I've pretty much ignored New 52, word of mouth has been...poor.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
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Chaoswind
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Oh look people saying Rape is worse than Genocide, and others arguing that rapist should be tortured, murdered and then tortured on their afterlife.
Stay classy people.
If a Rapist is going to get tortured + killed, what is their incentive to NOT murder their victims when they are done with the power trip?
Rape victims shouldn't be defined by the terrible thing that happened to them, and pigeon holding them to the role of ethernal victims certainly doesn't help them.
Stay classy people.
If a Rapist is going to get tortured + killed, what is their incentive to NOT murder their victims when they are done with the power trip?
Rape victims shouldn't be defined by the terrible thing that happened to them, and pigeon holding them to the role of ethernal victims certainly doesn't help them.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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OK what the hell. How does her back even support that? And isn't she normally portrayed as an overweight black bureacrat? I understand a little variation, but that doesn't look anything like any other incarnation. It's like making Batman have siblings.
PAUL! DEMAGOGUE POWERS ACTIVATE!
Chaoswind
Lord of nonsense
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- Latin America
Exactly. The whole species is basically backstory for Starfire, who dresses like the cheapest of cheap whores because the writers wanted her to.
The problem isn't so much that one specific female character or another that is dressed skimpily, its that they all are. Have you seen what Waller was supposed to look like in that Nu52 thing that was totally never made, DC is out of business?
Oh look!!! Something that doesn't exist.
In that case, it's best to pick one for whom the criticism makes sense. For Starfire her outfit fits the character just fine; but as came up in this very story, what about Artemis and her bare abdomen? Or Zatanna and her unarmored magician outfit?
Starfire is really one of the worst characters to pick as a target for such criticism, especially in a medium with so many better targets. And it really tends to degenerate into a rather prudish "female sexuality is bad!" theme when people start bashing her.
In one incarnation. Batman was Thomas Wayne complete with Moustache. Bruce died.
Prince Charon
Just zis guy, you know?
There are many reasons to ignore nu52. This is just one of them.
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- Queensland
I always believed the boob window was for ventilation a lot of sweat can build up there and having sweaty boobs stuck rubbing together during times of heavy activity is super uncomfortable.
Apparently
Apparently
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- Alabama
Both of those were from me, and I said that i equate rape to genocide. Both being concepts that I don't have an experience to grasp.
I also repeatedly said it was an opinion.
I said that this was the sore spot for the Amazonians. It was pretty much the defining point of their culture.
Which is pretty Funny as I remember years ago I read about how Hercules stole the Girdle of Hippolyta, and I thought wow he was clever/brave for that.
Years Later, I realized exactly what stealing her Girdle Entailed...
My_Game_Account
Reading is magic!
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I think most of us get that rule of law exist at least partly because of those of us (including myself) that would over react.
To the question , escalating punishment in the afterlife. Although that would require better knowledge. I doubt many take the time to considere exactly what will happen to them that far off.
My not-quite-serious explanations have been that:
Her Kryptonian skin-tight force field that protects the rest of her clothing doesn't extend far out enough from her body to protect fabric over her cleavage, so if she didn't have the window a more ragged hole would just get torn there anyway.
*or*
It's a bullet trap. With her large bust if she covers up bullets just bounce straight up and get stuck in her nostrils.
I said they weren't all that serious...
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Considering the sheer angle of her boobs I think they might actually deflect towards her nose from some positions.
Considering the sheer angle of her boobs I think they might actually deflect towards her nose from some positions.
Information: GREETINGS
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greetings
Some of the behavior here has gotten a bit out of hand. Everyone stay cool. This is a global warning for everyone, but I will be naming specific people.
@Dr. Bob Doom, I know some posters can be aggravating, but sniping at them is not necessary. Do not do it. You have been given a Warning For Marginal Behavior.
@DamienGale, insulting people by declaring anyone who disagrees with you as a 'troll' is pushing it. Do not do this. You have been given a Warning For Marginal Behavior.
@Bomaz & @devo342, publicly threatening to Ignore people is against the rules. Do not do this. You have each been infracted for this.
@Vaermina, you can let arguments go instead of dragging them on with over-reliance on DC canon. Consider it.
Everyone else, play nice.
@Dr. Bob Doom, I know some posters can be aggravating, but sniping at them is not necessary. Do not do it. You have been given a Warning For Marginal Behavior.
@DamienGale, insulting people by declaring anyone who disagrees with you as a 'troll' is pushing it. Do not do this. You have been given a Warning For Marginal Behavior.
@Bomaz & @devo342, publicly threatening to Ignore people is against the rules. Do not do this. You have each been infracted for this.
@Vaermina, you can let arguments go instead of dragging them on with over-reliance on DC canon. Consider it.
Everyone else, play nice.
Stars, Crossed (part 29)
- Location
- Hampden Park
Uuuuuooooouuuuughhh…
"Uuuh." I open my eyes to blinding light and immediately close them. Uhh. Okay. Last thing I remember is talking to Shayera after… Stupid duel. Without otherwise moving I clench and relax my left hand. Feels like it's healed. My left side still hurts. I'm.. still wearing my armour. Huh. I weigh a lot, but the surface I'm lying on is padded and appears able to bear it. I shift a little to my right. Okay, I… Can't hear anything that sounds like cause for concern. I'm going to assume that the Thanagarian attack can still be filed under 'dealt with'. Father Box, you still there?
…
That's a little worrying. Sinestro?
…
Right. I brace my right elbow against the soft surface of my bed and start pushing myself up. No, too soft. Ow. I open my eyes at a squint and start trying to work out where I am. Looks… Kind of Watchtowery? I think? I didn't see the Thanagarian medical bay and without a power ring I can't just load the appearance of the place into my head.
Hang on. How does that even work if it can't affect my body?
Ow. Ow, oh ow. I don't remember getting hit in the head, but… A-ah. Head… Feels weird. And not in a good way.
"Are you getting up, or are you just going to lie there all day?"
"Haven't… Haven't decided." I tilt my head in the direction of Shayera's voice. Once my eyes aren't pointing upwards anymore I open them a little wider. She's in her yellow blouse and green leggings. "Did someone hit me in the head? Because I feel a little off."
"You were shot with a Thanagarian beam pistol. I'm surprised it didn't completely scramble your brain."
I don't remember that. "Oh, you know. Anything that doesn't kill me…" I screw up my eyes and give my head a little shake. "How long?"
"About two days. You're on the Watchtower. We couldn't do much for you because we couldn't get your armor off."
"Straps are a structural weak point. I don't use them. Is there a reason I don't have Father Box or the yellow power ring?"
"Do you usually wear your computer when you sleep?"
"Okay. No. I don't. And the ring?"
"It's got Sinestro's brain in it."
"He's an excellent teacher. And he doesn't control what the user does with-" I try pushing myself up again and am met with failure. "-the… What am I lying on?"
"We didn't have a big enough bed. You're lying on a pile of pillows."
Right. I rock back onto my bad side, trying not to put weight on the wounds. Then I rock to the right, pushing with my left foot. The pillow under it slips out, but I still manage to get onto my right side. This is the drawback of super strength, particularly when you aren't capable of judging force as well as usual. The surroundings just can't take it. Doubly so when you weigh as much as I do.
"Would you mind helping me upright?"
"Here." She opens her wings and flaps once, rising into the air above me. "Give me your hand."
I hold up my left hand and push with my right elbow. As soon as she takes hold I feel myself get a little lighter. Thanagarians are stronger than Humans, muscle mass for muscle mass, but I weigh a third of a ton. There's no way wings should be able to lift me. She pulls and -Aaaagh!- I come a little more upright. I get my right hand under me and push, just managing to get upright before I start to fall. Aero discs!
Aaand I'm up! "Thank you."
She looks me over. "Are you sure you should be up yet? I wasn't joking about you getting shot in the head."
"Sure." I recover my left arm and float slowly and carefully over my pillow nest. "I don't plan to get into a fight or anything, but-. Ah!" Father Box is resting on a table set against the wall of the room. I drift towards him, land gently and then pick him up and attach him to my armour.
9th January 2004
10:21 GMT
"Ploong."
"Pleased to see you too. How am I doing?"
"Ploong."
"Yeah, I'm not all that happy about it either."
Shayera comes in to land next to me, glancing at the site of my injury. "What did they shoot you with?"
"Radion blaster. Shot me after their fighters pummelled my construct armour down. Completely bypassed my Apokolips tech armour and New God fortitude. Punched through one side and out the other." I shake my head. "I mean, all due respect to them: they had a few seconds when I was vulnerable and they took full advantage. If they shot me in the head I'd be dead right now."
"Are you going to take your armor off so I can take a look at your injury?"
Probably wouldn't hurt. More. "Yeah, hang on. Father Box, uncouple armour."
"Ploong."
Something shifts, and I reach around my left side to lift away the-. Shayera gasps. "When you said they shot you, I thought it would be a narrow beam. How are you still alive?"
"Spite." I look down. Yeah, that.. still doesn't look good. I wasn't able to just close a flap of skin over it, there's still a very visible hole into my interior. Much smaller than it was, though. I shoved my whole hand into it while operating on myself. Now I'd struggle to get two fingers in. "I don't go into shock. Once I cut out the radion-tainted parts-."
"You… Cut out..?"
"Yeah, there's probably some lumps of me left near the commander's station on the bridge. It's not a priority but I'd appreciate it if you could have them incinerated."
"You… Did you have an anaesthetic?"
"No. Sometimes being immune to poison really sucks. Still-" I smile. "-I'm alive!" A sudden stab of pain makes me instinctively try to cover the injury with my right hand. "Ow."
"Do you need a bandage?"
"I'm immune to all disease and I'm not-" I take a quick look. "-leaking anymore, so… No, thank you. I.. could do with… This is going to sound odd, but you don't have a powerful source of raw magic, do you?"
"I don't think so. Why?"
"My wound isn't being repaired by anything so mundane as rapid cell division. It's my own divine majesty, effectively.. rejecting the truth of my damaged state. I am quite literally too important to bleed. In theory, bathing in raw magic should boost it. Speed up my healing."
"I'll see what we can do."
"Where are we at with everything else?"
"All the Thanagarian naval personnel who could have pulled out. I piloted the Command Carrier into a Lunar orbit, so no one on Earth can reach it. Supergirl and the others have torn apart the hyperspace bypass so there's no chance of it being activated."
I nod. "That's a relief. And the robopresident?"
"Still in office." She folds her arms across her chest. "Are you sure he's a robot?"
"Technically, he's a mechanoid. After technology reaches a certain level there isn't the same hard distinction between organic and mechanical. But, yes, I'm sure. Apokoliptian technology… Stands out." I frown. "Where are my goggles?"
She picks up.. the blasted and melted remains and holds them out to me. "I had to take it off your face with a chisel."
"Huh. Good work. Where are John and Batman?"
"John's on the Carrier. Batman's following up on President Horne."
"Okay. So, we're aiming to remove the President of the United States…" My smile broadens slightly. "Again, and create a Justice League. We'll need to put our heads together. And I'm going to need my ring back." She gives me a sceptical look. I respond with a winsome smile. "Please?"
"Uuuh." I open my eyes to blinding light and immediately close them. Uhh. Okay. Last thing I remember is talking to Shayera after… Stupid duel. Without otherwise moving I clench and relax my left hand. Feels like it's healed. My left side still hurts. I'm.. still wearing my armour. Huh. I weigh a lot, but the surface I'm lying on is padded and appears able to bear it. I shift a little to my right. Okay, I… Can't hear anything that sounds like cause for concern. I'm going to assume that the Thanagarian attack can still be filed under 'dealt with'. Father Box, you still there?
…
That's a little worrying. Sinestro?
…
Right. I brace my right elbow against the soft surface of my bed and start pushing myself up. No, too soft. Ow. I open my eyes at a squint and start trying to work out where I am. Looks… Kind of Watchtowery? I think? I didn't see the Thanagarian medical bay and without a power ring I can't just load the appearance of the place into my head.
Hang on. How does that even work if it can't affect my body?
Ow. Ow, oh ow. I don't remember getting hit in the head, but… A-ah. Head… Feels weird. And not in a good way.
"Are you getting up, or are you just going to lie there all day?"
"Haven't… Haven't decided." I tilt my head in the direction of Shayera's voice. Once my eyes aren't pointing upwards anymore I open them a little wider. She's in her yellow blouse and green leggings. "Did someone hit me in the head? Because I feel a little off."
"You were shot with a Thanagarian beam pistol. I'm surprised it didn't completely scramble your brain."
I don't remember that. "Oh, you know. Anything that doesn't kill me…" I screw up my eyes and give my head a little shake. "How long?"
"About two days. You're on the Watchtower. We couldn't do much for you because we couldn't get your armor off."
"Straps are a structural weak point. I don't use them. Is there a reason I don't have Father Box or the yellow power ring?"
"Do you usually wear your computer when you sleep?"
"Okay. No. I don't. And the ring?"
"It's got Sinestro's brain in it."
"He's an excellent teacher. And he doesn't control what the user does with-" I try pushing myself up again and am met with failure. "-the… What am I lying on?"
"We didn't have a big enough bed. You're lying on a pile of pillows."
Right. I rock back onto my bad side, trying not to put weight on the wounds. Then I rock to the right, pushing with my left foot. The pillow under it slips out, but I still manage to get onto my right side. This is the drawback of super strength, particularly when you aren't capable of judging force as well as usual. The surroundings just can't take it. Doubly so when you weigh as much as I do.
"Would you mind helping me upright?"
"Here." She opens her wings and flaps once, rising into the air above me. "Give me your hand."
I hold up my left hand and push with my right elbow. As soon as she takes hold I feel myself get a little lighter. Thanagarians are stronger than Humans, muscle mass for muscle mass, but I weigh a third of a ton. There's no way wings should be able to lift me. She pulls and -Aaaagh!- I come a little more upright. I get my right hand under me and push, just managing to get upright before I start to fall. Aero discs!
Aaand I'm up! "Thank you."
She looks me over. "Are you sure you should be up yet? I wasn't joking about you getting shot in the head."
"Sure." I recover my left arm and float slowly and carefully over my pillow nest. "I don't plan to get into a fight or anything, but-. Ah!" Father Box is resting on a table set against the wall of the room. I drift towards him, land gently and then pick him up and attach him to my armour.
9th January 2004
10:21 GMT
"Ploong."
"Pleased to see you too. How am I doing?"
"Ploong."
"Yeah, I'm not all that happy about it either."
Shayera comes in to land next to me, glancing at the site of my injury. "What did they shoot you with?"
"Radion blaster. Shot me after their fighters pummelled my construct armour down. Completely bypassed my Apokolips tech armour and New God fortitude. Punched through one side and out the other." I shake my head. "I mean, all due respect to them: they had a few seconds when I was vulnerable and they took full advantage. If they shot me in the head I'd be dead right now."
"Are you going to take your armor off so I can take a look at your injury?"
Probably wouldn't hurt. More. "Yeah, hang on. Father Box, uncouple armour."
"Ploong."
Something shifts, and I reach around my left side to lift away the-. Shayera gasps. "When you said they shot you, I thought it would be a narrow beam. How are you still alive?"
"Spite." I look down. Yeah, that.. still doesn't look good. I wasn't able to just close a flap of skin over it, there's still a very visible hole into my interior. Much smaller than it was, though. I shoved my whole hand into it while operating on myself. Now I'd struggle to get two fingers in. "I don't go into shock. Once I cut out the radion-tainted parts-."
"You… Cut out..?"
"Yeah, there's probably some lumps of me left near the commander's station on the bridge. It's not a priority but I'd appreciate it if you could have them incinerated."
"You… Did you have an anaesthetic?"
"No. Sometimes being immune to poison really sucks. Still-" I smile. "-I'm alive!" A sudden stab of pain makes me instinctively try to cover the injury with my right hand. "Ow."
"Do you need a bandage?"
"I'm immune to all disease and I'm not-" I take a quick look. "-leaking anymore, so… No, thank you. I.. could do with… This is going to sound odd, but you don't have a powerful source of raw magic, do you?"
"I don't think so. Why?"
"My wound isn't being repaired by anything so mundane as rapid cell division. It's my own divine majesty, effectively.. rejecting the truth of my damaged state. I am quite literally too important to bleed. In theory, bathing in raw magic should boost it. Speed up my healing."
"I'll see what we can do."
"Where are we at with everything else?"
"All the Thanagarian naval personnel who could have pulled out. I piloted the Command Carrier into a Lunar orbit, so no one on Earth can reach it. Supergirl and the others have torn apart the hyperspace bypass so there's no chance of it being activated."
I nod. "That's a relief. And the robopresident?"
"Still in office." She folds her arms across her chest. "Are you sure he's a robot?"
"Technically, he's a mechanoid. After technology reaches a certain level there isn't the same hard distinction between organic and mechanical. But, yes, I'm sure. Apokoliptian technology… Stands out." I frown. "Where are my goggles?"
She picks up.. the blasted and melted remains and holds them out to me. "I had to take it off your face with a chisel."
"Huh. Good work. Where are John and Batman?"
"John's on the Carrier. Batman's following up on President Horne."
"Okay. So, we're aiming to remove the President of the United States…" My smile broadens slightly. "Again, and create a Justice League. We'll need to put our heads together. And I'm going to need my ring back." She gives me a sceptical look. I respond with a winsome smile. "Please?"
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Isnt my realname
This isn't my real name.
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- Not Here
bear his what?
Knightfall
Nui lover and Slaaneshi
- Location
- New York, New York
Looks like Grayven is going to start filling out his conquest portfolio.
- Location
- Here
wow. He should get shot with radion blaster more. He seems so humble and more paul-like.
My_Game_Account
Reading is magic!
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- Digital world
The image of him trying to roll off a pile of pillows is perfect.
- Location
- Florida
I am Grayven, MASTER of pillows!
Turns out said hybrid was just spliced, so says Omniverse
Ironically, I think this might be because he hadn't had Orange light leaked all over him in a few days.
The_Letter_K
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His it. Didn't you read?
Seriously though, either the "my" is extraneous, or the "it" should be "weight".
My_Game_Account
Reading is magic!
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- Digital world
Goodness I hope so ,otherwise gives new meaning to burning sensation.
Mizu
Software Developer
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- Victoria, Australia
bear my weight.
Pleased to see
repaired by anything so
She picks up
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