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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

@Mr Zoat with Darkseid having ate the Aztec thaymosphere, Cernunos claimed that all magic that relied on the Aztec no longer works. So how did Gamemnae use an Aztec spell to bind Orin? Unless she basically reworked it completely and it just happens to still use a heart as a base.
 
@Mr Zoat with Darkseid having ate the Aztec thaumosphere, Cernunos claimed that all magic that relied on the Aztec no longer works. So how did Gamemnae use an Aztec spell to bind Orin? Unless she basically reworked it completely and it just happens to still use a heart as a base.
She not relying on them for power. She just copied how they do things.
 
You mean the timeline where Savage gets his hands on an army of Kryptonians and a giant warship capable of destroying planets, where Klarion is still alive and running around destroying things, where Nabu is still possessing Giovanni, where the Reach are still running around enslaving people, where Darkseid controlled several planets using the Anti-Life in Halo, where Match is a deformed
The timeline where billions of people weren't killed on Earth, the Reach is falling apart, and Darkseid got his ass kicked so hard it turned red.
 
so Destiny trump Despair in the D hierarchy ?
I understand them to be pretty directly power level = birth order. Death Destiny Dream Destruction, the twins, and then baby sister Delirium. There's a distinct split between the elder three and the younger three, and it's unclear where Destruction falls but probably in the weaker half.
 
Not... really. Mostly because you separated the sentences; an alternative could have been:

"I know plenty of people who'd just shrug and then save themselves; as you could have done."
No, this is a Britishism. Doesn't work in colonial English but it's fine as long as you chant Rule Britannia under your breath the whole time you read it.
 
Supnautica (supplementary, Renegade option) New
7th May 2013
16:20 GMT


Hm.

Someone's being naughty.

I look around the Earth Defence Force's base on the far side of the moon, and note with a degree of disappointment that none of the mounted guns have activated. That… Could be the result of an actual command decision, but the intruder isn't emitting much in the way of anything and Lex did insist on human-only technology.

So… Deal with it myself, or walk over to the duty watch officer and nod and cough until they notice what I've noticed? I'd certainly find the latter more satisfying, but it's probably… More than a little self-defeating.

Mother Box, hush tube.

Ping.

I step through and into near-luna space, the black mass just in front of me flowing away from me and reforming a short distance away, newly reconstructed drive system present and warming up in case I'm a threat the pilot doesn't think he can deal with.

I crane my neck slightly, stare pointedly at the cockpit, and then raise my right hand and wave sarcastically.

And that prompts the ship to change again, wings, engines and weapons flowing back as the pilot is extruded from the front.

"Grayven."

"Chen. Been ages. How are you doing?"

His head tilts slightly to his left. "Well. Better than expected." Show Me More

"Since you're still not melted, I rather gathered that."

"No. It is… More. The Dragonwing is not something that I control. Now, its sensors are my senses, its hull is my skin…" He raises his right hand into a fist, and the portion of the Dragonwing behind him moves to mirror his action. "My fists its fury."

Ah.

"You can't disconnect, can you?"

He makes a faint shrugging gesture. "Why would I want to?"

"It is Durlan technology. I assume that you're setting off every detector in every military base in China."

"The detectors are… Imperfect."

I nod. "So, ah… What brings you here?"

"General Fang will wish to speak with you on that subject himself. I believe that you can find him?"

"Yeees. And.. I do this in the cause of not starting a pointless conflict, but do you think you could back off a little while I do? I am supposed to.. point out people doing what you're doing."

"That is within my orders."

"Glad to hear it."

Because while I've got a rough idea of the Dragonwing's capacities, I don't know how much better they are as part of a New God. Particularly if they've been using wizards to boost his spiritual development. He doesn't feel anything like as strong as me -and he shouldn't be- but the Dragonwing's stealth systems are a part of him now and it's entirely possible that he's hiding something. I very much doubt that he's a threat to me, but the E.D.F. base below is a little more vulnerable.

Ring, find General Fang Zhifu.

Target located.

Hush tube, if you please.

Ping.

I float through, coming out on General Fang's office.

8th May 2013
00:23 GMT +8


The man himself, body set to human-seeming. Two bowls of tea, a chair in my dimensions…

I give him a friendly nod, and sit down. "You could phone."

"It is standard practice to begin negotiations assertively. And if I am unsuccessful, the information Immortal Man in Darkness has gathered will justify the attempt."

I nod, then pick up my tea bowl and take a sip. "How's the family?"

"My wife is well, and our son sleeps through the night most nights. There are no sign of Durlan changes in his body, for which I am grateful. I understand that you are courting a princess now?"

"Well done for not making a joke about it."

"Qilin are auspicious animals." He picks up his bowl and takes a sip, before setting it back down. "Guan said that she does not know what you could have done to deserve such an honour."

"Ah, no, I'm alright there. They have Kirin where she's from too. They have a single horn, but they also have scales and their manes are bushy and extend around their chests rather than being straight and just covering their heads."

He smiles politely. "I will see to it that our myths are updated appropriately."

I nod. "So…"

"The People's Republic would like to know why all of our candidates for joining the Earth Defence Force have been rejected."

"Oh. Heh." I glance around the office while scanning for listening devices. Plenty, but this is his office. I make a note of their locations and draw them on my seat cushion. "They fail vetting."

"How so?"

"Obviously, we don't expect people joining us from the militaries of Earth nations to be loyal to-. Primarily, to the E.D.F.. Rather, we hope that they recognise that the defence of the Earth is everyone's concern and that they can best serve that goal by working with us. And… A few watched too much Star Trek as children, or… They're from one of the African countries that Lex and I set to rights, and they're actually loyal to the organisation, but mostly… Mostly, they're more pragmatic. And if they occasionally share deployment or.. other low security information, with their government through unapproved channels, well…" I shrug. "So be it. The ones who fail vetting are the other kind. People sent by various intelligence agencies to acquire privileged technical information, usually. To steal from us. Now, I don't know exactly what's… Happening, in the Chinese security… Apparatus, but… Somehow? Literally everyone you've sent us have either been there to steal from us… Or, in a couple of cases, outright sabotage us."

His face hardens slightly. Oooh, someone's in trouble.

"You are sure?"

"Between the telepathic probes and the magic? Pretty darn sure."

"Then I must apologise. That should not have happened."

"Honestly, I'm sort of impressed. I'd have thought that one or two genuine applicants should have made it through if only by mistake."

He nods, his face hardening. Metaphorically hardening. "I will see to it that the quality of candidates is improved."

I smile. "And I'll make sure that they get a fair hearing. Ah… If you could make it clear that having them get suborned later counts? I'd hate to kick a promising officer out of the program."

"I will ensure that their career trajectory matches that of their sponsor."

I take another sip, smiling.

"Then I look forwards to our first wave of Chinese officers."
 
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7th May 2013
16:20 GMT


Hm.

Someone's being naughty.

I look around the Earth Defence Force's base on the far side of the moon, and note with a degree of disappointment that none of the mounted guns have activated. That… Could be the result of an actual command decision, but the intruder isn't emitting much in the way of anything and Lex did insist on human-only technology.
Most likely, the intruder has some very good stealth systems. Good enough to go unnoticed by automatic sensors, or to spoof friendly IFF codes. Now, the matter comes down to are they actually friendly or not? Which is why the Renegade is here, I take it.

So… Deal with it myself, or walk over to the duty watch officer and nod and cough until they notice what I've noticed? I'd certainly find the latter more satisfying, but it's probably… More than a little self-defeating.

Mother Box, hush tube.

Ping.
'Probably better not to embarrass the staff.' And maybe stop by later and give them a reminder to be more vigilant.

I step through and into near-luna space, the black mass just in front of me flowing away from me and reforming a short distance away, newly remaid drive system present and warming up in case I'm a threat the pilot doesn't think he can deal with.

I crane my neck slightly, stare pointedly at the cockpit, and then raise my right hand and wave sarcastically.
And damn if I didn't immediately picture something akin to Bayverse cybertronian craft. Then again, their 'reconfiguration' seems more like showing off as much as any practical purpose...

And that prompts the ship to change again, wings, engines and weapons flowing back as the pilot is extruded from the front.

"Grayven."

"Chen. Been ages. How are you doing?"
Immortal Man in Darkness. A Chinese fighter pilot bonded to an experimental alien spacefighter. The Renegade Awakened him as a favour, if I remember right. Mostly because the bonding usually killed the pilot of the craft eventually.

His head tilts slightly to his left. "Well. Better than expected." Show Me More.

"Since you're still not melted, I rather gathered that."
Heh. Enjoying his upgrade, I see. I bet his bosses are enjoying the reduced outlay in pilot costs.

"No. It is… More. The Dragonwing is not something that I control. Now, its sensors are my senses, its hull is my skin…" He raises his right hand into a fist, and the portion of the Dragonwing behind him moves to mirror his action. "My fists its fury."

Ah.
Quite a bit like a cybertronian to some degree then, except more fleshy than mechanical.

"You can't disconnect, can you?"

He makes a faint shrugging gesture. "Why would I want to?"
I mean... Did he have any family outside of the Great Ten? No lovers, no next-of-kin... And I suppose if he needs feminine company, the officers can provide discreet subjects.

"It is Durlan technology. I assume that you're setting off every detector in every military base in China."

"The detectors are… Imperfect."
In other words, if he's sneaky... Or presumably they're calibrated not to ping him specifically.

I nod. "So, ah… What brings you here?"

"General Fang will wish to speak with you on that subject himself. I believe that you can find him?"
Ah, so not just a casual visit. To be expected.

"Yeees. And.. I do this in the cause of not starting a pointless conflict, but do you think you could back off a little while I do? I am supposed to.. point out people doing what you're doing."

"That is within my orders."

"Glad to hear it."
But not so far he can't make an attack run, I assume. So, definitely here on business.

Because while I've got a rough idea of the Dragonwing's capacities, I don't know how much better they are as part of a New God. Particularly if they've been using wizards to boost his spiritual development. He doesn't feel anything like as strong as me -and he shouldn't be- but the Dragonwing's stealth systems are a part of him now and it's entirely possible that he's hiding something. I very much doubt that he's a threat to me, but the E.D.F. base below is a little more vulnerable.
And slower to respond, if he does turn hostile. Even if they're going to a combat ready state now, it might be a minute or two before anything can launch.

Ring, find General Fang Zhifu.

Target located.
Not like he'd try to hide if he wanted a meeting.

Hush tube, if you please.

Ping.

I float through, coming out on General Fang's office.
'Do try not to yell too loudly, I'm sure his people are a little sensitive.' Presumably any guards will be outside the room.

8th May 2013
00:23 GMT +8


The man himself, body set to human-seeming. Two bowls of tea, a chair in my dimensions…
At least he's trying to be polite about this.

I give him a friendly nod, and sit down. "You could phone."

"It is standard practice to begin negotiations assertively. And if I am unsuccessful, the information Immortal Man in Darkness has gathered will justify the attempt."
Ah, The party feeling a little annoyed that they aren't getting a share of the pie? Stuff them, they have a space-capable force.

I nod, then pick up my tea bowl and take a sip. "How's the family?"

"My wife is well, and our son sleeps through the night most nights. There are no sign of Durlan changes in his body, for which I am greatful. I understand that you are courting a princess now?"
Ah, yes. The Renegade did provide aid on that front, didn't he? Enabling the general to shut off his shape-shifting armour...

"Well done for not making a joke about it."

"Qilin are auspicious animals." He picks up his bowl and takes a sip, before setting it back down. "Guan said that she does not know what you could have done to deserve such an honour."
Sadly, Unicorns and Qilin are not the same thing. There's a lot of similarities, but they occupy entirely different mythic roles.

"Ah, no, I'm alright there. They have Kirin where she's from too. They have a single horn, but they also have scales and their manes are bushy and extend around their chests rather than being straight and just covering their heads."

He smiles politely. "I will see to it that our myths are updated appropriately."
A noticeably different species, yes. Though I expect he's joking... Mostly.

I nod. "So…"

"The People's Republic would like to know why all of our candidates for joining the Earth Defence Force have been rejected."
Ah, I thought so. Presumably they expected to have a larger role in the organisation than they received.

"Oh. Heh." I glance around the office while scanning for listening devices. Plenty, but this is his office. I make a note of their locations and draw them on my seat cushion. "They fail vetting."

"How so?"
That bad, eh? You'd think the party could be somewhat discreet about planting spies.

"Obviously, we don't expect people joining us from the militaries of Earth nations to be loyal to-. Primarily, to the E.D.F.. Rather, we hope that they recognise that the defence of the Earth is everyone's concern and that they can best serve that goal by working with us. And… A few watched too much Star Trek as children, or… They're from one of the African countries that Lex and I set to rights, and they're actually loyal to the organisation, but mostly… Mostly, they're more pragmatic. And if they occasionally share deployment or.. other low security information, with their government through unapproved channels, well…" I shrug. "So be it. The ones who fail vetting are the other kind. People sent by various intelligence agencies to acquire privileged technical information, usually. To steal from us. Now, I don't know exactly what's… Happening, in the Chinese security… Apparatus, but… Somehow? Literally everyone you've sent us have either been there to steal from us… Or, in a couple of cases, outright sabotage us."
Very equanimous of him. 'Yes, we know you're going to spy on us. Just don't be dicks about it and we'll tolerate it.'

His face hardens slightly. Oooh, someone's in trouble.

"You are sure?"
From the looks of it, someone above his head is playing games.

"Between the telepathic probes and the magic? Pretty darn sure."

"Then I must apologise. That should not have happened."
Sounds like the selection committee needs some oversight.

"Honestly, I'm sort of impressed. I'd have thought that one or two genuine applicants should have made it through if only by mistake."

He nods, his face hardening. Metaphorically hardening. "I will see to it that the quality of candidates is improved."
No doubt he intends to have personal words with whoever's getting in the way.

I smile. "And I'll make sure that they get a fair hearing. Ah… If you could make it clear that having them get subborned later counts? I'd hate to kick a promising officer out of the program."

"I will ensure that their career tragectory matches that of their sponsor."
Ominous. And I wouldn't be surprised to find someone would consider that option viable.

I take another sip, smiling.

"Then I look forwards to our first wave of Chinese officers."
So, the next lot will be more subtle than the hammer of those so far.

Hopefully whoever was playing games with this little misunderstanding will be appropriately punished for their stupidity. Indeed, I expect they'll be deep in the shithole when their bosses find out they tried such an unsubtle approach. And hopefully the next crop won't be so... Patriotic... as the last. Certainly, August General in Iron will make sure of that...

...newly remaid drive system present...
...newly remade drive system present...
...for which I am greatful.
...for which I am grateful.
...having them get subborned later counts?
...having them get suborned later counts?
"I will ensure that their career tragectory matches that of their sponsor."
"I will ensure that their career trajectory matches that of their sponsor."
 

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