[IC] The Legion of Superheroes RETURN

[Omega Man]

The Legion of Superheroes were once the defenders of the United Planets that spanned across various space sectors. Founded by three young superpowered individuals, their numbers grew for years. Until one day their smartest member, Brainiac 5, finally gave in to the evil in the back of his programming. The original Brainiac from the 21st century implanted the young hero with a techno virus during a battle with Superman and the Legion that spanned the timeline, where Superman believed he successfully destroyed the ancient technological juggernaut. The now augmented physical and technological powers and abilities of the once great Legionnaire is enough to overthrow even the United Planets after successfully wiping out more than half of the members of the Legion.

Now the remaining Legionnaires attempt to rise from the ashes to take back the cosmos. Brainiac 5, the Persuader, and the Sun Killer all stand in their way during this campaign.

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Roll Call!

@The Kid Lantern - Ultra Boy II - up to 4 attacks per post, with -2 hp per hit, sig does -4 hp [Defense +1]
@bluetommy2 - Ferro Lad - up to 3 attacks per post, with -2 hp per hit, sig does -4 hp [Defense +1]
@rocketrobie2 - Momentum - up to 5 attacks per post, with -1 hp per hit, sig N/A [D+ 2]
@Drewvonawesome - Bulk Lad - up to 3 attacks per post, with -1 hp per hit, sig N/A [D+1]
@Gisk - Captain Marvel - up to 4 attacks per post, with -1 hp per hit, sig N/A [D+1]
@Burning Kitty - Maxima - up to 3 attacks per post, with -1 hp per hit, sig N/A [D+1]
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Rules:

1.) My word is law.

2.) Obey the law.

3.) No back-to-back posting.

4.) PAY ATTENTION TO HEALTH AND POST COUNT! HEALTH SHOULD BE LISTED BELOW EACH ATTACK OR DEFENSE MOVE!
a.) Health will be reset every Level [5 posts].

5.) Make sense. If your hero used basic melee punches and kicks along with other moves make sure it's clear in the post! ROLEPLAY BETWEEN THE LINES! Meaning don't be scared to get a little descriptive when not in the throws of battle.

6.) Get permission before using another player's character in your posts if it involves changing the scene or making actions or just ask to collaborate in the titanpad. Everybody will take beatings in this game in battle however, so don't get pissed if you get punched or blasted into a wall by the bad guys!

7.) Problems with the game or players should be sent directly to me through PM's. I don't want a bunch of bickering in the OOC.

8.) Abandoned characters will be used as NPC's or killed off within the context of the story.

9.) “I was waiting for [insert player/character] to make a move” is not an excuse to halt posting.

10.) There is no rule #10.

11.) In the event that I'm offline for any period of time, the deputy GM (none ATM) will take control and HIS/HER word will then be law.

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April 7th, the year 3000...

A young man with stubble and dark hair came floating into the repair shop in a large silver chair with blue lights towards the bottom. This sort of thing was usually one's means for transportation when you couldn't move your body from the waist down. The former leader of the Legion of Superheroes was now crippled after the last attack on the city of Metropolis. One year ago, in 2999, the Legion was stabbed in the back by one of their own. Brainiac 5 finally succumbed to the evil reprogramming in the back of his conscience left there by the original Brainiac of the 21st century. On that day several Legionnaires lost their lives. The original Ultra Boy as well as the Daxam native Mon-El, and Phantom Girl, all died trying to save the planet Daxam. Cosmic Boy was injured and is currently unable to walk when Brainiac 5 first attacked Metropolis before exiting the galaxy. The man in the purple shirt opened a compartment in his hover chair and dropped several Legion flight rings on the desk of the owner of the shop.

"I need you to fix these. They need to run off of a new independent power source. I've got to have their universal translators, protective auras, and flight capabilities operating at the least..." Rokk Krinn stated.

The shop owner wasn't worried about the rings and was eyeballing the chair.

"That Nth metal ya got there?" the shop owner asked.

"It is, but sir... can you fix these rings or not?" the former Cosmic Boy asked.

"What you're asking is a tall order for such small devices. Some Nth metal would make the flight easier to make happen... THAT'S why I asked about the chair. Plus, that doesn't look like anything I've seen on the open market. Even in this day and age..." the shop owner commented.

"I've just got friends in the right places..." Rokk stated with a smirk.

Days later...

A man in an iron mask and civilian attire walked out of his apartment home only to be greeted by Cosmic Boy just outside of his building. Rokk opened a compartment on his hover chair and grabbed a ring and tossed it to the masked man.

"I'm trying to put a team back together Andrew. We're the only ones who can stop him..." the crippled man in the chair stated.

Elsewhere...

"Thanks again for the chair, I actually had to scrap part of the back panel for the new flight rings..." Cosmic Boy stated tossing a ring to a young man putting on something of a red Hawkman uniform, "I've still got quite a bit of recruiting to do but there's already some people I've got my eye on..."

April 10th, 3000...

The date was on a newspaper. The 'Coast City Sentinel' was one of the more popular papers on the west coast. This particular copy had been knocked out of a trashcan caught in the middle of a battle between a lame red and blue clad half robotic man calling himself Mandroid and a young man with powers in a white and yellow Legion t-shirt. The robotic adversary seemed to be modeled after the Manhunter androids who once operated under the influence of the Guardians of the Universe. These Guardians as well as the successors to the Manhunters, the Green Lantern Corps, were long gone. Here this idiot was though, trying to take down a futuristic STAR Labs. It was all the young man in the L t-shirt could do to rescue surrounding civilians and keep collateral damage from killing anyone. Mandroid wasn't much of a threat, but he was annoying. Sol finally had a clear shot at the robot man.

"Let's just go ahead and call this one. Frak, it's been a long day..." he mumbled tagging the man in the knee caps with heat vision taking him down.

Minutes later, as the authorities came in to clean up the mess and take Mandroid into custody, Cosmic Boy approached the young Daxamite in the L t-shirt who took the guy down.

"I hear you're calling yourself Ultra Boy..." stated the man in the hover chair.

April 12th, 3000

"LET'S GO LEGION!" Cosmic Boy screamed aloud and into the intercoms, "There are reports of 'techno squids' in downtown Metropolis, could be Brainiac Five up to something. I NEED FOUR OF YOU TO GO CHECK IT OUT..."

~KL~

[Bluetommy]

Andrew had been suffering after the Legion fell, he wasn't able to do anything, just watch as the sky lit up with explosions that felt brighter than any star. At the end, he was alive, yes, but he had lost almost everyone. He had gone back home, ditched all his legion gear, and gone back to being just another freak. He used what little money he had left to rent a crappy apartment, buy a few books and a chair, and an air-mattress. He'd planned to just sit there and read just to stay awake, it would rip his life away, but it was the only escape he had.

What else was he supposed to do? Thankfully, Rokk had arrived at his door a few hours after he began contemplating suicide. He had thought Rokk dead, and from the looks of it, he was halfway there already.

"A new Legion?" He had asked. "With what, our shadows? Face it Rokk, the Legion's gone, it's great to see you again, but I'm just another circus freak now," and he'd truly believed that too. Somehow, Rokk convinced him that the world needed a Legion, and he was needed as a part of it. The new blood was... surprising, to say the least, the vast majority was older than him, but he had already settled into a role as the veteran legionnaire, so he got to act a lot older than he was.

When Rokk's voice came over the intercom, Andrew was working out the rust in his abilities, both figurative and literal, somehow he had managed to get wet in iron form. A little electrolysis was painful but necessary to fix it, thankfully, there was plenty of power going around, Rokk's new legs ensured that. A last shock and a dip in the tap water was all that was needed to de-oxidize it all, it was good that the call went over the intercom only then, or else they wouldn't have Ferro Lad, they'd have Rust Boy.

"I'll lead the away team," he said with a sigh, he never was a good leader, but as the senior Legionnaire, he was the most likely candidate, of course, he could ask.

"Unless anyone else wants to lead, I'd prefer to get some reading done while we're out." he joked painfully. Hopefully someone spoke up, if not, leading a superhero team couldn't be too hard, Rokk did it. Though Rokk was so much stronger than Andrew, and had much stronger powers. This was sounding less and less like a good idea the more he said it.

[rocketrobie2]

Pano-Zu may have had super-speed but after living in Legion headquarters for a day now, he still wasn't done decorating his quarters with his various Legion of Superheroes memorabilia and a few pieces of ancient merchandise from back in the day when they used to make action figures out of plastic. As Pano-Zu carefully adjusted his ancient, mint condition, Batman figurine in an action pose, he heard the call to arms from the intercom and immediately rushed for the door. It was finally time for Momentum to make his big debut to the universe in glorious, heroic combat!

Pano impatiently waited for the door to his room to open, one of the disadvantages of having an overclocker brain is everything seems to take five thousand percent longer to happen. He then made a mental note to himself that it wasn't actually five thousand percent and it was likely a a great deal more, maybe he should look into that aspect of his power more later on. Finally the door slid open enough for Pano to super side-step out of his room and take off for the main hall, as he assumed this was where the group would meet up. Just as a precaution, Pano rushed to an intercom to make sure it was alright for him to go on the mission.

"Momentum reporting in! I'm more than ready slash prepared to kick some mechanical cephalopod beak!" Pano said excitedly into the intercom as he began to vibrate in excitement. As soon as Pano became aware of his body vibrating the action stopped much to Pano's dismay. He had heard that many of the Speedster of the 21st century could do countless seemingly impossible feats but the science behind their feats just wasn't there so Pano assumed most of these reports to be falsified such as the Flash being able to vibrate straight through a solid surface or being able to hurl lightning. However, while the science wasn't there, Pano was still somewhat disappointed by his inability to even come close to many of these secondary abilities so easily preformed by his predecessors.

[DrewVonAwesome]

- One week ago -

The roar Dai Suwind let out was only second to the powerful quake left as he grasped his opponent's trunks. Slamming the seemingly 900 pounder to the mat with his frame that was over double. Which he pressed all of onto his laid out opponent. Fattened feet left dangling in the air as Dai got a three count and won the match. The crowd roared as Dai quickly rose back to his feet. Grinning as he adjusted his severely tiny in comparison glasses with one hand while making a peace gesture with his other.

While the match, and the fury that came with it, were all a thrill to Dai. It was everything afterwards that was difficult. Sitting in the heavy duty chair that wasn't comfortable, numbing his massive butt. Seeing a sea of reporters ask question after question. Trying to answer them all in a way that would make everyone happy when such a thing was impossible. Dai finally let out a sigh when he left the press room. His 6'6 gigantic frame jiggling under the clothes he had on.

Preparing to head back to his hotel room for the night. The fans willing to stick around all surrounding the superstar. Wanting pictures, autographs, Dai normally would be thrilled to do it but tonight something in it just couldn't let him. Instead quietly but politely asking people to step aside. Suddenly though from in front of him, the crowd in a strange moment of even bigger awe, started to separate as someone approached him in a wheel chair. The haze of all the bright lights around him clouding who it was before Dai became frozen in stunned silence.

"You're pretty good kid, but I think you can do more with it. I played magnoball on Braal for six years before founding the Legion five years ago. I could use a guy with your talents..." Cosmic Boy said from his shining chair among the rest of the crowd gathered around the hypersu celebrity.

"I'm putting another team together, it's only a matter of time before Brainiac Five returns to this space sector..." Cosmic Boy continued pulling a ring from the compartment in his chair.

Dumbfounded Dai watched as Cosmic Boy, his idol, the man who's pain caused him to cry when he was little. Now standing in front of him, complimenting him on his hypersu skills! But then it was the ring, the unmistakable nth metal ring coming out of Cosmic Boy's wheel chair and with a casual flick, was tossed to Dai who caught it easily.

The crowd around the two were gasping in shock. But it was all nothing to what Dai was feeling, staring down at the ring in his massive hands. He could recall a time he would play when he was little, pretending he was in the Legion of Superheroes. It was his dream, and the closest he thought he'd ever get was imagining such a thing. This though, this was real, Cosmic Boy was right there. Finally Dai started to crack a smile, one which grew fast as Dai approached Cosmic Boy very quickly. "OHMYGODYESYESYESYESYESYES!" Dai proclaimed loudly and proudly, impressively albeit absent mindedly picking up Rokk wheelchair and all in a hug. Only to quickly realize what he was doing and put him back down. "Oh uh sorry! Got a bit carried away there..."

- One week later -

Dai Suwind was still not sure if he was living in some kind of dream. Sure, he had absolutely crushed the bed in his living quarters on the day he got there. Sure, he ate everything in the kitchen which led to said bed destruction. He had sworn to himself as he was traveling to Earth to be on his best behavior. But Dai was nervous as all can be. He was in the Legion of Superheroes!

Still Rokk clearly understood Dai meant well, he made sure the kitchen was restocked by day’s end. Plus Rokk had a new Gluconian bed brought in the next day. It was awesome and instantly made Dai feel a bit more comfortable in the role. Speaking of comfortable, Dai was in his quarters, checking himself out in the neat red suit Rokk outfitted him with. It was made out of the same material most Gluconian clothes were made out of. Meaning it would stretch comfortably and breathe nicely.

Dai was at his normal small frame at the moment, he hadn’t eaten at all that day as he had been too busy exploring his new home. Meeting teammates, geeking out with Momentum on being on the team, as well as Momentum’s awesome action figures and memorabilia. When Rokk came over the intercoms with the call Dai had to stop himself from immediately responding and getting in on the action. After all, he realized looking down at himself. If he went into battle as is he’d be dead meat. Mmm, meat, Dai needed to go eat something. Sure it doesn’t take long for a Gluconian to gain more than enough weight to put up a fight. But by the sound of things Dai didn’t even have that much time. He sighed wistful, “You guys go ahead, I need to get in shape first.” He responded over the comms. rubbing his tiny stomach as he made his way to the kitchen.

[Tengri]

Then.

It was slowly driving her mad. The inaction was getting on her nerves more than she would admit. After all, she was a cop, born and bred, like her father and grandfather and their fathers and grandfathers before her, so the need to be out in the field, saving innocents and foiling criminals, was an essential part of her very core, her essence of sorts.

Arima Sur was staring at the ceiling of her apartments. It was all past now, her mind dully noted. Nobody likes loose cannons, not when an officer can create a makeshift electric chair on accident. It was kind of hard to get rid of charred hair from her patrol car, too.

“Maybe I should call dad.” And tell him what? That she was a complete and utter failure? Just wallowing in self-pity seemed like a better alternative. And it’s not like she could went on the streets and become a vigilante of sorts. She had superpowers, but no training with them and clearance.

Ungarans, as a rule, had a very miniscule contingent of enhanced individuals, so virtually no one knew what to do with her. Of course, there always was an exception to that rule. All of sudden, her communication device started ringing.

“Arima Sur? You might know me better as Cosmic Boy. I have an offer for you.”

Now.

It was driving her mad pretty damn fast. No discipline. No order. No uniform! No matter how you look at this, the whole Legion seemed like a raggedy bunch of walking disasters - nothing like the proper police force or army, which weren’t even divided in her homeworld.

With almost painfully familiar movements, Arima prepared her living quarters and gave her costume a questioning look. It was standard-issue police uniform, if somewhat modified to suit her needs. “It’s time to rumble,” she said and put the damn thing on.

“Bolt, reporting for duty!” She almost chuckled at her new codename. Almost. Sadly, Arima doesn’t chuckle. Not in public, at least. “I take you’ll be our superior officer for this mission, sir?” Just to make sure. A proper chain of command was essential for every mission. Maybe, this whole shebang wasn’t all rookies, amateurs and ex-civilians, as she feared.

[Omega Man]

Ferro Lad, Momentum, and Bolt had already answered the call to go and check things out. Bulk Lad was making his way towards the kitchen and some of the team may have been out in the city already. Metropolis was a sight to see even in the 21st century, but in the year 3000 it looked like something out of a Star Wars film. The Daily Planet was one of the more recognizable spots in the city with the giant globe on top of the building. LexCorp Tower was still in Midtown with the latest heir in the line of Luthors in charge. Lorelei Luthor seemed sweet, but she was more than the character she portrayed when surrounded by news and media photographers. Sol was in his personal quarters in the Queensland Park HQ. The building was an odd shape, like several buildings of this day and age. The call came over the intercom and the young Daxamite could feel himself shaking. He'd been on the streets now for weeks calling himself the new Ultra Boy, but Rokk gave him a uniform. Yellow and black with a glowing symbol similar to the original Ultra Boy's gear. He was nervous, but he was ready. Sol had been under the rays of the planet Earth's yellow sun for several weeks and was juiced and ready to go get a piece of the action.

"I'm game, techno-squids huh?" he asked now wearing his suit.

Moments later...

Ferro Lad, Bolt, and Ultra Boy all chose to fly to the scene whereas Momentum took a quick run and showed up just a minute or two ahead of the rest of the group. There were two of the 'techno squids' [Squid - 1, and Squid - 2] as well as a robotic humanoid minion seemingly overseeing them [Minion -1].

"I'll take the ring leader!" yelled Ultra Boy flying towards the enemies. He got a few shots in on the Minion before Tech Squid -1 whipped him with a tendril at least twice.

Ultra Boy: 14 hp [-2 from the 2 whips from the squid-1]
Minion-1: 12 hp [-6 from the 3 basic punches from Ultra Boy]
Tech Squid-1: 13 [no damage taken]

"Oh I got something for you too Squidface..." yelled Sol blasting the robot creature with heat vision.

Ultra Boy: 14 hp
Minion-1: 12 hp
Tech Squid-1: 11 hp [-2 from Sol's heat vision]

The other tech squid [#2!] attempted to get the young hero with an electric shock from it's tendril, however the hero dodged the attack.

Ultra Boy: 15 hp [used 1 of 4 defense moves this level to regain +1 health]
Minion-1: 12 hp
Tech Squid-1: 11 hp
Tech Squid-2: 13 hp [no damage taken]

~KL~

[rocketrobie2]

Pano smiled as he put his goggles over his eyes. It was finally time for some action! Immediately Pano-Zu began calculating what would be his best course of action. The large humanoid hadn't seemed to have done anything yet which likely meant it was going to do something soon enough so rather than test his luck, Pano figured he should try his hand at taking down one of the smaller machines.

Momentum got into a running position and took off towards the closest Cephalopod like creature [Squid-1] and leapt for the creature to deliver a hit which was easily shrugged off my the beast due to its hard exterior. Afterwards the alien speedster took off back at the creature deal another blow, now augmented by his speed which managed to do some damage to machine. Seeing this, Momentum decided to keep it up and came back around twice more to deliver further blows against the metal creature.

Momentum: 15 hp [no damage taken]
Minion-1: 12 hp
Tech Squid-1: 9 hp [-3 from super speed combos, +1 for Hardened Shell]
Tech Squid-2: 13 hp [no damage taken]

While Momentum pounded on the first squid, the other small machine [Squid-2] came at him and began using it's ingenious programming to predict the speedster's path and violently lash out at speedster multiple times, throwing him to the ground.

Momentum: 12 hp [-3 from squid 2 whips]
Minion-1: 12 hp
Tech Squid-1: 9 hp
Tech Squid-2: 13 hp [no damage taken]

[knighthawk]

Horus was in the Gym/equipment room. The place was limited for now until they regained some of their old contacts and contracts to once again be a reliable influence with people like the science police to open their surplus to the 'children'. Therefor they had to use a lot of his stuff. Some was thanagarian, some was old justice league stuff. It had been a thousand years since he and the blue boyscout stood side by side, many of his caches had been looted or destroyed, some moved during the various reincarnations. So some stuff was ten years old, some thousands, it was a crap-shoot really on what quality remained but they all stank of time and must.

He heard the call on the PA and ignored it for now, let the pups work out their energy while he got the place ready. He noticed the local behemoth pass by as each step put shock-waves in the ground and he gave out a sharp whistle. "Hey, big guy, come see me when you are done with what you are doing." Already planning, he threw out a series of flat golden disks abut a foot wide all over the floor like polka dots. He walked over to the PA and pushed a button making an announcement of his own.

"Those not currently on mission or performing chores, please report to the training area."

[DrewVonAwesome]

As Dai took a seat in the kitchen next to the breakfast counter. He looked over his mass bounty of cuisine for the afternoon. A collection of a roasted chicken, couple pieces of garlic bread, fried green beans, and a quite large glass of lemon lime soda. Some of which, like the chicken, were pre-cooked and waiting. The rest he made himself, a point of pride for Dai. After all, any Gluconian worth their grain of salt knows not only how to cook, but to make meals that can rival any planet’s professional chefs. Its why Glucona is considered the premiere planet in any solar system for gourmet cuisine.

As Dai dove into the meal, it didn’t take long for the fat, calories, and other assorted nutrients to take effect on his body. Like some kind of fat balloon Dai’s body seemingly expanded bigger and bigger. His stomach going from flat and toned but bloated further and further. Reaching a point it started to rest on his sitting legs, and eventually covering the legs from his own sight even when he stood up. Meanwhile the rest of his body grew with his girth, his arms and legs properly gaining mass until his legs looked more tree trunks than normal.

As he ate, Dai’s mind started to drift slightly, going back to the last week since Cosmic Boy visited him. It had been crazy, exciting, stressful, all seemingly at the same time. Having to give up on his hypersu career was difficult. Not just from having to say goodbye to what seemingly was the only thing he’ll ever be good at. His sponsors weren’t super happy to hear the news either, even with the reason being important. He had to work to get out of the contract but even still Dai still has to return to Glucona at least once a year for the next few years for commercials and such. Cosmic Boy though noted he knew what Dai was going through, when Cosmic Boy had to leave his Magnoball career his sponsors asked about the same thing of him. It didn’t last too long, and thankfully they didn’t ask a lot of him. Dai could only hope the same thing with his sponsors. Even though his planet’s people were all thrilled he was being brought into the returning Legion of Superheroes. It was a very big deal for one of their own to be recognized in such a manner.

After the meal, Dai stuffed the chicken's two drumsticks into his mouth and held them there, the both of them sticking weirdly out of his stretched out mouth. He was planning on returning to his room to take some time to finish setting up his room when he heard "Hey, big guy, come see me when you are done with what you are doing." Pausing awkwardly Dai glanced around before pointing to himself. Muffling out a “Mefh?” from his stuffed mouth. Only to pause, and with one hand quickly stuffed down both chicken drumsticks down his gullet, bones and everything. It was all a nice side effect of his ability to digest normally inedible stuff. His stomach giggled as after a moment it grew just ever so slightly bigger from the extra food. “Uh sure uh...” Dai let out a sudden belch which threw even him off. Quickly covering his mouth with a massive fist. His cheeks rapidly developing a deep pink hue. The last thing he wanted to do around his new teammates was give them the impression of the old stereotypes of Gluconians being pigs and impolite. “My apologies, uh sure I’m available.” Walking in, his massive girth making small shakes in the ground. “So what are we doing?”

[Omega Man]

Once upon a time, Sol was as helpless as the humans and non-powered alien species living in Metropolis in the year 3000. On the planet Daxam, none of Sol's people had superpowers due to their red sun. When Brainiac Five destroyed the planet, the panic and fear currently in downtown Metropolis could've been multiplied something like one thousand and twenty times on the planet Daxam. Sol was in school when it happened. He could only watch as his entire city burned from natural disasters caused by the robotic armies of Brainiac Five. The transport ship Sol's class tried escaping in was shot down before the members of the Legion stepped in and gave assistance. Several one man pods were ejected, and after witnessing heroes such as Ultra Boy and Mon El in action Sol had wished he could do more.

His ship was the only pod to make it's way into the Milky Way Galaxy of sector 2814. Some time after it was reported the Legion fell, Sol discovered his powers while trying to live a life on an alien planet. It was exceptionally difficult for the young man as he had never been around anything other than his fellow Daxamites. Xenophobic by nature, Sol was more accepting than his family and people. He adopted the name Ultra Boy more recently before being approached by Cosmic Boy with a ring two days ago.

Now, he's battling these metal plated robots. Ultra Boy landed two basic punches on the same tech squid that was defending the more humanoid robot minion. He bent the steel in his hands gripping the outer shell of the tech squid and flew into the air throwing it back down to the ground below him.

Ultra Boy: 15 hp
Tech Squid 1: 3 hp [-6 hp from three attacks by Sol]

The other tech squid was en route to Ferro Lad and Bolt who were both somewhat in awe at the two rookie heroes before them. Ferro Lad had been in the Legion for awhile, and Bolt was an officer on Ungara. These two kids from Daxam and Xudar were doing a good job and the crowd still around them who could see the battle were cheering this reborn Legion like a football team. Before they realized the other tech squid was on them, Ferro Lad and Bolt were both hit with life draining tendrils.

Ferro Lad: 16 hp [took -1 damage from Tech Squid 2]
Bolt: 10 hp [took -1 damage from Tech Squid 2]
Tech Squid 2: 13 hp

It appeared Momentum was focusing his efforts on the humanoid robot leader of this bunch so Ultra Boy flew down and grabbed Tech Squid 1 by the tendrils. Flying towards Bolt and Ferro Lad, Sol let out a scream...

"EVERYBODY SHIELD YOUR EYES!" he screamed before bursting with light in a solar flare.

Ultra Boy: 15 hp
Tech Squid 1: 0 hp [Ultra Boy's Sig is -4 hp, Squid 1 is DEFEATED]
Tech Squid 2: 9 [-4 hp, Ultra Boy's Sig is an area attack and can effect multiple enemies]

"You two just gonna stand there?" Ultra Boy asked of his teammates who had yet to get their hands dirty.

@bluetommy2 @Tengri @rocketrobie2

~KL~

[Weird Tales]

Isaak was glad to be a part of this new legion of superheroes and unfortunately he wasn't able to make it in time to go see some action with the others who had gone to fight off a threat, but he was curtain that next time would be better. He decided to have some breakfast before he did anything else and cooked himself up some waffles. He then bathed them in maple syrup before digging in. Waffles and pancakes were two of his favorite meals in the morning and when he didn't have time to make either he preferred to eat a donuts instead. This meal was great and he washed it all down with a glass of orange juice.

He was just finishing his breakfast when heard the announcement over the com to come to the training room. Even though it wasn't their leader, Isaak wanted to do something than just wait around for the others to get back from their mission. He quickly hurried over to the area and he bounced a bit letting his powers propel him forward some more. Once he entered the training room he saw Horus and Dai. Isaak still needed to get to know them more since it felt like yesterday that they had all been introduced to each other.

"So is anyone up for some agility training? I'm quite good at that" he said and his body started to glow a bright blue. His powers allowed him to bounce off surfaces with incredible ease and increase his momentum to incredible levels. He always wanted to find new and more creative ways to utilize his powers.

[Tengri]

“I wasn’t trained for this,” she noted, her voice practically dripping with sarcasm.

In all honesty, no police training ever had random killer robots’ attack in mind. It was mostly how to deal with common criminals - the kind that used guns and such - how to talk with civilians in the field and how to write clean and easy to understand reports. Not that she ever needed most of this information.

“I am a very good learner, though,” and her arms were enveloped with pure electricity, ready to go wild and unleash hell and misery upon those poor sods that she decided to use as means to vent her pent-up frustration, which was quite a lot all things considered.

It took her ten years of non-stop schooling to become qualified for the police work. It took even more to grow from a hopeless rookie to a respected officer. It took nearly all of her of live to become a woman worthy of her father’s respect. It took one bad call and a bad day to send this all to hell.

Bolt: 10 HP
Tech Squid: 5 HP [-4 HP, 4 attacks]

Xudarian. Daxamite. Earthling. It didn’t really matter anymore. In the heart of battle, the only thing that remains true is the simple face - there’s an enemy before you, and they would be destroyed. And destroyed with lightning, with fanfares and glory.

“I would normally tell you your rights, but given all of you are robots and most likely not sentient, I’ll spare you the lip service. If you understand me, stop moving and play dead! And please, I beg you, don’t.” Arima smiled, showing pure white teeth in an expression of pure elation.

[Bluetommy]

It was all a blur. Andrew hadn't been in a real battle since Legionfall, and one of the machines was quick to take advantage, before he had even changed form, he had already been harmed. Growling, Andrew extended his arms, watching as the metal quickly pushed down his arms towards his fingers.

"Try that again!" He yelled to the squid, which obliged, allowing Andrew to deflect its tendril with his forearm.

Ferro Lad: 17 hp (+1 from defensive technique)
Tech Squid 2: 5 HP

With a laugh, Ferro pushed out his chest and leaped at the squid, smashing it thrice with his fists, destroying it. After the squid fell to the ground, he pulled it into two pieces and threw both at the humanoid robot, laughing as they detonated against the brute's chest. Ferro always laughed in battle, he always had, it was a side effect of the adrenaline and the fear, a failsafe just in case the battle broke him, and he knew nothing could kill him, well, most things couldn't.

"All of you, focus on the last one." He said, grimacing at the overly-dramatic Daxamite, who growled and screamed as he fought enemies so weak even Rokk could handle them in his current state.

Ferro Lad: 17 hp
Tech Squid 2: 0 HP (Three attacks from Ferro for -6 hp, the squid is DEFEATED)
Minion-1: 8 HP (Ferro's Sig deals -4 HP)

[Tengri]

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[KatherinWinter]

Roxy snorted at Horus' announcement over the PA. Following the rules wasn't something that she was very good at. So needless to say she didn't hurry to the training area. Adjusting to working on a team was harder then she had thought it would be. Not that she had thought it would be easy. She had been trained to be an assassin from a young age. She honestly couldn't think of a point in her life that hadn't included training. But training to work alone wasn't the same the same as training to work with others so she probably she head to the gym eventually.

She didn't hurt. She didn't want Horus the idea that she was going to obey him. She didn't obey anyone. Not any more. She had left home so that she could have freedom not to follow another person's orders. But being who she was she couldn't just life a normal life. She didn't know how. So she had joined the Legion. Joining mean she had to listen to those how knew this world better then she did. Fortunately listening didn't mean obeying. She was willing to learn but she wasn't going to do anything she didn't want to do.

[rocketrobie2]

Pano was taking a breather behind a holo-news stand as he let the rest of the team take their turns beating on the mechanical monstrosities before them.

"Alright, time to end this scuffle" Pano said getting up from his hunched over position and he took off running at the last remaining robot before him. The humanoid robot saw Pano coming and let loose a blast of energy from it's hands directly at the goggled hero Momentum. Pano took the hit hard since it was coupled with his already incredible momentum but the alien speedster continued on towards his target. At this moment time seemed to slow down for Pano, this would be his first big baddy that he'd take down, he had to say something but what? Was he going to be the funny one of the legion and say a funny quip as he took down the robot or maybe he'd go for the stoic badass and say something serious and really make people think.

While Pano thought about this he was knocked back to his senses as he realized he was close enough to the the machine man to get a hit in which he did eagerly and then proceeded to reapeat the process five more time before tripping and flying back into the holo-news stand that he'd been hiding behind previously. Maybe he wasn't up to taking down his first verified supervillian yet.

Momentum: 9 hp [ -2 from hand blast]
Minion-1: 8 HP [-5 from sped up punches]

[knighthawk]

Horus smiled at his militant 'at-ease' pose, across the floor was a welcome wagon of weapons. Arranged from smallest on the outside to largest in the middle, melee on the left and ranged on the right. Once the third arrived, he began what seemed like a prepared speech."

"Take a minute, pick out a favorite...In many ways, you are like these weapons. They have strengths, weaknesses, and a key purpose when designed. Many can be used outside of their initial purpose, not as well as a specific tool, but with training they can be compensated for.

Today, we are going to start with your weaknesses. That favorite you were eyeballing? Look for its opposite, if you were looking at the guns, grab a melee weapon, if you were looking for something light, grab that big two-hander, if you were looking for something in the middle, grab the farthest extreme.

This is not an exercise to make you feel inept or degrade you like some drill sergeant. Out there in the field you will most often be out of your element, the sniper of the group might be taken out by a stray blast and it is up to you to take the shot for the mission or to save lives.
You cannot save the worlds if the safety is on.

You have to the count of ten to grab the worst weapon...Ready?"

"THREE!"

[Bluetommy]

Watching as the speedster horribly failed at killing the minion, Andrew couldn't help but sigh, what the hell had he gotten himself into?

"Momentum! Watch yourself, I'll handle this," he told the younger hero, running over to the minion and smashing him twice with some powerful hammer-blows. Finishing his combination with a powerful punch across the jaw, he shrugged off the bot's cross, which hit at the same time as his own blow.

Ferro Lad - 15 hp. [-2 from punch to the chin.]
Minion-1 - 2 hp. [-6 from Andrew's assault]

Standing at full height and staring at the dented and heavily weakened robot, Andrew looked over at the Daxamite.

"You mind finishing him off? My fists hurt." He japed, smiling under his mask. Perhaps he could get used to being a legionnaire again.

[Omega Man]

The B-3P0 self repaired some of the damage it had taken already as the Daxamite readied an assault leaping into the air and flying towards the humanoid machine. The hardened shell of the minion had started to return and the robot was ready.

Ultra Boy: 15 hp
Minion1: 6 hp [+4 hp from 2 defense moves]

The minion went in for a flying assault and caught the semi experienced hero off guard.

Ultra Boy: 13 hp [-2 hp from minion attack
Minion1: 6 hp

Sol blasted back at the robot with his heat vision until getting close enough to the minion to grab him and throw him through an already wrecked flying car. With a superhero landing, Ultra Boy punched through the chest of his enemy and stood up from the crunching sound of machines being ripped through.

Ultra Boy: 13 hp
Minion1: 0 hp [-6 from the three attacks of Sol, DEFEATED]

"That... was... AWESOME!" Sol exclaimed with a grin, "Hey... Ferro Lad was it? Should we take a piece or two of this thing back to HQ? Do we still have a super smart guy on the team to look at this sort of thing?"

The group got back to the Legion headquarters in Queensland Park in no time. They entered through the sliding doors on the bottom floor that recognized their rings. Ferro Lad looked to be going towards the central hub of the monitor room to speak with Cosmic Boy. Ultra Boy moved on to his own private quarters after stepping off an elevator to another floor. He was still grinning until he entered his empty room. He'd only acquired a single box of clothes and stuff since he'd been on Earth the last year or so. The last remaining picture of his family was a little burned and sat on a table, and upon looking down at it Sol's whole demeanor changed. The grin was gone and he remembered why he was there. To avenge his family, his whole world, and take down the techno monster that is Brainiac 5. He took his shirt and mask off, his belt, and gloves. Sol laid down on his bed with his stuff in the floor, arms behind his back, and just stared at the ceiling.

~KL~

[DrewVonAwesome]

Even in his massive form Bulk Lad could only look awkwardly confused at the command being put on him. Horus had given the order, grab the worst weapon he could think of. Why did he have to get a weapon? Bulk Lad was under the impression, and it was a good one, that HE himself was the weapon. Not a lot his ever found could hurt him like this. Why did he need something on top of that? Him fattened up and carrying a weapon just makes him attacking go from vicious to borderline illegal.

Somehow, even to Bulk Lad’s surprise, he reached the weapons first. Maybe the others were just as confused where Horus was going with this? Still looking at the long row of items Bulk Lad shrugged at them. He’s never used anything like any of these things in his life. Finally grabbing something Bulk Lad ran back to where he was standing. In his hand was a very tiny in comparison police baton. It barely fit in his large grasp. “I uh... I got a stick...” Bulk Lad could only meekly say aloud.