With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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Back up, redo it so it makes more sense. Recycle what you have written if you can, omake what you can't.
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I am now imagining a graphic like that old batman symbol spreading from the center of the screen to the edges and retreating to a new scene, only instead of a bat symbol, it is a game controller, like a orange dual-shock controller.
And suddenly OL is on Malthus in a office with no explanation reporting to Commissioner Controller. Kon gets dragged along to for some reason.
"Holy Hijacking, Orange Lantern!"
"That it is boy Wonder Boy, that it is."
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Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
- Location
- Baton Rouge
Ftfy
Only three Martians in sixty years have wanted to go to Earth enough to make the trip there.
Demeanour (part 13)
- Location
- Hampden Park
20th April
11:26 GMT -5
Since I'm on polite mode, I'm not scanning the interiors of individual Martians. On the other hand, I don't think anyone can reasonably complain about me using automapping in a building this large. Looking at the part of the building I've come into, it looks like the interior is either made of or coated in the same sort of programmable material that M'gann's Bio-Ship is made out of. Interior decoration is in blue and purple, though the meaning -if any- of the patterns is lost on me. There aren't any signs up -because telepaths- and there doesn't appear to be a reception desk.
On the positive side, I'm getting the occasional odd look but no one's actually tried to stop me yet. I've seen and been seen by a few Martians -all Greens- with the red Manhunter 'X' straps… Wait, are those Xs red for Red Martians? Or is it just a coincidence? Don't know. Oh, I can ask M'gann later.
Anyway, red Xs aside, I've also got no idea what the various items of clothing the Martians here are wearing mean. Do they work here? Are they..? Visiting? Petitioning? The rings can easily identify the Red Martians in residence, but I've got no idea which of them is Prince J'emm. I suppose this must be how blind people feel most of the time. I can get around, but this place was clearly designed to be navigated by people with a sense I don't have.
I pick a corridor which leads towards the centre of the building and fly along it. Walking appears to be something people around here don't do to travel long distances. Given Martian legs I suppose that makes sense. I think I remember a Prince Jemm from the comics. Didn't he get kidnapped by a Lex Luthor led incarnation of the Injustice Gang.. and have some sort of magic crystal? I definitely remember something about a crystal on his forehead, but I don't remember whether or not that was what the Joker used to warp reality at the end of the issue. And because I have perfect memory these days, I know that I'm not going to just remember later.
Oh, wonderful, vertical corridors. I remember these from the Telvanni manors in Morrowind. Okay, logic suggests that in a place where everyone can fly the most defensible location would be at the base, preferably under ground level. On the other hand Earth governments usually only go into a bunker if there's an attack in progress. And since he actually lives here… There we go. One Red Martian with a gem of some kind in his forehead near the top of the structure, with more than a few Manhunters between here and there.
Presumably, someone will stop me if I'm heading somewhere I'm really not supposed to be. Now that I know where he (probably) is, I could try going in from the outside. Phase my way in. Mmmm. No.
I step out into space and head upwards. Back downstairs… Downtube, the mix was about fifty fifty Whites to Greens. Assuming the colour I saw was their actual colour of course. Only a couple of Martians in this tube and they're both Green. Too small a sample to mean anything I suppose, but now I'm sort of looking for it. This passageway doesn't go all the way to the top of the structure and it looks like there's some sort of guard post. Martians don't go in for power armour due to the way it would impede their shapeshifting, but I'm seeing telekinesis enhancers and the same reinforced clothing Mister J'onzz wears.
Martian SWAT.
They're all Green, too.
I emerge from the top of the tube and ugh. Okay, they're on the ball. There's a telekinetic field around the exit. I could force my way through it, but a couple of heavies are walking over. They've also altered their bodies for their job: no membranes under the arms and a tougher epidermis and their external volume is slightly less than average as a result. They're knuckle walking but striking with their arms isn't really part of Martian combat.
"Hello there."
No apparent reaction. The telekinetic field may be impeding the sound, or it could be the transition of sound through the atmosphere. Or they might not be using ears. Well, I can't initiate telepathic contact, so until-.
I feel a probe that's notably more forceful than I'm used to outside of training.
**…identification. Continued mental resistance will result in imprisonment, a fine of-.**
**Quite alright chaps and or chapesses. Orange Lantern two eight one four. I'm here to see the Prelate.**
**Uh huh. I'm sure you are. But I'm telling you-** It's fascinating. I genuinely have no idea which of them is speaking. **-that you're going to drop your barriers or I'm going to leave you up there.**
Ring, armour, phase out.
Compliance.
The armour appears around me and immediately the external force is gone. I'm moving through the air and landing in front of them before they can respond. Dismiss armour and there's the force again. **The last Martian who demanded that I drop my mental barriers ended up unconscious when I obeyed. You should have access to the relevant report. Do you really want me to?**
They go completely still. Probably talking to someone telepathically. Hmm. M'gann did tell me that Martian magic users weren't Order order aligned so I'm not all that sure that they'd care about my plans for Nabu. No, I'm keeping my barriers up so that they don't learn about the Burners, whose existence isn't well known but isn't a secret on Earth. Of course, if there was significant travel between Earth and Mars that particular division would fall apart.
**What is the reason you wish to see the Prelate?**
**Two reasons. Firstly, because Mars falls within my area of responsibility and he's best placed to inform me of how I can best use my abilities in Mars' interests.**
I wait. I'm not disappointed.
**And the second?**
**I'm afraid that's a secret. I need to impart it to a member of the Martian government so that they can decide how to deal with the situation surrounding it.**
Another pause. If they were Human, they'd be relaying this to their commanding officer, or possibly their sergeant. They would then make a decision on whether to follow through on their initial impulse to arrest me or to grant me an audience with someone. I'm not really sure what the rank-comparison is, here. I imagine that if an American general wanted to speak to the mayor of a city on short notice that would be arranged in short order. The Green Lanterns haven't spent significant time on Mars and while I might be a 'known' around here thanks to Mister J'onzz I haven't exactly been farming rep.
**The Chief Administrator is prepared to meet you. You will wait here until an escort arrives.**
A Chief Administrator is essentially the Principal Private Secretary to the Prelate. For an introduction, that would be fine. To be honest, better than what I had any right to expect. But, in many places the role is occupied by a Green… And for a potentially world-shattering matter of political philosophy I do sort of need a Red. Even as I think it I realise that sounds every bit as racist as what the Martians do, but Reds genuinely have less fear of fire than the other types and often have training to resist it further. And if I'm going to share my memories of Mister Martian Made Of Fire, then I need someone who isn't going to freak out and broadcast it to the whole city.
**I appreciate the effort required to arrange that on short notice. But I'm afraid that it won't do. I need to speak to a member of the planetary government. The Chief Administrator isn't.** I raise my hands in a theatrical gesture of surrender.. which is.. almost certainly lost on members of a species with no native body language. I lower them again. **But really only the second item needs to go to the Prelate. Once it's in his hands I would be happy to talk about anything else with another official.**
**You are a disagreeable [Complex image I don't really understand but I don't think is supposed to be complimentary] Human.**
That was.. the other one. Whichever one wasn't the first one to address me. **Sorry about that. Is approval likely to take long?**
**It is granted.**
**Thank you. Whereabouts do I go?**
**[Smug grin sensation] Into a holding cell until his Eminence is ready for you.**
**Fair enough. If you'll be so good as to show me to this waiting room?**
11:26 GMT -5
Since I'm on polite mode, I'm not scanning the interiors of individual Martians. On the other hand, I don't think anyone can reasonably complain about me using automapping in a building this large. Looking at the part of the building I've come into, it looks like the interior is either made of or coated in the same sort of programmable material that M'gann's Bio-Ship is made out of. Interior decoration is in blue and purple, though the meaning -if any- of the patterns is lost on me. There aren't any signs up -because telepaths- and there doesn't appear to be a reception desk.
On the positive side, I'm getting the occasional odd look but no one's actually tried to stop me yet. I've seen and been seen by a few Martians -all Greens- with the red Manhunter 'X' straps… Wait, are those Xs red for Red Martians? Or is it just a coincidence? Don't know. Oh, I can ask M'gann later.
Anyway, red Xs aside, I've also got no idea what the various items of clothing the Martians here are wearing mean. Do they work here? Are they..? Visiting? Petitioning? The rings can easily identify the Red Martians in residence, but I've got no idea which of them is Prince J'emm. I suppose this must be how blind people feel most of the time. I can get around, but this place was clearly designed to be navigated by people with a sense I don't have.
I pick a corridor which leads towards the centre of the building and fly along it. Walking appears to be something people around here don't do to travel long distances. Given Martian legs I suppose that makes sense. I think I remember a Prince Jemm from the comics. Didn't he get kidnapped by a Lex Luthor led incarnation of the Injustice Gang.. and have some sort of magic crystal? I definitely remember something about a crystal on his forehead, but I don't remember whether or not that was what the Joker used to warp reality at the end of the issue. And because I have perfect memory these days, I know that I'm not going to just remember later.
Oh, wonderful, vertical corridors. I remember these from the Telvanni manors in Morrowind. Okay, logic suggests that in a place where everyone can fly the most defensible location would be at the base, preferably under ground level. On the other hand Earth governments usually only go into a bunker if there's an attack in progress. And since he actually lives here… There we go. One Red Martian with a gem of some kind in his forehead near the top of the structure, with more than a few Manhunters between here and there.
Presumably, someone will stop me if I'm heading somewhere I'm really not supposed to be. Now that I know where he (probably) is, I could try going in from the outside. Phase my way in. Mmmm. No.
I step out into space and head upwards. Back downstairs… Downtube, the mix was about fifty fifty Whites to Greens. Assuming the colour I saw was their actual colour of course. Only a couple of Martians in this tube and they're both Green. Too small a sample to mean anything I suppose, but now I'm sort of looking for it. This passageway doesn't go all the way to the top of the structure and it looks like there's some sort of guard post. Martians don't go in for power armour due to the way it would impede their shapeshifting, but I'm seeing telekinesis enhancers and the same reinforced clothing Mister J'onzz wears.
Martian SWAT.
They're all Green, too.
I emerge from the top of the tube and ugh. Okay, they're on the ball. There's a telekinetic field around the exit. I could force my way through it, but a couple of heavies are walking over. They've also altered their bodies for their job: no membranes under the arms and a tougher epidermis and their external volume is slightly less than average as a result. They're knuckle walking but striking with their arms isn't really part of Martian combat.
"Hello there."
No apparent reaction. The telekinetic field may be impeding the sound, or it could be the transition of sound through the atmosphere. Or they might not be using ears. Well, I can't initiate telepathic contact, so until-.
I feel a probe that's notably more forceful than I'm used to outside of training.
**…identification. Continued mental resistance will result in imprisonment, a fine of-.**
**Quite alright chaps and or chapesses. Orange Lantern two eight one four. I'm here to see the Prelate.**
**Uh huh. I'm sure you are. But I'm telling you-** It's fascinating. I genuinely have no idea which of them is speaking. **-that you're going to drop your barriers or I'm going to leave you up there.**
Ring, armour, phase out.
Compliance.
The armour appears around me and immediately the external force is gone. I'm moving through the air and landing in front of them before they can respond. Dismiss armour and there's the force again. **The last Martian who demanded that I drop my mental barriers ended up unconscious when I obeyed. You should have access to the relevant report. Do you really want me to?**
They go completely still. Probably talking to someone telepathically. Hmm. M'gann did tell me that Martian magic users weren't Order order aligned so I'm not all that sure that they'd care about my plans for Nabu. No, I'm keeping my barriers up so that they don't learn about the Burners, whose existence isn't well known but isn't a secret on Earth. Of course, if there was significant travel between Earth and Mars that particular division would fall apart.
**What is the reason you wish to see the Prelate?**
**Two reasons. Firstly, because Mars falls within my area of responsibility and he's best placed to inform me of how I can best use my abilities in Mars' interests.**
I wait. I'm not disappointed.
**And the second?**
**I'm afraid that's a secret. I need to impart it to a member of the Martian government so that they can decide how to deal with the situation surrounding it.**
Another pause. If they were Human, they'd be relaying this to their commanding officer, or possibly their sergeant. They would then make a decision on whether to follow through on their initial impulse to arrest me or to grant me an audience with someone. I'm not really sure what the rank-comparison is, here. I imagine that if an American general wanted to speak to the mayor of a city on short notice that would be arranged in short order. The Green Lanterns haven't spent significant time on Mars and while I might be a 'known' around here thanks to Mister J'onzz I haven't exactly been farming rep.
**The Chief Administrator is prepared to meet you. You will wait here until an escort arrives.**
A Chief Administrator is essentially the Principal Private Secretary to the Prelate. For an introduction, that would be fine. To be honest, better than what I had any right to expect. But, in many places the role is occupied by a Green… And for a potentially world-shattering matter of political philosophy I do sort of need a Red. Even as I think it I realise that sounds every bit as racist as what the Martians do, but Reds genuinely have less fear of fire than the other types and often have training to resist it further. And if I'm going to share my memories of Mister Martian Made Of Fire, then I need someone who isn't going to freak out and broadcast it to the whole city.
**I appreciate the effort required to arrange that on short notice. But I'm afraid that it won't do. I need to speak to a member of the planetary government. The Chief Administrator isn't.** I raise my hands in a theatrical gesture of surrender.. which is.. almost certainly lost on members of a species with no native body language. I lower them again. **But really only the second item needs to go to the Prelate. Once it's in his hands I would be happy to talk about anything else with another official.**
**You are a disagreeable [Complex image I don't really understand but I don't think is supposed to be complimentary] Human.**
That was.. the other one. Whichever one wasn't the first one to address me. **Sorry about that. Is approval likely to take long?**
**It is granted.**
**Thank you. Whereabouts do I go?**
**[Smug grin sensation] Into a holding cell until his Eminence is ready for you.**
**Fair enough. If you'll be so good as to show me to this waiting room?**
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Massgamer
Advance toward the Future
- Location
- The Future
Paul does not give a fuck.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
- Location
- Baton Rouge
I'm not entirely sure of the point of those barriers if they can't stop phasing. If phasing is something that school children can learn, the local security not being able to stop it means that they almost might as well not be there.
Stormbringer117
Soulless
- Location
- Australia
"No Prison can hold me"
[Ring Charge depleted]
"Ok maybe it can..."
[Ring Charge depleted]
"Ok maybe it can..."
Some how I see OL getting real, real tired of the run around.
- Location
- Courthouse
Edit: Jemm it is according to Google.
One
Double order?
You forgot to ask them to inform his superiors on Malthus of his arest
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spencer1519
(Verified Heretic)
- Location
- Oregon, USA
Phasing is considered an advanced technique. One that M'gann couldn't initially do at the start of the canon series, but learned during the time skip.
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- Location
- Oblivion
Watch as they leave him in an empty cell for a few hours only to come back and find him sitting on a couch playing video games on a TV.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
- Location
- Baton Rouge
To M'gann. It's something difficult for the equivalent of teenagers. If anyone was actually serious about attacking the Martian government, the scenario security forces are there to protect against, then phasing directly through to the people you want assassinated would be trivially easy.
So you're saying they're almost as useless as airport security?
Mizu
Software Developer
- Location
- Victoria, Australia
One Red
telling you-**
Paul's sure casual about this imprisonment, I must say. Probably comes from being able to escape with ease if needed.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
- Location
- Baton Rouge
You mean the people who put your water bottle in the trash can on the suspicion that it might be a bomb, next to all the other stuff they think might be a bomb, right in the middle of their security and huge lines of people? No, these Martians seem to be actually trying. They don't seem actively, cunningly incompetent in their stated duty.
NexysDhyArchen
Throne Breaker
Interesting to note that Paul seems to have specifically neglected to gather intel on how to best proceed for his objective from a moderately available source: J'onn. I'd wonder why Paul didn't think to ask the one Manhunter on Earth on how he should go about getting contact with Martian Officials, if I wasn't completely sure the answer would be 'he didn't want/think to'.
spencer1519
(Verified Heretic)
- Location
- Oregon, USA
Considering the average Martian citizen seems to have difficulty figuring out finger nails, I don't think phasing is all that common.
And if it is common, then the guards were right there to deal with it if he turned out to be hostile. Guards who presumably could also phase.
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We don't know that Martian phasing and his armor's phasing are affected by the same countermeasures, anyway. The techniques involved are probably quite different. And as Martian phasing is telekinesis based, a TK barrier might well be highly effective against it and not work t all against many other phasing methods.
Typos:
It's his style. In social/official matters at least half the time he just barges in and figures out the accepted customs later.
Typos:
"known"
"placed"
- Location
- Hampden Park
It isn't. M'gann is very good at what she does, and Martian phasing is noticeably different to the system the SI uses.
- Location
- Hampden Park
Thank you, corrected.
Massgamer
Advance toward the Future
- Location
- The Future
I feel like this is missing a word like 'but' between 'here' and 'don't.'
I think he was probably hoping the Martians will be reasonable.
Until the welcome party decided to go with the"Drop your pants and bend over" mental equivalent of a security shakedown.
I mean its kind of the like a metal detector going off, the hand scanner going off around a guy's head and he says "I have a metal plate in my head."
To which the security guard responds with "Take it out."
u wot m8.
So now comes the hilarity of delays, runarounds, and "lolol a human."
- Location
- australia
still more useful then backscatter X-ray
*edit* for context the scanners turned out to be hilariously easy to defeat, and the Senator who originally pushed for them to be installed owned stock in the manufacturer >.>
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The full sentence makes perfect sense to me.
He's saying that Martians don't travel long distances by walking.
Typo:
"preferably"
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