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Yeah that little detail was made clear to me if you read my following posts.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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May I ask where this is from?
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Huh. Happy 29th birthday to me.
Family Day (part 4)
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- Hampden Park
23rd April
19:52 GMT +3
"So, just to make sure that I understand completely-."
"I doubt that you'll ever manage that."
Tartarus hasn't become any less relentlessly pitch black since my last visit, but this time I'm expecting it. Donna and I have construct visors on showing us the landscape as revealed by the rings' sonic pings. I remember her saying that she could just ask Tartarus to let her see but that doesn't seem politic with Melinoë right there. We took a sharp right just inside the gate and haven't seen hide nor hand of Cottus.
"The gods of many pantheons get into a huge fight with their forebears and eventually cast them down. Tartarus -some sort of primeval darkness Titan- got bound and used as a maximum security prison. Erebos… Who was also some sort of primeval darkness Titan..?"
There's a pause and I'm going to assume that Melinoë is rolling her eyes. My sonic pings aren't that precise. "Darkness isn't just darkness, Human."
"Of course. How silly of me." I pause to give her a chance to respond, but nothing is forthcoming. "Erebos gets bound and anchored to several different points with the four gates: one for regular dead folk, one for mortals particularly favoured by the gods, another to the Dreaming and the fourth to Tartarus. Hades also hooks himself up to Erebos, making him much more powerful than most of the other Olympians."
"Except Uncle Zeus and Uncle Poseidon, yes."
"Alright. First question: are you tied to Erebos in the same way?"
"No. Well. Sort of."
"Thank you for that wonderfully clear and helpful answer."
Our heads whip around as we both hear Donna giggle.
"I'm not tied to Erebos in the same way Father is. But he had so much of Erebos' magic in him when he.. sired me, that my own magic is… Similar. Sort of."
"I thought that everyone down here was-."
"I'm not dead! I don't need to have my vital breath replaced with bits of Titan!"
"Rightyho. Is Erebos still alive?"
"We think so. Obviously he doesn't talk to us, but the magic flows inside his body are too.. organic, for it to be completely determined by Father pulling it around."
"And Tartarus?"
"Probably."
"Because if something squirrelly happened here, asking the prison would be a good way to-."
"Hah! How could you possibly trust anything he said?"
"We could see if other sources corroborate his version of events, but okay. Is Hades tied to his magics as well?"
"No. Every bit of spare power Tartarus has goes into the bindings keeping the Titans trapped. And the other punishments going."
"Other punishments?"
"Sometimes some stupid mortal does something that gets Zeus so angry he sends them here as well."
"I thought that Hades had released-."
"He released the ones in the Punishment Fields. He can't overrule Zeus. These ones are staying put."
Makes sense I suppose. Alright, so Hades is powered by Erebos. That might throw off whatever results I could get from his blood sample. But his brothers are as powerful as he is. So… Poseidon… Oceanus? Don't know who Zeus could be using. Probably not polite to ask… I mean, I'm guessing Cronus himself, but I imagine that Zeus is already fairly angry with me and since the answer might well be 'all of the rest' I'm not going to push my luck.
"What exactly are we looking for?" I stop, frowning at Donna. Was that inten-? "I mean, where are we going?"
"Gyges, hopefully. Are we close enough?"
"Probably."
"Right then." I generate a pile driver construct and slam it into the ground. Pause, look around… Nothing. I retract the piston and slam it down ag-.
Earth cascades upwards as giant… I'm going to guess hands, it's a bit soon to tell with any certainty. Giant hands pull themselves free of the Tartarian ground. Unlike those belonging to his brother, these are thin-fingered, each disproportionately thin digit having at least eight points of articulation. Four point 'forwards' and a further two point in the opposite direction. No arms, just strange floating hands. As with Cottus there are a vast array of different sizes and.. shapes. I didn't notice with Cottus but some of these are armoured and others look smoother and softer.
And he hasn't thrown anything yet, which is hopeful.
As we watch, hands come together, fingers wrapping around other fingers to build a structure. Golly… Gosh. That's big. Oh, I see. No messing around making faces here, he's just making a massive humanoid.
Really massive. Cake massive.
"Princess and guests." His voice is decidedly odd, accompanied by a constant sound of hard surfaces banging and scraping against one another. "Welcome to my bailiwick. Do you wish to inspect the prisoners?"
"No. I know that you're keeping watch. My…" His huge head swings towards me. "Guest, has a few questions about your brother Cottus."
"I will not betray his confidences, but otherwise I will speak."
"Last time I came to Tartarus, it was to speak to him. He attacked me and I fled. Do you know why?"
"No."
I get ready to fly rapidly away, just in case. "I mentioned something about a living woman being made from clay."
The giant face has no real expression, just makes more clicks as the hands move around one another. "I do not know this magic."
"Does your mother? "
"Yes. Certainly."
"Does Cottus?"
"If he does, I have never seen him use it."
Fair enough. "If Cronus has been trapped here, how is it that he was able to create Deva?"
The hand man… I think that's supposed to be a glare. "He bound some of what little power is left to him to his own blood and spilled it on the ground to prevent it from being drained. We have already been chastised for this failure in our watch."
"Enough to create a whole person? A demigoddess in her own right?"
There's a pause and I'm mentally preparing to run again. "No. That power was stolen from our mother."
I frown, though I doubt that he can see it. "How?"
"Sympathetic magic."
"What did he use as the focus?"
"A small and stolen part of my brother's flesh."
I close my right hand around the small chip of Cottus I found near the entrance where my railguns hit him during my last visit. And suddenly everything starts to make a little more sense.
19:52 GMT +3
"So, just to make sure that I understand completely-."
"I doubt that you'll ever manage that."
Tartarus hasn't become any less relentlessly pitch black since my last visit, but this time I'm expecting it. Donna and I have construct visors on showing us the landscape as revealed by the rings' sonic pings. I remember her saying that she could just ask Tartarus to let her see but that doesn't seem politic with Melinoë right there. We took a sharp right just inside the gate and haven't seen hide nor hand of Cottus.
"The gods of many pantheons get into a huge fight with their forebears and eventually cast them down. Tartarus -some sort of primeval darkness Titan- got bound and used as a maximum security prison. Erebos… Who was also some sort of primeval darkness Titan..?"
There's a pause and I'm going to assume that Melinoë is rolling her eyes. My sonic pings aren't that precise. "Darkness isn't just darkness, Human."
"Of course. How silly of me." I pause to give her a chance to respond, but nothing is forthcoming. "Erebos gets bound and anchored to several different points with the four gates: one for regular dead folk, one for mortals particularly favoured by the gods, another to the Dreaming and the fourth to Tartarus. Hades also hooks himself up to Erebos, making him much more powerful than most of the other Olympians."
"Except Uncle Zeus and Uncle Poseidon, yes."
"Alright. First question: are you tied to Erebos in the same way?"
"No. Well. Sort of."
"Thank you for that wonderfully clear and helpful answer."
Our heads whip around as we both hear Donna giggle.
"I'm not tied to Erebos in the same way Father is. But he had so much of Erebos' magic in him when he.. sired me, that my own magic is… Similar. Sort of."
"I thought that everyone down here was-."
"I'm not dead! I don't need to have my vital breath replaced with bits of Titan!"
"Rightyho. Is Erebos still alive?"
"We think so. Obviously he doesn't talk to us, but the magic flows inside his body are too.. organic, for it to be completely determined by Father pulling it around."
"And Tartarus?"
"Probably."
"Because if something squirrelly happened here, asking the prison would be a good way to-."
"Hah! How could you possibly trust anything he said?"
"We could see if other sources corroborate his version of events, but okay. Is Hades tied to his magics as well?"
"No. Every bit of spare power Tartarus has goes into the bindings keeping the Titans trapped. And the other punishments going."
"Other punishments?"
"Sometimes some stupid mortal does something that gets Zeus so angry he sends them here as well."
"I thought that Hades had released-."
"He released the ones in the Punishment Fields. He can't overrule Zeus. These ones are staying put."
Makes sense I suppose. Alright, so Hades is powered by Erebos. That might throw off whatever results I could get from his blood sample. But his brothers are as powerful as he is. So… Poseidon… Oceanus? Don't know who Zeus could be using. Probably not polite to ask… I mean, I'm guessing Cronus himself, but I imagine that Zeus is already fairly angry with me and since the answer might well be 'all of the rest' I'm not going to push my luck.
"What exactly are we looking for?" I stop, frowning at Donna. Was that inten-? "I mean, where are we going?"
"Gyges, hopefully. Are we close enough?"
"Probably."
"Right then." I generate a pile driver construct and slam it into the ground. Pause, look around… Nothing. I retract the piston and slam it down ag-.
Earth cascades upwards as giant… I'm going to guess hands, it's a bit soon to tell with any certainty. Giant hands pull themselves free of the Tartarian ground. Unlike those belonging to his brother, these are thin-fingered, each disproportionately thin digit having at least eight points of articulation. Four point 'forwards' and a further two point in the opposite direction. No arms, just strange floating hands. As with Cottus there are a vast array of different sizes and.. shapes. I didn't notice with Cottus but some of these are armoured and others look smoother and softer.
And he hasn't thrown anything yet, which is hopeful.
As we watch, hands come together, fingers wrapping around other fingers to build a structure. Golly… Gosh. That's big. Oh, I see. No messing around making faces here, he's just making a massive humanoid.
Really massive. Cake massive.
"Princess and guests." His voice is decidedly odd, accompanied by a constant sound of hard surfaces banging and scraping against one another. "Welcome to my bailiwick. Do you wish to inspect the prisoners?"
"No. I know that you're keeping watch. My…" His huge head swings towards me. "Guest, has a few questions about your brother Cottus."
"I will not betray his confidences, but otherwise I will speak."
"Last time I came to Tartarus, it was to speak to him. He attacked me and I fled. Do you know why?"
"No."
I get ready to fly rapidly away, just in case. "I mentioned something about a living woman being made from clay."
The giant face has no real expression, just makes more clicks as the hands move around one another. "I do not know this magic."
"Does your mother? "
"Yes. Certainly."
"Does Cottus?"
"If he does, I have never seen him use it."
Fair enough. "If Cronus has been trapped here, how is it that he was able to create Deva?"
The hand man… I think that's supposed to be a glare. "He bound some of what little power is left to him to his own blood and spilled it on the ground to prevent it from being drained. We have already been chastised for this failure in our watch."
"Enough to create a whole person? A demigoddess in her own right?"
There's a pause and I'm mentally preparing to run again. "No. That power was stolen from our mother."
I frown, though I doubt that he can see it. "How?"
"Sympathetic magic."
"What did he use as the focus?"
"A small and stolen part of my brother's flesh."
I close my right hand around the small chip of Cottus I found near the entrance where my railguns hit him during my last visit. And suddenly everything starts to make a little more sense.
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So, basically, all the powerful Olympians aren't even fully jumped-up-elementals, they are just syphoning almost all of their power from trapped jumped-up-elementals they beat before?
And then there's that whole 'Prometheus and Sisyphus might still be down here' thing which Paul should probably look into.
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They never claimed to be all powerful, and it is implied that not all of them are overcharged in this way. Also, it probably isn't almost all of their power as they were able to win the fight in the first place.
Yes, but it probably isn't urgent. They've been down there a while, and Sisyphus might well not be having as bad a time of it as you think.
PostwarGryphon
Traveller of Planes
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- Australia
Still a little bit lost but I'm sure all will be revealed in due time.
Massgamer
Advance toward the Future
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- The Future
Same here but like said hope things are explained more.
NemiTheNen
Perpetual Phone Poster
Prometheus isn't. He was already released in mythology
Prometheus knew that by a certain woman Zeus would beget a son, who was to dethrone his father, and Zeus wanted to have a more accurate knowledge of this decree of fate. But Prometheus steadfastly refused to reveal the decree of fate, whereupon Zeus, by a thunderbolt, sent Prometheus, together with the rock to which he was chained, into Tartarus (Horat. Carm. ii. 18, 35). After the lapse of a long time, Prometheus returned to the upper world, to endure a fresh course of suffering, for he was now fastened to mount Caucasus, and tormented by an eagle, which every day, or every third day, devoured his liver, which was restored again in the night (Apollon. Rhod. ii. 1247, &c. iii. 853; Strab. xv. p. 688 ; Philostr. Vit. Apoll. ii. 3; Hygin. Poet. Astr. ii. 15; Aeschyl. Prom. 1015, &c.). This state of suffering was to last until some other god, of his own accord, should take his place, and descend into Tartarus for him (Prom. 1025). This came to pass when Cheiron, who had been incurably wounded by an arrow of Heracles, desired to go into Hades; and Zeus allowed him to supply the place of Prometheus (Apollod. ii. 5. § 4; comp. Cheiron). According to others, however, Zeus himself delivered Prometheus, when at length the Titan was prevailed upon to reveal to Zeus the decree of fate, that, if he should become by Thetis the either of a son, that son should deprive him of the sovereignty. (Serv. ad Virg. Eclog. vi. 42 ; Apollod. iii. 13. § 5; Hygin. Fab. 54; comp. Aeschyl. Prom. 167, &c. 376.)
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- Oblivion
Makes sense, they need to drain the TItans magic to keep them imprisoned, so why not put that magic to use in nearly doubling their own power.
Mizu
Software Developer
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- Victoria, Australia
Error here?
Angle
Release Candidate Enby
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Should this perhaps be "mother's flesh"?
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- madison
ah, diana was created the same way. I doubt cottus was a willing donor for this. Not sure whey he would be so enraged by this, but maybe he considers it a type of violation?
aeqnai
Nerdy Homu
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- She/Her
I doubt it, and I think that's exactly the point. Why do you think the subject got Cottus so pissed last time?
shepsquared
Erratic Aussie
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- Melbourne, Australia
Huh. I always heard Hercules was the on who freed Prometheus
He also got punished for it last time.
Zeus is obviousy using Uranus. That's why he's the biggest asshole.
*badum-tish*
I'll let myself out.
*badum-tish*
I'll let myself out.
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Angle
Release Candidate Enby
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I thought this was two separate incidents, one of which made
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Thank you, corrected.
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Did you mean Deva (devastation) instead of Rhea? Rhea is the wife of Cronus and the daughter of Ouranus and Gaea so I don't think the way she was made has anything to do with what's happening here.
Anyway, in this chapter it was revealed that Deva, being the evil (well, titanic) version of Wonder Woman, was created by Cronus using a piece of Cottus (Gyges' brother) to tap into the power of Gaea as she has the ability to make clay people. Considering that Cottus was apparently involved with making Wonder Woman it's safe to say that she was made in the same way, though someone other than Cronus was likely supplying the power. Now all we need to know is who supplied the power. I doubt Hippolyta did all this herself without any divine assistance or knowledge but at the same time it's unlikely that all the gods know about it because then it wouldn't be much of a secret.
Basically, Cottus was angry because divine secrets/politics and while it's clear that he didn't "sire" Diana we still need to know if there was anyone else involved and who they were.
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Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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So someone stole some of Gaea's power through Cottus in order to make Diana. Suppose it makes sense. The question now is who did it, how Alkyone knew about this, and why no one else does. If the original motives were sinister, then those goals have obviously failed because WW isn't exactly villainous. If they weren't sinister, why hide them? Seems odd all around.
It doesn't sound like he actually fired on the last visit.
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