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legionmissions2017-09-22 02:49 pm
letsgolegion) wrote in legionmissions2017-09-22 02:49 pm
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THE GONE-AWAY WORLD [modplot]
Who| Those who signed up
What| The "Gone-Away World" plot
Where| The planet Tezeram
When| The same time as "The Ninth Gate" and "Total Eclipso"
Warnings/Notes| child endangerment
The Legion cruiser breaks apart upon entry to atmo. It just can't fight its way through the warped reality of the planet, through the willpower of the many criminals on Tezeram willing its destruction. But the Legionnaires own willpower and thoughts factor in, from the moment they're close enough to the planet to start influencing the "stuff" that makes up everything on Tezeram's surface.
So even though the ship rips apart, they don't die. Instead they find themselves down on the planet, separated into pairs that have to find their way towards the criminals behind all this, and find their way to each other. If they try to will the Legion cruiser back into being, they'll find it's impossible. They must defeat the criminals responsible for all this, and join together to will the cruiser back into being at the same time.
What| The "Gone-Away World" plot
Where| The planet Tezeram
When| The same time as "The Ninth Gate" and "Total Eclipso"
Warnings/Notes| child endangerment
The Legion cruiser breaks apart upon entry to atmo. It just can't fight its way through the warped reality of the planet, through the willpower of the many criminals on Tezeram willing its destruction. But the Legionnaires own willpower and thoughts factor in, from the moment they're close enough to the planet to start influencing the "stuff" that makes up everything on Tezeram's surface.
So even though the ship rips apart, they don't die. Instead they find themselves down on the planet, separated into pairs that have to find their way towards the criminals behind all this, and find their way to each other. If they try to will the Legion cruiser back into being, they'll find it's impossible. They must defeat the criminals responsible for all this, and join together to will the cruiser back into being at the same time.
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That cannot be the end of it, not in a world built on will and imagination. It could not be so simple a thing, and his eyes remain on their path of retreat as Barry maintains whatever course he has set for them.
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Their way there isn't unimpeded. Though their destination is in sight, something blocks their way.
It's a cloud of pigs, a massive swarm of pigs with wings. Most of them are pink, some are blue due to being a variant native to the planet Winath, but they're all definitely pigs and they all have wings, because apparently someone on this world said the phrase "when pigs fly" just a little too often for the laws of irony and absurdity to ignore it.
The pigs are all very friendly looking, at first. The lead pig stares at them.
Its empty eyes stare into their souls...
And find them wanting.
"SNRT SNRT SNRRTT SQWEEEEEEEE!"* It cries out a battle cry and then the pigs bare their teeth and attack, flying towards the Delorean. They start shooting lasers out of their eyes, trying to shoot it out of the air.
The pigs will defend their airspace. The two are not worthy by their piggy standards to pass.
*"Their souls are impure! Make their tummies into breakfast meats! DESTROY THEM!"
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Barry just barely manages to swerve out of the way of the laser fire, but it's a close thing. He's not an experienced pilot, and the DeLorean isn't exactly built for aerial dogfights. The only saving grace is that pigs aren't either.
"Think Barry, what works pigs?" He mumbles to himself. "Wolves! Wolves work on pigs!"
Another cloud flies out of the sky, this one made of winged wolves. Instead of laser eyes, they huff and puff and blow Godzilla-style atomic breath at the pigs.
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Yes, there's a time limit, a sense of urgency and danger, and yes, he'd do whatever he could to see it through, but looking at the flying, lazer-eyed pigs and the huffing and puffing wolves? Part of him is wishing he'd found another mission to take up.
No point in questioning it now. One of the wolves dives past, hurling its furry body at the main pig, while Locus takes a few shots of his own. Clipping their wings could help their prospects, perhaps.
Relying purely on imagination is still a work in progress, where he's concerned.
"Go low! Find a place to land." He turns back to look at Barry briefly.
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The DeLorean dives underneath the mass of fighting pigs and wolves. Barry flies the car over the building, and lands it carefully on top.
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But now they have to imagine a way in.
The roof isn't without its defenses, either.
Attack budgies.
Also with laser eyes.
(The kidnappers really went all in on this laser eyes thing).
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"Unfortunate," growls Locus, before leaping down to the roof. Budgies are a smaller target than he's used to, but he could hit them all. Watch them splatter in a spray of colorful feathers.
But. That's not the point here, is it?
"Find us a way in!" As the more heavily armored of the two? He'll contend with the deadly laser-birds, drawing their attention, all the while pushing his focus to the edge of the roof.
One second passes, then two. Then a cat that could almost be Luna hops up over the edge, grooming itself fastidiously. Wonderful. Even imaginary cats take their time and do as they damn well please.
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Once he reaches the tower, he slaps his hand on it and focuses on it as much as he can. "Open door to a stairwell, open door to a stairwell, open door to a stairwell..."
The entrance is created, and Barry nearly fall in as the open doorway appears.
"We're in!"
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your mod is an assholeit just couldn't be easy, the inside looks like this:no subject
Of course. Of course this is what they're dealing with now. Why not?
Though gritted teeth: "How close are they?"
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Barry checks the tricorder, and types in a quick calculation to figure out just how far they need to go down.
"Down a little over 15 meters, and that way," he says, pointing in the direction opposite the way they came, "about 20."
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The existence of the Legionnaires in the complex reaches the children. Rooms away, the criminals in the room react to the fuss outside and say just a little too much about who's attacking where the kids can hear, and so they know three groups of Legionnaires are coming from different directions.
Baela and Claeton Trivv grew up on stories of the Legion of Superheroes. They idolized the Winathian Legionnaires Spark and Livewire until they disappeared with the rest of the missing Legionnaires. They have the full collection of Legion action figures at home, every last one, and lovingly add new figures when they're made of new Legionnaires. They still play with the figures of the Legionnaires sent home and hope they'll come back someday. (Claeton still loves his Spider-Woman figure and Baela's favorite is still Great Saiyaman).
And the thing about worlds based on thoughts is that narratives are a natural part of existence. Even though life is random, senseless, and often harsh, the human mind needs to make sense of it.
This has turned into a story of the good guys coming in to save the day, and it's one that the twins believe in much more strongly than the criminals believe in their narrative of actually winning.
The fortress shifts. The way isn't entirely clear - the two of Legionnaires have quite a few mooks to mow down in between them and the kids. But the room the two children are trapped in suddenly morphs and shifts so that there are three entrances to where they're stuck in their cage, with easily breakable doors, perfect for good guys to break through to save the day.
Time shifts too, so that despite however long it took them all to get there, the various teams of Legionnaires are poised to get into the room at the same time. The criminal masterminds behind this plot - unconscious of even doing it - also conveniently spread out so that there's a group of them in front of each entrance.
Three doors. Three teams. Three clusters of villains. It's all neat and tidy. But the Legionnaires still have to imagine up one hell of a party crash to overpower the criminals they're facing. They're close enough now to decide on their final attack.
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Instead, he looks to Barry. Hard to tell what the former mercenary's expression is under that grim helmet, but it's clear enough that he expects the speedster to have some idea of how this is meant to go.
"We'll likely face them in force on the other side. Is taking them head-on the wisest choice?"
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"Wait ten seconds, and then go in."
Instead of the door, he runs through the wall to side of it, blasting stun bolts at any crooks he can see.
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It's enough time to reflect on the madness of this place, but he can't. Not now, when the contents of his mind can still shape his surroundings. He made that mistake once on Chorus and let his ghosts catch up to him.
Find the children. He can keep his focus on that, sharp as a razor's edge. Five seconds.
Fortunately he's gone on missions with Barry before. He knows that, for all his enthusiasm, he can be trusted to do the job right. All he needed to do was think of a way to the children. Straight shot. Simple.
Not easy, perhaps, bu simple in execution.
Two. One.
Keeping his gun raised Locus shoulders open the door, and his form melts away and vanishes from sight a moment later.