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The Legion [Mods] ([personal profile] letsgolegion) wrote in [community profile] legionmissions2017-07-05 06:21 pm

THE LEMURIAN ADVENTURE

Who| Open to all!
What| The underwater city of Lemuria is flooding!
Where| Lemuria!
When| The same time as Heist of the Century and just after the beginning of Bodies For Rent
Warnings/Notes| This is a natural disaster, so things might get hinky and intense.

When the Legionnaires drop in, the first thing that hits is the sound. Like the cables of a suspension bridge snapping, but drawn out endlessly rather than ending swiftly. It’s enough to set anyone’s nerves on edge.

Their briefing explained it. The reactors that powered the main shield suffered a disastrous cascade failure, and the engineers who went to fix it have failed to check in. Then, despite this being a tectonically stable region, an earthquake wreaked havoc in the dome. It’s a scientific impossibility, without metahuman or scientific interference. They need to get everyone to the T-Gate stations and connected to the refugee centers, but the population is panicking and there are some riots as the disasters and the public announcement of sabotage raised questions of who’s trustworthy and who’s part of it.

There’s been a request for anyone with technical training or even rescue training to go to the tunnels and rescue the engineers, as well.

Whatever the case, it’s obvious that the city doesn’t have much time. The main field has already collapsed and the secondary shields are screaming in protest under the billions of tons of pressure. With the faint sound of an explosion, they blink out and there’s a hammering noise as the ocean slams into the transpariplates that make up the main city dome. Silence reigns for a second, the faint sound of cracking material obviously a figment of their imaginations… right?

DISASTER THREATS

A. EARTHQUAKES

Somewhere in the city, there’s a seismic generator. It’s not exactly subtle, the surrounding area will slowly turn into a volcano, drawing up earth and venting magma around as it works its magic to wreck the city. The vibrations it causes are strong enough that being close enough will rattle the Legionnaire’s teeth. The Legionnaires have to find it and stop it, or destroy it, before it can do any further, but it’s not unprotected.

And that’s not saying that there’s only one. They might run into a gang of saboteurs setting up another one, just in case the first is settled in. If two get activated in this close a proximity, any other efforts they put forth might as well be for nothing.

B. COLLAPSING BUILDINGS

None of the structures in Lemuria have been built to withstand earthquakes, nor have the people been taught how to handle them. The first quake damaged many buildings, and now they’re threatening to collapse with any further interference. Some already have. It’s up to the Legionnaires to search the rubble for survivors or pull people out of the buildings before something worse happens.

C. FLOODING

The transpariplates of the domes and their connecting tunnels are cracking. Water is pouring in through the cracks, and some of the smaller domes have already seen their smaller buildings submerged. People will be trapped, either in structures or on top of them, and the rapidly rising water level is making an evacuation extremely dangerous. Fortunately, this is one disaster they had something set in store for, with rafts and artificial gills being in ready supply, but the stores have been raided and what should be plenty for all has turned into barely enough for some.

The Legionnaires can focus on sealing the cracks with their powers or a provided sealant, or pulling people out of submerged buildings and vehicles or from the tops of their buildings and to a T-Gate nexus.

D. LOOTING AND PANIC

Never let a matter of life and death get in the way of a good riot. Some citizens have taken it upon themselves to spend their last minutes on a witch hunt, tracking down anyone they suspect of being a saboteur and holding impromptu kangaroo courts. Others have taken the chance to throw chairs through windows and claim whatever they find inside. Yet others have taken to stampeding in the streets, clogging the proper evacuation routes in their rush to get out. And, finally, some ill-meaning citizens have taken the anarchy as an excuse to do whatever they want.

While the first directive of the Legion in this situation is the preservation of life rather than protecting material goods, there’s no reason to let criminals run amuck. Whether it’s calming crowds or slugging looters, there’s something the heroes can do to help the situation.

E. FIRES

A fire in an underwater city. How ironic. But, whether it’s due to rioters or the seismic generators, portions of the city are ablaze. The Legion might choose to ignore putting the blaze out, considering the incoming water will likely extinguish them, but there are still people inside the buildings that need to be rescued.

F. REACTOR REPAIRS

The geothermal reactors that need to be fixed are in underground tunnels, something that at least makes them nice and dry. The heat, however, is another thing entirely, and the trans suits aren’t famous for their air conditioning capabilities. Only one reactor needs to be repaired to power the main field just enough to keep the domes from breaking any further, but they’re complex enough that anyone who isn’t an engineering specialist might end up needing to get instructions from specialists in the Legion World monitor room to fix the damage.

The saboteurs haven’t left, however. They’re too professional for that. Any attempt to repair the reactors will end up attracting the attention of these hired guns and they’ll swiftly move in to assault anyone attempting to undo their hard work.

G. WILD CARD!

You can make up any situation you want if it doesn’t fit the above scenarios, as long as it fits the theme of the event. Wild animals, rogue robots, whatever you like. If you're unsure on something, feel free to ask the mods! Otherwise, you can do just about anything under this.
mercurypowermakeup: <user name="livebites"> (Ready to fight)

Ami Mizuno/Sailor Mercury - Flooding

[personal profile] mercurypowermakeup 2017-07-09 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Ami wasn't used to pushing her powers this far. She was doing her best to keep the water from continuing to fill the area while the last of the people could get out. Being able to control water was natural to her, but this was a different kind of power than what she was used to back home. A few training sessions had helped her control the power, but she had yet to find the upper limit of her powers. She knew that she would eventually find it, and she knew that keeping the water out of areas of the city would hit that limit.

"Keep moving in an orderly manner," she instructed the citizens. She looked around for another Legion member. "I need more sealant over here."

She wasn't about to mention that she was having a hard time keeping the water out with citizens still around.

manwhosoldtheworld: (Default)

Re: Ami Mizuno/Sailor Mercury - Flooding

[personal profile] manwhosoldtheworld 2017-07-19 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Well if I don't drown, I'll probably die of a cold," Peter mutters to himself as he heads down the hall. Everything is wet. This isn't surprising because this particular area is calf deep in cold water and he's already soaked to the skin. And it's rising. Slowly, but it's getting in somewhere.

"I've got it," he says, nodding at the young woman there. he's not entirely sure what she's doing, but she must be doing something to keep the water held back. it's significantly drier in here. For now. "How many people left?"
mercurypowermakeup: <user name="livebites"> (Repent)

[personal profile] mercurypowermakeup 2017-07-20 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
She was thankful for the help. It was getting hard to hold all the water back and some was starting to slip through. She nodded to Peter before glancing around. "I'm not sure how much is left. I'm having difficulty trying to keep the water level from rising."

She didn't seem to be bothered by the water around her at all, in fact, she seemed to be at home in it. Still, she wasn't fond of flooding. "I'm Sailor Mercury."
manwhosoldtheworld: (Serious)

[personal profile] manwhosoldtheworld 2017-07-26 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
It's getting damper in here, water starting to spurt through the holes in the glass and dribble down the walls. Hopefully they'll be able to get everyone out before it really breaks down, but that's why he's here isn't it? "Well, I suppose I'd better get one with it then."

He heads for one of the largest holes first. That's probably the one most likely to break away. He starts to inject the sealant and just hopes that it sets before the water pressure gets to it.

"Peter. Or Red-Eye I suppose is what I'm supposed to be going by. But Peter is less of a mouthful."
taumangaria: (Springing into action)

Sawtooth

[personal profile] taumangaria 2017-07-15 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Earthquakes

It makes the most logical sense to Sawtooth: find the source of the problem and nullify it; otherwise, repairs are an uphill battle at best. Evidently he's not the only Legionnaire to think that way, as at least one of his companions is wearing a gold ring and determination.

The generator isn't exactly difficult to find, given the slow transformation of the surrounding land into an active volcano; the difficult part will be getting around or through the saboteurs guarding the machine. The Legionnaires' only advantage right now is that they'd flown in, and the saboteurs aren't exactly looking up.

Sawtooth comes in close, voice quiet. "Do you want to be the distraction or destroy the machine?" The best plans have two parts, right?

Flooding

Sawtooth has one distinct advantage over most people here, and it's not his Sharkticon-inspired chassis: unlike nearly everyone else, he doesn't need to breathe. Any underwater mobility issues have been solved by his flight ring, which can propel him through water as easily as it can air, and he's been spending time searching submerged buildings and roadways and ferrying whoever he finds to the nearest raft or high rooftop for other Legionnaires to transport to the local T-Gate.

He hits a snag when he finds a young woman trapped by falling debris. Fortunately, she's managed to find artificial gills; unfortunately, the way the debris has fallen, there's no way Sawtooth can move her without risking injuring or killing her. He places a hand on her arm, gently - "Don't worry. I'll be back soon." - and rockets to the surface of the water as fast as his flight ring can propel him, because the bends are not an issue when you don't have a circulatory system to worry about. He's speaking as soon as he breaks the water's surface. "I need assistance! There's someone trapped below and I can't get the leverage to free them by myself!"

Reactor Repairs

Sawtooth is anything but an engineering specialist; what he is is unbothered by the heat, as it's nowhere near the temperature required to cause him damage (and he's fairly certain most organic beings would expire in that temperature range anyway). He's here as support, to help his fellow Legionnaire in any way he can, or to take a crack at it himself in a pinch - with instructions from the experts on Legion World.

He's also on guard - sabotage of this nature is Decepticon tactics, and in his experience, they never leave their handiwork unguarded. It would be foolish to assume the saboteurs here would act differently.

Wild Card

(Have a specific scenario in mind? Hit me up and let's plan!)
mercurypowermakeup: <user name="livebites"> (Calculations)

Flooding

[personal profile] mercurypowermakeup 2017-07-17 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
Ami had been doing her best to keep the flooding to manageable levels while areas were still being evacuated, but her powers were limited in the area. She had just entered the area when she heard someone call for help.

She didn't hesitate to dive into the water and swim out to where Sawtooth was. She had gotten herself a set of gills as well, since she didn't know if she would be able to create a bubble of air around her head or not.

"Take me to her. I'll see if I can use the water to move the debris. I'm Sailor Mercury," she said, adding a quick introduction to help communication.
taumangaria: (Okay but what if)

[personal profile] taumangaria 2017-07-17 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
That's a quicker response than Sawtooth had been expecting, which is great, especially for the woman trapped beneath the water. "I'm Sawtooth," he says with a nod, "and she's this way." He twists in the water and dives, moving slowly enough that Sailor Mercury can keep up with him but still going at a brisk pace. If the debris shifts before they get there...

But it hasn't, fortunately for all involved. The woman looks up as they approach and waves to them weakly. The debris around her is precarious, but not poised for a catastrophic house of cards collapse; it simply needs two sets of hands, namely to guarantee that nothing will fall or shift the wrong way and hurt the woman.

Sawtooth looks to Sailor Mercury. "If you can move the debris safely, I can pull her out."
mercurypowermakeup: <user name="livebites"> (Repent)

[personal profile] mercurypowermakeup 2017-07-18 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
She nods to the bot and concentrated. It was different, trying to use the water around them to lift debris off of a person. She needed to focus so that she didn't move the water around them too much and cause more things to fall. She closed her eyes for a moment and just felt the water around her. It was different from the feeling of the pool she used a lot back home, but she still felt at one with it and that she could do what was needed of her.

She held her hands out towards the debris and made a very slow, lifting motion and the debris started to lift. She was careful to take it slow so that the debris didn't break even more. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt someone even more than they might already be.

It didn't take too long for there to be enough room for the woman was able to be pulled free.
hallaifyouherd: (fenedhis)

Earthquakes

[personal profile] hallaifyouherd 2017-07-17 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'll distract them."

Because seeing her at a glance, a tiny thing missing an arm and next to no armor, people underestimate her. It's easy to rile them up when they think they ought to be able to deal with her quickly, and yet somehow can't.

She glances towards Sawtooth with a confident smile. "Don't worry. We have this. If they come for you, just yell. I'll be able to protect you." And then she's unshouldering her staff and pulling herself up into the air, hovering for a moment before darting forward like some angry bird.

A streak of fire blasts from the end of her staff, towards the back of one of the saboteurs's heads.
taumangaria: (Trident)

[personal profile] taumangaria 2017-07-17 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay." There's comfort in that easy confidence; hopefully Sawtooth won't have to take her up on her offer to back him up. He pauses long enough to see one of the saboteurs stagger forward with his hair on fire and several others turn to search for the source of the attack, and boy they are not expecting a petite woman with a stick, before he transforms in midair, aims himself at the machine, and powers up his flight ring. Beating a piece of machinery until it dies isn't the most elegant of solutions, but it's also not the first time he's shut down a machine like this. If it works, it works.

He hurls himself at the machine, the prongs of his trident form shearing through metal plating and sinking in deep. The machine coughs and sparks, and the tremors slow; it's not dead yet, but another good blow or two ought to do it. He just needs a moment to dislodge himself and try again.
hallaifyouherd: (dirthara-ma)

[personal profile] hallaifyouherd 2017-07-17 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
The sparks draw attention, and two of the saboteurs turn back towards Sawtooth. At first, it's hard to comprehend the sight. A trident, struck into the machine, with no clear indication of who threw it. When it starts prying itself free with some unseen form of propulsion, they startle and rush forward, in an attempt to seize hold of it.

Time to distract. Marjara darts past the foe currently swinging at her, sliding under his arm with nimble grace and drawing up her staff, before landing on the ground and slamming it down hard. Heat roils off of her in a wave, and between the saboteurs and Sawtooth? A wall of flame suddenly rushes to life, licking at the air almost five feet up.

"Don't you go running off! We weren't finished."

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Flooding

[personal profile] nofortunateson 2017-08-06 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
The farmspheres have been a good enough landing and staging zone, and North looks up from where he's overseeing the quick evacuation of load after load of people from a perilously creaking elevator and onto dry land pending evacuation, spotting Sawtooth fairly quickly. He's hard to mistake for anyone else.

"On it!" he calls back, parting from his partner at the station with a pat on the back and a muttered encouragement before scooping up his helmet up and donning it quickly. The seal gets a quick double-check, Theta reading his actions and reading back the all clear in the practiced back-and-forth they've rehearsed dozens if not hundreds of times.

"Any hostiles on the way?"
taumangaria: (Everyone is STILL taller than me)

[personal profile] taumangaria 2017-08-06 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
On one hand, Sawtooth is a bit worried about North, as in his experience, humans need to breathe. On the other hand, from what he knows about North and Theta, Theta wouldn't allow anything to happen - that's what support is for. "No - just debris at a bad angle."

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Blue Falcon

[personal profile] justice_from_above 2017-07-15 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Collapsing Buildings

Somewhere you might hear a defiant, proud war cry; an invocation of the stronger half of Fareeha's power-set. You might see the flash of blue flames that engulf her body as she's given reflexes and swiftness to grab a falling wall before it pins citizens beneath it, or maybe you're close enough to see the way her Eye of Horus tattoo is now glowing gold as she hauls out rubble to get to survivors; large pieces of stone and mortar tossed aside like a child's building blocks.

Looters and Panic

Her strength only lasts for one hour at a time, with two hours to cool down in between, and that time she uses to find people trying to stay behind, or take advantage of the situation, and very persuasively convince them to leave and live (here persuasive means usually grabbing them by the collar or sleeve or whatever she could reach and throwing them back towards the evacuation routes).

She is using her regular human strength at this point, though, so if anyone chooses to retaliate (or any group of someones) she might need assistance.

Wild Card

A good thing to keep in mind when your power set runs on a timed cycle is keep track of time. Not that Fareeha didn't, but here she's cut it a little too close; helping citizens escape a crumbling building, some debris blocked their path. Before it could be cleared, a larger piece of ceiling broke off and threatened to crush the group. Fareeha steps in to catch it on her shoulders, giving rescuers a chance to clear the debris and pull the survivors out.

But, she's on an unspoken countdown; there are scant minutes left that she can feel her strength waning, counting on someone else to help those trapped.
snoutback: (one man apocalypse (a))

wild card

[personal profile] snoutback 2017-07-16 06:16 am (UTC)(link)
What was once the ceiling shudders back upward, rising clean off the flat of Fareeha's back with a comfortable berth of several feet. There's nowhere for it to be tossed aside in the shrinking space, so it remains suspended by a singular massive hand in a spiked glove. Looped twice around the pointer finger, there's a colorful woven band, frayed ends retied where the flimsy but clearly well-liked little thing had snapped in two.

"Go on."

His long-suffering voice rumbles not long after. The path deeper into the imploding storefront only became narrower from here. Roadhog wouldn't fit even if he gave enough of a shit to go crawling on his belly over the jagged wreckage, but she will. She will in a heartbeat.

Junkrat being the menace that he was to himself on the job, Roadhog should have been less surprised to find out that only woman who'd chosen to consort with him was more of the same, throwing herself back into the enfolding chaos again and again like she just couldn't get enough.

With a horrific whine, more of the structure breaks free, spilling down from the second floor. As it slams into the top of his burden, Roadhog groans but doesn't flinch.

"Leave 'em if you can't be quick."
Edited 2017-07-16 06:19 (UTC)
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[personal profile] justice_from_above 2017-07-20 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
Fareeha isn't expecting the weight to be lifted quite so completely. She looks up at the hand, recognizing first the fact that it could only belong to Roadhog, and secondly the friendship bracelet that she knew was her own work from a different, younger her. It's a dim though, not reaching enough priority right now to be anything more than noticed.

She glances back at him with a scowl at his suggestion to leave anyway, but otherwise immediately throws herself into grabbing and tossing aside the rubble while she still has a little extra strength back.

"We're not leaving anyone behind." Hopefully it'll be a moot point, and she's moving with as much quick efficiency as she can, and while he does look in better shape than she had felt moments ago, she didn't know how long he could continue to hold it aloft.

She didn't knew for herself she had to work quickly to dig through this barrier to get to the people on the other side.

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Collapsing Buildings

[personal profile] sir_vancelot 2017-07-19 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
One good thing about mutant powers, at least in Vance's case, is a lack of time limits. Weight limits could still be a problem, of course, but his powers didn't run out.

He's helping with the buildings when he catches sight of another Legion member. At least, he's pretty sure, given the blue flames around her. He flies over, using his powers to stabilize a wall that's threatening to fall on her as she shifts rubble to get survivors out. "Want a hand there, Blue Falcon?"
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[personal profile] justice_from_above 2017-07-20 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Appreciate it, Justice." She hoists a beam up and tosses it out of the way, and the reaches in to a dusty gap to offer her hand to the woman who had been trapped within. Carefully hoisting her out, she directed her out of the area so Vance could drop the wall.

She calls back up to him; "I'm going to make my away through the streets, see if I can catch anything on this level. You let me know if you see anything from above?"
muroieda: (. roll out)

Junkrat

[personal profile] muroieda 2017-07-17 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
REACTOR REPAIRS

It's unusual for Junkrat to separate himself from either Blue Falcon or Roadhog, on missions or otherwise - but among them, their skills are best utilized in different places. While the other two are shouldering the weight-lifting, Junkrat has entered the underground tunnels to work his best on the geothermal reactors.

He'd rather be on the surface revelling in the chaos, but...you know. Job. New leaf. All that goodie-two-shoes stuff.

While his experience doesn't include previous knowledge of geothermal reactors, but he's a quick read, and by quick read he's learning quickly by finding what's gone wrong and using whatever's at his disposal to fix it. Is it pretty? No. Is it at all conventional? No. Does it break whatever hazard and health codes that this planet might have? Probably. But does it work? Absolutely.

He barely notices the heat, because he's used to working in conditions like this. What he does notice, after running through a half-dozen repairs, is a pattern. System faults don't happen with such precision, such regularity.

It's not how he would do it. Someone's trying to be subtle.

Junkrat may be hyper-focused on his task, but there's something about this situation that has his survival instincts kicked into high gear. As soon as someone drops a footfall (or analgue of such) near him, he immediately turns around to look at them with the wild expression of an animal ready to kill to protect himself, curved combat blade held underhand and ready to strike.

Better identify yourself quickly before he strikes!
mercurypowermakeup: <user name="livebites"> (Ready to fight)

[personal profile] mercurypowermakeup 2017-07-18 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Ami wasn't trying to hide her presence in the reactor. She did what she could to help with getting people out of the flooding and sealing some of the cracks, but she wanted to get to the reactor. Technology was her thing and she pressed one of her earrings as she entered the room, forgetting that she didn't have her visor to help scan for issues.

She stopped, arms in a defensive stance as he spun around with the blade. "I'm Sailor Mercury. An ally. Here to help with the repairs."
muroieda: (. business)

[personal profile] muroieda 2017-07-19 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
Uh-huh. He looks her up and down with a skeptical expression; for someone who's here to help, she sure is just...standing there and watching. Anyone can be a saboteur, even the ones--especially the ones that look innocent.

"Then quit playin' with yer jewelry and come here an' help," he commands. "I need a third hand fer leverage ta get this busted gasket off."

It's a risk to ask her to come closer, but it'll keep her in his sight and he'll be able to tell the difference between any genuine and intentional mistakes that might happen.

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manwhosoldtheworld: (Well this is awkward)

[personal profile] manwhosoldtheworld 2017-07-18 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
The reactor is swelteringly hot, and Peter can feel the sweat trickling down his spine. It's leaving him a bit dizzy honestly; he is a person from temperate climates after all, but someone has to come down and check and it might as well be him. If his insides boil then all they need to do is drag him back outside and there's no unpleasant clean-up job for someone else.

Of course he wasn't expecting to be confronted with a very large, rather terrifying blade.

Peter's eyes widen when he sees the blade and he quickly holds up his hands. "I'm friendly. I'd rather not die, only it's terribly painful and this is my good shirt."
muroieda: (. should i drink this)

[personal profile] muroieda 2017-07-19 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
Junkrat tilts his head to the side. Hmm...there's something familiar about this bloke, but Junkrat can't be sure just yet if that's for a good or bad reason. He's sure that no other Legionnaires would be the saboteurs, as this was already going down by the time they were called into action - and there's no reason that a native some come off as familiar at this point.

"I'll give ya a tic ta take it off first if ya want," he offers, "but y've already soaked it through with sweat, mate."

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taumangaria: (Springing into action)

[personal profile] taumangaria 2017-08-06 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
What Junkrat sees is a saboteur, gun raised, ready to take a shot at the person dismantling all their hard work.

What Junkrat sees next is a metal trident flying in of its own volition, knocking the saboteur's knees out from under them and clocking them in the head as they go down. The saboteur collapses in a heap, and the trident hovers; after a moment, the trident transforms into Sawtooth, looking a little harried but none the worse for the wear. "There's more on the way," he says, already turning to keep an eye on the area. "I'll watch your back."
muroieda: (. business)

[personal profile] muroieda 2017-08-06 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
Junkrat is quick on his feet; given his current height he'd be best to go for the ankles--the Achilles tendon--which is exactly what he tries to pull off. He gets interrupted when the business end of a trident flashes in front of his eyes, causing an instinctual backpedal that leaves the saboteur's ankles intact.

He watches from a relatively safe distance as things unfold, and--of all the things this could end with--he really wishes it hadn't been a robot. Unless it's a dude in armor, and that's extremely unlikely considering he'd just been in the form of a slender-form weapon.

Junkrat lets out an irritated sigh. It's nice to have backup, and...he supposes he doesn't have the freedom to be picky right now.

"Not bad fer a Jamberoo mascot," he says, returning to his work.