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legionclubhouse2017-03-26 04:38 am
letsgolegion) wrote in legionclubhouse2017-03-26 04:38 am
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The Telepathic Disaster Test Drive Meme
 The Time Trapper, the being responsible for bringing people into the Legion's universe, is up to some strange tricks! It's now creating illusions of alternate universes and dumping the Legionnaires into them to try to test them as Legionnaires. Each time this happens, the captives -- er, participants have knowledge of the scenario, their role, and what they're supposed to accomplish planted into their heads, but still remember who they once were. To complicate things, the Legionnaires from the 31st century aren't the only ones pulled into this adventure. Strange people from many worlds are being yanked in and finding themselves thrust right into the heart of these conflicts. These universes are technically just illusions (probably!) and all the participants have an inherent knowledge of this placed in their heads, but it's up to them if they believe it -- and the danger is real. If you die in one of these scenarios you stay dead. This time everyone is being dumped into a scenario where they're dealing with... Er, a different attack on Titan. Titan, Saturn's moon, is a beautiful colonized world with elegant cities and black methane seas. It has long been inhabited by the Titanians, a race of human-looking telepaths that live in the shadow of Saturn's rings. Renowned for their mental abilities -- and sometimes feared for them -- the Titanians are instrumental to the ongoing function of the United Planets. Titan's capital city, Titanopolis, is home to the Titanet Tower, the central hub of the telepathy-fueled communication networks that allow for long-distance communication and data transmission for the entire whole UP. That's why Titanopolis is under attack by terrorists in the employ of the cosmic horror known as Chronoblivion. This attack is slamming the city on multiple fronts, causing a variety of different disasters, and some of them are a special kind of nasty thanks to the telepathic nature of Titanopolis' citizens. Your character has found themselves in the middle of the chaos. The streets are filled with the sounds of running feet, breaking glass, and methane explosions, but the voices of the Titanians are strangely silent, due to their tendency to speak via telepathy instead of with speech. Instead of hearing it with their ears, your character's mind is filled to the brim with the Titanians' mental screams. While it's possible that the civilians in this scenario aren't real, there's no way to be 100% sure. What your character can be sure of is that if they are real, they need their help. (Based on player preference, for the purposes of the meme, characters can either lose powers, retain their canon powers, or find themselves with new powers. It's up to you.) SCENARIO A: CHILDHOOD FEARS Psionic devices all around the city are telepathically injuring Titanians and causing their powers to go berserk, which is leading to a nasty slew of effects. One type of device is causing Titanians to bring the childhood fears of themselves and others to life and make them tangible. Whether those fears are puppets, the clown from IT, being sucked through the drain in a swimming pool, Bloody Mary, or spiders, those fears can come to life and become tangible enough to do damage to more than just your character's youthful psyche. They can be as simple as scary animals like snakes, or complex enough to be capable of speech, based on player preference. Fortunately, the devices seem to be focusing only on old childhood fears, but that still won't be all that reassuring when your character is facing down the living embodiment of an illustration from "Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark" that they never could quite get out of their heads. Still, these constructs can be destroyed several ways: by the character facing the fear, destroying the device causing the effect in that particular area, or good ol' fashioned brute force. SCENARIO B: METHANE IS APPARENTLY FLAMMABLE The city is a bit like Venice on Earth, connected by various canals and channels. While standard hover-craft, threshold gates, and monorails are responsible for most transportation, gondolas still ferry around those who want a scenic route over the sluggish methane streams and lakes. The concentration of gases in the atmosphere, and a vast network of outdoor fire suppression systems help keep any methane burnoffs from being dangerous -- usually. But explosive devices that have been planted around the city's canals and methane-ways are also pumping explosive accelerants into each blast. This means there are quite a few people that need rescue. Some are trapped in debris from structures collapsing due to explosions. Others are trapped in buildings that are rapidly becoming consumed by fires that the firefighters are having difficulty fighting due to methane feeding into them. The firefighters and rescue workers are overwhelmed and definitely need a hand rescuing civilians and containing the blazes. SCENARIO C: MASS PANIC Sometimes people panic in the face of disaster. Sometimes crowds can get violent with each other, due to their fear, and that effect will be ten times worse due to the Titanians accidentally projecting their fear via telepathy and torquing each other up as they try to get to safe places or loot stores for supplies. This projected panic won't affect only the Titanians, either. While working to calm crowds and usher the Titanians to safer places, rescuers will have to fight through a range of negative emotions being projected onto them by the scared telepaths -- everything from terror to frustration to hopelessness. SCENARIO D: PROP HUNT Some nasty creatures have been released in the chaos -- dangerous Sitrekian trillifs. These small, vicious, semi-sentient creatures have amorphous bodies that can sharpen into harder forms -- usually ones with dangerous teeth and claws, capable of maiming or killing sentients. These mimics take on the form of random objects to hide from threats and to lay in wait so they can ambush their prey and feed on their blood. The only thing that can give their location away is the low-level psychic feedback they give off while transformed into an object. The closer someone is to a trillif, the more they hear their psychic whispers and the more they get "the creeps," sensations of hair standing on the back of the neck, skin crawling, etc. Trillifs are much easier to kill while in solid form, meaning that it's ideal for your characters to work together and figure out what objects they're hiding as before they transform back -- the moment they transform into their real forms, they're much harder to destroy. Unfortunately, the trillifs that have been released into this conflict to cause even more suffering are fairly intelligent, and thus are hiding in places that are to their advantage. To hunt them down, characters will have to face them in areas with lots of potential objects they could be hiding as, such as in abandoned futuristic malls. SCENARIO E: AFTERMATH Want to have an option that's a little more conversational? Characters can chit-chat in the aftermath of the attack and meet each other only after everything is over. There are still injured Titanians to help move to safer places and work to be done, but the characters can have a moment to bond while finally getting a breather. SCENARIO F: WILD CARD Have an idea for something that you don't see an option for? There's lots that can be done with telepathic threats. Perhaps a device causes the Titanians to make your character suddenly ruled by their id, or to have their entire personality invert to be its opposite. Players are free to make up their own threats and scenarios. (Don't worry about getting anything "right," this is a test drive, and the bubble universe is a little slippery and mutable! Get messy!) ✦ Current players in game can jump into this and do starters if they like so they can play with new players and each other. This meme will count as part of the game canon for those that opt in, though they'll find their memories somewhat fuzzy afterward. These threads can count toward your AC, however the "new CR" credit cannot be applied since not every character joining in is guaranteed to join the game. This takes place just before "The Spies Who Sprocked Us" and "Through the Looking Glass." ✦ Potential players can use this as a standard test drive and may use these threads as their log samples. However, at least one post in their thread must fit the requirements for apps, both in length (200 words) and in quality. If you do plan on using a thread as a sample, please make sure the writing throughout your threads is a good example of your writing skills and has some solid examples of the character's voice. ✦ Potential players can also opt to keep these threads as game canon when they app in, so that their character remembers the scenario and then suddenly finds themselves in the game universe. However, this is opt in and players can choose to introduce their characters fresh if they'd prefer that and no other characters will remember they were there. Please just note which you'd like in the additional info field on your app. ✦ If you are considering apping to the game, currently 2 of 40 player slots are available, but new player reserves open and close at the game fairly frequently, and slots open regularly due to natural drops. The character limit is 4 characters per player. You can also scope out some of the game's upcoming plots here to get an idea of what kind of plots are in the game and what's to come. ✦ Non-players who like the meme but aren't really considering apping to the game are free to jump in. The more the merrier! The Time Trapper wants a confusing situation and will enjoy the chaos of lots of strange people trying to figure out what's going on. |
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"Master Chief Petty Officer SPARTAN-117, United Nations Space Command." Spelling out the acronym isn't normal, but it feels so good and natural to introduce himself this way instead of just the Legion code name for once. "Currently with the Legion of Superheroes. Welcome to Titan, Commander."
Which... there's Saturn right up there in the sky, but at least he can offer confirmation. Then the Chief hesitates. He needs to deliver this generator, but he also needs to not disrespect an officer. She's not UNSC or Legion, but you don't do that.
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"Nice to meet you, Chief." That he gave a number rather than a name is weird, and he's using an old rank system despite the obvious sophistication of his armor, but those are the least of her questions about what's going on. "I don't want to hijack a work detail, but if you don't mind talking while you walk, I'd really appreciate a better briefing than the one I got."
Which was no briefing at all, so even laconic Spartan answers would be an improvement.
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"There are alternate realities," he says. "A powerful being is recruiting people to stop a worse one from consuming all of them."
He's flat and factual, like this is a thing people accept every day with no problem.
"This was a training exercise."
Well, so they think.
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Matching the Chief's strides bears a strong resemblance to keeping up with a turian, but the similarity doesn't extend much past the height. He looks like he could snap one of the lanky aliens over his knee without thinking about it.
"Oh, is that all?" Though her voice is very dry, after the last few years, Shepard's willingness to accept the impossible has hit a high water mark. "Don't suppose anyone cleared it with my chain of command first."
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"If they did, mine will feel left out."
Excuse us, UNSC, can we borrow a Spartan? It's important, we promise. That would go over well.
They're interrupted by reaching their destination. A Titanian flags the Chief down as they approach the hospital tents that have been put up. He hands the generator off to two of them. Even the hastily-deployed emergency equipment that's out here is head and shoulders above what the Chief's used to, but it still hasn't done anyone a bit of good without power. In no time, lights are up and the worse injured are receiving much-needed care that wasn't possible without the machines.
Good.
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Shepard lets the conversation die, or at least fall unconscious for a bit while she watches the crew set up the generator, a half-intent, half-puzzled expression on her face. The Titanians need to have sophisticated technology to live as they do, pushing aside the moon's toxic atmosphere and taming its flammable hydrocarbon seas, but everything about their gear looks primitive, not an omni-tool or a VI in sight.
She can ask about it later. Bad form to leave your NCOs hanging, even when they're not strictly your NCOs.
"I just love being AWOL." True, the Illusive Man's bottomless pockets and limited oversight had made operations fast and simple, but she prefers when the greater good doesn't require her to work with terrorists while legitimate governments are too busy pretending nothing at all could possibly be wrong. Shepard gives the Chief a sidelong glance and a wry half-smile. "At least this'll net me a psych discharge instead of prison."
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Away from the chain of command? Surrounded by people who don't understand? If it weren't for the apocalypse prevention aspect of this, he'd gladly pass.
Well. Maybe there are a few
peoplethings he'd miss, but he isn't going to dwell on it."I'd think the end of the world might be an extenuating circumstance, regardless."
He's completely deadpan.