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

Mr. Wrench | Fargo FX

[wrenches]

2 - (We'll Have Food)

[First thing first he has a look around, when it seems everyone is just going to bitch at each other at the start. He's not interested in any of it. Really none of this is a huge bother to him, it's something new. Wrench isn't a part of any organization any longer and his last mission had been a personal one, which he'd wrapped up before... this.

So if anything it was more interesting than running from the law and potentially ending up in jail again. Hard pass on that. If anything it seemed a lot of the people here wouldn't judge him for his line of work and if they did he couldn't give less of a shit. Not looking company per se, he finds the bar and has a seat getting a couple glasses in of whiskey fairly quick. Hell if anyone does come to give him company Wrench won't notice at first, unless they take a seat next to him and some how get his attention.

Not that he's ignoring them on purpose... well, it could go that way, but not being able to hear can make it a smidge difficult to catch any greetings.]


4 - (We Repeat, Endless Meat)

[What's a guy to do when he's minding his business and finds a dead body? Pull out the handgun he's got in his jacket and first off make sure the area is clear for the immediate moment, two, nudge the body over with his boot and wrinkle his nose in disgust at the mess their face is. Well. Face is being nice. There's not really a face anymore. Probably been dead for a bit by the look of it.

Wrench kneels down beside the body to try and figure out who it was and see if they've got anything worth while on them, aka: a weapon. In fact he does find something, a pocket knife, better than nothing, so in his jacket it goes. Who knows when he'll need a knife for something nice, close and personal.]

((ooc: hi hello Wrench is a 6'2" deaf hitman who wears an ugly fringe cowboy jacket non ironically))

4

[penciltrick]

Good taste.

[The Joker is akin to something from the shadows, seeming to maintain presence and awareness of things at all times, slipping in and out of rooms at random. He's not exactly the most social of people, seemingly only existing to discomfort others at the best of times.

But knives...those are something he's interested in. He knows what Wrench has done, and that in and of itself has his interest.]

Didn't do much for him, I, uh, imagine. [He casually rolls his eyes at the body.]

[wrenches]

[Look now, this is not a you smelt it you dealt it situation. This is not his mess, for once. He just found it this way. At first Wrench doesn't notice the other man, not until he moves slightly into the edge of his vision.

That has him shooting up to his full height, gun aimed at the other... man. Clown? Who even knows really. Clowns aren't real people, let's just speak the truth. With a stern look he tries to catch whatever he's saying, but to he's always been shit at lip reading. After losing his partner he'd gotten a bit better, but not enough to just straight up understand what anyone is saying as they speak normally.

So he motions down to the body with the gun then points it back at whoever this is, nodding at him. Did you do this? is what he's asking.]

2

[heyhoho]

[Being stuck in this place was more than good enough reason to drink, and it looks like this other guy here had the right idea of it. Not about to turn down company, Long John sits down next to him and gestures to the whiskey.]

Feelin' in the generous mood?

[wrenches]

[The gesture catches his eye and Wrench glances to the side to take in his new acquaintance. Seems par for the course considering all the people he’d seen so far. He remembers seeing this guy’s pic in the profiles he’d gone through. Name hadn’t stuck. Setting his glass down he holds up the bottle of whiskey tipping it towards him with his brows popping up a little.

Want some?]

[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.