Upon my liar's chair [BLARGH FHTAGN] [player plot] [part 2 and 3] [closed to signups]

[iamresponding]

Who| Rich Rider and those who signed up for Part 2 and 3
What| Stopping the squids from opening a rift to the Cancerverse and saving Rich
Where| At a derelict stargate station and the Cancerverse
When| An IC Day after "Game of Throne"
Warnings/Notes| Lovecraftian squid-monsters, body horror, attempted suicide by black hole

It's time.

They take over and do whatever they have to do, say whatever they have to say to disentangle Rich from anyone that'd get in his way.

The seed was planted a long time ago and what started as a little sprout of life within him grows and blooms within him now, rolling under his flesh, taking over his eyes so that he sees the things that should not be seen. Reality's edges roll away and reveal everything to him, the sickness that is Chronoblivion clinging to the edge of the world and the half-finished worlds and realms beyond.

He can see the Cancerverse and the beings within, staring at him whole universes away. Deep inside himself, his soul thrashes and spasms, and he's lost in a cage of endless rotating fractal visions of the many possible nightmares to come.

And then They push up his sleeves, move his limbs, and and get to work.

Their mission is holy. They will fulfill the Legion's mission and save existence. Chronoblivion's own bloated form will become their new Galactus Engine, they will touch every universe with their gift and life will reign eternal.

That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die.

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PART 2: MISSION THREAD

[iamresponding]

He's been stealing from engineering.

They have been stealing from engineering. They used the chaos of the day before to take some important equipment from places all over the ship. Most of it was stolen from supply rooms, but some components were taken from Legion World itself, causing minor malfunctions in the labs and ship itself.

No one noticed his movements, and ship surveillance had been a conveniently hot mess the entire day due to the magic. Even now that the damage has been discovered the next day, it's being attributed to the magical mayhem that'd been going on.

After having a normal day - his last day as himself - he starts making the final preparations. It's late at what passes for "night" on Legion World. They have shifts covering every hour but with a limited crew of superheroes, they can't be on alert every hour of the day and there's still one twilight time of day when a skeleton crew of active Legionnaires is awake, with the others to be roused if there's an emergency.

He's spent a lot of time off ship in the last few months and weeks, but he always signed out the Legion Cruiser like he was supposed to, came up with excuses for why he was going out on his own.

This time, he breaks into a panel and messes with some of the equipment in the docking bay so that the ship's sensors won't detect it launching at first. Eventually the sabotage will be discovered, but by then it'll be too late.

No one's noticed his strange habits lately, after all.