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Well I remembered 2 and 3 correctly at least.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
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You do remember that Paul is the one that said that all the gods where nothing more than jumped up elementals right? as in that was how he viewed them rather than that being an actual defining characteristic of their nature. Essentially viewing 'gods" as nothing more than powerful beings with delusions of grandeur is the only way to reconcile their presence without worshiping them in some form or another.
Seriously every single character from DC does that- just most only do that to the few they disdain. Others like John Constantine, and apparently Paul, hold all in disdain. But those beings are still exactly whatever they where to begin with no matter what sounds humans use to describe them.
Now as to weather Paul's ring can heal a demi-god when it cannot heal a god from a separate pantheon or not? who knows. Depends on what those two things are. As in "god" in this case is being used to describe something so much stronger than a mortal human that no other term makes logical sense. Kal El is frankly deserving of the term- a modern Sun God so to speak- yet a power ring can work on a krytonian with some prep work. So the ring working or not depends on how their power functions. If a demi-god from earth can heal rapidly due to his universal importance? then no, it probably will not work. If it functions some other way? maybe- who knows.
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Ganurath
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I was trying to express the sentiment that Olympian-human hybrids and new Gods adhere to different sets of internalized metaphysics in a humorous manner.
Olympian-Endless hybrids.
Ridiculously Average Guy
I'm you, but stronger
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I was trying to imply that the release/creation of Hope (while not actually doing too much to Despair) completely fucked Delight.
LapisLantern
Rage, Rage and cause the drowning of the light
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The problem is that almost any time a god is referred to they are called a 'Jumped Up Elemental' The joke has long since gone stale, and was founded in Paul's wrong-context theology. He was applying logic from his home parallel to a universe where diving beings are an actual, physical reality. He has since gotten a greater understanding of the metaphysical realities of Earth-16, and appears to have come to accept gods as being just that.
Elementals are created entirely of the thing they are. A lighing elemental IS lightning. It has no purpous but to be lighting, there are no words to describe it but 'lightning'. Abra Kadara's Elemental had no purpose beyond that which Abra gave it. An embodiment (Like the Ophidian) does can have a purpose, and an existence, outside of what they embody, because they are more complex than Elementals, its just that most of them don't have any experience outside of what they embody. The Ophidian had no expirience beyond Aravice until Paul merged with it. Now, however, It is showing a peronality beyond 'I want it all, MINE MINE MINE' . Gods howerver, are neither elemental, nor embodiment. They are a complex soul structure with such a firm grasp on their mantle that they essentially define it. Scott Free is freedom, he cannot be anything else, Graveyn is conquest, Eris is chaos.
there is no difference between the New Gods and the old pantheons like the Greeks except age.
I have not seen anything to contradict this, so i'm going to stick to it.
there is no difference between the New Gods and the old pantheons like the Greeks except age.
I have not seen anything to contradict this, so i'm going to stick to it.
Yes, and no. He accepts that gods are real beings with real power; he just doesn't accept the idea that being powerful makes them automatically superior & deserving of respect and obedience. He does treat gods that do things he respects with respect; Ploutos, Hephaestus and Gaea for example. But he doesn't hesitate to sneer at Zeus just because he's chief god of Olympus. He treats them like people, not gods.
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Actually, new gods aren't even bullet proof as a rule, their resistance to injury is like Wonder Woman's- blunt force trauma is no big deal, but a punk with a knife can still cut them. New gods who are bullet proof are bullet proof because of an individual superpower, like say venombuster mutation.
Which reminds me, I have a question.
As far as I know, new gods don't have a healing factor.
1) Did Zoat oddly wank new god abilities in a lower powered setting?
2) Is a healing factor just such an obscure power that not a single wiki mentions it?
3) Was Grayven just lying and it was actually the venombuster mutation healing his wounds? Since venom is known to grant enhanced healing.
you are forgetting the option that is "he is mistaken". Besides this doesn't sound like wank to me. Rather a negative interaction between his ring and his other powers. Remember this is preventing his ring from healing him. Sides I can totally buy that a new god has a healing factor according to how important they are.
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He stole it from Exalted. The explanation is almost exactly the same for some Solar Exalted healing charms.
Stars, Crossed (supplementary, SI option)
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24th February
13:39 GMT +3
"… red numbers represent great fleets of warships?" Myrto picks up the card she was looking at.
I finally found people who will play this game with me. Yes, the fact that they've been in prison for longer than I've been alive might have something to do with it, but I'm not going to look a gift-horse in the mouth. Even with ring-assisted recall I couldn't possibly remember every card in the game, but that doesn't really matter because most of the cards were unplayable rubbish. Recreating the decks I actually used to own wasn't difficult at all. Not that the cards were ever printed in Themysciran Greek.
"Sort of. The card type represents fleets of all sizes, from small groups of vessels on patrol around your people's territory to huge quantities of warships owned by a vast alliance of people. And in a few cases huge monsters."
"And these ships fight between worlds?"
"In this.. game it.. doesn't really matter, since it's more usually about winning a particular face off rather than actually conquering anywhere. And there's not really much point fighting in the middle of nowhere. But, yes, fleet engagements take place outside the planet's atmosphere. Other than the very smallest, they're not designed to work inside one."
She nods. "Green is their skill as a diplomat. Blue, their skill as a spy. Orange their skill as a war leader and purple… Magic?"
"It's not precisely magic, I just said that it was like magic. Telepathy lets a person affect the thoughts of people around them, but it doesn't let them do anything more… Anything more exotic."
She raises her eyebrows. "Affecting a person's mind is not exotic?"
"Compared to some of the things I've seen magic users do on this world? No. They can pick out information if you're not trying to conceal it or muddle your senses a little. Only the strongest can actually attack someone's mind or control them."
She picks up a copy of the Psi-Corps Ambassador. "His magic… His telepathy seems stronger than the skills of the other leaders."
"It has to be, because on the scale the game takes place there are much fewer applications for it. He can control the mind of one person. Ambassador Delenn-" I pass her the 'Grey Council Diplomacy' deck. "-is one of the nine rulers of the people. Her decisions affect the lives of hundreds of billions, both her own people and those they have diplomatic relations with."
"And victory is achieved by leading your people to pre-eminence."
"Yes."
"When you explained it, the sequence of the turns sounded somewhat complicated."
"It… It is, and that… And the time games take to finish is probably why the game never really caught on. It's not too bad once you get the hang of it and… Hey, there are four of you, and since you don't age and you're locked in a couple of rooms… It's perfect."
Charis leans over her Circlemate's shoulder. "Why does the one playing with a strong military not simply win every time?"
"Having a fleet in play doesn't mean that a fleet has been built. It can, but usually it just means that the fleet has become available for your Ambassador to direct. If they went to war, whatever fleets the military player controlled would be met by the full force of the other player's people. That, and the fact that the Ambassadors are not the sole rulers of their peoples. Persuading their governments to declare war, given how expensive that is in both life and money, is no simple matter." She nods. "No group in the setting has the power to overwhelm all of the others. Most of these decks have some fleets in them, so if one player starts getting too aggressive-."
"The other players have what they need to unite against them and put them in their place."
"Yep. That's the main reason I like intrigue -spying- so much. Everyone's got some diplomacy and some military, but a lot of these decks have next to no intrigue. The most reliable military deck I have is mostly about posturing while you build up to the point where you can cow the others into submission."
"The game will have to wait." Myrto and Charis step back as Alkyone approaches, Philomela just behind her. That's unusual. She may not growl at me anymore but she made it clear that she doesn't like me. She usually just sits out of the way when I visit.
I shrug. "None of us are going anywhere. What can I do for you?"
She sits in front of the opening between the cell quarters and the rest of the world, staring at me. "I was told that there was something you wanted to say to me."
"Yes, I want to apologise for the way I spoke to you when we first met. I was rude and excessively aggressive, particularly regarding your desire to-." Her eyes harden. "You know."
Her eyes move to the side and she breathes slowly, as if steeling herself for something. "I… Accept."
"Oh. I.. honestly wasn't expecting that."
Her eyes move over my face and to the cards on the small shelf between us. "You healed Philomela and have faithfully obeyed the Queen's order to communicate with us. I dislike the situation, but I am prepared to entertain the idea that you are not my enemy."
"Thank you." I smile and extend my right hand through the gap. She looks at it for a moment, then takes hold and shakes it. "I was just taking a break down here while the senate calms down. I wasn't expecting to actually get anywhere today."
She lets go and -hah!- she wipes her hand under the shelf where she thinks I can't see it. "You told me when we first met that you would consider it your duty as a citizen to reveal the Dragon's duplicity."
"If any exists -and I'm not convinced it does- then yes, I do."
"What I am about to tell you is an unbroken secret within our sisterhood. If I tell you why we hate her, why we were prepared to go against our Queen to kill her, you will not share that knowledge with another soul. You will investigate and you will bring such evidence as you find to me."
"Queen Hippolyta is my queen and I am oathbound to obey Diana for the next four months. I don't think they will order me to tell them if you have asked me not to, but they might. Otherwise, of course."
Alkyone considers for a moment, then nods. "What do you know of her creation?"
"The authorised version? Hippolyta wanted a daughter, she made a model from the clay of Themyscira and…" I didn't actually ask for details, beyond checking that 'clay model brought to life' was what happened here. "One of the goddesses brought it to life?"
"It was no goddess. The matter from which the Dragon's body was made was taken from the Hekatonkheir Cottus."
"Okay?" She scowls at me. "Is that bad? I'm a bit behind on my Greek mythic cycles, but weren't the Hekatonkheires on the Olympian side during the fight with the Titans? I mean, it's a bit weird that Hippolyta hasn't told anyone, but it's not like Diana is Uranus' daughter or anything."
"Perhaps they were allies once, but they have spent thousands of years in Tartarus. The creature I saw on that night is nothing that should be on Themyscira."
"Since when do Amazons care who a daughter's father is?"
"Since she was given life through magic and not through natural means. He has some inhuman design for we Amazons, and she is part of it."
I sit back. "So, you want me to find out what it is? Or find out from Hippolyta if she's been keeping secrets about Diana's creation from everyone?"
"Yes."
"Okay. I can do that. But… This has got to be an end to it. If I examine everything, and there's no plot... If it was just Hippolyta lying and there's nothing particularly sinister going on… I expect you to apologise to Diana and-" She screws up her face in revulsion. "-accept her as your Princess."
I watch the red swirl under her skin for several moments. "If… If your investigation is truly exhaustive-."
"It will be, and I'm happy to be Truth Lassoed to prove it."
"Then yes, I will. But it will not come to that."
13:39 GMT +3
"… red numbers represent great fleets of warships?" Myrto picks up the card she was looking at.
I finally found people who will play this game with me. Yes, the fact that they've been in prison for longer than I've been alive might have something to do with it, but I'm not going to look a gift-horse in the mouth. Even with ring-assisted recall I couldn't possibly remember every card in the game, but that doesn't really matter because most of the cards were unplayable rubbish. Recreating the decks I actually used to own wasn't difficult at all. Not that the cards were ever printed in Themysciran Greek.
"Sort of. The card type represents fleets of all sizes, from small groups of vessels on patrol around your people's territory to huge quantities of warships owned by a vast alliance of people. And in a few cases huge monsters."
"And these ships fight between worlds?"
"In this.. game it.. doesn't really matter, since it's more usually about winning a particular face off rather than actually conquering anywhere. And there's not really much point fighting in the middle of nowhere. But, yes, fleet engagements take place outside the planet's atmosphere. Other than the very smallest, they're not designed to work inside one."
She nods. "Green is their skill as a diplomat. Blue, their skill as a spy. Orange their skill as a war leader and purple… Magic?"
"It's not precisely magic, I just said that it was like magic. Telepathy lets a person affect the thoughts of people around them, but it doesn't let them do anything more… Anything more exotic."
She raises her eyebrows. "Affecting a person's mind is not exotic?"
"Compared to some of the things I've seen magic users do on this world? No. They can pick out information if you're not trying to conceal it or muddle your senses a little. Only the strongest can actually attack someone's mind or control them."
She picks up a copy of the Psi-Corps Ambassador. "His magic… His telepathy seems stronger than the skills of the other leaders."
"It has to be, because on the scale the game takes place there are much fewer applications for it. He can control the mind of one person. Ambassador Delenn-" I pass her the 'Grey Council Diplomacy' deck. "-is one of the nine rulers of the people. Her decisions affect the lives of hundreds of billions, both her own people and those they have diplomatic relations with."
"And victory is achieved by leading your people to pre-eminence."
"Yes."
"When you explained it, the sequence of the turns sounded somewhat complicated."
"It… It is, and that… And the time games take to finish is probably why the game never really caught on. It's not too bad once you get the hang of it and… Hey, there are four of you, and since you don't age and you're locked in a couple of rooms… It's perfect."
Charis leans over her Circlemate's shoulder. "Why does the one playing with a strong military not simply win every time?"
"Having a fleet in play doesn't mean that a fleet has been built. It can, but usually it just means that the fleet has become available for your Ambassador to direct. If they went to war, whatever fleets the military player controlled would be met by the full force of the other player's people. That, and the fact that the Ambassadors are not the sole rulers of their peoples. Persuading their governments to declare war, given how expensive that is in both life and money, is no simple matter." She nods. "No group in the setting has the power to overwhelm all of the others. Most of these decks have some fleets in them, so if one player starts getting too aggressive-."
"The other players have what they need to unite against them and put them in their place."
"Yep. That's the main reason I like intrigue -spying- so much. Everyone's got some diplomacy and some military, but a lot of these decks have next to no intrigue. The most reliable military deck I have is mostly about posturing while you build up to the point where you can cow the others into submission."
"The game will have to wait." Myrto and Charis step back as Alkyone approaches, Philomela just behind her. That's unusual. She may not growl at me anymore but she made it clear that she doesn't like me. She usually just sits out of the way when I visit.
I shrug. "None of us are going anywhere. What can I do for you?"
She sits in front of the opening between the cell quarters and the rest of the world, staring at me. "I was told that there was something you wanted to say to me."
"Yes, I want to apologise for the way I spoke to you when we first met. I was rude and excessively aggressive, particularly regarding your desire to-." Her eyes harden. "You know."
Her eyes move to the side and she breathes slowly, as if steeling herself for something. "I… Accept."
"Oh. I.. honestly wasn't expecting that."
Her eyes move over my face and to the cards on the small shelf between us. "You healed Philomela and have faithfully obeyed the Queen's order to communicate with us. I dislike the situation, but I am prepared to entertain the idea that you are not my enemy."
"Thank you." I smile and extend my right hand through the gap. She looks at it for a moment, then takes hold and shakes it. "I was just taking a break down here while the senate calms down. I wasn't expecting to actually get anywhere today."
She lets go and -hah!- she wipes her hand under the shelf where she thinks I can't see it. "You told me when we first met that you would consider it your duty as a citizen to reveal the Dragon's duplicity."
"If any exists -and I'm not convinced it does- then yes, I do."
"What I am about to tell you is an unbroken secret within our sisterhood. If I tell you why we hate her, why we were prepared to go against our Queen to kill her, you will not share that knowledge with another soul. You will investigate and you will bring such evidence as you find to me."
"Queen Hippolyta is my queen and I am oathbound to obey Diana for the next four months. I don't think they will order me to tell them if you have asked me not to, but they might. Otherwise, of course."
Alkyone considers for a moment, then nods. "What do you know of her creation?"
"The authorised version? Hippolyta wanted a daughter, she made a model from the clay of Themyscira and…" I didn't actually ask for details, beyond checking that 'clay model brought to life' was what happened here. "One of the goddesses brought it to life?"
"It was no goddess. The matter from which the Dragon's body was made was taken from the Hekatonkheir Cottus."
"Okay?" She scowls at me. "Is that bad? I'm a bit behind on my Greek mythic cycles, but weren't the Hekatonkheires on the Olympian side during the fight with the Titans? I mean, it's a bit weird that Hippolyta hasn't told anyone, but it's not like Diana is Uranus' daughter or anything."
"Perhaps they were allies once, but they have spent thousands of years in Tartarus. The creature I saw on that night is nothing that should be on Themyscira."
"Since when do Amazons care who a daughter's father is?"
"Since she was given life through magic and not through natural means. He has some inhuman design for we Amazons, and she is part of it."
I sit back. "So, you want me to find out what it is? Or find out from Hippolyta if she's been keeping secrets about Diana's creation from everyone?"
"Yes."
"Okay. I can do that. But… This has got to be an end to it. If I examine everything, and there's no plot... If it was just Hippolyta lying and there's nothing particularly sinister going on… I expect you to apologise to Diana and-" She screws up her face in revulsion. "-accept her as your Princess."
I watch the red swirl under her skin for several moments. "If… If your investigation is truly exhaustive-."
"It will be, and I'm happy to be Truth Lassoed to prove it."
"Then yes, I will. But it will not come to that."
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They'd almost have to have some kind of "healing factor" given that most of them are non-invulnerable immortals, or they'd all be humanoid masses of scar tissue after a few centuries from cumulative wear and tear.
Given his earlier description of New God Awakening as enhancing extraordinary abilities, that and a "New God healing factor" are actually much the same thing.
From the evidence, I'd guess that any New God who didn't die from their wound would eventually heal from it perfectly. However, most of them wouldn't heal much faster than normal person, just more completely. Rather like wizards in the Harry Dresden series if you are familiar with it, now that I think of it.
But one like Grayven whose powerset explicitly included improved physical robustness and vitality probably heals much faster than either the average New god or a normal Venom Buster enhancile. The fact that he is on a supernatural level modeled after a particular "god role" and isn't just some generic New God probably does help too on top of that; i suspect that what he said qualifies as "true, but incomplete".
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Having a healing factor is not a negative reaction, it's a superpower.
And for a new god to get a healing factor according to importance, there would need to be important new gods, in YJ they're aliens in silly outfits, and if there existed important new gods in YJ, Grayven would not be one of them, he's "Darkseid's sons are Kalibak, Scott Free, and whatshisface."
New god science is powered by the Source, I think they have basic healthcare covered.
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First off, this is Paul. Second, I am amused and not entirely suprised that it took finding people in prison for a hundred years to find someone willing to play the B5 CCG. (Currently watching B5 for the first time with a friend who's a fan of it and insisted I watch and currently 19 episodes into Season 4. I have... very mixed feelings about the show.) Also huh, wonder if he'll actually make some progress here since he's gotten on their good-ish sides and agreed to investigate their concerns.
ClawClawBite
Mad Engineering!
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Wow, I have not b5ccg'd in a long time. And he did not even get into Destiny, Shadow, or Vorlon marks...
Though B5Wars may be better for helping Amazons learn to respect tech battles in an interstellar age.
Though B5Wars may be better for helping Amazons learn to respect tech battles in an interstellar age.
Well that's interesting...
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Typos:
"too"
"Circlemate's", I think.
"my". I'm pretty sure her eyes aren't on stalks...
"exists"
"moments"
PostwarGryphon
Traveller of Planes
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- Australia
Hmm. Considering that Cottus seems to utterly revile the fact that the Clay used to make Diana came from him/it and he/it wants it back, I'd say it's pretty solid evidence that Cottus has no other plans for Diana other than taking back the Clay. By killing her.
And unless I miss my guess, I'd say that he/it also wants to consume the rest of Themyscira, because that's where the Clay came from. So he/it want's that back as well.
Basically nothing really changed from Diana's creation. It just made him/it focus on a particular person/s to hate for 'stealing' the Clay.
And unless I miss my guess, I'd say that he/it also wants to consume the rest of Themyscira, because that's where the Clay came from. So he/it want's that back as well.
Basically nothing really changed from Diana's creation. It just made him/it focus on a particular person/s to hate for 'stealing' the Clay.
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So, probably not the worst thing to investigate anyway just to get that out of the way.
PostwarGryphon
Traveller of Planes
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- Australia
It's also ironic. If they had succeeded in killing Diana then they would have been doing Cottus a favour. Now that would leave a bad taste in their mouths.
Finagle007
[Verified Great Old One]
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So it looks like things may be building up to Paul fighting a Hekatonkhire? Good thing he's got Ophidian available.
It sounds likely to result in one of those confrontations where OL tries to be reasonable with the maniacal supervillain (well, supermonster in this case), the other side rants and raves a lot in return until OL decides "Oh, well, I see that reason isn't going to work" and punts them back into captivity. In Tartarus instead of Belle Reve though, so the accommodations aren't as nice. It's not like "I want to eat the island" is a position he'll be willing to compromise on.
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No Paul! Don't do it!
If you successfully let them out, you won't have anyone to play cards with!
If you successfully let them out, you won't have anyone to play cards with!
Jamie Roberts
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"I challenge you to Rock Paper Scissors."
"Rock Paper Scissors? That's it?"
"Rock Paper Scissors to the death."
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