If you're using a cannon to send him into space it's shooting, not throwing.
i'm sure you meant canon but I can't resist a straight line like that.
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i'm sure you meant canon but I can't resist a straight line like that.
CrackedCosmonaut
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Rule 3 violation
I think MLP ruins the story, and the inclusion is done is a creepy way.
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*lifts box, tosses toward... somewhere not here*
Let's cut off that line of discussion before we have to contend with a sexually explicit derail.
CrackedCosmonaut
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No. Too useful.
Just let him roam about an unpopulated moon. Like Titan.
Place interesting structures on the surface.
Disturbing a structure sends off a broadcast. It shows an intelligent doomsday creature, wearing clothes and acting civil.
He welcomes them, but warns them that older humans get mean, are banished to Titan where they can't get hurt because of their frail bodies.
Please do not approach our elders. They are cranky.
Whenever aliens invade, they send a force there first. It's the outer planets. It only makes sence.
Doomsday rips them a new asshole.
Invaders run.
If this is a geriatric human...
CrackedCosmonaut
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Fair enough.
But author should be aware of what a unicorn is.
He's unintentionally hilarious.
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Citation please.
I would like to see to see the studies you are citing.
Inflammatory claims require hard evidence.
And I'm speaking as someone who doesn't particularly care one way or the other about MLP.
Welcome to my life. I paid no mind to MLP until my daughter got old enough to work the remote herself and suddenly it was all pony, all the time.
"Do you want to watch something else? Anything else?"
"I wanna watch Twiliiiiiiggghhhhhh."
"*resigned sigh.*"
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Thank you, corrected.
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In the show, an alicorn is a winged unicorn who has ridiculously strong magic. Sunset Shimmer isn't trying to get her old body back, she wants to become a goddess among her people.
A Star Reborn (part 18)
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17th April
15:12 GMT -5
Lex is swivelling his chair around as I approach his office window, his right hand held up slightly to forestall any action from the security team who are charging through the outer doors. I wave my left hand and then raise it to my ear.
Ring, dial.
Compliance.
Lex smiles slightly as the phone on his desk rings. Not that I can hear it from out here. He doesn't pick it up though. Instead, he negligently holds his right hand out to the side while continuing to observe me.
"Lex Luthor's office."
"Ms Graves, pleasure to hear your voice again. Orange Lantern two eight one four here."
"Good afternoon, Orange Lantern. If you can wait a moment I'll see if Mister Luthor is available."
"You know I can see him through the… Never mind." Huh. "Actually, while I've got you." I turn to my right, looking out across the city. And making it harder for anyone inside the building to read my lips. "Have you given any more thought to the cybernetic upgrade I offered you? I've acquired a few new options since I first made my offer."
"Thank you, but I am quite happy with the arm I have."
"But you could be more than happy. And that's what I'm all about: wanting stuff. I mean, look at your boss. He's rich beyond the dreams of ninety nine percent of the world's population, is in charge of a huge multinational company, but does he stop wanting stuff?" I realise that I've floated out of sight to the people inside the office and turn around to float back the other way. "Does he ever say 'okay, I've got enough now, time to spend the rest of my life playing golf'? No, he doesn't. There's always something new to want, and you can want a better arm."
No immediate response.
"Come on." I turn my empathic vision up a little. "I can see how much you'd like to never have to feel that slight.. pull you get when you wake up in the morning and-."
"Orange Lantern, are you trying to buy off my staff?"
"No, Lex. No. I'm trying to give a gift to an attractive single woman. Nothing untoward going on at all."
"Perhaps you could try to do that out of office hours?"
"Oh, please. She takes as many days off a year as you do."
"Amusing as this is..?"
"Right. Would you mind if I came in? I've got something rather serious-" I stop outside his window and turn to face it again. "-to talk to you about."
"By all means. I had the window redesigned to slide open after Superman's first unscheduled-" I phase and float forwards, passing through the window. "-visit. Ah." I lower my left hand and he puts down his phone as I walk around to the 'guest' side of his desk. He swivels his chair back around to face me. "What can I do for you?"
"Had a… Spot of bother yesterday."
"Yes, I heard. Giant.. Starfish aliens? Were you able to destroy all of them?"
"No. Most, but… A few of the smaller ones got away. We're looking, but I'd honestly be surprised if we located them by anything other than pure luck before they choose to reveal themselves."
"That's a little concerning."
"If you know a better way to find them, I'm all ears. But that's… All really tangential to why I'm here. Last time the League encountered these creatures, a scientist by the name of Stirling Roquette was crucial to us developing a way to immunise people against the form of mental control they were using. After the thing in Gotham I went to see her again, and… She had an early nanoforge prototype."
"I'd.. heard about her research. I hadn't realized things were quite that advanced."
"I hadn't either. To be honest, I'd rather stopped thinking about her. She's agreed to meet up with some other inventors of my acquaintance for a brainstorming session. You know, cross fields, see if they can help each other."
"I assume that this will be happening in KordTech?" I nod. "LexCorp wasn't developing anything in the weather control field, so I don't have to try downplaying the significance of his most recent product launch. I was actually quite impressed."
"It's like I told you when we first met. Tiny amounts of magic can improve conventional technology in so many ways… Thing is… I like Ted Kord. I like him a lot. But he's… He's a good engineer. A good scientist. I've seen him in action as a salesman and it's inspiring. He conveys his genuine enthusiasm for the product brilliantly and keeps his spiel to a technical level the audience can understand. He'd be a good project leader. But as a manager? As the head of a company? He's terrible. He's basically had to appoint someone to do the actual CEO work because as soon as something 'cool' comes in he can't resist heading down to the workshop to play with it himself. He tries to micromanage rather than letting the extremely capable people who work for him get on with it…"
Lex looks politely puzzled. "I'm not sure that I can help you with that. Unless you're.. trying to jump ship from your own creation?"
"No. That's the sad thing. I'm not." I sigh. "Because you'd be perfect for it. I look at you and I can see -I'm talking literally here- your desire to use all the tools of capitalism to strengthen the Human species. You're a far better manager than he is… I'd like to be able to give this to you. But I can't."
"Because your peers disapprove of me?"
"Because you're a member of the Light."
Four seconds pass as he regards me. "I'm afraid that I don't know who or what that is."
"Lex, if I could prove anything I'd have brought the police with me. I can't. There's no way you don't know that they exist, and if you weren't a member they'd be a threat to you and you'd be feeding me the information I'd need to destroy them. So you're a member. Maybe the leader, maybe not. Maybe they don't have one." I sigh. "But Savage is a member, and he was involved in that Ice Fortress thing last year. Which means that any technology a Light member gets their hands on would most likely end up getting used for something puerile rather than something productive. The sheer waste of resources used in a failed assassination attempt which -even if it had worked- would only have provided them with a marginal benefit… And I know they were studying Star Conquerors, and it looks a lot like they suffered a fairly critical containment failure. And as a result, we've got a species that the Green Lantern Corps had trouble with loose on a world ill equipped to handle them."
My eyes drift away slightly. "On my home parallel, there's a television series. It doesn't exist here. It's called 'Avatar: the Legend of Korra'. In the setting, there are people who can manipulate the classical elements: earth, air, fire and water. Each of the four ethnic groups have an affinity for one element, and the skills and modes of thought required to use it define their culture. Now, when I first saw it, I thought that anyone from the right tribe could learn to manipulate their element, just by studying the signature martial art. So, everyone had the same potential and it was just a matter of spending the time and effort. But by the time Legend of Korra started, it was clear that that wasn't the case. People were born with the ability or not. Those who had it could learn to improve it, but if you didn't have it, tough luck. So in the city the series is set in, there's an element manipulating criminal syndicate and the police force only recruit element users of one type. And unsurprisingly, that causes a great deal of resentment."
"The main bad guy in series one is the leader of the anti-elementalist movement. He's a water manipulator himself, but his hate is genuine and he can use his abilities to permanently remove the element control abilities of others. Thing is, it never occurred to him that he could use the exact same ability to give element control abilities to people who didn't have it. Assuming they didn't resist, it would only have taken him about thirty seconds a time. If he'd done that, everyone would have access to all the things that the elementalists could do, and if they chose not to develop those abilities… Fine. But he was too busy hating himself and encouraging others to hate that he never stopped to consider the alternatives."
I return my attention to Lex. "I want the Earth to be able to stand on its own two feet in the galaxy. I don't want it to be dependent on superhumans any more than you do, not ultimately. So: please. Tell me who the Light are. Tell me where they are. I'll go after them immediately. I'll destroy the whole organisation root and branch and destroy any evidence linking them to you. You won't be implicated at all. And then we can work on this objective we share together, without any of those short sighted idiots undermining it the whole time."
"Please."
Lex's eyes shift momentarily to his desk, and then return to me. "I'm sorry, Orange Lantern. I really can't help you."
I nod. I really shouldn't have expected him to… "Okay then." I stand. "Thank you for your time."
15:12 GMT -5
Lex is swivelling his chair around as I approach his office window, his right hand held up slightly to forestall any action from the security team who are charging through the outer doors. I wave my left hand and then raise it to my ear.
Ring, dial.
Compliance.
Lex smiles slightly as the phone on his desk rings. Not that I can hear it from out here. He doesn't pick it up though. Instead, he negligently holds his right hand out to the side while continuing to observe me.
"Lex Luthor's office."
"Ms Graves, pleasure to hear your voice again. Orange Lantern two eight one four here."
"Good afternoon, Orange Lantern. If you can wait a moment I'll see if Mister Luthor is available."
"You know I can see him through the… Never mind." Huh. "Actually, while I've got you." I turn to my right, looking out across the city. And making it harder for anyone inside the building to read my lips. "Have you given any more thought to the cybernetic upgrade I offered you? I've acquired a few new options since I first made my offer."
"Thank you, but I am quite happy with the arm I have."
"But you could be more than happy. And that's what I'm all about: wanting stuff. I mean, look at your boss. He's rich beyond the dreams of ninety nine percent of the world's population, is in charge of a huge multinational company, but does he stop wanting stuff?" I realise that I've floated out of sight to the people inside the office and turn around to float back the other way. "Does he ever say 'okay, I've got enough now, time to spend the rest of my life playing golf'? No, he doesn't. There's always something new to want, and you can want a better arm."
No immediate response.
"Come on." I turn my empathic vision up a little. "I can see how much you'd like to never have to feel that slight.. pull you get when you wake up in the morning and-."
"Orange Lantern, are you trying to buy off my staff?"
"No, Lex. No. I'm trying to give a gift to an attractive single woman. Nothing untoward going on at all."
"Perhaps you could try to do that out of office hours?"
"Oh, please. She takes as many days off a year as you do."
"Amusing as this is..?"
"Right. Would you mind if I came in? I've got something rather serious-" I stop outside his window and turn to face it again. "-to talk to you about."
"By all means. I had the window redesigned to slide open after Superman's first unscheduled-" I phase and float forwards, passing through the window. "-visit. Ah." I lower my left hand and he puts down his phone as I walk around to the 'guest' side of his desk. He swivels his chair back around to face me. "What can I do for you?"
"Had a… Spot of bother yesterday."
"Yes, I heard. Giant.. Starfish aliens? Were you able to destroy all of them?"
"No. Most, but… A few of the smaller ones got away. We're looking, but I'd honestly be surprised if we located them by anything other than pure luck before they choose to reveal themselves."
"That's a little concerning."
"If you know a better way to find them, I'm all ears. But that's… All really tangential to why I'm here. Last time the League encountered these creatures, a scientist by the name of Stirling Roquette was crucial to us developing a way to immunise people against the form of mental control they were using. After the thing in Gotham I went to see her again, and… She had an early nanoforge prototype."
"I'd.. heard about her research. I hadn't realized things were quite that advanced."
"I hadn't either. To be honest, I'd rather stopped thinking about her. She's agreed to meet up with some other inventors of my acquaintance for a brainstorming session. You know, cross fields, see if they can help each other."
"I assume that this will be happening in KordTech?" I nod. "LexCorp wasn't developing anything in the weather control field, so I don't have to try downplaying the significance of his most recent product launch. I was actually quite impressed."
"It's like I told you when we first met. Tiny amounts of magic can improve conventional technology in so many ways… Thing is… I like Ted Kord. I like him a lot. But he's… He's a good engineer. A good scientist. I've seen him in action as a salesman and it's inspiring. He conveys his genuine enthusiasm for the product brilliantly and keeps his spiel to a technical level the audience can understand. He'd be a good project leader. But as a manager? As the head of a company? He's terrible. He's basically had to appoint someone to do the actual CEO work because as soon as something 'cool' comes in he can't resist heading down to the workshop to play with it himself. He tries to micromanage rather than letting the extremely capable people who work for him get on with it…"
Lex looks politely puzzled. "I'm not sure that I can help you with that. Unless you're.. trying to jump ship from your own creation?"
"No. That's the sad thing. I'm not." I sigh. "Because you'd be perfect for it. I look at you and I can see -I'm talking literally here- your desire to use all the tools of capitalism to strengthen the Human species. You're a far better manager than he is… I'd like to be able to give this to you. But I can't."
"Because your peers disapprove of me?"
"Because you're a member of the Light."
Four seconds pass as he regards me. "I'm afraid that I don't know who or what that is."
"Lex, if I could prove anything I'd have brought the police with me. I can't. There's no way you don't know that they exist, and if you weren't a member they'd be a threat to you and you'd be feeding me the information I'd need to destroy them. So you're a member. Maybe the leader, maybe not. Maybe they don't have one." I sigh. "But Savage is a member, and he was involved in that Ice Fortress thing last year. Which means that any technology a Light member gets their hands on would most likely end up getting used for something puerile rather than something productive. The sheer waste of resources used in a failed assassination attempt which -even if it had worked- would only have provided them with a marginal benefit… And I know they were studying Star Conquerors, and it looks a lot like they suffered a fairly critical containment failure. And as a result, we've got a species that the Green Lantern Corps had trouble with loose on a world ill equipped to handle them."
My eyes drift away slightly. "On my home parallel, there's a television series. It doesn't exist here. It's called 'Avatar: the Legend of Korra'. In the setting, there are people who can manipulate the classical elements: earth, air, fire and water. Each of the four ethnic groups have an affinity for one element, and the skills and modes of thought required to use it define their culture. Now, when I first saw it, I thought that anyone from the right tribe could learn to manipulate their element, just by studying the signature martial art. So, everyone had the same potential and it was just a matter of spending the time and effort. But by the time Legend of Korra started, it was clear that that wasn't the case. People were born with the ability or not. Those who had it could learn to improve it, but if you didn't have it, tough luck. So in the city the series is set in, there's an element manipulating criminal syndicate and the police force only recruit element users of one type. And unsurprisingly, that causes a great deal of resentment."
"The main bad guy in series one is the leader of the anti-elementalist movement. He's a water manipulator himself, but his hate is genuine and he can use his abilities to permanently remove the element control abilities of others. Thing is, it never occurred to him that he could use the exact same ability to give element control abilities to people who didn't have it. Assuming they didn't resist, it would only have taken him about thirty seconds a time. If he'd done that, everyone would have access to all the things that the elementalists could do, and if they chose not to develop those abilities… Fine. But he was too busy hating himself and encouraging others to hate that he never stopped to consider the alternatives."
I return my attention to Lex. "I want the Earth to be able to stand on its own two feet in the galaxy. I don't want it to be dependent on superhumans any more than you do, not ultimately. So: please. Tell me who the Light are. Tell me where they are. I'll go after them immediately. I'll destroy the whole organisation root and branch and destroy any evidence linking them to you. You won't be implicated at all. And then we can work on this objective we share together, without any of those short sighted idiots undermining it the whole time."
"Please."
Lex's eyes shift momentarily to his desk, and then return to me. "I'm sorry, Orange Lantern. I really can't help you."
I nod. I really shouldn't have expected him to… "Okay then." I stand. "Thank you for your time."
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And Grayven's very pro-apotheosis.
CrackedCosmonaut
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Exactly..
This is at Facebook.
Same project is trying to automatically find harmful outliers, like spree killers, terrorists, and people in domestic abuse situations.
Just be aware, when you start seeing MLP ads; Facebook is watching.
They know.
They've always known...
"No, Orange Lantern," Lex says while pointedly looking at his desk. "I really can't help you."
"Yes, you said that already."
"I really." he glances again, "Can't help" I'm beginning to worry about the eye spasm Lex is undergoing "you."
"Yes, you said as much. I think I'll be going."
"... Fuck my life."
Well; that was quite the offer.
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Typos:
"for"
I don't think that's a term an American would use. A word like "trivializing", "downplaying" or "insulting" would perhaps be better.
"action"
"it"
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So did he catch Lex's hint there that someone was listening in on them or not?
Mizu
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harder for anyone inside
in the weather
Remove the extra paragraph space.
use it define
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It could. Or it could just be an eye shift people do while thinking. Frankly, I think Paul's rings would have picked up on any recording or transmitting equipment in the room.
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well, I think lex is going to have have a rather rough time sleeping tonight. Someone he kinda respects just in a rather odd way begged him to work together for the benefit of mankind rather than sticking with the light. That's the kind of offer turning down would haunt you. On top of that one of the more dangerously competent superheroes told him to his face why he knows he's working with the light, and he has to know OL is willing to kill to stop large scale threats.
I can't help but think that the next time OL catches wind of the lights "brilliant plan" to make deals with hostile aliens he's going to dangel lex over saturn and ask him what he was thinking in a politely furious way.
I can't help but think that the next time OL catches wind of the lights "brilliant plan" to make deals with hostile aliens he's going to dangel lex over saturn and ask him what he was thinking in a politely furious way.
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Unless it was shielded with magic, like pretty much everything the Light uses now days. :lol
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Well that's one way to get yourself out of consideration for league membership.
Not to mention the awkwardness between him and Kon.
Though I suppose it means Paul won't need to worry about falling for Superman, that obviously wasn't the part of Kon he was interested in.
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