Even if the US has that, such systems are normally turned off to prevent accidents.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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Frustratedbuffal
"I shaved my balls for this?!?"
You'd think that wouldn't you?
- Location
- Windy City
He meant Paul specifically in Equestria, not the Justice League as a whole.
Humans gonna human.why does SV keep turning into QQ
- Location
- Windy City
Ummm... I have my concerns about North Korea mostly, but also China, Taiwan, Pakistan, India, and most of the Middle East, for starters.It's cheaper to not have a system for automatic counterattacks simply due to the fact that the only country that would nuke America is America
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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- Baton Rouge
Given the number of random existential threats to the human race that seem to appear so often, it would be really dumb of them to do so. I mean, this episode was originally started because the Earth was about to be destroyed.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
- Location
- Baton Rouge
I'm not saying it didn't happen, I'm saying it's dumb.
Yes, but this policy was pushed through by an alien infiltrator so its unlikely that the USA remained unarmed in the wake of the invasion.
Given shortly afterwords, it was invaded by aliens, I imagine they rearmed rather quickly.
- Location
- Alabama
Not necessarily in Earth 50.
But I imagine that SHADE would have really pushed nuclear re-armament in the wake of the Lords.
Stars, Crossed (part 40)
- Location
- Hampden Park
9th January 2004
17:08 GMT -5
Scott helps Senior Agent Bones up as I leave the cell. Even thinking about his time under high-level Anti-Life exposure takes it out of him. I can relate, actually. Hopefully he'll be able to tell us more later, once he's had time to process the event. Fuck. Father Time was rotating the guards. Given the size of the base's complement there could well be thousands of Justified SHADE soldiers out there, and you better believe they're not going to listen to a command to stand down after I deal with Father Time. Scott's going to have to hunt down every single one and purge them. On the very limited bright side it sounded like Father Time wasn't able to internalise the thing. Still not completely sure how Gonzo got here, but I suppose that isn't a primary con-.
"-your name, child?"
Ace is awake and freaking out. She's hiding behind the bier Blasty Hand Man is resting on, peeking out at Barda as she kneels down and tries to persuade her to come out. How resistant is Barda to telepathy? I'm not really worried for myself… Well, maybe in a few years once the Awakening has really gotten hold, but at the moment she's not going to be stronger than Chester and I can keep him out no problem.
"M-m-m..?"
Barda isn't good at maternal. I can see her struggling to prevent herself storming over there and pulling the poor girl up by her hair for showing such weakness.
"Barda, she's a telepath. If you ease up on your mental defences-." Ace stares at me for a second, then charges out from behind cover and.. runs at me and.. wraps her arms around my waist..? Huh. I put my left hand on her back and awkwardly rub the top of her head with my right. "Okay. You're free now. You're never going back."
"Where am I?"
"You're at my brother's house in Hartford, Connecticut. We needed to make sure that there was nothing left of the Anti-Life Equation-" She grips tighter, pressing her face into my armour. "-inside you."
"Hey, you made a friend." Scott helps Senior Agent Bones over to the now empty bier.
"It happens sometimes." I pull away slightly in order to kneel… To sit down in front of her. I smile, trying to get her to look directly at me. "My name is Grayven. Will you tell me yours?"
"I'm-." She cuts off suddenly, shrinking in on herself. "I'm subject four. Subject four. No one else."
And then I see it. Tiny… Father Time might not have been able to internalise the Equation, but she could. You can tell the damage a tractor has done to a field of wheat by the broken stalks left in its wake. The damage a supervillain's rampage has caused by the burning cars, cracked pavements and spurting fire hydrants. Likewise, while there is no Anti-Life left in her I can perceive the passage of the thing. Given time, that could call it back.
And I'm not fucking having that.
Conqueror's Pride. The girl cringes for a second, no doubt a response conditioned from long hours of Anti-Life exposure. When Zatanna's magic healed me, she channelled raw and unrefined arcane energy into me. What I force into the girl is formatted, shaped to the God of Conquest. The disgust at the notion of bowing my head, the urge to grow in power and authority. The absolute rejection of the idea of being controlled by another. Strictly speaking, this is an attack. I'm forcibly altering her nascent divine nature.
Better me than Anti-Life.
The structures shift… And the patterns are gone. Oh good.
Ploong.
Ugh. Uoh, that took quite a bit out of me.
The girl isn't clinging any longer. She's holding me, but there's a firmness to her posture that there wasn't before. Behind her, Barda stares at me, customary hostility replaced by astonishment.
"Feeling better?"
"A.. bit? I-I think?"
I give her another smile and this time she responds a little. "Shall we start again? I'm-."
"Grayven. And I'm Lynne. Lynne Wayland. I felt you when you destroyed the machine." She turns away slightly, taking in Scott and Barda. "What are they doing to the others?"
"Making sure that they're free of it too." I stand and gesture at Senior Agent Bones. "Even him. The use of Apokoliptian technology takes this far beyond normal government brutalism. Now, I need you to stay here and cooperate with my brother and sister-in-law while I finish off SHADE. Can you do that for me?"
"I think so." She pulls away, looking at each of her fellow victims in turn. "Then what happens?"
"I… Don't know, I'm afraid. Given your power as a telepath… Probably 'whatever you want'. Scott?" I look at him. "I need to get going. Batman and the others were going to hit SHADE broadcasters-."
He shakes his head. "Already happened. It was on the news. They hit seven targets then got away before SHADE's agents could reinforce them. Grayven, can I talk to you for a minute before you go?"
"Sure." I pat Miss Wayland on the back and she takes a step towards Strong Lad. I don't remember what number playing card he was supposed to be. Scott leads the way up the stairs and I follow him back into the main body of the house. As we pass into the upper hallway his costume fades from around him, leaving him in Human clothing. Not much point me doing that. "What is it?"
"I still can't work out if you're playing an angle on this."
"Of course I am. I told you exactly what it was."
He shakes his head. "You shared part of your soul with her. That doesn't get you anything."
"In ten years it gets me an Elite telepath." I wince at my own off-the-cuff response. "No, sorry… That's.. not why I did it. I hate the Anti-Life. It is a foul and repugnant blight upon the universe and I will not willingly see it win even the smallest victory. I would not see a young girl slain before her time by such malevolent callousness. I'm not Darkseid, I don't cripple my followers. I exalt them, I help them acquire the greatest power they can wield."
"The carrot rather than the stick."
"Just so. And when I take over this world, that is how I will rule it."
He sighs. "Still planning on doing that, huh?"
"It's the only logical response. I doubt the American government are the only ones doing things like this. I may not be able to compel global obedience but I can make the penalty for non-compliance be that they fall too far behind all their rivals to compete."
"Not much of a choice."
"That's because they keep making bad ones. Scott, I would still like your help. Ifff not with my regime, then at least with finishing SHADE off."
"We'll see."
I grin, then lunge at him and clasp him to my chest. "Thank you."
"'oo're wukum?"
This location would already be marked if anyone were watching. And the fact that the Lords still exist is now common knowledge. Father Box, Boom Tube. Straight to the Watchtower.
Ploong.
17:08 GMT -5
Scott helps Senior Agent Bones up as I leave the cell. Even thinking about his time under high-level Anti-Life exposure takes it out of him. I can relate, actually. Hopefully he'll be able to tell us more later, once he's had time to process the event. Fuck. Father Time was rotating the guards. Given the size of the base's complement there could well be thousands of Justified SHADE soldiers out there, and you better believe they're not going to listen to a command to stand down after I deal with Father Time. Scott's going to have to hunt down every single one and purge them. On the very limited bright side it sounded like Father Time wasn't able to internalise the thing. Still not completely sure how Gonzo got here, but I suppose that isn't a primary con-.
"-your name, child?"
Ace is awake and freaking out. She's hiding behind the bier Blasty Hand Man is resting on, peeking out at Barda as she kneels down and tries to persuade her to come out. How resistant is Barda to telepathy? I'm not really worried for myself… Well, maybe in a few years once the Awakening has really gotten hold, but at the moment she's not going to be stronger than Chester and I can keep him out no problem.
"M-m-m..?"
Barda isn't good at maternal. I can see her struggling to prevent herself storming over there and pulling the poor girl up by her hair for showing such weakness.
"Barda, she's a telepath. If you ease up on your mental defences-." Ace stares at me for a second, then charges out from behind cover and.. runs at me and.. wraps her arms around my waist..? Huh. I put my left hand on her back and awkwardly rub the top of her head with my right. "Okay. You're free now. You're never going back."
"Where am I?"
"You're at my brother's house in Hartford, Connecticut. We needed to make sure that there was nothing left of the Anti-Life Equation-" She grips tighter, pressing her face into my armour. "-inside you."
"Hey, you made a friend." Scott helps Senior Agent Bones over to the now empty bier.
"It happens sometimes." I pull away slightly in order to kneel… To sit down in front of her. I smile, trying to get her to look directly at me. "My name is Grayven. Will you tell me yours?"
"I'm-." She cuts off suddenly, shrinking in on herself. "I'm subject four. Subject four. No one else."
And then I see it. Tiny… Father Time might not have been able to internalise the Equation, but she could. You can tell the damage a tractor has done to a field of wheat by the broken stalks left in its wake. The damage a supervillain's rampage has caused by the burning cars, cracked pavements and spurting fire hydrants. Likewise, while there is no Anti-Life left in her I can perceive the passage of the thing. Given time, that could call it back.
And I'm not fucking having that.
Conqueror's Pride. The girl cringes for a second, no doubt a response conditioned from long hours of Anti-Life exposure. When Zatanna's magic healed me, she channelled raw and unrefined arcane energy into me. What I force into the girl is formatted, shaped to the God of Conquest. The disgust at the notion of bowing my head, the urge to grow in power and authority. The absolute rejection of the idea of being controlled by another. Strictly speaking, this is an attack. I'm forcibly altering her nascent divine nature.
Better me than Anti-Life.
The structures shift… And the patterns are gone. Oh good.
Ploong.
Ugh. Uoh, that took quite a bit out of me.
The girl isn't clinging any longer. She's holding me, but there's a firmness to her posture that there wasn't before. Behind her, Barda stares at me, customary hostility replaced by astonishment.
"Feeling better?"
"A.. bit? I-I think?"
I give her another smile and this time she responds a little. "Shall we start again? I'm-."
"Grayven. And I'm Lynne. Lynne Wayland. I felt you when you destroyed the machine." She turns away slightly, taking in Scott and Barda. "What are they doing to the others?"
"Making sure that they're free of it too." I stand and gesture at Senior Agent Bones. "Even him. The use of Apokoliptian technology takes this far beyond normal government brutalism. Now, I need you to stay here and cooperate with my brother and sister-in-law while I finish off SHADE. Can you do that for me?"
"I think so." She pulls away, looking at each of her fellow victims in turn. "Then what happens?"
"I… Don't know, I'm afraid. Given your power as a telepath… Probably 'whatever you want'. Scott?" I look at him. "I need to get going. Batman and the others were going to hit SHADE broadcasters-."
He shakes his head. "Already happened. It was on the news. They hit seven targets then got away before SHADE's agents could reinforce them. Grayven, can I talk to you for a minute before you go?"
"Sure." I pat Miss Wayland on the back and she takes a step towards Strong Lad. I don't remember what number playing card he was supposed to be. Scott leads the way up the stairs and I follow him back into the main body of the house. As we pass into the upper hallway his costume fades from around him, leaving him in Human clothing. Not much point me doing that. "What is it?"
"I still can't work out if you're playing an angle on this."
"Of course I am. I told you exactly what it was."
He shakes his head. "You shared part of your soul with her. That doesn't get you anything."
"In ten years it gets me an Elite telepath." I wince at my own off-the-cuff response. "No, sorry… That's.. not why I did it. I hate the Anti-Life. It is a foul and repugnant blight upon the universe and I will not willingly see it win even the smallest victory. I would not see a young girl slain before her time by such malevolent callousness. I'm not Darkseid, I don't cripple my followers. I exalt them, I help them acquire the greatest power they can wield."
"The carrot rather than the stick."
"Just so. And when I take over this world, that is how I will rule it."
He sighs. "Still planning on doing that, huh?"
"It's the only logical response. I doubt the American government are the only ones doing things like this. I may not be able to compel global obedience but I can make the penalty for non-compliance be that they fall too far behind all their rivals to compete."
"Not much of a choice."
"That's because they keep making bad ones. Scott, I would still like your help. Ifff not with my regime, then at least with finishing SHADE off."
"We'll see."
I grin, then lunge at him and clasp him to my chest. "Thank you."
"'oo're wukum?"
This location would already be marked if anyone were watching. And the fact that the Lords still exist is now common knowledge. Father Box, Boom Tube. Straight to the Watchtower.
Ploong.
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Knightfall
Nui lover and Slaaneshi
- Location
- New York, New York
Yay Paulven is going to take over the world at last.
- Location
- South of North
Desires for the adoption of a morality pet intensify.
Knightfall
Nui lover and Slaaneshi
- Location
- New York, New York
Yes we are taking Ace home with us I can't wait to see Diana's reaction.
- Location
- Alabama
Excellent.
If you'd asked me a few months ago how I'd feel about Grayven getting a tactical nuke to the face, I'd probably be glad that it happened, knowing that he'd shrug it off. But now that he might be losing his grip on the more renegade aspects of his personality, I'm going to be a little sad that someone's nuking him. You're humanising him just in time to see him blown up. It's kind of hilariously well done, Zoat. I see what game you're playing.
If you'd asked me a few months ago how I'd feel about Grayven getting a tactical nuke to the face, I'd probably be glad that it happened, knowing that he'd shrug it off. But now that he might be losing his grip on the more renegade aspects of his personality, I'm going to be a little sad that someone's nuking him. You're humanising him just in time to see him blown up. It's kind of hilariously well done, Zoat. I see what game you're playing.
- Location
- West Michigan
Jade's, too. Especially if she has a secret weakness for cute things.
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