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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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The_Letter_K
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Really, Zoat? There must be a better way to make that joke. If not, I'm not sure why you thought it was still worth it.
I get that it's a one-off joke, and you aren't actually using the offensive word yourself, but your posts are all we have to judge you by. Sure you've got a long history that speaks well of you, but why associate yourself with something like that even peripherally?
It just seems like it's in bad taste.
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Because it illustrates perfectly a man who is so prejudiced that he has abandoned all reason. Upon seeing the remains of a church that has been incinerated, all those inside along with it, in a way that couldn't possible be opportunistic arson, his first assumption is 'martian niggers'.
The comment neatly links to the observation that a regular car wouldn't kill most Justice League members, and the fact that they do actually have access to martian vehicles.
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Nah, man, it's The Riddler's civilian identity.
The_Letter_K
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Maybe I'm being over-sensitive because of the international disgrace my country has become, due largely to people who would espouse those same views held by the man in the comic, but unless you're seriously attempting to equate Thrawn's joke about the Justice League member's durability to fanatical racism, I don't see how the comparison/reference is apt at all. There's barely a connection at all.
Other than that the man said the word Martian, and the Justice League has in its roster a Martian, presumably with access to Martian vehicles, and you wanted to make a joke about cars. The kind of hopscotch logic required to get from one end of that connection to the other is at best tenuous.
Perhaps in the context of the larger comic this page was ap art of, it's more acceptable, perhaps it develops the sheriff as a villain or something. (Though using racism in that way is lazy writing at best.) But when you strip it of its nuance, and use it as, essentially, a reaction image, it seems to veer pretty close to racism-as-comedy, which I'm super not okay with. Again, maybe isn't so bad in context, prolly not, but maybe, still, not everyone has your encyclopedic knowledge of DC to place the scene.
When your defense of your position seems to essentially be; "But the joke worked here, though" that goes even further over the line, so much so that I really don't know what to say.
Can someone please tell me I'm reading the situation wrong somehow? Or perhaps being hypersensitive?
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You're being hypersensitive. He posted a link to something that he felt was related as a one off joke.
Now you're talking about your about your country, politics, positions and so on.
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SpokenSoftly
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I can't help but want to see the "Alan, please add details" meme referenced in regards to one of Alan's chipper-but-not-entirely-context-clear remarks at some point.
ThrawnCA
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Well, I didn't get the joke, but not coming from the country in question, I wasn't shocked and horrified either. Just confused.
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I don't particularly like offending people, but generally my response to someone being offended is either indifference, or purposefully offending them more. Life sucks, sometimes people say shit that will hurt your feelings, that's just how life works. Get used to it or get used to it because life sure as hell won't change, and I can guarantee you that people won't either.
Edit: I feel like I have to add this: the same thing applies for me. If someone offends or insults me or w/e, I shrug and move on. So what? That's what people do.
Edit: I feel like I have to add this: the same thing applies for me. If someone offends or insults me or w/e, I shrug and move on. So what? That's what people do.
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- New England
Man, I'm proud of that flair.
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- U.S.
I know, its great!
Grind (part 17)
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- Hampden Park
2nd November
22:34 GMT -5
"Of course." He adjusts his coat, apparently unconsciously. "But the fact I can't hear it is significant."
"There are counter magics that can disrupt magic detection. I know a magician who can remotely cause any written or electronic records about him to spontaneously vanish."
"No, it's more than that. I can't hear anything here. If they had some way to disguise their trail I would still hear the echo of all of the other trails. The street here is dead."
Hm. There aren't enough 'street shamen' for there to be standard terminology, let alone good records of the state of the mystic systems of America's cities. "Is it.. similar to how you couldn't feel anything when you touched her?"
"No." He hesitates. "Perhaps. In the morgue I could hear the sound of the city, you, a little from the other bodies. Here, it's as if the city has stopped existing."
"Are you aware of anything which could cause that sort of phenomenon?"
"New or heavily redeveloped streets are sometimes quiet. Not quite part of the city yet. This is new."
"Can you guess what could cause it?"
He takes a last look around and then heads towards the closest industrial unit. "A better magician than me."
I float after him. "A slightly better magician than you, or a really strong magician?"
"I don't know." He looks at the door, then reaches into his coat pocket.
"Allow me." I attach a filament to the mechanical code lock and open it. "Question, I don't know your style at all. I don't know what's possible with it, or how hard it is, or what level of experience it requires. If you were trying to do this, could you?"
"No." He hangs back slightly as the door opens and I attach a filament to the burglar alarm, then pulls a small torch out of one of his pockets and strides forward. "All I can do is listen. The teachers in Nanda Parbat said that someone at one with their surroundings could do other, more dramatic things. But I had a job to go back to."
This company describes itself as a building supplies warehouse. As we walk through the empty building I send filaments out in all directions. Nothing that shouldn't be here as yet. Pallets of wood, cement, brick…
"And I imagine that killing the spirit of a place is fairly antithetical to what Nanda Parbat is about."
"Quite." He accelerates, moving quickly along the main walkways in the warehouse area. "This appears to be in order."
I nod. "Offices next."
Not much in the way of offices here. I suspect that most of the business is somewhere more central and this is just a pickup and drop off point. Ring? Ah, yes, there's an office towards the centre of the city, in a subsidised redevelopment zone. It wouldn't be practical to have large lorries drive in that area.
"If a thief dies in the commissioning of their theft, then they've brought it on themselves." Mr Sage checks the desks while I scan the server. Nothing relating to this case, though I'll make the results available to him in case there's anything else suspicious about the company. "However, if their minds have been altered they cannot be considered morally culpable. I assume that the Justice League does not have a secret pro lethal force policy."
"You assume correctly."
We head back towards the door, Mr Sage turning off his torch before we reach it. "You stated that the thieves died in all previous encounters. Do you have a plan for keeping this one alive?"
"Neither physical restraint nor telepathic suppression are sufficient. None of the magic users present said that they felt anything when thieves at the other locations died. Autopsies didn't show any kind of implant. I'm coming up short on things it could be. I have a purple healing ray, and I can use constructs to interface with every part of his body… But I can't guarantee either of those will work because I don't understand what's killing them."
He takes a quick look around the exterior before motioning me to follow him. Next unit, this one allegedly empty.
"The safest technique would simply be to monitor them rather than intervening directly."
"Unless we can get a lead on whoever's doing this, and that enables us to prevent it happening to anyone else. And since we really don't know what's going on or why a bunch of worthless statues are being stolen… We've got no way to make an informed decision."
The lock on this door is broken. I switch from 'investigation' armour to 'combat but in reasonably narrow corridors' armour and lead the way inside.
"You favour intervention."
"Yes, but I know that's not necessarily correct."
"How many dead so far?"
"Eleven that we know about. Six from the original investigation, five including Ms Sugden who turned up in various morgues with the same mortal injury. The original thefts only came to our attention by chance and the original briefing was to capture a mundane criminal gang." Dust, cobwebs, some damp… I lead the way deeper into the building. "I suspect that Batman would want us to hang back and observe. Attempt to follow them back to a controller."
We start checking abandoned rooms. This used to be a courier office. Now it's just dead.
"A sound idea. You still believe it would be better to intervene."
"In the unlikely event that we can approach one of these people undetected, I'm happy to hold off. But I would remind you, we don't know what the trigger is. If it does go off, the first I'm going to know about it is the target falling over with parts of their brain turned to mush."
"Difficult."
I take the offices while he goes through what used to be the sorting room. No sign of recent occupancy. A few discarded folders with mouldering paper work. Whoever stuck around to clear the office out did a reasonably thorough job-.
I hear the faint rumble of a car engine. Immediately I turn my environmental shield down to the minimum and I see Mr Sage's torch go out. Ugh. Did I miss some sort of alarm? We didn't conceal the car, but I doubt that Hub City police would follow up on us taking it quite this quickly. If it's something to do with the theft, would they recognise it? Can I risk scanning?
Mr Sage carefully picks his way across the office. He's got some sort of light amplification glasses on, but I've used those things and they're not the easiest to navigate with. "Who is it?"
"Power ring scans are detectable."
"Mm." He gets a… That's a periscope, out of his pocket and heads for a window. Taking care to keep out of sight himself, he removes his glasses, puts one end to his right eye and the other onto the glass.
I doubt that he can see much. There aren't any artificial lights out there, and that periscope doesn't appear to have any enhancements. I could take an infrared sensor out of subspace, but subspace evacuations are even easier to detect than ring scans.
"One figure. Humanoid. No apparent weapons. Heading for a disused unit on the opposite side. Knows where they're going."
"Did they see the car?"
"Can't tell. Also can't tell if there is anyone else inside their car." He pauses, then steps back from the window. "They're inside."
I'd prefer to intervene, but I'm trying to get back in with the team…
"I'll check their car, bug it if it's suspicious, then we'll monitor them from here."
He nods, then turns back to the window.
22:34 GMT -5
"Of course." He adjusts his coat, apparently unconsciously. "But the fact I can't hear it is significant."
"There are counter magics that can disrupt magic detection. I know a magician who can remotely cause any written or electronic records about him to spontaneously vanish."
"No, it's more than that. I can't hear anything here. If they had some way to disguise their trail I would still hear the echo of all of the other trails. The street here is dead."
Hm. There aren't enough 'street shamen' for there to be standard terminology, let alone good records of the state of the mystic systems of America's cities. "Is it.. similar to how you couldn't feel anything when you touched her?"
"No." He hesitates. "Perhaps. In the morgue I could hear the sound of the city, you, a little from the other bodies. Here, it's as if the city has stopped existing."
"Are you aware of anything which could cause that sort of phenomenon?"
"New or heavily redeveloped streets are sometimes quiet. Not quite part of the city yet. This is new."
"Can you guess what could cause it?"
He takes a last look around and then heads towards the closest industrial unit. "A better magician than me."
I float after him. "A slightly better magician than you, or a really strong magician?"
"I don't know." He looks at the door, then reaches into his coat pocket.
"Allow me." I attach a filament to the mechanical code lock and open it. "Question, I don't know your style at all. I don't know what's possible with it, or how hard it is, or what level of experience it requires. If you were trying to do this, could you?"
"No." He hangs back slightly as the door opens and I attach a filament to the burglar alarm, then pulls a small torch out of one of his pockets and strides forward. "All I can do is listen. The teachers in Nanda Parbat said that someone at one with their surroundings could do other, more dramatic things. But I had a job to go back to."
This company describes itself as a building supplies warehouse. As we walk through the empty building I send filaments out in all directions. Nothing that shouldn't be here as yet. Pallets of wood, cement, brick…
"And I imagine that killing the spirit of a place is fairly antithetical to what Nanda Parbat is about."
"Quite." He accelerates, moving quickly along the main walkways in the warehouse area. "This appears to be in order."
I nod. "Offices next."
Not much in the way of offices here. I suspect that most of the business is somewhere more central and this is just a pickup and drop off point. Ring? Ah, yes, there's an office towards the centre of the city, in a subsidised redevelopment zone. It wouldn't be practical to have large lorries drive in that area.
"If a thief dies in the commissioning of their theft, then they've brought it on themselves." Mr Sage checks the desks while I scan the server. Nothing relating to this case, though I'll make the results available to him in case there's anything else suspicious about the company. "However, if their minds have been altered they cannot be considered morally culpable. I assume that the Justice League does not have a secret pro lethal force policy."
"You assume correctly."
We head back towards the door, Mr Sage turning off his torch before we reach it. "You stated that the thieves died in all previous encounters. Do you have a plan for keeping this one alive?"
"Neither physical restraint nor telepathic suppression are sufficient. None of the magic users present said that they felt anything when thieves at the other locations died. Autopsies didn't show any kind of implant. I'm coming up short on things it could be. I have a purple healing ray, and I can use constructs to interface with every part of his body… But I can't guarantee either of those will work because I don't understand what's killing them."
He takes a quick look around the exterior before motioning me to follow him. Next unit, this one allegedly empty.
"The safest technique would simply be to monitor them rather than intervening directly."
"Unless we can get a lead on whoever's doing this, and that enables us to prevent it happening to anyone else. And since we really don't know what's going on or why a bunch of worthless statues are being stolen… We've got no way to make an informed decision."
The lock on this door is broken. I switch from 'investigation' armour to 'combat but in reasonably narrow corridors' armour and lead the way inside.
"You favour intervention."
"Yes, but I know that's not necessarily correct."
"How many dead so far?"
"Eleven that we know about. Six from the original investigation, five including Ms Sugden who turned up in various morgues with the same mortal injury. The original thefts only came to our attention by chance and the original briefing was to capture a mundane criminal gang." Dust, cobwebs, some damp… I lead the way deeper into the building. "I suspect that Batman would want us to hang back and observe. Attempt to follow them back to a controller."
We start checking abandoned rooms. This used to be a courier office. Now it's just dead.
"A sound idea. You still believe it would be better to intervene."
"In the unlikely event that we can approach one of these people undetected, I'm happy to hold off. But I would remind you, we don't know what the trigger is. If it does go off, the first I'm going to know about it is the target falling over with parts of their brain turned to mush."
"Difficult."
I take the offices while he goes through what used to be the sorting room. No sign of recent occupancy. A few discarded folders with mouldering paper work. Whoever stuck around to clear the office out did a reasonably thorough job-.
I hear the faint rumble of a car engine. Immediately I turn my environmental shield down to the minimum and I see Mr Sage's torch go out. Ugh. Did I miss some sort of alarm? We didn't conceal the car, but I doubt that Hub City police would follow up on us taking it quite this quickly. If it's something to do with the theft, would they recognise it? Can I risk scanning?
Mr Sage carefully picks his way across the office. He's got some sort of light amplification glasses on, but I've used those things and they're not the easiest to navigate with. "Who is it?"
"Power ring scans are detectable."
"Mm." He gets a… That's a periscope, out of his pocket and heads for a window. Taking care to keep out of sight himself, he removes his glasses, puts one end to his right eye and the other onto the glass.
I doubt that he can see much. There aren't any artificial lights out there, and that periscope doesn't appear to have any enhancements. I could take an infrared sensor out of subspace, but subspace evacuations are even easier to detect than ring scans.
"One figure. Humanoid. No apparent weapons. Heading for a disused unit on the opposite side. Knows where they're going."
"Did they see the car?"
"Can't tell. Also can't tell if there is anyone else inside their car." He pauses, then steps back from the window. "They're inside."
I'd prefer to intervene, but I'm trying to get back in with the team…
"I'll check their car, bug it if it's suspicious, then we'll monitor them from here."
He nods, then turns back to the window.
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Massgamer
Advance toward the Future
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- The Future
Really starting to like OL and Question investigating together, OL might have better tools but Question has experience and skill along with mundane means that aren't as easy to detect compared to Power Rings.
Also their interaction is oddly enjoyable.
Also their interaction is oddly enjoyable.
GilliamYaeger
M'crazy.
Yeah, they're making for a surprisingly good teamup.
Same reason one of my favorite bits was when he was teamed up with Bullock.
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- Hampden Park
Thank you, corrected.
ThrawnCA
Carbon-based biped
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- Australia
enough 'street shamans'
that sort of phenomena
This isn't necessarily wrong, but I think "that sort of phenomenon" was intended.
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- Hampden Park
Shamasal, actually, but I think the SI would think 'shamen' even if that wasn't the currently accepted form.
Thank you, corrected.
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- Wishing I was somewhere much colder, I asssume.
I mean neither did Grayven, Lynn is from the Justice Lords timeline.
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- U.S.
But, that was from a alternate universe. Renegade!Paul/Grayven was tricked into going to the Justice Lords universe, and decided to help them solve their Thanagarian invasion problem. In the process, he stole his yellow ring from the Evil Governmenters (SHADE iirc), and later raided one of the facilities which was broadcasting Anti-Life. That's where he freed Ace and the others(including Lynne).
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- texas
Somehow I find it unlikely that either Ace or Cadmus of Earth-16 (If Ace has an Earth-16 equivalent) suddenly became enamored of the druidic religion.
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