TEST DRIVE MEME

[letsgolegion]

TEST DRIVE MEME



Pick a scenario!

Scenario A: The Legion has been invited to a fancy reception with the United Planets Council because various public officials and dignitaries want to meet with the new Legionnaires. Even the older Legionnaires don't want to go, but they've been told that if they bring the rookies they'll get some funding and resources to work on their project of getting the newbies home.

So everyone's put on their best color-changing dresses and self-tying ties and are getting to work rubbing elbows and trying to pretend they actually want to be there.

Naturally, while some of the dignitaries are polite and genuinely interested in the plight of the interdimensional refugees, many of the dignitaries are downright rude in various ways, either by making the rookies feel as if they'll never measure up to the old Legion (as if being brought into this world is some fault of theirs) or by being condescending when hearing about their comparatively "primitive" worlds. ("Oh, you still use fossil fuels there? How quaint!") Some like the green-skinned Coluans are outright hostile, telling the rookies that by helping the Legion, they're betraying organic life because of the Legion's support of Robotica.

A fun time is being had by all, naturally.

Okay, that's a lie, but at least the rookies have each other to talk to, right? And there's no dearth of weird future fashion to quietly make fun off.


Scenario B: The reception is under attack! A Xanthan terrorist group has busted in and plans on taking some of the dignitaries hostage in exchange for some of their number being released from prison.

"Nobody move and no one has to get hurt!" the leader cries out, his gun pointed at Madame President.

Unfortunately for them, the Legion got a last-minute invite to this little shindig. Time to team up with one of your teammates to kick some butt and practice those quips!


REMINDER:

There are only 30 player slots in the game. We do want to remind players of that at each step towards game opening, just so they're aware during the reserve/app process that these slots might fill fast. We've also moved the opening of reserves a day to make it more convenient for the mods. Here are the current dates for upcoming events:

RESERVES WILL OPEN ON: 12/20/15 @ 5PM EST/2PM PST/10PM GMT
APPS WILL OPEN ON: 12/26/15 @ 5PM EST/2PM PST/10PM GMT
GAME STARTS ON: 1/01/16

Comments

[worthlesspride]

Oikawa makes a noncommittal sound. "My present doesn't have space battles. At least not on earth. Probably in other parts of the galaxy."

Grif did bring up a point that Oikawa had been steadfastly ignoring. The fighting. Oikawa could... probably handle himself okay in a fight. He was an athlete, he was in shape, had good aim, and could take a hit (his best friend was not a gentle person, especially not after Oikawa riled him him by teasing him). Still, despite Iwaizumi's violence against him, there had been only one time that Oikawa had ever risen his fist against anyone. And even then he had instantly regretted it. Could he fight? He didn't know.

It was probably just as well his powers were more defensive in nature.

"Is your present in the future from now, or contemporary to this now?"

[whyarewehere]

"It doesn't? Sounds nice," says Grif, with actual sincerity. "I'd take 'not fighting in space' over the superpowers thing too, if I got to pick."

Or 'not fighting at all'. Or maybe even 'not doing anything at all ever', that sounds about his speed.

On the subject of the present, he peers around the room at the many subtle displays of deep future technology. "My present's like..." he thinks about it. "We've been in space since forever now, but not even close to as long as these guys. This isn't our future though, nobody has actual superpowers back home and our aliens are assholes."

"...You know. Even more than these guys." He jerks a thumb over one shoulder toward the crowd, pleased with his own joke.

[worthlesspride]

Humming thoughtfully Oikawa rolled back on the heels of his feet. He didn't know about 'different futures' but alternate dimensions were a near constant in science fiction and he read an article where scientists from his time were pretty sure that a multiverse existed, so he was rolling with it.

Really, science fiction from his time was proving to be extremely helpful.

"Well, I'm afraid assholes are a universal construct. There are plenty of warmongering assholes, dumb political assholes, and criminal assholes in my time, and obviously they're here as well. Let's just be thankful the ones in this room are the dumb political ones."