Look further up for people guessing Chandler, here we are getting shot down.
I'm not sure what else to say. I made my guess.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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I came across the word in a story I was just reading. I didn't bother to look up candle-related terms back when it first came up or I would have discovered it then.
He transitioned the plane most of the way to Temescyra and even if Kon wasn't wearing the armor at the time he later asked if there was time to put it on, thus implying that it was on the plane.
- Location
- Canada
So long as the experimentation continues, and you have the opportunity to create an intriguing projectile weapon.
One which will be used primarily by those who were not made examples out of in the previous case, and who are therefore still extant.
HanEmpire
Delicious
Nope, I guessed that like a year ago.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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- Baton Rouge
Zoat's explanation to me: "Transitioning with Nth metal armour is something the SI isn't supposed to be able to do. I've meant to have the SI using zeta tube constructs when he needs to do that, or for them to be inside a vehicle which the SI can run an aura around. If I forget please point it out to me."
My suggested explanation was that it was prohibitively avarice intensive without Kon in the armor. Another explanation could be it would take too much power just to save a few seconds.
Welp, time for another complete re-read.
I think there been a novel or two of additional chapters since last time.
Vanathor
Games Questers Play
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- SB Exodite
I can tell you that none of you have even come close to guessing it. Only reason I know it, was that Zoat accidentally has a privacy setting wrong on his photobucket account, where it showed his IRL last name, that he since corrected when I PMed him about it ages ago and fix it on SB.
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It's about the standards they use to determine whether a behaviour is correct or not. Having checked the meaning of the word I used I'm not sure it was correct, but I was before you brought it up and so it's probably what the SI would have said.
Thank you, corrected.
Yes, he boom tubed. That's fine. The SI has no easy way to generate boom tubes.
No. More unusual than that.
Which episode? He can transition sufficiently large vehicles with the armour inside it, it's touching the armour directly he can't do.
Also, I apologise to the people of Manchestar.
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Carpe Tempus (supplementary, Renegade option)
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- Hampden Park
20th March
06:37 GMT -5
"…uncertain exactly what I was expecting, Mister Grayven." Brain's voice doesn't convey emotion in a way I'd trust, but at least he doesn't sound annoyed. "But slaying the Witch Boy in such a public fashion, and so subtly 'twisting the knife', as you say, into your former colleagues in the Justice League? Magnificent."
I lean back in my chair, taking in the Washington DC skyline, yellow ring held up to my right ear. Mister Tawny bites into what's left of this morning's hunt: a Thentulian Reaper. Nasty blighter, but not up to a fight with a God-Tiger. He and the Sphere both opted to come with me after the 'divorce', him out of loyalty and the Sphere to keep an eye on me. I came up on the roof to get away from the fans. I'm in full armour -goggles included- and I was eating lunch when Brain's call came in.
"Glad you liked it, Brain. Are you and the others satisfied that Klarion is indeed dead?"
"There could hardly be any doubt, Mister Grayven. Millions of people around the world saw the live broadcast, and millions more have seen the recordings. In addition to that, there are the physical remains and -I am told- mystical shockwaves in keeping with a being such as Klarion ceasing to be. I hereby formally notify you that the Light acknowledges you to have completed your part of the agreement."
I smile. "So, am I in? Or is the Queen Bee thing going to be a bigger problem that I'd been hoping?"
"We expect a degree of effort on your part to ensure that our interests in Bialya are maintained, but… Yes. We will arrange a meeting during which you will be formally confirmed and.. fully briefed on Light operations."
"Okay, just let me know when and where."
"I will be certain to do that, Mister Grayven. Dare I enquire as to the nature of your own plans?"
"Hmmn. Farm political capital, build up my personal facilities… To be honest, I doubt that I'll be doing anything particularly interesting for a month or two. How about you?"
"My life is one of research and technological development. Presently I am working on a new generation of cybernetic interface."
"Oh? Given what you've got already…"
"There is always room for improvement. One of my associates makes use of such limbs, and… It has been brought to my attention that my travel machine could benefit from having better defensive systems."
"I could help with that. If you like."
"Thank you, Mister Grayven… But I prefer to work on so intrinsic a system myself."
What? Oh. "Oh, I quite understand."
"Though, I will confess to a degree of interest in the… Ah, you call it 'Divine Awakening'? I have no interest in gods, but I cut myself free of the distractions of the flesh to better focus my intellectual energies. If you have some way to amplify that further, I would be most interested."
Not too surprising a request, though I had expected him to be a little more sceptical. "If you like. However, I should warn that it may interfere with your implants and I can't guarantee what the outcome would be for a mechanoid like yourself. I can't.. Awaken your travel machine. If it were New God technology…"
"I am unwilling to make use of machinery which I cannot myself maintain."
"Perfectly sensible."
"Would there be similar difficulties in using the technique on other members of our association?"
I shrug. "I don't know how it would interact with Savage's regeneration or the effects of the Lazarus Pit. Could do nothing, could improve them, could kill the user. Luthor is almost certainly com-." Okay, that's a bit annoying. "Compatible, but I'm not sure he'd be interested."
"Having dealt with him for some time, I think you are likely correct. Still, it would serve you well to-."
I blink. "Ugh."
"-off..er..? Is there a problem, Mister Grayven?"
"Yes. I'm sorry, but this invisible woman's got a gun pointed right in my ear." The gun in question is withdrawn very slightly. "It's really distracting. Can I call you back?"
"Are you in any danger?"
"No, it's basically a conventional automatic. It might make me a little hard of hearing-" She shoves the gun forwards again and with a smile I let her push my head to the side a little. "-but it wouldn't cause any lasting harm. I got this."
"Very well. I will speak to you again once I have a time and a place for your confirmation. Goodbye, Mister Grayven."
"Bye, Brain." I lower my right hand, letting it trail on the roof at the side of my chair. "So. Ms Black. What can I do for you?"
Her stealth field fails by degrees, first showing flashes of her red coat and jeans, then her grey blouse and decidedly humourless face. I barely remember her from the comics. I think her hair was.. shorter. And I don't remember the red goggles. But it's the same woman. Similar morphing arms to what Mercy uses, though a little more sophisticated. Currently only her right is in gun mode while her left retains the Human appearance. I wonder where the British government got that technology?
Mister Tawny gazes balefully at her, and starts to position his legs for a pounce. I shake my head at him and after a moment's consideration he settles back down.
"You can tell me where Chester is."
"Why, has he gone somewhere?" Patches of faux skin around her left hand shift aside and a burning wreath of some sort of highly energetic plasma forms around it. "I haven't spoken to him in, like, months."
"Bollocks you haven't."
"No, seriously, we had a chat back in January after your mob got ordered to work out how to kill me. Haven't.. heard from him since then." Should probably try getting hold of him, actually. He'd be a useful fellow to have around at the moment. "I do hope he's alright."
"He's disappeyar'd. Said something about you then oop and left."
"And this was..?"
"January. What'd'ya give him?"
"A little bit of background reading on the things the people you work for get up to in their spare time. Have to admit, I didn't think he'd just walk away from the whole setup you've got there. Didn't think he had that sort of moral fibre. I'm sort of impressed."
"He's been killin' folk."
"That's sort of what he does."
"Three judges, a minister and eleven retired civil servants. Did you put him up to it?"
"Not exactly…"
"I've been ordered t'kill the pair o'you."
"You could try that. You're sadly under equipped to face me, but you might get lucky with Chester. Or…" I take out a dossier with a summary of the truly appalling stuff I have on the British establishment. "You can take a look at this, and find out exactly how deep the rabbit hole goes."
I think she glances at it. The goggles make it hard to tell. "What's it sehy?"
"It says that your nation is ruled by narcissistic monsters far worse than any you have killed on their behalf in your careers to date. It gives details on who, how and when. And if you read it, they'll send one of your colleagues after you as they sent you after your brother." I turn my head to face her gun barrel full on. "So, what's it going to be?"
06:37 GMT -5
"…uncertain exactly what I was expecting, Mister Grayven." Brain's voice doesn't convey emotion in a way I'd trust, but at least he doesn't sound annoyed. "But slaying the Witch Boy in such a public fashion, and so subtly 'twisting the knife', as you say, into your former colleagues in the Justice League? Magnificent."
I lean back in my chair, taking in the Washington DC skyline, yellow ring held up to my right ear. Mister Tawny bites into what's left of this morning's hunt: a Thentulian Reaper. Nasty blighter, but not up to a fight with a God-Tiger. He and the Sphere both opted to come with me after the 'divorce', him out of loyalty and the Sphere to keep an eye on me. I came up on the roof to get away from the fans. I'm in full armour -goggles included- and I was eating lunch when Brain's call came in.
"Glad you liked it, Brain. Are you and the others satisfied that Klarion is indeed dead?"
"There could hardly be any doubt, Mister Grayven. Millions of people around the world saw the live broadcast, and millions more have seen the recordings. In addition to that, there are the physical remains and -I am told- mystical shockwaves in keeping with a being such as Klarion ceasing to be. I hereby formally notify you that the Light acknowledges you to have completed your part of the agreement."
I smile. "So, am I in? Or is the Queen Bee thing going to be a bigger problem that I'd been hoping?"
"We expect a degree of effort on your part to ensure that our interests in Bialya are maintained, but… Yes. We will arrange a meeting during which you will be formally confirmed and.. fully briefed on Light operations."
"Okay, just let me know when and where."
"I will be certain to do that, Mister Grayven. Dare I enquire as to the nature of your own plans?"
"Hmmn. Farm political capital, build up my personal facilities… To be honest, I doubt that I'll be doing anything particularly interesting for a month or two. How about you?"
"My life is one of research and technological development. Presently I am working on a new generation of cybernetic interface."
"Oh? Given what you've got already…"
"There is always room for improvement. One of my associates makes use of such limbs, and… It has been brought to my attention that my travel machine could benefit from having better defensive systems."
"I could help with that. If you like."
"Thank you, Mister Grayven… But I prefer to work on so intrinsic a system myself."
What? Oh. "Oh, I quite understand."
"Though, I will confess to a degree of interest in the… Ah, you call it 'Divine Awakening'? I have no interest in gods, but I cut myself free of the distractions of the flesh to better focus my intellectual energies. If you have some way to amplify that further, I would be most interested."
Not too surprising a request, though I had expected him to be a little more sceptical. "If you like. However, I should warn that it may interfere with your implants and I can't guarantee what the outcome would be for a mechanoid like yourself. I can't.. Awaken your travel machine. If it were New God technology…"
"I am unwilling to make use of machinery which I cannot myself maintain."
"Perfectly sensible."
"Would there be similar difficulties in using the technique on other members of our association?"
I shrug. "I don't know how it would interact with Savage's regeneration or the effects of the Lazarus Pit. Could do nothing, could improve them, could kill the user. Luthor is almost certainly com-." Okay, that's a bit annoying. "Compatible, but I'm not sure he'd be interested."
"Having dealt with him for some time, I think you are likely correct. Still, it would serve you well to-."
I blink. "Ugh."
"-off..er..? Is there a problem, Mister Grayven?"
"Yes. I'm sorry, but this invisible woman's got a gun pointed right in my ear." The gun in question is withdrawn very slightly. "It's really distracting. Can I call you back?"
"Are you in any danger?"
"No, it's basically a conventional automatic. It might make me a little hard of hearing-" She shoves the gun forwards again and with a smile I let her push my head to the side a little. "-but it wouldn't cause any lasting harm. I got this."
"Very well. I will speak to you again once I have a time and a place for your confirmation. Goodbye, Mister Grayven."
"Bye, Brain." I lower my right hand, letting it trail on the roof at the side of my chair. "So. Ms Black. What can I do for you?"
Her stealth field fails by degrees, first showing flashes of her red coat and jeans, then her grey blouse and decidedly humourless face. I barely remember her from the comics. I think her hair was.. shorter. And I don't remember the red goggles. But it's the same woman. Similar morphing arms to what Mercy uses, though a little more sophisticated. Currently only her right is in gun mode while her left retains the Human appearance. I wonder where the British government got that technology?
Mister Tawny gazes balefully at her, and starts to position his legs for a pounce. I shake my head at him and after a moment's consideration he settles back down.
"You can tell me where Chester is."
"Why, has he gone somewhere?" Patches of faux skin around her left hand shift aside and a burning wreath of some sort of highly energetic plasma forms around it. "I haven't spoken to him in, like, months."
"Bollocks you haven't."
"No, seriously, we had a chat back in January after your mob got ordered to work out how to kill me. Haven't.. heard from him since then." Should probably try getting hold of him, actually. He'd be a useful fellow to have around at the moment. "I do hope he's alright."
"He's disappeyar'd. Said something about you then oop and left."
"And this was..?"
"January. What'd'ya give him?"
"A little bit of background reading on the things the people you work for get up to in their spare time. Have to admit, I didn't think he'd just walk away from the whole setup you've got there. Didn't think he had that sort of moral fibre. I'm sort of impressed."
"He's been killin' folk."
"That's sort of what he does."
"Three judges, a minister and eleven retired civil servants. Did you put him up to it?"
"Not exactly…"
"I've been ordered t'kill the pair o'you."
"You could try that. You're sadly under equipped to face me, but you might get lucky with Chester. Or…" I take out a dossier with a summary of the truly appalling stuff I have on the British establishment. "You can take a look at this, and find out exactly how deep the rabbit hole goes."
I think she glances at it. The goggles make it hard to tell. "What's it sehy?"
"It says that your nation is ruled by narcissistic monsters far worse than any you have killed on their behalf in your careers to date. It gives details on who, how and when. And if you read it, they'll send one of your colleagues after you as they sent you after your brother." I turn my head to face her gun barrel full on. "So, what's it going to be?"
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yingyang590
East of eerie, North of normal, West of weird
Is Constantine UK basically the moral equivalent of Marvel Canada?
There are probably quite a few good decent people in positions of power in Hellblazer, as evinced by the fact the country hasn't collapsed into an orgy of backstabbing.
But I can't recall John meeting anyone who isn't scum, no.
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- Canada
Did I miss something?
None of that happened eh. Sorry. Lets go get some maple doughnuts.
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- Wishing I was somewhere much colder, I asssume.
Is Canada in the Marvel universe run by demon-worshipping politicians and child predators?
Cherico
Machine
there are quite a few points of light, but there is a whole lot of corruption and Constantine has a way of running into it alot.
Honestly stay out of london, and parts of northern england and glascow and your more or less fine. Marvel canada is much worse.
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No, I do believe they are actually worse.
Did not actually think I would be saying anything nice about Marvel Canada, but at least they are only ruthlessly fascist to my recollection. The bad guys in Constantine UK tend to be baby-eaters, cannibals, or worse.
I see Vera has gotten the Robocop arms upgrade like in the comics.
Shame on Ren!Paul that she was able to sneak past the Sphere, Mr Tawny, Father Box and his sensors to get the drop on him.
.....
Come to think of it, that was actually impressive.
Sneaking past Awakened animal senses, ringtech and two sets of New Genosian sensors can't have been easy.
Correction:
Why is RenPaul saying this nation while he is in Washington DC?
He should be saying your nation.
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- Canada
Didn't think manchester would take such offense to his leaders being major cunts, you'd think he'd be used to it by now.
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- Hampden Park
Geoffrey Talbot. No one was more surprised than John.
No, he knew she was there. He just didn't see any reason to react to her.
Because originally this section happened in London and I didn't change all the references.
Thank you, corrected.
I hope OL gets around to doing something about those people.
Typos:
Typos:
"live"
Excess "a".
"her"
Mizu
Software Developer
- Location
- Victoria, Australia
saw the live broadcast
Link image is dead.
of her red coat and
Was confused about Grayven's distractions at first, but then the reveal happened and had me chuckling at his nonchalance over it.
Works fine for me.
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