- Location
- Ashtabula
I'm just all confused as to why it cut to Grayven. Does it mean something?
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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Aabcehmu
Confusion as a Natural State of Being
- Location
- Chicago, IL
- Pronouns
- Any/All
I believe it's just a joke, playing off of OL's "What else would I want to spend my birthday doing?"
- Pronouns
- she/her
no
Dear Paul, Grayven, and others: please do not give Dril a power ring it will not end well.
Comic relief, given that Grayven is spending his Birthday mutilating/restoring Joker and extorting an autograph.
- Location
- Argentina
Marvel even with certain guy being useless, has cheapo FTL coms by the truckloads.
I guess they are common in Justice League Action too?
- Location
- In a tower. In the plane of Chaos.
*reads latest chapter*
and then they had smexy times on the roof, while somewhere else Alan is wondering where Paul is with his lady friend and his ring is responding to his hope that something didn't happen to him (because spontaneous glowing is a thing)
and then they had smexy times on the roof, while somewhere else Alan is wondering where Paul is with his lady friend and his ring is responding to his hope that something didn't happen to him (because spontaneous glowing is a thing)
Prince Charon
Just zis guy, you know?
I've forgotten who the artist for the 1990s Young Justice comics was, but that's his or her art style.
What the hell is wrong with the legs of Merlyn(? I'm guessing that's the guy in purple who's speaking) and Arrowette? Or for that matter the kid's right (from our perspective) leg?
Who drew this, Rob Liefeld?
- Location
- Earth, 3rd rock from the Sun
*Looks at all the legs in the relevant picture*
I'm going to make a guess and say his name was Scurvy McScurvyton the third.
Hey! Care to elaborate on that insult, Mr. Zoat? To my eyes, that mentioned sentiment from the other fic is not silly, it is in fact wise. It makes me think such things as "Doing great things requires great mental specialization." and "A quality lifestyle requires balanced approach and balanced personality." and also "One can choose to write an extraordinary fanfiction or to life an ordinary life, but never both.". So you do remember, that for all that you are much better than the usual folk, you are very, very far from mastery in our sanity dojo.
- Location
- Somewhere out there
If he was actually trying to be insulting, I don't think he would have used the distinctly unserious verbiage of "silly goose".
I read the implication as him saying that his own self-insert character has done that and, tongue-in-cheek, from his (intentionally silly) perspective that's totally normal so it doesn't require a special kind of person.
"I've a pretty good idea where he is with his lady friend. I'm old, not dead."
Resurrectionists (supplementary, Renegade option)
- Location
- Hampden Park
18th September
08:58 GMT -5
I idly look around the somewhat busy lobby of the Metropolis LexCorp building, then saunter in the direction of former-starface-guy. The press conference is due to start in a couple of minutes and now seems like an ideal time to find out what he's actually for. He's got a computer pad out and is working on… I think that's the Starseeker's engine design.
"Hello there, Doctor." He immediately locks his pad and closes the screen and only then looks around to me. "No one.. thought to introduce us when I brought the Knights to see the Starseeker."
"Nylor." He smiles. "Nylor Truggs. I don't actually have a doctorate."
"Ah." I frown. "Then-?"
"What I do have is some rather specialised expertise in this kinda technology."
"And you don't have a doctorate? Then, how did you come by your expertise?"
"Experience. I've had an interesting life. Stuck as a lab rat fer a couple a' years, then I get a Starfish stuck on my face. But at least my boss is taking me seriously. At long last." He looks me over, the left side of his mouth scrunching up as he does so. "Working with an Apokoliptian is an interesting swerve, but I like t'think I'm adaptable."
Lab rat? Sure, I can well imagine Lex having an alien dissected, but I'd have thought that he'd rather use financial incentives on a Human. "Sounds like you've got an interesting story there. Care to share it?"
"Not all that much t'tell. I grew up in a bad future and I came back in time t'make sure it doesn't happen. Oh, but don't go asking me fer lotto numbers or anything." He shakes his head and waves his right hand. "Records of alla that stuff got wiped out before I got born."
"I wasn't planning to. You wouldn't happen to still have your time machine, would you?"
"Nah, turns out that was a one-shot job." He shrugs. "Easy come, easy go. But I'm really liking Lex's new direction. I didn't even know Earth had that kinda spaceship. It's gunna be great, working on this."
"Why exactly did Lex-?"
"Ladies and Gentlemen?" We both look around to the usher. "If you'd like to make your way outside?"
"Sounds like our cue." Truggs raises his pad again and taps the unlock. "Lex is on schedule, so… Let's go." He strides in the direction of the main entrance and I amble after him, making sure that everyone on the LexCorp side with an invitation has plenty of time to exit the building ahead of me.
I did send notices to Sam and Jon in advance that Lex was going to be doing this, but I -intentionally- didn't mark it as being high priority. This isn't supervillainous. This is… I'm not sure what the word would be. If a superhero is someone acting violently outside of normal social systems in the interests of law and justice, what do you call someone acting industriously outside those systems in the interests of technical development? A market disruptor? Heh, Market Master? Of course, if this causes LexCorp to go on to become a true science fiction style megacorps…
Then he'd be a super functionary. An industrial functionary who performs his function to a superlative degree and on a super-sized scale.
Some of the assembled press stand as I stroll out, pictures being taken, video footage being recorded and questions being shouted. I will be making myself available to answer questions later, but this is Lex's show. I do make a point of waving to the Knight family, Kyle grinning back while his father looks less contented. I can't imagine what he's bothered about; I removed the arm right after Napier signed.
Finding my seat just behind the small podium, I look up into the sky. Sinestro?
Marking target, Corpsman.
A couple of the more on-the-ball journalists follow my line of sight just as the Starseeker becomes visible as more than a dot in the sky.
"That's not a bird. Is it a plane?"
Ms Lane narrows her eyes, shading them with her right hand. "It's definitely not Superman."
The Starseeker is making pretty good speed in our direction. Going full speed in an urban environment is a good way to be sued into penury, to say nothing of the bad publicity and political aggravation it would generate. The Starseeker's maximum safe speed is higher than that of any conventional aircraft thanks to the judicious application of force fields, but it still can't just appear.
There's a series of muffled gasps as awareness of the oncoming starship ripples through the crowd, everyone who had been sitting surging to their feet and cameras being hastily repositioned to better cover the Starseeker's approach. I asked, and apparently this is legal using the light aircraft provisions he uses to operate a plane from the roof of the LexCorp building. I imagine they'll be changing that loophole pretty quickly.
The Starseeker angles itself as it makes its final approach, its impellers shimmering slightly as the same mechanisms as were once used in the cosmic rod bend themselves to the task of manoeuvring the starship. A few moments later it more or less drifts silently over the crowd before coming to a halt just off to the side of the seating area, about four metres from the ground.
Then a hatch opens in the side and an immaculately dressed Lex Luthor appears. I happen to know that he's got a cosmic converter belt on under his jacket, but I grin as I hear the gasps caused by him simply jumping down from the hatch and landing on the tarmac below. A smile and a wave and he's heading towards the podium, the assiduous Ms Graves taking up position alongside him and whispering a few words. He nods, and she steps back as he climbs the steps and turns to address the extremely attentive crowd.
"It's been over forty years since man first went to the moon. Since then, we've sent robots and probes to almost every part of our solar system and Voyager One is just outside of it. Humans, however, have yet to set foot on another planet." He leans forward slightly, his smile broadening. "I think it's high time that we changed that."
"The vessel you can see to my left-" He gestures with his left hand. "-is not -as I'm sure many of you assumed- a sign of my oncoming mid-life crisis, but a fully functioning Human designed and Human built interstellar starship. And as much as I'd love for LexCorp to be able to take full credit, we weren't the ones who designed it. That distinction belongs to a man named Doctor Theodore Knight. Doctor Knight was a distinguished physicist who worked on the Manhattan Project during the Second World War, and served Opal City as Starman for several decades afterwards. And in his spare time, he designed and built that."
A hologram showing Doctor Knight in his prime appears on Lex's right hand side.
"While NASA was struggling to design a reusable spacecraft, a single man working out of a garage in Maryland created that. It was complete in nineteen seventy seven and the faster than light drive was added in eighty two. After I acquired the rights to it last week, all LexCorp's engineers had to do was perform a little maintenance and polish the hull. It's a marvel of science and technology, and I'm already buying land for the factories where I'm going to build more like it."
"But in the shorter term, the Starseeker's power generation systems revolutionise our understanding of stellar radiation in a way which has immediate application in the field of electricity generation. LexPower is already beginning the process of switching all of our hydrocarbon-burning generator plants to use non-flammable and non-polluting cosmic power sources instead. Not only is it cleaner and safer, but it is also far cheaper. Once the plants switch over, anyone using our services can expect to see their bills reduced to a tenth of what they are now."
And he'll still be making a larger profit per kilowatt hour than he does now. The conversion isn't cheap, but not having to ship thousands of tonnes of coal or millions of litres of natural gas around the place dramatically reduces costs. Not like those ships are going to pay for themselves.
"But beyond my personal pleasure in taking the Human race to the stars, this has brought to a head my concerns about technological development in our society more widely. Exactly why was a man of Doctor Knight's obvious brilliance operating out of a garage? Why did every company he tried to persuade to develop his technology turn him away? It offends me both as a Human being who wants to see people reach their full potential and as an industrialist who wants good ideas so that he can get rich exploiting them."
I think that was supposed to be a joke, but the crowd appears to be too shocked to really respond.
"That's why I'm going to be establishing the Theodore Knight scholarship fund. People this inspired, people with this level of brilliance, should be afforded every opportunity to bring the products of their work to as wide an audience as possible. The fund will pay for higher education, as well as providing grants and seed investment for high-technology start-ups. I don't want the next Theodore Knight to die without seeing his vision realised. The future of the Human race depends upon that not happening."
"Now!" He stands back slightly. "Would any of you like to join me on a brief trip to the moons of Saturn?"
Everyone jumps to their feet, shouting questions.
Lex glances back at the proud Knight family, and smiles.
08:58 GMT -5
I idly look around the somewhat busy lobby of the Metropolis LexCorp building, then saunter in the direction of former-starface-guy. The press conference is due to start in a couple of minutes and now seems like an ideal time to find out what he's actually for. He's got a computer pad out and is working on… I think that's the Starseeker's engine design.
"Hello there, Doctor." He immediately locks his pad and closes the screen and only then looks around to me. "No one.. thought to introduce us when I brought the Knights to see the Starseeker."
"Nylor." He smiles. "Nylor Truggs. I don't actually have a doctorate."
"Ah." I frown. "Then-?"
"What I do have is some rather specialised expertise in this kinda technology."
"And you don't have a doctorate? Then, how did you come by your expertise?"
"Experience. I've had an interesting life. Stuck as a lab rat fer a couple a' years, then I get a Starfish stuck on my face. But at least my boss is taking me seriously. At long last." He looks me over, the left side of his mouth scrunching up as he does so. "Working with an Apokoliptian is an interesting swerve, but I like t'think I'm adaptable."
Lab rat? Sure, I can well imagine Lex having an alien dissected, but I'd have thought that he'd rather use financial incentives on a Human. "Sounds like you've got an interesting story there. Care to share it?"
"Not all that much t'tell. I grew up in a bad future and I came back in time t'make sure it doesn't happen. Oh, but don't go asking me fer lotto numbers or anything." He shakes his head and waves his right hand. "Records of alla that stuff got wiped out before I got born."
"I wasn't planning to. You wouldn't happen to still have your time machine, would you?"
"Nah, turns out that was a one-shot job." He shrugs. "Easy come, easy go. But I'm really liking Lex's new direction. I didn't even know Earth had that kinda spaceship. It's gunna be great, working on this."
"Why exactly did Lex-?"
"Ladies and Gentlemen?" We both look around to the usher. "If you'd like to make your way outside?"
"Sounds like our cue." Truggs raises his pad again and taps the unlock. "Lex is on schedule, so… Let's go." He strides in the direction of the main entrance and I amble after him, making sure that everyone on the LexCorp side with an invitation has plenty of time to exit the building ahead of me.
I did send notices to Sam and Jon in advance that Lex was going to be doing this, but I -intentionally- didn't mark it as being high priority. This isn't supervillainous. This is… I'm not sure what the word would be. If a superhero is someone acting violently outside of normal social systems in the interests of law and justice, what do you call someone acting industriously outside those systems in the interests of technical development? A market disruptor? Heh, Market Master? Of course, if this causes LexCorp to go on to become a true science fiction style megacorps…
Then he'd be a super functionary. An industrial functionary who performs his function to a superlative degree and on a super-sized scale.
Some of the assembled press stand as I stroll out, pictures being taken, video footage being recorded and questions being shouted. I will be making myself available to answer questions later, but this is Lex's show. I do make a point of waving to the Knight family, Kyle grinning back while his father looks less contented. I can't imagine what he's bothered about; I removed the arm right after Napier signed.
Finding my seat just behind the small podium, I look up into the sky. Sinestro?
Marking target, Corpsman.
A couple of the more on-the-ball journalists follow my line of sight just as the Starseeker becomes visible as more than a dot in the sky.
"That's not a bird. Is it a plane?"
Ms Lane narrows her eyes, shading them with her right hand. "It's definitely not Superman."
The Starseeker is making pretty good speed in our direction. Going full speed in an urban environment is a good way to be sued into penury, to say nothing of the bad publicity and political aggravation it would generate. The Starseeker's maximum safe speed is higher than that of any conventional aircraft thanks to the judicious application of force fields, but it still can't just appear.
There's a series of muffled gasps as awareness of the oncoming starship ripples through the crowd, everyone who had been sitting surging to their feet and cameras being hastily repositioned to better cover the Starseeker's approach. I asked, and apparently this is legal using the light aircraft provisions he uses to operate a plane from the roof of the LexCorp building. I imagine they'll be changing that loophole pretty quickly.
The Starseeker angles itself as it makes its final approach, its impellers shimmering slightly as the same mechanisms as were once used in the cosmic rod bend themselves to the task of manoeuvring the starship. A few moments later it more or less drifts silently over the crowd before coming to a halt just off to the side of the seating area, about four metres from the ground.
Then a hatch opens in the side and an immaculately dressed Lex Luthor appears. I happen to know that he's got a cosmic converter belt on under his jacket, but I grin as I hear the gasps caused by him simply jumping down from the hatch and landing on the tarmac below. A smile and a wave and he's heading towards the podium, the assiduous Ms Graves taking up position alongside him and whispering a few words. He nods, and she steps back as he climbs the steps and turns to address the extremely attentive crowd.
"It's been over forty years since man first went to the moon. Since then, we've sent robots and probes to almost every part of our solar system and Voyager One is just outside of it. Humans, however, have yet to set foot on another planet." He leans forward slightly, his smile broadening. "I think it's high time that we changed that."
"The vessel you can see to my left-" He gestures with his left hand. "-is not -as I'm sure many of you assumed- a sign of my oncoming mid-life crisis, but a fully functioning Human designed and Human built interstellar starship. And as much as I'd love for LexCorp to be able to take full credit, we weren't the ones who designed it. That distinction belongs to a man named Doctor Theodore Knight. Doctor Knight was a distinguished physicist who worked on the Manhattan Project during the Second World War, and served Opal City as Starman for several decades afterwards. And in his spare time, he designed and built that."
A hologram showing Doctor Knight in his prime appears on Lex's right hand side.
"While NASA was struggling to design a reusable spacecraft, a single man working out of a garage in Maryland created that. It was complete in nineteen seventy seven and the faster than light drive was added in eighty two. After I acquired the rights to it last week, all LexCorp's engineers had to do was perform a little maintenance and polish the hull. It's a marvel of science and technology, and I'm already buying land for the factories where I'm going to build more like it."
"But in the shorter term, the Starseeker's power generation systems revolutionise our understanding of stellar radiation in a way which has immediate application in the field of electricity generation. LexPower is already beginning the process of switching all of our hydrocarbon-burning generator plants to use non-flammable and non-polluting cosmic power sources instead. Not only is it cleaner and safer, but it is also far cheaper. Once the plants switch over, anyone using our services can expect to see their bills reduced to a tenth of what they are now."
And he'll still be making a larger profit per kilowatt hour than he does now. The conversion isn't cheap, but not having to ship thousands of tonnes of coal or millions of litres of natural gas around the place dramatically reduces costs. Not like those ships are going to pay for themselves.
"But beyond my personal pleasure in taking the Human race to the stars, this has brought to a head my concerns about technological development in our society more widely. Exactly why was a man of Doctor Knight's obvious brilliance operating out of a garage? Why did every company he tried to persuade to develop his technology turn him away? It offends me both as a Human being who wants to see people reach their full potential and as an industrialist who wants good ideas so that he can get rich exploiting them."
I think that was supposed to be a joke, but the crowd appears to be too shocked to really respond.
"That's why I'm going to be establishing the Theodore Knight scholarship fund. People this inspired, people with this level of brilliance, should be afforded every opportunity to bring the products of their work to as wide an audience as possible. The fund will pay for higher education, as well as providing grants and seed investment for high-technology start-ups. I don't want the next Theodore Knight to die without seeing his vision realised. The future of the Human race depends upon that not happening."
"Now!" He stands back slightly. "Would any of you like to join me on a brief trip to the moons of Saturn?"
Everyone jumps to their feet, shouting questions.
Lex glances back at the proud Knight family, and smiles.
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raises hand
- Location
- Wishing I was somewhere much colder, I asssume.
Well that explains why Grayven hasn't had to deal with Truggs.
Just to be clear, Nylor Truggs is an actual canon DC character? For a while I assumed you created him to be OL's arch-enemy while on Earth. But he is a DC character, right?
Ambush Bug mentioned it I think. That Nylor Truggs was a very obscure DC character?
Just to be clear, Nylor Truggs is an actual canon DC character? For a while I assumed you created him to be OL's arch-enemy while on Earth. But he is a DC character, right?
Ambush Bug mentioned it I think. That Nylor Truggs was a very obscure DC character?
"closes the"
"build"
"cheap"
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shepsquared
Erratic Aussie
- Location
- Melbourne, Australia
He apparently showed up in a Hero Dial comic.
The Bushranger
In the Danger Zone
- Location
- TSAB Asura
Yep. He was a minor character who appeared in Superboy #50 as a follow-up to Dial H for Hero, who basically tried to pull a Booster Gold, just villianiously.
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Yes, I actually vaguely recall the comic he was in. Here's a short page on him.
Appeared for an issue in Superboy Vol 2 #50: "Dial V for Villain", 1984. Truggs steals the "Dial H for H.E.R.O." H-dial from a 30th-century museum and goes back in time a thousand years to team up with Lex Luthor. He's pursued by the 30th-century Legion of Super-Heroes and the 20th-century Superboy. Krypto the Superdog saves the day.
- Location
- Hampden Park
YES LEX!!!
Finally a evil supergenius who actually gets it!
None of this "I've built a super-cavitation polaron beam, now I shall destroy the moon!" bullshit, just good old fashioned "invent/discover new tech, find new places and exploit the ever-loving fuck out of it".
1000% profit, 0% chance of a superheroic fist to the face....
Finally a evil supergenius who actually gets it!
None of this "I've built a super-cavitation polaron beam, now I shall destroy the moon!" bullshit, just good old fashioned "invent/discover new tech, find new places and exploit the ever-loving fuck out of it".
1000% profit, 0% chance of a superheroic fist to the face....
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