#terru

Glorith of Baaldur

A one-shot minion who somehow became the Legion’s archfoe.

Originally a servant to the Time Trapper, as a result of the future’s malleable state Glorith was brought back to life in the “Mordruverse.” She inserted herself into the plan to restore the universe to its rightful state (or as close as possible) and usurped the Time Trapper as the Legion’s creator,

What I love about Glorith is the sheer depths of her pettiness which arguably made her more human and entertaining than the Time Trapper. While the Trapper messed with the Legion as a whole, Glorith individually fucked with its members whenever they got on her bad side. She was an opportunistic witch who caught a lucky break, and by God did she make the most of it.

Absolute Power - Saturn Queen

A survivor of happenstance.

This version of Eve Aries traveled back in time alongside Cosmic King and Lightning Lord as part of a bizarre, ambitious scheme to rule the 21st Century. How you ask? By raising Superman and Batman from childhood and turning them into bloodthirsty tyrants.

AND IT WORKED.

As Bruce and Clark’s mother, Eve successfully warped the World’s Finest. The plan only really failed because of Wonder Woman and the Freedom Fighters’ intervention, which caused a domino effect leading to Bruce and Clark remembering the old universe.

It eventually turned out Eve and Mekt’s real goal was to alter the past so their version of the 31st Century wouldn’t be erased by the Crisis on Infinite Earths. Yet somehow, when their world was reborn and destroyed again during Infinite Crisis, Eve survived through sheer force of will and wound up in the Phantom Zone.

This version of Saturn Queen’s been at the center of many of my Legion ideas alongside Dark Angel, if only because this woman survived the deaths of multiple timelines and universes JUST BECAUSE SHE COULD.

FYL - Prince Evillo

I can’t say much for Evillo’s Pre-Crisis stories, but I’m fond of his role in the FYL era. He became, for lack of a better term, Matter-Eater Lad’s somewhat arch enemy when Tenzil helped overthrow his tyranny. And more importantly, he brought back all of Evillo’s rather pissed off wives. He was mainly a breath of fresh air among the more serious villains of the FYL era.

Pre-Crisis/Johnsboot - Terrus

I have no clue what your deal is Terrus but I love you. The most mysterious of the Legion of Super-Villains, Terrus is dressed like a scarecrow and seems to have some control over Earth and rocks. No one knows who he is or where he comes from.

And even more shockingly, when Blok punched him Terrus’ suit exploded into what appeared to be a swarm of insects! Was this a byproduct of the spell casting done by the White Witch? Or was this his true form?

Pre-Crisis/Johnsboot - Silver Slasher

Not much to say about her other than I’ve always loved her sleek design and, as a horror movie buff, the “Slasher” part of her name has always appealed to me.

Reboot - Emerald Legion

No I don’t want Violet to be a villain again but the Emerald Vi story is one I keep going back to. The creators originally planned for Kinetix to become the new Emerald Empress but switched tactics realizing this was too obvious. The play on words with Vi’s name was great and I love how, even when the Eye was controlling her one of her villainous deeds was to figure out how to revive Gim Allon.

And then there were the costumes when the Legionnaires got Emerald makeovers.

A night of solitude by the river, the winding river which passes driftwood through the ghostly edges of rainbows. Somewhere in the distance, it could be ten feet away, it could be three hundred years ago, a bearded man is knee deep in the icy water lobbing a thin silver line further into the mystery. The cold black surface tingles with life, feathers dance hauntingly down her voluptuous back. I think about her. I wonder where she is, was, will be, was.

The winter she spent with me was bitterly cold. I do not remember the cold. When someone looks at you with eyes of love you do not feel cold, you feel the fire of the love in their eyes. By the river, willows overhang the bank in green loops which tickle the water, stirring their delicate fingers into her skin. The bearded man shouts to me about the trees, we look up and we see the green leaves glitter with the prettiest jewels, magnificent golden diadems, perfumed ephemera from sweet empires. The branches turn to flakes of silver as we speak. Together we scale the willow trees, climbing right to the top, but when we reach out for the jewels the branches sway just beyond our hands.

A white swan sails from a corridor of the unconscious towards the magical willow tree with the grace of a ballerina. The beast opens her luxurious wings and looks at us with contempt, perhaps we have disturbed her nest, suddenly she springs forward in attack. The bearded man stands firm in front of the swan, she stops. He points a wand of white willow wood up to the looming grey clouds, her eyes follow. He counts six seconds then a boom of thunder erupts across the sky, lightning flashes and raindrops hurtle down, sprinkling the river’s surface like stars. The swan caws and flaps in joy, we have brought her the rain.

Mini gifts for friends that my love is massive for! <3 <3 <3 <3  hyena sweatshirts should be a thing tho for real.