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Nova Prime / Rich Rider ([personal profile] iamresponding) wrote in [community profile] legionmissions2017-10-22 08:09 pm

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

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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[personal profile] sir_vancelot 2017-11-04 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, that's good. Because it looks terrible." Vance cracks half a smile, even if it doesn't reach his eyes. There's a flicker of something there when Robbie grunts, but that could also have something to do with the tentacles that keep buffeting the teke bubble around them.

Of course, that left him with some bells ringing in his head, which is why he didn't get to do anything to try to stop Rich. No actual injuries, thankfully, but he still couldn't react to what was going on.

He stands, letting the teke bubble go as he listens, fighting with his own fears as he listens to Rich.

"You're still an idiot, Rider."

There's exasperation in his voice, but there's fear as well. Like Robbie, he can't do more dead friends. But, more than that, it's a call back to the med bay room when Rich woke up after nearly being killed by the Silver Surfer. "You aren't alone any more, Rich. Not here. And it's not just me and Robbie and Sam. It's everybody in the Legion. It's some of the greatest minds in the multiverse. If anybody can get you out of this, Rich, it's the people here and now.

"Damn it, Rich. You're worth that risk. You've ALWAYS been worth that risk."

He pauses a moment, glancing to Robbie and Sam before looking back. "Don't make me watch this a third time, Rich." Don't make him stand by and watch a friend go into a situation he can't help with. One that might end in their death. "I don't think I have it in me to deal with that again."
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[personal profile] headinjuries 2017-11-04 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, this doesn't sound like a cry for help, this sounds like giving up," Sam cuts in, glaring at Rich. The slime all over him is momentarily forgotten. It hasn't started eating through his skin yet or anything, so it'll keep for a few minutes.

He's got a mentor to yell at.

"We're in here with a guy who has a brain the size of a galaxy -" A vague wave in Brainy's direction. "- and you're just gonna throw your hands in the air and say, that's it, this is the only way to do this?"

His voice is getting louder as he continues. "We don't get to quit. You're the one who told me that. Do you think we don't -" (And then his voice cracks, but for once he's too preoccupied to even feel embarrassed about it.) "Do you think we don't need you to help us finish this?"

The next part, though, is quiet. "Come on, Dick." And still quieter. "Please."
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[personal profile] unrecovered 2017-11-05 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Never thought you'd take the coward's way out."

It's low, nearly a snarl. Wash has recovered from getting thrown around by tentacles and made his way towards the holodisplay while everyone has said their piece, and it's given him just about enough time to get good and angry. Pain, he understands. Exhaustion, he understands. Guilt over hurting people, he - regrettably - understands. Giving up?

Fuck that.

Sam might be done yelling at Rich, but Wash is just getting started, and if there's one thing he's gotten good at during his years with the Reds and Blues, it's yelling at idiots.

"You realize this doesn't fix anything, right? You die, you put the squids in a shitty situation and hope that they don't find a way out or get released by the local idiots, and you leave us to fight Chronoblivion without you. You don't have to deal with the problem anymore, but we sure as hell do!

"And you're giving up because what, you're tired? Look, I get being exhausted. I get walking through a hell that nobody else will ever understand. I get wanting to leave that behind. But when I did that, I had no one. You have friends who are willing to work their asses off and put their lives on the line to help you, but instead of waiting ten minutes so we can fix this shit, you run off because you're fucking tired? You're done? That's it?

"That box of letters under your bed isn't going to lead a team or fight Chronoblivion or help your friends. We deserve better than this, because you are better than this, so start fucking acting like it!"

He's said too much - torn open wounds he'd rather keep hidden - because this is it. If they can't convince Rich to turn around, they lose him for good, and Wash's desire for secrecy isn't worth that. They'll be shitty last words if they fail, but he's done all he can.
Edited 2017-11-05 05:10 (UTC)
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[personal profile] whyarewehere 2017-11-05 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Rich doesn't snap back at Wash, of course he doesn't, because he's Rich. He just takes it in that way of his that always pisses Grif off. Classic infuriating superhero best friend. If Grif had any lingering doubts about who's driving the Richmobile right now, this is the thing that blows them out of the water for good.

"Fuck you, this is our job!"

Rich wants to go out there and solve the problem alone by dying, of course he does, because he's Rich. And Grif could strangle him.

Rich was the one who talked to him about this in the first place.

"So if any one of us does fail at something, the others are ready to try to help keep it from hurting someone -- and if they can't do that, they're there to help their teammate pick up the pieces.

Do you really think you're the only person who's fucked up here? That's why we have a team, Grif. For superheroes, a team is fuckup insurance."


That conversation is what's running through his head when he yells:

"Jesus, Rich, maybe you're fucked up right now, but guess what? You got us! You got fuckup insurance!"

"So get your stupid, spandexed ass back here so we can fix you or so help me I will race that black hole and drag it!"

That's... that's definitely how that would work.
Edited (i'm done this time i promise) 2017-11-05 22:59 (UTC)
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[personal profile] googledox 2017-11-06 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
Brainy doesn't look up from working on the door, but only because he isn't sure Rich will turn around and if he doesn't, they'll need it open to have a chance to get to them in time.

"Rider, you're hardly the first Legionnaire who's tried to solve a problem by hurling yourself at a rip in spacetime. I've done it before myself. Twice. As a rule, we try to make it a last resort, and every other time it's happened, I found a way to make things right."

He'd figured out how to shut down the Anomaly, even if he hadn't been the one that took the ship he'd made into it.

He'd figured out how to close the rift near Earth after the Blight, too, even if some of the Legion had been flung into the Second Galaxy in the process.

"We always a find a way, and I always find the solution we need to do it. We have quite the track record."
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[personal profile] relativityspeaking 2017-11-06 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
"I promise that if it looks like we're running out of time and options, we'll let you do what you need to do. But if there's any chance at all we can fix this, you need to let us try."

A pause.

"You said you wanted to come home. Let us bring you home, Rich. You can finally rest after. When you're safe."