Hestia&theCourt
Turns out we're plural too.
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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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If Snowflame DID show up, I hope Paul tries to recruit him. Paul doesn't seem to have as negative an attitude towards the war on drugs as I would have hoped, but Lantern Snowflame is just such a fun idea that I want it to happen anyway. And recruiting villains with redeeming qualities is kinda his MO.
NEVER gonna happen, though. But we can dream.
"Snowflame of Earth, you want more cocaine. And I want you for the Orange Lantern Corps. Take my ring."
NEVER gonna happen, though. But we can dream.
"Snowflame of Earth, you want more cocaine. And I want you for the Orange Lantern Corps. Take my ring."
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weredrago2
"Cowabunga, Shadow the Hedgehog..."
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As amusing as it would be for him to get his hands on a power ring, Snowflame never struck me as being mentally stable. He'd quickly be consumed by orange light (by his own volition, if it can get him more coke) and go on an orange cocaine rampage. Though he'd have the right amount of greed, Paul needs STABLE people to staff his corps with.
Nothing says "bad idea" quite like giving a crazy superhuman drug dealer an alien object of power and saying he can do whatever he wants to on his downtime.
Nothing says "bad idea" quite like giving a crazy superhuman drug dealer an alien object of power and saying he can do whatever he wants to on his downtime.
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Yeah, I know. That's why I said it would never happen even if he did show up. I can dream, though. Doesn't seem like he'd be a HUGE threat though; he'd probably mostly just transmute a lot of cocaine. I don't really know what his endgame would be beyond that, though. Not the best idea, but definitely not the WORST person you could give a power ring to either.
Depends on what he transmutes to cocaine, for one. God help us if he's the one to figure out how Larfleeze's "turn construct lanterns into X" trick worked.
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weredrago2
"Cowabunga, Shadow the Hedgehog..."
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Since we're talking about Snowflame, I took the liberty of reading the New Guardians issue he showed up in.
In the comic he was a powerful drug lord in Columbia. He was a big enough threat on his own that he was considered worth throwing superheroes at. With a power ring in addition to his normal abilities and influence, Snowflame could dramatically increase the power and reach of his criminal empire. In a short amount of time he could snort up the competition and add their power to his own. Could anyone else see Orange Snowflame muscling into into Santa Prisca's Venom production? A power ring would also let him transmute perfect drugs that can induct people into his cocaine religion.
"When I snort a line of cocaine. And blow your mind."
"IT IS WITH THREE BILLION NOSTRILS!"
Desires-wise, Snowflame would be a very potent Orange Lantern. Unfortunately, he would also be an incredibly potent supervillain.
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There's not really much need though. I mean, I don't know the character well enough to say whether he'd do it anyway or not, but he really wouldn't HAVE any competition if he had the ability to produce essentially infinite cocaine from raw resources. He could completely undercut all of them. Hell, he could give everyone in the world cocaine for free if he wanted to, though that doesn't seem entirely likely from what little I know about the character.
Again, I don't know the character that well, but Venom isn't cocaine, so I'm not sure he'd be interested.
While improving drugs would be one of the things I would personally do if I got a power ring, the problem is that it wouldn't be cocaine anymore if he changed it. It would be a slightly (or not slightly) different drug. The most he could without making it a different drug is make it 100% pure.
For a normal person, that wouldn't be a problem, but he's the patron saint of COCAINE, not the patron saint of some-awesome-cocaine-analog. Plus, while there are lots of ways you could improve cocaine, I doubt it's possible to make a drug that automatically makes you worship it. Then again, this is comic books, not real life, so we don't necessarily need to go by real neuropharmacology.
If he were willing to compromise a little, I suppose he could cut it with another drug that protects against the cardiotoxicity or something to improve it, but that wouldn't induct everyone into his cult, and furthermore doesn't seem like a bad thing.
I guess that depends on to what degree his violence is motivated by his love for cocaine. If he just loves cocaine and wants people (especially him) to use it, and only uses violence because it's necessary for his operation, then he could do some good. Make purer cocaine available for everyone, maybe end prohibition, etc. On the other hand, if he just wants money and power too, and enjoys violence for it's own sake, then obviously that's not gonna work.
I could make a better judgement if I knew the character better. As it is, basically all I know about him is cocaine.
weredrago2
"Cowabunga, Shadow the Hedgehog..."
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To keep it brief (which I kinda have to do with a character who showed up in one issue), Snowflame's a drug lord. His violence is seemingly motivated by a lust for power and money. Typical villain stuff there. The "Cocaine is my God" business doesn't seem to guide his actions, but the production/shipment of more coke would give him more money to expand his operations with.
As a side note, Snowflame had a strange sort of honor. First, he allowed the "freaks" (the New Guardians) the chance to get lost without fighting them. Later, when he thought he'd killed them, Snowflame told his minions to bury them without stealing their stuff because he respected the dead.
As a side note, Snowflame had a strange sort of honor. First, he allowed the "freaks" (the New Guardians) the chance to get lost without fighting them. Later, when he thought he'd killed them, Snowflame told his minions to bury them without stealing their stuff because he respected the dead.
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Cocaine. He wants to do cocaine on his downtime.
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- Hampden Park
Almost certainly not. He isn't powerful enough to fight off the SI, clever enough to avoid the SI or interesting enough to offer the SI anything.
Collegiality (part 12)
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- Hampden Park
24th August
04:17 GMT
"You intend to make war on the Reach." Inasmuch as his expression changes, Kontross looks unhappy at the news. Can it really be news at this point? It's not as if it was any sort of secret.
"The Controllers haven't made any secret of their ongoing confrontation with the Reach. And since you don't seem inclined to involve yourselves again, they're the… People on the spot."
"Do you have any idea how many people died when the Green Lantern Corps fought the Reach?"
"No. Nor do I particularly care." I shrug. "But if you want to tell me anyway, go ahead. More or less than when you went to war with Apokolips?"
"More. And over a far longer span of time. Unlike Apokolips, the Reach were only able to match the power Green Lanterns possess, but we were forced to engage them over a far larger front. How well do you think that your neophytes will fare against Scarab Warriors?"
"Pretty well? I'll wait until I have more experimental data to give you a firm answer, but based on my personal experience killing a Beetle isn't all that hard."
Broome Bon Baris frowns. "Your estimation of your strength does not match Lantern Tui's report to us after your shared training session."
"You mean, the training session which I ran. Where I was deliberately trying to avoid killing them." I look around the semicircle of Guardians. "I realise that you haven't had much to do with the non-green colours in a very long time, but you are aware that orange is the colour of avarice, yes? As in, the strength of my constructs is proportionate to how much I want something? And while I may make the occasional… Bantering comment, I do actually respect your Corps and I certainly don't want to kill or injure its members. On the other hand…"
I take a hologram generator out of subspace.
"Sorry, I… Don't know how to interface with this room's systems…"
I don't see any of the Guardians make a particular action, but the starscape fades slightly. I nod, then have the hologram generator show my attack on the Reach ship in orbit around Urrigen.
"On the other hand, when I really want something dead, when I really want it destroyed and I feel no hesitancy at all."
The hologram shows in real time me tearing the Reach ship apart.
Pazu Pinder Pol gives me a shallow nod. "That was not a Scarab Warrior. I do not believe that it was even a warship."
"True. This was, though."
The image shows my Praexis Demons swarm in, then me shooting Yellow Beetle and myself and Tarant killing her.
"Doesn't.. really seem that hard. Please, don't.. judge me by my weakest combat constructs. And don't assume that every big thing I did was the result of the Ophidian's influence. Heck, I'm sure that Guy's told you that Ragnar beat an Anti-Green Lantern one on one, and he'd had no formal training at all."
"The rings used by the Qwardian slaves are not perfectly designed to nullify your orange rings."
"I didn't say it was a master class of ring use. I just mean to say that when one of us is assigned to a task we really want to complete… Our rookies are -in that one endeavour- as powerful as your veterans." Out of the corner of my eye I see Guy's mouth start to open. "Powerful." I turn my head to look at him. "Not as skilled, or as good.. generally. Just 'as powerful'."
Ganthet looks uncomfortable. "At the cost of their sanity."
"And that's the focus of our training. But with our Central Power Battery up and running, I don't believe-" Several Guardians… They don't quite stiffen, but it's like they just heard something surprising in a conversation they were eavesdropping on. "-that it's an insurmountable problem." They do that 'looking-at-each-other-without-speaking' thing again. "Something you.. want to share..?"
"Mmpfh." Appa Ali Apsa floats forwards slightly and waves his hands. My hologram shuts down, being replaced by the translucent image of Lantern… Chip? The Squirrel-looking one. "Lantern Ch'p, report."
"Guardians, it was as you feared. The defence screen around New Berrith has been completely destroyed."
Um. Yeah. As much as I try to value all life, I don't really think that letting the Berrith slip into extinction would really give me much cause for disquiet. They're actually worse than the Citadelians and the Gordanians; brutal, savage and ruthless. Fortunately, they were such shits that even in a universe where the Reach and the Dominion have willing trading partners they couldn't make any allies at all. And they weren't so advanced that the local species couldn't fight them off. Eventually they drew the attention of the Guardians and got quarantined on their homeworld, an act of restraint which… It impresses me, though I'm not sure that I agree that it was a good choice.
Appa Ali Apsa nods. "And you're sure of the cause?"
His whiskers twitch. "Not.. completely, Guardian. The readings I'm getting from the debris of the satellite monitors shows that they were hit by powerful but conventional weapons. And some of the damage inflicted on the surface was caused by gravity disruptors."
"Aw, great."
"But the energy readings you mentioned?"
"Confirmed, Guardian. Avarice."
"Sounds like some more a' your lost rings jus' turned up."
"Yeah, wonderful. Lantern Ch'p? Can you tell if the orange ring users were attacking? The Berrith aren't exactly a popular people."
"I-." The image of his head turns. "Who are-?"
"The Illustres of the Orange Lantern Corps is here for negotiations. Please answer his question."
"I can't tell for certain, but I do know from personal experience that the Berrith respond well to strong displays of dominance. The shots targeted at the planet appear to have come close to large population centres without directly striking them. Given the number of them who have left, I suspect that whoever was shooting at the planet was simply making a point."
Probably not someone seeking revenge for an ancestral wrong, then. "Any idea how many? Desire strong enough to call an orange ring over long distances appears to draw more than one."
"I'm sorry, but I can't even tell for certain which shots were from weapons and which were from constructs. I can't detect any faster than light trail, so either they're very good at hiding themselves or they used a stealthed vessel of some kind." His head turns back around to face the Guardians. "The Berrith don't have the infrastructure to build further ships, and… I'm not sure that I could stop whatever did this by myself if it comes back. I am requesting assistance. At the very least, rebuilding the blockade to make sure that no one takes advantage of the Berrith's vulnerability."
"Guardians, I think I should look into this. It will be far easier for me to talk someone crazed on the orange light down, and I'm.. somewhat responsible for those rings being out in the wild in the first place."
Herupa Hando Hu nods. "We agree. Lantern Gardner."
"Sir."
"You will travel with him to Space Sector One Zero One Four and investigate. Take whatever follow up action you feel is appropriate." Guy nods. "And you, Orange Lantern,-"
Ch'p's head is replaced by an image of the planet someone just gouged chunks out of.
"-may wish to carefully consider the ongoing consequences of not dealing with these rings more promptly."
04:17 GMT
"You intend to make war on the Reach." Inasmuch as his expression changes, Kontross looks unhappy at the news. Can it really be news at this point? It's not as if it was any sort of secret.
"The Controllers haven't made any secret of their ongoing confrontation with the Reach. And since you don't seem inclined to involve yourselves again, they're the… People on the spot."
"Do you have any idea how many people died when the Green Lantern Corps fought the Reach?"
"No. Nor do I particularly care." I shrug. "But if you want to tell me anyway, go ahead. More or less than when you went to war with Apokolips?"
"More. And over a far longer span of time. Unlike Apokolips, the Reach were only able to match the power Green Lanterns possess, but we were forced to engage them over a far larger front. How well do you think that your neophytes will fare against Scarab Warriors?"
"Pretty well? I'll wait until I have more experimental data to give you a firm answer, but based on my personal experience killing a Beetle isn't all that hard."
Broome Bon Baris frowns. "Your estimation of your strength does not match Lantern Tui's report to us after your shared training session."
"You mean, the training session which I ran. Where I was deliberately trying to avoid killing them." I look around the semicircle of Guardians. "I realise that you haven't had much to do with the non-green colours in a very long time, but you are aware that orange is the colour of avarice, yes? As in, the strength of my constructs is proportionate to how much I want something? And while I may make the occasional… Bantering comment, I do actually respect your Corps and I certainly don't want to kill or injure its members. On the other hand…"
I take a hologram generator out of subspace.
"Sorry, I… Don't know how to interface with this room's systems…"
I don't see any of the Guardians make a particular action, but the starscape fades slightly. I nod, then have the hologram generator show my attack on the Reach ship in orbit around Urrigen.
"On the other hand, when I really want something dead, when I really want it destroyed and I feel no hesitancy at all."
The hologram shows in real time me tearing the Reach ship apart.
Pazu Pinder Pol gives me a shallow nod. "That was not a Scarab Warrior. I do not believe that it was even a warship."
"True. This was, though."
The image shows my Praexis Demons swarm in, then me shooting Yellow Beetle and myself and Tarant killing her.
"Doesn't.. really seem that hard. Please, don't.. judge me by my weakest combat constructs. And don't assume that every big thing I did was the result of the Ophidian's influence. Heck, I'm sure that Guy's told you that Ragnar beat an Anti-Green Lantern one on one, and he'd had no formal training at all."
"The rings used by the Qwardian slaves are not perfectly designed to nullify your orange rings."
"I didn't say it was a master class of ring use. I just mean to say that when one of us is assigned to a task we really want to complete… Our rookies are -in that one endeavour- as powerful as your veterans." Out of the corner of my eye I see Guy's mouth start to open. "Powerful." I turn my head to look at him. "Not as skilled, or as good.. generally. Just 'as powerful'."
Ganthet looks uncomfortable. "At the cost of their sanity."
"And that's the focus of our training. But with our Central Power Battery up and running, I don't believe-" Several Guardians… They don't quite stiffen, but it's like they just heard something surprising in a conversation they were eavesdropping on. "-that it's an insurmountable problem." They do that 'looking-at-each-other-without-speaking' thing again. "Something you.. want to share..?"
"Mmpfh." Appa Ali Apsa floats forwards slightly and waves his hands. My hologram shuts down, being replaced by the translucent image of Lantern… Chip? The Squirrel-looking one. "Lantern Ch'p, report."
"Guardians, it was as you feared. The defence screen around New Berrith has been completely destroyed."
Um. Yeah. As much as I try to value all life, I don't really think that letting the Berrith slip into extinction would really give me much cause for disquiet. They're actually worse than the Citadelians and the Gordanians; brutal, savage and ruthless. Fortunately, they were such shits that even in a universe where the Reach and the Dominion have willing trading partners they couldn't make any allies at all. And they weren't so advanced that the local species couldn't fight them off. Eventually they drew the attention of the Guardians and got quarantined on their homeworld, an act of restraint which… It impresses me, though I'm not sure that I agree that it was a good choice.
Appa Ali Apsa nods. "And you're sure of the cause?"
His whiskers twitch. "Not.. completely, Guardian. The readings I'm getting from the debris of the satellite monitors shows that they were hit by powerful but conventional weapons. And some of the damage inflicted on the surface was caused by gravity disruptors."
"Aw, great."
"But the energy readings you mentioned?"
"Confirmed, Guardian. Avarice."
"Sounds like some more a' your lost rings jus' turned up."
"Yeah, wonderful. Lantern Ch'p? Can you tell if the orange ring users were attacking? The Berrith aren't exactly a popular people."
"I-." The image of his head turns. "Who are-?"
"The Illustres of the Orange Lantern Corps is here for negotiations. Please answer his question."
"I can't tell for certain, but I do know from personal experience that the Berrith respond well to strong displays of dominance. The shots targeted at the planet appear to have come close to large population centres without directly striking them. Given the number of them who have left, I suspect that whoever was shooting at the planet was simply making a point."
Probably not someone seeking revenge for an ancestral wrong, then. "Any idea how many? Desire strong enough to call an orange ring over long distances appears to draw more than one."
"I'm sorry, but I can't even tell for certain which shots were from weapons and which were from constructs. I can't detect any faster than light trail, so either they're very good at hiding themselves or they used a stealthed vessel of some kind." His head turns back around to face the Guardians. "The Berrith don't have the infrastructure to build further ships, and… I'm not sure that I could stop whatever did this by myself if it comes back. I am requesting assistance. At the very least, rebuilding the blockade to make sure that no one takes advantage of the Berrith's vulnerability."
"Guardians, I think I should look into this. It will be far easier for me to talk someone crazed on the orange light down, and I'm.. somewhat responsible for those rings being out in the wild in the first place."
Herupa Hando Hu nods. "We agree. Lantern Gardner."
"Sir."
"You will travel with him to Space Sector One Zero One Four and investigate. Take whatever follow up action you feel is appropriate." Guy nods. "And you, Orange Lantern,-"
Ch'p's head is replaced by an image of the planet someone just gouged chunks out of.
"-may wish to carefully consider the ongoing consequences of not dealing with these rings more promptly."
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- Earth
He could offer the SI cocaine!
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Yeaaaaahhh, Paul and Guy's interstellar road trip!
I do really like these Guardians though. They aren't straw men at all, but reasonable and moral beings of incredible age.
I do really like these Guardians though. They aren't straw men at all, but reasonable and moral beings of incredible age.
Blazinghand
O cursèd spite
- Location
- California
Is it time to meet another Orange light user? I was hoping the next one would be more sane than the last, but this seems very troubling. Breaking a quarantine on an evil race, planetary bombardment... this is bad news.
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- Ashtabula
To be fair, although Paul has been busy, this is a wise piece of advice.
So Mr. Zoat. How does it feel to write Guardians better then there owners?
"Have you considered the conquences of keeping Manhunters around?"
Do eeeeeeeeeeeeeet.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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- Baton Rouge
On the one hand, I was looking forward to the negotiations. On the other,
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- Florida
Not like anything of value was actually lost? Seems like the people finding the orange rings are either being fairly tame compared to Larfleeze or going batshit on acceptable targets.
SaltyWaffles
I am dissapoint, son
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That was...refreshingly reasonable and cordial. One of my favorite things about this fic so far has been the cooperation between the OLC and GLC, and the potential it holds.
TheLastOne
Person of impeccable tastes (for destruction)
The last one was useful, if problatic. While it's possible this one might also be useful, I doubt it. I think we're going to get an example of the kind of problem Paul is going to have to put down.
After all, the Prince just pursued his original goals with blindness and obsession, and he pursued them the way he wanted to, if without thought of the consequences. If this person is the same...
Well, 'they way (s)he wants to' gives every sign of being pretty horrible.
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- madison
I am legitimately curious how they did that. That kind of damage should need a fairly advanced construct and those drain power. Maybe they used the charge to build a super dreadnaught or something?
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