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

Wasn't it Grayven that wanted Earth to be an Empire?

No, it was when they were in the town with the telepath and the sheeda gas drone thing that was making groups of 7 kill themselves. The drone used machine telepathy to bypass OL's mental shields and OL was impressed it could do that, otherwise it couldn't have known he wanted Earth to be an Empire
 
Creation's Commandos (part 10) New
15th December 2023
11:02 GMT -5


"I don't get it." Peacemaker leans towards the car window as he watches Miss Quinn walk down the street. "She's murdered dozens of people, and she's just walking around in the open?"

General Flag settles for watching her out of the corner of his eye. "Sure looks like it."

I reach across and grab Mr. Smith's hand as he goes to open the car door. "Peace, Peacemaker. We are serving a higher good."

He turns to face me, clearly aggrieved. "But she goes to Heaven, right? I shoot her, her soul turns back into Harleen Quinzel and Harley Quinn stops existing. So killing her is good for everyone!"

I regard him placidly, placing both hands on his shoulders. "It is not good for you to default to killing people every time that you run into difficulty. I am concerned for the state of your soul, Peacemaker. I believe that you are a fundamentally good man, but you need to learn restraint and proportionality."

"But murder is proportionate to murder! It's exactly the same thing!"

"While she is guilty of ethics violations for her treatment of the Joker, her later offences were committed under the influence of Smilex, just like his."

"I know, which-" He nods in an exaggerated motion. "-means that she goes to Heaven when she dies."

"Which means that I can cure her, making murder disproportionate."

He drops back into his seat, arms moodily folded across his chest. "Fine."

There's a knock on the window, and we both turn to see Miss Quinn peering in. Her eyes widen slightly as she confirms the presence of Peacemaker, then she beams with delight, hopping up and down and waving.

General Flag winds down his window. "Doctor Quinzel?"

Her head jerks around to look at him. "Oh hoiy! Yous knows Peacemakah?"

Flag doesn't smile back. "Yeah. You wanna get in?"

She pulls back slightly, and I see the intelligence crowd out her Smilex-induced mania. "I don't think I showd get int' a cawr with strange men."

"Alright. My name is Richard Flag. I believe you knew my son, Richard Flag Junior."

Her eyes widen.

"And you're Doctor Harleen Quinzel. And now we're all friends-"

She's already dashing around to the passenger side door.

"-you can.. get in."

She springs into the seat and closes the door. "Where we gowin, Dick Seenyah?!"

Peacemaker snorts with amusement, and I see Miss Quinn watching his response in the rear view mirror as General Flag pulls away from the curb.

Being exposed to Smilex doesn't make you stupid.

Then she spots me, and looks… Probably about as serious as she can.

"Royt, Senyeh. So awr you a psychopomp an' weyah awl dead already? If you awr, good job, 'cause I didn' feel a thing."

"No, Miss Quinn."

"'caws Peacemakah doyd, and… Seenyah, weyl, he don't look so young no mowah."

"Even so."

"I didn't die." Peacemaker blinks confusedly. "I just got shot in the throat and had a building fall on me. I was fine."

Miss Quinn pulls a face, nodding. Then she leans over to General Flag. "I see dead people." She nods. "They don't know they're dead."

"I'm not dead." Peacemaker rotates his head to face me. "I'm not dead, right?"

"You're not dead."

"Okay." He doesn't sound confident. "Because a guy could survive getting shot in the throat if it missed the artery and windpipe or he got a doctor to fix it right away, and a guy could survive a building falling on him if he got really lucky, but I just realised that the only reason I'm still alive is that Waller decided to rescue me and that doesn't sound at all realistic."

Miss Quinn shrugs. "Maybe she loiks you."

He shakes his head. "I don't think so."

"It could be. Women's sex droyves increase when they hit menopaws."

His eyes widen. "Then I really hope not."

General Flag shakes his head. "I didn't need that image, Quinzel. How come she hasn't picked you up again after you blew up that chemical plant?"

"Blackmail." She shrugs. "Anythin' happen t'me, everything I got on her goes out on the internet."

"Bloodsport thinks she'd go after him if he ever came back to the United States."

"Maybe what he's gawt ain't what oi gawt."

Peacemaker leans forwards. "What d'you mean? You took copies of the Corto Maltese files, same as him."

"Yeyeh, see, that wasn't exactly my furst rodeo. I was orwn a nother Suicide Sqward mission seven yeyahs agow."

Flag nods. "What mission was that?"

"Midway City. See, I figahd, aftah Corto Maltese, maybe I needed somethin' a bit strongah. An' that when I remembered what Deadshot and Rick Junior tol' me about what Wallah did in Midway."

I frown. "And what was that?"

"Murdered a whole room fullah her own goys." She raises her right hand, making a gun gesture. "Pop pop pop. So oi went back theyah, found some shell casin's, and Rick's body camera recowdin', and oi figu'ed that was awl oi needed. "



General Flag focuses extremely closely on the road. Peacemaker jerks upright and hits his helmet on the roof.

Which leaves me. "Miss Quinn, I understand that you and the Joker have parted ways."

"Yeyah. We have."

"In that case, I have a number of services I am willing to offer you."

She frowns in exaggerated confusion. "I don't pay fer it. An' ain't that kinda a weird business fer an angel?"

I.. blink. "I can get rid of your bomb implant, and I can undo the effect that the Smilex has had on you. In exchange, I would ask that you share what you have, so that Amanda Waller can be punished for her actions."

"Pff, no."

I pause to allow her to expand her answer, but she doesn't.

"Which part are you refusing?"

"Oh, yous can get rid a' the bomb, and screw Waller, but I'm keepin' my brain how it is. I euwned this, an' I actually loik it."

"Ah, I understand." I nod. "Even separated, you still pine for him."

Her eyes narrow. "Yous take that back."

"It's a very common, especially in abusive relationships which so define a person's life. You have my eternal sympathy and understanding, and I shall trouble you on the subject no more."

"B-low me."

That-.

Hm.

15th December 2023
11:28 GMT -5


I lower the flannel from my mouth as the blushing Dr. Quinzel hands the data stick to General Flag. "This shows the whole thing. I hope you nail that bitch to a wawll."

He nods. "That's the plan."
 
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15th December 2023
11:02 GMT -5


"I don't get it." Peacemaker leans towards the car window as he watches Miss Quinn walk down the street. "She's murdered dozens of people, and she's just walking around in the open?"

General Flag settles for watching her out of the corner of his eye. "Sure looks like it."
Admittedly, the most recent lot weren't good people, I suspect. Which includes Black Mask and Victor Zsasz. Unless she's been busy since she parted ways with the heroines she met then. Entirely possible, depending on the canonicity of the animated series. (I suspect it ain't.)

I reach across and grab Mr. Smith's hand as he goes to open the car door. "Peace, Peacemaker. We are serving a higher good."

He turns to face me, clearly aggrieved. "But she goes to Heaven, right? I shoot her, her soul turns back into Harleen Quinzel and Harley Quinn stops existing. So killing her is good for everyone!"
Bro, you don't need to kill every bad person you meet. The Punisher, you aren't.

I regard him placidly, placing both hands on his shoulders. "It is not good for you to default to killing people every time that you run into difficulty. I am concerned for the state of your soul, Peacemaker. I believe that you are a fundamentally good man, but you need to learn restraint and proportionality."
In other words, chill.

"But murder is proportionate to murder! It's exactly the same thing!"

"While she is guilty of ethics violations for her treatment of the Joker, her later offences were committed under the influence of Smilex, just like his."
In other words, it's not proportional.

"I know, which-" He nods in an exaggerated motion. "-means that she goes to Heaven when she dies."

"Which means that I can cure her, making murder disproportionate."
And besides, would you want to deprive the world of her marvellous presence?

He drop back into his seat, arms moodily folder across his chest. "Fine."

There's a knock on the window, and we both turn to see Miss Quinn peering in. Her eyes widen slightly as she confirms the presence of Peacemaker, then she beams with delight, hopping up and down and waving.
Doing marvellous things to her presence, no doubt. 😘

General Flag winds down his window. "Doctor Quinzel?"

Her head jerks around to look at him. "Oh hoiy! Yous knows Peacemakah?"
...Reluctantly. I guess she doesn't really notice his resemblance to his son, though, or is hiding it.

Flag doesn't smile back. "Yeah. You wanna get in?"

She pulls back slightly, and I see the intelligence crowd out her Smilex-induced mania. "I don't think I showd get int' a cawr with strange men."
Wise lady. Though if it were anyone else, she'd probably be the most dangerous one in the car.

"Alright. My name is Richard Flag. I believe you knew my son, Richard Flag Junior."

Her eyes widen.

"And you're Doctor Harleen Quinzel. And now we're all friends-"
Yeah, this isn't a simple courtesy visit. I suspect you had her attention before but now you have her interest.

She's already dashing around to the passenger side door.

"-you can.. get in."

She springs into the seat and closes the door. "Where we gowin, Dick Seenyah?!"
...She's just doing that to be annoying, isn't she?

Peacemaker snorts with amusement, and I see Miss Quinn watching his response in the rear view mirror as General Flag pulls away from the curb.

Being exposed to Smilex doesn't make you stupid.
Murderous, yes. Detached from conventional morality, definitely. Stupid, no. Just look at Joker, especially in the comics. Some of his plans were complex, if a little cracked now and again.

Then she spots me, and looks… Probably about as serious as she can.

"Royt, Senyeh. So awr you a psychopomp an' weyah awl dead already? If you awr, good job, 'cause I didn' feel a thing."
He's not nearly perky, gothic or female enough for that.

"No, Miss Quinn."

"'caws Peacemakah doyd, and… Seenyah, weyl, he don't look so young no mowah."
Sadly, all four of you remain amongst the living.

"Even so."

"I didn't die." Peacemaker blinks confusedly. "I just got shot in the throat and had a building fall on me. I was fine."
...Usually, either of those things is enough to kill people.

Miss Quinn pulls a face, nodding. Then she leans over to General Flag. "I see dead people." She nods. "They don't know they're dead."

"I'm not dead." Peacemaker rotates his head to face me. "I'm not dead, right?"
This isn't the Sixth Sense, and there's not nearly enough Bruce Willis in here for that gag. ...Unless you've been picturing him as Rick Senior?

"You're not dead."

"Okay." He doesn't sound confident. "Because a guy could survive getting shot in the throat if it missed the artery and windpipe or he got a doctor to fix it right away, and a guy could survive a building falling on him if he got really lucky, but I just realised that the only reason I'm still alive is that Waller decided to rescue me and that doesn't sound at all realistic."
Yeah, those sort of odds... You'd have better luck of winning the lottery jackpot. In America.

Miss Quinn shrugs. "Maybe she loiks you."

He shakes his head. "I don't think so."
Well, he is dumb, skilled and follows orders well enough, mostly.

"It could be. Women's sex droyves increase when they hit menopaws."

His eyes widen. "Then I really hope not."
Why you gotta put that image in our heads, Harley? 😒

General Flag shakes his head. "I didn't need that image, Quinzel. How come she hasn't you picked up again after you blew up that chemical plant?"

"Blackmail." She shrugs. "Anythin' happen t'me, everything I got on her goes out on the internet."
Must be good shit, then. Otherwise she'd have pulled your pin instead.

"Bloodspot thinks she'd go after him if he ever came back to the United States."

"Maybe what he's gawt ain't what oi gawt."
The really good shit, then.

Peacemaker leans forwards. "What d'you mean? You took copies of the Corto Maltese files, same as him."

"Yeyeh, see, that wasn't exactly my furst rodeo. I was orwn a nother Suicide Sqward mission seven yeyahs agow."
People don't talk about that one, though. To the point the DCEU only kind of recognises it as canon.

Flag nods. "What mission was that?"

"Midway City. See, I figahd, aftah Corto Maltese, maybe I needed somethin' a bit strongah. An' that when I remembered what Deadshot and Rick Junior tol' me about what Wallah did in Midway."
Goes to show, she is no idiot, Smilex-induced looniness or not.

I frown. "And what was that?"

"Murdered a whole room fullah her own goys." She raise her right hand, making a gun gesture. "Pop pop pop. So oi went back theyah, found some shell casin's, and Rick's body camera recowdin', and oi figu'ed that was awl oi needed. "
Man, Waller must have been distracted if she didn't have all that cleaned up after things blew over.



General Flag focuses extremely closely on the road. Peacemaker jerk upright and hits his helmet on the roof.
Yeah, that would be solid gold material for getting Waller in deep shit.

Which leaves me. "Miss Quinn, I understand that you and the Joker have parted ways."

"Yeyah. We have."
Noisily and violently, I bet.

"In that case, I have a number of services I am willing to offer you."

She frowns in exaggerated confusion. "I don't pay fer it. An' ain't that kinda a weird business fer an angel?"
Admittedly, while I'm sure his prowess would be heavenly, that's more of an Incubus thing.

I.. blink. "I can get rid of your bomb implant, and I can undo the effect that the Smilex has had on you. In exchange, I would ask that you share what you have, so that Amanda Waller can be punished for her actions."

"Pff, no."
...Is that a blanket no, or do we have to guess which parts you object to?

I pause to allow her to expand her answer, but she doesn't.

"Which part are you refusing?"
Harley apparently tends to forget her inner monologue is just that: Inner.

"Oh, yous can get rid a' the bomb, and screw Waller, but I'm keepin' my brain how it is. I euwned this, an' I actually loik it."

"Ah, I understand." I nod. "Even separated, you still pine for him."

Her eyes narrow. "Yous take that back."
Ooh, yeah. Big old berserk button there.

"It's a very common, especially in abusive relationships which so define a person's life. You have my eternal sympathy and understanding, and I shall trouble you on the subject no more."

"B-low me."
...Is that a request, or..? 😘

Lan, no, that was not... :eek:

15th December 2023
11:28 GMT -5


I lower the flannel from my mouth as the blushing Dr. Quinzel hands the data stick to General Flag. "This shows the whole thing. I hope you nail that bitch to a wawll."

He nods. "That's the plan."
...I'm sure there's a perfectly polite explanation for all this.

Okay, that went... Places. Hopefully places I hope aren't the ones everyone seems to think they are. Otherwise, Harley might have something new to brag about to her friends. Possibly involving paralytic cunnilingus. Still, despite the embarrassment the guys might be experiencing, they did get what they wanted: More dirt on Waller. So... 😏 Bonus?

He drop back into his seat, arms moodily folder across his chest. "Fine."
He drops back into his seat, arms moodily folder across his chest. "Fine."
"Bloodspot thinks she'd go after him if he ever came back to the United States."
"Bloodsport thinks she'd go after him if he ever came back to the United States."
 
General Flag focuses extremely closely on the road. Peacemaker jerk upright and hits his helmet on the roof.
That should say 'jerks'.

I lower the flannel from my mouth as the blushing Dr. Quinzel hands the data stick to General Flag. "This shows the whole thing. I hope you nail that bitch to a wawll."

He nods. "That's the plan."
I hope once Lan gets his memories back that he remembers this and mentions it to the Harley he was teammates with.
 
He turns to face me, clearly aggrieved. "But she goes to Heaven, right? I shoot her, her soul turns back into Harleen Quinzel and Harley Quinn stops existing. So killing her is good for everyone

Not necessarily.

Joker is basically a completely separate personality, while Harley is fairly close to Harleen.


"drops"

"I didn't die." Peacemaker blinks confusedly. "I just got shot in the throat and had a building fall on me. I was fine

He just walked it off.

I'm not dead, right?"

"You're not dead."

"Okay." He doesn't sound confident

He could be thinking that you're telling him that to make him feel better.

Because a guy could survive getting shot in the throat if it missed the artery and windpipe or he got a doctor to fix it right away, and a guy could survive a building falling on him if he got really lucky, but I just realised that the only reason I'm still alive is that Waller decided to rescue me and that doesn't sound at all realistic."

He might not be the brightest, but he does make several excellent points.

Miss Quinn shrugs. "Maybe she loiks you."

He shakes his head. "I don't think so

And even if she liked him, that's not necessarily a good thing.

It could be. Women's sex droyves increase when they hit menopaws."

His eyes widen. "Then I really hope not

Wouldn't be the first time you slept with someone that would kill you in a heartbeat.

General Flag shakes his head. "I didn't need that image, Quinzel. How come she hasn't you picked up again after you blew up that chemical plant

Hear the words you are saying.

She blew up a chemical plant.

Not exactly a stable person.

"Blackmail." She shrugs. "Anythin' happen t'me, everything I got on her goes out on the internet

Smart, though there is a problem.

If it can be proved that you're the one that released it then it could cast serious doubts on its authenticity.


"raises"

"Murdered a whole room fullah her own goys." She raise her right hand, making a gun gesture. "Pop pop pop. So oi went back theyah, found some shell casin's, and Rick's body camera recowdin', and oi figu'ed that was awl oi needed

Yeah.

Her people may be fine with her committing ethical, moral and legal violations against others, but not on them.

Peacemaker jerk upright and

"jerks"

"In that case, I have a number of services I am willing to offer you."

She frowns in exaggerated confusion. "I don't pay fer it. An' ain't that kinda a weird business fer an angel

Using sex to get converts isn't exactly new to religions.

"B-low me."

That-.

Hm.

15th December 2023
11:28 GMT -5


I lower the flannel from my mouth as the blushing Dr. Quinzel hands the data stick to General Flag

Well...that happened.

For some reason I'm now imagining Harley and Ivy getting together and inviting Lan here to make their own Garden of Eden.
 
He drops back into his seat, arms moodily folder across his chest. "Fine."
"Bloodsport thinks she'd go after him if he ever came back to the United States."
That should say 'jerks'.
Thank you, corrected.
For some reason I'm now imagining Harley and Ivy getting together and inviting Lan here to make their own Garden of Eden.
To be clear, Lan did that because he wanted her to consent to having the Smilex changes undone. We are now dealing with a fully functional Dr. Harleen Quinzel.
 
To be clear, Lan did that because he wanted her to consent to having the Smilex changes undone. We are now dealing with a fully functional Dr. Harleen Quinzel.
Now I really want to see how this will play out.

Pretty sure it'd be impossible for them to meet again because the universe he originally came from was rebooted twice.
So long as Paul has the resources, you can't be certain they won't reset reality to fix something if nothing else will. That is what happened to Time Trapper Paul after all.
 
A short distance away Michael and Ted are crouched behind a van as the Frankensteins close in, cackling as they do so. Above them, J'onn is firing his martian vision at Guy, who… Appears to be in effeminate mode and blocking without doing anything else. There's some sort of device on J'onn's head and it's not that hard to work out why.
Guy has one of those? Also, the link for Guy's image no longer works.
I knew Mumm-Ra was human from my analysis of the scraps of flesh that I've torn off him during our fights. I didn't know how he became a liche or how his magic worked, and I wasn't sure if he recognised what I am. He never mentioned it, but it's not as if we were having long conversations. I-.
Unless you're talking about the fruit, or there's a different spelling for it, I believe the proper spell is "lich"
"Lantern Lord Protector." A translucent apparition I still just about recognise appears in the room. Humanoid, blank face with some sort of scar on the forehead and wearing blue and red robes. Last time I saw someone like him they were picking a fight with Larfleeze. In a comic book. I don't think Controllers even exist in this universe, and I've certainly never met one. So where is this fellow from? And why did he take so long to make contact? "I have need of your service."
Interesting that almost every single one reacts in the same way.
The next day, a dozen or so people woke up undead and everyone else remained dead. And every attempt they made to reverse things or create new living humans was undone by the lingering effects of ritual that made them.
What happened to the rest?
"I'm pretty sure I'm doing that,
Except.. that one, but she was really fat
."
"Wherever you left them?
That's your thing? Go get 'em
."
Can he only talk in rhyme? Or was he inspired by Etrigan?
I lay my hands on Queen Slug-For-A-Butt's tail and extend my orange aura over her.

"Do you want a demon queen?
I warn you now, she's rather mean
."

"I will take it."
Did that really work?
"I doubt there's much I can do for you. I don't have a power ring-." Oh. "And it just occurred to me that you might be responsible for me being here in the first place. Explain yourself."
He doesn't have a power ring? Which one is this?
I nod and transition behind and below him, reflecting a few atoms in his shorts into anti-matter before raising a shield just in time-
Reflecting as in "converting from matter to antimatter" or something else?
Goodness me I love her. I just hope that doesn't gives her a Mohican too.

I don't wanna sound like a whiney bitch-.
Google says the more commonly used spelling is "whiny" although both are correct. It isn't even a British vs American thing either somehow.
"I shall try not to take that personally."
Ranx?
No. He's literally convincing the universe that gravity works in the wrong direction.
I-Wouldn't it be easier to do what I mentioned instead?
Middle name plus mother's maiden name.
Right, didn't another SI do the same once?
It's not really practical. Just about any sort of shield he could make would block air, and he's not that good at that sort of technique anyway.
Too bad this world doesn't have Dune shields.
Then he knows nothing. This happened with the show about the ex-cop killing escaped demons.
Right. Wonder how that one's doing.
He's seeing residual emotion, not emotions being felt by people.
Yeah I got that, can he see other emotions or just fear? If so, why can the Paragon see other emotions?
For orange I just use color=orange.
Incredible.
Welcome to comic books.
I'm well aware of the BS, it's just that there's very few things in that universe that can stop them.
You either use sonic weaponry, or throw them in the sun and keep them there for a few minutes.
Also aware of that, but thank you.
 
Guy has one of those?
Yes. Guy received a traumatic head injury which resulted in unsettling personality changes sometimes.
Also, the link for Guy's image no longer works.
Works fine for me. Anyone else?
Unless you're talking about the fruit, or there's a different spelling for it, I believe the proper spell is "lich"
Not in my country, colonial.
What happened to the rest?
The rest of what? If you mean the planet's population, they died.
Can he only talk in rhyme?
Yes. If you gain a certain level of power as a demon, you start rhyming.
Did that really work?
Yes.
He doesn't have a power ring? Which one is this?
Paul Freeman, the one who ended up on Nazi Earth. Naturally, they took his ring and haven't given it back.
Reflecting as in "converting from matter to antimatter" or something else?
Essentially. Anti-matter has a very similar structure to matter.
Google says the more commonly used spelling is "whiny" although both are correct. It isn't even a British vs American thing either somehow.
Thank you, corrected.
Yes.
I-Wouldn't it be easier to do what I mentioned instead?
No. Moving yourself rapidly with telekinesis is actually really hard.
Too bad this world doesn't have Dune shields.
Those lose to knives.
Yeah I got that, can he see other emotions or just fear? If so, why can the Paragon see other emotions?
The SI can see other emotions in people.
hasn't picked you up
Thank you, corrected.
 
I'm not sure the argument that killing Harley would just send Harleen to Heaven works with the DCEU incarnation of Harleen. She was already kind of a shitty person even before she met the Joker, and she willingly chose to follow him and expose herself to those chemicals even knowing what he was.

Really, most incarnations of her are pretty shit for falling for and enabling the goddamn Joker. So I don't really think she has the same excuse the Joker - potentially - has. Since at least with him, when one uses the Red Hood backstory anyways, you can say he never wanted to be a bad person even before he became the Joker.
 

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