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But that's a body that runs on biology.

Why would something that exists as a metaphysical energy state be able to do the same?'

The only way I would think a Soul could forget something would be if the bit of energy that makes up that memory was stolen from it or destroyed.
Vaermina, you are whining.
You think souls should work in a certain way, and are acting butt hurt upset Zoat is not portraying them this way in this story.

This is a childish and unsupported viewpoint.
Why should your pet theories on how the afterlife works have any bearing on anything, ever? What real life support do you have for your position other than your own biases?

This is like someone coming in complaining the hell torture scene because souls do not exist, or Hell is being portrayed wrong, and Satan actually rewards Nazis, serial killers, and actuaries. Because they have some preconceived notion and are offended the story is "doing it wrong"

When we have a dearth of real life evidence either way, and Zoat lifted a lot of these story elements directly from the Hellblazer series to flesh out this version of Earth-16. You are complaining about the initial state of the world written by someone else before the SI even got involved.

So, unless Zoat has been internally inconsistent with some elements in this story, please refrain from bitching about about the basic setting conceits for no reason. For example, in this particular matter, souls have been presented this way for a while, and referenced in multiple places, and the plot has developed from this being part of the setting.

What do you expect Zoat to do here, anyway? If you don't expect him to do change anything, then you are just shitting on the work and need to zip it. If you do actually want Zoat change things, then you are being the laziest and most entitled critic on the thread, because you have not actually bothered to point out every place souls were brought up and there assumptions raised, or said anything about Zoat is supposed to rewrite all the plot threads that operate under the assumption souls in hell either get all sense of self tortured out of them, of incorporate the metaphysical substance of Hell into themselves and become Demons. Or gave a compelling reason why Zoat should go to all the trouble.
 
here's a thought what if Demon John wasn't sent to help possess Max, just maybe he was sent to undo it because the idea of a demon possessed Max Mercury scares ever loving shit out Satanus.
 
Did you not get the Human/New God cross-discipline research feat?

I found that on the second play aiming for the Arcane Beacon ending. The addition of arcane abilities on Earth were really effective, but I ended up dying in an early skirmish off planet as too specialized to compete. Though I did find out you can score the an Evangelism achievement by spreading some of Earth's religions and expanding Earth's arcane fields to cover at least 15 inhabited worlds.
 
If he can Speed Steal he can probably accelerate downward in mid-air. Speedsters' feet having to touch the ground never really made much sense at those speeds anyway. If they can go a reasonable fraction of the speed of light tripping should send them into space. Unless they're naturally accelerating themselves downward at all times while running.

Heh, that reminds me of a pre-Crisis Superman story. They discover a module that fell out of Clark's ship. It turns out that Jor-El knew enough about alien planets that in point of fact he had more choices than Earth.

So he runs a computer simulation of what Kal-El's future on the various worlds would be like. Amusingly enough, he becomes an expy of the various justice leaguers on the various worlds- On one world he's pocket sized (Atom), on a world of eternal night he becomes Native Flying Rodent Man, in an underwater world he basically becomes Aquaman, etc.

The last world he checked out before selecting Earth was a planet with a red sun, in which Kal-El would be the adopted son of a scientist who creates a device that grants superhuman speed. Young Kal-El decides to go all out and he goes so fast that he achieves lift off and dies from being in outer space without protection.

It ends with a message to Kal-El from Jor-El, that running the same simulation on Earth revealed that he'd become Earth's champion.

The story "The day Superman became the flash!" had a sequel post crisis in which bad guys captured Superman and were running virtual reality simulations based on the computer models Jor-El made but it uses established DC planets instead- Rann, Thanagar, Oa, Mars 2 (not that the existence of Mars 2 was ever mentioned elsewhere post crisis that I'm aware, but I can't see Jor-El running a computer simulation of what would happen if he sent his child to live with a people who were already effectively extinct).
 
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Zigzag (part 18)
5th May
19:43 GMT +4


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In slow motion I see Raquel wiggle her fingers in confusion, trying to reactivate her kinetic barrier. My armour doesn't have a projection system but I try sending filaments towards Clariss. It's not going to get there fast enough, damn i-!

Wallace cannons into his back and knocks him flying!

"Gah!"

Together they slam into the grass-covered soil of the garden, skim across it like a pebble on water and then smash through some shrubbery. Raquel's force bubble goes back up immediately. Stopping it must require his focused attention. So.. is he not fast now, or-? No, either Wallace can handle his speed or he can't. Decelerate.

Raquel looks left and right, clearly confused.

"Clariss is borrowing Max Mercury's skill, including-."

She looks positively offended. "Turning off kinetic energy?"

"Yes. Wallace is going to be occupied."

A Ghost goes for a distracted guard only for Canis to smash through it with his mace. "Feel my godly rod, nethersprite!" Their.. numbers don't seem to be increasing, good.

"Ooooooof!"

Wallace comes flying back in our direction, several minor tears showing on the surface of his uniform. No blood, I'm pleased to note as he pushes himself up. I'll be sure to point out the clear advantages of decent armour during the debrief. "Okay, good news? He can go fast or make stuff slow."

I form vertigo inducer constructs and bombard the area he and Clariss flew off in.

Raquel glances at Wallace as he starts moving forwards again. "And the bad news?"

"What? You don't think the fact he can move at super speed is bad enough?"

"Tempest, any news on that banishment?"

"Are all monotheistic spirits this truculent?"

"Is that a 'no'?"

"It's a 'maybe'. They aren't responding to the normal bindings!"

Clariss emerges from the shrubbery, hands outstretched in front of him as he stops my sonic vibrations dead. "Is it likely to get better in the next minute?"

"I doubt it."

"Then give us what you've got."

"Just a moment!"

A Praexis Demon floats past Clariss and gets frozen in place. I really hope 'a moment' is shorter than the amount of time it takes Clariss to realise that he can stop all motion in the air and simultaneously freeze and suffocate everyone here. Clariss himself is taking the time to stare each of us down. Then his eyes widen for a second before his features twist into a snarl. "Constantine!"

"Ah, heh-."

Clariss jerks at super speed and for a moment I lose track of him. Fortunately the vertigo effect still works and there's a crash as he goes through the bay windows in the front of the mansion. "Kid-" He's already running. "-Flash."

Clariss gets his head up just in time for Wallace to punch him in it, the man's face bouncing off the glass-covered floor and bouncing upwards into the second punch.

Then Wallace freezes in place and Clariss punches upwards, striking him on the chin and sending him sailing backwards. I recreate my vertigo projectors but they don't meet with any more success this time around.

"YAAAAAGH!" Savage aggression!

Brut charges Clariss, Canis on his back. Not growling, just a sort of rumbling moan sound. Canis is nearly leaning off him, left hand on the pommel of his saddle and right holding onto his outstretched mace. Oh, come on, that's not going to-.

Clariss sneers, and Canis' and Brut's armour flickers for a moment. They don't stop. Clariss' eyes widen and he throws himself aside as they charge past. Canis' mace lashes out and catches him in the side, and I can see ribs give way. I think he can feel his host body's pain like this, and that's going to hurt.

"Here we go!"

About flipping time.

Brilliant white flames flecked with gold flare out from the Atlanteans' hiding place, roaring across the garden in all directions! The Demon Constantine's eyes widen as they pass over a group of recumbent guests, faint traces of smoke rising from them as the Ghosts within them are incinerated. Pretty much what John tricked the Angels into doing to Nergal. And I've got a worrying feeling that my Atlantean colleagues- The fire bypasses me like I'm not here and passes through Raquel with no effect. -just forcibly took something from the forces of the Silver City without asking nicely.

"AAAAOOOWWWWFUCKINGFUCKFUCK!"

The Demon Constantine is set on fire, writhing against his bindings. A moment later and the front of the flame wave has passed him by, my chains dealing with the residual magic. Even after it's passed by I can see shining light in the rents in his flesh. Not dead or destroyed, though. I'm not sure whether that's due to his origin or simply not being what the spell is designed to deal with.

Slightly dimmed, the flames continue towards where Edward Clariss is struggling to rise. He gets about half a second to see them coming before being totally enveloped. The flames don't envelop him; they cover and coat him in white fire.

"MMMRRRAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!"

His horns are consumed in raging fire, his eyes go white and his head is thrown back as he collapses once more. Wallace gets up somewhat unsteadily and takes a couple of hurried steps towards him, breaking out his own suppression chains. He's forced to shield his face from the heat being generated. Oh dear, I hope we haven't just cooked a famous super hero. Bracing himself, Wallace darts forward and claps the manacles around Max's forearms. The fire isn't burning him, so he clamps shut the neck and leg manacles as well.

Okay.

The Demon Constantine is either unconscious or faking it passably well. Aside from that… General Kerimov is staring at the wreckage, but I suspect he's starting to get the idea that the fight is over. And once he's sure of that, he's going to start making a nuisance of himself. "Anyone injured?"

Canis shakes his head. "A little tired." He smiles. "Invigorating. And such novel adversaries!"

Raquel shakes her head. "I'm fine. So, that was a Demon, huh?"

I frown. "You were at STAR Labs when-."

"No, that was just… Magic-drugs or something. That was an actual Demon from actual Hell."

I point my right thumb at The Demon Constantine. "So's he."

"Eeeaaaaagghh…" Wallace staggers back from the unconscious Max Mercury. "Oh El? I could do with a-" A wide orange beam hits him, knitting his injuries back together. "-heal. Thanks. Ugh."

Tula and Garth pick their way towards our position, trying to peer at Max Mercury as they come. Tula frowns. "Is that it?"

"I think so. We'll check once Max Mercury wakes up-."

"Because I didn't… Feel a Demon being destroyed or sent anywhere."

"Oh. Well, if you're not familiar with the magic-."

Garth is knocked flying, slamming face first into the ground! Tula is picked up and hurled high into the air!

Mister Garrick stands where they had been moments before, his face red and his needle-toothed mouth now extending to underneath his ears.

"Now this is more like it."
 
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"Feel my godly rod, nethersprite!"

do does the not realise, or not care? cause really it's about fifty fifty.

"Are all monotheistic spirits this truculent?"

"Is that a 'no'?"

uhh, are they commanding rather than asking? cause God has issues with that.

I've got a worrying feeling that my Atlantean colleagues- The fire bypasses me like I'm not here and passes through Raquel with no effect. -just forcibly took something from the forces of the Silver City without asking nicely.

oh dear, they are going to have to get into a grudge match with some angels aren't they?

Mister Garrick stands where they had been moments before, his face red and his needle-toothed mouth now extending to underneath his ears.

"Now this is more like it."

welp, that's it then. Humanity had a nice run.
 
And I've got a worrying feeling that my Atlantean colleagues- The fire bypasses me like I'm not here and passes through Raquel with no effect. -just forcibly took something from the forces of the Silver City without asking nicely.
oh dear, they are going to have to get into a grudge match with some angels aren't they?
Well yeah, the mortals just proved that one of the Angels most prominent weapons was ineffective against a speedster demon.

Of course the Angels are going to be pissed.
 
Nevermind the bullshit of this asshole being able to body jump at will now. I think I'll just skip the rest of this storyline because this should have ended right then and there.
 
5th May
19:43 GMT +4


FuckAccelerate!

You know, when I read that my mind was filled with all kinds of horrible possibilities. If one would list the Top 3 Power Ring Safe Usage Violations, that would probably go BEFORE those.

Personally I'm too polite to make any omake's about this but I trust you can imagine some of them...

Also congratulations on being brainwashed from the polite englishman you started out into an average vulgar american when it comes to expressing yourself ;)
 
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