With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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Angle
Release Candidate Enby
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- They/Them/Theirs/Comrade
Mr. Zoat: What did you think of my idea a few pages back? I apparently got a lot of Likes for it...
He's already wirrten the story pretty far in advance, so i doubt he's going to change anything now.
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As I said, that was just the first result I found out of many
What of the catholic inquisitor who was brought in to exorcise Paul?
What of
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Story Only) | Page 29
Here he is talking to Tula, an atlantian mage
Paul himself also constantly calls gods "jumped up elementals" as well.
Also, please note the actual argument. I pointed out that the succubus transformed into a "love elemental" might "try to help" mortals only to get it horribly wrong because "elementals often don't quite get mortals quite right", and cited the ophidian "not getting mortals". And then he started "correcting" me about how the ophidian is not at all an elemental.
The ophidian being really powerful compared to other elementals doesn't make her thought processes any less alien and is completely aside the the argument and is reading into my argument things I wasn't even trying to say.
I am not so sure she is the greatest, since paul describes the power level they had together as that of a "mid tier deity".
Actually that was the paulphidian merged entity taking offense about its power being underestimated in here With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Story Only) | Page 13
That is missing the point.
I said that embodiments are still elementals, and I correct on that. That there are different "power levels" involved between a lesser elemental, greater elemental, embodiment, and greater deity. but so what? What does this have to do with literally anything I have ever said, ever?
Chaos and order lords embody the element of chaos and order as well, and we know that there are things above lords on that field too.
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Ganurath
Literal Enthusiast
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Ah, so your position isn't that Malfeas should be compared as equal to a Flameduck, but that giving a demon empathy will diminish her ability to understand the viewpoints of others?
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Yep, the power levels of the beings involved was not my point at all.
Do demons even really understand humans that well? I thought they were like elementals in that regard, very alien in thought.
So, not necessarily diminish her ability to understand humans as just leave her as alien and incapable of understanding humans as before.
a love elemental might be well intentioned, but so alien in thought to a human that her "help" might end up backfiring
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Angle
Release Candidate Enby
- Location
- Colorado, USA
- Pronouns
- They/Them/Theirs/Comrade
What, you expect us to just let it go?
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I believe that argument is dying down now
Heh, I laughed
Ganurath
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You're too quick to put labels on the Others, and such is dangerous. Her mental capacities, to the best of our knowledge, have not been diminished in any way her empowerment. The only meaningful change to her mind that we know of is that she cares about how she has hurt others through love, where previously she did not.
As I understand it Succubi do, they are exceptional that way. You can't seduce humans if you don't understand them.
Remember Paulphidian trying to tempt the Green Lanterns? That's the kind of thing that happens when a being that just doesn't understand people tries to tempt them.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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Should be GMT -5
I'll finish the rest tomorrow. Probably go over it again because I think I missed some.
beforehand
Doctor Manhattan
semicolon should be a colon
on low power it still managed
I could locate it and summon
to my exact dimensions
Its eyes
before a column of water rises up
Should probably change to EMP shielding as it's a better known acronym and means the same thing. Not totally necessary though.
their skin was constantly burning
Guardians of the Universe, unless I missed a Marvel crossover
until it disappears
feeling of nausea grows
Sphere should be capitalized
the steps in a howling hiss
the robots' deadline.
I'll finish the rest tomorrow. Probably go over it again because I think I missed some.
Angle
Release Candidate Enby
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- Colorado, USA
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- They/Them/Theirs/Comrade
or more accurately, that now she can see how she hurt others, and compare it to her own love for Tali.
Finagle007
[Verified Great Old One]
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As an elemental of love. Does Chantinelle grow stronger with ever connection of true love she creates?
Hullevow (part 4)
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2nd March
08:22 GMT -5
"Recognised, Orange Lantern, B zero six."
I stroll out into the training room. Fun part of the day well and truly over. You never realise how much work it takes to move a flying Doom Fortress across a planet until you try it. I only really asked out of politeness, but neither the Russians nor the Americans want me taking it through the Bering Straits. I mean, once I get through there there's nothing between me and the South Pole but ocean. I thought it would be easy, but no. The Russians don't want me any nearer their proving ground than I am now and that crazy woman in charge of Alaska doesn't want a foreign warship in American airspace. I thought that after the Spetsnaz paid me a visit I'd convinced the Russians that it really wasn't a spy craft, but it looks like they're not making exceptions no matter how sensible they would be. My choices appear to be risking a transition -something I could probably do but I'm not entirely happy about- or flying it over the pole and down the Atlantic side.
Maybe Sephtian could build a portal big enough to fly through..?
"Wotcha, Orange Lantern."
I look down the side corridor as Beryl Hutchinson and Rob march out. "Squire, Cornwall Boy. What brings the two of you here on a school morning?"
"Minions, mate."
"Alright, but I charge by the hour and I expect union rates."
Rob stares at me in incomprehension. "Whot?"
Beryl snorts with laughter. "He means the village in Cornwall. It's called Minions. Something weird's happening there and Cyril wanted to talk to the Justice League about it. Next thing you know we're all walking through a zeta tube into…" She looks around. "Is this really Mount Justice?"
"I don't think I'm supposed to confirm or deny that."
She looks at me with what I think is a mild frown. Her pointless tiny mask makes it a little hard to tell. "You've got good control of your body language. Is that training or are you using your power ring?"
"A little of both. So how exactly did Sir Cyril wanting a chat result in you coming here?"
Rob smiles ruefully. "Magic, mate. Me and Dad tried having a look around but we couldn't get a handle on it. We thought-."
"That asking his magic using friends for assistance was the wisest course of action." Kaldur enters the training room down the main corridor, followed closely by Garth and Tula. "I am glad that you are back. Knight will be providing a full briefing shortly."
I nod as Beryl calls up the holoscreen on her arm-mounted personal computer. "Speaking of which, I better get the presentation loaded. Cyril's not great with computers."
"Heard that, you cheeky minx." Sir Cyril, Batman, Trevor Marrack and King Orin follow on behind my team mates. "I'll have you know my Twunter feed's got nearly eight million follows now." I spot Beryl rolling her eyes as she raises the holoscreen to cover her response. "Good morning Paul."
"Good morning, Sir Cyril, sir,-" Batman. "-your majesty,-" King Orin. "-Mister Marrack. What seems to be the problem?"
"Probably not a lot, to be honest. Beryl?" The main holoscreen comes to life, showing a view of what I assume to be the village itself. The picture is upside down and has what looks suspiciously like Sir Cyril's fingers across the top. Sir Cyril hesitates for a moment as Beryl smirks and presses a button to turn it the right way up. "Right. This is Minions, in Cornwall. About a week ago Squire spotted that they'd been having a surprising number of car accidents lately. Low speed, so no one got seriously hurt or anything. When we had a look at what was causing them, it turns out that the people involved were all knackered. Could barely keep their eyes open. We asked around a bit and it turns out that everyone's been having recurring nightmares on and off for near enough the last month. From the statements we took, it sounds like in a lot of cases they were having the same ones."
The image changes to show a police forensics team in protective gear. "When we heard about that, we called in police forensics and the chemical warfare people. They checked the whole place out." The image changes to an overhead view of the village. "Nothing in the soil, nothing in the air, nothing in the food, nothing in the buildings. Nothing on ultrasonics or infrasonics. Didn't have a good way to detect telepaths, but everyone gave us a blood sample and no one tested positive for metahuman traits. Did a thorough check of the whole area and didn't find anything out of the ordinary. And once we'd been there a few days, we started having the nightmares too."
I see a yellow shape in him. There's a very clear fear association with that memory. Surprising it's lasted this long. Some sort of.. cancer monster, eating people?
"Since we couldn't think of anything else it could be, I phoned Trevor and asked him to take a look."
Mister Marrack nods. "There's definitely a presence there. It only flares up when it's actually causing the nightmares, though. Didn't feel a thing 'til I tried touching the poor bastard going through one of them. Horrible, it was." He pauses for a moment. "I could just about keep it out while I was there, but I couldn't do it for the whole village. Especially not when I couldn't sleep myself."
Sir Cyril nods. "And that's when I got in touch with Batman. After what happened in Stone Cross, the British Government's got a bit jumpy about magic."
Kaldur's eyes move from the map to Sir Cyril. "Has the village been evacuated?"
"We're keeping an eye on it, but there doesn't seem to be any physical threat. After a month on and off, everyone who's going to leave has already left. There's a couple of MI5 agents still there but all the other police and army people got recalled. No sense in them staying on when they can't do anything."
Batman steps forwards. "You'll be going in as tourists. Attempt to identify the nature and source of the fear projection and report back to me. Aqualad, if you judge it to be within your team's ability to confront whoever or whatever is causing these nightmares then you have my authorisation to do so. Otherwise, Doctor Fate-" ! "-can be with you on short notice."
Kaldur nods. "Knight. How long did it take for you to begin experiencing the nightmares?"
"Difficult to say. I'd been in the village for five days, but I wasn't the first to go down with them. That was.. a bloke on the chemical weapons detail, and he'd only been there for two. And it's hard to tell the difference between normal nightmares and ones being caused by whatever this is."
"Are there any links between the nightmares and.. times of the year, or phases of the moon..?"
Sir Cyril turns to Beryl. She takes a moment to realise and then looks at me and shakes her head. "Nothing like that. They tend to happen at night, but that's just because that's when people usually sleep. Whatever the cause is, it isn't working in concert with anything I could find information on."
Kaldur turns to Batman. "How long will we have to complete this mission?"
"We have no reason to believe that there's any deadline for locating the cause. You should pack for a week. If you haven't found anything by then…"
King Orin smiles at Kaldur. "Then I'll send a fully qualified battlemage to assist in your investigation."
"My King, would it not be wise to assign one from the start?"
"Not every mission I have for you can be completed by hitting your enemy until they stop moving, Kaldur'ahm." Kaldur's head sags slightly. "And sending a member of the Atlantean military who wasn't associated with the Justice League to a foreign country would be somewhat politically awkward, as well as alerting whoever is doing this to our interest." His gaze moves over the three Atlanteans. "But I don't believe it will prove necessary. I have every confidence that the three of you have what it takes to get to the bottom of this."
The three of them simultaneously raise their right fists to their foreheads in a salute. I spot Rob start to make a fist himself before realising that he's not meant to join in. I sometimes forget that the three of them are military cadets. I wonder what the rest of the Atlantean military makes of this whole thing?
Batman glances at Squire, and the hologram shifts to show Minions' location in the county. "The nearest zeta tube is in Brighton. I suggest travelling to Minions by road to preserve your cover, but deciding on the specifics of how to meet your objectives is up to your team leader. Dismissed."
08:22 GMT -5
"Recognised, Orange Lantern, B zero six."
I stroll out into the training room. Fun part of the day well and truly over. You never realise how much work it takes to move a flying Doom Fortress across a planet until you try it. I only really asked out of politeness, but neither the Russians nor the Americans want me taking it through the Bering Straits. I mean, once I get through there there's nothing between me and the South Pole but ocean. I thought it would be easy, but no. The Russians don't want me any nearer their proving ground than I am now and that crazy woman in charge of Alaska doesn't want a foreign warship in American airspace. I thought that after the Spetsnaz paid me a visit I'd convinced the Russians that it really wasn't a spy craft, but it looks like they're not making exceptions no matter how sensible they would be. My choices appear to be risking a transition -something I could probably do but I'm not entirely happy about- or flying it over the pole and down the Atlantic side.
Maybe Sephtian could build a portal big enough to fly through..?
"Wotcha, Orange Lantern."
I look down the side corridor as Beryl Hutchinson and Rob march out. "Squire, Cornwall Boy. What brings the two of you here on a school morning?"
"Minions, mate."
"Alright, but I charge by the hour and I expect union rates."
Rob stares at me in incomprehension. "Whot?"
Beryl snorts with laughter. "He means the village in Cornwall. It's called Minions. Something weird's happening there and Cyril wanted to talk to the Justice League about it. Next thing you know we're all walking through a zeta tube into…" She looks around. "Is this really Mount Justice?"
"I don't think I'm supposed to confirm or deny that."
She looks at me with what I think is a mild frown. Her pointless tiny mask makes it a little hard to tell. "You've got good control of your body language. Is that training or are you using your power ring?"
"A little of both. So how exactly did Sir Cyril wanting a chat result in you coming here?"
Rob smiles ruefully. "Magic, mate. Me and Dad tried having a look around but we couldn't get a handle on it. We thought-."
"That asking his magic using friends for assistance was the wisest course of action." Kaldur enters the training room down the main corridor, followed closely by Garth and Tula. "I am glad that you are back. Knight will be providing a full briefing shortly."
I nod as Beryl calls up the holoscreen on her arm-mounted personal computer. "Speaking of which, I better get the presentation loaded. Cyril's not great with computers."
"Heard that, you cheeky minx." Sir Cyril, Batman, Trevor Marrack and King Orin follow on behind my team mates. "I'll have you know my Twunter feed's got nearly eight million follows now." I spot Beryl rolling her eyes as she raises the holoscreen to cover her response. "Good morning Paul."
"Good morning, Sir Cyril, sir,-" Batman. "-your majesty,-" King Orin. "-Mister Marrack. What seems to be the problem?"
"Probably not a lot, to be honest. Beryl?" The main holoscreen comes to life, showing a view of what I assume to be the village itself. The picture is upside down and has what looks suspiciously like Sir Cyril's fingers across the top. Sir Cyril hesitates for a moment as Beryl smirks and presses a button to turn it the right way up. "Right. This is Minions, in Cornwall. About a week ago Squire spotted that they'd been having a surprising number of car accidents lately. Low speed, so no one got seriously hurt or anything. When we had a look at what was causing them, it turns out that the people involved were all knackered. Could barely keep their eyes open. We asked around a bit and it turns out that everyone's been having recurring nightmares on and off for near enough the last month. From the statements we took, it sounds like in a lot of cases they were having the same ones."
The image changes to show a police forensics team in protective gear. "When we heard about that, we called in police forensics and the chemical warfare people. They checked the whole place out." The image changes to an overhead view of the village. "Nothing in the soil, nothing in the air, nothing in the food, nothing in the buildings. Nothing on ultrasonics or infrasonics. Didn't have a good way to detect telepaths, but everyone gave us a blood sample and no one tested positive for metahuman traits. Did a thorough check of the whole area and didn't find anything out of the ordinary. And once we'd been there a few days, we started having the nightmares too."
I see a yellow shape in him. There's a very clear fear association with that memory. Surprising it's lasted this long. Some sort of.. cancer monster, eating people?
"Since we couldn't think of anything else it could be, I phoned Trevor and asked him to take a look."
Mister Marrack nods. "There's definitely a presence there. It only flares up when it's actually causing the nightmares, though. Didn't feel a thing 'til I tried touching the poor bastard going through one of them. Horrible, it was." He pauses for a moment. "I could just about keep it out while I was there, but I couldn't do it for the whole village. Especially not when I couldn't sleep myself."
Sir Cyril nods. "And that's when I got in touch with Batman. After what happened in Stone Cross, the British Government's got a bit jumpy about magic."
Kaldur's eyes move from the map to Sir Cyril. "Has the village been evacuated?"
"We're keeping an eye on it, but there doesn't seem to be any physical threat. After a month on and off, everyone who's going to leave has already left. There's a couple of MI5 agents still there but all the other police and army people got recalled. No sense in them staying on when they can't do anything."
Batman steps forwards. "You'll be going in as tourists. Attempt to identify the nature and source of the fear projection and report back to me. Aqualad, if you judge it to be within your team's ability to confront whoever or whatever is causing these nightmares then you have my authorisation to do so. Otherwise, Doctor Fate-" ! "-can be with you on short notice."
Kaldur nods. "Knight. How long did it take for you to begin experiencing the nightmares?"
"Difficult to say. I'd been in the village for five days, but I wasn't the first to go down with them. That was.. a bloke on the chemical weapons detail, and he'd only been there for two. And it's hard to tell the difference between normal nightmares and ones being caused by whatever this is."
"Are there any links between the nightmares and.. times of the year, or phases of the moon..?"
Sir Cyril turns to Beryl. She takes a moment to realise and then looks at me and shakes her head. "Nothing like that. They tend to happen at night, but that's just because that's when people usually sleep. Whatever the cause is, it isn't working in concert with anything I could find information on."
Kaldur turns to Batman. "How long will we have to complete this mission?"
"We have no reason to believe that there's any deadline for locating the cause. You should pack for a week. If you haven't found anything by then…"
King Orin smiles at Kaldur. "Then I'll send a fully qualified battlemage to assist in your investigation."
"My King, would it not be wise to assign one from the start?"
"Not every mission I have for you can be completed by hitting your enemy until they stop moving, Kaldur'ahm." Kaldur's head sags slightly. "And sending a member of the Atlantean military who wasn't associated with the Justice League to a foreign country would be somewhat politically awkward, as well as alerting whoever is doing this to our interest." His gaze moves over the three Atlanteans. "But I don't believe it will prove necessary. I have every confidence that the three of you have what it takes to get to the bottom of this."
The three of them simultaneously raise their right fists to their foreheads in a salute. I spot Rob start to make a fist himself before realising that he's not meant to join in. I sometimes forget that the three of them are military cadets. I wonder what the rest of the Atlantean military makes of this whole thing?
Batman glances at Squire, and the hologram shifts to show Minions' location in the county. "The nearest zeta tube is in Brighton. I suggest travelling to Minions by road to preserve your cover, but deciding on the specifics of how to meet your objectives is up to your team leader. Dismissed."
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Finagle007
[Verified Great Old One]
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Yeah, Paul's gonna be doing EVERYTHING he can to avoid having Nabu show up.
This sounds amazing. Also, poor Paul dealing with the crazy woman in charge of Alaska.
Sally Pairing is pretty nuts. Dunno what James McAbel was thinking picking her in 2008.
Isnt my realname
This isn't my real name.
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So, is Beryl burly?
Wow, they managed to come up with an alternate name for Twitter that sounds as dumb as the original while also sounding vaguely obscene at the same time.
Possible typo:
That should probably be "on"; "at" seems to be more of a British usage.
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- Wishing I was somewhere much colder, I asssume.
So from what I understand, this whole Knight and Squire stuff started as some kind of knock-off Batman and Robin thing, right?
Did it develop into it's own thing or is it just a Batman comic, basically?
Did it develop into it's own thing or is it just a Batman comic, basically?
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- Hampden Park
Huh. Weird. Thank you, corrected.
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- USA
*thought? Not sure if the second 't' is intentionally cut off.
Also, guesses anyone? I'm thinking it's a side effect of a Paralax-type being. No idea what its doing in rural England though.
EDIT: when I say Paralax-type being, I mean something related to fear in someway and decently powerful, but not Emotional Embodiment-powerful.
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