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- Ashtabula
Red Skull got a comic cube...or a piece of one...that's a girl now?
Of course this was after Cap was gunned down during "Civil War" which....was a skrull.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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Of course this was after Cap was gunned down during "Civil War" which....was a skrull.
GilliamYaeger
M'crazy.
Funny you mention squares, because it had a lot to do with a certain cube...even though they said they wouldn't cheap out and use it...
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- The Outer Plane Of Munchkinry.
Is that whole continuity basically just skrull killing skrull at this point? Actually that would be a rather interesting way to deal with a charactor finding the fourth wall and realising that they are charactors; finding shapeshifters to play their part while they retire.
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- Earth Prime
New fanon: everything in the Marvelverse is a Skrull. They just don't realize that everyone else is, too, so they all think they're keeping a secret from non-Skrull. Yes, even the Kree hypercomputer ruler thing is just a shapeshifted skrull, now.
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- The Outer Plane Of Munchkinry.
And after a incident with people dying/getting brain damaged/[insert reason here], and being "restored", there are skrull who themselves do not know that they are skrull.New fanon: everything in the Marvelverse is a Skrull. They just don't realize that everyone else is, too, so they all think they're keeping a secret from non-Skrull. Yes, even the Kree hypercomputer ruler thing is just a shapeshifted skrull, now.
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- Somewhere out there
Capitalize "Seal" given your usual writing preferences.
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- she/her
Except for Nextwave, yes.New fanon: everything in the Marvelverse is a Skrull. They just don't realize that everyone else is, too, so they all think they're keeping a secret from non-Skrull. Yes, even the Kree hypercomputer ruler thing is just a shapeshifted skrull, now.
No, that's someone else.
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- Hampden Park
Thank you, corrected.
Bit old, but I really want to know how that conversation with Hinon went.
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- Argentina
Paul that's what happens when you don't do things with your Snake more.
And if he was just gonna kill the guys why not "Mine!" the rings with certain friendly embodiment of greed help?
And if he was just gonna kill the guys why not "Mine!" the rings with certain friendly embodiment of greed help?
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- Hampden Park
Because they're channelling the collective desires of their entire people. He might be able to, but it wouldn't be a combat speed ability.
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- Earth, 3rd rock from the Sun
Are they really channeling all those they left behind on New Buttasarous (it's an approximate spelling), or just the ones they took with them?
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- USA
Technically not true. Enlisted don't have ranks in the U.S. at least. They have ratings
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- Somewhere out there
Not quite: they have rates, not ratings.Technically not true. Enlisted don't have ranks in the U.S. at least. They have ratings
EDIT: Also that's only true of the Navy. The Army and Air Force give ranks to enlisted people.
EDIT 2: Huh. Well that's surprising. The Marines, despite being a division of the Navy, also call the levels of enlisted people "ranks".
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In the USA, the Marines are a separate force from the Navy (not sure when they officially split off) much like the Air Force split off from the Army.
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- Somewhere out there
They may be considered a separate branch of service, but they're a division under the Department of the Navy.
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- USA
Collegiality (part 23)
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- Hampden Park
24th August
06:36 GMT
Shitshitshit!
"H'lven food!"
Target the connection and fire!
The crumbler rounds strike the Alpha's environmental shield a moment before the orange laser does. It buckles, and from the way the Alpha jerks his hand I'm going to assume that the thinner armour around his hands isn't quite as good at deflecting laser heat as the thicker helmet armour. He turns towards me, backhanding the stunned Ch'p away across the shuttle bay as he does so.
"Enemy food!"
Ch'p's dazed, but not dead. His environmental shield is at the absolute minimum… Should be safe as long as he doesn't draw their attention.
"Berrith meat."
He surges, orange light building around him for a moment as he uses it to launch himself at me. With my mind accelerated I'm just about fast enough to evade most of the charge, but I'm still knocked aside by the glancing blow. I stabilise in the air, his face looking momentarily puzzled before he launches himself again. I dodge and generate a construct shield but he corrects part way, suddenly coming at me from a different angle. A glancing blow with his claws rips through my construct armour but doesn't cause further damage. Is he using perceptual acceleration too? Or is this all just so instinctive for him that he can keep up without needing to?
Praexis Demons, hem him in.
The Demons fly forth from my ring and-
Food?
-the only one who asks is actually slapped by two of his fellows. They spread out as the Alpha prepares another charge-
"No meat no fight!"
-and they appear to be distracting him just by being there. Alright then. I hold the Sword of the Fallen in a semi-concealed position and boost myself forwards, the Praexis Demons peeling away a little like the Alphas' Construct Berrith did. He scrambles out of the way, and I get a momentary look at Guy as he smashes his opponent into the wall with a battering ram construct. Mine takes the opportunity to blitz the Praexis Demons, cutting several of the ones on the outer edge of the swarm to vapour with his construct claws. But unlike him, I've got power to burn. Recreating them takes barely any power, and if it weren't for the risk to Ch'p I'd happily let him wear himself down doing that.
Instead, I lunge.
At Guy's opponent.
The Alpha he was battering into the wall has barely a moment to become aware that I'm coming his way before the Sword of the Fallen is embedded in his brain. His environmental shield fails immediately, and Guy allows his ram construct to evaporate as the Alpha's body falls to the deck.
We both turn to face the survivor, who has stopped chasing my Demons in what looks like shock.
Guy glances at me, his face unreadable under his construct armour. "You really don't hesitate anymore, do yah?"
"No." Keeping my eyes on the survivor, I hold out my left hand and call the ring from the Alpha I just slew. His left gauntlet bulges for a moment, then the ring flies free to my hand.
Guy floats forward slightly. "Alright, whatever yah name is. We've got yah number. Put the ring down an' y' can walk away."
He glows brilliant orange, Construct Lanterns erupting into being around him and charging us!
"I AM ALPHA!"
I generate railguns as more Praexis Demons appear and try to pull their opposite numbers down by weight of numbers. I get time for two shots at their master before he's on me, barging me back and grappling for the Sword of the Fallen. Guy forms a couple of assault shotgun constructs and opens fire, green light blasting apart Berrith and Praexis Demon constructs alike. The Alpha attacking me is easily strong enough to maintain the force on my arm, but he can't-
-stop me-
-moving past him. He manages to flare his environmental shield hard to prevent my simply backstabbing him, but I immediately counter with a punch from a crumbler gauntlet construct. His shield dims and I slash, the blade penetrating the armour of his left shoulder as he turns and drawing blood. Unfortunately, the shortness of the blade makes it easy for him to turn and strike my hand. My power armoured gauntlet keeps hold of the blade, and I recover as I shoot him again with a crumbler round-
-then step out and back-
-and stab him directly in the middle of his back, piercing his spine through his armour!
"ARRGH!"
Surge back to avoid his retaliatory blade constructs, fire a volley of crumblers to weaken his defence and-
-move-
-around not to his back as he's now expecting, but to his right side and slash his ring hand.
"No NO! MINE!"
I flare my own construct armour and grab. My first slash didn't sever the hand, and he's still got control of his ring. He forms claws but I absorb the stabs in order to force his arm to extend and slash again.
His claws vanish as it comes free and he falls, blood gushing from the cut surface. I take his severed hand in mine and call the last ring out. Finally.
"Aaawraaaagh?"
He hits the deck wailing weakly, trying to use his right hand to stem the flow of blood. Ch'p comes forward, limping slightly as he fires a green beam at the wound to seal it shut. Guy blasts apart the stunned Berrith Construct Lanterns, then takes a moment to restore his construct armour as he looks around for any remaining attackers.
"He'll live, sir." Ch'p touches the Alpha on the forehead, mercifully stunning him.
"An' the rest?"
Ch'p nods. "We beat their Alphas. Ordinarily, they'd be surprisingly obedient. I'm not sure how the orange light changes things..?"
I look through Ranx in their direction. "From the way they're backing up, I'd say 'not much'."
"The duel is complete! The visitors win and are proven correct in their assertion that the crew are negligent in their duties! All crew are hereby discharged, and are no longer my concern."
"Glad t' hear it. Now howsabout you piss off back to-?"
I hold out the power ring I took from the last Alpha. "Ranx of Sector Three Two Seven Two."
Guy spins, glaring at me. "Don't even think about-."
"You want to be useful."
Guy jabs at me with his right forefinger. "Don't you do it."
"And I want you for the Orange Lantern Corps."
"Ah, fer Christ's sake."
"Take my ring."
Guy throws up his arms. "Is this gunna happen everywhere we go?!"
06:36 GMT
Shitshitshit!
"H'lven food!"
Target the connection and fire!
The crumbler rounds strike the Alpha's environmental shield a moment before the orange laser does. It buckles, and from the way the Alpha jerks his hand I'm going to assume that the thinner armour around his hands isn't quite as good at deflecting laser heat as the thicker helmet armour. He turns towards me, backhanding the stunned Ch'p away across the shuttle bay as he does so.
"Enemy food!"
Ch'p's dazed, but not dead. His environmental shield is at the absolute minimum… Should be safe as long as he doesn't draw their attention.
"Berrith meat."
He surges, orange light building around him for a moment as he uses it to launch himself at me. With my mind accelerated I'm just about fast enough to evade most of the charge, but I'm still knocked aside by the glancing blow. I stabilise in the air, his face looking momentarily puzzled before he launches himself again. I dodge and generate a construct shield but he corrects part way, suddenly coming at me from a different angle. A glancing blow with his claws rips through my construct armour but doesn't cause further damage. Is he using perceptual acceleration too? Or is this all just so instinctive for him that he can keep up without needing to?
Praexis Demons, hem him in.
The Demons fly forth from my ring and-
Food?
-the only one who asks is actually slapped by two of his fellows. They spread out as the Alpha prepares another charge-
"No meat no fight!"
-and they appear to be distracting him just by being there. Alright then. I hold the Sword of the Fallen in a semi-concealed position and boost myself forwards, the Praexis Demons peeling away a little like the Alphas' Construct Berrith did. He scrambles out of the way, and I get a momentary look at Guy as he smashes his opponent into the wall with a battering ram construct. Mine takes the opportunity to blitz the Praexis Demons, cutting several of the ones on the outer edge of the swarm to vapour with his construct claws. But unlike him, I've got power to burn. Recreating them takes barely any power, and if it weren't for the risk to Ch'p I'd happily let him wear himself down doing that.
Instead, I lunge.
At Guy's opponent.
The Alpha he was battering into the wall has barely a moment to become aware that I'm coming his way before the Sword of the Fallen is embedded in his brain. His environmental shield fails immediately, and Guy allows his ram construct to evaporate as the Alpha's body falls to the deck.
We both turn to face the survivor, who has stopped chasing my Demons in what looks like shock.
Guy glances at me, his face unreadable under his construct armour. "You really don't hesitate anymore, do yah?"
"No." Keeping my eyes on the survivor, I hold out my left hand and call the ring from the Alpha I just slew. His left gauntlet bulges for a moment, then the ring flies free to my hand.
Guy floats forward slightly. "Alright, whatever yah name is. We've got yah number. Put the ring down an' y' can walk away."
He glows brilliant orange, Construct Lanterns erupting into being around him and charging us!
"I AM ALPHA!"
I generate railguns as more Praexis Demons appear and try to pull their opposite numbers down by weight of numbers. I get time for two shots at their master before he's on me, barging me back and grappling for the Sword of the Fallen. Guy forms a couple of assault shotgun constructs and opens fire, green light blasting apart Berrith and Praexis Demon constructs alike. The Alpha attacking me is easily strong enough to maintain the force on my arm, but he can't-
-stop me-
-moving past him. He manages to flare his environmental shield hard to prevent my simply backstabbing him, but I immediately counter with a punch from a crumbler gauntlet construct. His shield dims and I slash, the blade penetrating the armour of his left shoulder as he turns and drawing blood. Unfortunately, the shortness of the blade makes it easy for him to turn and strike my hand. My power armoured gauntlet keeps hold of the blade, and I recover as I shoot him again with a crumbler round-
-then step out and back-
-and stab him directly in the middle of his back, piercing his spine through his armour!
"ARRGH!"
Surge back to avoid his retaliatory blade constructs, fire a volley of crumblers to weaken his defence and-
-move-
-around not to his back as he's now expecting, but to his right side and slash his ring hand.
"No NO! MINE!"
I flare my own construct armour and grab. My first slash didn't sever the hand, and he's still got control of his ring. He forms claws but I absorb the stabs in order to force his arm to extend and slash again.
His claws vanish as it comes free and he falls, blood gushing from the cut surface. I take his severed hand in mine and call the last ring out. Finally.
"Aaawraaaagh?"
He hits the deck wailing weakly, trying to use his right hand to stem the flow of blood. Ch'p comes forward, limping slightly as he fires a green beam at the wound to seal it shut. Guy blasts apart the stunned Berrith Construct Lanterns, then takes a moment to restore his construct armour as he looks around for any remaining attackers.
"He'll live, sir." Ch'p touches the Alpha on the forehead, mercifully stunning him.
"An' the rest?"
Ch'p nods. "We beat their Alphas. Ordinarily, they'd be surprisingly obedient. I'm not sure how the orange light changes things..?"
I look through Ranx in their direction. "From the way they're backing up, I'd say 'not much'."
"The duel is complete! The visitors win and are proven correct in their assertion that the crew are negligent in their duties! All crew are hereby discharged, and are no longer my concern."
"Glad t' hear it. Now howsabout you piss off back to-?"
I hold out the power ring I took from the last Alpha. "Ranx of Sector Three Two Seven Two."
Guy spins, glaring at me. "Don't even think about-."
"You want to be useful."
Guy jabs at me with his right forefinger. "Don't you do it."
"And I want you for the Orange Lantern Corps."
"Ah, fer Christ's sake."
"Take my ring."
Guy throws up his arms. "Is this gunna happen everywhere we go?!"
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- Hampden Park
I do not know what is wrong with my internet connection right now.
Blazinghand
O cursèd spite
- Location
- California
Ah Guy, you should be wise to Paul's shenanigans by now! Also, I suspect Ranx will do far more good for the world working with Paul than... whatever Ranx was going to do otherwise.
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