LEGION OF ECLIPSE TEST DRIVE.

[legionofmods]

"Your characters is forcibly recruited into the Legion of the Eclipse, a multiversal legion of supervillains. They've had their eye on you for a while, and now, they'd like to formally invite you to join them!

...The issue is that there are a great deal of you, and the Legion is a very exclusive club. So, you're offered a challenge: if you wish to make it into the legion, you must commit murder or avoid being murdered. But you can do that, can't you? You're a villain, after all!"

This is the official test drive for Legion of Eclipse, a villain-only murdergame. Characters who don't fit this criteria might be PMed by the mod and asked to remove their prompts, for consistency purposes. This test drive will remain open until the game itself opens, and comments from this may be used as part of your murdersheet. Please list your character's name and canon in your header, and please feel free to consult our FAQ if you have any questions. Reserves open on April 12th.

You may use your own prompts, or the example ones below:
 

1 - Meticulous Planning
Despite whatever plots and schemes you might have had going before, you will find yourself waking up here. The room's architecture is stunning, and captures the aesthetic of 1950's sci-fi futurism. Only problem is...is that you don't recognize it. Once you leave, you'll find that the rest of the place reflects that same aesthetic - and judging by the heat and that wall of lava that you can't reach, you're in a volcano. Fortunately for you, it seems as though everyone else here is just as confused...especially by the fact that the terminals scattered throughout the building seem to have comprehensive information on all of you.

The monitors mounted on the walls of just about every room of the building display the message "INFORMATION AT 12PM." Guess you're stuck until then.

2 - (We'll Have Food)
You'll find that despite your hosts' threats, it gets...rather boring around here. Fortunately, there is plenty to do. The kitchens are well-stocked with just about every food you can imagine, made to order on demand from a similar set of kiosks. Other features of The Volcano Lair include a room filled with sharks, a vehicle hanger filled with inoperable mechas and hovercars, a power plant, a fully-stocked bar, a music room, and a war room consisting of a very large table...and nothing else.

Feel free to add your own rooms in your prompts, and if we like them, you might just seem them in-game.

3 - Tenacity Spanning
Another week has gone by, and as per your hosts' threats, they've decided to release the secrets of everyone still alive. Each of the monitors in the building will display footage of you, revealing both devastating secrets and what exactly you were up to in your homeworld. If you haven't told everyone about this stuff yet, now's the time to do so.

4 - (We Repeat, Endless Meat)
Like it or not, they'll have their murders. You're either going to find a body, or you're going to be a body. Or, if you play your cards right, perhaps you'll be the one committing murder to begin with...any way you slice it, the game is afoot. Prepare yourself and react accordingly.

5 - Decades Of Denial
Trials are particularly devastating. You're sat across a large table with enough seats for all twenty of you, made to debate and accuse each other. Perhaps this could be your time to twist things in your favor, if you're so inclined...

6 - Is Simply Why I'll--
Wild card prompt. Go nuts.

Comments

[popstarmanifesto]

Round and purple, pal. Easy mistake to make, though, and I'm definitely not going to hold a grudge over an incredibly minor slight like that! Heeheeheehee!

[skinsuits]

[She stands, arms folded over her chest looking down at him smiling.]

Well aren't you adorable in person. [Unable to stop herself she touches his hair.]

hell yeah, shapeshift off

[skinsuits]

[She blinks, quickly grasping at what he was doing, so she remains the purple guy, ready to play out whatever mindgames were about to happen here.]

Nothing wholesome, clearly.

[startercar]

[Power. Dennis told his not-dad once that he wanted power, then backtracked and talked about how it was really only the illusion of power he needed. It was true. After a while the illusion of power becomes a power of its own, only without the responsibility, which means it's power with an escape hatch built into the floor. It's the best kind.

And it's right within grasp here. If he just plays it right, and God, this guy is buying it! He's talking to a 'revolutionary' who apparently bugbombed a race, and he's got him on the fishing line! It's an aphrodisiac rush. Dennis feels his chest sweat. He doesn't know what to do with himself; his palms are getting uncomfortably clammy.]

Well, we all want to set history on the right course, right? [Dennis laughs, but it's half a puff of air through his nose, nervous.] I mean, that's what we higher powers do.

[Calling himself a "higher power" feels so right when there's no one around to snicker at him.]

ii - tech lab

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

Oh, fascinating!

[Just getting right in there and examining the baton.]

A bit crude, but very resourceful, considering the facilities on hand. But no, sorry, definitely not being the test subject here. We need an intern, there's enough people here, one of them must be a teenager we can wrangle into it.

we'll have food

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

Oh, it's been ages since I've played.

[She settles in opposite Somnus, looking over the board.]

The pieces are all the same as you've known them, then? Interesting, that the game would be the same across such different dimensions.

[She's read the profiles, and you are definitely not from a world remotely similar to hers.]

4

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

Mm, indeed. I've done some work towards ameliorating that fragility, but there's always so many petty little objections.

[She considers the corpse carefully, in a detached manner.]

Repeated stab wounds to the torso. Not only was the culprit messy, they were very imprecise.

tenacity

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

[Just fucking snickering.]

It does have a certain 'Three Stooges' air, doesn't it?

Denial

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

Oh now that really is interesting.

[Was someone talking about a dead guy? Too bad, neat sciencey thing asking to be understood. Olivia leans forward across the table, folding her arms.]

Just how do you do that, is it some kind of illusion or is it some kind of actual cellular transformation?

let's pretend i know literally anything about chess

[encelevenemus]

They are indeed. I confess it a small reassurance, surrounded by the unfamiliar as I appear to be.

[Or in other words, something had to be the same in this godsforsaken place.]

I presume the rules must be the same as well, but should I be wrong then perhaps I've just a lot to learn.

I know the horsies move in L shapes

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

Well, if there are any differences in our knowledge of the rules, we'll discover them soon enough, won't we? It'll be a learning experience.

[She adjusts the board slightly, fixing some tiny misalignment.]

White or black?

my bad for the three day wait on this

[mostwantedfrog]

Ehhhh. [Dismissive hand waves.] Color is in eye of beholder. Also, feeling that you are perhaps lying about grudge holding and will in fact slit throat in sleep.

[offorgotten]

They didn't know where to hit... or, perhaps they knew exactly where. You do cause a slower, more painful death if you avoid the vital organs-- which, I assume, are in the usual spots.

shapeshift till the party ends

[hiallmybuddies]

Well, golly, buddy! That don't seem good at all! Unlike me, the totally not a shapeshifter Miss Tick, you certainly can't be trusted!

[clozapine]

What the hell is so funny about it?

Come over here and I'll show you funny, lady. [In his universe she's a man. So the optics would be slightly worse if they fought here. Not that he hasn't killed his fair share of women.]

[heyhoho]

'Old man?'

[He places a hand to his chest at the wound Vegeta had just inflicted on him, with a light laugh.]

I'll have you know I'm in the prime of my life! Just...finely matured, if you will.

[...]

'Sides, didn't you learn to respect your elders?

[heyhoho]

Ah, I see.

[He nods. He doesn't get it at all.]

But for what purpose are you organizing them? ...If you don't mind my asking.

[heyhoho]

The little dancing devil, eh?

[He shakes his head. As delightful a title it is, it's not one he knows.]

Can't say I have, lad. But - [He looks around.] - looks like I'm quite a bit far from home. Probably not a whole lot 'round here I have heard of.

[Y'know. If that makes you feel any better.]

[heyhoho]

I'll take that as a resounding yes, then.

[Long John gives a nod, and procures his own glass by leaning across the bar to fetch one, then holds it out to Wrench.]

Please, and thank you.

hm. this checks out.

[encelevenemus]

I've an affinity for black, myself.

[we noticed, honey]

[tedioustrivium]

Purpose...?

Why would I want to do anything with purpose?

it's funny because check is a chess thing

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

Committed to the aesthetic, I see. I can appreciate that.

[You don't get to be a Spider-rogue otherwise, really.]

[She moves a pawn, I can play chess, I am not good at it, but only two types of pieces can move first and I know enough to know that moving a knight first is probably a bad idea.]

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

I was being metaphorical, but since you asked, your sense of timing is absolutely impeccable for someone I can only assume isn't actually TRYING.

[All it's really missing is some grainy black and white, and maybe some sound effects.]

And frankly, the fact that you're so easily falling for something obviously meant to rile you up exactly like this is almost hilarious.

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

Different evolutionary paths are definitely a possibility in this case, but I'd have to do an autopsy to be sure. Do you think we'd have time to kludge something together in the medical bay for that?

[Probably not, but it might be fun to try.]

And- I'd assume incompetence, for now. Occam's Razor. If they were professional enough to deliberately make non-fatal hits like this, they'd also have to know that doing so would drastically increase the chances of getting caught and executed themselves. Either way, we're dealing with an amateur.

dohohoho

[encelevenemus]

You could say that. Black's a customary color, in the kingdom.

[Or it would be, once he was done with it.]

It's fascinating to me that such a game persists across universes and ages. It would appear to me that the rest of you come from places well ahead of my Lucis.