Legion of Eclipse Mods (
legionofmods) wrote2019-03-27 03:23 pm
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LEGION OF ECLIPSE TEST DRIVE.

"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:
...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.
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Liam hasn't heard such outright callousness since he listened through the slats of Irving's torture chamber, and beholds Dennis in a thoughtful silence, trying to think of a single point of comparison he and this man must share to have both been brought here. He arrives at the conclusion that there must be none - that his suspicion that he does not belong here must be true, after all. Hoping that allowing him to elaborate will bolster his delusion, Liam hands Dennis the proverbial noose to hang himself with, and waits for the proof he needs:]
I must say, I am impressed. After many decades of killing, I have never once managed to find joy in human suffering.
However have you built up such a talent?
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[This is veering into territory that's unsettling Dennis' delicate system, but he can't show that right now, in front of this person who has, according to these monitors, done some pretty intense stuff. It's not just ego stoking Dennis' braggadocio; it's also fear, the sense that the ground is unsteady under his feet, that any second now he could just plummet through the floor.
The best way to avoid that fall is to talk down to someone, even if you have to make it up. Even, especially if, it's becoming increasingly obvious that this person could kill you very quickly and wouldn't even take the time to make it artful. All the murders in Dennis' head are artful. Reality sits outside him, bundled and disheveled, but as soon as it enters his eyes and ears and mouth it has to take off its grubby coat and make itself presentable.
It's the only way to get by.]
Now, you said decades? That's a long time to do something you don't like.
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I like what I do. But it's not power I'm after. [He tells himself this, as though his hunger to prove himself a better leader than the oligarchs who built the universe hasn't smoldered in his stomach for thirty years.]
I'm a revolutionary. I want to set history on the right course. [Liam thinks he knows Dennis' type - if he's going to get anything else, he'll have to concede on one thing:] I admit that it can... [For just an instant, he's able to conjure his envy of someone who enjoyed making sacrifices] lack satisfaction. At least, compared to what you seem to get out of your work.
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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.]