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

[Neruz]

It clearly wants stuff, so the orange light will have an effect, either remove it from it, or assimilation.

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Just because it reacts to stimuli doesn't mean it has wants, a slime mold reacts to food by growing more slime mold towards the food, but I wouldn't say a slime mold has anything that could reasonably be categorized as 'want' or indeed any real emotion at all. Viruses seek out cells to infect them and create more viruses, but its debatable whether a virus is even alive much less has anything that could be considered 'want'.

 

[boo600]

You're being a bit hard on Lex; he's done a lot of dumb things, but he's never built a penis-shaped rocket.

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I did say Lex-but-dumb. That was for a reason. *pouts*

I mean. Besides Bezos being a nepo baby and not a self-made billionaire genius who turned insurance money into an Amazon-plus corporation.

Hm. Lex is evil, basically, but he also has actual ideals. I should have said Lex-but-dumb-and-completely-craven.

 

[Mr Zoat]

Random thought: Will a version of Paul ever end up in one of the Full Metal Alchemist series?

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Almost certainly not.

[Looks at what he's spent two weeks writing]

But I never thought I'd put one there either, so who knows?

I did say Lex-but-dumb. That was for a reason. *pouts*

I mean. Besides Bezos being a nepo baby and not a self-made billionaire genius who turned insurance money into an Amazon-plus corporation.

Hm. Lex is evil, basically, but he also has actual ideals. I should have said Lex-but-dumb-and-completely-craven.

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It's not that I disagree, it's that I remember that Rule 8 exists.

 

[mastermenthe]

Can't he just change the creatures desires?

Make it not want to mess with them?

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Depends.

 

[CrazyNoVa]

Almost certainly not.

[Looks at what he's spent two weeks writing]

But I never thought I'd put one there either, so who knows?

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We're all waiting for the day when we see a version of Paul end up in The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.

 

[Someguy Somewhere]

We're all waiting for the day when we see a version of Paul end up in The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.

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New one or old one, because the old one occasionally utterly shattered the fourth wall, referencing things like the studio set lacking a ceiling (complete with cameras pan to the set lights) or directly referring to the events of the opening theme song, as such.

Ambush Bug would love it.

 

[Mr Zoat]

We're all waiting for the day when we see a version of Paul end up in The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.

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View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lixrbrloBq0
Don't think I'll risk it.

New one or old one, because the old one occasionally utterly shattered the fourth wall, referencing things like the studio set lacking a ceiling (complete with cameras pan to the set lights) or directly referring to the events of the opening theme song, as such.

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There Is No New Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air.

 

[Someguy Somewhere]

There Is No New Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air.

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Of Course, My Mistake

Spoiler: There is No New Fresh Prince

 

[CrazyNoVa]

Of Course, My Mistake

Spoiler: There is No New Fresh Prince

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There is no war in Bel-Air Se.

Spoiler

(How would a crossover between Fresh Prince and Avatar even work?)

 

[Zig]

ver between Fresh Prince and Avatar even work?)

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The Fresh Prince of Bin-Er

 

[BR549]

Viruses seek out cells to infect them and create more viruses, but its debatable whether a virus is even alive much less has anything that could be considered 'want'.

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To be fair, that describes our viruses. In DC, however, allow me to introduce you to Leezle Pon.

Or to put it a meme-r way: Green Lantern smallpox virus exists, your argument may be invalid.

 

[Mr Zoat]

18th August 2013
10:33 GMT -5

"Are you short of mana?"

Ring, what's happening?

Unable to quantify.

Thank you. Though I suppose that Hinon might at least be a little impressed that I've managed to encounter a situation that even the Controllers haven't.

"No. These are… Summonings. They take power to make, but there's no further drain when they get damaged. They just get damaged."

I clench my left hand into a fist and add a tougher construct to the exterior of the one which is cracking.

"So, keep blocking, attack, or attempt to mind control it?"

"I know Puppet Master, but it would take more mana than I'm comfortable spending. And it might well fail; all Ashan's spells are intended to work on things native to Ashan."

"No, I could try to mind control it. Similar problem, but it doesn't drain the one of us who's keeping us real."

"How draining would a more mundane attack-" The inner construct blister fails, the tendrils rapidly reaching out to fill the full volume of their new prison. "-be?"

"Negligibly."

"Then that seems wisest." He looks around. "Since we seem to be fully enveloped, I will accelerate our passage. Even if we attract a second creature, it might serve to distract the first."

I fabricate a knife, then x-ionise it. "This reminds me of a story, actually."

"Oh?"

"A flying ship passing through a vast cloud found itself under attack. Small creatures latched onto its hull and drained it of power, and then a larger creature assaulted it physically."

"And their solution?"

"The small creatures were males. They thought that the ship was a female, and they were attempting to mate with it. The larger creature was the female, assaulting a rival. They repainted their ship in submissive colours and the males and the female all left it alone." I stab the knife through my construct and… Slice neatly through the tendrils. They lose contact with the main mass 'outside' and immediately fall to the bottom of the construct and lie still.

Oh.

"Okay, that-."

The tendrils I'm watching vanish.

Um.

Right, close the blister in case more tendrils try to get in, put a construct barrier around Lushun-

"Excuse me?"

-and wait because-.

Wuhy!

The tendrils ball appears just above Lushun's head and immediately tried to grab him! The construct barrier holds-.

I fire a pair of construct hands at it and grab it, yanking it away!

"Cutting is a bad idea!"

The tendrils lash out in a frenzy, rapidly abrading the interior of my construct. The tendrils around the edge of the platform are also increasing their aggression. On the off chance that it's that easy I fabricate a roast chicken and fire it out into the void in case this thing is food motivated… But the chicken ceases to be just after passing through the shield.

Alright… Heat? No effect? Laser? No effect. Plasma? No-. Argh!

One of the tendrils wasn't lashing around. It was reaching for me and I miss it-. Latched onto my arm! Construct yoyo, wind it up and bundle it up with the rest-. Ah. Fire? No. Don't have any kahuuite… Ah. Recover x-ionised knife, blender construct and blend!

Bzzzzz!

And… The black stuff is still in there, but isn't not moving…

No… It is. The small tendrils are trying to wrap themselves together.

"Is it dead?"

"No." I look around… We're fully enveloped, though it… Doesn't seem to be that thick. Almost every part of the shield is being probed, and my construct is blocking dozens of tendril incursions. "This mass became its own life form when I severed it from the main mass, but the tiny parts seem to be trying to reassemble themselves."

"Ah, so there's a minimum size. Can you throw it back out?"

"Yes, I should be able to. That won't stop the creature outside from trying to get in, but it will remove the distraction."

Okay, find an emptyish bit, connect the construct containment vessel with the construct barrier, breach the barrier -which causes tendrils from the outside to pick up the small bits immediately- and then shove it outwards…

"Okay, it looks like that-"

The creature vanishes.

"-worked-. SHIT!"

I lunge closer to the puzzled-looking Lushun and fortify the barrier immediately around us, fabricating x-ionised blades for the exterior as fast as I-

Wuhy!

-can-!

Everything is tendrils. I can't see out, I can only see Lushun from the light of my constructs and his staff-

"That's interesting. The fear aura from this cloak should intimidate it. Perhaps it's not a creature but a mechanical being instead?"

-and I can feel the creature wrapping itself around my construct and pressing!

"Anything helpful to say, or shall I just commend our souls to any god that can find them?"

Crumbler? No. Cold gun? Not enough room. Try pushing-? Gosh, that's strong. I think it's… Constricting. And not like a snake that waits for you to take a breath, it's just using crushing force, pulling against itself.

"Ah. Even assuming that this creature can't consume them, I doubt that our souls would survive for any length of time here."

"So, yes? No?"

And there are the cracks! Ah… Kinetic barrier? Oh, that's actually-.

It fails with a wiff of burning circuitry.

Okay, I can recreate-.

The orange mote I gave Lushun goes out.

He stares at the place it used to be, and then starts muttering at his staff.

"Do you need another one?"

Crunch!

My construct fractures, and I just about get another smaller one in place in time. Thicken it up…

"No, I think… I think that means that we've-"

The platform, the void and most especially the creature vanish, and are replaced by-.

"-arrived."

Oh dear.

 

[Darko]

"A flying ship passing through a vast cloud found that itself under attack

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"found itself"

 

[Duke Long]

"I know Puppet Master, but it would take more mana than I'm comfortable spending. And it might well fail; all Ashans spells are intended to work on things native to Ashan."

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'Ashan's'

One of the tendrils wasn't lashing around. It was reaching for me and I miss it-. Latched onto my arm! Construct yoyo, wind it up and bundle it up with the rest-. Ah. Fire? No. Don't have any kahuutite… Ah. Recover x-ionised knife, blender construct and blend!

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'kahuuite'

 

[Chojin Patriarch]

18th August 2013
10:33 GMT -5

"Are you short of mana?"

Ring, what's happening?

Unable to quantify.

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Huh, that's a very rare occurrence these days. There's absolutely nothing in the Ring's analytical knowledge-base that this situation remotely resembles?At lest he'll have an interesting tale to tell... If they survive.

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Thank you. Though I suppose that Hinon might at least be a little impressed that I've managed to encounter a situation that even the Controllers haven't.

"No. These are… Summonings. They take power to make, but there's no further drain when they get damaged. They just get damaged."

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And he can reclaim a little of the energy used to make them, though that depends on them not being destroyed before he can do so (If I remember right.) But that's hardly useful here.

I clench my left hand into a fist and add a tougher construct to the exterior of the one which is cracking.

"So, keep blocking, attack, or attempt to mind control it?"

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Even layered constructs might struggle to deal with these things.

"I know Puppet Master, but it would take more mana than I'm comfortable spending. And it might well fail; all Ashans spells are intended to work on things native to Ashan."

"No, I could try to mind control it. Similar problem, but it doesn't drain the one of us who's keeping us real."

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If it has enough compatibility with your form of Desire to manipulate, anyway. That's something we haven't seen very often, have we? Creatures with a completely different emotional Spectrum?

"How draining would a more mundane attack-" The inner construct blister fails, the tendrils rapidly reaching out to fill the full volume of their new prison. "-be?"

"Negligibly."

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The risk is damaging their travel orb. Or sending off signals that attract more of them, depending on how exotic energy attacks function out here...

"Then that seems wisest." He looks around. "Since we seem to be fully enveloped, I will accelerate our passage. Even if we attract a second creature, it might serve to distract the first."

I fabricate a knife, then x-ionise it. "This reminds me of a story, actually."

"Oh?"

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Ah, the joy of sharing pop-cultures with beings completely unaware of your pool of references.

"A flying ship passing through a vast cloud found itself under attack. Small creatures latched onto its hull and drained it of power, and then a larger creature assaulted it physically."

"And their solution?"

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This is a 'Star Trek' episode, right? Probably TNG or Voyager.

"The small creatures were males. They thought that the ship was a female, and they were attempting to mate with it. The larger creature was the female, assaulting a rival. They repainted their ship in submissive colours and the males and the female all left it alone." I stab the knife through my construct and… Slice neatly through the tendrils. They lose contact with the main mass 'outside' and immediately fall to the bottom of the construct and lie still.

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Well, that's... Encouraging?

Oh.

"Okay, that-."

The tendrils I'm watching vanish.

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...Or not. Let's hope they just collapsed into the quantum foam or something instead of going super-speed.

Um.

Right, close the blister in case more tendrils try to get in, put a construct barrier around Lushun-

"Excuse me?"

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Don't take it personally, Luu. It's this or get bit by little wrigglers.

-and wait because-.

Wuhy!

The tendrils ball appears just above Lushun's head and immediately tried to grab him! The construct barrier holds-.

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See? Now imagine of those had gone for your orifices...

I fire a pair of construct hands at it and grab it, yanking it away!

"Cutting is a bad idea!"

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There's got to be some way of making them decide you're not tasty.

The tendrils lash out in a frenzy, rapidly abrading the interior of my construct. The tendrils around the edge of the platform are also increasing their aggression. On the off chance that it's that easy I fabricate a roast chicken and fire it out into the void in case this thing is food motivated… But the chicken ceases to be just after passing through the shield.

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So the ration dissolving earlier may have been coincidence.

Alright… Heat? No effect? Laser? No effect. Plasma? No-. Argh!

One of the tendrils wasn't lashing around. It was reaching for me and I miss it-. Latched onto my arm! Construct yoyo, wind it up and bundle it up with the rest-. Ah. Fire? No. Don't have any kahuutite… Ah. Recover x-ionised knife, blender construct and blend!

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You won't see that on 'Will it Blend?'

Bzzzzz!

And… The black stuff is still in there, but isn't not moving…

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Phew. So just turn the areas it's breaking through into confetti?

No… It is. The small tendrils are trying to wrap themselves together.

"Is it dead?"

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...Dammit, these things are persistent.

"No." I look around… We're fully enveloped, though it… Doesn't seem to be that thick. Almost every part of the shield is being probed, and my construct is blocking dozens of tendril incursions. "This mass became its own life form when I severed it from the main mass, but the tiny parts seem to be trying to reassemble themselves."

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So it seems to be a colony of some kind, then. Each tiny cell able to function independently, but drawn to glob together with others.

"Ah, so there's a minimum size. Can you throw it back out?"

"Yes, I should be able to. That won't stop the creature outside from trying to get in, but it will remove the distraction."

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And possibly disrupt it as fragments reattach.

Okay, find an emptyish bit, connect the construct containment vessel with the construct barrier, breach the barrier -which causes tendrils from the outside to pick up the small bits immediately- and then shove it outwards…

"Okay, it looks like that-"

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Ah, not a large enough area to distract the whole.

The creature vanishes.

"-worked-. SHIT!"

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Welp, GG, no re.

I lunge closer to the puzzled-looking Lushun and fortify the barrier immediately around us, fabricating x-ionised blades for the exterior as fast as I-

Wuhy!

-can-!

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Easier than trying to maintain two separate bubbles, I guess.

Everything is tendrils. I can't see out, I can only see Lushun from the light of my constructs and his staff-

"That's interesting. The fear aura from this cloak should intimidate it. Perhaps it's not a creature but a mechanical being instead?"

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Or it has no Morale stat to modify. Which is worrying, as it suggests it operates under different rules.

-and I can feel the creature wrapping itself around my construct and pressing!

"Anything helpful to say, or shall I just commend our souls to any god that can find them?"

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At least they learned why no-one tried breaching the void before. Jsut about anyone who tried got eaten by those things. And might well explain where the Darkness Elementals came from - those tentacle things finding themselves in a smorgasbord...

Crumbler? No. Cold gun? Not enough room. Try pushing-? Gosh, that's strong. I think it's… Constricting. And not like a snake that waits for you to take a breath, it's just using crushing force, pulling against itself.

"Ah. Even assuming that this creature can't consume them, I doubt that our souls would survive for any length of time here."

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That's a good point. Kind of annoying to go out like this, though...

"So, yes? No?"

And there are the cracks! Ah… Kinetic barrier? Oh, that's actually-.

It fails with a wiff of burning circuitry.

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Suggests some form of kinetic attack might repel it...

Okay, I can recreate-.

The orange mote I gave Lushun goes out.

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And there goes their guide trace.

He stares at the place it used to be, and then starts muttering at his staff.

"Do you need another one?"

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Because I suspect OL is gonna need all he can trying to keep them alive a little longer.

Crunch!

My construct fractures, and I just about get another smaller one in place in time. Thicken it up…

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And additional layers, I would think.

"No, I think… I think that means that we've-"

The platform, the void and most especially the creature vanish, and are replaced by-.

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...Well, that's a relief.

"-arrived."

Oh dear.

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...That is not.

So, then, where are they now? Another world within the M&M-multiverse, back in the DC Multiverse, or did they end up in some other video-game franchise? ...Oh god, imagine if they ended up in DC Universe Online or something... Still, at least they're not in danger of being... Whatever that thing was trying to do to them.

 

[Mr Zoat]

"found itself"

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'Ashan's'
'kahuuite'

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Thank you, corrected.

 

[Signaller]

Unable to quantify.

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Well, at least it's not an error message. Those were terrifying.

 

[Signaller]

Almost certainly not.

[Looks at what he's spent two weeks writing]

But I never thought I'd put one there either, so who knows?

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I'm just pattern-matching "things I know about" with "things that have a character named or based on the concept of greed".

 

[Vaermina]

"A flying ship passing through a vast cloud found itself under attack. Small creatures latched onto its hull and drained it of power, and then a larger creature assaulted it physically."

"And their solution?"

"The small creatures were males. They thought that the ship was a female, and they were attempting to mate with it. The larger creature was the female, assaulting a rival. They repainted their ship in submissive colours and the males and the female all left it alone." I stab the knife through my construct and… Slice neatly through the tendrils. They lose contact with the main mass 'outside' and immediately fall to the bottom of the construct and lie still.

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Yeah, thats just Star Trek.

 

[Ardy]

Wait, he said he'd try mind controlling it, then tried cutting it and never tried mine control. Did I miss something?

 

[Mr Zoat]

Wait, he said he'd try mind controlling it, then tried cutting it and never tried mine control. Did I miss something?

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He said that he could try mind controlling it, but decided to start with a physical investigation. Then things ran away from him.

 

[Ardy]

He said that he could try mind controlling it, but decided to start with a physical investigation. Then things ran away from him.

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Bet they wouldn't have run away from him if he tried mind controlling them. *angry face*

 

[Mr Zoat]

Bet they wouldn't have run away from him if he tried mind controlling them. *angry face*

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You can be happy that he paid attention during de-escalation training.

 

[Ardy]

You can be happy that he paid attention during de-escalation training.

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I miss his militant utilitarian phase, so I'M not happy he paid attention during de-escalation training.

 

[Mr Zoat]

18th August 2013
10:37 GMT -5

Ruins and wreckage surround us, broken buildings and shattered streets. Some partially surviving shop awnings show writing in Japanese, so… Japan. Further away I can see… One massively out of place skyscraper more than five times the height of the surrounding buildings, and… At least some intact buildings further away. No people immediately around us. No bullet casings or the residues of the sort of explosives that would be present if this was caused by conventional war…

Ah… Update?

18th November 1995
17:59 GMT +9

At the bottom of a gouge in the road I can see pipes and cables. One of the pipes has a drizzle of water sluggishly flowing from it, while the others… The gas pipe, electrical cable and telephone cable are all dead. I could take a look around with empathic vision and see if there are any people here, but…

This isn't the result of a firefight or bombing raid. This is the aftermath a superpower fight. And I don't want to-

"Fascinating." Lushun bends down and picks up a chunk of debris, staring at it intently.

-risk drawing attention until I know what happened.

"Not stone, not a clay brick…" He looks at me. "Do you know what this is made of?"

I take a look. "It's concrete."

"Concrete." He nods. "What's that?"

"It's a mixture of cement, sand, gravel and water. Cement can be made in a variety of ways, but the simplest uses crushed limestone."

"Is this your world, then?"

"No. This world is similar, but it's not the same." And Mazikeen doesn't have a Justice League communicator anyway. "Orange Lantern to Angelica Blaze, respond please."

Nothing. Lushun gradually pulls his eyes up from the gash in the street, looking at the wrecked buildings around us and then up-.

"What happened to that moon?"
Oh no.

It looks like its been… Blasted? The moon hasn't been fractured, but the surface looks more cratered that it should be and there's a halo of what I suspect to be scattered rock around it. What's the… Point of shooting up the near side of the moon?

"I don't know. It shouldn't look like that, if this world works in the same way as mine does. Is your magic working?"

He holds out his left hand, and the shadow effect he got from the spell he nearly used on Sareth and Xana reappears. "It's… Different, but the ambient power is similar enough to what there was on Ashan for me to metabolise it. Of course, the Staff of the Netherworld may well be making that easier."

"Do you know any spells that increase your survivability?"

"A few. Hm." He raises his staff slightly as turquoise light flares around his body. After a moment it dims and coalesces into… What looks a good deal like construct armour. "Arcane Armour. It lasts until it's destroyed, unlike Endurance or Deflect Missile. And wouldn't attract the attention of those hostile to users of Light Magic."

I nod. "Sensible." I consider asking if he can disguise it with an illusion, but he's an elf wearing clothing appropriate to the Dark Elf kingdom. That wouldn't make him stand out less.

Check my own armour… It's in good condition.

"Can you still detect her?"

"I… Could, but it seems to me that your rings are somewhat specific."

"How do you mean?"

"The magic of Ashan -of Asha and Urgash- is similar enough to the magic here that my spells still work. There are vast numbers of magicians of varying degrees of skill on Ashan, and I…" He looks around. "See little reason to assume that things are different here. If power is available then people will use it."

"So you think that people are more likely to be able to detect your magic than my ring scans?"

"A guess, true, but an educated one."

He has a point, except… If there's an alternate path to power, people might pick one over the other. Modern settings tend not to have all that much in the way of magic, but there's nothing here that I specifically recognise to tell me if I'm in a parallel that I already know about. A damaged moon should stick in my memory, but the only works of fiction I remember something like that happening in are Megas XLR (and Coop fixed it at the end of the episode), The Time Traveller (though that resulted in the moon being shattered), D.C. in the Legion of Superheroes era (thanks to the dominators shattering it), and… That's about it. Oh, and Dragonball, but they had multiple moons… I think? And that's not set on Earth.

Anyway, I-. Ah. That would be a start.

"Orange Lantern to any Lanterns in range of my voice. Please acknowledge."

And I wait. I wait as Lushan looks around. "What species lives here, do you think?"

"I recognise the writing, so I assume that it's either mostly or exclusively human."

"Are humans common on other worlds?"

"Yes."

"And elves?"

"Less so, and I'll warn you that 'Dark Elf' doesn't usually mean 'disputed a king's right to turn an elective monarchy into a hereditary monarchy'."

I give my rings a moment longer.

"What about the undead?"

"Certainly. My people's God of the Dead allows anyone who want to to just walk into the afterlife, and unless they do something stupid, walk out again. There are a group of transcendent ghost warriors liv-. Existing in a country in the northern part of my world. A few vampires around the place…"

No, no one's responding. I-.

My rings blink for a moment, and… Are those glowing eyes-? End. End.

The eyes vanish.

"That's a little worrying. Alright, the largest landmark is that tower, but I'd like to see if we can find some normal people and get some idea about what's going on. A civilisation this organised shouldn't leave damage like this without at least making a start on fixing them."

"Given what I can see that they've built, it does seem a little-"

"Crescent Beam!"

-strange-."

BWOOF!

A giant golden beam smacks into my armour, cracking it and sending my flying through the air and into a wrecked building! Construct armour! Stabilise! Construct shield!

I get my feet under me and brace just as the beam cuts out, and then… No immediate follow up. Unwise. Repair armour, construct armour and fly upwards-.

The instant I clear the ruin a giant… Golden glowing chain flies through the air towards me! I interpose my construct shield to block the initial strike, the drop down underneath it as it tried to wrap around me. Follow it back to the source-.

Why am I being attacked by a stripper?

 

[CrazyNoVa]

Why am I being attacked by a stripper?

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Considering what kind of SI fic this is, it was inevitable.

 

[BlueMangoAdea]

...Sailor Moon?

 

[Ciber]

Worm has poisoned my mind as I can only think of one golden nude boi.

 

[BR549]

the only works of fiction I remember something like that happening in are Megas XLR (and Coup fixed it at the end of the episode)

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Coop

Oh, and Dragonball, but they had multiple moons… I think? And that's not set on Earth.

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Actually, it is, just it's an alternate history with a geological point of departure.

"Crescent Beam!"

-strange-."

BWOOF!

A giant golden beam smacks into my armour, cracking it and sending my flying through the air and into a wrecked building! Construct armour! Stabilise! Construct shield!

I get my feet under me and brace just as the beam cuts out, and then… No immediate follow up. Unwise. Repair armour, construct armour and fly upwards-.

The instant I clear the ruin a giant… Golden glowing chain flies through the air towards me! I interpose my construct shield to block the initial strike, the drop down underneath it as it tried to wrap around me. Follow it back to the source-.

Why am I being attacked by a stripper?

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...oh, I see where we are now.

Hello there, Sailor Venus.

 

[Mr Zoat]

Coop

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Thank you, corrected.