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The Legion [Mods] ([personal profile] letsgolegion) wrote in [community profile] legionmissions2017-01-15 07:55 am

SILENT HORIZON - [Part 2: Facing the Faceless/Escape] [modplot]

Who| Everyone in Silent Horizon plot
What| Fighting the Faceless, a perilous escape, and a chance to have a breather
Where| In the In-Between, the Silent Horizon, and then the Legion Cruiser
When| Chronologically, only hours have passed in the outside world from when the team disappeared, but it's up to players whether their characters perceived it as being hours or days
Warnings/Notes| Gore, blood, body horror, all the usual


They hear the voice again, calling out to them. Not the Faceless, not the dark whispers of this world. It's the same tinny voice that warned them, that told them not to give into the Faceless' offer. It's the voice that told them their Phalanxed teammates can still be saved if the Faceless is killed in time before they die.

It calls out again. Wherever they are, whatever the landscape is doing, they can hear it.

"I know you have no reason to trust me. I know you've been probably hearing lots of voices in this place, telling you all kinds of things. But I'm trying to help you. There's a way to end this, to stop the Faceless. Just follow my voice. My language synthesizer is broadcasting in the telepathic range like telepathic earplugs and I've managed to reconfigure it to broadcast through the entire In-Between. You should be hearing it wherever you are and you should be able to use its broadcast strength to navigate. I think I've managed to secure it from the Faceless and his Phalanx but there's no way to be sure."

How loud the voice is changes as they get closer or farther away. They can use it to navigate, albeit very crudely. And now that it's clearer, it's far more recognizable: it's the voice of the Robotican in the horrible footage that played before they were taken -- the one that had his head knocked off.

"My name is N-45LEN/Keth Series. My organic crewmates call --" He pauses, and sounds distraught. "--called me Lenny. I was a crew member of the Silent Horizon. This entire dimension is called the In-Between. It's made up of the body of the Faceless and I'm currently trapped at its core. I can see you Legionnaires from here through...what appears to be some kind structure for processing what equates to ocular stimuli for the Faceless. If any of you get lost, I can see enough to guide you here."

If they need it, they'll find that he can give them individualized directions, no matter what the landscape does, and he can give them to multiple people simultaneously. Having a complex processor for a brain has its perks.

"My organic teammate and I managed to discover the core of the Faceless and its nature, but I'm currently incapacitated and Bob...he just lost it. He nearly destroyed what was left of me and ran off before we could stop the Faceless. I saw him eventually accept the Faceless' offer and turn. If you make it here where I am, you may be able to destroy the Faceless' body enough to kill him, save your teammates, and destroy this dimension once and for all."

A pause.

"And if you could maybe take me with you when you leave, uh, I would appreciate that. Like, a lot."

[ooc post here]
vata: (but they can't hurt me)

[personal profile] vata 2017-01-27 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
Lena had made her play, putting herself at risk for Sombra. She should be grateful for it, should want to return the favor and actively fighting to save her compatriot in their final hour.

But if they don't kill these hearts, none of it will mean anything, and as far as tactical losses go—

Well, Lena's heroic sacrifices are appreciated.

Claws tacky with viscera, Sombra seizes the opportunity to retreat, scrabbling to her feet and darting for the nearest pulsing heart where it's set against a fleshy wall. Click— snap— gun leveled and ready in an instant.

Sorry, not sorry, amiga.

zippity: (girls go wild)

[personal profile] zippity 2017-01-27 07:45 am (UTC)(link)
Any other person who just stuck their neck out for who they perceived as a friend might have been offended. That person isn't Lena Oxton -- she was there for the sole purpose of holding this monster's attention, so Sombra could get away. Sure, a little help would have been nice to dispatch it more quickly, but now that she's seen his face (or what was left of it), she can't say she's upset that Sombra has chosen another target.

Jack launches himself at her, and snaps herself out of her trance, darting away just before he could snatch her. A spitfire of bullets aims at his foot, purposefully missing just to hold his attention. The second look she gets means there is no mistake -- its Jack Morrison.

"Jack--snap out of it, love! Its me--its Lena!"

This is probably useless. She knows it before the words are even out of her mouth.
mylawn: (pic#10436355)

[personal profile] mylawn 2017-02-05 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't snap out of it, of course, but the spray of bullets aimed at nonlethal places does a good job of keeping him distracted. There still isn't any noise from his end, like he's been rendered incapable of verbally responding, even with grunts or snarls.

If it bothers him, however, he doesn't show it, seemingly preoccupied with eliminating the current threat and not much more. Lena is doing a good job of keeping him off Sombra--the downside is that it keeps him on her, instead.

The potshots to his feet only keep him away for so long before he's lunging at her again.