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legionclubhouse2016-01-31 11:39 pm
letsgolegion) wrote in legionclubhouse2016-01-31 11:39 pm
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TEST DRIVE MEME
Pick a scenario!
Scenario A: Time for a stakeout! You and your partner have been tasked with staking out a place to catch a crime in progress. Maybe you're stuck somewhere comfy with snacks and a deck of cards. Maybe you're sitting somewhere on top of a building together in the rain, miserable and snapping at each other.
Perhaps you can use this time to get to know a stranger on the team better or maybe it's a time you can bond with someone you're hoping to be better friends with. Whatever the case, you've got to keep a close eye out and the only real entertainment you have is each other.
Scenario B: You're on the run! An evil totalitarian government got angry about the Legion nosing into some of their affairs and you and one of your teammates got captured. To avoid a terrible fate, you escaped and are now on the run on a hostile alien world full of urban areas swarming with agents looking for you, and dangerous wilderness. With your powers dampened by the power dampening collars on your necks, all you have to rely on is each other.
To make thing even worse, throughout it all, you're handcuffed together with nearly unbreakable cuffs. Yaaaaay. Maybe if you get far enough from the cities, you can hide out long enough for the other Legionnaires to find you.
Scenario C: Make up your own!
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She liked Robbie already. He was silly.
Ladybug liked silly. Even if it put her off a bit from like-liking Chat, she still enjoyed his goofiness as a friend. And her best friend Alya could get awfully silly sometimes, too, even if she tended towards being the level-headed one out of the two of them.
Joking around about what they were seeing definitely beat just sitting around watching and doing nothing. So she joined right in, clasping her hands together in an expression of unbridled emotion.
"But Jean-Paul, I lied to you, too! I'm actually...a flock of pigeons in a dress!"
She placed the back of her hand against her forehead, as if she was faint.
"Oh Jean-Paul, I want to still be with you but how can our love survive?! We're from two different worlds -- you, from an anthill, and I, from the park, where a man feeds me bread every other day and I steal croissants from unsuspecting tourists!"
She paused, then for the sake of character, she added a pigeon noise:
"Coo."
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"Okay, okay-pfft" he said, trying, not very successfully, to get his laughter under control, "gi-give me a-ha sec here."
Getting a hold of himself, he gasped theatrically. "Another man? How could you? Were the crumbs I painstakingly gathered by relay not enough? Day in and day out we carried things 5000 times our own weight for you, and this is how you repay us?"
It'd been ages since he'd been able to just indulge his silly side with someone like this. Since before the TV show in fact, since the rest of the Warriors on that version of the team hadn't been the type for it. The merged world he'd arrived just afterward hadn't exactly been the place for it, either. He'd almost forgotten how much fun it was.
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Then she gasped as if she was surprised it was him gathering crumbs all along.
"I swear he meant nothing to me! I thought the crumbs you gathered were just left there. I didn't realize you sacrificed so much for me."
She dropped to her knees from her chair and threw herself against the windowsill dramatically.
"All this time, it was you and I never knew! Oh, my love, please give me another chance! We can't give up on us. We can make this work."
She let out another despondent pigeon noise full of love and yearning. "Rou!"
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"I'll keep watch."
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"Sooo..keep doing the terrible, terrible show, or do you have any other ideas cooking up there?"
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Instead of fighting, the two criminals were now sitting and reading magazines in the apartment, waiting for their third accomplice to show up -- which was when they'd jump into action.
Marinette sat there with her arms on the windowsill, resting her chin on them as she watched. Occasionally, she peeked over at Robbie curiously, before deciding to just speak her mind.
"I don't think I've seen you joke around that much before now. You always seem a little..." Not really serious, something else "--reserved."
Like he wasn't really angry or sad or overly serious, but like he was keeping to himself and holding something inside.
That was her impression anyway.
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"I used to do it a lot, actually." Before the Cataclysm, before learning about Stamford, before having to hide himself under the mask of Ricochet.
"It's a long, complicated story, and it's not a fun one," he warned, in case she felt like pressing him about it.
"The short answer is I haven't had much to joke about recently, and I actually had to stop for a while for my own safety. The long answer actually involves time travel and alternate universes."
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She figured it might be something serious and painful and if that was the case, maybe it was best for him not to say anything. She didn't want to pry too much.
At the same time, she didn't like it when people were sad, especially if they didn't seem to usually have downer personalities. And she wondered if it might help him to have a sympathetic ear.
"On the other hand, you can if you want to. I'm a good listener."
Maybe she wouldn't have any experience with the situation but she could still try to be kind after hearing it.
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He looked back out the window, trying to collect his thoughts.
"Where this all starts is the fact that my home universe sort of merged with an earlier version of this one. That was this big, cosmic fight in space, and it ended with universes were in danger of being destroyed, so a pair of powerful, godlike entities pushed both of them together to save them."
"That's a thing you're probably going to have to get used to, by the way," Robbie added, unconsciously delaying the worst part of his tale. "Superpowerful beings with the ability to eat planets or alter reality are kind of common when dealing with space stuff. Nova sometimes ended up getting our team involved in it."
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"That's hard to even wrap my head around."
That sounded almost...catastrophic. Even if they were saved.
"How did the world survive? How can two worlds survive as one? What happened to all the people?"
She had a feeling that she wasn't going to like the answer.
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"No one's entirely sure what happened to all the other people up in space, but back home on earth? It was mass chaos. The population doubled overnight, countries and cities appeared where there weren't any before. My universe's New York, the New York from the other one, Metropolis, Gotham, both Phillies, became this huge giant kludge of a city." Robbie, while making a squishing motion with his hands to illustrate the idea, decided he wasn't going to use its unofficial name anywhere around Marinette.
"Overpopulation, food shortages, homelessness...and to top it all off most of the supervillains had stayed on Earth and we were stuck outside of time. It took us a year to start showing back up."
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"You really weren't joking about the 'complicated.' That sounds awful."
That meant two Parises, probably all crammed together so there were too many people. That meant lots of people going hungry and probably fighting that she and Chat would've had to try to stop...
"It sounds like a nightmare."
How could something like that be fixed?
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"Even with all that, I could've bounced back and rolled with it fairly easily. That's what I do. Literally and metaphorically. But, see, when we started returning, a few heroes didn't come back exactly the same way they left. While most of the people who went into space actually remembered going in the first place and everything else? Some of us, me included, were basically from different points in our personal timelines. We'd lost months, years of memories, and we were younger than when we left."
Robbie took a deep breath here. Everything else, he had a fairly good handle on. This was the hard part.
"The team Nova and I were on, the New Warriors? Back before all this, we'd been doing a reality show. We'd go around to small towns and helped get rid of supervillains that were trying to avoid places with a lot of heroes. The producers helped fund the whole thing in exchange for the right to film. The last thing I remembered before everything went to hell was us coming back off a hiatus."
He stared out the window, not really seeing it.
"Next thing I knew I was in the city, and I was missing about a year of memories. And in that year...I screwed up. The team was fighting this dude called Nitro, who has the power to explode. Wasn't really that much of a threat usually, but he'd been taking drugs to amplify his powers. We hadn't known that, and so I, the me that went through all this instead of time-travelling, egged the rest of the team into attacking Nitro head-on. He exploded, and took out the entire neighborhood, half of a nearby school and my entire team. I was the only one who survived."
Robbie wasn't breaking down. He'd talked through it multiple times, but while he could get through it, it wasn't entirely easy, and likely never would be.
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And then she was basically completely overwhelmed by sympathy. Boom. Her heart exploded.
How horrible!
"So you lost your team -- your partners. And the people you were trying to save died."
She tried to imagine that, coming from some strange adventure to save the world only to find the world remembering her failure.
Only to find that her crime-fighting partner was dead and that it was partly her fault, even if she couldn't remember it, even if it hadn't happened yet for her.
No more Chat. No more stupid puns, and friendly jokes and him watching her back --
It was a thought she quickly had to stop thinking about because it made her heart want to break. Maybe he could be annoying sometimes but he was her friend and her partner and she couldn't even imagine what it would be like to walk into a world where he was suddenly gone and it was partly her fault that the world was that way.
Robbie had lost multiple friends and partners that way. And found out that people he'd tried to save died.
As she saw him staring at the window, blank-faced, she felt even worse. He looked so...resigned to it. And sad.
For a moment, she lifted her arms, almost wanting to give him a hug. She didn't know him well but in the time she had gotten to know him, she'd been able to tell he was a good person that cared about protecting people.
Then she just kind of froze like that, torn about what to do.
"I sort of want to hug you," she said, with her arms frozen like that. "But I don't want to do it if you'd think it was weird. But I really sort of want to."
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"Really," he insisted, "I could use one. C'mere."
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"I'm sorry," she said. "For everything you lost."
It was a lot to lose.
"But it's okay if you laugh, you know. I know I don't really know what it's like." She pulled away and pursed her lips together. "But I know that if the same happened to me and I lost my partn--my friend. One of my closest friends. If it was partly because of something I did, that he'd...I think he'd forgive me. And he'd want me to laugh. I bet your friends would've wanted that, too."