Martian Tony DiNozzo, without the competence. Got it.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
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Stratagemini
Totally a Fire Ferret.
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- Central Park
- Pronouns
- He/Him/They/Them
Manhunter's an emotionally and physically distant deadbeat dad? Yeesh, make him more dislikable, why don't you?
- Location
- Hampden Park
Mister J'onzz was kidnapped and physically unable to get back to his family for decades. By the time he could his wife was dead and his daughter was an adult, having been brought up by someone else.
- Location
- Alabama
I got the impression that he didn't realize that he's a deadbeat dad, though I'm probably wrong on that front. Mars - Earth communications are different enough as it is, and J'onn hasn't visited in a while, so I could see him not knowing. Especially if M'gann felt weird about mentioning it.
Plus, Martian family sizes ensure that there are probably plenty of "father figures" around, so I can't imagine that a deadbeat would hold quite the same weight as it would if the daughter were left to a single parent. I mean, M'gann implied that her elder siblings were much older than she were, so I imagine that she looked up to them as well.
You misspelled Martian Luther King.
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- The Outer Plane Of Munchkinry.
more perfect then you think, "did you get what you want? okay good, now get out of my way"
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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- Baton Rouge
"Are you like one of those Pokemon who can only say variations of their own name?"
I had actually forgotten that OL couldnt say his name. Although the last time it came up was months ago IRL.
I'm not correcting the segments I'm quoting, just highlighting the incorrect words.
A neighborhood may encompass an entire cavern given the range Martians can use telekinesis and telepathy at.
NeoDarklight
Lord of Mind
NexysDhyArchen
Throne Breaker
I wonder how much of the reduced recovery time was repeated exposure and how much was from a shared load. And how long its going to take that Martian to recover, if at all, is probably an important factor for this experiment as well. Would magical telepathy have a similar backlash?
Maybe it was more important than the audience understood that Paul didn't have to think his name during that shared mind training...
Maybe it was more important than the audience understood that Paul didn't have to think his name during that shared mind training...
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rkyeun
Cabbitus Maximus
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- ◕ ‿‿ ◕
all learn at the same time that
loneliness + alienation + fear + despair + self-worth ÷ mockery ÷ condemnation ÷ misunderstanding × guilt × shame × failure × judgment n=y where y=hope and n=folly, love=lies, life=death, self=Darkseid?
Why, that sounds like a brilliant strategy.[/sarcasm]
I do hope that this incapacitated Martian guard spreads the important Aesop he learned.
daimahou
Hear... Feel... Think...
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- 「 」
Next time have backup?
Also, I am pretty sure they have some kind of law on M'arzz against deliberately incapacitating a member of the law through mental attack(s).
- Location
- Somewhere out there
I have to wonder about the wisdom of throwing the anti-life equation against a race of telepaths. The equation tells them that the value of self-worth is reduced by misunderstanding. The equation tells them that loneliness and alienation add to fear. The equation tells them that shame multiplies failure and judgment.
So... the equation is actually TELLING them what variables to change to reduce the absolute value of anti-life: reduce loneliness, reduce misunderstanding, reduce shame...
Would anti-life actually make them break down in existential angst, or would it transform the whole race into a hive mind by opening up the psyche and dissolving the boundaries of the individual self?
The beautiful thing here is that this WASN'T a mental attack. This was, effectively, an environmental hazard. OL didn't deliberately attack the officer. OL simply didn't stop the officer from trespassing into a dangerous area -- on the officer's own orders, at that.
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hance1986
The One Above All.
Why were only 2 customs officers and one asshole there? The first aliens on Mars to the Martians is a big deal. No government officials with an organic limousine to bring them to the Prelate?
Even if it's a 'violent' and disgusting White bringing aliens to Mars, she's still bringing aliens to Mars.
Even if it's a 'violent' and disgusting White bringing aliens to Mars, she's still bringing aliens to Mars.
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- texas
Oh I had a thought about a possible powerup for Megan- the orb of ra.
The plus sides- shapeshifting into any element or combination thereof, liquid, gas, or solid, and nigh immortality.
The downside- A good chance of becoming less attractive, although there was a villain with metamorpho's powers who looked completely human, but hey, I don't figure the transformation would remove Megan's native shapeshifting, so she could still look like however she wishes anyway.
Now DC was inconsistent as to whether the transformation was radiation or magic induced (or perhaps it's magic radiation), so if it's radiation based it might not work on a martian.
The plus sides- shapeshifting into any element or combination thereof, liquid, gas, or solid, and nigh immortality.
The downside- A good chance of becoming less attractive, although there was a villain with metamorpho's powers who looked completely human, but hey, I don't figure the transformation would remove Megan's native shapeshifting, so she could still look like however she wishes anyway.
Now DC was inconsistent as to whether the transformation was radiation or magic induced (or perhaps it's magic radiation), so if it's radiation based it might not work on a martian.
This made me think of Breaking Bad show line we the main guy says say my name!
rkyeun
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Not until they get back to Earth, and he unmorphs out of part of the hull of the bioship.
Carrying a smaller infant bioship in his arms. While the bioship demands child support.
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Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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- Baton Rouge
Kinda doubt it. It's like randomly bumping into a particular human on Earth when they could be anywhere on the planet, even before we start considering Mars' population size.
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- Canada
Unlikely when seeing the way Zoat tends to go with the story.
Hampsterpig
I write stuff.
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- Somewhere in my own head
Considering the open telepathic communication, it could be Martians don't make a big thing of 'seeing' newcomers. They are already able to hear the thoughts of arrivals long before they actually land.
Demeanour (part 10)
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- Hampden Park
20th April
Actually, thinking about that…
"M'gann, what sort of time keeping do Martians use?"
I hear her voice come back through my armour's speakers. "For obvious reasons we don't base it on the sun. We've had several different ways of measuring time over the years, but modern M'arzz society divides a 'day' into six, and then each of those into six and, well, keep dividing into six parts."
"And is a 'day' a day? A Mars day, I mean?"
"I think we lose about a day a year. A Martian year. Sometimes there's a political movement that wants it to line up, but there's no real need to."
I don't think I'll have the ring mark time in recurring sixths.
09:08 GMT -5
We're getting more than a few stares as we fly along the edge of one of the consensus flight paths. Both M'gann and Kon are supposed to be in the 'vehicle' lane, while it isn't entirely clear whether my armour counts as a vehicle or as some sort of disability flight aid. And I've finally seen a few Martians who don't look identical! Okay, identical apart from colour, there are Greens and Whites in not entirely segregated groups all around us. And a few vehicles, all smaller than M'gann's Bio-Ship.
The Martians who don't look entirely Martian appear to be affecting parts of the Human physique. The effect isn't all that convincing for the most part. Some have Human-shaped arms, but kept their Martian dimensions and so look a little like some kind of fish-ape. Others altered the general shape of the head without bothering to change the features, pulling off a fairly convincing Skeletor look.
A few more are working hard to put me off sex for life.
A couple of the braver ones are floating a little closer to Kon than appears to be the socially acceptable distance to a fellow traveller. The Green on the left floats up alongside for a moment, then appears to think better of it and falls back. I suppose with telepathy and the social norm of constant mental contact news media of the sort we have on Earth probably aren't a thing. Why invent Twitter or Facebook when you can just stick things on your own brain?
M'gann turns the Bio-Ship away from the main flow of traffic and directs it through a short but wide tunnel between caverns. Kon and I follow along behind. I note that the edges of the tunnel have troughs containing.. some sort of.. plant? Looks a bit like a succulent of some kind. I suppose that's another point in the direction of 'alien'. So far I've seen buildings and bare rock but no gardens. No window boxes. Not even the little strips of greenery you get on roundabouts or the sides of roads. I know Martians have tree-equivalents… I suppose they just don't go in for decorative planting in works areas.
But it looks like they do in residential ones.
The cavern which the tunnel opens out into is far smaller than the one we just left and I can't see any bare rock. There are houses offset from one another in a step pattern, punctuated by balconies and verandas and miniature gardens sticking out in defiance of gravity. Dozens of Martians of all ages turn their heads up to look at us as we come in and start losing altitude. More than a few of the.. younger-but-not-child-size ones are mimicking Human appearance. Well, the Humanish appearance that Mister J'onzz uses, anyway. I guess that M'gann wasn't exaggerating about the regard in which he's held here. The mix of Greens and Whites is about even and they don't appear to be separating themselves apart in the way those in the main cavern were. Of course, I've got no idea if that means this is a mixed neighbourhood because those here reject typical Martian racialism or because it's cheap.
M'gann sets the Bio-Ship down on someone's roof… Though it doesn't actually land so much as go into hover mode. M'gann doesn't even bother using the door, she just phases through the hull with a delighted smile on her face. **Mom! Dad!** She flies fast in the direction of two nearby Martians, one Green and the other White. They spread their arms out, wrapping them around her as she flies into them.
That would be S'randa and E'ann M'orzz, then. The hug looks a little awkward; their forms are completely Martian and their arms don't bend quite enough to properly embrace her much smaller body. Doesn't look like it bothers her.
**M'gann! It is so good to have you back again.**
Kon brings the Sphere Cycle around in a circle before setting it down next to the Bio-Ship, which has gone back into storage mode. Then he looks at the family reunion going on a short distance away and hesitates.
Fatal mistake. Teekl is out of her seat in a second and nosing around the happy reunion, like a… Cat. An attention-seeking cat who unaccountably finds herself not the centre of attention. M'gann's White Martian father frees his left hand to awkwardly pat at her head, which appears to temporarily satisfy her.
I send my armour back into subspace as I descend myself, landing just next to Kon and extending my environmental shield around him. "Go on. Go and introduce yourself."
"I'm just.. gunna.. give them a few minutes."
From M'gann's direction I get a faint impression of a series of images, fragments of our team's endeavours. Both elder Martians lean back slightly.
**Not so quickly, M'gann. We are not all as telepathically capable as you are.**
M'gann shrinks slightly at her mother's comment. **Sorry, I just got so excited, I mean 'hello Megan'-**
**M'gann!** A small Green Martian -probably young rather than a dwarf- dashes out of their home and hovers next to her. **You're back!**
Hang on. I got a full list of her siblings… Younger and male-sounding means… S'monn. The fact that all but one of her twenty nine siblings are Green strikes me as a little odd, but since their whole coloured racial subgroup thing is an invention of the Guardians I suppose normal inheritance doesn't necessarily have anything to do with it.
**And-. Whaw!** He shoots over to stare into my face. **You're really good at looking Human!**
**One does one's humble best. You're quite good at looking Martian.**
**Duh, I am a Martianohmygoshyou'reoneofM'gann'sHumanfriends!**
M'gann leads her parents over in our direction. **Mom, Dad, this is Kon-El.**
Kon checks the environmental shield, then takes off his helmet in order to smile sheepishly at his girlfriend's parents. **Ah. Hi.**
**And this is Paul.**
**Pleased to meet you.**
**Welcome to M'arzz, both of you.**
**Thank you for inviting us.** He glances at me for a second and I nod my head in their direction. **My mom wanted me to pass on an invite to stay with us if you ever wanted to visit Earth.**
E'ann steps forward slightly. **That's very kind of you, Kon-El. If an insane Earth scientist ever hits us with an energy ray and teleports us there, we will certainly take advantage of that offer.**
**D-ad.**
Unsurprisingly, Kon doesn't know quite how to respond. **Ah, we understand zeta radiation a lot better now, and since Doctor Erdel found out Mars was actually, y'know, inhabited, we stopped testing it in this direction.**
M'gann nods. **The zeta tubes we use now are far too weak to pick someone up from this far away.**
I can well understand that what happened to Mister J'onzz would have left a rather bad taste in their mouths. **I think they were more thinking about-** I notice one of the more Human-looking Martians observing our conversation from a balcony above us focus her eyes on the top of M'gann's head, then begin growing hair on her own bald scalp. **-having me fly you there for a visit. It would be over in the blink of an eye.** I raise my hands. **No pressure. But the option's there if you want it.**
S'randa holds out her right hand in the direction of their home, and I feel a flickering image pass from her to her husband. **We receive the offer in the spirit in which it was intended. Now please, come inside. We are eager to hear all about your adventures on Earth.**
Actually, thinking about that…
"M'gann, what sort of time keeping do Martians use?"
I hear her voice come back through my armour's speakers. "For obvious reasons we don't base it on the sun. We've had several different ways of measuring time over the years, but modern M'arzz society divides a 'day' into six, and then each of those into six and, well, keep dividing into six parts."
"And is a 'day' a day? A Mars day, I mean?"
"I think we lose about a day a year. A Martian year. Sometimes there's a political movement that wants it to line up, but there's no real need to."
I don't think I'll have the ring mark time in recurring sixths.
09:08 GMT -5
We're getting more than a few stares as we fly along the edge of one of the consensus flight paths. Both M'gann and Kon are supposed to be in the 'vehicle' lane, while it isn't entirely clear whether my armour counts as a vehicle or as some sort of disability flight aid. And I've finally seen a few Martians who don't look identical! Okay, identical apart from colour, there are Greens and Whites in not entirely segregated groups all around us. And a few vehicles, all smaller than M'gann's Bio-Ship.
The Martians who don't look entirely Martian appear to be affecting parts of the Human physique. The effect isn't all that convincing for the most part. Some have Human-shaped arms, but kept their Martian dimensions and so look a little like some kind of fish-ape. Others altered the general shape of the head without bothering to change the features, pulling off a fairly convincing Skeletor look.
A few more are working hard to put me off sex for life.
A couple of the braver ones are floating a little closer to Kon than appears to be the socially acceptable distance to a fellow traveller. The Green on the left floats up alongside for a moment, then appears to think better of it and falls back. I suppose with telepathy and the social norm of constant mental contact news media of the sort we have on Earth probably aren't a thing. Why invent Twitter or Facebook when you can just stick things on your own brain?
M'gann turns the Bio-Ship away from the main flow of traffic and directs it through a short but wide tunnel between caverns. Kon and I follow along behind. I note that the edges of the tunnel have troughs containing.. some sort of.. plant? Looks a bit like a succulent of some kind. I suppose that's another point in the direction of 'alien'. So far I've seen buildings and bare rock but no gardens. No window boxes. Not even the little strips of greenery you get on roundabouts or the sides of roads. I know Martians have tree-equivalents… I suppose they just don't go in for decorative planting in works areas.
But it looks like they do in residential ones.
The cavern which the tunnel opens out into is far smaller than the one we just left and I can't see any bare rock. There are houses offset from one another in a step pattern, punctuated by balconies and verandas and miniature gardens sticking out in defiance of gravity. Dozens of Martians of all ages turn their heads up to look at us as we come in and start losing altitude. More than a few of the.. younger-but-not-child-size ones are mimicking Human appearance. Well, the Humanish appearance that Mister J'onzz uses, anyway. I guess that M'gann wasn't exaggerating about the regard in which he's held here. The mix of Greens and Whites is about even and they don't appear to be separating themselves apart in the way those in the main cavern were. Of course, I've got no idea if that means this is a mixed neighbourhood because those here reject typical Martian racialism or because it's cheap.
M'gann sets the Bio-Ship down on someone's roof… Though it doesn't actually land so much as go into hover mode. M'gann doesn't even bother using the door, she just phases through the hull with a delighted smile on her face. **Mom! Dad!** She flies fast in the direction of two nearby Martians, one Green and the other White. They spread their arms out, wrapping them around her as she flies into them.
That would be S'randa and E'ann M'orzz, then. The hug looks a little awkward; their forms are completely Martian and their arms don't bend quite enough to properly embrace her much smaller body. Doesn't look like it bothers her.
**M'gann! It is so good to have you back again.**
Kon brings the Sphere Cycle around in a circle before setting it down next to the Bio-Ship, which has gone back into storage mode. Then he looks at the family reunion going on a short distance away and hesitates.
Fatal mistake. Teekl is out of her seat in a second and nosing around the happy reunion, like a… Cat. An attention-seeking cat who unaccountably finds herself not the centre of attention. M'gann's White Martian father frees his left hand to awkwardly pat at her head, which appears to temporarily satisfy her.
I send my armour back into subspace as I descend myself, landing just next to Kon and extending my environmental shield around him. "Go on. Go and introduce yourself."
"I'm just.. gunna.. give them a few minutes."
From M'gann's direction I get a faint impression of a series of images, fragments of our team's endeavours. Both elder Martians lean back slightly.
**Not so quickly, M'gann. We are not all as telepathically capable as you are.**
M'gann shrinks slightly at her mother's comment. **Sorry, I just got so excited, I mean 'hello Megan'-**
**M'gann!** A small Green Martian -probably young rather than a dwarf- dashes out of their home and hovers next to her. **You're back!**
Hang on. I got a full list of her siblings… Younger and male-sounding means… S'monn. The fact that all but one of her twenty nine siblings are Green strikes me as a little odd, but since their whole coloured racial subgroup thing is an invention of the Guardians I suppose normal inheritance doesn't necessarily have anything to do with it.
**And-. Whaw!** He shoots over to stare into my face. **You're really good at looking Human!**
**One does one's humble best. You're quite good at looking Martian.**
**Duh, I am a Martianohmygoshyou'reoneofM'gann'sHumanfriends!**
M'gann leads her parents over in our direction. **Mom, Dad, this is Kon-El.**
Kon checks the environmental shield, then takes off his helmet in order to smile sheepishly at his girlfriend's parents. **Ah. Hi.**
**And this is Paul.**
**Pleased to meet you.**
**Welcome to M'arzz, both of you.**
**Thank you for inviting us.** He glances at me for a second and I nod my head in their direction. **My mom wanted me to pass on an invite to stay with us if you ever wanted to visit Earth.**
E'ann steps forward slightly. **That's very kind of you, Kon-El. If an insane Earth scientist ever hits us with an energy ray and teleports us there, we will certainly take advantage of that offer.**
**D-ad.**
Unsurprisingly, Kon doesn't know quite how to respond. **Ah, we understand zeta radiation a lot better now, and since Doctor Erdel found out Mars was actually, y'know, inhabited, we stopped testing it in this direction.**
M'gann nods. **The zeta tubes we use now are far too weak to pick someone up from this far away.**
I can well understand that what happened to Mister J'onzz would have left a rather bad taste in their mouths. **I think they were more thinking about-** I notice one of the more Human-looking Martians observing our conversation from a balcony above us focus her eyes on the top of M'gann's head, then begin growing hair on her own bald scalp. **-having me fly you there for a visit. It would be over in the blink of an eye.** I raise my hands. **No pressure. But the option's there if you want it.**
S'randa holds out her right hand in the direction of their home, and I feel a flickering image pass from her to her husband. **We receive the offer in the spirit in which it was intended. Now please, come inside. We are eager to hear all about your adventures on Earth.**
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