With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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- Wishing I was somewhere much colder, I asssume.
Alright, I've cracked, I have to know about Ladyfold.
What does meat sausage or menstrual sausage, or whatever you guys called it, mean?
What does meat sausage or menstrual sausage, or whatever you guys called it, mean?
The_Letter_K
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- ...IJ_LM...
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- She/Her
Apparently, according to Comic Vine, the specifics were never revealed in the comic, though even if they were, I'm not sure this would be the place to discuss it.
Ganurath
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- A Valid Location
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- He/Him
"Powers? What kind of power is this, for goodness' sake? I mean what happens, do I just keep going until once a month I'm producing some kind of menstrual sausage—?"
- Location
- USA
Thing is, the white ring is worth it. You get massive buffs in all stats and even get access to a few new ones, like True Reality Warping. You can finally start to solo the larger bosses like Darkseid. And yeah, the dip in diplomancy stats with most of the factions sucks, but you probably won't have high diplomacy with them anyway. The Guardians dislike any non-Green Lantern, Qwardians are dicks in general, etc.
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- Somewhere out there
One of the tricks to the diplomacy route is that there are a lot more meaningful factions in the game than just the big cosmic heavy-hitters. Some of the factions that look like they're just there as fluff can really start building up to some really good stuff. It actually seems to be Zoat's chosen strategy for the Paragon run. It takes some time to really get things moving, but once you get past the slow grindy intro, that schizo-tech feature of Earth REALLY starts to shine.
Maybe it's just me, but I'd rather have a team of seven Lanterns than to try to solo Darkseid. Sure, soloing Darkseid is an achievement worth boasting about, but it's not necessary.
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- USA
That is not as malevolent as I expected. Is it just because Rene!Paul is pretending to be a noble and is thus sufficiently important that FB obeys him? Also, can't FB read minds? How did he not realize Rene!Paul isn't Grayven? Or rationalize his non-Grayven-like actions?
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- Earth, 3rd rock from the Sun
You take might take a diplomacy hit to make the White Ring, but you can gain it back easily after. While the constituent rings do not have a Deputy Ring function, the White being probable post game content (and being hard to get in any case), does. So you can hand out some deputy white rings to really boost friendship scores. Also, a little known trick is you can make 7 (one of each normal color) Deputy Rings for the cost of maintaining 1 White Deputy Ring using the Krona's Gauntlet and the Prism. This is in fact the only known way those Deputy Rings can appear in the base game; the Ring Tech Tree had the Deputy Ring dummied out.
(A trick here is to hand out the Deputy Rings, manually cut the maintenance connection so the ring is on a limited charge instead of asking for it back, and then handing over a new Deputy Ring when the first one depletes. You can max their friend ship score that way.
But do not wait do long, once someone lacks any Deputy Ring, the friendship bonus gained from it starts to decay...)
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Also, Desaad "recognized" him as Grayven.
That's not the point; the point is that the Father Box heard Desaad acknowledge him as Grayven.
And So!
We move onto another world Zoat posting after the next few days of Grayven.
So far we have had two orange lanterns, a blue lantern, a red lantern, a anti-green lantern and an Indigo tribe.
The question is, what colours are next and what setting are next for Defector and Suicide Squad?
Place your bets!
We move onto another world Zoat posting after the next few days of Grayven.
So far we have had two orange lanterns, a blue lantern, a red lantern, a anti-green lantern and an Indigo tribe.
The question is, what colours are next and what setting are next for Defector and Suicide Squad?
Place your bets!
Ganurath
Literal Enthusiast
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- A Valid Location
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- He/Him
Ame Comi Star Sapphire for Defector, and DC Cinematic Universe Green Lantern for Suicide Squad!
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- Hampden Park
No one. She actually does walk into things.
Call it a year?
Both I and he think so, yes.
You'll laugh.
Fool's Canon (supplementary, Renegade option)
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- Hampden Park
1st April
10:03 GMT -6
"I don't think.. I understand."
Lynne frowns slightly as we walk along the road out of Rifle in the general direction of Challenger Mountain. Yes, it would have been easier tubing back but -observant chap that I am- I spotted that my new daughter had something she wanted to get off her chest. She waited until we got away from the built up areas. After all, we may be bonding well but we haven't actually spent all that much time together. I don't mind having my decisions challenged -I even put up with Richard- but I imagine that it's more than a little hard for her to bring herself to do so.
"Okay? Ask away. It's my job to explain things to you."
"You gave.. Amane.. superspeed."
"Uh-huh."
"And she's going to kill the man who she says murdered her parents."
"Oh, he did. I opened a hush tube and had Sinestro scan her house for biological material. Skin cells all over the place. Probably scratching his face.. orrrr maybe he sneezed."
"I.. thought.. you were… A superhero."
"Okay, stop." She does, turning to face-.
Oh, no. Not having that. I crouch down. "Lynne. There is nothing wrong with questioning me. Friends.. and family, who are prepared to tell you things you need to hear and don't want to are very valuable things. I am not perfect. And-" I nod my head to the left. "-I'm here to teach you things. I can hardly do that if you're afraid to ask me questions."
I spread out my arms and do my best harmless face. "Hug?" She smiles, stepping up to me and wrapping her arms around my neck, her head pressed against the right side of my chin. This is nice. "Okay." She pulls away a little, her hands resting on my shoulders. "Better?" She nods. "Okay. Whether or not I'm a superhero depends on how you define 'superhero'. Most superheroes don't kill people. You know full well that I do. However, the people I kill are either mindless -like the guards at the SHADE prison that were holding you- or very very bad, like Klarion and Esak. Killing someone is a big deal, and… I know of no reliable way to reverse it. If the job of a superhero is to keep as many people alive as possible, then a simple look suggests that a superhero shouldn't kill. But what if they kill someone who would otherwise go on to murder lots of people?"
"Then.. those people don't die."
"Just so. I'm not quite that utilitarian, usually. But if I am presented with someone who has killed and.. whom I might reasonably expect to kill again… Kill innocent people…" Hm. "Or at least people not guilty of anything very much-."
She nods slowly, her eyes turned to the side as she gets her head around the idea. Probably a bit much moral philosophy for an eleven year old. "Then you've saved them. You've saved more people than you would have by not killing."
"I don't know if the man who killed Amane's parents had killed before. He may have, he may not. But when confronted with the people whose home he was robbing, he stabbed them to death. He stabbed them repeatedly. He did that in preference to threatening them and running. I strongly suspect that, if left in the wild, he would kill again if a similar situation arose. Plus, Japan does have the death penalty for murder, so… Their society has decided that it's the correct way to treat people like that."
"And that's the other part of my justification. When you can act on the sort of scale that we can, you have to decide what sort of world you want to live in. How you would like… No, how you believe things should work. In my case, I'm trying to persuade-."
There's a rush of wind as Amane precipitates out of the air next to us. She's beaming, a not entirely sane glint in her eye. The armour I designed for her borrows from her preferred 'perky goth' style of dress. Decorative, but providing a sensible degree of protection. Though I was never going to make her the high heels which she wanted I compromised and gave the boots a bit more of a slant than the ones I wear have. Balanced over her shoulder and supported by her right hand is an Apokolips-tech scythe capable of cleaving through just about anything I was able to test it on.
There's quite a lot of blood on the blade and splattered across the left side of her face.
I stand. "Your revenge is complete?"
"Yes, Master."
"Very well then. Assuming that there are no pressing demands on your time in Japan, I think now is a good time to show you the Mount-"
Bzzzt.
"-ain." I frown slightly. "Or possibly not."
"What is it, Master?"
She must.. know that the blood's there, right? She isn't reacting to it, blinking or wiping it away. "Doctor Robbins wants something." I raise my right hand to my ear. "Go ahead."
"Something just happened in Philadelphia."
"When you say 'something'..?"
"The nearest phenomenon on record is one of your hush tubes, but apparently it doesn't quite match."
"Hush tubes are hardly the only stealthy sort of portal. When did this happen?"
"Maybe.. three minutes ago?"
I nod. "Right. Got an exact location?"
"Near the Academy of Natural Sciences is the best I can do. There's nothing on local news yet."
"Still worth checking out. Get Jean to put a squad of G-Elves together in case we need to do crowd control, then give me a hush tube."
I see the outline of a hush tube form in the air in front of me. "Way ahead of you, Grayven."
Miss Amane looks at me curiously. "Master?"
"Did I hear someone just call you 'master'? Am I calling at a bad time?"
"I've recruited someone. I'll introduce you when we get back. Let you know what I find. Grayven out." I lower my right hand. "Iname."
Her smile heads right into slasher territory. "Yes, Master?"
"We have a job. I'm afraid that you're going to need to-" I waggle my left hand at the left side of my own face. "-clean up a little. If that's alright?" She makes a tiny frown, then touches the left side of her face with her left fore and middle fingers before pulling them away and staring at the sticky red substance on the end in apparent surprise. Okay then. A wave of yellow and the blood vanishes. "Okay, girls." Another beam and Lynne's armour reappears. "Someone just opened a portal in Philadelphia. We don't know who they are or why they did it. We're going to have a quick look around and see if we can find out what's going on." Miss Amane moves her right hand to the haft of her scythe. I hold up my right hand to stop her. "No, that might not be required. Hang back a little while Lynne and I look around. And.. stow it for now."
"Yes, Master." The scythe vanishes. I built it with a subspace storage system linked to her nascent divine signature. She can pretty much disappear it or summon it to her whenever she wants, and while she can almost certainly get away with walking around central Philadelphia dressed like that the scythe would draw a little too much attention. Hm. Might be worth creating 'low impact' armour suits for myself and Lynne.
"Lynne, stick with me and keep your eyes open. Look for anything out of the ordinary."
"You mean like us?"
"Other than us. Ready?" Miss Amane nods immediately, Lynne a moment later. "Okay then." I hold out my left hand and Lynne takes it in her right. Together, we step through the hush tube and into Philadelphia.
10:03 GMT -6
"I don't think.. I understand."
Lynne frowns slightly as we walk along the road out of Rifle in the general direction of Challenger Mountain. Yes, it would have been easier tubing back but -observant chap that I am- I spotted that my new daughter had something she wanted to get off her chest. She waited until we got away from the built up areas. After all, we may be bonding well but we haven't actually spent all that much time together. I don't mind having my decisions challenged -I even put up with Richard- but I imagine that it's more than a little hard for her to bring herself to do so.
"Okay? Ask away. It's my job to explain things to you."
"You gave.. Amane.. superspeed."
"Uh-huh."
"And she's going to kill the man who she says murdered her parents."
"Oh, he did. I opened a hush tube and had Sinestro scan her house for biological material. Skin cells all over the place. Probably scratching his face.. orrrr maybe he sneezed."
"I.. thought.. you were… A superhero."
"Okay, stop." She does, turning to face-.
Oh, no. Not having that. I crouch down. "Lynne. There is nothing wrong with questioning me. Friends.. and family, who are prepared to tell you things you need to hear and don't want to are very valuable things. I am not perfect. And-" I nod my head to the left. "-I'm here to teach you things. I can hardly do that if you're afraid to ask me questions."
I spread out my arms and do my best harmless face. "Hug?" She smiles, stepping up to me and wrapping her arms around my neck, her head pressed against the right side of my chin. This is nice. "Okay." She pulls away a little, her hands resting on my shoulders. "Better?" She nods. "Okay. Whether or not I'm a superhero depends on how you define 'superhero'. Most superheroes don't kill people. You know full well that I do. However, the people I kill are either mindless -like the guards at the SHADE prison that were holding you- or very very bad, like Klarion and Esak. Killing someone is a big deal, and… I know of no reliable way to reverse it. If the job of a superhero is to keep as many people alive as possible, then a simple look suggests that a superhero shouldn't kill. But what if they kill someone who would otherwise go on to murder lots of people?"
"Then.. those people don't die."
"Just so. I'm not quite that utilitarian, usually. But if I am presented with someone who has killed and.. whom I might reasonably expect to kill again… Kill innocent people…" Hm. "Or at least people not guilty of anything very much-."
She nods slowly, her eyes turned to the side as she gets her head around the idea. Probably a bit much moral philosophy for an eleven year old. "Then you've saved them. You've saved more people than you would have by not killing."
"I don't know if the man who killed Amane's parents had killed before. He may have, he may not. But when confronted with the people whose home he was robbing, he stabbed them to death. He stabbed them repeatedly. He did that in preference to threatening them and running. I strongly suspect that, if left in the wild, he would kill again if a similar situation arose. Plus, Japan does have the death penalty for murder, so… Their society has decided that it's the correct way to treat people like that."
"And that's the other part of my justification. When you can act on the sort of scale that we can, you have to decide what sort of world you want to live in. How you would like… No, how you believe things should work. In my case, I'm trying to persuade-."
There's a rush of wind as Amane precipitates out of the air next to us. She's beaming, a not entirely sane glint in her eye. The armour I designed for her borrows from her preferred 'perky goth' style of dress. Decorative, but providing a sensible degree of protection. Though I was never going to make her the high heels which she wanted I compromised and gave the boots a bit more of a slant than the ones I wear have. Balanced over her shoulder and supported by her right hand is an Apokolips-tech scythe capable of cleaving through just about anything I was able to test it on.
There's quite a lot of blood on the blade and splattered across the left side of her face.
I stand. "Your revenge is complete?"
"Yes, Master."
"Very well then. Assuming that there are no pressing demands on your time in Japan, I think now is a good time to show you the Mount-"
Bzzzt.
"-ain." I frown slightly. "Or possibly not."
"What is it, Master?"
She must.. know that the blood's there, right? She isn't reacting to it, blinking or wiping it away. "Doctor Robbins wants something." I raise my right hand to my ear. "Go ahead."
"Something just happened in Philadelphia."
"When you say 'something'..?"
"The nearest phenomenon on record is one of your hush tubes, but apparently it doesn't quite match."
"Hush tubes are hardly the only stealthy sort of portal. When did this happen?"
"Maybe.. three minutes ago?"
I nod. "Right. Got an exact location?"
"Near the Academy of Natural Sciences is the best I can do. There's nothing on local news yet."
"Still worth checking out. Get Jean to put a squad of G-Elves together in case we need to do crowd control, then give me a hush tube."
I see the outline of a hush tube form in the air in front of me. "Way ahead of you, Grayven."
Miss Amane looks at me curiously. "Master?"
"Did I hear someone just call you 'master'? Am I calling at a bad time?"
"I've recruited someone. I'll introduce you when we get back. Let you know what I find. Grayven out." I lower my right hand. "Iname."
Her smile heads right into slasher territory. "Yes, Master?"
"We have a job. I'm afraid that you're going to need to-" I waggle my left hand at the left side of my own face. "-clean up a little. If that's alright?" She makes a tiny frown, then touches the left side of her face with her left fore and middle fingers before pulling them away and staring at the sticky red substance on the end in apparent surprise. Okay then. A wave of yellow and the blood vanishes. "Okay, girls." Another beam and Lynne's armour reappears. "Someone just opened a portal in Philadelphia. We don't know who they are or why they did it. We're going to have a quick look around and see if we can find out what's going on." Miss Amane moves her right hand to the haft of her scythe. I hold up my right hand to stop her. "No, that might not be required. Hang back a little while Lynne and I look around. And.. stow it for now."
"Yes, Master." The scythe vanishes. I built it with a subspace storage system linked to her nascent divine signature. She can pretty much disappear it or summon it to her whenever she wants, and while she can almost certainly get away with walking around central Philadelphia dressed like that the scythe would draw a little too much attention. Hm. Might be worth creating 'low impact' armour suits for myself and Lynne.
"Lynne, stick with me and keep your eyes open. Look for anything out of the ordinary."
"You mean like us?"
"Other than us. Ready?" Miss Amane nods immediately, Lynne a moment later. "Okay then." I hold out my left hand and Lynne takes it in her right. Together, we step through the hush tube and into Philadelphia.
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- Location
- Windy City
"Her smile heads..." surely? Unless she has more than one mouth to smile with?
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- Oblivion
So Misa perfectly learned how to use her newly gained superspeed in less then 26 minutes?
Amane's just a little bit odd in the head, I see. Also, if someone started calling me Master I'd have to constantly suppress the urge to call them Igor in return.
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- Windy City
If you can't learn how to use superspeed fast, you're not using it.So Misa perfectly learned how to use her newly gained superspeed in less then 26 minutes?
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