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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)

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Well since I mentioned versions of Paul in crossover settings, I thought I'd follow through with a little snippet-

Paul is finally in the Vega system to claim the orange central power battery.

In battle with Paul, Larfleeze charges his ring to 100,000%.

Not realizing that is exactly what Paul was waiting for "Now!"

And suddenly Larfleeze finds his constructs breaking like glass as his energy rapidly drained down to zero.

On one hand, Galactus, being 28 feet and 9 inches tall, is not known for stealth.

On the other hand, Larfleeze isn't known for being the smartest muppet on sesame street.

Galactus, as it turns out, for a planet eater, isn't that picky. A steady diet of planets, sure, but he's taken a bite out of Hell, drained the psychic energy out of Rachel Summer's and Franklin Richard's mutant love child, and the quantum energy of the quantum bands.

So Paul decided to fix a few problems at the same time. Galactus gets to eat the veritably infinitely renewable energy of all the greed in the universe instead of eating planets. So that's a win. The orange central power battery gets a guardian who is known for eating planets and can tank Darkseid's omega beams like a warm breeze. Another win. The Orange Lantern Corps gets to share Galactus' solar system sized spaceship as a base, so that's another win. Orange lanterns are go big or go home kind of folks.

On the downside, Galactus doesn't exactly have the best PR. People rarely appreciate it when you eat their planet out from under them. People are funny that way. Also, Galactus has a daughter. So add someone else for Paul to not notice.

Paul wasn't expecting Galactus' armor to change to orange though.
 
stsword said:
Well since I mentioned versions of Paul in crossover settings, I thought I'd follow through with a little snippet-

Paul is finally in the Vega system to claim the orange central power battery.

In battle with Paul, Larfleeze charges his ring to 100,000%.

Not realizing that is exactly what Paul was waiting for "Now!"

And suddenly Larfleeze finds his constructs breaking like glass as his energy rapidly drained down to zero.

On one hand, Galactus, being 28 feet and 9 inches tall, is not known for stealth.

On the other hand, Larfleeze isn't known for being the smartest muppet on sesame street.

Galactus, as it turns out, for a planet eater, isn't that picky. A steady diet of planets, sure, but he's taken a bite out of Hell, drained the psychic energy out of Rachel Summer's and Franklin Richard's mutant love child, and the quantum energy of the quantum bands.

So Paul decided to fix a few problems at the same time. Galactus gets to eat the veritably infinitely renewable energy of all the greed in the universe instead of eating planets. So that's a win. The orange central power battery gets a guardian who is known for eating planets and can tank Darkseid's omega beams like a warm breeze. Another win. The Orange Lantern Corps gets to share Galactus' solar system sized spaceship as a base, so that's another win. Orange lanterns are go big or go home kind of folks.

On the downside, Galactus doesn't exactly have the best PR. People rarely appreciate it when you eat their planet out from under them. People are funny that way. Also, Galactus has a daughter. So add someone else for Paul to not notice.

Paul wasn't expecting Galactus' armor to change to orange though.
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I feel like feeding the universe's greed to someone is not a good idea. That said, I think Franklin Richards would have something to say about Paul stealing his Herald.

 
Dr. Bob Doom said:
I feel like feeding the universe's greed to someone is not a good idea. That said, I think Franklin Richards would have something to say about Paul stealing his Herald.
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Oh how Marvel loves to pull such nonsense.

He's stalemated against Franklin's more powerful son, Hyperstorm.

In one reality, Franklin Richards is Galactus.

So of course they make him inferior to Franklin, that makes sense.

As for Galactus and greed, he's already motivated by greed- He's committed genocide over and over again because he desires to live.

So for bad side effects- Like what? His needs are simple- He has a ship the size of the freaking solar system, he's already got all the toys.

Anyway, my snippet was inspired by Darkseid vs Galactus: The Hunger.

In which Highfather hides New Genesis because the Source tells him to, and Apokalips only avoids getting eaten because it's not worth eating.

Yes, that's right, a planet full of gods, and they survived because Apokalips is less worth eating than a shit sandwich.
 
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Norgarth said:
You also end up with a pissed off Silvana Family, seeing as they laid claim to Venus years ago.
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"So Dad, what do you think of Orange Lantern terraforming Venus?"

"I think the Sivana name is going to be big in real estate, that's what I think."

"...You won't mind millions of colonists rushing here to set up shop?"

"Test subjects, my boy, they're called test subjects."

"Ah."
 
BrambleThorn said:
Taking information handed to you by the enemy at face value is not smart, even if it is true. This is the sort of thing that is hard to verify until you do try to assimilate the demon and find out it was disinformation to subconsciously lull you into thinking he did not counter tactics against you specifically.
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That is true, but, as I said, we can reasonably expect that statement of his to be true, assuming no special circumstances, because such an attack would indeed attract attention of both Superman and Nabu.
 
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sockmonkey said:
Well, it was really only a problem until you realized that any society capable of FTL would have ways to block it.
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I suspect the and Grayven are going to find their style getting a lot more cramped once they leave mostly-primitive Earth. Look how hurt Grayven got when he bulled in against the Thanagarians without a plan.
 
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Undermined (part 16)
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    • 18th June
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    Altering other people's desires is something I've been able to do for a while. I mean, I've probably been capable of it for as long as I've had this ring. Looking back I… I can certainly spot times when it's altered mine. Amplified them, anyway. Using that ability myself, compelling people in order to achieve my own ends… I'm not sure whether what I do is worse than telepathically altering someone or not. It certainly isn't any better. Doctor Jones hasn't shown any obvious signs of it lingering, but it's always a concern. I have little desire to turn other people into puppets on a permanent basis.

    But in this case it's a Famine Elemental. It was brought into being by suffering, in a way I imagine is similar to that of the Idea of Evil in Berserk. As it spreads, it causes starvation and recharges from the starvation it causes. Nutrition just disappears from people's bodies, sending them into a frenzy in which they will try to eat anything that might alleviate the feeling. It has little personality beyond that and its only window on humanity is its suffering.

    There are limits.

    Ophidian.

    I feel her awareness expand into me, and for a moment I/we see every moment of Human starvation, every crop failure and field-burning and plague that left farmers too weak to work their fields. And in that instance I/we see it as the Ophidian does. Barely relevant.

    I pull away from her a little.

    My Agent. Will we make it ours?

    I can hear a slight hint of confusion. To her, it's another thing, and having more things is better. She doesn't -probably can't- understand why I'm feeling the way I am.

    I don't want to ever end up like that.

    "No. It may not use our light. Desire nullification."

    Flies drop from the air as the Elemental's core self begins to fragment. It doesn't have much beyond its desires, and the more it tries to cling to them the worse it fractures as I dial them down. I can't quite cut it off completely, but it doesn't have anything else to cling to. I feel the parts of its soul begin to lose cohesion…

    And realise that having a huge pile of famine-magic do that in a major city probably isn't much better than having the Elemental itself freed.

    Praexis Demons with the portals!

    The two of them turn their heads… The top parts at least, in my direction.

    Lots of food coming! Do you see it?

    "Huh?" / "Yay!"

    I don't have time for their ineptitude! Praexis Demons, consume!

    They shudder, then throw their heads back… The top of their bodies peels off, the tops of their heads flapping down their backs. Inside them, the Hellgates flicker and flare in disturbingly lantern-like structures. The stunned and recumbent flies rise off the ground, drifting in lazy arcs around the plaza as they are drawn inexorably towards the portals.

    "Uh?"

    The other Praexis Demons look a little disturbed, actively avoiding the flies and flinching whenever they look at their brethren.

    "A-ah-ah."

    "Quiet! They'll hear you!"

    I turn my attention back to the crowd… Yellow, I see yellow. Why-?

    I look back at the mob of Demon-Constructs surrounding two big ones with built in Hellgates sucking in the remains of Mnemoth. On the far side I see Hell itself, and as the physical and etheric remains of the Elemental enter it, they bulge and grow. I myself am… Glowing brilliant orange, the orange sigil blazing on my forehead.

    Ah.

    Ophidian, thank you for your help.

    I gently push her presence away, and she acquiesces with only a brief sensation of confusion.

    "Got it! Got it!" Tubbs flies out of the Hall of Justice, short chubby arms cradling the scabbard I use for the Sword of the Fallen. He starts heading towards me, then stops dead in the air as he sees his swollen brethren. "Huh?"

    "    Get over here."

    He shudders, then complies.

    Shayera comes next, Ace of Winchesters slung from its strap over her shoulder and her mace at the ready. Katar exits the Thanagarian fighter and swoops down to her as a haggard-looking tour group dashes out in her wake before-

    "Agh!"

    -stopping dead when they see my minions.

    The space inside the portals pulses and twists and I have no idea what it is doing. I created these things and I've got no idea how or why they work! I'm pouring more power into a spell I don't understand… Heck, I doubt that anyone understands what it's mutated into now!

    "Orange Lantern." Mister Hol flaps my way, taking care to skirt the Portal Demons. "Would you care to explain what just happened?"

    "When I confronted the Demon Ball, a number of my Praexis Demons were sucked through as it disappeared. The small portals Satanus used to block our shots linked to the same place, so I could call them back through to swarm him. He started using portals to different places to get rid of them, so I told them to eat the portals."

    Ms Thal clips her mace to her belt and raises the Ace, pointing it at the closest one. "What are they?"

    "I don't know."

    "Are they dangerous?"

    "I don't know." I shake my head. "Probably. It's just that everything else they've eaten so far, they've either just ingested it or turned it into new Praexis Demons. This is… New."

    Unstable Hellgates built into avarice monsters. And I presumed to lecture Ted about an Ape. If anything comes out, or if they change in some way…

    I take the sheath from Tubbs and attach it to my armour. "Thank you."

    Mister Hol grimaces. "Communications are still down. We have no way to contact Nabu."

    I draw the Sword and fly towards the closest Portal Demon. Upside down on the back of its head its eyes flick in my direction.

    "Uuuuuuh?"

    "I'm still not really sure how intelligent you are. But I'm sorry about this."

    I slash horizontally, cutting through its construct torso and head. The orange light of its body starts to fray, deforming and darkening. I think-. I quickly run my rune stone over it. Yep, whatever the Sword does to things just enabled the magic from the portal to run throughout the rest of it. I float upwards, slashing the portal and the lantern-structure anchoring it in place.

    "Lantern!"

    "Sir, this is the best idea I have and you told me that the League's expert wasn't available." I pull back slightly, watching as the Demon's face dissolves to mush. Come on, the portal should collapse without something keeping it anchored… It's certainly destabilising… Railgun. I fire a short volley of Crumbler and Mage Slayer rounds at the Portal Demon.

    There's a flare of light as the portal collapses inwards.

    Ring, did any of that mess end up inside you?

    "Construct Lantern did not return to this ring. No changes to structure detected."

    Good. I turn my attention to the second one.
     
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    I feel her awareness expand into me, and for a moment I/we see every moment of Human starvation, every crop failure and field-burning and plague that left farmers to weak to work their fields.
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    "Quiet!"

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    Come on, the portal should collapse without something keeping in anchored… It's certainly destabilising… Railgun.
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