The Ophidian's heart is one of the SI's souls. He also has the one made up of ambient magical energy forged into a roughly human-soul shape.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
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Is this a Britishism? I would have guessed "short".
An MSPM reader? Were you in the BnG forums and/or IRC?
Isn't it the other way around, with OL being the defining soul of Ophidian, who is a deva of primordial Desire (Desire of the Endless being the fetich)? [/ Exalted reference]
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The fuck outta here with that Exalted shit.
:lolBut, seriously, I have no idea what you just said.
Yes he does. One of the things that came up in the enlightening episode was that he wants to do a lot of things that are stupid, counterproductive, and/or mutually contradictory. The odds of him not wanting to do this at least a little are extremely slim.
And you'd have guessed wrong. I'd quite like to be shot of all the mistaken corrections for things that are actual turns of phrase...
To those discussing the Ophidian getting upset if Paul uses other colours, you forget that him using them makes them hers by extension.
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The fuck outta here with that Exalted shit.
But, seriously, I have no idea what you just said.
Primordials are basically super-titans. They created the world.
They are multi-souled beings, kind of like the Chaos Gods in 40k - all demons are made up of lesser souls of a primordial. Some small chunk of their selves. They are organized by Circles, Third is the strongest, followed by Second, and First Circle.
The Fetich is the most powerful Third Circle Demon of a primordial, a central part of their soul. The part that both exemplifies and defines the overall being. These are themselves sort of mini-primordials, who each have their own smaller segmented souls, separated into 7 categories: protecting, gratifying, defining, communicating, expressive, reflective and understanding.
So if Desire of the Endless was the Fetich of Primordial Desire, a Third Circle Demon, Ophidian would be her Defining Soul, a Second-Circle Demon. And Paul would likely be a First Circle offspring, as his soul was formed from a part of the Ophidian.
zhuull
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Hmm..
So what you're saying is that it's entirely possible a bit down the line that Constantine will suddenly feel a weight in one of his coat pockets, reach in, and pull out a tiny orange kitten.
rkyeun
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This is MY rage, fear, will, hope, compassion, and love.
Well - Teekl was Klarion's phylactery, Paul placed her in the ritual, and...Hmm..
So what you're saying is that it's entirely possible a bit down the line that Constantine will suddenly feel a weight in one of his coat pockets, reach in, and pull out a tiny orange kitten.
Constantine...
stole Klarion's place in the ritual...
Huh.
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I am wondering if force will be able to remove the helmet or if it has been bound to his head by magic.
Surely one of the flashes already tried to speed blitz and just pull it off.
Surely one of the flashes already tried to speed blitz and just pull it off.
Flash: "Um, sorry about the whole 'tearing all the skin off your face' thing Mr Zatara."
Zatara: "Mmm mmm mmmmm! Mmmm!!"
Flash: "...I'll just take that as a 'Thank you' until Orange Lantern grows your lips back."
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Sounds reasonable.
Thank you, corrected.
Apparently.
Falling Action (part 3)
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7th July
22:25 GMT
The universe around me slows. I'm not sure if Nabu is waiting for us to make the first move or if he just can't cast all that fast. Not that it matters. When we rehearsed this, we did so on the assumption that he was capable of much more than he'd shown to date.
The first attack comes from Jade, the muffled crack of her round's propellant detonation reaching me just as the bullet reaches his right hand. It misses the flesh but neatly hits the ankh in the crosspiece. I see the slight wobble that preludes its collapse in the same instant as I hear the second detonation. The second bullet strikes the left ankh exactly as the first hit the right, which is starting to visibly fragment.
The third bullet hits Nabu in the amulet at the centre of his chest. As expected, it doesn't strike home but it does fracture his protective aura. He's vulnerable.
And that's when Michael Siskin leaps out of the soil beneath him, easily covering the distance between them. His stone arms seize his target, the left looping around Nabu's stomach and the right wrapping around Nabu's neck. The sudden additional weight combined with the shock of having his spells fractured causes Nabu to start to fall from the air, and then comes the yellow. I don't know exactly what Siskin is showing him… Whether it's his fears or other people's… But from the way Nabu is trembling it seems to be working. I stop accelerating -might need that in a moment- and watch as-
"…another Human from a monster's digestive tract."
-they hit the ground, Mister Siskin taking the opportunity to wrap his legs around Nabu as well. The plan involves him trying to see if causing Nabu to have a total mental breakdown allows us to lift the helmet off without doing anything more exotic. I kneel, picking up the restraint chains from next to me and striding forwards. Still, getting him chained up would be-.
"YAAAAAAAAAGHH!"
Golden light outshines the yellow for a moment, then stone fragments rain down from.. the… sky. Siskin… Most of his.. torso is still on Nabu, but… It's cracked and burned out, the yellow runes that once covered it entirely gone. Nabu's still yellow, but there's not-.
He just killed-.
Nabu shoves the torso off and rises to a crouch, Siskin's body fragmenting where it hits the ground.
You shit.
"Orange Lantern to team, lethal force is authorised. Kill the fucker."
Nabu's head jerks to the side as a bullet hits the helmet. My own hands come together as an orange branding beam links the two of us-
"Teg ffo ym rehtaf!"
-and violet light envelopes his head, shining from his eyeholes and the base of his helmet.
"You're mine, Nabu." I start walking closer, intensifying the beam by focusing on my desire to just-! Fucking-! Have this done!
How is he warding this off?
How is he-?!
And I'm…
…flying…
…backwards.
Owfha! Something's gone in the armour, I felt that! I float up from my prone position, desperate to see what Nabu's managed! He's risen to one foot, the air around him filled with hollow golden squares which spin and dance through the air with perfect geometric precision. As I watch, three wink out, shot by the Ace of Chaos.
"Agents of annihilation!" Nabu points both fists to his left, tiny ankhs moving in circles around each wrist. His hands open and the ankhs shoot out, slicing through shrubs, trees and detonating!
"Augh-!"
I hear Jade's yelp over the comms. Right then, ablative shields is it? Six railguns form in the air next to me, mage slayers loading into each one from subspace. Couldn't risk this when he just had the one shield, but now he's got dozens…
I open fire.
"You've sworn yourself to Chaos!" Shields begin to blink out. It looks like they take two hits a piece, and they're moving… Switch targets to individual shields. Create an opening. "Betrayed every bond of friendship that you-!"
"What do you know about friendship, Lich!?"
One fifth of his shields gone; they're reappearing but not fast enough to keep him safe. John, now would be a very good time to-.
"Pag ni eht sdleihs rof Moda!"
The shields shift, still surrounding him but no longer covering the space above him. Nabu starts to crouch, raising his hands as symbols I don't recognise dance around them.
Symbols which part easily around Adom's fingers as he descends from the sky at speed. When we discussed this, he said that his instinct was to fly down as hard and as fast as possible. Zatanna responded that the whole point was to free her father, not turn him into paste. So, rather than focus on Aker's speed or Heryshaf's strength he's reinforcing his spiritual integrity with Atum's power. I send a ping to Jade's armour as Adom bears Nabu to the ground and grasps his foe's helmet with every bit of his strength. I maintain fire-
"Sdleihs nekaew!"
-and the shields evaporate.
"You aren't the Lord of Order I want."
I fly an arc around Nabu, firing at the ones on the far side.
"But you'll do for-"
Nabu gets his hands against Adom's chest, gold light flaring! Where did the suppression-? I see the pool of molten metal where I landed. Okay, the backup set is with-.
"-now."
The golden light dims, and Adom is still there.
"Your magic is-."
Golden light flows from Nabu's helmet and up Adom's arms!
"You have lived too long, fallen champion."
As I watch, Adom's flesh begins to wither and age, his body visibly shrinking! With Nabu's outer shields mostly fallen I throw my arms forward for another brand attempt.
"Think he's doing-" Rob calmly steps up to Nabu from behind him and puts his hands on his helmet. "-alright."
Adom falls back, struggling to rise. He looks like he's aged… At least sixty years. His skin is loose, his hair white and thinning and his uniform hangs off him. But with him out of the way and Rob draining Nabu…
"Brand."
"Noisufnoc!"
Golden light surges again as my beam strikes home, but this time it looks like an uncontrolled mess. I also take a moment to connect a line to the staggering Adom and pull him out of the way. Okay, that's-.
"Nearly there."
"John, we don't have an unlimited amount of time on this." I drop a box of Sivana-brand nutrient bars on the ground next to Adom. Assuming that was a touch attack rather than a lingering curse he should be perfectly capable of regenerating the effect, given sufficient fuel. "Adom and Jade are no longer combat-effective, and-."
"Got it."
John appears in the clearing to my far left, all four of the colossal mana batteries Zatanna and I built just behind him and Nabu's skull in his left hand.
"Alas, poor Nabu."
Then the lights on the batteries light up as they begin draining Nabu in earnest.
22:25 GMT
The universe around me slows. I'm not sure if Nabu is waiting for us to make the first move or if he just can't cast all that fast. Not that it matters. When we rehearsed this, we did so on the assumption that he was capable of much more than he'd shown to date.
The first attack comes from Jade, the muffled crack of her round's propellant detonation reaching me just as the bullet reaches his right hand. It misses the flesh but neatly hits the ankh in the crosspiece. I see the slight wobble that preludes its collapse in the same instant as I hear the second detonation. The second bullet strikes the left ankh exactly as the first hit the right, which is starting to visibly fragment.
The third bullet hits Nabu in the amulet at the centre of his chest. As expected, it doesn't strike home but it does fracture his protective aura. He's vulnerable.
And that's when Michael Siskin leaps out of the soil beneath him, easily covering the distance between them. His stone arms seize his target, the left looping around Nabu's stomach and the right wrapping around Nabu's neck. The sudden additional weight combined with the shock of having his spells fractured causes Nabu to start to fall from the air, and then comes the yellow. I don't know exactly what Siskin is showing him… Whether it's his fears or other people's… But from the way Nabu is trembling it seems to be working. I stop accelerating -might need that in a moment- and watch as-
"…another Human from a monster's digestive tract."
-they hit the ground, Mister Siskin taking the opportunity to wrap his legs around Nabu as well. The plan involves him trying to see if causing Nabu to have a total mental breakdown allows us to lift the helmet off without doing anything more exotic. I kneel, picking up the restraint chains from next to me and striding forwards. Still, getting him chained up would be-.
"YAAAAAAAAAGHH!"
Golden light outshines the yellow for a moment, then stone fragments rain down from.. the… sky. Siskin… Most of his.. torso is still on Nabu, but… It's cracked and burned out, the yellow runes that once covered it entirely gone. Nabu's still yellow, but there's not-.
He just killed-.
Nabu shoves the torso off and rises to a crouch, Siskin's body fragmenting where it hits the ground.
You shit.
"Orange Lantern to team, lethal force is authorised. Kill the fucker."
Nabu's head jerks to the side as a bullet hits the helmet. My own hands come together as an orange branding beam links the two of us-
"Teg ffo ym rehtaf!"
-and violet light envelopes his head, shining from his eyeholes and the base of his helmet.
"You're mine, Nabu." I start walking closer, intensifying the beam by focusing on my desire to just-! Fucking-! Have this done!
How is he warding this off?
How is he-?!
And I'm…
…flying…
…backwards.
Owfha! Something's gone in the armour, I felt that! I float up from my prone position, desperate to see what Nabu's managed! He's risen to one foot, the air around him filled with hollow golden squares which spin and dance through the air with perfect geometric precision. As I watch, three wink out, shot by the Ace of Chaos.
"Agents of annihilation!" Nabu points both fists to his left, tiny ankhs moving in circles around each wrist. His hands open and the ankhs shoot out, slicing through shrubs, trees and detonating!
"Augh-!"
I hear Jade's yelp over the comms. Right then, ablative shields is it? Six railguns form in the air next to me, mage slayers loading into each one from subspace. Couldn't risk this when he just had the one shield, but now he's got dozens…
I open fire.
"You've sworn yourself to Chaos!" Shields begin to blink out. It looks like they take two hits a piece, and they're moving… Switch targets to individual shields. Create an opening. "Betrayed every bond of friendship that you-!"
"What do you know about friendship, Lich!?"
One fifth of his shields gone; they're reappearing but not fast enough to keep him safe. John, now would be a very good time to-.
"Pag ni eht sdleihs rof Moda!"
The shields shift, still surrounding him but no longer covering the space above him. Nabu starts to crouch, raising his hands as symbols I don't recognise dance around them.
Symbols which part easily around Adom's fingers as he descends from the sky at speed. When we discussed this, he said that his instinct was to fly down as hard and as fast as possible. Zatanna responded that the whole point was to free her father, not turn him into paste. So, rather than focus on Aker's speed or Heryshaf's strength he's reinforcing his spiritual integrity with Atum's power. I send a ping to Jade's armour as Adom bears Nabu to the ground and grasps his foe's helmet with every bit of his strength. I maintain fire-
"Sdleihs nekaew!"
-and the shields evaporate.
"You aren't the Lord of Order I want."
I fly an arc around Nabu, firing at the ones on the far side.
"But you'll do for-"
Nabu gets his hands against Adom's chest, gold light flaring! Where did the suppression-? I see the pool of molten metal where I landed. Okay, the backup set is with-.
"-now."
The golden light dims, and Adom is still there.
"Your magic is-."
Golden light flows from Nabu's helmet and up Adom's arms!
"You have lived too long, fallen champion."
As I watch, Adom's flesh begins to wither and age, his body visibly shrinking! With Nabu's outer shields mostly fallen I throw my arms forward for another brand attempt.
"Think he's doing-" Rob calmly steps up to Nabu from behind him and puts his hands on his helmet. "-alright."
Adom falls back, struggling to rise. He looks like he's aged… At least sixty years. His skin is loose, his hair white and thinning and his uniform hangs off him. But with him out of the way and Rob draining Nabu…
"Brand."
"Noisufnoc!"
Golden light surges again as my beam strikes home, but this time it looks like an uncontrolled mess. I also take a moment to connect a line to the staggering Adom and pull him out of the way. Okay, that's-.
"Nearly there."
"John, we don't have an unlimited amount of time on this." I drop a box of Sivana-brand nutrient bars on the ground next to Adom. Assuming that was a touch attack rather than a lingering curse he should be perfectly capable of regenerating the effect, given sufficient fuel. "Adom and Jade are no longer combat-effective, and-."
"Got it."
John appears in the clearing to my far left, all four of the colossal mana batteries Zatanna and I built just behind him and Nabu's skull in his left hand.
"Alas, poor Nabu."
Then the lights on the batteries light up as they begin draining Nabu in earnest.
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Rrrr you missing something, matey?
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Missing a letter.
Sablonus
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Is it just me or should those words be reversed?
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FUCK THAT LICH UP!
Holy crud he killed Edward Siskin and trying to kill everyone. Well, he's certainly violating Justice League protocols now.
EDIT: How is it that he puts up this much better of a fight than Klarion in a similar ambush in Renegade (who had less resources) and still couldn't get rid of Klarion?
EDIT2: Yeah, I was dumb and not considering the difficulty of not harming Zatara.
EDIT: How is it that he puts up this much better of a fight than Klarion in a similar ambush in Renegade (who had less resources) and still couldn't get rid of Klarion?
EDIT2: Yeah, I was dumb and not considering the difficulty of not harming Zatara.
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Please sir, may I have some Meows?
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They didn't care about killing Klarion.
He's with Teekl now.
I'm kind of hoping that the SI does get a Red Ring at some point. Between the avarice enlightenment making him perfectly aware of his own desires, and the ability to get annoyed by things not going according to those desires, he'd have some good synergy.
Assuming that the red light of rage is actually compatible and doesn't cause interference, of course.
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