- Location
- Somewhere out there
Is this how you've always written it, or was it Hawk's or Hawks' before?
Gordanians
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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Violation of Rule 1 - Even This Close To Doxxing Is A Big No-No. Don't Even Suggest It.
Zoat's fairly easily doxxable, but given that the relevant data hasn't been posted previously, and that I'd really rather like to keep reading the story without having to wade through a huge doxx-fight in the comments, I think I'll rather firmly leave that particular reveal to the author themselves. If nothing else, it would be in awfully bad taste to give out potentially story-relevant information in advance, hmm?
- Location
- Wishing I was somewhere much colder, I asssume.
Weak. After you say Candle Jack you're supposed to end the pos
- Location
- United Kingdom
So, i just finished my first read through of the Story On.y thread. How... how many words was that? It's taken a fortnignt or so, and... wow its long.
Also, really cool story. I've been stuck to it the whole time!
Now to catch up on everything else.
Also, really cool story. I've been stuck to it the whole time!
Now to catch up on everything else.
- Location
- Wishing I was somewhere much colder, I asssume.
Honestly it took me weeks to make it through the the entire story, and that was back when it was on thread eleven over at spacebattles.
Though I did read a lot of the comments between posts.
- Location
- Hampden Park
Thank you, corrected.
It took everyone this long to figure out?
- Location
- Somewhere out there
They STILL haven't done it.
Karuadin
Vago Mundo
It was suggested back when this was on SB, it's still wrong.
From the first time this was mentioned, we know that despite having this clue Robin was unable to guess his name the way he did with his given name. So it cannot be anything obvious like that.
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Flambeau maybe?
- Location
- Wishing I was somewhere much colder, I asssume.
I still haven't seen him dismiss Wickman, or any name close to that.
Though that might just mean that he wants us to stop.
Headhunted (part 5)
- Location
- Hampden Park
2nd August
18:16 GMT
That's a big star.
I know that Antares Scorpii is a supergiant star, but stars in general are so big that the idea of a slightly bigger version doesn't really mean much to the Human brain. Even hanging here in space looking at it, it's a glowing blob a long way away. Even having the ring tell me that it has a radius 883 times that of Sol and that if it were in Sol's place its outer surface would be past Mars didn't have much impact until I got curious and generated a construct model.
It's really big.
Heck, Antares B isn't small. It has 10 times the mass of Sol, as opposed to 18 times the mass as Antares Scorpii has.
As a result of having two stars and a.. really quite pretty band of particles linking the two and reflecting their light, the worlds of the Antares system don't get much in the way of night. Alstair orbits a very long way away from either star, and as a result has a range of temperature that a Human -or a Thanagarian- would find comfortable. Llarr is further in and noticeably warmer, a fact that its cold blooded inhabitants have evolved to take full advantage of.
Incoming communication.
Answer.
"This is the Dhor Stellar Armada. Identify yourself."
"Orange Lantern Two Eight One Four. From Earth."
"One.. moment."
I think someone remembers what happened last time they met a Human. I wonder if Kanjar Ro managed to cling to power after getting his arse handed to him by Kal-El?
"This region is under dispute. Please conclude your business quickly. Dhor Stellar Armada out."
Hm.
The two inner worlds are stranger. The population of Dhor live almost entirely underground, their world's core cold and still while its surface is bathed in solar radiation. In the case of Mosteel it's the people who are the oddity, their whole physiology designed to be able to operate at extreme temperatures and their silvery skin reflecting as much incoming energy as it can manage. It was their attempt to settle the surface of Dhor that persuaded the Dhorians to take an interest in things going on outside their settlements.
Unfortunately, they didn't much like it.
Incoming communication.
This is going to happen a lot, isn't it?
Challenging visitors to disputed regions is-.
Yes yes. Answer.
"Mosteel Command. Identify."
"Orange Lantern Two Eight One Four."
"Purpose of visit."
"I'm visiting Alstair to-."
"Kill yourself now to save yourself from the pain of death upon our guns."
I take a moment to look around my environment. No, their fleet still appears to be in a defensive posture quite a way away from me.
"I'll take that under advisement."
…
No, they're gone.
There are lots of very small bits of spaceship littering the system, but beyond the four inhabited planets and the dust cloud not much else. Given the mass of the stars it's a minor miracle that four rocky worlds managed to establish stable orbits, and I'm not surprised that gas giants either failed to form or were absorbed by the young stars. I'm a little surprised that they've already gone through all of their asteroids, but I suppose that four space aged civilisations burn through a lot of resources. Particularly if they're constantly building and destroying war fleets.
Incoming communication.
Is it Alstair?
No.
Put them through.
Compliance.
"Orange Lantern Two Eight One Four responding. What can I do for Llarr?"
"State business."
"Purchasing computer equipment from Alstair."
"Llarr make better."
"Do you make it better with plants?"
"Plants weak."
"You want anything else?"
"Keep visit short. Do not interfere. Will punish violation."
"Orange Lantern out."
I pass Llarr's orbit, heading for Alstair. Alstair has a couple of… I'm not sure that I'd call them moons, exactly. Clusters of asteroids held together by space plants that are kept in orbit. Reminds me a little uncomfortably of the bad guys from Wheeled Warriors. While there are areas of natural plant life on Alstair, plant-based industry looks quite a lot like the mechanical kind. The locals are just better at cleaning up after themselves, consciously designing and manipulating plant microbes to purify the soil and air. It might be worth trying to bring Euanthe here, actually. I mean, if she can survive a journey like this. I know that there are microbes that can eat oil spills, and if they can be consciously controlled that could prove to be a major boon in areas on contaminated soil.
Okay… Capital city should be about there… Bit odd that no one has tried to contact me yet-.
Incoming communication.
Ah. Good oh. Answer.
Compliance.
"State your business, Lantern."
Ring, what language?
Plekesh.
Curious. "Secure communiqué from Commander Fel Andar of the Blades of Alstair. Also, numerous personal missives from his company. I would also like to purchase some equipment."
"The Blades? Do you have his seal?"
"Yep." I take the small emblem out of subspace. "Can you see it from wherever you are, or do you want me to-?"
"Our druids can sense it now. You are cleared to proceed to the capital. An escort will join you shortly. Accompany them and there won't be any trouble."
"As you wish. Orange Lantern out."
18:16 GMT
That's a big star.
I know that Antares Scorpii is a supergiant star, but stars in general are so big that the idea of a slightly bigger version doesn't really mean much to the Human brain. Even hanging here in space looking at it, it's a glowing blob a long way away. Even having the ring tell me that it has a radius 883 times that of Sol and that if it were in Sol's place its outer surface would be past Mars didn't have much impact until I got curious and generated a construct model.
It's really big.
Heck, Antares B isn't small. It has 10 times the mass of Sol, as opposed to 18 times the mass as Antares Scorpii has.
As a result of having two stars and a.. really quite pretty band of particles linking the two and reflecting their light, the worlds of the Antares system don't get much in the way of night. Alstair orbits a very long way away from either star, and as a result has a range of temperature that a Human -or a Thanagarian- would find comfortable. Llarr is further in and noticeably warmer, a fact that its cold blooded inhabitants have evolved to take full advantage of.
Incoming communication.
Answer.
"This is the Dhor Stellar Armada. Identify yourself."
"Orange Lantern Two Eight One Four. From Earth."
"One.. moment."
I think someone remembers what happened last time they met a Human. I wonder if Kanjar Ro managed to cling to power after getting his arse handed to him by Kal-El?
"This region is under dispute. Please conclude your business quickly. Dhor Stellar Armada out."
Hm.
The two inner worlds are stranger. The population of Dhor live almost entirely underground, their world's core cold and still while its surface is bathed in solar radiation. In the case of Mosteel it's the people who are the oddity, their whole physiology designed to be able to operate at extreme temperatures and their silvery skin reflecting as much incoming energy as it can manage. It was their attempt to settle the surface of Dhor that persuaded the Dhorians to take an interest in things going on outside their settlements.
Unfortunately, they didn't much like it.
Incoming communication.
This is going to happen a lot, isn't it?
Challenging visitors to disputed regions is-.
Yes yes. Answer.
"Mosteel Command. Identify."
"Orange Lantern Two Eight One Four."
"Purpose of visit."
"I'm visiting Alstair to-."
"Kill yourself now to save yourself from the pain of death upon our guns."
I take a moment to look around my environment. No, their fleet still appears to be in a defensive posture quite a way away from me.
"I'll take that under advisement."
…
No, they're gone.
There are lots of very small bits of spaceship littering the system, but beyond the four inhabited planets and the dust cloud not much else. Given the mass of the stars it's a minor miracle that four rocky worlds managed to establish stable orbits, and I'm not surprised that gas giants either failed to form or were absorbed by the young stars. I'm a little surprised that they've already gone through all of their asteroids, but I suppose that four space aged civilisations burn through a lot of resources. Particularly if they're constantly building and destroying war fleets.
Incoming communication.
Is it Alstair?
No.
Put them through.
Compliance.
"Orange Lantern Two Eight One Four responding. What can I do for Llarr?"
"State business."
"Purchasing computer equipment from Alstair."
"Llarr make better."
"Do you make it better with plants?"
"Plants weak."
"You want anything else?"
"Keep visit short. Do not interfere. Will punish violation."
"Orange Lantern out."
I pass Llarr's orbit, heading for Alstair. Alstair has a couple of… I'm not sure that I'd call them moons, exactly. Clusters of asteroids held together by space plants that are kept in orbit. Reminds me a little uncomfortably of the bad guys from Wheeled Warriors. While there are areas of natural plant life on Alstair, plant-based industry looks quite a lot like the mechanical kind. The locals are just better at cleaning up after themselves, consciously designing and manipulating plant microbes to purify the soil and air. It might be worth trying to bring Euanthe here, actually. I mean, if she can survive a journey like this. I know that there are microbes that can eat oil spills, and if they can be consciously controlled that could prove to be a major boon in areas on contaminated soil.
Okay… Capital city should be about there… Bit odd that no one has tried to contact me yet-.
Incoming communication.
Ah. Good oh. Answer.
Compliance.
"State your business, Lantern."
Ring, what language?
Plekesh.
Curious. "Secure communiqué from Commander Fel Andar of the Blades of Alstair. Also, numerous personal missives from his company. I would also like to purchase some equipment."
"The Blades? Do you have his seal?"
"Yep." I take the small emblem out of subspace. "Can you see it from wherever you are, or do you want me to-?"
"Our druids can sense it now. You are cleared to proceed to the capital. An escort will join you shortly. Accompany them and there won't be any trouble."
"As you wish. Orange Lantern out."
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They seem like nice people.
- Location
- Florida
Ahhh a callback to my childhood. Nice reference!
Stormbringer117
Soulless
- Location
- Australia
Short and sweet.
Nice update, gearing up of the assault on the Prison.
Nice update, gearing up of the assault on the Prison.
Gazing Eye
Compound, Lidless, Always Watching.
"It'll have to go"
you went and got this song stuck in my head again =_=
I doubt the fleets would do much; military discipline you know. The planets are another matter; they probably broadcast everything from insults to propaganda at each other all the time, if the stars don't drown them out.
- Location
- West Coast
I'm surprised all 4 still exist. what's stopping one of them going all kinetics on the others?
- Location
- Hampden Park
Not much. Given how long they've been hostile to one another they've pretty much run out of creative things to say.
The ability of the others to see exactly what they're doing, force fields, awkward orbits, narrative convenience.
Yo mama so fat, the Dhorians use her for shade!
- Location
- Ashtabula
You haven't been around enough Military then. They take their shit talking VERY seriously.
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