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It's July and it's time for you to play super-stork...of space! Create/imagine/design the offspring of Legion characters. Be it children with two Legionnaire parents, one Legionnaire and one proty, of otherwise, submit creative work featuring what the Children of the Legion might be like.

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- The Curatorial Staff of the Museum of Legion Arts

From my Legacy Legion team;

First up;

Electrode (Graym Ranzz of Earth, tri-citizenship with Winath and Titan as well).

Powers - electrically augmented physiology providing enhanced strength, speed, agility and endurance, as well as the ability to convey powerful shocks by touch. He wears a pair of bracers, one of which unfolds into a shield, that he can use with his enhanced reflexes to parry even projectile weapons, and the other of which produces a long flexible metallic 'whip' that can conduct his electrical attacks at a 6 meter range.

History;
Graym Ranzz is something like royalty on Earth, and particularly in Metropolis, as the Earth-born first son of Legion founders, Imra Ardeen and Garth Ranzz. He developed only the basest rudiments of his mother’s telepathic talents, as the powerful electrical currents surging through his developing body served to generate a kind of ‘psychic static’ that impeded the development of these abilities. Throughout his childhood, his mother taught him meditative skills, to help bring out his latent telepathic traits, being torn to be raising a child who was ‘mind-blind,’ by Titanian standards, a veritable deaf-mute, sealed away from the soothing tide of voices that all Titanians are enmeshed within from their waking moments and the warm embrace of the shared dreams that await them in the night. Still, the energies within him stunted his psychic growth, and he instead found himself excelling in all matters physical. Unlike his father, he could not generate lightning bolts to throw at another, his energies instead being internalized, and through his mother’s meditative focus, he learned to use them to vastly increase his various bodily processes, making him stronger, faster and hardier than any human. He could also release a stunning jolt of current, or even ‘amp it up’ to lethal frequencies, with a simple touch. His mother again challenged the expression of his powers, and with great dedication, he has managed to focus his electrical touch to supercharge another persons (or his own) bodily processes to stimulate healing and tissue growth!

While he never quite understood the nuances of their relationship, he knew that his mother was possibly the only member of the team to regard Brainiac 5 as more friend than ‘colleague,’ and it was something of a surprise to both himself and his parents when Brainiac 5 showed up at his sixteenth birthday (to which all Legionnaires were technically invited, but since he’d never shown up to any such event, ever, he wasn’t specifically asked to come, or even informed of the event) with gifts for the son of one of his oldest friends. While Imra was touched (and fairly shocked) at the thought, it was Garth who was more impressed with the functionality of the presents. Graym had long stated a desire to fight the good fight, like his parents, and Garth had been in his corner, with Imra wanting him to ‘live a normal life,’ whatever that meant. Brainiac’s gifts planted him on the side of Garth and Graym, much to their surprise (since Garth and Querl had never really gotten along), being a weapon and shield, specifically designed to circumvent the limitations in his electrical powers, allowing him at least marginal ranged offensive potential, and a form of defense, neither of which his powers granted him.

Imra took their surprise guest aside later, and Graym overheard the end of their whispered conversation, “You can’t talk him out of following the life you chose, Imra, anymore than your parents talked you out of it. Adjust to that inevitable fact, and train him to survive that choice.”

Brainiac 5 never gave him the time of day thereafter, but Graym realized at that point that he *was* going to be a Legionnaire, like his parents, and that he’d better take it seriously, if even the curmudgeonly inventor was accepting it as fact. At some point in the years after his birth, he had somewhat disturbingly ‘acquired’ a twin brother Garridan, former Fatal Five ‘heavy’ Validus, and his mother gave Graym her blessing, and began to focus more on Garridan, who had made perfectly clear his total disinterest in the whole ‘super-powered hero’ thing, claiming with his trademark understated humor to have ‘gotten that nonsense out of his system while he was still in diapers.’

Graym has spent years studying old Legion files, particularly the leadership tactics of his father, and every leader since, not intending at first to be any sort of leader (since he expected to be the youngest Legionnaire, certainly not the oldest!), but to simply do the best job of anticipating ‘standard Legion tactics’ and procedures as he could. Ironically, he is now the oldest Legionnaire, and the best suited to actually lead the team, on paper. It’s just the application of these principals he’s lacking, being somewhat overwhelmed by the reality of the situation.

He’s spent his life living in the shadow of his famous parents, and now finds himself thrust into their shoes, forced to fill their roles, and feeling that he is horribly inadequate to do so. Still, he smiles and speaks confidently and succinctly, trying to keep any public comments brief and to the point, as best not to hang himself later. On the personal front, he’s been best friends for the last ten years with his cousin Garm Ranzz, the son of Brin Londo and his father’s twin sister Ayla Ranzz, both also Legionnaires in their own right. His aunt raised her son on Winath, primarily, and ironically, growing up in Legion Headquarters, Graym had more day to day contact with Timber Wolf than his own son, as Ayla and Brin were not generally on speaking terms. Possibly the only source of contention between these two boys, who regard each other as brothers in spirit, if not in blood, is Garm’s relationship with his father, whom he has grown up believing to be a ‘jerk.’ Graym knows differently, having grown up around the man, and even been babysat by him on occasion. What is *not* a source of contention, perhaps surprisingly, is Graym’s current relationship with Wileza Wazzo, daughter of Jo Nah and Tinya Wazzo. It’s a tempestuous sort of thing that has involved raised voices on occasion, and that’s just the way it was when she dated Garm a few months before. The boys quickly came to the realization that that’s just the way she is, and it isn’t worth sacrificing a decade of friendship over, since she’ll likely move on in a few more months to someone else…

Garridan is currently living on Winath, which is something of a relief to all concerned. Graym feels guilty about it, but he has always been creeped out by his brother, which he attributes to the sudden change from ‘pampered only child’ to ‘one of two.’ Any sort of brotherly feelings he should have towards Garridan (whom he still unconsciously thinks of as Validus), have been shifted over to his cousin Garm. For his part, Garridan never felt particularly welcome in Legion Headquarters, feeling that everyone was looking at him sideways and just waiting for him to triple in size and start throwing mental lightning bolts around, so he’s quite content to never see the place again...

Brainiac Six (Nyarl Dox of Colu, a planet to which he's never actually been...)

Powers - twelth-level intelligence, command and control machinery by neural interface, force-field harness that can generate a powerful force field, or project repulsive blasts of force, a device (or perhaps power?) that allows him to become invisible

History;
Nyarl Dox was grown in a tank, and then decanted only to be strapped into teaching machines, that quickly poured information into his developing mind. As with all Coluan ‘children,’ interwoven into his neural strata are molecular machines allowing him to directly interface with machinery in close range to himself. Finally unplugged from his teaching machines, seventeen hours after his ‘birth,’ Nyarl was told of his ‘function,’ to lead these new ‘Legacy Legionnaires.’

He looked at his ‘father,’ and processed a dozen possible reactions, finally choosing dispassionate compliance. The fledgeling Legacy Legionnaires discovered him working at the site of their parent’s former headquarters, alongside his ‘father,’ Brainiac 5. Using Coluan resources, they were lowering a new headquarters into place, and Brainiac 5 curtly explained to them that the Legion would never die, so long as their children chose to honor their legacy. They could never replace their parents, but they could still make them proud. He then departed for Colu, leaving his ‘son,’ Brainiac Six behind.

Nyarl waited until his ‘father’ broke orbit before discarding his instructions, and allowing the assembled youth to choose their own leaders, stating baldly that Brainiac 5 had intended him to guide and control them from within, and that he had far more important things to attend to, and frankly didn’t see that the team needed an official ‘leader,’ and suggested that they were all old enough to be able to handle themselves without someone telling them what to do.

This logic went over well with the fractious teens, and channeled their distrust towards his absent ‘father,’ whom many already had feelings of resentment towards (as he had returned, and their parents’ fates remained unknown).

As a result of his abrupt upbringing, Nyarl, to the extreme disappointment of his ‘father,’ is ‘wasting his time’ by studying behavioral sciences and mastering various social skills that his father never could be bothered with, as well as training his body through an intensive exercise regimen. His ‘logic’ is that any information that he needs about technology or mechanical processes he can look up as he needs it, unlike the ability to deal with people diplomatically, or deliver a precise attack into a churning melee. His ‘father’ is at least somewhat impressed (but will never admit it) that he has managed to modify the designs of his trademarked ‘Force Field Belt’ (which he required him to build himself, from the plans downloaded into his growing mind, as an object lesson) into a somewhat bulkier harness that can be tuned to project repulsive attacks of unstable force, or even a finely tuned cutting blade of force. (Brainiac 5 has already pointed out that he would have made the cutting blade able to function at longer range, the unstable fields of repulsive force far more stable and effective, and the whole assembly sleeker and less cumbersome, but there’s no pleasing the man, obviously...)

As a result of his outgoing nature, and hours in the gym, sparring with his team-mates, Nyarl is actually fairly popular with his fellow teens, although some still have a knee-jerk mistrust that he must be ‘up to something.’ Contrary to his father’s wishes, he isn’t really the mastermind sort, being starved for the sort of emotional contact that his sterile creation and lack of parenting didn’t provide. He’s displayed something of his ‘fathers’ stubborn streak, and after a string of humiliations at the hands of Zen, he refuses to spar with her any longer. He’s also not fond of Astral, as his attempts to quantify her powers give him a headache. Every time he thinks he’s got her figured out, she does something else, something that defies his current theory. He suspects that she’s doing it intentionally at this point, just to frustrate him...

Nyarl looks very much like his father, but tends to be in better shape, and dress more casually (in outfits that show off his arms, for instance), and has brown eyes and brown hair, which he explains as ‘epigenetic in nature, a fluke of expression and well within normal parameters, even for a clone.’ This is, of course, a blatant lie, but he really doesn’t see any need for anyone to know what other genetic material his ‘father’ used in his creation, considering it a family matter.

Shift X (Wileza Wazzo of Bgtzl)

Powers - shift into a phantom state, like most Bgtzlns, or into an 'Ultra-Energy' state, which is a humanoid form of destructive energy in which she can move as fast as a lightning bolt, and hit just as hard, or into an 'Ultra-Energized' state, in which Ultra-Energy saturates her body, making her many times stronger, faster and tougher.

History;
The only daughter of Jo Nah (Ultra Boy) and Tinya Wazzo (Apparition), Wileza Wazzo is not happy unless she’s defying something. Raised on Bgtzl, groomed to be the heir to the throne by her domineering grandmother, Regent Winema Wazzo, ‘Wil’ spent entirely too much time sneaking off the palace grounds to hang out with ‘more fun’ people in the darker districts of the capital city. She fell in with far worse that thieves and hoodlums, but with actual revolutionaries, who sought to overthrow her grandmother’s rule, and the Bgztl’n system of government! Tricked into helping these rebels sneak explosives into the royal palace, she would be responsible for the fall of her own family, had one of her ‘friends’ not turned out to be a completely different kind of spy, infiltrating the Bgztl’n underground and keeping tabs on Wileza for her estranged father, Jo Nah, of Rimbor.

This aging spy, Jak Li, had grown up with her father running in a gang, the Emerald Dragons, on Rimbor, and slid like a shark into the Bgztl’n underground, surprised to find that his quarry, the young princess, was already associating with these people! Once he realized that she was being duped, and not actually working willingly with these people to overthrow her family’s hold on the Opal Throne, Jak foiled the plot from within and the royal guard managed to apprehend most of the insurgents.

Regent Winema Wazzo was outraged with the actions of her grand-daughter, and even accused Jak Li of leading her into the clutches of these rogues, intent on leading her astray, like her no-good father! She seemed on the verge of executing him on the spot, when Wil finally admitted her guilt in the situation. Jak was banished from Fourth Dimension, told that if he, or any other of Jo Nah’s ‘criminal friends’ showed their faces in her kingdom, they would spend the rest of their lives in chains.

Life with the Queen Regent had been intolerable before, and it only grew worse. Wileza took the first chance she got, six months later, to flee her home-world, and now lives on Earth, where she, as a UP citizen, has the right to live if she wants, and the Queen, while fuming about the situation, doesn’t want to risk an ‘incident’ by outright kidnapping the young heiress and dragging her back to Bgtzl…

Wil herself is deeply shamed about the whole incident, and has taken to blaming her father and his ‘criminal gang’ for the whole mess, at least publically. She is outraged at being played for a ‘rich spoiled brat’ and ‘naïve young fool’ by these hardened rebels, when she thought herself so much a rebel herself for sneaking out of the palace and dancing the night away with the hoi-polloi. She is equally outraged that the father she had been raised to believe a ‘good-for-nothing low-life’ had been the one to save her royal family, the family that she had endangered. She’s got a list of people she’s mad at, and it’s only getting longer...

On Earth, she has fallen into the same patterns, at least superficially, and spends her nights dancing and partying with all different classes of people. The major difference is that she trusts *no one,* and doesn’t get attached to people, so much as just ‘having fun,’ and walking away before anything gets serious. She’s trusted people before, and it ended badly, and now she’s too scared and angry about it to take that chance again.

Upon entering three-dimensional space, her body folded in upon itself, as is traditional for those Bgtzl’ns making the transition. But when it happened, something else was folded in and incorporated into her structures, a legacy that had been waiting here in the Third Dimension for many years, only to manifest now. Her body was infused with Ultra-Energy, and she found that it changed her forever. She can cause the Ultra-Energy to sink deep within her, supercharging her body and making her a virtual powerhouse. She can instead uncoil the Ultra-Energy within herself and cause her body to dissolve into hissing energy, destructive and fast like lightning. And when she attempts to phase, to unfold into her true Four Dimensional self, the energy goes wild and she seems to fly apart, becoming wholly incorporeal, and able to fly as a stroke of emerald energy at many times the speed of sound, even through the void of space!

As a result of her upbringing, Wil has been trained primarily in defensive skills, as a princess isn’t supposed to actually *fight,* and is expected to simply defend herself and perhaps throw an attacker to the ground, to buy time for her bodyguards to ‘save’ her. She went beyond this training to learn to strike the most sensitive areas, training that was supposed to be reserved to her guards. It’s about the only case of her exceeding her training, and despite endless hours of tutoring on deportment and diplomacy and the administration of governance, she has only vague recollections of these lessons, having spent most of that time daydreaming about her various tutors, whom she always made sure were attractive young men, arranging to get any not meeting her standards fired…

She has always been a wild child, playing the ice princess with her rough companions, and behaving like a smart-mouthed ruffian in courtly appearances, always making herself stand apart from whatever world she is inhabiting, but the addition of her new Ultra-Energy states, she has become even more uninhibited and contrary, veering precariously from violent tempered moods to dangerous thrill-seeking and out-of-control excitement. She’s a disaster waiting to happen, and hasn’t noticed that some of her partying fair-weather friends are just there to watch the show, and don’t care if she burns.

'Wil' is currently 'dating' (in a strictly not monagamous fashion) her team-mate Electrode (Graym Ranzz, son of Legion founders, Garth Ranzz and Imra Ardeen), who is best friends with her last 'boyfriend' Rampage, his cousin Garm Ranzz (son of Brin Londo and Ayla Ranzz). Wil has black hair, cut short and often spiked up, and brown skin. She has a 'generous' figure, and dresses in skimpy and skintight clothes to show it off, although never in anything that would restrict her movement, since she's a hyperkinetic blur of energy with the attention span of a Naltonian gnatfly.

Cool, these sound awesome set! Here's my first entry, Jon-El aka Super Kid, son of Mon-El and Supergirl. Named after Jonathan Kent, Jon-El is developing Kyrptonian powers as well as abilities that allow him to teleport by traveling through the Phantom Zone.

A MASTER-PLAN

"If it weren't for those meddling kids from the 20th century, it would've worked!"

"I had the Legion under my control. Completely! The space-ark was built... the course mapped out... all was in readiness!"

"Curses! Foiled again!"

"Heh...heh...heh. But all was not lost. No, no. I *had* them! The powerful, beautiful Legionnaires... for *days* they were mine to toy with as I wished. And I did. Hmmmm."

"There was time enough to gather all the... material that I'd need."

"Thoughtful little humanoids. They even provided some specimens ahead of time. So considerate of them to include contributions of their dead."

"Good thing I thought ahead. As soon as those... busybodies (Damn them!) showed up, I sent the material... and my plans for it (Oh! My beautiful plans!) ahead to the Colony. My faithful retainers sent word to me during my imprisonment at Takron-Galtos that they'd initiated genesis."

"Years later, when the prison planet was in upheaval, I escaped."

"The fools never even searched for me! So insignificant, they deemed me! I'll show them my true worth! They'll kneel at my boots! Like the Legionnaires once did! Me! The Master!"

"Oh, to be fair... and I'm *nothing* if not fair... my sentence was up, anyway. I'd fooled them into thinking I was rehabilitated."

"How gratifying it is to see the mighty Legionnaires' genetic descendants playing before me. Soon, the day will come when the Legion will have to confront the children they never knew they had. From pairings they never would've imagined!"

"I live for that -- Uurrrrkkk!"

"The old toad's dead," a snarling voice rasped. "No more of his croaking."

"Did you *have* to *kill* him?" A gentler, anxious female voice asked.

"You know we did. We agreed." A third voice, this one calm and measured, stated.

"We're free now! Free!" The first voice lost its snarl and was now filled with hope... wonder, even.

"I'll get the others," volunteered the assuaged girl.

"They won't all be happy," cautioned the calm one.

"Perhaps not at first, but given time..." added the unsnarled one.

"Who was he speaking to? Should we be worried?", asked the girl, as she turned back.

"Just another entry in his endless "memoir"," sighed the calm one. "You know he hasn't communicated with anyone outside the Colony in *years*."

"Damn! The old bastard has more in the tanks!" The snarl was back.

"We knew that was a possibility." And so was the worry.

"Let's see who our brothers and sisters are going to be." But the calmness remained.

SUBJECT ONE:

source material= Querl Dox "Brainiac 5" and Garth Ranzz "Lightning Lad"

"That's you, Garrel!" whispered the worried girl.

"I know, I know-- there's no way to skip ahead. We'll have to sit through the entire list."

third attempt successful... harvesting clone material from male donation before sexual differentiation begins, utilized as an interim 'mother' generation successful... result-- healthy birthing from axlotl tank... Garrel tests positive for intelligence and Ranzz electrical-discharge.

addenum: subject one displays unforeseen 'mental lightning' that serves as a particularly harsh form of telepathic communication. Also unforeseen is a weak discharge of energy, like a halo, that is emitted when 'inspiration strikes', as the subject put it. Childhood nickname 'Idea Boy' has been adopted, ironically.

SUBJECT TWO:

source material= Brin Londo "Timber Wolf" and Lydda Jath "Night Girl".

"Well, we know how this goes for awhile. I'm off!" Said the worried girl.

fourth attempt successful... don't attempt fertilization using the Jath sample at night. Allow natural light into the lab for best result.
Stressful birth for axlotl tank, but within safety parameters. Result-- healthy birth... Bryd tests positive for night-related strength, speed and invulnerability and for lupine-related agility and lycanthropic transformation.

addenum: Bryd displays the unexpected ability of empathy with all animal life. By three solar years, he had collected a menagarie of species that were devoted to him. Species that would've rejected, if not killed, any other sentient. Bryd has adopted the name 'Nightwolf'.

SUBJECT THREE: source material= Nura Nal "Dream Girl" and Reep Daggle "Chameleon Boy".

Second attempt successful. Adaptive nature of specimen required gestation in purely mechanical creche. Psychological damage possible. Result-- healthy birth. In Nuri, Durlan shapechanging evident from conception. Tests for precognitive ability unreliable, but show positive trend.

addenum: Nuri's precog abilities a definite. With the surprising twist, that she displays a near insupressible drive to alter events; to 'change the shape of the future' as she puts it.

SUBJECT FOUR: Source material Tasmia///

\\\"Shut it off, 'Idea Boy'! You killed our Master and now you have to pay!" A voice as youthful as the first three interrupted, with twice as much snarl as Nightwolf's.

--to be continued--

Rampage (Garm Ranzz)

Powers - Garm has an enhanced physiology, granting him superhuman strength, agility and stamina, which can be vastly enhanced by his control of his internal gravitic field. Typically, he is notably stronger than any normal human, but when he concentrates on his gravitic manipulations, he can lift hundreds of tons, or leap many miles, landing soft as a feather, or striking like a runaway freight train, as he wishes.

History - The son of Brin Londo (Timber Wolf) and Ayla Ranzz (Sparx), Garm Ranzz was raised on Winath by relatives, with little knowledge of his father, other than his mother’s insistence that he was a jerk who didn’t deserve to be a Legionnaire. He was eight when his uncle Garth and aunt Imra temporarily ‘retired’ to spend time with their sons, Graym and Garridan, and Ayla chose to return to the Legion to take her brother’s place. She left Garm on Winath, with her own parents, while she spent a year as a Legionnaire. It seemed like the only times he got to enjoy himself is when his Uncle Garth and Aunt Imra would come over with his cousin Graym, who quickly became his best friend, for the brief times they got to spend together. And yet his mother kept leaving. It happened again, when Garm was 11, and again when he was 14. This last time, fed up with his mother constantly ‘abandoning’ him to work the farm, while she went to play super-hero, Garm ran away, hopping a freighter for the frontier and spending two and a half years ‘lost’ on distant worlds. Despite his age, Garm’s powers served him well, and he managed to remain safe, and ended up working alongside a private investigator on Rimbor (the last place his mother would think to look for him), first as gopher and sidekick, but increasingly in more direct capacity, as the aging detective foisted more and more responsibility onto the young man.

Garm got in a lot of fights in this dangerous life, and learned to take down the burliest goon as quickly as possible, quickly impressing the local low-life with his ability to throw down with the best of them. His inherent control of his own gravitational center allowed him to move faster than the nimblest acrobat, and yet strike with devastating force all out of proportion with his slender build. Seemingly impossible to shoot, he would leap out of an ambush and be a half-mile away within moments, only to return and strike someone with a gravitationally-charged punch that would send someone a dozen yards, or more!

His budding career nearly came to an abrupt end when a former client decided to cover his tracks by bombing their little ‘agency.’ Caught in a collapsing building, Garm focused his power to hold the entire building aloft, finally leaping clear when his mentor had crawled out into the street. It was this display that finally attracted the wrong sort of attention, and it was Jo Nah, currently living on Rimbor, who put two and two together and hauled the young man to Earth, where his mother had been haranguing the entire team for several months to drop everything and find her missing son. (Her own parents had waited six months before informing her, as it wasn’t the first time Garm had left without telling anyone, and they kept putting it off, expecting him to come back, like he had the previous times.)

On Earth, Garm missed the excitement and independence of his life on Rimbor, and yet, Legion HQ was a far cry from the endless drudgery of life on the family farm, and he finally got to reconnect with his cousin Graym. The two quickly became inseparable, two sons from a world of twins, lacking the sort of connections that defined their people and their culture. (Graym’s relationship with his own twin, Garridan, had always been distant.) For the next two years, Legion HQ resonated with the sounds of the boys getting into trouble, or Garm’s frequent and vociferous arguments with his mother. Indeed, the only way Ayla could ever get him to do anything is if she asked her brother to tell him, since he respected Uncle Garth, as opposed to the mother who, in his mind, had abandoned him to the same farm that she had been so desperate to leave behind.

After the loss of Legion HQ, and his parents, Garm found himself shaken. He had never known his father, only heard bad things about him, and never liked his mother, but now, he was truly alone, not like when he’d run away, always knowing that he could come home at any time he wanted. There was no way he was going back to Winath, and when Brainiac Six suggested a Legacy team, he was one of the first to leap at the opportunity.

He quickly, too quickly, ended up in some sort of wild affair with fellow Legacy Legionnaire Shift X, Wileza Wazzo. Months of arguing, fighting, breaking up and making up followed, before she moved on to his best friend Graym. It *almost* was a fight, but he and Graym talked it over and decided that ‘Wil’ was going to do what she was going to do, and it wasn’t worth losing their friendship.

Garm is unsure of his role on a team, too used to being on his own and doing other people’s jobs. He has a real problem trusting his team-mates to cover their own parts of a task, and ends up coming across as bossy and critical. At the same time, he’s also the most experienced, most ‘grown-up,’ member of the team, and there are times when his friend Graym is stunned by how confidently he handles a situation that most other teens would have no idea how to approach.

Zen (Wilhemina 'Shen' Voxv)

Powers - invisibility, vast array of quasi-mystical martial arts moves that target the mind, soul and body, allowing her to strike to wound, blind, paralyze, sicken, throw or even kill. With focus, she can even strike pressure points in such a way as to negate pain, slow the loss of blood and help another to resist the effects of poison or disease!

History - The daughter of Val Armorr (Karate Kid I) and Projectra Wind’zzor (Princess Projectra / Sensor), Shen spent her earliest years studying martial arts with her father, and after his death, with the half-dozen members of her mothers honor-guard who had befriended and sparred with her father, ending up with ‘many fathers,’ all trying to do honor to the man who died saving their world by passing on his teachings to his child.

Shen has very limited illusory skills, mostly allowing her to seemingly vanish into thin air, although she’s impossible to miss when she cuts loose with her fantastic martial arts moves, and all her feeble illusory tricks fade away like smoke. Typically, she takes great advantage of this talent to sneak up on an individual, spend a moment setting up a devastating blow (courtesy of her Improved Aim feat) and then unleashing whatever sort of attack she thinks will be most effective (often having used Assessment before ‘unmasking herself’ to best determine whether she should go for an Accurate Attack or a Power Attack, or one of her bewildering plethora of seemingly-mystically-potent martial arts strikes).

Shen has a gift for sensing the weak points in a person, structure or even organization, with a moments ‘moving meditation.’ She move gracefully in combat, evading attacks and analyzing for weakness and stylistic limitations, before using both her preternatural insights, her crafted mental manipulations and her unparalleled martial arts mastery to end a fight quickly and decisively, creating the ‘illusion’ that she was toying with her foe. If a foe keeps her off-balance, unable to analyze his weaknesses, or can adjust or mask his style and / or abilities, she may find him a far more challenging opponent…

She acts utterly confident of her abilities, and often ‘shows off,’ to maintain her illusion of invincibility. Deception and misdirection as to the nature of her abilities is an important part of her schtick, and she takes no chances when faced with a ‘real challenge.’ Despite her cocky attitude, she is the best ‘team player’ of the New Legion, most likely to set up a foe for a team-mate to take down, or to similarly surprise attack one of her allies opponents while he is thus distracted, and she maintains an encyclopaedic knowledge of her team-mates abilities, and weaknesses. She wears prominent armored sleeves, for blocking attacks (as well as other body armor), and often carries short staves and blades as weapons, but rarely actually uses them.

Shen tends to scare off potential friends or lovers with her intensity and tendency to get into loud arguments about their deepest fears and insecurities... Probably her closest relationship among her team-mates is with Shadowblade, the son of Umbra and Valor, as they spar together on a daily basis, which induces much (completely unwarranted) jealousy in his girlfriend Nightfire. She also gets along fairly well with Astral, daughter of Dream Girl and Star Boy, but her competitive relationship with Brainiac Six hit a sour note when she continued to thrash him during sparring, and he got fed up and stopped coming to the gym entirely.

Shen has the potential to be a stunning beauty, but she carries herself more like a fighter than like a princess, and has cut most of her brown hair, with it’s distinctive white streak, short, to keep it out of her way when she’s fighting. A single long ponytail, tied behind, is the sole reminder of the days when her hair cascaded all the way down to her waist. Ironically, she is more likely to learn to use her beauty to distract and deceive men when she realizes it’s tactical utility, than she is to actually acknowledge her appearance for any other reason.

While technically the Heir Royal to the throne of Orando, her mothers council of advisors seem to have the planet well in hand, and, truth be told, are very happy with letting her go play Legionnaire, far away from the important affairs of state that she never really took all that seriously. Someday perhaps, this will be a problem, but she hasn't really dwelt on that yet, and the 'advisors' are happy to send her money and glowing reports of how well things are going in her absence...

Shadowblade (Lamn Mallor)

Powers - Daxamite-equivalent powers, limited to function only in darkness or at night. Able to generate seemingly indestructible 'Talokkian Nightstone' from within himself, forming it into plate-like armor and an obsidian-edged blade, skilled swordsman and acrobat.

History - Lamn Mallor, son of Lar Gand (Valor / Mon-El) and Tasmia Mallor (Umbra), was raised on Talok VIII by his parents. His father found himself uncomfortable on Daxam, and, as consort of the ‘Champion of Talok VIII’ was a feted celebrity on his wife’s home-world.

Lamn’s half-Daxamite heritage turned out to be more curse than blessing, as he suffered from unusual seizures and night terrors that would cause him to wake screaming in acts of such violence and power that only his father could restrain him, and even then, their struggles would shake the earth and damage surrounding buildings. The fires of the stars would lash out from his fear-maddened eyes, and his father would have to fly him into the space around Talokk VIII until the fit subsided. His mother, consulting the wisdom of her people, found a way to take him into the dark heart of Talok VIII, and in a sacred rite, bound him to the dark stone at the world’s center that made up the mystical heart of her people’s faith. She performed this act without consulting her husband, but he ended up agreeing with it’s results, as Lamn’s Daxamite powers were bound away by the darkness, and his remaining childhood was uneventful, and indeed, his night terrors faded as well, and indeed, he grew quite fearless, having faced the source of all fear in the heart of Talokk VIII. He grew into a happy child, from one who had previously avoided traveling out of doors, for fear of accidentally destroying something, and spent years no stronger or faster than any other youth, playing, rough-housing, getting in fights, falling in love and having what would pass for a normal adolescence.

To some, Lamn grew up under what would perhaps have been crushing pressure, as a result of his parents’ lineages, and was given training in both the priestly teachings and martial skills required of the role of Talokkian champion. He paid as much attention as required to his studies, but found himself in love with the combat-arts of ancient times, spending what a less war-like culture would have considered an unhealthy amount of time in sword-play and combat-practice, under a variety of conditions. It was in his teen years that his powers began to resurface, as if even the dark heart of Talokk VIII itself could not forever contain his heritage, but his powers were re-interpreted by his transformed nature. Only in total darkness could he tap into his power, and even then, he is not as strong as in his childhood. The presence of any amount of light weakens him significantly, not just the radiation of a red sun, but even the flickering light of a torch, or the soft glow from a computer terminal. In the presence of sunlight, or artificial light of equal intensity, his shadow-strength is entirely absent, and he is no stronger than a healthy Talokkian male, albeit a healthy Talokkian male who has obsessively trained and competed against master swordsmen throughout his early years...

Lamn was on Talok VIII when his mother and father vanished on the final mission to Apokalips, and he felt something change. Unlike many of the other Legacy Legionnaires, he does not anticipate his parent’s miraculous return, as he watched his Uncle Grev sink to the ground as a wave of living darkness poured up from the ground to envelop him, marking him as the new Champion of Talok VIII. Lamn woke in the night, and following paths that he could not have possibly remembered, returned to the cavern where his mother had brought him as a child, where the darkness whispered to him. He did not understand the words, but the message came across clearly. Part of the world would always travel with him, the bedrock of Talok VIII was now a part of his heart, but he was not of this world, and his mother’s role of Champion was not to be his, at least, not yet. It was his time to take up his mother’s previous role, to travel among the stars, and bring understanding of the night and its’ chosen people to distant worlds.

The incredibly rare substance, known as Talokkian Nightstone, has absorbed into Lamn’s body, but can pour forth and crystallize into armor, shield and blade with a thought, and, unlike his shadow-limited Daxamite powers, are usable night and day, in any light-condition, allowing him to call up protection and offense in a moment. He can even fling jagged obsidian-like blades of Nightstone, light, yet stronger than steel, at a distant foe. These thrown blades dissipate into a cold mist in seconds, and he seems to be able to produce an endless amount of them. Despite his ‘armors’ bulky and angular appearance, it is light as spiders webs, and moves with him like a fluid coating, not in any way impairing his athletic ability, or even his ability to swim!

Arriving in time to see Brainiac Six hard at work constructing the new Legacy Legion Headquarters, Lamn offered his blade in service to the new team, to the amusement of some of his new allies, unaccustomed to such acts. The one who had grown up with such, Shen Voxv of Orando, found it particularly amusing, since she’d always thought that sort of thing particularly silly as a girl. In the months that have followed, Lamn has spent almost every day sparring with Zen, under differing conditions of lighting, relishing competition with a warrior of such skill. He also has begun a relationship with Peta Cullen-Krinn, daughter of Cosmic Boy and Kid Quantum II, a relationship that is the very model of poor communication, as he has developed a uniquely Talokkian perspective on romance, casual sex, gender roles and fidelity.

There are days that she feels that he isn’t taking the relationship seriously, and there are days when he wonders if she has any idea what she’s talking about, or is just making noise for the sake of making noise. Peta is very jealous of Lamn’s ‘relationship’ with Shen, which he finds ludicrous, since he regards Shen as a warrior, which, by Talokkian gender-standards, makes her a ‘man’ in his eyes. He respects her, he likes her, he envies her skills, but he simply doesn’t think of her as a potential lover or life-partner. She occupies a ‘male’ role, regardless of her physical gender, and so does he. In his eyes, there is no possibility of a relationship, and Peta is just being strange...

Lamn presents the facade of a very calm, focused and laid-back individual. While he could function as a voice of reason, he rarely finds petty interpersonal arguments worth getting into, and even tends to walk away from ‘discussions’ with his girlfriend when they get, in his opinion, ‘irrational,’ which does nothing for her mood. Of some concern to anyone actually paying attention is that he’s got a predator’s instincts, not just in matters of combat, but in matters of romance. He is very aware of the power of words, and appearances, to affect the outcome of a fight, and has been known to use both calculated deceptions and flattering poses to draw attention towards or away from something. For all that he doesn't think of Shen as a potential partner, he really doesn't think of Peta as long-term either, just a pleasant diversion, for the time being...

Since becoming a Legacy Legionnaire, Lamn has changed his code-name three times. First he was 'Shadow Lord,' then 'Nightblade.' He has since split the difference and now goes by Shadowblade, but since people have trouble keeping up with his changes, people still call him by the older names from time to time.

Lamn is a handsome young man, with blue-black skin, close-cropped and forward-swept black hair, and a strategically-placed 'rakish' gold earring (as well as gold bracers, etc.). He easily has the best physique of the various male team-members, and he often dresses to show it off, in the fashion of his violently competitive and passionate people.

Galaxy Girl, aka Jaed Cullen-Krinn daughter of Cosmic Boy and Kid Quantum.

Awesome MEL! I was just about to post a child (children, actually) of Jasmin and Rokk! As much as I love Lydda Jath, I liked Jasmin even better.

Brightflame (Peta Cullen-Krinn)

Powers - generates a greenish-gold 'nuclear fire' that destroys the interatomic bonds of matter (and disrupts any sort of coherent energy) and disintegrates anything it touches, releasing a rush of warmths and a soft glow. She can wreath herself in an aura of this destructive energy (while remaining unharmed) causing incoming matter and energy to be 'torn apart' before it can harm her.

History - Peta and her younger brother Meph were born only minutes apart to current Legion leader Jasmine Cullen (Kid Quantum II) and Legion founding member Rokk Krinn (Cosmos). Growing up with a taste for adventure, Peta often dragged her brother into all sorts of trouble, often on the alien worlds their parents frequented, as they would take an occasional leave of absence to tour the galaxy with their twins, invariably running into *some* sort of trouble... Peta thrived on this lifestyle, while her brother was less impressed.

Not having any developed super-powers by her early teens, Peta decided that she would become an emergency services worker of some sort, perhaps even a doctor, because she couldn’t imagine not helping others, even if she couldn’t be a Legionnaire. She poured herself into research, even browbeating an exasperated Brainiac 5 into helping her find information on the cutting edge. (Finding the available data woefully inadequate, and inconveniently formatted, Brainiac 5 ended up spending a few hours designing a full-year lesson plan, one that saw Peta and Meph through the various emergency services exams with two of the highest scores ever recorded!). Paradoxically, her stay-at-home brother spent a lot of time out and about during their teen years, thriving in the urban environment among people his own age, just as she did ‘roughing it’ on alien worlds. Privately, she worried that he wasn’t pulling his weight, since he spent so much time slacking with his friends.

Peta and Meph had just turned fifteen when Dreamer showed up at Legion HQ and the next thing she knew, she was being bundled out the door by her parents, who were uncharacteristically dismissive of her questions. Meph was just coming home from a late night out when he got a confusing panicky call from his sister, and was just entering the plaza at a dead run when the crimson Boom Tube slammed down like a thunderbolt and took their parents, and the only real home they’d ever known, away forever, leaving only a smoldering crater in the center of Legion plaza, and an empty place in their hearts that would never again be filled.

Peta’s powers manifested only moments later, with golden-green torrents of nuclear fire pouring off of her in waves, disintegrating everything around her as she screamed for her parents to come back. It was synchonicity that Meph also manifested his powers at that moment, unconsciously repairing and shielding the surroundings from his sister’s grief, too caught up in trying to contain the waves of power pouring off of her to have time to confront his own feelings. Walking into the waves of energy lapping around her, he quelled the nuclear fires and repaired the damage that she had already inflicted with his own atomic forces, and held her while she cried herself out.

When Brainiac 5 returned, Peta was one of the first to force her way to his side, to try and find out what had happened to their parents, but he had no recollection of the Legion’s last moments, and indeed awoke as a greater threat to the city, one that she and Meph had to help to contain, using her newfound powers to blow rogue SP vehicles and construction mechs from the sky, while Meph healed those injured, and repaired and reinforced whatever structures he could.

When Brainiac 6 appeared, constructing a new headquarters where her home had once stood, seemingly defiling her parents’ memory, she was ready to blast it from the sky, but Meph held her hand and told her to wait, recognizing Graym, Garm and several others among the gathering crowd. When it was pointed out to her that this was a temporary structure, specifically designed to complement Legion HQ *when* (not if) it returned, her face tightened in resolve and she was among the first to volunteer. Noting that she had, as usual, volunteered him as well, Meph, as usual, went along.

In the months that the Legacy team has been active, she has found herself in a relationship with the frustratingly laid-back Lamn Mallor, son of Lar Gand (Valor) and Tasmia Mallor (Umbra). She likes him, a lot (and will never admit that he reminds her a little bit of her brother), but it gets hard to have a serious talk about where they are going as a couple when she’s in mid-making-a-point, and yes, perhaps she’s raised her voice, but he’s just sitting there with his arms crossed and *smiling,* the bastard. And then he shakes his head, grabs her up in his terrifyingly strong arms with that searchingly serious look in his eyes and kisses her. He’s just impossible to reason with!

The less said about her kid brothers’ relationship with that cradle-robbing creature of the night, Twilight (Lydda Jath, formerly Night Girl, now one of the Legacy Legion's adult mentors and teachers, along with the former Sub once known as 'Stone Boy'), the better. He’s all sneaking around, like *everyone* doesn’t know. She’s supposed to be a *teacher,* for grife’s sake, and it’s not like she was ever good enough to be an actual Legionnaire, and she’s *old,* and could it be any grosser to date someone who dated your father! What the hell is he thinking? It’s like a Greek tragedy, which you’d think she’d be old enough to know about...

Peta is in good shape, and works out regularly, always 'out-drawing' Meph on contests of speed, or out-lasting him on endurance races. She has lighter skin, more like her father, and dark brown eyes. She wears her black curly hair cut close to her scalp, to keep it out of her way and has a uniform that looks quite a bit like her mothers, but with leggings and in shades of dark metallic gold and jade green. (Her 'fire' is a brighter dazzling green, and sheds a warm yellow glow.) Their parents never officially married, considering it an archaic custom, and Peta and Meph have chosen to take both of their parents family names (in a slightly different order), rather than pick one.

Nightfire (Meph Krinn-Cullen)

Powers - produces a light and warmth absorbing violet-black 'flame' that repairs and reinforces anything it hits, even healing living tissue! While surrounded with a nimbus of this energy, he, or another person or object, is all but indestructible, it's own atomic structure reinforced to the point of nigh-invulnerability, and repairing itself almost instantaneously if it *is* damaged!

History - Meph was born about a minute and a half after his sister Peta, and she hasn’t let him forget it in the fifteen years since. She’s always chosen where they go, she’s always chosen what they do, she’s always the first to do anything, she’s always the best at everything...

It’s been a long haul, and Meph’s best times have been the times he’s out in the city, meeting kids his own age, far from his oh-so-supportive-and-understanding superhero parents, and his beloved pain-in-the-ass sister.

While Peta has lived for their times away from Metropolis, Meph has made a circle of friends his own age, and spends every moment he can on-planet out with those friends. He’s got more social aptitude in his little toe that his sister has exhibited in her entire life of bossing people around and stamping her foot and cutting people off and getting her way.

It’s just another of fate’s cruel jokes that his super-power is the amazing ability to clean up her messes. So typical.

Although, he has to admit, his power is only about a million times more useful than hers. Sure, she can point and stuff dissolves into a warm wet breeze, torn apart on the atomic level, but he can *heal.* He can touch a broken thing and it will just fly back together. And by surrounding himself (or someone else!) with the dark violet flames that pour forth from his skin, he can strengthen the interatomic energies that hold them together, making them seem as hard as steel, and any injuries they have sustained continuously heal, as their molecular pattern constantly refreshes itself. Sure, it’s a defensive power, but he’s particularly thrilled to be immune to his sisters disintegrating nuclear forces, since the whole notion of being torn atom from atom and dispersing on the wind like a wet fart really sounds kinda unnecessarily final... He’s just got to get the hang of this range thing. She can blow stuff out of the sky, and even with concentration and training and focus, the best he’s gotten is causing the flame to leap a few feet from his hand. Still, he's recently developed an offensive use for his power, reinforcing a target's molecular bonds so tightly that they are locked in place, unable to move!

Peta just doesn’t get Lydda. She just won’t get off the age thing, and she’s the one dating a Talokkian, and yet knows *nothing* about their culture. She’s gonna be in for a shock when he hacks off a finger and proposes, that’s for sure... Yeah, yeah, Lydda dated dad. That was before we were even *born,* it’s not even relevant.

Like his sister, Meph is in good shape, but not quite as nimble. He is a tad stronger, however. He's darker skinned, like his mother, and has dark brown eyes. He wears his wavy black hair long, in dreads that hang down to mid-back, and are usually tied together much like a ponytail, to keep them out of his way when he's working. Every now and then, he'll shave his head completely, and then grow it back with his powers, just for variety. He wears a skintight black costume that faintly resembles something his father would wear (with much less exposed skin), with oval or teardrop-shaped silvery metallic surfaces on shoulders, biceps, etc. that tend to 'show off' his muscles.

Quanta (no other name)

Powers - sentient meter-diameter globe of plasma energy, can fly at light speed, inflict damage on a tough, and has a wide array of electromagnetic sensory abilities

History - Quanta, the offspring of Wildfire and Shikari, was born from the ‘body’ of Wildfire after the pair ‘experimented’ in the alien energy-dimension of Teall. Upon being rescued from their exile, Wildfire began to exhibit strange mood swings and produce dangerous bursts of energy and radiation, requiring modifications to his suit to contain the unpredictable eruptions. A month later, the suit simply burst, and a tiny energy form spun off of his central mass and began zipping around the headquarters, burning small holes in anything it slammed into.

Even Brainiac 5 was speechless.

Since then, Quanta, as the new life-form named itself, has spent a year banging around Legion headquarters, apparently as mentally mature as it’s ever going to get, and showing no signs of physically changing in state. It’s prodigious intellect came as a surprise to Brainiac, ‘particularly given it’s lineage’ he noted ascerbically, and it spent much of it’s free time floating around his laboratory, ‘back-seat researching,’ as Brainy sourly called it. Quanta appears as a spinning ovoid construct of radiant energy, about a meter high and slightly less wide, although it can ‘spin itself out’ into a roughly humanoid form, when it is of a mind to do so.

While Quanta had a strong connection to its parent Wildfire, and was known to occasionally merge with his energy-form for a time, it seemed to have no rappor with its’ other parent, Shikari, despite an occasional attempt by her to connect with the strange little ball of energy. With absolutely no knowledge of human interactions, or Kwai interactions, or other sentient energy-life interactions, for that matter, Quanta is content to go about it’s way, apparently uninterested in bothering to learn why the ‘clumsy walkers’ behave the way they do.

To the horror of it’s team-mates, many of whom regarded Quanta as little more than a pet of Brainy’s, or some sort of team mascot, and not a sentient citizen in it’s own right, Quanta has begun research into asexual reproduction. At any given time, some unusual, and often short-lived, energetic life-form can be found buzzing through Legacy HQ, none so far with a mentality more advanced than that of a wild animal, and often with dangerous energy-manipulating abilities. So far, only two of them have proven to be stable, but they retain only animalistic mentalities, and are confined for their own (and, more importantly, everyone elses!) safety, in a section of the HQ that some of the team consider a zoo, but Quanta considers a nursery…

Originally, Quanta was inexplicably limited to human-equivalent senses, which Brainy theorized was because the mental structures he had modeled his sentience upon came from his ‘father’ (mother?) Drake Burroughs. Brainy had laid out a series of exercises that would allow Quanta to tap into many other sensorial, due to it’s energetic nature and non-humanoid form and Quanta followed these plans at it's own pace, to its 'teachers' consternation.

Currently, Quanta is quite interested in the whole ‘spawning a race’ idea, and the only other ‘training regimen’ it has followed up from Brainiac’s itinerary was a complicated series of mental exercises that allowed it to assimilate and ape the communications and translation functions of a Legion Flight Ring. Technically, this could be considered a non-physical ‘device,’ since Brainiac implanted the pattern into the small being, and yet, it really isn’t removable, so much as a series of mental exercises that Quanta has learned to reproduce almost effortlessly.

Mystery Lad's scenario is particularly cool, as it allows for all sorts of 'pairings' that would never have happened (such as Timber Wolf and Night Girl, let alone Brainiac 5 and Lightning Lad!).

Got any more of these crazy mash-ups coming, ML?

Some great stuff up there!
I've not had a chance to draw anything for the Legion Museum for ages, so I decided to whip something up tonight! I went for a modern version of a classic couple, imagining what happens when a lucky lass with the ability to spawn copies of herself hooks up with the boy who loves to bounce.
I give you... MULTIBALL!!!


Larger Version available here: Multiball

Hah, that's awesome Wayne!

As are yours mon ami!
Who are your models? That SuperKid looks like the Colossus guy from X-Men?

Uh I remember the Jon-El is the guy who plays Aquaman on Smallville, but I forgot who I used for Galaxy Girl (model?).

Here's Brainiac VI (Brainiac 6), aka Lucent Lad. He's the 'son' of Brainiac 5 and Invisible Kid - when Brainy sustains extensive neural injuries on a mission, Invisible Kid downloads part of Brainy's consciousness along with a disc containing some of his own cognitive intellect into a artificial Coluan form. The result is Brainiac VI.

Along with an intellect marrying the minds of Brainiac 5 and Invisible Kid, Brainiac VI uses technology to render himself and others translucent. His symbol combines the "v" representing Brainiac 5 and the "i" signifying Invisible Kid into "vi" or "6".

THE DREAM CHILDREN

In a possibly controversial move, Nura Nal, High Seer of Naltor, enabled herself to become pregneant by the men of her choosing. She foresaw having five children, all with different fathers.

First born, Beren Kallor, son of Thom Kallor. Beren was named after Nura's mentor and predecesser to the High Seer title. Beren looks exactly like his father, but with a lighter shade of blonde hair. He has inherited his father's ability to manipulate gravity, and only has precognative visions when using that power, which aids him tremendously. He uses the codename "Stardreamer," and wears a costume that looks like a combination of his father's first and second Legion costumes. Beren lives on Naltor with his mother, but is in constant contact with his father. There is frequent visitation back and forth. Thom and Nura remain friends. Nura *adores* her oldest boy!

Second born, Kal Dox, son of Querl Dox. Kal was named after Kal-El of Krypton, the legendary Superman. He has been given the title Brainiac 6 and resides on Colu. Kal looks like his father, with pale green skin, but with his mother's platinum hair. As the first Coluan/Naltorian blend recorded, Kal is highly esteemed by both worlds. He is able to not only learn past and present facts, but future ones as well. Kal lives on Colu, and is under near constant observation. He feels most at ease when his father is one of the observers. He loves his mother, but has to struggle to remember that she is not as intelligent as his Coluan handlers. He appreciates the gift he inherited from her, as it elevated his status on Colu. When he visits Naltor, he is given the royal treatment, hence his ambition is to learn to respect that culture more than he might instinctively.

Third born, Mora Morgna, daughter of Dirk Morgna. Mora is a stunning looking girl with long curly strawberry blonde hair with platinum highlights. She is (unsurprisingly) extremely precocious. Mora is able to radiate heat from within her body, but not able to blast it out in a flare like her father. She is able to foresee the actions of sentients near her, but has so far not shown any other more general precognative skills. However, what she can do helps her a lot, because she gets a lot of attention from other sentients, especially boys! She calls herself Flare. Mora is actually a very sweet girl, but always on the lookout for something fun and exciting to do. Her parents lavish unreasonable amounts of affection and material goods upon her. She splits her time between Naltor and Earth.

Fourth born, Londa Londo, daughter of Brin Londo. Londa inherited the perfect combination of her parents' powers. She's able to predict the actions of her adversaries, and is able to physically react, with meta-acrobatic skill. Londa's hair is dark and straight, like her father's, but she has one twirling platinum strand right on the top of her head. Londa rarely sees her father, and longs for time with him. Her mother seems to try to compensate by being a tad overprotective.

Fifth born, Tia Stewart, daughter of Troy Stewart. Tia has not shown any precognative ability, but has shown the "Tyroc" skill of her father's culture on Marzal. However, Nura has insisted that Tia culitvate her skills into more beautiful melodies. Hence, Tia is able to sing out and create amazing affects. She calls herself "Siren." Tia looks exactly like her mother, except she has caramel toned skin and golden brown hair. Her eyes are an amazing amber color. Nura sadly relented to Troy and allowed Tia to live with him full time. Tia loves Marzal so much that she was sad whenever she was on Naltor. However, she loves her mother and sends her holo-recordings of herself singing. Nura now uses those songs to send her to sleep, and her aides note that Nura is able to sleep more deeply and dream more productively with her young daughter's aid.

Nura insists that all of her children are together at least once a sola-month, for at least a weekend. The family dynamics can be quite entertaining in the Naltor house full of large personalities.

Aunt Mysa has emerged as not only a wonderful teacher to these children, in every way, but also more fun than might be expected. This has made Nura eager to see her own neices and nephews!

I can't get over how much Multi-Ball and Brainiac VI space-rawk!

Not as imaginative as the rest of these posts on this thread, but close to my heart:

Art by Coipel

I don't know if this is in memorium or not, but they certainly should be represented here.

And these two are adorable and perfect without being touched in anyway, other than to present them:


presented by pshiowattana

Oh hey, I never finished with the remaining members of the Legion Legacy team!

Astral (Jema Nal of Naltor)

Powers - Hexes and curses that quite often seem to have gravitational effects (causing attacks to fall short, foes to fall over, etc.). Precognition, which usually must be focused through astrological / mystical methods of divination.

History;
The daughter of Thom Kallor of Xanthu and Nura Nal of Naltor, Jema Nal followed in the steps of her aunt Mysa, training first on Sorcerer’s World, and later on Orando (when relations with the Sorcerer’s World grew chilly). She returned to Earth in time to see the Legion Headquarters, and her estranged parents, vanish for all time, and then sat cross-legged in the plaza until Brainiac 5 arrived, at which point, she had arranged a medical team to be standing by, as she had foreseen his return.

She aided Brainiac Six and Electrode in gathering together the arriving children of the lost Legionnaires, assisted by her previous friendship with Shen Voxv, and engaging Lamn Mallor in persuasive philosophical arguments about the importance of maintaining their parent’s legacy.

Jema spent years in training on Sorcerer’s World, and some note that her training seems to have taken longer than she has been alive, as if the wizards of that world warped time itself, to force more training into their recruits! On Orando, her training was far more physical, with the Seers of Orando sending her into the wild, to discover the secret magics of wind and herb, of blood and soil, a far cry from the more esoteric dream-like education in the mystic arts she had received under her aunt’s supervision. It was Mysa who came to Naltor when her sister’s child began to exhibit unusual talents, and Nura was persuaded that only on the Sorcerer’s Word could she be trained to unlock these gifts, without bringing harm to herself or those around her, as gravitational forces warped in her presence, and those who upset her found themselves falling to the ground, while items that barred her path were occasionally crushed beneath a seemingly unending force…

True enough, on Sorcerer’s World, and later, on Orando, she learned to refine her gifts, in the practice of magic. She manipulates gravity, like her father, but learned to do so through the mechanism of spells and incantations, only through years of rote and practice developing the ability to manipulate mass with a simple thought. They had to un-teach her how to unconsciously inflict her whims on the world around her, before they could re-teach her how to just as effortlessly bend these colossal forces to her deliberate will.

The study of sorcery has greatly modified her expression of power, such that she is able to create warping fields of gravity around someone, to afflict them over a time, in some cases, over days! She can create different fields that ward away incoming attacks, shielding her, or those she ‘blesses,’ from hostile action! And in the ways of true sorcery, she has learned some rituals to empower herself and others with some basic wards against ill fortune, which her allies don’t really notice, due to their subtlety, but are effective nonetheless.

Jema is a stunningly beautiful young woman, surprisingly young of body, and yet old of soul, and alternately is unnaturally mature and insightful, and at times as whimsical as a dancing wind. She tends to dress in all-concealing robes of grey, with a hood pulled over her magnificent mane of silvery hair, and her sparkling blue eyes similarly concealed in shadows. The robe is cut strangely, in overlapping angles of cloth, and is designed for economy of motion, and the obscuring of action. Within these robes, she can make gestures unseen by others, and yet leap as nimbly as a woman in a skin-tight bodysuit. Underneath her all-concealing robes, she wears an armored bodysuit, an insistence of her Orandan trainers, who drilled into her head that ‘fortune favors the prepared’ and that ‘a blade through the heart silences all spells.’ Indoors, she will let her hood down, and she has been known to weave fantastic stories, and spin men around her little finger, and then leave them hanging, eternally amused by how ‘boys will be boys.’

It is only recently that she has found a ‘boy’ to her liking, an infinitely complex young man whose future is a bewildering swirl of possibilities that alternately captivates and somewhat frightens her. Still, she keeps secrets close and prizes the mysteries in life more than anything else, and so few, if any, of her team-mates have any knowledge of her newest secret.

While Jema is quite aware of the gravitational underpinnings of her abilities, she prefers to dress them up in terms like ‘curses’ and ‘blessings’ and ‘wards,’ as a result of her training. She is particularly fascinated with the concept of the astrological signs and their affects on the living world, as her powers do indeed come from the stars, and she is indeed able to make ‘their will’ manifest upon those who displease her. Unlike her whimsical mother, Jema can be painfully studious, and spends an hour in meditation each day, exploring future possibilities as related to the use of her powers.