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legionmissions2017-01-03 06:11 am
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NO SANITY CLAUSE [modplot]
Who| Open to everyone not in "Silent Horizon"
What| An alternate version of The Joker, Herald of Chronoblivion, wreaks havoc on Cargg
Where| Relegg, capitol city of Cargg
When| Shortly after the other half of the team is deployed to the Silent Horizon
Warnings/Notes| Bombs, madpeople, forced drugging/torture of civilians, creepiness, and chaos
It starts with a bang, of course. Bombs going off, Joker gas making innocent Carggites go completely mad. Joker gang members, paid mercenaries and criminals, pour out into the streets, damaging property and attacking whoever they come in contact with. It's all one big nightmarish surprise -- but one that clearly took a lot of planning. All these bombs, and gas deployment systems, and tech suppression devices, and all these minions... it's random and yet not, calculated and improvised all at once.
This universe hasn't seen a villain like this in 1000 years, and last time it saw it, it was the same one, albeit a version native to this dimension. This one's from another similar dimension, but he dances around in the middle of it all the same way, laughing. Floating cameras broadcast his face to every viewscreen in the UP; he's taken over all the channels.
His body is strange, the colors of his skin and clothes and anything he touches black and white and inverted, like the negative of a photo, but that wide Cheshire grin is just as sinister as it's always been -- in the past or present, in this universe or any other.
"Hellooooo United Planets! Are you sick of having most social ills abolished? Tired of languishing under the heavy burden of an actually functional justice system? Are you bored with never wanting or needing for anything?" He waves both arms with a flourish and does a little soft shoe. "Then it's your lucky day! For a paltry sum of absolutely nothing, you can have your very own Joker! I slice 'em, I dice 'em, I make julienne surprise! Which you need desperately; just admit it, living in a perfect universe is a drag! Humdrum! Tedious!"
He blows a raspberry and waves a hand like it's the worst thing he's ever heard.
"It's a bunch of hooey, I tell ya'. Fortunately, for you, I'm here to blow the galaxy wide open!" Explosions go off behind him and there's a chorus of screams. "Literally!"
He lets out a chilling laugh, like someone's just told him the funniest joke he's ever heard.
"I even recruited a motley crew of madmen to help me with this momentous occasion -- including some UP citizens I tortured to insanity in my Ha Ha Hacienda, my own little homemade Arkham just outside the city. I missed some old friends, don'cha know, from the golden days when psychotics could roll through the revolving doors of the nuthut and freely wander the streets. I couldn't get any of them crazy enough to put on a bat costume -- that was a little too nutty even for them, hoo hoo! -- but I managed to get some familiar faces grinning back at me again, with only a turn or two of the thumbscrews."
His smile widens, even though that should be impossible for it to get any wider.
"This is just the start! Because your precious heroes, those brave souls in the Legion of Superheroes -- they've kept a little secret from the fair citizens of the UP." He leans in close to one of the cameras. "And it's that I'm just the opening act! The warm up! The main event is still to come. Y'see, I'm good pals with Chronoblivion, a monster from outside of space and time that's almost as maniacal as me, and after I've set the galaxy on fire -- and made sure it's well done -- he's ready to settle in for the main course, i.e. you. Your whole universe is going right down the hatch!"
He sweeps both arms out.
"Until then, sit back and enjoy the show, kids! I promise it'll be a gas!"
Another bomb explodes, filling the area around him with Joker gas. Screams in the area around him start turning to hysterical laughter that matches his own laugh, which bursts out of him like a living thing.
"HA HA HA HA! AHA HAHA HAHA HAHA HAHAHAHAHA!"
What| An alternate version of The Joker, Herald of Chronoblivion, wreaks havoc on Cargg
Where| Relegg, capitol city of Cargg
When| Shortly after the other half of the team is deployed to the Silent Horizon
Warnings/Notes| Bombs, madpeople, forced drugging/torture of civilians, creepiness, and chaos
It starts with a bang, of course. Bombs going off, Joker gas making innocent Carggites go completely mad. Joker gang members, paid mercenaries and criminals, pour out into the streets, damaging property and attacking whoever they come in contact with. It's all one big nightmarish surprise -- but one that clearly took a lot of planning. All these bombs, and gas deployment systems, and tech suppression devices, and all these minions... it's random and yet not, calculated and improvised all at once.
This universe hasn't seen a villain like this in 1000 years, and last time it saw it, it was the same one, albeit a version native to this dimension. This one's from another similar dimension, but he dances around in the middle of it all the same way, laughing. Floating cameras broadcast his face to every viewscreen in the UP; he's taken over all the channels.
His body is strange, the colors of his skin and clothes and anything he touches black and white and inverted, like the negative of a photo, but that wide Cheshire grin is just as sinister as it's always been -- in the past or present, in this universe or any other.
"Hellooooo United Planets! Are you sick of having most social ills abolished? Tired of languishing under the heavy burden of an actually functional justice system? Are you bored with never wanting or needing for anything?" He waves both arms with a flourish and does a little soft shoe. "Then it's your lucky day! For a paltry sum of absolutely nothing, you can have your very own Joker! I slice 'em, I dice 'em, I make julienne surprise! Which you need desperately; just admit it, living in a perfect universe is a drag! Humdrum! Tedious!"
He blows a raspberry and waves a hand like it's the worst thing he's ever heard.
"It's a bunch of hooey, I tell ya'. Fortunately, for you, I'm here to blow the galaxy wide open!" Explosions go off behind him and there's a chorus of screams. "Literally!"
He lets out a chilling laugh, like someone's just told him the funniest joke he's ever heard.
"I even recruited a motley crew of madmen to help me with this momentous occasion -- including some UP citizens I tortured to insanity in my Ha Ha Hacienda, my own little homemade Arkham just outside the city. I missed some old friends, don'cha know, from the golden days when psychotics could roll through the revolving doors of the nuthut and freely wander the streets. I couldn't get any of them crazy enough to put on a bat costume -- that was a little too nutty even for them, hoo hoo! -- but I managed to get some familiar faces grinning back at me again, with only a turn or two of the thumbscrews."
His smile widens, even though that should be impossible for it to get any wider.
"This is just the start! Because your precious heroes, those brave souls in the Legion of Superheroes -- they've kept a little secret from the fair citizens of the UP." He leans in close to one of the cameras. "And it's that I'm just the opening act! The warm up! The main event is still to come. Y'see, I'm good pals with Chronoblivion, a monster from outside of space and time that's almost as maniacal as me, and after I've set the galaxy on fire -- and made sure it's well done -- he's ready to settle in for the main course, i.e. you. Your whole universe is going right down the hatch!"
He sweeps both arms out.
"Until then, sit back and enjoy the show, kids! I promise it'll be a gas!"
Another bomb explodes, filling the area around him with Joker gas. Screams in the area around him start turning to hysterical laughter that matches his own laugh, which bursts out of him like a living thing.
"HA HA HA HA! AHA HAHA HAHA HAHA HAHAHAHAHA!"
"GOTHAM VILLAIN" FIGHTS
Hal Jordan, Jason Grace, and Gaige | Clayface
Now he's the very definition of "I have no mouth and I must scream". Unfortunately, in his rage and pain, this new Clayface is attacking everything and everyone in his reach, as if trying to express the pain he's in while no longer having the words to do it.
They either have to take him down by force -- or try to reach the tortured soul within.
Powers: A body of living protoplasmic mud that can shapeshift into crude shapes. Superhuman strength.
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So much for shoot first and ask questions later.
Gaige just ducked out of the way as big, stupid and ugly charged at her.
"So uh, anybody else got ideas on how to take him down? Or am I gonna have to shoot some more?"
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This wasn't just some person being paid to kill them, this wasn't your normal bad guy. But they still had to take them down, at least he knew they couldn't kill him with bullets.
"I could try stunning him. Not sure how effective that will be on someone who is made of clay though," Jason mused, glancing from behind the cover he'd taken when Gaige had started shooting. Electricity wasn't always that effective against earth -- not unless he made it explosive and concentrated -- but it was just as likely for him to reform around it like he had with the bullets.
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Hal was speaking from experience - and Clayface was proving the point even as he said it; he'd been trying a few different constructs to contain the man while they were talking, and he'd easily changed shapes to slide right out of all of them.
Sam Alexander and Namorita | Poison Ivy
"You're going to bow down to me. It's in your nature -- and nature itself is at my command."
If someone else were saying it, it might come off a little saucy, but it's clear that her mind isn't all there. Her eyes are unfocused and her eyelids twitch as she walks towards them.
Plants spring around her wherever she walks, cracking up sidewalks, crushing cars, and tearing apart buildings. Though she has a cold exterior, it's clear from the carnage that rage and pain are right under the surface.
Powers: Plant growth and manipulation. Her native Titanian telepathy also works, but it's weaker and geared only towards making others love her. It can be fought with enough willpower.
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Okay, she's still hot. Sam's a teenage boy, he can't help but notice. But it doesn't mean he can't recognize a bad idea when he sees one at least some of the time, so he tries to give himself a mental kick in the nuts and keep his head in the game -
A vine slides along the ground beneath him and snags his ankle, and he makes a small noise of surprise as he blasts it and jumps to hover a bit off the ground.
Blue Rose and Yuuri Katsuki | Firefly
"Look at how they dance. So beautiful."
There are forms that look like people dancing in the flames; they move like living things as they spread and try to consume the actual people running from the fires springing up.
Powers: A human, with no natural powers. However, he has a flame gun that lets him set things on fire, and even cause explosions. His antigrav wings let him fly and his clothes are completely fire retardant.
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But there were more trying to get out of the burning buildings nearby. He couldn't fight Firefly and free them at the same time.
Luckily he wasn't alone. Not far off he saw a flash of blue.
"Blue Rose!" Yuuri called out. "I need a hand!"
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Oh. Yuuri. What was his codename again? "Sloshy" had to by a joke of some kind. She skims over, flying over the rubble to avoid having to land, and settles down near the skater. Already maxed out on rescues, but... She'd already gotten the full score, the polite thing to do would be to let Yuuri handle the burning building while she dealt with the firebug up there. But she'd seen him at work and, while there wasn't exactly no talent there, people's lives were at stake. Points didn't mean anything if she was the sure rescue.
"Distract him. Don't try to fight, just distract. I'll join you as soon as I've put out that mess." Not waiting for a confirmation, Blue Rose snapped out her orders, then flitted up into the air, blasting ice streams from her liquid guns through every open window she could spot.
Her methods were cool and methodical. If you took away the flying it'd be something she'd done dozens of times before. But there was a lot of fire and a lot of windows. It'd take her good while to put out everything and make ice slides for the Carggites to exit with, and paying attention to a raving pyromaniac wasn't something she could manage while busy with everything else.
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He skated forward, still preferring his feet on the ground. It was a neat little trick he'd learned, using the ice powers to glide across the ground, like the entire world was an ice rink.
"Hey, stop!" he called out to Firefly, aiming blasts of his ice powers at him in the air. "Um, you're under arrest!"
That sounded at least vaguely authoritative, right? If it seemed like he was just trying to bring him in, it'd seem less like just a distraction.
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Thankfully, she was wrapping her end up quickly. She couldn't just flash-freeze the buildings, not with people inside. But they were rapidly evacuating and she was hearing less urgent reports of little old ladies or children a few rooms down. Whether that meant she'd taken too long or she'd cleared them out, Blue Rose didn't know. She preferred to t0 think it was the latter.
"I'm nearly done over here. Listen." This was someone else's job. She wasn't suited for coordinating or anything like that. "I just came out of one of the tech suppression zones. Three blocks east. Can you make it there or do you need help?"
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Inahime and Casey Jones | Killer Croc
"Hungry..."
He's a man of few words, but only because he wants to fill his mouth up with something else: people.
Powers: Superhuman strength, durability, and senses. Reptilian teeth, claws, and scale-like skin. Healing factor.
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They don't do much, is the problem. Two of the arrows don't penetrate his skin, bouncing off and falling to the ground. The third strikes home, but he heals around is so quickly that it might as well have failed like the others.
"Ah..." That's...not good.
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Casey watches the skin heal over and figures my turn, but the three explosive charges he slapshots at Killer Croc are about as effective as Ina's arrows. They drop harmlessly to the street and the impacts barely ruffle the few clothes it's got on.
"Now what?" He really hopes that Ina has a clue, because right now he's coming up short.
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The moment of hesitation passes quickly, and her bow snaps up again, arrow nocked and ready. "I don't think we can count on knocking him out. We need to slow him up enough to contain him, somehow."
Containing him might mean knocking a building onto him, or worse, but even the superstrong have their limits, she figures.
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"I totally thought that arrow was gonna do it." He mutters, rolling his shoulders. "Think we can get his feet out from under him?"
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That's not the arrow she's aiming now, though. The one that's now singing through the air? That's just a normal one.
Only this time, she's aimed for Croc's eyes.
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Jason Lee Scott and Vance Astrovik | Scarecrow
A Naltorian born with future blindness, Lema Len went into psychology and became fascinated with people's fears of what might happen in the future.
Now he has a chance to explore that fear.
"True fear is the absence of hope. And you're getting in the way of that hope being destroyed. Now you're the ones who need to be afraid."
Powers: No powers, but armed with a fear gas that can cause people to hallucinate their worst fears. This can either be used to turn innocent Carggites against the Legionnaires by tricking them into thinking the Legionnaires are what they fear, or if the Legionnaires are caught in an area with tech suppression, they might find their transuits failing so that they have to fight through the effects of the fear gas.
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The object of Jason's attention is a few blocks in the distance, a rolling cloud passing between buildings.
"It doesn't look the same as the Smilex." He frowns, wishing he hadn't shattered his minicomm earlier. "What do you think?"
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And, well. When they went home, Rich and Nita would be gone, so better to spend as much time with them as possible.
Which still meant that it was on him that he didn't really know Amp all that well. Oh, he knew his powers since he had a habit of reading personnel files while on watch, but he left things like history out. Those were things that he didn't need to know, after all.
He turned to look at the guy Amp was pointing out, raising his hand to shade his eyes. "No, doesn't look like Smilex, but I still really don't like the look of him, either. We might want to get over there."
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He honestly hadn't seen the guy. He'd been referring to the gas. But now that Vance's mentioned it, there's no way he could miss the dude. Especially not in a costume that tacky. Did he itch with all that straw stuffed in his sleeves?
Jason glanced at Justice before focusing on the Scarecrow. "You're telekinetic, right? I don't know how much you know about me, but I can work to increase powers a little. Could you handle that if we boosted you some, then dropped down on this guy, or what?" With all that gas around, it was a good thing that he had his trans suit. But they'd have to have some way of clearing it out, just in case it was bad for someone.
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He turned, looking over the mess. "I can try. Gas is weird and normally it takes a lot of care and concentration to keep it in one place. With a power boost, it might be easier."
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"Can you make some kind of telekinetic fan or something? Suck it into space?" Jason's read comic books. That's how those things work, right?
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