Hestia&theCourt
Turns out we're plural too.
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Huh. I didn't even realize that was possible.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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Huh. I didn't even realize that was possible.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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- Baton Rouge
TheLastOne
Person of impeccable tastes (for destruction)
I suspect that it was sold as 'low profile jobs'. Scouting work (in preparation for the league to come in loud) and the like. Most of their missions are actually not suppose to involve any combat or confrontation.
Robin is in ninja, Kid Flash is a speedster, Miss Martian is a telepathic shapechanger. Only Superboy is pure muscle, so he's was suppose to be the teams fallback if things when wrong, and it takes a lot to put him in actual danger.
Artemis joined later, but she was also a ninja.
Yeah. This.
And he isn't happy about it. But he already let him join, and pulling him out doesn't have a good mechanism that wouldn't cause problems itself.
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- Somewhere out there
So... two things.
(1) A Google search suggests that this was called the "Equalizing Plague" (modulo British spelling perhaps) but I do find a couple hits for "equalization"/"equalisation" so it may not necessarily be wrong. If anyone has a first-party canon source that would be best.
(2) This sounds distinctly like a particular episode of MLP.
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- texas
Pretty much.
Microbes that average people out till they are basically all the same- Green Lantern lost his exceptional willpower, Atom became five feet tall, Hawkman lost the ability to use his wings, etc.
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- Hampden Park
True, but I prefer my way of phrasing it.
Weirdly, no. Ms Glimmer took away ponies special talent, equalising them downward. The plague moved everyone towards the average amongst the infected, causing approximately equal amounts of upward and downward movement.
The version in this setting wasn't quite like that. It mostly just affected mental processes.
T0PH4T
[Verified Accessory]
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- United States of America
"Ask me to. I need a decent challenge once in a while."
"Say it Paul."
"Fiiiine. There may be some benefit to instilling stupid amounts of bravery into your forces."
"See? Was that so hard?"
"I just did something I did not want to do. I can feel the Orange Light leaving me."
"Drama queen."
"Only in public when Wonder Woman is watching."
"... I may be able to arrange that, but you'll need to give me some time. Also-"
"We all have to be naked."
"How do you feel about wrestling and a trip to Thymescira?"
"Checkmate."
"Please tell me you're joking."
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- Location
- Bay Area
Damning with faint praise a bit? Most PD's will understand if the officer in the field escalates to lethal force with no provocation at all.
ThrawnCA
Carbon-based biped
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- Australia
Eh, you can just sacrifice the FAQ, that'll give you enough space for years
(More seriously, congrats!)
Seems a bit inconsistent, though, to claim that immunity while also claiming a right and obligation to challenge the SI to a duel. Their delay in acting against Nabu was driven by pragmatism. If they can let that override strict honour in that case, why can't they allow Paul, an actual native who never held their code to begin with, to do the same?
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She might technically have permission to ignore it, but that doesn't mean that she wasn't massively insulted. Or that there wouldn't be a degree of informal censure if people back on Thanagar found out about it.
You will note that Mr Hol hasn't insisted on the same thing.
ThrawnCA
Carbon-based biped
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- Australia
So, her countrymen (countryfowl?) would agree with the SI that she was mistaken in letting Nabu join the League?
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- Hampden Park
It would vary. Are they thinking of the League as a security threat? Because if so, then weakening it by removing a Lord of Order would be the correct thing to do. Should she be treating them as she'd treat Thanagarians? Because the ruling council might okay a Lord of Order keeping a Thanagarian if that meant that they got his services. Though they would expect a certain proportion of his colleagues to issue challenges over the matter.
ThrawnCA
Carbon-based biped
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- Australia
Well, in any of those cases, she's rather hoist by her own petard. Even if the SI had attempted to apply her code to the situation, he would have to conclude that she accepts Nabu's presence without strong objection, and there would be no apparent reason to invite her to the final confrontation purely for honour.
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- Hampden Park
There is, slightly. The Thanagarian honour code doesn't require soldiers to make suicidal attacks. However, once the SI had a plan which he believed would work it was no longer suicidal.
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- Somewhere out there
And attacking an Orange Lantern isn't a suicidal attack?
No, because she knew he would likely not want to kill her so he wouldn't. Especially since he made it rather obvious he didn't want to fight at all and wanted to have a professional working relationship with her.
Edit: In fact during the fight it reached the point where his compassion for her well being actually overcame his want to fight so he became completely unable to hurt her anymore.
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- Hampden Park
Not required. That doesn't mean they might not choose to.
deadpan29
Strangely Stoic
After a couple of days to think about it:
"Superhero" is a rather odd concept when it comes down to it. The definition of "hero", let alone "superhero", is very subjective. So when Hal says, "Superheroes aren't military, they're police," that's what the term means to him. He may have a point about the Justice Leauge not being military and a bad fit for OL's approach to things. On the other hand, as was pointed out by other commenters here, the JL spends a lot of its time and effort dealing with problems that are what militaries are meant for rather than the sort of thing you call the police to deal with.
In the end, I think Hal has a point about OL not really fitting in with how the JL does things, but that may say more about the need for a different sort of hero group for different kinds of problems than the existence of a problem with OL's approach to being a hero.
The Bushranger
In the Danger Zone
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- TSAB Asura
Well the term has shifted over the years. Once upon a time a 'hero' (the so-called 'Classical Hero') was as likely as not to be an utter jackass (and I insult the jackass). Case in point for classical hero: Hercules.
'Superhero' is actually an entirely seperate concept from 'hero', at least as it has evolved.
The problem is the narrativium present in comic-based universes means that The Elite are very typical of such groups, no matter what intentions they pave the road with.
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Thank you, corrected.
Rampage (supplementary, Renegade Option)
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- Hampden Park
10th November
16:49 GMT -5
The train of lawyers, politicians and bereaved family members walks past me down the hall, Adom and Mr Tuckman waiting until there's some clear space before following them out of the meeting room. The lawyers are muttering to their clients, none of whom look particularly happy about the outcome. I wait until they're all past me before rising from my chair to approach my colleagues.
"So? Result?"
Mr Tuckman manages a satisfied smile. "There's still room for individual challenges, but I think we've convinced most people that 'Theodore Adam' and 'Teth Adom' are two legally distinct people, and that Teth Adom bears no responsibility for Theodore Adam's actions."
Adom is still looking fairly sombre, though that might just be as a result of Mr Tuckman's strongly phrased advice that he wear a suit. "I have no wish to insult the families of his victims, but I refuse to believe that this is the best way for them to gain redress. There were more jurists present than relatives."
Mr Tuckman looks just a little bit smug at that. "Welcome to America."
"No." Adom shakes his head. "That could have been resolved in mere minutes if a single individual had the authority to make a determination, subject to learned advice. Instead, it has been months. It serves neither me nor them." His eyes narrow slightly. "When I rule Kahndaq once more I will ensure this cannot happen there."
Mr Tuckman raises his right eyebrow slightly. "The Kahndaqi people might have something to say about that."
"My people will see my wisdom. And they will learn not to question me."
Best head this off. "Any problems? Or was it all…"
Adom's jaw tenses for a moment. "They required that I return to my mortal form."
Mr Tuckman nods. "Yeah, that was a little uncomfortable. I didn't realise that he still looked like…"
I frown mildly at Adom. I hadn't either, but then William Batson still looks like William Batson when he turns back. Why should Adom be any different just because he and his host are both adult men?
"A problem I will solve by not turning back at any other time."
Obvious solution, but perhaps here isn't the place to bring it up. "Mr Tuckman, do you need us for anything else?"
He shakes his head. "No, not today." He turns to Adom. "I'll contact you with a copy of the written text for your approval once it's been drafted. Should be within a week."
Adom nods, and offers him his hand. "Thank you."
Mother Box, hush tube.
Ping.
10th November
15:52 GMT -6
Adom and I walk back into the Mountain, hush tube closing behind us. "You know, I've been meaning to ask: beyond the gods' blessings, have you considered..? Looking for other advantages? Better weaponry, or further augmentations?"
He glances at me suspiciously. "As I have said before, I am content with the power that I have."
"Hey." I shrug noncommittally. "If you say so. But you're the one who wants to fight Shazam. And -correct me if I'm wrong here- last time they weren't enough. Were they?" His jaw clenches. "Adom, I'm your ally. I'm offering you aid to make both our lives easier. You don't have to take it, but it's there."
He considers for a moment, then his face relaxes slightly. "Your pardon. Having been betrayed by the one I once considered my friend and mentor, I find that I am… Reluctant to put my faith in those who make similar offers."
"Think nothing of it."
"I do not believe that there is a power I could gain within a short span of time that would improve my ability to liberate Kahndaq. No, my time is better spent in study. But… In the fullness of time, I may consider such measures before confronting him once again."
I nod slowly. "Perhaps something more trivial, then?" He raises his eyebrows slightly. "William's transformation changes his face. I should have realised that you still look like Theodore Adam under-" I wave my right hand at his face. "-that.. before now, and I apologise for my lapse. If you like, I can change that, make your faces match. Cosmetic work is far less involved than alterations to your arcane architecture."
"I would need to.. change?" I nod, and he grimaces. "I am loath to speak the Wizard's name even once more." He considers for a moment. "But, I appreciate you making the offer. I have no great fondness for looking like a murderer. Perhaps I will-."
He cuts himself off as the door to one of our secure storage repositories opens and Circe walks out. "Oh." She frowns at Adom's choice of attire. "Did someone die?"
I nod. "Theodore Adam. Legally speaking. Not that anyone will miss him all that much."
"Oh, you finally got that sorted out. Well done."
"A minor trial of my patience. It was no great achievement." Adom hesitates for a moment. "How is your school progressing?"
"Plans are being finalised and the demolition is done." She looks at me. "I decided to bind the rat thing in a crystal and put it in storage."
I nod. "Fine, as long as Miss Shimmer checked the seals."
She rolls her eyes. "Yes, even though I've been sealing elementals since before the rise of Rome, I had Sunset check my work."
"I'm sorry if it's inconvenient, but it's a standard process and a second pair of eyes-."
"Yes…" She waves her right hand dismissively. "Yes. I understand. And I do enjoy talking to her. Did you know that her people dealt with a Lord of Chaos?"
I nod. "I think she mentioned it."
She smiles. "I'm constantly surprised by what even I can learn from talking to her. Particularly concerning beings like that."
Adom raises his eyebrows slightly. "You have encountered a Lord of Chaos yourself?"
"I… Misjudged a situation involving a Lord of Chaos named Oggar." She carefully watches his face. "You recognised the name, Teth Adom. Did you know of him?"
He nods. "I did. He was once a mighty ally of the Wizard, but broke with him due to his own egotism. He felt that his power meant that he should have been the leader of their alliance rather than the Wizard's subordinate. After that, he wandered the world, finding his amusements where he could. I encountered him only many years later, when he decided to attack my nation in an attempt to wound the Wizard by proxy."
She looks curious, her eyebrows rising slightly. "You survived his attention, then."
Adom nods. "I had learned to use the Power of Atum to increase my ability to resist baleful magic. But it would not have been enough to stand against a Lord of Chaos. The Wizard lent me a portion of his own might, the Power of Ribalvei, so that I could stand against Oggar's magic."
Circe looks distinctly impressed. "You mean to say that you.. won?"
"Once I closed the distance, I unleashed the full extent of Lord Montu's berserk rage. Oggar's physical form was strong, but not strong enough to withstand my attack."
"And?" She shrugs. "He is a Lord of Chaos. Could he really die from mere physical injury?"
"No." A thin smile. "But he could feel pain."
Circe's smile on the other hand isn't even slightly thin. "You hurt him so much that he fled?"
"In a manner of speaking. I broke his body, and then waited for his magic to repair it. And then I broke it again. And again. And again, until he abandoned this world and returned to the Realm of Chaos."
"How long did that take?"
"Perhaps twenty days of constant activity."
She smiles, this time one of genuine pleasure rather than social lubrication. "Really?" She steps forward, linking arms with him and pulling him in the direction of the nearest living room. "Oh, I am going to want more details than that, pharaoh."
16:49 GMT -5
The train of lawyers, politicians and bereaved family members walks past me down the hall, Adom and Mr Tuckman waiting until there's some clear space before following them out of the meeting room. The lawyers are muttering to their clients, none of whom look particularly happy about the outcome. I wait until they're all past me before rising from my chair to approach my colleagues.
"So? Result?"
Mr Tuckman manages a satisfied smile. "There's still room for individual challenges, but I think we've convinced most people that 'Theodore Adam' and 'Teth Adom' are two legally distinct people, and that Teth Adom bears no responsibility for Theodore Adam's actions."
Adom is still looking fairly sombre, though that might just be as a result of Mr Tuckman's strongly phrased advice that he wear a suit. "I have no wish to insult the families of his victims, but I refuse to believe that this is the best way for them to gain redress. There were more jurists present than relatives."
Mr Tuckman looks just a little bit smug at that. "Welcome to America."
"No." Adom shakes his head. "That could have been resolved in mere minutes if a single individual had the authority to make a determination, subject to learned advice. Instead, it has been months. It serves neither me nor them." His eyes narrow slightly. "When I rule Kahndaq once more I will ensure this cannot happen there."
Mr Tuckman raises his right eyebrow slightly. "The Kahndaqi people might have something to say about that."
"My people will see my wisdom. And they will learn not to question me."
Best head this off. "Any problems? Or was it all…"
Adom's jaw tenses for a moment. "They required that I return to my mortal form."
Mr Tuckman nods. "Yeah, that was a little uncomfortable. I didn't realise that he still looked like…"
I frown mildly at Adom. I hadn't either, but then William Batson still looks like William Batson when he turns back. Why should Adom be any different just because he and his host are both adult men?
"A problem I will solve by not turning back at any other time."
Obvious solution, but perhaps here isn't the place to bring it up. "Mr Tuckman, do you need us for anything else?"
He shakes his head. "No, not today." He turns to Adom. "I'll contact you with a copy of the written text for your approval once it's been drafted. Should be within a week."
Adom nods, and offers him his hand. "Thank you."
Mother Box, hush tube.
Ping.
10th November
15:52 GMT -6
Adom and I walk back into the Mountain, hush tube closing behind us. "You know, I've been meaning to ask: beyond the gods' blessings, have you considered..? Looking for other advantages? Better weaponry, or further augmentations?"
He glances at me suspiciously. "As I have said before, I am content with the power that I have."
"Hey." I shrug noncommittally. "If you say so. But you're the one who wants to fight Shazam. And -correct me if I'm wrong here- last time they weren't enough. Were they?" His jaw clenches. "Adom, I'm your ally. I'm offering you aid to make both our lives easier. You don't have to take it, but it's there."
He considers for a moment, then his face relaxes slightly. "Your pardon. Having been betrayed by the one I once considered my friend and mentor, I find that I am… Reluctant to put my faith in those who make similar offers."
"Think nothing of it."
"I do not believe that there is a power I could gain within a short span of time that would improve my ability to liberate Kahndaq. No, my time is better spent in study. But… In the fullness of time, I may consider such measures before confronting him once again."
I nod slowly. "Perhaps something more trivial, then?" He raises his eyebrows slightly. "William's transformation changes his face. I should have realised that you still look like Theodore Adam under-" I wave my right hand at his face. "-that.. before now, and I apologise for my lapse. If you like, I can change that, make your faces match. Cosmetic work is far less involved than alterations to your arcane architecture."
"I would need to.. change?" I nod, and he grimaces. "I am loath to speak the Wizard's name even once more." He considers for a moment. "But, I appreciate you making the offer. I have no great fondness for looking like a murderer. Perhaps I will-."
He cuts himself off as the door to one of our secure storage repositories opens and Circe walks out. "Oh." She frowns at Adom's choice of attire. "Did someone die?"
I nod. "Theodore Adam. Legally speaking. Not that anyone will miss him all that much."
"Oh, you finally got that sorted out. Well done."
"A minor trial of my patience. It was no great achievement." Adom hesitates for a moment. "How is your school progressing?"
"Plans are being finalised and the demolition is done." She looks at me. "I decided to bind the rat thing in a crystal and put it in storage."
I nod. "Fine, as long as Miss Shimmer checked the seals."
She rolls her eyes. "Yes, even though I've been sealing elementals since before the rise of Rome, I had Sunset check my work."
"I'm sorry if it's inconvenient, but it's a standard process and a second pair of eyes-."
"Yes…" She waves her right hand dismissively. "Yes. I understand. And I do enjoy talking to her. Did you know that her people dealt with a Lord of Chaos?"
I nod. "I think she mentioned it."
She smiles. "I'm constantly surprised by what even I can learn from talking to her. Particularly concerning beings like that."
Adom raises his eyebrows slightly. "You have encountered a Lord of Chaos yourself?"
"I… Misjudged a situation involving a Lord of Chaos named Oggar." She carefully watches his face. "You recognised the name, Teth Adom. Did you know of him?"
He nods. "I did. He was once a mighty ally of the Wizard, but broke with him due to his own egotism. He felt that his power meant that he should have been the leader of their alliance rather than the Wizard's subordinate. After that, he wandered the world, finding his amusements where he could. I encountered him only many years later, when he decided to attack my nation in an attempt to wound the Wizard by proxy."
She looks curious, her eyebrows rising slightly. "You survived his attention, then."
Adom nods. "I had learned to use the Power of Atum to increase my ability to resist baleful magic. But it would not have been enough to stand against a Lord of Chaos. The Wizard lent me a portion of his own might, the Power of Ribalvei, so that I could stand against Oggar's magic."
Circe looks distinctly impressed. "You mean to say that you.. won?"
"Once I closed the distance, I unleashed the full extent of Lord Montu's berserk rage. Oggar's physical form was strong, but not strong enough to withstand my attack."
"And?" She shrugs. "He is a Lord of Chaos. Could he really die from mere physical injury?"
"No." A thin smile. "But he could feel pain."
Circe's smile on the other hand isn't even slightly thin. "You hurt him so much that he fled?"
"In a manner of speaking. I broke his body, and then waited for his magic to repair it. And then I broke it again. And again. And again, until he abandoned this world and returned to the Realm of Chaos."
"How long did that take?"
"Perhaps twenty days of constant activity."
She smiles, this time one of genuine pleasure rather than social lubrication. "Really?" She steps forward, linking arms with him and pulling him in the direction of the nearest living room. "Oh, I am going to want more details than that, pharaoh."
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TheLastOne
Person of impeccable tastes (for destruction)
Well, I guess it takes time to really turn over a new leaf.
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- USA
Awww... they make a cute couple.
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