Prince Charon
Just zis guy, you know?
I'm not sure that he's capable of thinking like that.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
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GhostKing 666
Bringing Nightmares to life evey minute
Agreed, and I'm really hoping John's going to be there when it happens just to see their reaction to what he's become. Also I have a feeling that Gemma and Morgana will get along splendidly.
- Location
- australia
...maybe he's been outright brainwashed/surgically altered to enforce loyalty?
its the..kind of thing i could see the conspirators doing in a heartbeat to make sure their borderline unkillable enforcer was physically incapable of turning against them.... i mean, the most likely root is him being not all there, but...
i wonder, if he has one, where his BREAKING point is- the point where he wouldn't be able to rationalise the disassociation between his "loyalty" to his country, and the simple number of British laws the royals/almost the entirety of the government were breaking...
or im overthinking it, and he's just another one of the Caligula-club regulars who simply talks a pretty line...
its the..kind of thing i could see the conspirators doing in a heartbeat to make sure their borderline unkillable enforcer was physically incapable of turning against them.... i mean, the most likely root is him being not all there, but...
i wonder, if he has one, where his BREAKING point is- the point where he wouldn't be able to rationalise the disassociation between his "loyalty" to his country, and the simple number of British laws the royals/almost the entirety of the government were breaking...
or im overthinking it, and he's just another one of the Caligula-club regulars who simply talks a pretty line...
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edmantgoog
init high just high
I read this first thing in the morning.
Also Kelly... Just are! Such an was pull!
But not seriously I totally get how cannon characters feel when an SI has a perfect counter for their abilities seemingly out of nowhere but it is really just good planning ( only Kelly is not an SI)
Oh, he seems entirely intelligent.
He may not have access to all the intelligence info of the UK, but he doesn't seem stupid.
Just morally deficient.
The stone that gives him his powers allegedly protects from brainwashing.
He just seems to be a throwback to those British "adventurers" of earlier centuries, who would condone atrocities on the people of other nations, and even of their own, as long as it was done in the name of the Crown and the proper class of people.
GilliamYaeger
M'crazy.
Yes, but Grayven really doesn't like doing that. If he absolutely must he'd probably do it then immediately shank the construct with the Sword of the Fallen, but only if he had no other choice.
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- australia
true-and it DOES likely work that way, but it could also heavily depend on how its enchantment/innate magic INTERPRETS brainwashing- and if its capable of recognising an alteration that may have been performed YEARS before encountering a user...
e.g "rightness wholly assured" uses a "peak health" template-say it simply used the users physical state at the point of initial contact instead of one specified by the user.......
ill admit i AM hoping he turns out to actually be at least slightly daft myself- his brand of hypocrisy is something ive seen around a bit more than id really like irl and i DO enjoy seeing those sorts mocked..
( also, he was all-but-told/warned that ALL the dirt had been dumped onto the internet, and that Gravy and passed a large lump of easily-variable data justifying him organising a decapitation strike to the league/UN allready, and he STILL insisted he, a SINGLE man, could sweep it under the rug- im assuming Gravey DID organise the publication of the -complete- suspect list,right?)
heh. think he's operating on the internal assumption that this is "his story",complete with protagonist-centred morality to boot?
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- Hampden Park
No, he only just found out that that place exists. Queen Morgan's line about the masons abandoning it came from him.
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- australia
huh. any word on how he would have responded if he'd randomly learnt about what was going on beforehand and survived the response if he refused membership?
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- Hampden Park
Pretty much what he's done here: seek out people in authority who aren't part of it and ask what they want him to do about it.
- Location
- Oceanside
Is that supposed to be "daiklave"?
I absolutely love this update. Listening to Protomen while the going gets really fucking good.
Aisling
I like feedback!
- Location
- Canada
- Pronouns
- She/They
This probably is used to say a paired set of swords, a larger (the daiklave) and a shorter blade (sword of the fallen).
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- They/Them/It/Its
I don't know if the word originates from someplace else, but I think that (like a few other things in this story) it's a reference to the Exalted setting, wherein it means a fuckhuge magic sword.
Embattled (part 15)
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- Hampden Park
26th October
23:13 GMT
Fear. I haven't felt fear like this since Father-. My Corpus is My Temple!
Grh.
My armour's tron lines shift to orange as for the first time since I got my orange personal lantern back I start running on a single ring. For his own part, Kelly manifests construct armour that appears to be made of eye clusters and gaping mouths as the Terror Thing tries to create a construct body for itself.
Balls.
I grab my daiklave from the ground. Alright, how do I win this? He's now as fast as m-
Kelly lunges, eyes glowing brilliant yellow inside the duller yellow construct monster enveloping him. I swing my daiklave as I fly directly upwards, a small portion of his nightmarish construct parting around the blade.
-e, and can generate constructs. And if that's the Terror Thing from Hellblazer then he's probably a more powerful Lantern than I am. On the plus side, my habit of using Sinestro more than my orange ring means that he's got slightly less power left than I do. And he's got no experience, so even with Sinestro advising him h-
A metre wide beam of yellow light blasts upwards towards me and I'm forced to desperately jink and weave and frankly cross my fingers. A few momentary glancing hits, but nothing my armour can't cope with.
-im I should find forming constructs easier. I switch to lateral motion, giving him the worst possible angle for his shots as I fly over Camelot. Assuming that he can think clearly enough to even form constructs with the Terror Thing inside him. That said, if the thing survived an encounter with John Constantine it can't be completely stupid. I don't.. really remember what happened to it in the comics and I never thought to look into it here.
Ping.
Yes, okay, that's obvious now, but-.
There's another flare of yellow light behind me, and I look back to see Kelly lumber into the air with giant wing-constructs projecting from his back.
Hah. If Sinestro thought that I was bad, I can only imagine what he's saying to someone who creates constructs in order to fly.
Fly… Ah, fairly fast, actually. Mother Box?
Ping.
Boom tube.
Ping.
I watch as he comes on, his construct skin becoming more streamlined as he gets some sort of control over his ring. MY ring. Hm, probably won't work but I may as well try… I sheathe my daiklave, draw a blaster and shoot it at his left construct wing. Burn!
A bright yellow barrier manifests for exactly the half a second it needs in order to block my shot, allowing Kelly to continue flying at me untroubled by the attack. I risk another shot -same effect-, then step through the tube back onto the balcony and shut it down.
"Grayven-."
I return my blaster to its holster then raise my right hand to cut Lord Sheldrake off. Right, his wing constructs might be strong, but they didn't look agile. My original plan for dealing with Kelly involved slicing through his spine from behind, then digging the Eye of Zoltec out of him from behind while his arms were paralysed. And if I could still use the Garrick Formula I'd still give it a stab. But with access to constructs he can bypass his own spine to control his body or just grab me with construct arms. Construct arms would be less dangerous, of course…
What's Kelly up to?
Heh, he's looking for me with his eyes. He seemed to be the intelligent sort before. Is the Terror Thing making him more bestial? How-? Ah, there he goes. Monstrous construct eyes manifesting around him and locking onto me almost immediately. An FTL jammer might give me a cheap kill, but he doesn't seem like he's the sort to go for it. No, he's wheeling in the air and flying back. Twenty seconds, boom tube now.
Ping.
I run to the place where Kelly crushed his stone and scoop up as much as I can before diving through the tube, returning to my original location moments before Kelly slams into the balcony. And… Back to flying away from the city. And… Go for height as well. I want to see what this world looks like when taken in the round.
Kelly spots me almost immediately and… I generate gravity impeller constructs and accelerate away. I'll burn though power a little quicker… I pull my blaster back out of its holster and fire it directly back at him. He blocks each shot, but doing so is costing him ring power and only costs me blaster battery.
Modern Camelot is a decent sized place, by the standards set by their technology. And it's actually enclosed in a fortified wall. Makes me wonder if hobgoblins are used as labourers-. No, if that were the case I doubt that proto-union dispute Lord Sheldrake stuck his oar in on would have been resolvable in quite that fashion. They'd be good at open cast mining, but they're not exactly made for narrow tunnels.
The land beneath me is forested, and in other directions I can see fields crossed with roads. No tarmac, of course, but stone paved in the Roman style rather than the dirt tracks which historically characterised Britain's highways until the establishment of turnpike trusts during the nineteenth century. I suppose it's like Themyscira; they may have only primitive technologies but they've had all the time in the world and -given that the same woman is in charge- none of the social upheavals that would undermine infrastructure construction efforts.
I glance back and ah. Kelly has realised that he doesn't need to block attacks with constructs when he can just as easily block them with his body. An added set of dragonfly wings allows him to easily viff and keep his main source of thrust out of the line of fire. Distance between us appears to be slowly decreasing, but since I'm not 'fleeing' so much as 'running down the clock' the fear that might otherwise have come from a slowly-gaining unstoppable menace just isn't coming. Alright, he doesn't appear to be jamming FTL himself, so is a backstab actually possible? Leave that for plan B. Ring, analyse the stone dust I picked up.
Material is granite. Minor physical anomalies from expected material behaviour. Unable to identify source.
Magic?
Unable to confirm.
Fair enough. Hm. Alright. assimilate-.
"RAAAAGH!" Two construct arms -one a distorted human arm with eight fingers and the other a mass of mutating tentacles- rush towards me from Kelly! The hand snatches at me and I'm forced to roll in the air, losing forward acceleration in exchange for lateral motion! The long nail of the fourth finger scrapes along my armour, and my construct engines shimmer and weaken at its touch. And now he's gaining, marvellous. The arm curls back towards me, growing a fourth elbow as it does so. Ugh. I take a firm grip on the Sword of the Fallen, voluntarily reduce my speed further so as to make it overshoot and slash at its wrist. The construct frays from the stab and fades slightly-.
And the tentacle mass starts wrapping itself around my legs.
23:13 GMT
Fear. I haven't felt fear like this since Father-. My Corpus is My Temple!
Grh.
My armour's tron lines shift to orange as for the first time since I got my orange personal lantern back I start running on a single ring. For his own part, Kelly manifests construct armour that appears to be made of eye clusters and gaping mouths as the Terror Thing tries to create a construct body for itself.
Balls.
I grab my daiklave from the ground. Alright, how do I win this? He's now as fast as m-
Kelly lunges, eyes glowing brilliant yellow inside the duller yellow construct monster enveloping him. I swing my daiklave as I fly directly upwards, a small portion of his nightmarish construct parting around the blade.
-e, and can generate constructs. And if that's the Terror Thing from Hellblazer then he's probably a more powerful Lantern than I am. On the plus side, my habit of using Sinestro more than my orange ring means that he's got slightly less power left than I do. And he's got no experience, so even with Sinestro advising him h-
A metre wide beam of yellow light blasts upwards towards me and I'm forced to desperately jink and weave and frankly cross my fingers. A few momentary glancing hits, but nothing my armour can't cope with.
-im I should find forming constructs easier. I switch to lateral motion, giving him the worst possible angle for his shots as I fly over Camelot. Assuming that he can think clearly enough to even form constructs with the Terror Thing inside him. That said, if the thing survived an encounter with John Constantine it can't be completely stupid. I don't.. really remember what happened to it in the comics and I never thought to look into it here.
Ping.
Yes, okay, that's obvious now, but-.
There's another flare of yellow light behind me, and I look back to see Kelly lumber into the air with giant wing-constructs projecting from his back.
Hah. If Sinestro thought that I was bad, I can only imagine what he's saying to someone who creates constructs in order to fly.
Fly… Ah, fairly fast, actually. Mother Box?
Ping.
Boom tube.
Ping.
I watch as he comes on, his construct skin becoming more streamlined as he gets some sort of control over his ring. MY ring. Hm, probably won't work but I may as well try… I sheathe my daiklave, draw a blaster and shoot it at his left construct wing. Burn!
A bright yellow barrier manifests for exactly the half a second it needs in order to block my shot, allowing Kelly to continue flying at me untroubled by the attack. I risk another shot -same effect-, then step through the tube back onto the balcony and shut it down.
"Grayven-."
I return my blaster to its holster then raise my right hand to cut Lord Sheldrake off. Right, his wing constructs might be strong, but they didn't look agile. My original plan for dealing with Kelly involved slicing through his spine from behind, then digging the Eye of Zoltec out of him from behind while his arms were paralysed. And if I could still use the Garrick Formula I'd still give it a stab. But with access to constructs he can bypass his own spine to control his body or just grab me with construct arms. Construct arms would be less dangerous, of course…
What's Kelly up to?
Heh, he's looking for me with his eyes. He seemed to be the intelligent sort before. Is the Terror Thing making him more bestial? How-? Ah, there he goes. Monstrous construct eyes manifesting around him and locking onto me almost immediately. An FTL jammer might give me a cheap kill, but he doesn't seem like he's the sort to go for it. No, he's wheeling in the air and flying back. Twenty seconds, boom tube now.
Ping.
I run to the place where Kelly crushed his stone and scoop up as much as I can before diving through the tube, returning to my original location moments before Kelly slams into the balcony. And… Back to flying away from the city. And… Go for height as well. I want to see what this world looks like when taken in the round.
Kelly spots me almost immediately and… I generate gravity impeller constructs and accelerate away. I'll burn though power a little quicker… I pull my blaster back out of its holster and fire it directly back at him. He blocks each shot, but doing so is costing him ring power and only costs me blaster battery.
Modern Camelot is a decent sized place, by the standards set by their technology. And it's actually enclosed in a fortified wall. Makes me wonder if hobgoblins are used as labourers-. No, if that were the case I doubt that proto-union dispute Lord Sheldrake stuck his oar in on would have been resolvable in quite that fashion. They'd be good at open cast mining, but they're not exactly made for narrow tunnels.
The land beneath me is forested, and in other directions I can see fields crossed with roads. No tarmac, of course, but stone paved in the Roman style rather than the dirt tracks which historically characterised Britain's highways until the establishment of turnpike trusts during the nineteenth century. I suppose it's like Themyscira; they may have only primitive technologies but they've had all the time in the world and -given that the same woman is in charge- none of the social upheavals that would undermine infrastructure construction efforts.
I glance back and ah. Kelly has realised that he doesn't need to block attacks with constructs when he can just as easily block them with his body. An added set of dragonfly wings allows him to easily viff and keep his main source of thrust out of the line of fire. Distance between us appears to be slowly decreasing, but since I'm not 'fleeing' so much as 'running down the clock' the fear that might otherwise have come from a slowly-gaining unstoppable menace just isn't coming. Alright, he doesn't appear to be jamming FTL himself, so is a backstab actually possible? Leave that for plan B. Ring, analyse the stone dust I picked up.
Material is granite. Minor physical anomalies from expected material behaviour. Unable to identify source.
Magic?
Unable to confirm.
Fair enough. Hm. Alright. assimilate-.
"RAAAAGH!" Two construct arms -one a distorted human arm with eight fingers and the other a mass of mutating tentacles- rush towards me from Kelly! The hand snatches at me and I'm forced to roll in the air, losing forward acceleration in exchange for lateral motion! The long nail of the fourth finger scrapes along my armour, and my construct engines shimmer and weaken at its touch. And now he's gaining, marvellous. The arm curls back towards me, growing a fourth elbow as it does so. Ugh. I take a firm grip on the Sword of the Fallen, voluntarily reduce my speed further so as to make it overshoot and slash at its wrist. The construct frays from the stab and fades slightly-.
And the tentacle mass starts wrapping itself around my legs.
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- Hampden Park
No, that's meant to be like that.
- Location
- texas
Yes.
Although I suppose there might be a limit to how much fear a fear elemental like the Terror Thing can generate, I too wouldn't suggest holding one's breath for that to run out.
- Location
- Earth, 3rd rock from the Sun
Little bit.
I gotta say, but holy shit did she hit the jackpot when Pavlos picked her as a patron. I imagine someone talking to her about the reaction to Paul's latest antics, and my mind keeps coming back to this
The thing is, the SI not thinking of it was no bearing on whether Satanus would think of it or not.
I cannot agree with this. Even though this isn't the Dresden Files, I think the result would be more like how Dresden Files handles True Names. Wizards can summon Demons with a Demon's True Name. And Demons are willing to trade favors for parts of a Summoners True Name (And them getting ahold of the entirety of someone's True Name at once is pretty bad for the person concerned). But that is only one side of a spectrum. In the middle of the spectrum, Uriel is an archangels True Name, and he hands it out freely. And knowing his True Name gives you jack shit ability to compel him. And one the far side of the spectrum there are things whose names you do not want to know. Like you learn someones name, which means it is encoded somewhere in the meat drive that is your brain. And it can now bypass all your defenses to drop by for a chat anytime it feels like it.
I don't think using a angel feather to attack an angel through a sympathetic link is going to work, and a more likely result of the attempt is you calling a Heavenly Airstrike on your position through the angel feather in your possession.
I dunno, does Earth-16 have an Isekai style Adventurers Guild? If so, maybe they should worry. Otherwise, I don't think there are roving bands of murder hobos going around killing technical nonhumans to sell for parts. (I wonder if Hades style undead have energy cores...)
The traditional timetable when telling people who might want to stop you is to have already done it 35 min ago.
...nevermind.
I googled it myself to see if it was supposed to be detain, or a similar but distinct world I'd never encountered before. Those british are tricky like that.
...And now I'm only 20 pages behind, yay!
(Although now the link to Hellblazer: Hogwarts that was posted earlier calls to me, it does...)
Lone Courier 6
Devilish Fool
- Location
- United States of Quests
... Why can't Grayven assimilate Kelly's constructs? As I recall thats what made larfleeze such a threat to the GLC... at least in part, the orange light's ability to assimilate constructs or is that just something it can do to green constructs?
The issue with doing it thirty five minutes ago is that, as mentioned in story, that runs the risk of Justice League Interrupt ruining everything.
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- Hampden Park
He can, just not very quickly.
Arafell
Verified Cephalon
- Location
- Oregon
Sounds like a good way to keep his energy up. In a battle of attrition, Grayven definitely wins.
He's much slower at assimilating things than Larfleeze or OL is. He's neither crazy-avarious like Larfleeze, nor backed up by the Ophidian like OL. Grayven took minutes in an attempt to usurp a Green ring that OL converted in moments.
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