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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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SaltyWaffles
I am dissapoint, son
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There are a lot of problems with this approach.
1) It'd completely throw society on its head. Suddenly, everyone has superspeed. Why bother with a car, unless you need to take a child or a bunch of cargo? Or a plane, unless you're going overseas? How do Russia's neighbors enforce their borders when Russians can zoom past the border faster than the guards can perceive? How do you stop crime that occurs so fast that cameras can't see anything? How do you handle pedestrian traffic? What would all of this do to the economy?
2) Cost. Manufacturing enough formula for millions upon millions of people in a reasonable time frame is a huge undertaking.
3) Transition period. For quite some time, some people will get the formula well before others. What determines this? What safeguards it from being abused?
4) Military escalation. Suddenly, Russia's entire military has superspeed (or is bulletproof). The world falls into a massive arms race, only this time, it's with society-upturning human enhancement and experimentation.
5) Lack of understanding. Sure, they know what the formula does, but how it works is completely unknown to them. Are you really going to radically alter your entire population based on a process that is a total black box to you? Do you really think your entire population is going to accept that?
- Location
- Argentina
That was before Oh El leveled up, I don't think removing the formula for him nowadays would be harder that what she did to temporary heal the goddess of misery.
Remember that Oh El early experiments were before he got the heart of greed as his soul.
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- Somewhere out there
Paragon OL doesn't know soul-based trickery beyond emotional sight. Grayven MIGHT be able to remove Garrick, but I'm fairly certain Paul can't even now.
(They also prefer it if you spell their capital city "Kyiv" instead of "Kiev.")
Ukraine formally denounced the use of "the" in their name 20+ years ago. British commentators were the slowest to pick up on this (Americans were almost as bad) so there's a good reason why the character would have a habit of saying "the Ukraine" instead of just "Ukraine," but Ukrainian nationalism really revved up around the Crimean conflict, which had already started before the SI left Earth Prime. Depending on how worried the SI is about being diplomatic to the country in question, this might be a point he would have been briefed on.
(They also prefer it if you spell their capital city "Kyiv" instead of "Kiev.")
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Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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- Baton Rouge
If higher thought processes speed up in proportion to how fast you are moving, as reaction times have to already, then cars and things would still be used because it would take the same amount of subjective time to travel long distances as it does walking/running normally. The Flash can run across an ocean, and while it may take only a short amount of objective time, it would be really boring for the Flash to run that far when he sees himself as moving at human running speed.
If he could do that, and I think we can assume OL knows everything he gained the ability to do with enlightenment, then he would have removed the impure Garrick formula from Wallace and given him the pure version. Since that hasn't happened, we can assume he doesn't have the ability to remove alchemical formulas.
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- Hampden Park
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Jamie Roberts
Hávamál 127
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I have to agree with Zoat here, an English word with that pronunciation wouldn't be spelled that way, and if Germany can't even get us to call them anything similar to "Deutschland" then I'm certainly not spelling Kiev with a "Y". I'm getting annoyed about how everyone spells "Irak" with a "Q" for some god-forsaken-reason just thinking about this.
Kevin Mackey
Dea Imperator
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- Holy of Holies
That's kinda an awkward fragment there. Did you mean to do that as some sort of stylistic choice?
I suspect the Apokoliptian version of 'putting one over my knee' looks like this:
I suspect it varies widely from world/civilization/species to world/civilization/species.
Some people just flag down a Space Cabbie
From when the console wars went hot I assume.I suspect the Apokoliptian version of 'putting one over my knee' looks like this:
yeah, that image was edited back when the PS4 and Xbox1 were first demo'd at the big electronics show (who's name is hovering at the tip of my tongue but refusing to resolve). It's not my work but I thought it was funny and added it to my photobucket, so I knew where to find it.
- Location
- California
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- He/Him
Ooh, that can't be allowed to happen. I've read up on what happens if you try to get an adult to date Robin at this age. Batman goes completely berserk and ends up trying to kill the person, and you need to stop him. If he succeeds one of two things will happen. If you're lucky, your copy of the game gets completely reset to factory specs and you lose all date. If your unlucky, it unlocks the deep-hidden mode 'The Darkest Timeline' and you pretty much need to kill Batman as fast as possible, before he mind controls the rest of the league, takes over the earth, and kills all criminals. And criminal is now you, since it is illegal to not support Batman.
And all of that takes about a week. After a month, he breaks out the nanobots and sets up the Bat-Overmind in order to prep for taking over the universe, at which point your game breaks irrevocably.
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- Somewhere out there
I don't disagree. I WORK with a team of Ukrainians so I'm going to honor the way they spell it themselves, but I do think it's a little frivolous. But my point in bringing it up is that someone actively looking out for diplomatic concerns would have a good chance of being briefed on or at least exposed to it.
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- australia
i wonder how that'd work, on a biological level.
i remember watching a documentary several years ago about muscle fibre distribution, and there was something about something as simple as the pattern/alignment of the fibres having a notable effect on an individuals peak/potential endurance even without extreme muscle mass gains, according to at least one theory...
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Zigzag (part 6)
- Location
- Hampden Park
4th May
19:44 GMT +10
One of the Russian archivists assigned to help us drops another box of files on the table in front of us, sending a cloud of dust into the air.
Oh joy.
Richard looks up and winces slightly. "That's thirty seven boxes of receipts and expense forms."
Wallace turns another page in the research journal he's looking through, a filament from the ring allowing him to read the Cyrillic script. "I thought they were Communist. Shouldn't all that have been 'given according to their need'?"
I lift off the box lid and have the rings float out the first folder. "The Soviet Union had to spend quite a lot of time and effort forcing people to keep working within the bounds of a theoretically utopian but basically nonsensical economic system. Modern Russian nationalism is much more rational."
The rings get to work scanning the receipts and purchase orders, adding the data to what I've collected so far. They're bringing us everything directly related to the project which created the Blue and Red Trinities, which isn't exactly a small amount given that the project started in the twenties and wasn't formally terminated until the sixties. We don't know exactly what they were doing in the twenties given that that was years before Mister Garrick first developed the Garrick Formula. My Hail Mary guess is that it has something to do with the Danner Formula, but all I've got to go on is petrol requisition orders and given what was happening in Russia during the twenties it's a minor miracle I've got those.
Wallace looks up at me. "Can't you just load all that into your brain?"
"Last time I did something like that I spent weeks uncontrollably muttering quotes in Themysciran Greek. I don't speak Themysciran Greek. Any progress?"
He shakes his head. "They kept pretty thorough lab notes, but none of this has anything to do with the Garrick Formula. Hey, you know what a 'Sopernik' is?"
Richard leans in to look over his shoulder. "'Sopernik' means 'rival'. But it's a Russian word, the power ring should translate it for you."
"Not if it's being used as a proper name. Or a code name."
Richard looks sceptical. "How does the ring know?"
"I'll ask the Controllers for you. But if you think about it, so many words' meanings change depending on context that power ring translation systems would have to be able to pick up on it somehow."
"I guess. What does it say about the 'Rival'?"
"Not much. If it was a person, then they're responsible for a lotta these experiments getting performed. This is.. nineteen fifty two."
"Were they someone working in the army?"
"It's a lab diary, Rob. It's not going to say anything like that."
Richard starts pacing. "Okay, so how many people who were around in the fifties had super speed?"
"Johnny Quick, Jay Garrick, Max Mercury, Edward Clariss… Probably a bunch of other people whose names we don't know. I mean, Marvel and Adom get very high flight speeds and fast reflexes from Shazam… Sally Sonic was still a legitimate superhero then and her peak airspeed is supersonic."
"So the odd one out…"
"Might well be one of the ones we've never heard of. We still don't know the names of all of the Red Shadow operatives, to say nothing of metahumans and magic users who might have been scooped up in the Soviet Union's metahuman development program."
Richard sighs. "Yeah, but if I start with Clariss at least I've got somewhere to start. He dropped off the radar in nineteen forty nine. Do we have anything for nineteen forty nine?"
"No." / "Nothing that helps."
The three of us look at Canis.
And we keep looking. A few moments later he lays the bundle of written orders he's reviewing down on the table and looks up at us. "Have I done something to displease our masters?"
Richard shrugs. "Trying to pounce on Rocket Red wasn't exactly League standard operating procedure."
"He was showing you off to the Russian Lowlies like prize farm animals. It was degrading."
Wallace frowns with eyebrows raised. "It's a photo-op, dude. Lets people know that we're on the case. Whatever it is and…" Another box of files is deposited next to him. "However long it takes."
"But we're warriors. Not scriveners. Do they not have slaves for things like this? Lantern, those fat orange things you used as expendable infantry?"
"Praexis Demons can barely speak. I'm pretty sure they can't read and I don't think I'd be inclined to trust them if they could."
"Robin, surely the Batman has peons whom we could rely upon to do-?"
Richard shakes his head. "I don't know what you think Batman does, but back in Gotham we usually use a computer indexing program for things like this. When the data isn't on computer… This is just how long it takes."
Wallace nods. "The Flash can read through a mountain of stuff really fast, but that only works for finding key words. He doesn't remember much of what he read afterwards."
"In other words, suck it up. Or, find something faster and we can stop sooner."
Richard fiddles with his computer some more while I continue tabulating receipts. Nothing's exactly standing out, but I suppose that I'd need to know a lot more about material availability during that period to really evaluate that. "Have you guys seen anything about what happened to Blue Trinity yet?"
"I've got some blood tests from the sixties."
"Nothing here. Probably." I'm getting a rough idea of the sorts of thing that might have been going on at particular sites. The link between test animals no longer being ordered in and pest control chemicals being ordered in large quantities nearly makes me chuckle.
Nearly.
"So.. how sure are we that they're actually dead?"
"We're not. But…" I look at Wallace. "You said that the animals they tested the incomplete formula on stopped getting worse if they were prevented from moving, right?"
"Ye-ah..?"
"So… They'd be quite old. And they'd have to have been sedated pretty much continuously… Ah, Canis, have you got anything about what they did after failing to prevent Red Trinity defecting?"
"There was a hearing, then they were ordered back to their original test centre near Khonuu. Nothing beyond that."
Wallace, Richard and I look at one another. Wallace voices the question first. "You don't think they're still there, do you?"
I tap the intercom. "Sergeant Pushkin, do you have permission to tell us where Blue Trinity are?"
"Permission, yes, but I don't know that. I had assumed that they were dead. Do you want me to ask the Director?"
"And we can go anywhere relating to the Russian super speed study program, right?"
"Unless my orders are changed, yes. But, those files must stay in this building, for security reasons."
"Can we leave them out and come back to them?"
"Yes, of course."
I take my hand off the intercom and raise my eyebrows at Wallace. He shakes his head. "Even if they are there, I don't know how it helps me."
"I can do power ring scans on someone further along the decay path. And I can get Sephtian to do the same. Look, whatever answers we can get out of this-" I look over the file boxes. "-are buried here somewhere and finding them could take weeks. Pursuing another avenue of investigation might be more productive."
"I guess." He pushes the lab diary away slightly. "Though I'm not sure that meeting the worst case scenario is gunna do much to make me feel better about all this."
19:44 GMT +10
One of the Russian archivists assigned to help us drops another box of files on the table in front of us, sending a cloud of dust into the air.
Oh joy.
Richard looks up and winces slightly. "That's thirty seven boxes of receipts and expense forms."
Wallace turns another page in the research journal he's looking through, a filament from the ring allowing him to read the Cyrillic script. "I thought they were Communist. Shouldn't all that have been 'given according to their need'?"
I lift off the box lid and have the rings float out the first folder. "The Soviet Union had to spend quite a lot of time and effort forcing people to keep working within the bounds of a theoretically utopian but basically nonsensical economic system. Modern Russian nationalism is much more rational."
The rings get to work scanning the receipts and purchase orders, adding the data to what I've collected so far. They're bringing us everything directly related to the project which created the Blue and Red Trinities, which isn't exactly a small amount given that the project started in the twenties and wasn't formally terminated until the sixties. We don't know exactly what they were doing in the twenties given that that was years before Mister Garrick first developed the Garrick Formula. My Hail Mary guess is that it has something to do with the Danner Formula, but all I've got to go on is petrol requisition orders and given what was happening in Russia during the twenties it's a minor miracle I've got those.
Wallace looks up at me. "Can't you just load all that into your brain?"
"Last time I did something like that I spent weeks uncontrollably muttering quotes in Themysciran Greek. I don't speak Themysciran Greek. Any progress?"
He shakes his head. "They kept pretty thorough lab notes, but none of this has anything to do with the Garrick Formula. Hey, you know what a 'Sopernik' is?"
Richard leans in to look over his shoulder. "'Sopernik' means 'rival'. But it's a Russian word, the power ring should translate it for you."
"Not if it's being used as a proper name. Or a code name."
Richard looks sceptical. "How does the ring know?"
"I'll ask the Controllers for you. But if you think about it, so many words' meanings change depending on context that power ring translation systems would have to be able to pick up on it somehow."
"I guess. What does it say about the 'Rival'?"
"Not much. If it was a person, then they're responsible for a lotta these experiments getting performed. This is.. nineteen fifty two."
"Were they someone working in the army?"
"It's a lab diary, Rob. It's not going to say anything like that."
Richard starts pacing. "Okay, so how many people who were around in the fifties had super speed?"
"Johnny Quick, Jay Garrick, Max Mercury, Edward Clariss… Probably a bunch of other people whose names we don't know. I mean, Marvel and Adom get very high flight speeds and fast reflexes from Shazam… Sally Sonic was still a legitimate superhero then and her peak airspeed is supersonic."
"So the odd one out…"
"Might well be one of the ones we've never heard of. We still don't know the names of all of the Red Shadow operatives, to say nothing of metahumans and magic users who might have been scooped up in the Soviet Union's metahuman development program."
Richard sighs. "Yeah, but if I start with Clariss at least I've got somewhere to start. He dropped off the radar in nineteen forty nine. Do we have anything for nineteen forty nine?"
"No." / "Nothing that helps."
The three of us look at Canis.
And we keep looking. A few moments later he lays the bundle of written orders he's reviewing down on the table and looks up at us. "Have I done something to displease our masters?"
Richard shrugs. "Trying to pounce on Rocket Red wasn't exactly League standard operating procedure."
"He was showing you off to the Russian Lowlies like prize farm animals. It was degrading."
Wallace frowns with eyebrows raised. "It's a photo-op, dude. Lets people know that we're on the case. Whatever it is and…" Another box of files is deposited next to him. "However long it takes."
"But we're warriors. Not scriveners. Do they not have slaves for things like this? Lantern, those fat orange things you used as expendable infantry?"
"Praexis Demons can barely speak. I'm pretty sure they can't read and I don't think I'd be inclined to trust them if they could."
"Robin, surely the Batman has peons whom we could rely upon to do-?"
Richard shakes his head. "I don't know what you think Batman does, but back in Gotham we usually use a computer indexing program for things like this. When the data isn't on computer… This is just how long it takes."
Wallace nods. "The Flash can read through a mountain of stuff really fast, but that only works for finding key words. He doesn't remember much of what he read afterwards."
"In other words, suck it up. Or, find something faster and we can stop sooner."
Richard fiddles with his computer some more while I continue tabulating receipts. Nothing's exactly standing out, but I suppose that I'd need to know a lot more about material availability during that period to really evaluate that. "Have you guys seen anything about what happened to Blue Trinity yet?"
"I've got some blood tests from the sixties."
"Nothing here. Probably." I'm getting a rough idea of the sorts of thing that might have been going on at particular sites. The link between test animals no longer being ordered in and pest control chemicals being ordered in large quantities nearly makes me chuckle.
Nearly.
"So.. how sure are we that they're actually dead?"
"We're not. But…" I look at Wallace. "You said that the animals they tested the incomplete formula on stopped getting worse if they were prevented from moving, right?"
"Ye-ah..?"
"So… They'd be quite old. And they'd have to have been sedated pretty much continuously… Ah, Canis, have you got anything about what they did after failing to prevent Red Trinity defecting?"
"There was a hearing, then they were ordered back to their original test centre near Khonuu. Nothing beyond that."
Wallace, Richard and I look at one another. Wallace voices the question first. "You don't think they're still there, do you?"
I tap the intercom. "Sergeant Pushkin, do you have permission to tell us where Blue Trinity are?"
"Permission, yes, but I don't know that. I had assumed that they were dead. Do you want me to ask the Director?"
"And we can go anywhere relating to the Russian super speed study program, right?"
"Unless my orders are changed, yes. But, those files must stay in this building, for security reasons."
"Can we leave them out and come back to them?"
"Yes, of course."
I take my hand off the intercom and raise my eyebrows at Wallace. He shakes his head. "Even if they are there, I don't know how it helps me."
"I can do power ring scans on someone further along the decay path. And I can get Sephtian to do the same. Look, whatever answers we can get out of this-" I look over the file boxes. "-are buried here somewhere and finding them could take weeks. Pursuing another avenue of investigation might be more productive."
"I guess." He pushes the lab diary away slightly. "Though I'm not sure that meeting the worst case scenario is gunna do much to make me feel better about all this."
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- Location
- Australia
I'm guessing they'll see some action at the original test centre.
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- California
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People, how many times must I say this. Wally and Dick are underage.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
- Location
- Baton Rouge
So why can't OL stick all the data in the rings, then have everyone brainstorm queries until they get what they want? The ring isn't great about imprecise commands, but it's much better than a computer, and they wouldn't have to manually read through the pages. KF could ask it to search for chemical formulas that are similar to the Garrick formula, they could make graphs of lots of things to notice patterns, and it should overall make everything go faster. So long as the stuff is reasonably well labeled, it shouldn't be a problem.
Jackercracks
In a British accent
- Location
- England
Only if you play the vanilla version. The second expansion pack lets you age The Team during the time warp mission and opens up a lot more romantic options. Should have bought the DLC, peasant.People, how many times must I say this. Wally and Dick are underage.
Dakkan Sall
Random Encounter
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- On the world map
So, they're going to head off to a Soviet-era metahuman testing facility of currently unknown status ('abandoned'/repurposed/etc...), looking into a late Cold War human enhancement program to see if any of the potentially unstable subjects or remaining personnel/files are around to answer questions or provide samples.
Par for the course, then.
Par for the course, then.
Massgamer
Advance toward the Future
- Location
- The Future
Edward Clariss aka Rival.
Now that is certainly concerning.
Guess they ran into the trouble of dealing with rats that have super speed.
My bet they were put in some kind of cryo stasis which would keep them still and alive.
Fluffy
Destroyer of.......most worlds
- Location
- High Earth Orbit
my guess is they will find a sentient species of super fast communist lab rats.
- Location
- California
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- He/Him
I am an age purist. I found that DLC to be distasteful, and pandering to the people who wanted to bone Zatanna, but were unwilling to feel the wrath of her pissed off father.
Besides, I either just let the relationships fall where they may, or use the Love Is In The Air mod to get the ships I want. The first option makes things feel more natural, and the latter lets me get my OTPs. A win-win.
aeqnai
Nerdy Homu
- Location
- Laniakea Supercluster
- Pronouns
- She/Her
http://dc.wikia.com/wiki/Edward_Clariss_(New_Earth) said:
...Do we need to start a club? Does Sivana know someone stole his origin, for that matter?
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- texas
In Sandman, when Morpheus and his Maltusian lover meet Sol, our sun is very taken with her beauty, with the implication that it's not that maltusians are humanoid, but that humans are maltusianoid as homages to Killala.
And considering she ended up leaving Morpheus for Sto-Oa (Oa's sun), it might be that Killala was a big big hit in the parliament of Suns.
And as I've pointed out before, DC has alien hybrids who have no human ancestry- like Auron, the result of a Psion breeding experiment between two different alien races, or Vril Dox's son by Stealth, so no, humans aren't special in that regard.
As for how human someone has to be to be affected by the danner formula, the danner formula has been shown to work on animals, so the answer is "not human at all" in point of fact.
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