- Location
- Hampden Park
Thank you, corrected.
Nope
Grayven assumes that she's around somewhere, but doesn't think that he actually needs to do anything about it himself. She generally makes it to Earth on her own in the comics, right?
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
- Start date
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Obloquy
CrossMyHeart And HopeToDie, StickANeedleInMyEye
- Location
- the Physical Realm
I believe Grayven Assimilated or Identity Thefted them and hasn't done much with them since. I remember him getting snippets of Vandal Savage being Ghengis Khan's advisor, etc. I don't remember anything else about them appearing.
Which is weird since having brain building stuff at home in the mountain is actually quite useful
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
- Location
- Baton Rouge
That's not martial arts. That's earthbending being called martial arts. Avatar isn't proof that martial arts are particularly strong either, despite the necessity of them in that setting, because the martial arts themselves are almost irrelevant to each person's ability in combat.
Maybe he is? Previously, Genomorphs didn't know how to clone pure Kryptonians, and had to settle for hybrids like Kon. Maybe Brain was the one to make the improvement to allow the current update's cloning facility.
ThrawnCA
Carbon-based biped
- Location
- Australia
Well, they took a shot at it with Match. And Grayven didn't actually say that they could now do it successfully, merely that they had relevant experience.
We haven't heard anything about any of his Light-constructs for a while.
- Location
- USA
Odd bug, page 36 of the story only is giving me a 503 site maintenance error. The other pages are fine. Is this on my end, or is that a problem for other people as well?
Hestia&theCourt
Turns out we're plural too.
- Location
- In transition
- Pronouns
- She/Her
I think it's just you. Page 36 works just fine for me.
- Location
- Somewhere out there
This kind of behavior is usually a caching issue on one of the load-balancing servers. It usually clears up on its own, but if it persists you should ping site staff so they can go flush it out.
- Location
- Ashtabula
HA! The day pretty much every single power/or being in the universe doesn't have an interest in a DC earth will be the day Satanus starts complaining about the artic cold in his living room.
- Location
- Somewhere out there
That ALMOST happened, though, I mean, the SI did bring cold guns with him into Hell.
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ThrawnCA
Carbon-based biped
- Location
- Australia
What I really don't get about the Hell trap is, why didn't Satanus prepare the ground ahead of time? A horde of Demons is all very well, but why didn't he just have a big ritual setup drawing on enough Hell magic to overload OL's spell eaters with arcane lightning? OL has just about enough magic defences to run away from most high-level opponents, but when he can't easily do that, eg when he's just been pulled into Hell, it should be quite simple to break down his wards. Why put Demons and equipment at risk? And why go for physical violence when you could instead use magic to ensnare his mind and do much more horrible things to him?
(And yes, he's unscryable, so arcane lightning might be difficult to aim, but surely there's some kind of direct damage approach that can simply be powered up until it breaks through. Oceanus did it pretty casually.)
(And yes, he's unscryable, so arcane lightning might be difficult to aim, but surely there's some kind of direct damage approach that can simply be powered up until it breaks through. Oceanus did it pretty casually.)
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I sit corrected then.
As for the Kryptonian cloning idea, the facility Grayven was showing her was on the (former?) Psion homeworld in the Vega System, now controlled by the Tammarians/Orange Lantern Corps.
No need for any of the clones to even go to Earth really.
zhuull
SB still lying to protect Racists what else is new
The "Because I Can!" reason works on several level here with Grayven. After all he's Conquering the Death of an entire species here.
Hestia&theCourt
Turns out we're plural too.
- Location
- In transition
- Pronouns
- She/Her
I'm guessing that, based on how quickly Paul was working through Lazarus Pits, he may not have felt that he had time to set up that kind of array, and was hoping that just being pulled into Hell and surrounded by demons would be enough. Alternatively, he wasn't trying to kill Paul outright, and has some sort of plan that I don't understand yet.
GilliamYaeger
M'crazy.
Since Paul didn't spawn in the exact center of the demonic horde, I think we can extrapolate that Satanus didn't know exactly where Paul would land. I don't think Satanus could have covered the entire possible area with something like that.
ThrawnCA
Carbon-based biped
- Location
- Australia
I'm sure there still has to be something he could have set up. Something more magical, and thus better tuned to OL's weaknesses, than a whole horde of Demons.
I guess the magical acid spit was a decent attempt.
- Location
- Oceanside
In Avatar, bending is martial arts. Even plantbending and sandbending can be considered their own styles.
But yes, Karate Kid sending a directional earthquake to cancel out another one with a single kick to the roof of building is bullshit.
He's also done shit like put Superboy into a headlock and keep him there.
I don't mean Conner either, I mean Kal-El when he was younger and visiting the 31st century.
I like Karate Kid. With Batman, they at least pay lip service to the fact that he's supposed to be a ordinary, if highly trained, human(on occasion). With Karate Kid, he just flat out Charles Atlas'd himself to the point he can fist fight kryptonians.
- Location
- Oceanside
I wouldn't really call that shit, though (especially without seeing said example). Grapple holds in general are supposed to make differences in strength negligible. Any chokehold using the arms also works better when the opponent doesn't have a stable foothold, which would mean flying becomes a detriment in such a situation.
- Location
- Ashtabula
No, no. See it's not just what you say, and I'm pretty sure I had a curse word or two in there, but HOW you say it as well. First off, the sentence has to start off with a "Girrrrrrll!"
A negligible amount of kryptonian strength is still a lot.
Alienated (part 1)
- Location
- Hampden Park
30th September
18:03 GMT -6
I feel a little nervous when I see Warden Waller waiting for me. I'd like to say that it's a bit late for her to have second thoughts, but the truth is that she can cancel this little excursion at a moment's notice.
"Warden Waller. I thought that Deputy Warden Bendemann was handling this?"
"Since I'm the one who's going to have to explain it to the Senate Judiciary Committee if anything goes wrong, I thought I might as well see you off myself."
"Do you.. actually have any reason to think anything will?"
"Oh, I've got a-" She holds up a ring binder and shakes it at me. "-whole mess of reports telling me that they're behaving, they're getting educated and staying away from bad influences. And I've got a state Governor who heard about them helping you back in January and who's been asking me about commuting their sentences."
"The State of Louisiana wants to let someone out of prison early?"
"Uh-huh."
I shake my head. "I don't understand you."
For a brief moment she nearly smiles. "I don't either. This is the man who laughed when I told him the reason why I wanted to build this prison in his state was because they wouldn't let me hang them."
And she's.. probably not joking.
"I.. honestly don't think that totally commuting their sentence is a good idea. Did he.. give you some idea of the figure he had in mind?"
"And why would I tell you details of a private discussion I had with the Governor?"
I shrug. "You brought it up. We're both trying to rehabilitate them, and… They're not really the deferred gratification types. If they know that what they've already done has materially improved their position, I think it would help make sure that they keep going."
"I'll make you a deal: if this whole thing happens without incident, I'll talk it through with you."
I smile warmly. And maybe a little smugly. "There aren't going to be any incidents, so that's fine."
She looks unconvinced, but activates her radio. "Warden Waller to Correctional Sergeant Haynes. Bring them on through."
I turn and stand at parade rest as the armoured door behind me slides open. Two plasma gun armed correctional officers walk through and take positions on either side of the door. Then with a quiet "Get moving." Tuppence Beresford trudges out. She's wearing a white t-shirt, blue jeans and a blue denim jacket, solid working boots… And of course that fetching prison-issue choker. She flickers her eyes to the armed guards waiting for her and then dismisses them. I get a suspicious glare, but I just grin and wave until she starts to feel awkward and looks away.
A similarly dressed Thomas comes out a moment later. He spots me and smiles and waves back. "Hey man."
"Convict."
"Ah." He comes to something that might generously be called attention. "Warden."
Two further correctional officers follow on behind them, guns raised.
"Thomas and Tuppence Beresford. Contrary to my expectations, you've actually shaped up since coming here. As a consequence, I have signed off on Orange Lantern's work release program. For exactly twenty four hours you will be under his direction, no less than eight hours of which will involve performing useful labor under his direction on the project you have agreed to."
Thomas nods. "Yes 'm."
"If I hear anything about the two of you taking advantage of this, it'll be the last time it ever happens. Am I clear, convicts?"
Thomas nods, while Tuppence just sort of shuffles slightly. "Yes, Warden." / "Yes Warden."
Waller breathes deeply, then activates her radio. "Warden Waller to Control. Deactivate collars on prisoners Beresford, Thomas and Beresford, Tuppence."
The red lights flash, then fade. Tuppence yanks hers off immediately while her brother takes a little more care. Both hold them out as the prison officers on either side lower their guns to approach and recover them, Tuppence smiling as she hands it over and stretching to loosen up her re-empowered muscles.
"God help us." Waller turns to face me. "They're to be back no later than twenty hundred hours and you have to feed them."
"Understood." She looks away, waving her right hand in an arc from me to them. "Thank you." I walk towards my new charges. "Shall we be off, then?"
Thomas shrugs. "I dunno, man. Shall we?"
I'd love to believe that was intentional. "Transition in three, two, one."
1st October
06:06 GMT +6
Since I've travelled with both of them like this before, neither Thomas nor Tuppence react much to the sudden scenery shift. He looks around vaguely before turning to me for directions while she starts studying the ship hulks. A few of the locals turn to stare in our direction, but this place doesn't really come alive for another hour or so.
"Welcome to the Chittagong Ship Breaking Yard. We'll be starting over here-."
"Ah! You're here!" Magnificus Sivana gets out of the rugged off-road vehicle he'd been waiting in, accompanied by site supervisor Mr Hazari. Magnificus has gone for work boots, khaki Bermuda shorts and a similarly coloured short-sleeved shirt. "Ready to get to work?"
Tuppence pulls a face. "What you doin' heyah?"
Magnificus stops as the mud sinks slightly further than he was expecting, evaluates, then strides through it anyway. "I'm joining in."
"Don't y'all got fancy doctor-work to be doin'?"
"Yes, but I'm here anyway. I don't mind a little physical labor now and again." He looks like he minds a little physical labour now and again. "Oh, watch out for the mud when you're leaping. It won't support your landing."
"Thanks, man. Good t' finally meet y'all." Thomas extends his right hand, and Magnificus doesn't hesitate. Honours in the resulting squeezing contest are about even, though Magnificus disguises his reaction slightly better.
Tuppence looks Magnificus over disinterestedly. "Mah double not comin'?"
"Oh, no, she's-" He and Thomas let go, honour apparently satisfied. "-here. Beautia volunteered to help out in the local medical center. You'll meet her at lunch."
"Mister Lantern?" I turn my attention to Mr Hazari. "You are welcome to start on any of the-" He points toward the shore. "-three ships there. Just break them up and drag the parts to the high tide line. Our workers will handle the sorting."
"Any potential hazards?"
"We took out most of the fuel after they were beached, but there are probably still fumes in the fuel tank area. Otherwise, no. Not for people as resilient as…" He points to my work detail.
"Thank you, we'll get started right away then."
18:03 GMT -6
I feel a little nervous when I see Warden Waller waiting for me. I'd like to say that it's a bit late for her to have second thoughts, but the truth is that she can cancel this little excursion at a moment's notice.
"Warden Waller. I thought that Deputy Warden Bendemann was handling this?"
"Since I'm the one who's going to have to explain it to the Senate Judiciary Committee if anything goes wrong, I thought I might as well see you off myself."
"Do you.. actually have any reason to think anything will?"
"Oh, I've got a-" She holds up a ring binder and shakes it at me. "-whole mess of reports telling me that they're behaving, they're getting educated and staying away from bad influences. And I've got a state Governor who heard about them helping you back in January and who's been asking me about commuting their sentences."
"The State of Louisiana wants to let someone out of prison early?"
"Uh-huh."
I shake my head. "I don't understand you."
For a brief moment she nearly smiles. "I don't either. This is the man who laughed when I told him the reason why I wanted to build this prison in his state was because they wouldn't let me hang them."
And she's.. probably not joking.
"I.. honestly don't think that totally commuting their sentence is a good idea. Did he.. give you some idea of the figure he had in mind?"
"And why would I tell you details of a private discussion I had with the Governor?"
I shrug. "You brought it up. We're both trying to rehabilitate them, and… They're not really the deferred gratification types. If they know that what they've already done has materially improved their position, I think it would help make sure that they keep going."
"I'll make you a deal: if this whole thing happens without incident, I'll talk it through with you."
I smile warmly. And maybe a little smugly. "There aren't going to be any incidents, so that's fine."
She looks unconvinced, but activates her radio. "Warden Waller to Correctional Sergeant Haynes. Bring them on through."
I turn and stand at parade rest as the armoured door behind me slides open. Two plasma gun armed correctional officers walk through and take positions on either side of the door. Then with a quiet "Get moving." Tuppence Beresford trudges out. She's wearing a white t-shirt, blue jeans and a blue denim jacket, solid working boots… And of course that fetching prison-issue choker. She flickers her eyes to the armed guards waiting for her and then dismisses them. I get a suspicious glare, but I just grin and wave until she starts to feel awkward and looks away.
A similarly dressed Thomas comes out a moment later. He spots me and smiles and waves back. "Hey man."
"Convict."
"Ah." He comes to something that might generously be called attention. "Warden."
Two further correctional officers follow on behind them, guns raised.
"Thomas and Tuppence Beresford. Contrary to my expectations, you've actually shaped up since coming here. As a consequence, I have signed off on Orange Lantern's work release program. For exactly twenty four hours you will be under his direction, no less than eight hours of which will involve performing useful labor under his direction on the project you have agreed to."
Thomas nods. "Yes 'm."
"If I hear anything about the two of you taking advantage of this, it'll be the last time it ever happens. Am I clear, convicts?"
Thomas nods, while Tuppence just sort of shuffles slightly. "Yes, Warden." / "Yes Warden."
Waller breathes deeply, then activates her radio. "Warden Waller to Control. Deactivate collars on prisoners Beresford, Thomas and Beresford, Tuppence."
The red lights flash, then fade. Tuppence yanks hers off immediately while her brother takes a little more care. Both hold them out as the prison officers on either side lower their guns to approach and recover them, Tuppence smiling as she hands it over and stretching to loosen up her re-empowered muscles.
"God help us." Waller turns to face me. "They're to be back no later than twenty hundred hours and you have to feed them."
"Understood." She looks away, waving her right hand in an arc from me to them. "Thank you." I walk towards my new charges. "Shall we be off, then?"
Thomas shrugs. "I dunno, man. Shall we?"
I'd love to believe that was intentional. "Transition in three, two, one."
1st October
06:06 GMT +6
Since I've travelled with both of them like this before, neither Thomas nor Tuppence react much to the sudden scenery shift. He looks around vaguely before turning to me for directions while she starts studying the ship hulks. A few of the locals turn to stare in our direction, but this place doesn't really come alive for another hour or so.
"Welcome to the Chittagong Ship Breaking Yard. We'll be starting over here-."
"Ah! You're here!" Magnificus Sivana gets out of the rugged off-road vehicle he'd been waiting in, accompanied by site supervisor Mr Hazari. Magnificus has gone for work boots, khaki Bermuda shorts and a similarly coloured short-sleeved shirt. "Ready to get to work?"
Tuppence pulls a face. "What you doin' heyah?"
Magnificus stops as the mud sinks slightly further than he was expecting, evaluates, then strides through it anyway. "I'm joining in."
"Don't y'all got fancy doctor-work to be doin'?"
"Yes, but I'm here anyway. I don't mind a little physical labor now and again." He looks like he minds a little physical labour now and again. "Oh, watch out for the mud when you're leaping. It won't support your landing."
"Thanks, man. Good t' finally meet y'all." Thomas extends his right hand, and Magnificus doesn't hesitate. Honours in the resulting squeezing contest are about even, though Magnificus disguises his reaction slightly better.
Tuppence looks Magnificus over disinterestedly. "Mah double not comin'?"
"Oh, no, she's-" He and Thomas let go, honour apparently satisfied. "-here. Beautia volunteered to help out in the local medical center. You'll meet her at lunch."
"Mister Lantern?" I turn my attention to Mr Hazari. "You are welcome to start on any of the-" He points toward the shore. "-three ships there. Just break them up and drag the parts to the high tide line. Our workers will handle the sorting."
"Any potential hazards?"
"We took out most of the fuel after they were beached, but there are probably still fumes in the fuel tank area. Otherwise, no. Not for people as resilient as…" He points to my work detail.
"Thank you, we'll get started right away then."
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- Location
- Hampden Park
No, it's the place the SI let Larfleeze's construct horde destroy after he rescued the Tamaranians.
- Location
- South of North
...yeah, this is just how I feel right now. I'll say this as someone who was born and raised in Louisiana:
Seriously, it's the state with the highest incarceration rate in the nation with the highest incarceration rate. Louisiana is the prison inmate capital of the world.
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