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

Huh, really sunk into the disguise, eh? Or maybe he got 'recalled' to the Silver City and, shall we say, reordered into a proper celestial messenger? If it's the same universe it has been five years...

Or the magic of the wings just seeped into him and altered him.

Ah, a matter of their personal belief, then. Given the mechanics of how Heaven works in this story... It makes sense

If it works like in Vertigo then their guilt over their actions would send them to Hell.

A priest forgiving them isn't like a magic spell that gets rid of sin, it's just a psychological trick to make them feel better.

Rick's lost a few good friends over the years, starting with his mother. I'm not surprised he's concerned about what comes after the end.

Don't forget his son.

Assuming he's got the usual flaming sword associated with Angels... Perhaps things will go well for the Creatures...

Them having an actual magic user could help with Circe.

That Waller probably hates that Paul with a passion. It would be very hard to maintain her "Hard Man making Hard Decisions" vibe when there's a literal angel right there shaking his head and telling her all the alternatives. Would annoy the hell out of her, to say nothing of how deep down she's probably deeply unnerved and fearful over how it means that she might actually face punishment for her actions if not in this life, then in the next.

She already knows that.

The first we met this Paul was when he and the Suicide Squad were looking for a Get Out of Hell Card for Waller.

As for the inmates, moral's probably never been higher for some, or lower for others. Having an angel there helping them through... life, I suppose is the best way to put it, would probably put a lot of existential questions several of them have to rest, but Phosphorus probably prefers to hide his loss in his madness and wouldn't really like having to confront both it and the reality of all the lives he took trying to run from it.

Just seeing one and knowing that he's real will probably get a lot of them to reconsider their morality.
 
On the talk of the x-gene and other sources for developing superpowers . . . Even making superpowers commonplace for the common man isn't enough to stop people from hating on them because mutants have to be oh so special.

There was some storyline about how mutants are pretty much always fucked because not only are they not going to replace regular humanity like some characters in-setting have claimed but because Marvel Earth's technology is going to reach the point where through it everyone is going to get to have ridiculously overpowered abilities. So much so that the kinds of things mutants get up to are considered quaint.

And does this mean that people would stop giving a fuck about them when they aren't special anymore? No. Because the writers of X-Men have to insist on mutants always being ridiculously oppressed. So what actually happens is super humanity gathers up all the mutants and dumps them on a random planet to observe like they're ants in an ant farm or something. With the mutants all being unga bunga levels of primitive.
 
"Most teenaged guys aren't really that fussy about secondary stuff when it comes to short term attraction. A positive response from an attractive woman as more or less the same effect, regardless of relative attractiveness."
'has'

"So you think..? He was always safe, and the only reason it looked like we were in danger is that he doesn't want to use powers in front of me?"

"Yeh."
'Yeah.'?

I stop, and she… Giggles? Huy is still glaring, but Tey decides with one glance at her goddess that her current level of restrain is unnecessary.
'restraint'?

Her smile broadens. "You fooled the Tau'ri as well!"

"As far as I can tell, they have no idea. What..? Gave me away? There must be ways for gods to avoid each others notice."
'other's'

"Is it because I'm Nazi?"

"I think its because I'm three years old. Do you know where Conner is?"
'a Nazi?'?
'it's'

She gives her head a little shake. "No. I was made by scientists too, remember. They don't do it because they care. They do it to show off. Oh, they might tolerate you if your perfect, but they're always… Looking out for what is going wrong. Because you're not person, not an heir, you're a… You're a… An accessory. And if an accessory doesn't look quite right or do what it's supposed to, into the bin in goes! And think of it no more."
'you're perfect'
'a person'?
'it goes'?
But she might have bad English, I'm not sure what language they speak in.

"Which brings us on to the subject of our children."

I nod cautiously.

"Your expressed a desire to involve yourself. What manner of life would you plan for them?"
'You'

"Each of your Underlords in content in their place. The only thing that could disrupt your domain is if they were no longer certain that they could continue to live as they prefer to. That and that alone could turn your domain into a mirror of nearly every other domain in the galaxy, with Underlords constantly at one another's throats. And the only way that could happen is if you were killed in such a way that you could not be resurrected. Raising an heir ensures continuity, and ensures that if the worst comes to pass then your realm will remain whole, your ideas continue and your death will be avenged."
'is content'

The man carrying my front pushes open a door on what I guess is the fifth floor. So what's going to happen? They put is in the meeting room, leave us to sleep it off, LexCorp obviously knows that I'll be fine… Something's got to threaten Janet, and I'll have to stop it.
'put us'

I immediately close my eye and try relaxing my eye muscles. That felt… Weird, but the plasma gun should-. Well, if it explodes then-.

I hear it chime, and the guy carrying in stows it and draws a handgun.
'eyes'?
'it stows'

Ste..? Steve? Sterling? I can't get a great view of his face with x-ray vision. There are to many different textures and degrees of translucency across his head.
'too many'

The guard walks out of the meeting room, gun in his right hand. But his grip isn't strong, it's just sort of hanging as he stares at the Three and Four and then at me.
Extraneous second 'the'?

"Right. Ah. Okay, so… Why don't you..? Go back in the meeting room with you friend and sleep it off. I'll go get you a glass of water."
'your friend'?
 
On the talk of the x-gene and other sources for developing superpowers . . . Even making superpowers commonplace for the common man isn't enough to stop people from hating on them because mutants have to be oh so special.

There was some storyline about how mutants are pretty much always fucked because not only are they not going to replace regular humanity like some characters in-setting have claimed but because Marvel Earth's technology is going to reach the point where through it everyone is going to get to have ridiculously overpowered abilities. So much so that the kinds of things mutants get up to are considered quaint.

And does this mean that people would stop giving a fuck about them when they aren't special anymore? No. Because the writers of X-Men have to insist on mutants always being ridiculously oppressed. So what actually happens is super humanity gathers up all the mutants and dumps them on a random planet to observe like they're ants in an ant farm or something. With the mutants all being unga bunga levels of primitive.

In the 90's cartoon there was a story line where cable had to make sure a plague created by Apocalypse got out or the inherent instability of Mutant genetics would drive them extinct.
 
The Man (part 2) New
23rd May 2013
15:23 GMT -5

Scott Free runs some sort of probe over the bones.

"Do I wanna know where you found these?"

"I don't know. Do you?"

He gives me a side long glance before returning his focus to the femur. "You've got a reputation."

"Yes, but I'm not sure how it applies here, or what might be happening that would make you not want to know."

He stands back with a huff.

"Okay, I'll bite: where did you find 'em?"

"The moon. The light side."

"Huuuuuuuh."

"I was just double-checking that Mannheim hadn't done anything to the moon, and… They stood out."

"Yeah, well, they should. Not a lot of Neanderthal spacemen."

"I scan them as contemporary with the known period of Neanderthal existence in Europe. Do you concur?"

"Yeah, as far as I can tell."

"Ping."

"Hm. Okay, some exotic residue, but nothing that explains how it got there. I don't suppose there was a Neanderthal spaceship up there as well, was there?"

"Not unless it was made of moon stone."

"Or a teleporter?"

"I wouldn't be able to detect teleportation residue after all this time. But there was no sign of any receiver. Either on the moon or in space."

"This is interesting. This is really interesting." He lowers his probe. "I just don't think I'll have time to really look into it."

"I didn't think Mannheim had all that much stuff to go through."

"Oh, no, I already-" He shakes his head. "-disarmed all the helmets and broadcast towers. The real problem is the facilities he built. We don't exactly have a lot of people who can do anything with New God tech. And some of the things he had, even I don't recognise."

"You should complain to your head teacher."

He smiles as he puts a cover over the bones. "I was planning to."

"Is any of his stuff still working?"

"Some of it. And some of it isn't working right, and I've gotta work out what it's been doing while no one's been checking up on it."

"Not working right? What do you mean?"

"Apokoliptian technology isn't designed to have pure life running through it." He sighs faintly. "It feels like a waste, but I've been feeding the power back into the Earth's magic fields because I do not want to find out what happens if Darkseid gets a sample of it."

"Yeah." I nod emphatically. "Me neither."

"You don't wanna try making a power ring out of it?"

"Not at this stage. For one-."

"That's-? Possible?"

"As I understand it, yes. But like you said, Darkseid poking around pure essence of Life would be bad, and we don't have a special need for it."

He nods thoughtfully. "Okay, I guess that one blast dealt with everything on Earth that needed it. But shouldn't we have seen a Guardian by now?"

"What for?"

"Mannheim wasn't Darkseid, but he was pretty close." He leans back against his workbench. "Granny Goodness took us on a class fieldtrip to the museum where he keeps the remains of the Lanterns who died during the Green Lantern Corps' war with Apokolips. If this could show them how to beat him, I'd have thought they'd want it."

"Same problem, only on a larger scale. In fact, actively taking it to Darkseid would provoke him to study it faster."

"But not studying how to beat him just lets him win."

I raise my eyebrows. "Have you seen the Reach?"

"You think they'll just… Leave him?"

"How long do New Gods live?"

"In theory? Forever. In practice I haven't actually met one more than about fifteen hundred years old. Though that might have something to do with the war between New Genesis and Apokolips."

"I remember reading that even if humans didn't age and were immune to disease, we probably wouldn't make it past eight hundred. So by that metric they're doing very well."

"There are always outliers. So how did a Neanderthal make it onto the moon?"

"My guess would be aliens, but I don't really know. There must have been a Green Lantern in this Sector at the time, but I've got no idea who they were and I doubt that they'd have spent much time on Earth. Vandal Savage might know, but I don't have a back channel for communicating with him and if I found him I'd probably just throw him into the sun. Without asking. I-." Huh. "There was a parapsychic I briefly met after my team killed Wolf and Albrecht Krieger who might be able to get something out of it, but I don't know if he's still alive."

Scott looks sombre. "A parapsychic who got exposed to the Anti-Life would be lucky if dying is all that happened to them. Guess it'll have to stay a mystery."

"I-. Huh. I wonder where the souls of dead Neanderthals go. There's some evidence of burial rituals but nothing about any gods they might have worshipped."

Scott holds up his right hand, thumb and forefinger about half an inch apart. "I'm this close to calling Wonder Woman or Blue Lantern."

"I'm just-. Curious. I-."

He lifts his Mother Box to his ear. "I'm dialling."

"Ping?"

"Okay." I raise my hands in surrender and back towards the stairs. "I'm sorry. Let's just put the bones on hold for a while."

He regards me with comedic scepticism, but lowers his Mother Box.

"But if I knew someone with a time machine who was heading that way anyway-."

He mock-glares, and lifts the Mother Box back up.

"Going!"
 
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"I was just double-checking that Mannheim hadn't done anything to the moon, and… They stood out."

"Yeah, well, they should. Not a lot of Neanderthal spacemen."

"I scan them as contemporary with the known period of Neanderthal existence in Europe. Do you concur?"

"Yeah, as far as I can tell."
Is that Aurakles?
 
He gives me a slide long glance before returning his focus to the femur. "You've got a reputation."

"Yes, but I'm not sure how it applies here

He thinks that you killed the person who was using those bones.

or what might be happening that would make you not want to know."

Last time you got your hands on someone's bones, you used them to kill a member of the League.

That might have something to do with it.

"Yeah, well, they should. Not a lot of Neanderthal spacemen

There was that one guy that was made a god by some New Gods.

I think you still have the reanimated corpse of his daughter.

"In theory? Forever. In practice I haven't actually met one more than about fifteen hundred years old. Though that might have something to do with the war between New Genesis and Apokolips

Not to mention that Apokalips is not a nice place to live and getting killed is a high possibility.

There was a parapsychic I briefly met after my team killed Wolf and Albrecht Krieger who might be able to get something out of it, but I don't know if he's still alive."

Yeah, after Anti-Life, he's probably dead.
 
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Thank you, corrected.
I don't think we have heard about Mr Tawny/Michael a while in Grayven's story. He had kittens in 2012, have they shown signs of their dad's sapience?
Yes, they're fully intelligent.
No, it's a guy from the H-Dial series. A Neanderthal gets the dial, gets flying brick powers, earns the hatred of all male Neanderthals by constantly being dragged off to the sex cave by their women after performing heroic feats, and finally dies up on the moon.
I don't think it's an accident.
You're giving me far too much credit, there.
 
"Same problem, only on a larger scale. In fact, actively taking it to Darkseid would provoke him to study if faster."
That should say 'it'.

No, it's a guy from the H-Dial series. A Neanderthal gets the dial, gets flying brick powers, earns the hatred of all male Neanderthals by constantly being dragged off to the sex cave by their women after performing heroic feats, and finally dies up on the moon.
What issue is that, and did he have a name?
 
No, it's a guy from the H-Dial series. A Neanderthal gets the dial, gets flying brick powers, earns the hatred of all male Neanderthals by constantly being dragged off to the sex cave by their women after performing heroic feats, and finally dies up on the moon
Wonder if Truggs will show up since when the Dial was used he got his hands on it, or at least on one version.

The title of the episode kinda makes me think that Anarky will show up.

"The Man" is usually used to refer to government authorities, so maybe Anarky will show and fight against the League since they're the government right now.
 
23rd May 2013
15:23 GMT -5


Scott Free runs some sort of probe over the bones.

"Do I wanna know where you found these?"
Well, given it's OL... Who knows what shenanigans he's been getting up to off-screen? Especially after a small gap like the usual start of an episode. And with so many small incidents to take care of, there's bound to be many we don't see.

"I don't know. Do you?"

He gives me a slide long glance before returning his focus to the femur. "You've got a reputation."
I have to wonder how much dread the League feels whenever he files an incident report...

"Yes, but I'm not sure how it applies here, or what might be happening that would make you not want to know."

He stands back with a huff.
And now I worry about what kind of bones these are, or where OL found them...

"Okay, I'll bite: where did you find 'em?"

"The moon. The light side."
...Okay, that's a new one.

"Huuuuuuuh."

"I was just double-checking that Mannheim hadn't done anything to the moon, and… They stood out."
I'm guessing their composition stood out like a sore thumb amongst the normal composition of the lunar soil...

"Yeah, well, they should. Not a lot of Neanderthal spacemen."

"I scan them as contemporary with the known period of Neanderthal existence in Europe. Do you concur?"
Having seen the comments about the Dial-using caveman... I have to wonder what else has been rattling around on Earth in the distant past? Besides the Guardians, I mean.

"Yeah, as far as I can tell."

"Ping."
"Peculiar. Some interesting energies, but otherwise, they are entirely mundane..." This promises to be an interesting footnote in the league's journals, I suppose.

"Hm. Okay, some exotic residue, but nothing that explains how it got there. I don't suppose there was a Neanderthal spaceship up there as well, was there?"

"Not unless it was made of moon stone."
...Hey, given magic, you can't discount it.

"Or a teleporter?"

"I wouldn't be able to detect teleportation residue after all this time. But there was no sign of any receiver. Either on the moon or in space."
I'm sure there are ways to really foul up the targetting of a teleportation spell.

"This is interesting. This is really interesting." He lowers his probe. "I just don't think I'll have time to really took into it."

"I didn't think Mannheim had all that much stuff to go through."
Just dozens of transmitters, whole stockpiles of weapons and tech... His operation wasn't limited to just the Mainland U.S.

"Oh, no, I already-" He shakes his head. "-disarmed all the helmets and broadcast towers. The real problem is the facilities he built. We don't exactly have a lot of people who can do anything with New God tech. And some of the things he had, even I don't recognise."

"You should complain to your head teacher."
That would be Granny Goodness. I wouldn't really want to interact with her, especially to complain.

He smiles as he puts a cover over the bones. "I was planning to."

"Is any of his stuff still working?"
And is there any of it that's unaccounted for?

"Some of it. And some of it isn't working right, and I've gotta work out what it's been doing while no one's been checking up on it."

"Not working right? What do you mean?"
Ooh, that's a worry. then again, given the things that happened on Earth recently...

"Apokoliptian technology isn't designed to have pure life running through it." He sighs faintly. "It feels like a waste, but I've been feeding the power back into the Earth's magic fields because I do not want to find out what happens if Darkseid gets a sample of it."

"Yeah." I nod emphatically. "Me neither."
...I wouldn't like to see what an Apokalyptian device does when it suffers a surge overload.

"You don't wanna try making a power ring out of it?"

"Not at this stage. For one-."
Far too much baggage involved with it, given the White Entity. Consider the 'Brightest Day' tie-in comics back in the day. (Holy cow, fifteen years?)

"That's-? Possible?"

"As I understand it, yes. But like you said, Darkseid poking around pure essence of Life would be bad, and we don't have a special need for it."
Last thing you need is him getting any more data on it than what he's gotten now.

He nods thoughtfully. "Okay, I guess that one blast dealt with everything on Earth that needed it. But shouldn't we have seen a Guardian by now?"

"What for?"
Well, given what they hid inside Earth... Not that anyone knows that. But I can see them taking note of it.

"Mannheim wasn't Darkseid, but he was pretty close." He leans back against his workbench. "Granny Goodness took us on a class fieldtrip to the museum where he keeps the remains of the Lanterns who died during the Green Lantern Corps' war with Apokolips. If this could show them how to beat him, I'd have thought they'd want it."
Remarkable. I'll bet it was painted as a glorious display of Darkseid's might and the power of his armies, rather than any kind of battle of equals.

"Same problem, only on a larger scale. In fact, actively taking it to Darkseid would provoke him to study if faster."

"But not studying how to beat him just lets him win."
Well, that's the rub. Push him and he bites. Don't push him and he bites anyway.

I raise my eyebrows. "Have you seen the Reach?"

"You think they'll just… Leave him?"
They probably think they'll outlive him. They are functionally immortal, after all. And with that comes the perspective of a few decades being a short time...

"How long do New Gods live?"

"In theory? Forever. In practice I haven't actually met one more than about fifteen hundred years old. Though that might have something to do with the war between New Genesis and Apokolips."
They do have the advantage of basically being able to offload mental stuff into their metaphysique, and their bodies being continuously regenerating.

"I remember reading that even if humans didn't age and were immune to disease, we probably wouldn't make it past eight hundred. So by that metric they're doing very well."

"There are always outliers. So how did a Neanderthal make it onto the moon?"
Makes you wonder how immortals like Vandal Savage manage it, huh?

"My guess would be aliens, but I don't really know. There must have been a Green Lantern in this Sector at the time, but I've got no idea who they were and I doubt that they'd have spent much time on Earth. Vandal Savage might know, but I don't have a back channel for communicating with him and if I found him I'd probably just throw him into the sun. Without asking. I-." Huh. "There was a parapsychic I briefly met after my team killed Wolf and Albrecht Krieger who might be able to get something out of it, but I don't know if he's still alive."
I doubt a necromancer would be of any help?

Scott looks sombre. "A parapsychic who got exposed to the Anti-Life would be lucky if dying is all that happened to them. Guess it'll have to stay a mystery."

"I-. Huh. I wonder where the souls of dead Neanderthals go. There's some evidence of burial rituals but nothing about any gods they might have worshipped."
OL, please, don't even joke about that sort of thing with an actual New God right there...

Scott holds up his right hand, thumb and forefinger about half an inch apart. "I'm this close to calling Wonder Woman or Blue Lantern."

"I'm just-. Curious. I-."
Ha! :V

He lifts his Mother Box to his ear. "I'm dialling."

"Ping?"
"I can connect them at any time. Though please don't treat me like a mobile phone..." Heh. Amusing it takes that threat to get him to back off.

"Okay." I raise my hands in surrender and back towards the stairs. "I'm sorry. Let's just put the bones on hold for a while."

He regards me with comedic scepticism, but lowers his Mother Box.
Maybe once Earth is back on its feet, they can poke around...

"But if I knew someone with a time machine who was heading that way anyway-."

He mock-glares, and lifts the Mother Box back up.

"Going!"
Dangit, OL!

I'm surprised they don't find more mysteries like this, given the way OL pokes his nose around these days. Then again, he gets plenty of time between episodes to do that sort of thing. It would be amusing if this episode were all about tying up little loose ends and oddities. Sadly, I doubt this easy-going theme will continue for long...

He gives me a slide long glance...
He gives me a side long glance...
 
I have to wonder how much dread the League feels whenever he files an incident report...

I'm picturing the likes of Superman and Icon asking Diana or Mist for magically enhanced alcohol because the regular stuff can't get them drunk in order to deal with Paul's shit.

That would be Granny Goodness. I wouldn't really want to interact with her, especially to complain.

There's also Himon.

They probably think they'll outlive him. They are functionally immortal, after all. And with that comes the perspective of a few decades being a short time...

I once read a fanfic where the author gave an explanation for why the Guardians seem to do things in such a half-assed way like with what they did with the Reach.

They don't care because they're concerned with things on a cosmic scale like keeping cosmic lovecraftian monsters from entering or noticing their reality, so they don't really try to deal with mortal issues aside from things like the Corps to stop any mortals from accidentally destroying reality.

Given their age, maybe they know some things about the Anti-Life that other, even Darkseid, don't know about.

Maybe the Anti-Life can't be completed, or once completed the one who wields it would see how pointless it was and decide to blow themselves up instead of using it.

Makes you wonder how immortals like Vandal Savage manage it, huh?

In a renegade segment, renegade mentioned that whenever he wanted to remember something he forgot about he'd basically go to that place and receive headache inducing visions of the thing he wanted to remember.

I doubt a necromancer would be of any help?

Paul is close to a death god, so maybe he can ask Hades, assuming he's free of the memory erasing waters.

Heck, Erebus may have been around during Neanderthal times.
 

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