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Orange ring gives Ranx an unparalleled ability to self-modify and expand, due to its manufacturing capabilities. It allows Ranx to heal and improve anyone onboard of it. It gives Ranx mobility and communication abilities it would not otherwise have.

A ring, especially an orange oneself, is invaluable for a being like Ranx.
This, absolutely. Ranx with an orange Lantern and power ring is a terrifying combination. The ability to self-repair, self-modify, and store immense quantities of resources/weapons/etc in a pocket dimension is immensely useful, sure, but it's more than that. Better sensors, additional methods of FTL, additional offensive and defensive options, additional mobility options (transitioning, etc.), the ability to employ Construct Lanterns, Branding, the ability to provide additional power to his systems if need be via his ring/lantern, and more. Add in a crew of Maltusian troopers, and you get a pretty deadly result.
 
Anyone here have a copy of Startide Rising? I'm trying to remember one of the Dolphin's haiku's and I'm drawing a blank. It's something like 'Where does the bouncing ball land? Hit it with your snout.', but obviously that has the wrong number of syllables.
 
Anyone here have a copy of Startide Rising? I'm trying to remember one of the Dolphin's haiku's and I'm drawing a blank. It's something like 'Where does the bouncing ball land? Hit it with your snout.', but obviously that has the wrong number of syllables.
While I'm sure I still have my copy (I'm a packrat, I rarely get rid of anything) I'm not sure where I stuck it.

I'll poke around and see if I can find it
 
Anyone here have a copy of Startide Rising? I'm trying to remember one of the Dolphin's haiku's and I'm drawing a blank. It's something like 'Where does the bouncing ball land? Hit it with your snout.', but obviously that has the wrong number of syllables.

I just CTRL-F'd my mobi of Startide Rising and couldn't find any haiku mentions of ball, bounc (misspelling intentional), land or snout.
 
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Something I feel's worth mentioning about Ranx is that it was the temporary host of the Anti-Monitor in Green Lantern: The Animated Series. In that, the Anti-Monitor was OHKO'd and decapitated by Aya when she absorbed the full power of a Green Central Power Battery and hit him with it. His normal body hijacked by a fembot, the disembodied head of the Anti-Monitor integrated itself into Ranx (described as a planet in the Forgotten Zone abandoned by its people a thousand years back) in order to eventually rebuild its body better than before.

...Then his head destroyed too. Can't catch a break, that Anti-Monitor fellow!

I highly doubt that any of the above has any bearing on Earth-16, but who knows?
 
Paul hitched a ride on MoM for FTL instead of flying on his own, suggesting they're actually MORE efficient at movement.

I'm thinking along the lines of: a light speed dodge a hundred foot to the side is useful for a humanoid to avoid weapon fire. A planet would need to do dodge a few thousand miles to avoid anything likely to shoot it and do damage.

I'm not sure that efficiency at flying FTL with their whole massive body translates as well to dodging, but it might. Mostly I'm considering how differently a planet sized lantern has to fight compared to a more normal one. They can't just sneak up on a humanoid target as easily. They likely have to engage at far longer distances than a normal lantern, unless their target is stupid enough to land on them. I would think that power requirements would quickly become an issue, but I'm not a sure about that. I never read any of the comics with mogo, so I don't know if they did anything different than a normal lantern.

The mentality of using a power ring is likely the same, just it seems like the application would be very different.
 
Mostly I'm considering how differently a planet sized lantern has to fight compared to a more normal one.
In Blackest Night and Sinestro Corp War Mogo was an absolute beast.
Basically the planet lanterns do brute force very well, a bit too well really. Thats probably why the Guardians keep Mogo busy with finding replacement lanterns.

Also now that Ranx is a member of the OLC and is not just going to be a station for Darkstars and Orange Lanterns to fight the Reach from. Makes me want to see Ranx train and get experience in using his ring both as a weapon and a tool. (He was a bit lacklustre in SCW)
 
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That the Story Only had the Queen pulled out of Tartarus to do her bits rather than it being an active attempt.
"Active attempt?"

Paul just pulled a Supernatural (the show) flash step.
Are you referring to what Cas can do in the 4th and 5th seasons, or some technique that shows up in seasons later than that? I've never seen the former called "flash step," and I never got to seeing something doing anything called that in up through season...7, I think, is where I left off?

Also now that Ranx is a member of the OLC and is not just going to be a station for Darkstars and Orange Lanterns to fight the Reach from. Makes me want to see Ranx train and get experience in using his ring both as a weapon and a tool. (He was a bit lacklustre in SCW)
Y'know, for better interaction, he could probably make a construct "humanoid" body (or whatever his crew is) now.
 
Ganthet frowns slightly. "You did not answer my question. You informed Lantern Jordan that we had misled our Corps well before you visited the Vega Systems. How did you know of the existence of the Orange Central Power Battery?"

Only one way to answer that.

I shrug. "I'm afraid that's a piece of information I'm not prepared to share at this juncture.

Y'know, Paul actually has a way to explain this without revealing his meta knowledge.

Waaaaaaaaaay back in Chapter Two we get this exchange.

"Ring. Locate lantern."

"Specify."

"Locate the lantern this ring is paired with."

"This ring is paired with the Orange Central Power Battery. The Orange Central Power Battery is on Okaara."

This would probably arouse less suspicion then a flat out refusal to answer, though I do have to wonder if he'll eventually tell Controller Hinon about his SI-ness, given how Author inserts and meta narratives aren't completely out of context for DC (See Animal Man and Monitor Theory) and she's powerful and old enough to know something about it.
 
Are you referring to what Cas can do in the 4th and 5th seasons, or some technique that shows up in seasons later than that? I've never seen the former called "flash step," and I never got to seeing something doing anything called that in up through season...7, I think, is where I left off?
I ment the teleportation every Angel, Demon, and sufficiently powerful whatever can do.
 
Are you referring to what Cas can do in the 4th and 5th seasons, or some technique that shows up in seasons later than that? I've never seen the former called "flash step," and I never got to seeing something doing anything called that in up through season...7, I think, is where I left off?

Flash stepping is the technique of moving faster than the eye can follow, usually using superspeed.

So someone dodging a shot only to appear behind the gunman to smash him over the head in the blink of an eye is flash stepping.
 
They can't just sneak up on a humanoid target as easily.
Looks like someone missed out on a hidden tech blueprint.
Remember that lore segment where Green Lantern got put on trial for hitting a planet in it's 'weak spot' and blowing it up? Only it was still there, just no one noticed that when they entered the destroyed planet into evidence?
Yup, planetary scale stealth field.
(No, this doesn't make anyone involved less of an idiot for not noticing the lack of a planet's worth of debris.)
'Appropriate' that tech, and now your planet sized members can pull a Batman.
 
In the back of my mind, I crossed "flash step" with "flash mob" and got a mental image of a gang of thugs strutting down the street, snapping their fingers West Side Story style, but every time they snap they zip a few feet to the side as a unit.
 
Flash stepping is the technique of moving faster than the eye can follow, usually using superspeed.

So someone dodging a shot only to appear behind the gunman to smash him over the head in the blink of an eye is flash stepping.
I'm aware. I hadn't heard anything in Supernatural called that before, and I was wondering if it was something I hadn't seen, or something I had and just never considered calling that. (I'd call it "off-screen but very literal teleportation," or just "teleportation," myself, as that show portrays it.)
 
Rapprochement (part 1)
Rapprochement

30th August
06:13 GMT -4


"…review of the LexPharma research schedule at seven, followed by a meeting with the department heads at nine."

I watch through the hush tube as Lex nods to Ms Graves, taking a bite from his jam-covered muffin as he does so. Strawberry, if I'm any judge. There's a small pot of coffee which the two of them appear to be sharing. Ms Graves appears to favour muesli.

Rather domestic.

Ms Graves' eyes move from her tablet to Lex's face as she moves to the next item. "The interim report from the Special Projects auditors is at one, but that can easily be moved if the meeting or lunch overrun."

I stride through. "Or you could just-" Lex chokes slightly and Ms Graves shoots to her feet, gun arm prepped. "-cancel the whole thing." I grin and spread my arms wide as if offering to hug any volunteers. "Because I'm baaaack!"

Ms Graves' eyes flick to her employer, who is trying to dislodge muffin from his windpipe without appearing at all unsettled.

"And I bring you the gift of seeds!" I toss a sack of Deca seeds to the floor next to the table they're eating from. "Trust me, those things are amazing."

"Grauhugh." Lex takes a breath, then a sip of water. "Grayven. You look well."

"You have no idea how good it was to get away from this planet and go somewhere where I could just ram fixes through." I gesticulate. "See arsehole, cut arsehole in half with giant sword. I needed that so much."

"I'm.. glad to hear that your vacation went well. Might I enquire as to-" He raises his eyebrow at the seed sack. "-where you went?"

"If you're still alive in sixty years, look towards Vega and you might see me waving." I grin. "But what have you been up to?"

Lex sighs faintly, then makes a small motion with his right hand which prompts Ms Graves to sit down and stow her gun. "Damage control, mostly. The regulatory regime LexCorps is now forced to operate under is onerous in the extreme. I've had.. feelers out, trying to acquire assets that might have been missed when the businesses owned by other members of the Light were…"

"Brutally slaughtered like the Pig-Dogs they were?"

"…yes." He sighs again. "Unfortunately, the legitimate parts of the businesses they owned were owned with several cut outs between them and any overt criminality. I suspect that their managers are quite happy knowing that their late employers will no longer be making any demands on them, but that does mean that my leverage is unusually limited."

"I'll have a poke around. I know Savage's next of kin, I'm sure I can sort something out."

"I imagine that the entire Human race is descended from the late Mister Savage to some degree."

"No, his actual heir. A woman he raised to be a majordomo, or.. something." I take a step towards the table and crouch down. "But what about the other thing?"

"The.. other thing, Grayven?"

"Yes, the other thing." He looks somewhat blank. "The other thing? You know, I persuaded Horne and Lane not to have you killed, then I came here and we had a little chat?"

"I.. remember the incident extremely well."

"And… I said that I wanted you to assemble.. a group..? People with skills on a level with the late members of the Light, but less stupid? You remember that, right?" Lex looks impassive. I turn to Ms Graves. "You.. remember that, right? I didn't just stroke the whole thing, did I?"

"Grayven." Lex sighs. "Even if I wanted to, I couldn't fulfill that demand. Every one of my.. contacts in that sphere is avoiding me like I'm a plague-bearing Rat. They believe that having contact with me risks bringing down the wrath of the government, the Justice League, or worse, you. And if they weren't..? Why would I bring them and risk losing their skills on the end of your sword because you did not consider them to be suitably 'rational'?"

"You-. You.. mean you haven't got anyone?" Whaw, I was… Not expecting that. "I mean, we're not exactly short of supervillains around here."

"Oh, certainly. I imagine that I could dodge DMA snipers for just about long enough to make contact with a few utter unknowns. People who would add little to your efforts. Would you like me to write down their contact details for you?"

I screw up my face. "No? Of course not. I just…" My hands flap around as I try to organise my thoughts on the issue. "They didn't even have to be supervillains. I thought you'd-."

"I'm not a miracle worker, Mister Grayven. As things stand I'm not even certain how much I can help you. Though do feel free to destroy my window again: I've almost gotten to the point where I miss Superman doing that."

This… Is… Disappointing. And irritating. I lower my head slightly, sighing under my breath. "Can I assume that -if you can do so without being shot- you're still interested in participating?"

"I tolerated Klarion. I'm sure that I can tolerate you."

My jaw tightens, and I jab my right forefinger at him. "Not an intelligent thing to say to me, Mister Luthor." Okay. "Right, here's what we're going to do. I'm going to find people instead. I'm going to talk to them about our ideology and how working with us serves their interests too. And you don't get a veto anymore! I'll just pick people, and they'll… And they'll turn up, and you can like it or lump it! I was not expecting you to fail to network."

Lex appears unfazed, taking a small sip of coffee as I try to get my breathing under control. There's a quiet 'clink' as he sets his cup down in its saucer. "And.. I.. wish you the best of luck. I'm not sure where you hope to find such people-."

"You'd be amazed where I can find people."

"I'll look forward to meeting them. Have you…" He gestures to his table with his right hand. "Had.. breakfast? I'm sure that we can-."

"I'll be eating breakfast in two hours with my household, thank you very much." I turn away from them. "Mother Box, boom tube."

BOOM!

Ugh, but where am I actually going? The Mountain? No, I'd just be hanging around. Tamaran? No, I should get on this recruitment thing as soon as possible.

Who's going to be awake and active at this time of day?



30th August
09:16 GMT -1


I stride through the portal and into the Venturian palace, couriers looking around as I approach the table around which she and her inner circle are seated. "Queen Clea, sorry to barge in like this-."

She straightens slightly on her throne-like chair at the head of the table. "I would be astonished if that were true."

"Okay, it's not. I'm just being polite."

"Thank Atlan for small mercies." She puts down a scroll. "Since you're here, I assume that you want something. Are you going to tell me what it is, or do you want to pontificate for a little while first?"

"The second, obviously." I fold my arms behind my back and start pacing across the area in front of the throne. "I'm putting together a little coterie-."

"I've participated in those before. I can't say that I enjoyed the experience. Or profited much by it."

"This is more of a think tank than a fighting force. Like-minded individuals pooling resources in order to achieve greater things than they could by themselves. If you're interested, I'm planning a get-together in a few days. You can get to know the other invitees, see if you think they're people you could work with."

"Anyone I know?"

"Hopefully one at least."

"Hm." She thinks for a moment. "My biggest problem at the moment remains what it was the first time we spoke: King Orin. What do you think that your 'coterie' could do about that?"
 
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