- Location
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Well that was impressive writing. Very evocative. Made the invasion of actual hell in Fawcett seem tame by comparison.
"complex"The flicker as the fug that makes up Apokolips' breathable atmosphere causes the lights of a distant industrial complexes to twist and dance.
"built"On Apokolips, Father had the Tower of Rage build in the middle of the Armagetto so that he could be just a little closer to the misery.
"known"
"off"The others drop their guns, drop out of the sky, barely manage to prevent themselves falling of their flight discs in their hurry to fall on their faces before me. They grovel… Something.
"They"
Sinestro Ring continues to be Best Ring, and for once I don't mean it in the context of him being a hilariously snarky bastard.Spoken like a man who once wielded the green light. Also spoken like a man who has learned to master his fears.
Well, he once seemed to react to the violet light on direct exposure to the Star Sapphire, although his response was in Yellow as always.As you are now, can you still hate?
I do not believe so, Corpsman. But perhaps I will tolerate you hating for me.
How much of a fully-functioning intelligent being is Sinestro Ring? He's certainly more than the standard ring VI. Wonder how Sinestro 50 set it up?Transition, grab John around the neck with my left arm, grab the headdress with my right hand and rip.
I release John and gently set him down on the floor- This- -as his Star Sapphire uniform flakes away in motes of violet light, being replaced by his armour. -isn't- I dismiss the construct around Shayera. While I understand the need to protect those you love there aren't any threats here. -me!
Gah! I hurl the headdress down onto the floor as far away from anyone as I can!
Arin.
4th September
07:02 GMT -6
Self=Null
I look around as the boom tube closes behind me. The brief image I saw when aiding Teth Adom doesn't do it justice. The flicker as the fug that makes up Apokolips' breathable atmosphere causes the lights of a distant industrial complexes to twist and dance. The disturbingly grey-brown sky made of industrial effluence and reflected light from the fire pits. Apokolips doesn't actually have a sun. If that… Vertigo comic about suns being sophonts was correct, I suppose… They've just got better taste.
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Either that or Father killed it.
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The ring is filtering out most of the stench, for which I am quite grateful. In most cities there's a graduation of squalor; the slums on the outskirts, then tenements, middle class housing before you reach the splendour of the central business district. On Apokolips, Father had the Tower of Rage build in the middle of the Armagetto so that he could be just a little closer to the misery.
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I angle my head down slightly as I float down the main boulevard towards the Tower of Rage. It's… Reasonably well maintained, the workers not daring do anything less than everything they can when within line of sight of Darkseid. As I glance from side to side I catch a glimpse of a few of them; haggard and half-starved wretches who freeze or flee the moment they see me. I try to avoid giving any indication that I've seen them; not because an Apokoliptian Elite necessarily would behave like that, but because I don't want them doing anything-.
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"I die for Darkseid."
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Anything like that. I keep my face carefully blank as the man lands chest first on the stone slab in front of me, the fall smashing everything. Death must have been near-instantaneous, though given where we are I doubt that physical death marks the end of his suffering.
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I hate this place so much. Revulsion From Contradiction.
Steady, Corpsman.
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"Get up. You are not Lowlies; you are soldiers of Apokolips." "Feel pride in your strength!"
The raise themselves very slightly from the ground. The aero-troopers are elite soldiers, not beasts like the Parademons or techno-organic perversions like the Suicide Jockeys. Technically they're New Gods as well. Just far weaker ones than me. And not likely to grow stronger in a place where I can feel the Anti-Life in the very air.
Sinestro Ring continues to be Best Ring, and for once I don't mean it in the context of him being a hilariously snarky bastard.
Well, he once seemed to react to the violet light on direct exposure to the Star Sapphire, although his response was in Yellow as always.
How much of a fully-functioning intelligent being is Sinestro Ring? He's certainly more than the standard ring VI. Wonder how Sinestro 50 set it up?
Merry Christmas!
worm, I think?There is a Human expression, Corpsman. Even a Word an inch long has half an inch of spirit in it.
Thank you, corrected.
He's not. Zoat is making him a lot better.you could argue for variations ANYWHERE between a ROM Engram and a full self-modifying upload with its emotional range affected by its "hardware" being extremely biased towards a certain range of the spectra,from what we've seen of it/him so far, to the point of quibbling for hours >.>
..i...kinda wish we saw (JLverse) Sinestro before his death-he seems...i dunno. more likeable/potentially turn-aroundable then the snippets of his comic selves ive seen here and there.
Fog, I believe.The flicker as the fug that makes up Apokolips' breathable atmosphere
Assuming the change from singular to group isn't a deliberate bit of fhatgn, "his", "he", "finds".I stop and smile pleasantly up at him. "I am Grayven, son of Darkseid." The signs of his fear are obvious. The slight widening of his eyes. The movement of their mouth as they suddenly find it entirely bereft of saliva. "I am here to visit my father. Would you be so good as to-?"
That's all Grayven can stands, he can't stands no more!
"Grovel" is intransitive; should there be another verb here, to refer to them indistinctly saying something?
Fug you, you fugging fugger. Fug is a word.
Thank you, corrected.Assuming the change from singular to group isn't a deliberate bit of fhatgn, "his", "he", "finds".
That's all Grayven can stands, he can't stands no more!
"Let"; "walk".
Had he heard them clearly, the line would have been something like 'they grovel platitudes into the floor'."Grovel" is intransitive; should there be another verb here, to refer to them indistinctly saying something?
Fuggedaboudit.
Yeah, but again, "grovel" is intransitive; it can't take an object. You can't grovel platitudes; you can only grovel.Had he heard them clearly, the line would have been something like 'they grovel platitudes into the floor'.
A hell invasion would not stand a chance here. Although I do wish they would try.Well that was impressive writing. Very evocative. Made the invasion of actual hell in Fawcett seem tame by comparison.
I am genuinely curious as to how The First of the Fallen would stack up to Darkseid. I'm thinking the First has to be older, but of course he's a moron at the best of times. I don't see Darkseid falling for Constantine's tricks.A hell invasion would not stand a chance here. Although I do wish they would try.