Jamie Roberts
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Oh, so you just assume that I did it, is that how this works?
You know daimahou, its not nice to discriminate against people based only on their actions and words.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
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Oh, so you just assume that I did it, is that how this works?
You know daimahou, its not nice to discriminate against people based only on their actions and words.
Zoat already answered the specifics of your question, but there have been versions of the Crime Syndicate ever since the 80s. The details change but the basic 'AU with reversed morality, heroes are villains and villains are heroes' is simple enough.
Bug is meta-aware, he's quite capable of setting up an ambush inside Mount Justice and waiting for them to return.
As I commented a few days ago, since tossing OL into alt DC/superhero timelines didn't work, he's trying to throw him further this time, into a different genre.
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Getting Too Old For This...
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- The Shadowlands
Man... is Ambush Bug supposed to be this overpowered? I thought he was a joke character!
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If you break the fourth wall you usually end up overpowered eventually, and I think Ambush bug can do that stepping between panels trick.
Plus, Joke characters have the highest plot armor.
Hestia&theCourt
Turns out we're plural too.
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Doesn't look like Paul will be visiting Equestria (Grayven might, eventually).
He's headed for:
Avatar: Legend of
whatever setting 'Blight up Your Life' turns out to be
Kung Fu
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- Hampden Park
What exactly do you think 'My Little Lantern: Avarice is Magic' is referring to?
Silverias
Seeing is Believing
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- Squiddy Places
The Killing Joke?
Hestia&theCourt
Turns out we're plural too.
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Avatar, MLP, DCAU:Batman Beyond, Kung Fu Panda.
is the current "theory"
You know. Just so that Nabu doesn't get shanked.
A week before plan: Gut the Golden Guy...........
~☥~~
"Orange Lantern. You have killed Klarion and have the scale of Chaos and Order have been thrown into imbalance. Now I must return to my slumber. We may not see eye to but.......You have my gratitude. And my thanks. Please apologize to young Zatana. I have kept her from her father for far too long. Farewell."
" Bu-but...."
"Also. I believe Zatara wishes to speak to you. Privately."
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"...... Uhhmmm welcome back Mr. Zatara. I-"
"I have been watching you from inside the helmet. What are your intentions toward my daughter. I heard you gave her a mind altering alien power source? OF LOVE?FORSHAMEYOUNGMAN!IFWECOULDFINDYOURPARENTS-(FATHERRAEG)
~Paul short circuits and denies everything~
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Weeks earlier.
The Watchtower.
"Clairon is dead."
"Orange lantern finally has the tools he needs to free Zatara from my control. He shall surely destroy me. And so Fate shall end."
"The Justice League does not kill. No .... But maybe this time......It was warranted."
"You know. You could simply go back to sleep. The Justice League has been searching for a willing replacement. It's only a matter of time until we find one."
The glow fades slightly. Fates speaks again. His voice tinged with exhaustion and the desperation born of duty.
The weight of his presence fading till it is naught but a tired man. Two minds. In a faceless mask of gold.
"You do not understand. Chaos shall rise again as it always does. More powerful and corrupt than ever. The boy has thrown the balance into disarray, and so Chaos and it's champions fight for the power left behind by the witch boy."
"Still that's no excuse. Zatanna needs her father. And he needs his daughter. Fate. Please do the right thing.
I would not regain him at the cost of losing another friend."
" I have seen it happen before. This will escalate.... And we shall not be ready. Our only recourse is to make our own plans to counter the Lords of Chaos when they strike...... And believe me. They will strike as soon as a new Lord of chaos is chosen..... A new pattern to learn. A new witch boy to fight."
" I know not how much time we have Princess of Themyscira. I have been asleep. Locked away for nearly a half a century.
And this one grows ever faster everyday. New memes and patterns. New places to hide. Ritual disguised as routine to play their sick games.
It's taxing on a level close to communing with the heart of the universe. With this new development It becomes infinitely harder."
She refuses to acknowledge his rant. Having heard it a dozen times before."Your next host. Have you decided on one?"
"My next host!? We don't have the time for a next host. Haven't you been listening?"
She would not back down today.
"I have. And I say you're looking at this all wrong. Take a look at this one."
Fate sighs and is silent for a moment before he speaks again.
"I've seen him already. He's a talent-less charlatan from a distant future. It would take too long to train him from the ground up. And he's old far too old to mold into a proper vessel."
"Then don't. Work WITH him. He left everything he's ever known to come here. To a time where he could learn magic. But that isn't why I'm recommending him. His past is our future. He brings foreknowledge about the culture we live in now along side a willingness- an obsession to learn without a desire for power."
"You know as well as I do that fate isn't written down. His foreknowledge could very well have been rendered useless by Orange Lantern's work. Society is changing on a massive scale. Trends, innovation, the merging of science and magic. It's too much."
"Be that as it may. He may well be your only chance. We will not allow you to force another into the role of Fate. And you sell him short.
His ingenuity proves a flexibility of mind necessary to learn the arts. And his understanding of future of man may well be your only chance at gaining an advantage in your eternal war."
"You were always so strong willed Diana..... I will consider it.
"Then you'll do it? Will you give a daughter her father back?"
"Indeed. Fate shall sleep once more. But not today. But someday soon."
Encouraged by her progress she moves to leave before he changes his mind.
"I shall hold you to your word. Pray that the day comes soon. Paul is meticulous but is never late."
Having rung an agreement out of her old teammate. Diana soon leaves the room.
Looking at the image of the one known as Abracadabra.
"That this child of the future. One who sailed the eternal sea to find paradise. Should he accept my offer.
Shall use the technology he deemed impure and tarnish the very arts he spent everything seeking. All to preserve the future he had left in the first place. One with no place where he could find himself."
"Quite ironic wouldn't you say Bruce?"
Staring straight into the camera of the miniature surveillance drone Diana unknowingly brought in with her. The tired old man speaks."
"Emit rof emos ycavirp"
The feed cuts.
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I swear I was trying to make a comedy short.
A week before plan: Gut the Golden Guy...........
~☥~~
"Orange Lantern. You have killed Klarion and have the scale of Chaos and Order have been thrown into imbalance. Now I must return to my slumber. We may not see eye to but.......You have my gratitude. And my thanks. Please apologize to young Zatana. I have kept her from her father for far too long. Farewell."
" Bu-but...."
"Also. I believe Zatara wishes to speak to you. Privately."
~~~~~~☥~~~~~~~~
"...... Uhhmmm welcome back Mr. Zatara. I-"
"I have been watching you from inside the helmet. What are your intentions toward my daughter. I heard you gave her a mind altering alien power source? OF LOVE?FORSHAMEYOUNGMAN!IFWECOULDFINDYOURPARENTS-(FATHERRAEG)
~Paul short circuits and denies everything~
__________________________________________
Weeks earlier.
The Watchtower.
"Clairon is dead."
"Orange lantern finally has the tools he needs to free Zatara from my control. He shall surely destroy me. And so Fate shall end."
"The Justice League does not kill. No .... But maybe this time......It was warranted."
"You know. You could simply go back to sleep. The Justice League has been searching for a willing replacement. It's only a matter of time until we find one."
The glow fades slightly. Fates speaks again. His voice tinged with exhaustion and the desperation born of duty.
The weight of his presence fading till it is naught but a tired man. Two minds. In a faceless mask of gold.
"You do not understand. Chaos shall rise again as it always does. More powerful and corrupt than ever. The boy has thrown the balance into disarray, and so Chaos and it's champions fight for the power left behind by the witch boy."
"Still that's no excuse. Zatanna needs her father. And he needs his daughter. Fate. Please do the right thing.
I would not regain him at the cost of losing another friend."
" I have seen it happen before. This will escalate.... And we shall not be ready. Our only recourse is to make our own plans to counter the Lords of Chaos when they strike...... And believe me. They will strike as soon as a new Lord of chaos is chosen..... A new pattern to learn. A new witch boy to fight."
" I know not how much time we have Princess of Themyscira. I have been asleep. Locked away for nearly a half a century.
And this one grows ever faster everyday. New memes and patterns. New places to hide. Ritual disguised as routine to play their sick games.
It's taxing on a level close to communing with the heart of the universe. With this new development It becomes infinitely harder."
She refuses to acknowledge his rant. Having heard it a dozen times before."Your next host. Have you decided on one?"
"My next host!? We don't have the time for a next host. Haven't you been listening?"
She would not back down today.
"I have. And I say you're looking at this all wrong. Take a look at this one."
Fate sighs and is silent for a moment before he speaks again.
"I've seen him already. He's a talent-less charlatan from a distant future. It would take too long to train him from the ground up. And he's old far too old to mold into a proper vessel."
"Then don't. Work WITH him. He left everything he's ever known to come here. To a time where he could learn magic. But that isn't why I'm recommending him. His past is our future. He brings foreknowledge about the culture we live in now along side a willingness- an obsession to learn without a desire for power."
"You know as well as I do that fate isn't written down. His foreknowledge could very well have been rendered useless by Orange Lantern's work. Society is changing on a massive scale. Trends, innovation, the merging of science and magic. It's too much."
"Be that as it may. He may well be your only chance. We will not allow you to force another into the role of Fate. And you sell him short.
His ingenuity proves a flexibility of mind necessary to learn the arts. And his understanding of future of man may well be your only chance at gaining an advantage in your eternal war."
"You were always so strong willed Diana..... I will consider it.
"Then you'll do it? Will you give a daughter her father back?"
"Indeed. Fate shall sleep once more. But not today. But someday soon."
Encouraged by her progress she moves to leave before he changes his mind.
"I shall hold you to your word. Pray that the day comes soon. Paul is meticulous but is never late."
Having rung an agreement out of her old teammate. Diana soon leaves the room.
Looking at the image of the one known as Abracadabra.
"That this child of the future. One who sailed the eternal sea to find paradise. Should he accept my offer.
Shall use the technology he deemed impure and tarnish the very arts he spent everything seeking. All to preserve the future he had left in the first place. One with no place where he could find himself."
"Quite ironic wouldn't you say Bruce?"
Staring straight into the camera of the miniature surveillance drone Diana unknowingly brought in with her. The tired old man speaks."
"Emit rof emos ycavirp"
The feed cuts.
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I swear I was trying to make a comedy short.
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DOH!! I seem to have missed something. I should have double checked rather than just gone from memory.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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- Baton Rouge
OL gets a shrink ray and learns avarice magic?
aeqnai
Nerdy Homu
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- Laniakea Supercluster
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- She/Her
Story Only error, should be "if"
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- Hampden Park
Thank you, corrected.
Silverias
Seeing is Believing
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- Squiddy Places
It's at least a little important, OL's having something of a lesson in what existence is.
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- She/Her
I was 100% mistaken. The section I was remembering was actually Taylor recalling the Maggie Holt books which tell the story of Pact as a Young Adult Novel. Worm and Pact are mutually fictional, not part of the same universe.
Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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- Baton Rouge
Future appears
Glamor model, since American
Challengers' hourglass
Crafts' automatic repair, since the previous sentences makes it look like it was multiple space ships
Decreases slightly, missing an R
Director stops and inclines
The link doesn't work for me. Not sure if it's a region lock thing though
The tiny grains of stone ... grate and cut
The timestamps make it seem like closer to 6 hours
All the vapor from the sea
Down the aisle
There were rumors
I can free your mind
As I'm forced to choose between
As she destroys her seventh
She releases
And taking hold of her, need to remove a 'her' from the sentence
BlackLantern2814
Hello darkness my old friend.
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- Earth
Isn't Deadpool a merc? You can hire him, you don't need to do it yourself.And? Are you suggesting that I do something about this? If so, you're going to need a mercenary contract.
Yeah, and this is a universe that has Lazarus Pits, White Light, Black Light and other things. :lol
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- Pacific Northwest
I think the more important question here is, "What is the significance of all those damned hugs?"
EDIT: Yes, yes. Very funny.
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Empiricist2
Let's play doctor!
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- Baton Rouge
The octopus of compassion is very huggy.
- Location
- Somewhere out there
Does Icon speak in a British dialect? (It wouldn't surprise me if he did.) If not, "hypothesized."
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