conversational tone he sounds... sort of tired. There's an edge in his voice that doesn't really show up in his usual bullshit comm posts. ]


Time travel. We all hate time travel.

[ Count on Grif to be able to read the team mood, right? ]

So, here's some time travel life advice: If somebody from the future ever tells you that you shouldn't ask future questions and know future stuff and it's for the best if you don't know, trust them?

It's not for your best and you need to tell them to fuck off. Trust me instead.

[ It's just a friendly PSA. There is no way he's vagueing about Wash Tucker anyone that anyone here knows. Not at all. This is just Grif being topical and irreverent, the scamp.

...But really, he's actually pretty upset right now. He's gained 5 years' worth of memory, and his most recent involves writing off everyone he thought he considered a friend. Grif is still mad. And, perhaps, though he wouldn't admit it, just a little hurt. ]


((NOTE: Grif has been updated to episode 6 of season 15. ))
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[Klaxons suddenly start blaring through Legion World, due to certain alarms set in the lab complex. Something has exploded. Somethings, plural, judging from what's visible on the screen when Brainy's message broadcasts. Half the lab is trashed and smoking. Fortunately for Brainy's labmates, anything that isn't Brainy's experiments is apparently shielded, but he has no problems with destroying his adult self's work.]

[It's not really that he's doing it on purpose so much as he's reverted to a time where blowing up labs was part of his standard methodology.]

[He's ten, and even the small amount of self-control and restraint he had as a teenager is now gone. What isn't gone is his intellect, which means his capacity for destruction is...extensive.]

Ignore the alarms. My idiotic adult self seems to have developed a more limiting view regarding lab safety. Philistine.

[His voice is colder now, almost robotic.]

There's only a 1.4563 % chance this experiment will destroy Legion World. So all of you little people can simply carry on with your mundane existence.

[The experiment he's working on is glowing ominously and throbbing, making a strange WOMMM noise that keeps increasing in volume and frequency. He doesn't seem to be alarmed by it, though he does pull goggles down over his eyes.]

[ooc: Anyone can respond to this but the action thread to stop it has already been promised to Wash and York.]
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Quick Check in for Members of Project Freelancer, the UNSC, and our mutual associates- or anyone that wants to get word out about themselves having changed or not changed or...whatever. Has questions? This is Agent York and Delta, so far we're unaffected by this time ripple thing. Connie, North, Wash, Grif, Chief, Theta, Cortana, Locus, Azucar, Parker, Pidge, Fareeha, Amélie - and anyone else I'm forgetting, shoot me a text back, alright?

I'll deliver pancakes and blankets or other care package items if needed. If you'd rather come talk in person swing by my habitat, I'll be hanging in the bar. Directions are below. Also, Jason- buddy? Swing by, I feel like I owe you a beer.


[ In neat green lines there's a little holographic map showing how to get to York's dive bar from the recipient's current location, wherever they might be. ]

Specific refreshments are available upon request.

Video

May. 24th, 2017 10:26 pm
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[This day had to come eventually, didn't it? Just another one of those damn Blood Gulch Sim Troops arriving here to crash the party, and predictability a little late like always. But hey, it wasn't like he hadn't been busy saving a planet or being blissfully retired or anything equally as important. Nope.

The video shifted a little as Tucker tried to set it upright, but it soon found itself quickly propped at an angle that said this wasn't his first time recording himself; the purpose of such skills would be left up to the viewer to guess at their own discretion. But hey, have Tucker with that beautiful aqua colored armor looking right back at you, even as he sat back down and tried to appear relaxed, cool, okay with ...well, all this. All this.

Ladies in hot tight superhero outfits definitely helped.]


So, yeah, Tucker here. [It felt like an interview with Dylan. Good thing talking about himself was one of his favorite things to do.] Please try to contain your applause, but ladies, feel free to toss your bras in my general direction.

[No shame, this one.]

You know, I was kind of busy back home. [With Church shit. It was always Church shit, and there wasn't a single damn regret for it; in a way, he hoped it kept being Church shit because that meant that bastard was still around. Tucker wanted to be back there, needed to be back there because--] Those idiots - my idiots - have no one to lead them now unless you count Sarge and no one counts Sarge. Shit, I don't even think the Reds count Sarge. Okay, so maybe Simmons does, but whatever.

[He sighed, rubbing his hand over his helmet before he just waved his hand.] But cool, superpowers, am I right? I mean, if I was getting chicks before, I'm getting triple chicks now.

[Let the record show that he was not, in fact, getting ladies before, and that the triple of "zero" is still "zero".]

Look, I just want to get this shit done and over with so I can get back to being a badass back home and get my shit done. So, you know, I'll do what I have to, I guess.

[There's a sigh, that burden of few choices and responsibility - ew - before he cocked is head up.]

Hey, important final question: where do all the hotties hang out around here? There's the title of wingman up for grabs if you tell me.

[At least the video ends there, and everyone was probably better for it.]
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[Shepard has settled into her quarters, and the background to her transmission is a thrilling expanse of undecorated wall with a little bit of couch cushion visible near the bottom of the frame. She herself is a red-haired, pale-skinned human woman with green eyes and a calm, no-nonsense demeanor, wearing what looks like it could be a military or merchant marine uniform, though it has no obvious insignia or rank.]

My name's Shepard. I just got here, obviously, and I have a question. The staff was polite about it, but considering one of them nearly dropped his datapad when I floated the idea, there's obviously something they're not telling me...why is "Spectre" a bad codename?

[She could just freakin' Space Google it, but this is a good icebreaker. Besides, she doesn't have her omni-tool and she finds the omnicomm interface unreasonably clunky and inflexible.]
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[Wash looks a bit better than he did a week ago; turns out a successful mission and a plan for the future really do help.]

We've all seen the Legionnaire Legacies, and I'm pretty sure we're all tired of them. Well, Mirage is a genius, and she had an idea: we'll make fake ones. Use our Anywhere Machine to pull real footage, create fake footage to supplement it, write our own narratives, and broadcast them. It'll discredit the press, and it might keep them off our backs, because there's no reason to broadcast someone's past if it's already been done by someone else.

So. Who's in?
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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. A segment has aired on Neutrino News about the Legionnaires and their capture of War and the corrupt Council-members.]

[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. More serious news outlets have already reported on the Council-members; this is one of the fluffier retrospective programs that have aired.]

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

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

Together: And this is Legion Watch! [They say it in unison in the perkiest voices possible and a stylized graphic of the words "Legion Watch" appear at the bottom of the screen. Occasional clickable sidelinks pop up as the news show goes on.]
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[When Kid Q goes on the comms for the post-mission debrief, she is smiling. Smiling smiling smiling.]

I'm happy to report that both of the recent missions were a complete success. After we weakened Tsarista by breaking out of all her story scenarios, we managed to re-capture her in an omnicom. Some of our allies from Sorcerer's World have given us some assistance in providing better magical protections around her prison.

[Her smile widens slightly and goes mischievous.]

If anyone wants to see the pictures we got of Brainy turned into an adorable forest creature, Timber Wolf is making the rounds.
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So uh. Quick question.

[ The feed shows Danny in what looks like the Observation Deck. The only other place he liked to hang out in that wasn't his Nasty Burger biome. He was sitting on the floor, his legs hanging out over the edge. Upper body leaning forward against the railing, as he stared off not at the planet below, but right into space. ]

Does anyone know if there's, like... an arcade around here or something? I've already looked around, and I don't think I saw anything like that. But I dunno, maybe I wasn't looking in the right places.

[ A pause, as he keeps staring into space. Until finally, another question: ]

Also, I was thinking... can I, like... go to the moon?

[ Another pause, in which he starts to feel like maybe that was a dumb question. ]

I-It's not a big deal, I don't really have to do it. I guess in the vegan space future, going to the moon probably isn't that big of an accomplishment anymore. [ A chuckle. ] Thinking about it now, I should probably be thinking about going to like, distant planets, or meeting aliens, or... I dunno, something bigger than going to the moon...

[ But the moon was familiar to him. And everything else here so far wasn't. ]

Anyway, yeah. I guess that's it.
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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. 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! We’ve covered war and loss and monstrous decisions, the apocalypse, and after our last episode we thought we could show you something lighter! Tonight we take a look at the boisterous bachelor in beige armor, Locksmith.


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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. 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: And this is another investigative episode of of Legion Watch: Legionnaire Legacies! Today, our featured Legionnaire brings up a rather controversial question: should a so-called 'hero' be weighed by the sum of their deeds, both good and evil?

Tammee: Or can a person some would consider downright villainous change their ways, fight against the dark urges in their heart, and find redemption among the ranks of the Legion?

Shellee: Villain? Oh my. That seems a little harsh, doesn't it?

Tammee: The truth is harsh, Shellee. And we here are dedicated to uncovering the truth. As I've always said, the public has a right to know.

Shellee: Too true, Tammee. Well, viewers! If you want sinful secrets brought to light and checkered pasts laid bare, look no further. This is no tale of knights in shining armor. This is the Legion's very own armored bad boy, Locus!


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