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- Hampden Park
Don't know why it's offensive to Turks. Janissaries were foreign slaves soldiers, weren't they? Shouldn't everyone else be getting offended instead?
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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No blaze. Don't mess up the teth/isis ship!
Yes, that's why I apologized and corrected myself, and admitted that Zoat was right, that I misspoke.
And who the hell has the time to call out an early-2000s character who has (significantly) appeared in *maybe*, if we're being charitable, 8 issues.
Chaoswind
Lord of nonsense
- Location
- Latin America
You can spin it as in universe political commentary.
She is a female magic user super hero of Turkey.
In universe most Islam sets are very anti magic (referenced by the Priest that tried to exorcize Paulphidian) and their Turkey may be ruled by a little corrupt psudo Golum aka semi repressive society for women.
Thus she is working for the safety of the people even when she is ideologically opposed to the ruling elite... Then again one has to wonder how she is still alive if that is thr case.
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- madison
taking a shot at a strong magical super hero when you don't know much about magic is risky, and if she mostly focuses on non-government threats then she's probably considered not worth going after.
Chaoswind
Lord of nonsense
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- Latin America
Probably the case for the political elite, but the religious elite?
Every time she saves someone it undermines their grip on the society... I would guess there have to be Islamic empowered super heroes that counter her influence to make her a palatable minor insult.
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- madison
extracted concession from the political elite for agreeing to not picking a dangerous fight. They lack magic experts, so they don't know what she can do but are probably fairly sure she could kill them all with magic if she wanted to. So they don't want to get into a knife fight with someone they think has a gun. Also her profile mentions she's humble, so I suspect she keeps political options to herself. I suspect the official take on it is that she was chosen to bear a blessed item and that while she is a virtuous person she has no deeper understanding of Islam than a layperson. That would let religious authorities dismiss anything political she says without too much loss of face.
this is all of course assuming the relationship is strained. It's possible turkey is less corrupt in this verse, and that gender equality is less lopsided. so who knows and it's probably not going to come up.
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It wasn't by choice. It's just that with Greece having a functioning economy, they pretty much had to be.
HanEmpire
Delicious
Does Ploutos get a lot of death threats and assassination attempts?
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- New England
I would imagine they'd never get enough funding to go forward with the attempts
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- Hampden Park
Why do you think he has an armed police bodyguard? He's the man whose job it is to make Greeks pay their taxes!
Prince Charon
Just zis guy, you know?
Are we likely to see other members of the Disreputable Urban Magicians' and Sorcerers' Union? In fact, does the DUMSU even exist on Earth-16?
EDIT: Is anyone else getting story ideas from just the concept of that union?
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Evil M. Lurker
What Lurks at Midnight
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- The City, USA
"You learn the basics, you have a hideous experience in a graveyard, they give you a trenchcoat and steal your razor--like an assembly line, really."
God I love that line.
God I love that line.
I recall a line from a Worm fanfic that somebody has in their signature; "Misogyny wasn't a particularly healthy attitude to have in the sort of world where there were women who could throw trains at his head."
While there's clearly still quite a bit of it (the matter has come up with Wonder Woman in-story), there's going to be a rather Darwinian selection against certain kinds of misogyny. Specifically, the "she's just a woman, she can't possibly be dangerous" sort.
Belial's three children, (Etrigan, Merlin, Lord Scapegoat), and the multitudinous spawn of Echidna, Mother of Monsters, would very much like to disagree!
Evil M. Lurker
What Lurks at Midnight
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- The City, USA
...that is a tragedy.
Phil and Kaja Foglio are among the best humor writers and artists the Western world currently has to offer (honestly the Ambrose Bierce linked art is subpar, I think the inking was responsible). Their steampunk mad science epic Girl Genius won the Hugo award for best graphic story three years in a row, and would probably have kept winning had the Foglios not withdrawn from the competition.Start here.
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- Phillips County, Colorado
Be funny as hell if someone demonstrated a 30th Century time viewer to the prick. Discovering that you can basically input a time and a location, then watch someone as if they had a live video feed of the past as easy as you can belch... as Isaac Asimov put it - "Welcome to the goldfish bowl..."
The man would turn *green* at the thought of all the crimes that could be solved, all the criminals that could be convicted - himself included.
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- Australia
Second this. I ❤️ Girl Genius.
Resolution (part 18)
- Location
- Hampden Park
13th September
20:19 GMT +2
Mister Bierce staggers as we appear on the rock near to the dig site where -at the end of April- we created the Ace of Chaos. Churned earth around us marks the passage of military vehicles, and the khaki tents and sandbag walls set up around the main temple clearly demonstrate the site's new function.
"Bloody hell."
"Oh, don't worry. I'm a national hero. They won't shoot me."
"No, I mean…" He raises his hands to his face and drags them downwards. "What we just did to get here. What does it do?"
"Transfers most of everything about us to the Plane of Avarice then moves a.. sort of.. marker in the material universe from point A to point B before bringing us back in." I frown curiously. "You shouldn't really have experienced anything."
"Listen, buddy. I'm a magician. That means I'm a bit sensitive to what the world around me is doing, and when I get a sudden mix of where we were and where we are and just a hint of where we were between, it puts me off my stroke a bit."
"Ah. Sorry." I consider that for a moment. "I wondered why John mostly wanted me to use zeta tubes. He didn't say anything-."
He crosses his arms and turns his nose up slightly. "I could cover it up just as well as he can. I just didn't, alright?"
"Hey, it's useful to know. Could save a valuable few seconds somewhere along the line." I point my right index finger at the encampment. "Is that the place?"
He bends his neck, peering in that direction. "Yep. Unless they've been very clever, she's in there. And that felt more like a 'kill 'em all' defense than a 'clever deflection' defense."
"I tend to agree. And I-."
There's an almighty whoosh of air as Teth Adom lands at speed in front of us. Mister Bierce gets a momentary curious glance before being dismissed. I on the other hand get a genuine smile. "Orange Lantern. It is good to see you again, but I fear that you have come at an inopportune time. The wards protecting the former temple were overcome moments ago by sorcerers loyal to Satanus. Even now, his-."
"Ah." I raise my right hand. "Sorry, no. Unless there's been a really weird timing coincidence, that was us."
He now gives Mister Bierce a somewhat harder look. "I did not know that Constantine had a brother, particularly not one who shared his vocation."
"He doesn't." Mister Bierce takes a couple of steps towards him. "We don't even look that similar."
"John strangled his brother in the womb, and his sister avoids magic like the plague."
"Still, it seems strange to me that you were able to find a magician who looks so similar and was powerful enough to disrupt my wards."
"We used a scrying diagram a few miles across. Once Mister Bierce connected it to the world's magic systems, it could build up far more power than a small chalk drawing. The system doesn't actually require the caster to be particularly powerful."
Mister Bierce glances at me as he pulls a packet of tobacco out of his coat pocket. "Oh, thanks."
Teth Adom's expression grows a little vacant for a moment, then he nods. "Yes, Lord Zehuti says that is possible. But why did you do that? Do you know whom it is that I have given my protection?"
"Angelica Blaze, aka Blaze, daughter of Jebediah of Canaan, aka the wizard Shazam. I want a word with her. I didn't know in advance that she was here, and if I have offended Lord Zehuti by harming his temple then I apologise and will make recompense."
Adom bows his head slightly, then.. pulls a radio from a pouch on his right leg. That's new. "Captain, stand down. The Demons are not coming quite yet."
"Understood, Mighty One."
Adom lowers the radio. "Why do you wish to speak with Blaze? I am not.. unaware of the crimes she has committed, but I have offered her sanctuary. If there is any threat to her, I must answer it."
"With Nabu gone, the League need new magic users. She was my second choice."
Adom looks doubtful. "I protect her in memory of our friendship during my first life. It would surprise me if the League were willing to overlook her corrupting and binding men's souls."
"Yes, so she'll need to give that up… Could I please have this conversation with her, face to face? I swear that I will not attempt to compel her."
Adom gives me a shallow nod, then turns away to fly towards the entrance of the temple. I stick a flight aura around Mister Bierce and fly us both after him. As we pass over the camp I see soldiers glowing with relief that they're not about to have to fight Demons as they fall out, leaving the barricades to the sentries as they head back to their tents. Mister Bierce looks around at everything, taking the whole place in without showing particular interest in any one thing. The scaffolding around the entrance wasn't here last time, and I think that more of the structure has been dug out.
Adom drops to just above ground level, nodding to the saluting soldiers before flying inside. The soldiers then.. salute me. Ah. I come to attention in mid-air and salute back before flying after Adom, and Mister Bierce throws a jaunty salute of his own at them as we pass.
"Is he here?"
"No. It was the Orange Lantern, and his new serf-wizard."
"Serf-wizard?!"
"Do you want Blaze to take more notice of you?"
For a moment, it looks a bit like he does. Then he shakes his head. "Fine, serf it is."
I bring us to ground level, then stride towards the inner sanctum. Blaze shrinks back behind Adom as she sees me. She's.. actually not all that impressive in person. Skinny, short, and.. frankly emaciated. Even her clearly underwear-free semi-robe.. thing doesn't make her look appealing, just… Wrong. Ill, frankly. And the horns sticking out of her forehead are far too large to be aesthetically appealing. Now Melinoë, there's a woman who can pull off horns.
"Ms Blaze, a pleasure to meet you. Sorry about the wards."
She straightens slightly, and… Hah, that wasn't even enough to warm up my spell eater. "Lantern."
"I have an offer for you. Hah." I bow my head slightly. "Novel as I imagine that it is for you to be on that side of this conversation, I really do suggest that you accept."
She looks like she finds the very idea distasteful. "What is it?"
"Your brother… I assume you're hiding from him, and that he is the one responsible for the attacks on your holdings?" She nods. "Your brother has joined a supervillain alliance called 'The Light'. I don't like them very much. And neither does the Justice League. The League needs expert magic users, and… You are that. Having someone capable of countering him would be useful."
She nods. "I could be quite usef-."
"The problem is, you can't." I had enough of that with Nabu the Klarion non-counter. "If you could stand up to him, you wouldn't be in this situation. You couldn't do it when you had all your infrastructure… You certainly can't do it now. Besides." I shake my head. "There's no way the Justice League could take a Demon."
Her eyes narrow and her voice deadens. "Did you come here simply to mock me? Why are you here?"
I lean forward, hands clasped at my chest. "Have you ever tried… Not being a Demon?"
20:19 GMT +2
Mister Bierce staggers as we appear on the rock near to the dig site where -at the end of April- we created the Ace of Chaos. Churned earth around us marks the passage of military vehicles, and the khaki tents and sandbag walls set up around the main temple clearly demonstrate the site's new function.
"Bloody hell."
"Oh, don't worry. I'm a national hero. They won't shoot me."
"No, I mean…" He raises his hands to his face and drags them downwards. "What we just did to get here. What does it do?"
"Transfers most of everything about us to the Plane of Avarice then moves a.. sort of.. marker in the material universe from point A to point B before bringing us back in." I frown curiously. "You shouldn't really have experienced anything."
"Listen, buddy. I'm a magician. That means I'm a bit sensitive to what the world around me is doing, and when I get a sudden mix of where we were and where we are and just a hint of where we were between, it puts me off my stroke a bit."
"Ah. Sorry." I consider that for a moment. "I wondered why John mostly wanted me to use zeta tubes. He didn't say anything-."
He crosses his arms and turns his nose up slightly. "I could cover it up just as well as he can. I just didn't, alright?"
"Hey, it's useful to know. Could save a valuable few seconds somewhere along the line." I point my right index finger at the encampment. "Is that the place?"
He bends his neck, peering in that direction. "Yep. Unless they've been very clever, she's in there. And that felt more like a 'kill 'em all' defense than a 'clever deflection' defense."
"I tend to agree. And I-."
There's an almighty whoosh of air as Teth Adom lands at speed in front of us. Mister Bierce gets a momentary curious glance before being dismissed. I on the other hand get a genuine smile. "Orange Lantern. It is good to see you again, but I fear that you have come at an inopportune time. The wards protecting the former temple were overcome moments ago by sorcerers loyal to Satanus. Even now, his-."
"Ah." I raise my right hand. "Sorry, no. Unless there's been a really weird timing coincidence, that was us."
He now gives Mister Bierce a somewhat harder look. "I did not know that Constantine had a brother, particularly not one who shared his vocation."
"He doesn't." Mister Bierce takes a couple of steps towards him. "We don't even look that similar."
"John strangled his brother in the womb, and his sister avoids magic like the plague."
"Still, it seems strange to me that you were able to find a magician who looks so similar and was powerful enough to disrupt my wards."
"We used a scrying diagram a few miles across. Once Mister Bierce connected it to the world's magic systems, it could build up far more power than a small chalk drawing. The system doesn't actually require the caster to be particularly powerful."
Mister Bierce glances at me as he pulls a packet of tobacco out of his coat pocket. "Oh, thanks."
Teth Adom's expression grows a little vacant for a moment, then he nods. "Yes, Lord Zehuti says that is possible. But why did you do that? Do you know whom it is that I have given my protection?"
"Angelica Blaze, aka Blaze, daughter of Jebediah of Canaan, aka the wizard Shazam. I want a word with her. I didn't know in advance that she was here, and if I have offended Lord Zehuti by harming his temple then I apologise and will make recompense."
Adom bows his head slightly, then.. pulls a radio from a pouch on his right leg. That's new. "Captain, stand down. The Demons are not coming quite yet."
"Understood, Mighty One."
Adom lowers the radio. "Why do you wish to speak with Blaze? I am not.. unaware of the crimes she has committed, but I have offered her sanctuary. If there is any threat to her, I must answer it."
"With Nabu gone, the League need new magic users. She was my second choice."
Adom looks doubtful. "I protect her in memory of our friendship during my first life. It would surprise me if the League were willing to overlook her corrupting and binding men's souls."
"Yes, so she'll need to give that up… Could I please have this conversation with her, face to face? I swear that I will not attempt to compel her."
Adom gives me a shallow nod, then turns away to fly towards the entrance of the temple. I stick a flight aura around Mister Bierce and fly us both after him. As we pass over the camp I see soldiers glowing with relief that they're not about to have to fight Demons as they fall out, leaving the barricades to the sentries as they head back to their tents. Mister Bierce looks around at everything, taking the whole place in without showing particular interest in any one thing. The scaffolding around the entrance wasn't here last time, and I think that more of the structure has been dug out.
Adom drops to just above ground level, nodding to the saluting soldiers before flying inside. The soldiers then.. salute me. Ah. I come to attention in mid-air and salute back before flying after Adom, and Mister Bierce throws a jaunty salute of his own at them as we pass.
"Is he here?"
"No. It was the Orange Lantern, and his new serf-wizard."
"Serf-wizard?!"
"Do you want Blaze to take more notice of you?"
For a moment, it looks a bit like he does. Then he shakes his head. "Fine, serf it is."
I bring us to ground level, then stride towards the inner sanctum. Blaze shrinks back behind Adom as she sees me. She's.. actually not all that impressive in person. Skinny, short, and.. frankly emaciated. Even her clearly underwear-free semi-robe.. thing doesn't make her look appealing, just… Wrong. Ill, frankly. And the horns sticking out of her forehead are far too large to be aesthetically appealing. Now Melinoë, there's a woman who can pull off horns.
"Ms Blaze, a pleasure to meet you. Sorry about the wards."
She straightens slightly, and… Hah, that wasn't even enough to warm up my spell eater. "Lantern."
"I have an offer for you. Hah." I bow my head slightly. "Novel as I imagine that it is for you to be on that side of this conversation, I really do suggest that you accept."
She looks like she finds the very idea distasteful. "What is it?"
"Your brother… I assume you're hiding from him, and that he is the one responsible for the attacks on your holdings?" She nods. "Your brother has joined a supervillain alliance called 'The Light'. I don't like them very much. And neither does the Justice League. The League needs expert magic users, and… You are that. Having someone capable of countering him would be useful."
She nods. "I could be quite usef-."
"The problem is, you can't." I had enough of that with Nabu the Klarion non-counter. "If you could stand up to him, you wouldn't be in this situation. You couldn't do it when you had all your infrastructure… You certainly can't do it now. Besides." I shake my head. "There's no way the Justice League could take a Demon."
Her eyes narrow and her voice deadens. "Did you come here simply to mock me? Why are you here?"
I lean forward, hands clasped at my chest. "Have you ever tried… Not being a Demon?"
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GilliamYaeger
M'crazy.
And thus OL starts to share the love.
Ah; now it starts to make sense. He's intending to pull a repeat Chantinelle. Maybe convert her to an Avarice Elemental?
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- madison
this is probably the wrong way to go about this, but goddammit I can't fault him for using that line.
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