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I mean, at any point can't he just go to Terra, pop into the throne room and heal Big E, then step aside for the ensuing rage-induced cleaning up of the whole imperial shitshow?
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
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I mean, at any point can't he just go to Terra, pop into the throne room and heal Big E, then step aside for the ensuing rage-induced cleaning up of the whole imperial shitshow?
Personally, I am confused why any one would want to enter Warhammer 40K after the birth of Slaanesh. I mean, if you prevent that, you have a somewhat livable universe to be in.
I agree that the lantern corps being seperate is a good idea, if only because of the fact that they need an organization that cultivates a way of thinking that works for that specific color. However, having 'A council of Lantern Corps' might be productive, and I think is what Paul wants.
From what I remember, Paul doesn't have a particularly large list of people suitable for orange light exposure, and remember that he found it really difficult to find people who channel there desires productively. I mean, as far as I can tell, the only people who he has on the productive list are HHH, Jade, himself, Vril Dox, and Thaddeus Junior. Not exactly enough to start a corps from.
I am surprised that from what he said, it seems that he only has one Clarrisi candidate, and didn't come into the discussion with a clear definition of what desires and attributes they want in a candidate.
I think that it is somewhat weird that Paul told Saint Walkers story around a table before it happened, pretending that he read it from a database. Honestly, I don't think that Paul really has any desire to change anything about that story, especially since basically everything works out in the end.
Does Paul have a system that allows him to contact The league and the Team without going through the greenies?
I wouldn't say that Grayven would be a suitable white lantern. He isn't particularily compassionate, and he definitely isn't hopeful. But then again, Sinestro became one...
Would Paul be an acceptable white lantern candidate?
Larfleeze I would assume has done the same construct conversion thing that Alan has, right?
Also, Red rings suck at anything that isn't destruction or combat, and probably wouldn't help much in our hypothetical Warhammer drop in.
I agree that the lantern corps being seperate is a good idea, if only because of the fact that they need an organization that cultivates a way of thinking that works for that specific color. However, having 'A council of Lantern Corps' might be productive, and I think is what Paul wants.
From what I remember, Paul doesn't have a particularly large list of people suitable for orange light exposure, and remember that he found it really difficult to find people who channel there desires productively. I mean, as far as I can tell, the only people who he has on the productive list are HHH, Jade, himself, Vril Dox, and Thaddeus Junior. Not exactly enough to start a corps from.
I am surprised that from what he said, it seems that he only has one Clarrisi candidate, and didn't come into the discussion with a clear definition of what desires and attributes they want in a candidate.
I think that it is somewhat weird that Paul told Saint Walkers story around a table before it happened, pretending that he read it from a database. Honestly, I don't think that Paul really has any desire to change anything about that story, especially since basically everything works out in the end.
Does Paul have a system that allows him to contact The league and the Team without going through the greenies?
I wouldn't say that Grayven would be a suitable white lantern. He isn't particularily compassionate, and he definitely isn't hopeful. But then again, Sinestro became one...
Would Paul be an acceptable white lantern candidate?
Larfleeze I would assume has done the same construct conversion thing that Alan has, right?
Also, Red rings suck at anything that isn't destruction or combat, and probably wouldn't help much in our hypothetical Warhammer drop in.
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Obloquy
CrossMyHeart And HopeToDie, StickANeedleInMyEye
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Zoat, I'm not a huge Grayven fan, but I like this interlude of interaction.
I just really want to see some of the Team now, and how they feel since they have presumably been told that Grayven was working on a long-term infiltration and has led a government authorized strike and decapitation against the Light.
What's going on in their heads?
I just really want to see some of the Team now, and how they feel since they have presumably been told that Grayven was working on a long-term infiltration and has led a government authorized strike and decapitation against the Light.
What's going on in their heads?
And I just realized, what have we learned about Paul's family up to now? Because I don't remember him ever mentioning a sister, which suggests that Paul and Grayven have never been the same people.
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Personally, at this rate I'm wondering if the Reveal is not that Grayven is actually Grayven, but that Paul is too!
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Who is HHH?
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Should be able to work something like that in.
No, I do have a sister. But like Grayven said, we don't interact a whole lot.
Good luck fighting Eldar civilisation at its peak.
But he was really bad at it.
I'm not sure that would work. At this point the Emperor's constituent souls are coming apart and I'm not sure that fixing his physical body would be enough.
We don't know enough about how Human civilisation worked in that era for me to write how it worked with any certainty that what I wrote was in line with canon.
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Stratagemini
Totally a Fire Ferret.
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Zatanna and Miss Martian already knew, actually. they caught him in Bialya. It's sort of weird that they haven't visited him yet? Or maybe they did and he was Anti-lifed to all hell at the time?
Besides, once you complete the revolution, you find yourself right back where you started.
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blackcurrant
Comma should be a semicolon. Also, Geotroniks.
You know, they say turnabout is fair play.Besides, once you complete the revolution, you find yourself right back where you started.
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True. Illustres!Paul from the future might be able to handle it, and current Paul could give it a go if he had access to some mages (though you'd need to pretty much Chantinelle-Tatoo up all of them if you want to bring them to 40k, lest you get suddenly Chaos. Well, Lord of Balance!Constantine might be able to wing it) but I doubt a fresh new Paul without any of his toys would be able to get it to work.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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Yes, this. The mental image of Darkseid stapling a pair of Groucho Marx glasses to a tree for the purposes of infiltration is hilarious. And then the New Gods not even realizing that it is a tree, and having to be informed of that fact is even more so.
There was a discussion about it early on, when Artemis first joined the team. Mother of Mercy was a candidate, along with Koriand'r, Komand'r, Soranik Natu, however many Darkstars as are able, and then more recently Sodam Yat and Myand'r. But those are candidates he has before he's spent more than a week in space, and no time at all on actively looking for recruits.
Not mentioned in story, no, but I brought up a while ago that he can have Lantern Morrow relay messages since Construct-Lanterns can communicate with their owner over any distance as seen by Larfleeze doing so with Blume.
Obloquy
CrossMyHeart And HopeToDie, StickANeedleInMyEye
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Then if they felt friendly enough toward Grayven to visit, wouldn't they be really put off by the fact that he was stuck writhing in spiritual agony, and then it kept going for so long...?
You'd think they would insist on hearing about it the second he was up and about. Maybe the members of the Team who sort of like Grayven are stuck on a long mission? I dunno, that's why I want to see them again soon.
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And then you moonwalk away from the console, yes.Besides, once you complete the revolution, you find yourself right back where you started.
I have my doubts; he has an Orange Light soul accreted around the Heart of the Ophidian. It's hard to get more metaphysically imbalanced towards one Light than that.
Robin: "So you were just pretending to be a dick?"
Grayven: "Ummmmm."
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Thank you, corrected.
[mutter]Sicilian smuck...[/mutter]Besides, once you complete the revolution, you find yourself right back where you started.
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Has there been any clarification for what it means if your desires show up in the honden?
HHH is the Controller forger of rings.
I admit to being somewhat surprised that he didn't start with asking about a lantern for Alan.
I admit that he has a strong avarice connection (obviously) but he isn't as universally defined by it as even some of the greenies. He also doesn't seem to lack any specific part of the spectrum post enlightenment.
HHH is the Controller forger of rings.
I admit to being somewhat surprised that he didn't start with asking about a lantern for Alan.
I admit that he has a strong avarice connection (obviously) but he isn't as universally defined by it as even some of the greenies. He also doesn't seem to lack any specific part of the spectrum post enlightenment.
It means that you wanted something. Anything.
Science
If you're reading this, omae wa mo shindeiru.
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I love you, I just wanted you to know.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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Control (part 13)
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18th July
21:04 GMT
"…understand that 'indenture' is one of those words that puts me on edge. Particularly given who we're fighting."
There's a sort of.. wave of motion from the upper legs of the Clicker opposite me. Comprehension/appreciation. "Were you told what they did for us?"
Hinon went into closed session with her fellow Controllers, which gave me the time to do a little sight-seeing. Then I got to try finding a hotel on a planet that doesn't have tourism, which was mildly amusing. Then I found out that Director Jeddigar wanted to talk to me, but couldn't get in touch because no one knew where I was. And I only found that out by walking through the front doors of the Darkstar headquarters.
"A little while afterwards, yes."
"Please restate as you understand?"
"Your species used to have four sexes, three involved in reproduction and.. neutral, without any significant reproductive attributes. Your reproductive genders generally lived about a third to a quarter as long as the neutrals, and represented about one hundredth of your total population."
"Greater genders also reached physical maturity faster and lost mental acuity well before their final expiration age."
I nod. My current conversational companion is the veteran Darkstar who got the job of babysitting me until the Director becomes available. Perhaps most importantly, he-. Um. Oh, let's go with 'he'. Perhaps most importantly, he also gave me a Darkstar communications device, as it turns out that most Darkstar communications occur using techniques that are rather hard to eavesdrop on with a power ring.
"Okay. And your people regarded that as perfectly normal until you started encountering aliens… Humanoid aliens, whose reproductive systems didn't work like that."
"Yes. Strange though the idea of having live young erupt from your bodily orifices must have seemed, it was realised almost immediately that not condemning our progenitors to mind-rot and premature death was far more desirable than the arrangement we had."
"It was really that quick?"
"Yes. Why would it not be?"
"Because your evolutionary history would have adapted you towards accepting the way you did things already? I mean, your genetic-. Ah, your forebears' genetic parents didn't play any part in raising them, the way you did things was necessary for continuing your species…"
"Did your species never suffer deaths during childbirth?"
"Yes, but the rate was never that high."
"And did you regard a percentage as inevitable?"
"It… Kind of is."
"But you attempt to reduce them? Things that would have killed your gestators now seldom kill them?"
"Yes, but we haven't totally reengineered our reproductive systems to do it. We don't even do pre-conception genetic screening anything like as much as we could."
He rears back slightly. "That is strange to me. What is the reason?"
"I think the feeling is that it would be claiming that people with the characteristics not selected for are… Less people than the ones with the characteristics considered desirable. I mean…" I wave my left hand in a circle, showing off my power ring. "I'd have no compunction about using it if I were having a child, but… Some events that occurred in my species' history before we understood how genetics work rather gave that sort of thing a bad name. But… Anyway, how did your people get from that to this?"
"Originally we attempted to moderate the negative effects through drugs and surgery. There was some success, but there were clear limits to what could be achieved. Later, our efforts focused around reproductive cloning. Though not ideal, cloning either adult individuals or sex cells would have removed the requirement for sexed genders. Regrettably, we were unable to develop either technique to the point where it could reliably replace the existing method."
"Then you ran into the Controllers?"
"Yes. Their agents were looking for systems with small rocky worlds and they encountered one of our smaller warrens. We asked to trade for biotechnological knowledge. Two Controllers examined our problem and offered a solution."
"In exchange for your service."
"They have no need for conventional exchange media. In exchange for a reproductive system which would not kill us, we work for them for a span of time. Virtually all warrens considered it a fair exchange."
"That…"
"Are you alarmed? Some humanoid species react with great vehemence to interference in their reproductive practices."
"If you made the decision freely… No, not really. It must be fascinating how your society has changed in the interim."
"Our forebears gave the matter some considerable thought-"
There's a chime from both of our communicators.
"-before…" I rise to my feet as he uncurls into a walking posture. "The Director is ready for you. Please follow me."
He leads the way across the wide open interior space towards the internal teleportation system. While it is perfectly possible to walk around the building, the place is large enough that it would be too time consuming for the people involved. They also don't have stairwells or stairs, ramps between different floors being the norm. Probably something to do with the Clickers being the ones to build it.
"Will you be joining us?"
Flying inside appears to be a no-no. Clicker bodies aren't flexible enough to move in the way that caterpillars do, but on an even surface they can manage to move at a reasonable speed by having each foot touch the ground every third or fourth 'step', sort of like how running Humans don't have either foot on the ground for large parts of the motion.
"No, though I am being assigned to the analytics pool who will be trying to deduce what the Reach's response to your appearance will be."
"I.. hope you have fun with that."
He circles around as I step onto the teleporter. "I might. Usually new occurrences are not in our favour. Good fortune in your discussions."
I feel a tug a little like the one I felt as the ship came in, and then the room has been replaced by an office. The Director is standing at a small console in front of a circular holopit, another Controller part of the way around the circle. This Controller is dressed similarly to Jevek Jos Jar, but his robes are slightly longer and.. he has a greater physical presence. Perhaps he works out? No, more likely he maintains it through bio-control because he has to deal with fighters on a regular basis.
Noting the symmetry I walk over to a position an equal distance from both. "Director. Controller."
Director Jeddigar's eyes scrutinise my face. "Orange Lantern. Thank you for coming to see us."
"It's only sensible. I imagine that we're going to be working together quite a lot for the foreseeable future."
He nods, summoning up an image of the fight with Yellow Beetle. "You and Tarant made short work of that Scarab Warrior, but I wouldn't get too confident. From what we've been able to determine, she was probably a recent recruit. Certainly, she wouldn't ever have fought a Lantern before."
"If fighting the Reach with a power ring was easy, the Green Lantern Corps would have done it."
"Just so long as you understand that." He glances at the Controller. "This is Manu Mia Mosopo, the founder of the Darkstar organisation."
"Yes, I've gained… Some understanding of how that works in Controller society."
"I am glad." His voice sounds slightly… African, perhaps? "My interest therefore is how the organisation you hope to build and the one which I have built will exist together. I do hope that you have thought about it."
"But of course."
21:04 GMT
"…understand that 'indenture' is one of those words that puts me on edge. Particularly given who we're fighting."
There's a sort of.. wave of motion from the upper legs of the Clicker opposite me. Comprehension/appreciation. "Were you told what they did for us?"
Hinon went into closed session with her fellow Controllers, which gave me the time to do a little sight-seeing. Then I got to try finding a hotel on a planet that doesn't have tourism, which was mildly amusing. Then I found out that Director Jeddigar wanted to talk to me, but couldn't get in touch because no one knew where I was. And I only found that out by walking through the front doors of the Darkstar headquarters.
"A little while afterwards, yes."
"Please restate as you understand?"
"Your species used to have four sexes, three involved in reproduction and.. neutral, without any significant reproductive attributes. Your reproductive genders generally lived about a third to a quarter as long as the neutrals, and represented about one hundredth of your total population."
"Greater genders also reached physical maturity faster and lost mental acuity well before their final expiration age."
I nod. My current conversational companion is the veteran Darkstar who got the job of babysitting me until the Director becomes available. Perhaps most importantly, he-. Um. Oh, let's go with 'he'. Perhaps most importantly, he also gave me a Darkstar communications device, as it turns out that most Darkstar communications occur using techniques that are rather hard to eavesdrop on with a power ring.
"Okay. And your people regarded that as perfectly normal until you started encountering aliens… Humanoid aliens, whose reproductive systems didn't work like that."
"Yes. Strange though the idea of having live young erupt from your bodily orifices must have seemed, it was realised almost immediately that not condemning our progenitors to mind-rot and premature death was far more desirable than the arrangement we had."
"It was really that quick?"
"Yes. Why would it not be?"
"Because your evolutionary history would have adapted you towards accepting the way you did things already? I mean, your genetic-. Ah, your forebears' genetic parents didn't play any part in raising them, the way you did things was necessary for continuing your species…"
"Did your species never suffer deaths during childbirth?"
"Yes, but the rate was never that high."
"And did you regard a percentage as inevitable?"
"It… Kind of is."
"But you attempt to reduce them? Things that would have killed your gestators now seldom kill them?"
"Yes, but we haven't totally reengineered our reproductive systems to do it. We don't even do pre-conception genetic screening anything like as much as we could."
He rears back slightly. "That is strange to me. What is the reason?"
"I think the feeling is that it would be claiming that people with the characteristics not selected for are… Less people than the ones with the characteristics considered desirable. I mean…" I wave my left hand in a circle, showing off my power ring. "I'd have no compunction about using it if I were having a child, but… Some events that occurred in my species' history before we understood how genetics work rather gave that sort of thing a bad name. But… Anyway, how did your people get from that to this?"
"Originally we attempted to moderate the negative effects through drugs and surgery. There was some success, but there were clear limits to what could be achieved. Later, our efforts focused around reproductive cloning. Though not ideal, cloning either adult individuals or sex cells would have removed the requirement for sexed genders. Regrettably, we were unable to develop either technique to the point where it could reliably replace the existing method."
"Then you ran into the Controllers?"
"Yes. Their agents were looking for systems with small rocky worlds and they encountered one of our smaller warrens. We asked to trade for biotechnological knowledge. Two Controllers examined our problem and offered a solution."
"In exchange for your service."
"They have no need for conventional exchange media. In exchange for a reproductive system which would not kill us, we work for them for a span of time. Virtually all warrens considered it a fair exchange."
"That…"
"Are you alarmed? Some humanoid species react with great vehemence to interference in their reproductive practices."
"If you made the decision freely… No, not really. It must be fascinating how your society has changed in the interim."
"Our forebears gave the matter some considerable thought-"
There's a chime from both of our communicators.
"-before…" I rise to my feet as he uncurls into a walking posture. "The Director is ready for you. Please follow me."
He leads the way across the wide open interior space towards the internal teleportation system. While it is perfectly possible to walk around the building, the place is large enough that it would be too time consuming for the people involved. They also don't have stairwells or stairs, ramps between different floors being the norm. Probably something to do with the Clickers being the ones to build it.
"Will you be joining us?"
Flying inside appears to be a no-no. Clicker bodies aren't flexible enough to move in the way that caterpillars do, but on an even surface they can manage to move at a reasonable speed by having each foot touch the ground every third or fourth 'step', sort of like how running Humans don't have either foot on the ground for large parts of the motion.
"No, though I am being assigned to the analytics pool who will be trying to deduce what the Reach's response to your appearance will be."
"I.. hope you have fun with that."
He circles around as I step onto the teleporter. "I might. Usually new occurrences are not in our favour. Good fortune in your discussions."
I feel a tug a little like the one I felt as the ship came in, and then the room has been replaced by an office. The Director is standing at a small console in front of a circular holopit, another Controller part of the way around the circle. This Controller is dressed similarly to Jevek Jos Jar, but his robes are slightly longer and.. he has a greater physical presence. Perhaps he works out? No, more likely he maintains it through bio-control because he has to deal with fighters on a regular basis.
Noting the symmetry I walk over to a position an equal distance from both. "Director. Controller."
Director Jeddigar's eyes scrutinise my face. "Orange Lantern. Thank you for coming to see us."
"It's only sensible. I imagine that we're going to be working together quite a lot for the foreseeable future."
He nods, summoning up an image of the fight with Yellow Beetle. "You and Tarant made short work of that Scarab Warrior, but I wouldn't get too confident. From what we've been able to determine, she was probably a recent recruit. Certainly, she wouldn't ever have fought a Lantern before."
"If fighting the Reach with a power ring was easy, the Green Lantern Corps would have done it."
"Just so long as you understand that." He glances at the Controller. "This is Manu Mia Mosopo, the founder of the Darkstar organisation."
"Yes, I've gained… Some understanding of how that works in Controller society."
"I am glad." His voice sounds slightly… African, perhaps? "My interest therefore is how the organisation you hope to build and the one which I have built will exist together. I do hope that you have thought about it."
"But of course."
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hance1986
The One Above All.
I hope Manu Mia Mosopo sounds like Javik from Mass Effect.
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Okay, now I can't help but imagine the director as being voiced by Lance Reddick- Charon from the Johm Wick films and other roles.
TheLastOne
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Hmm, I wonder how longed they agreed to indentured servitude for?
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