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

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Man, people are going to think OL is cRaZy(ier) what with his talk of Evil fairies from the future.
 
Sorrow said:
Man, people are going to think OL is cRaZy(ier) what with his talk of Evil fairies from the future.
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He is known for committing genocide, baking giant cake and being literal Smote by the entire host of heaven, in the minds of everyone he probably reached peak crazy a long time ago.
 
PDV said:
A line a few lines later says she shouldn't look White.
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If you can find a picture of M'gann in Martian mode as a Green Martian, I'll be happy to replace it with that.
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He is having a video game made out of Vega, there is no way its not well known at this point, he's still a celebrity after all.
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No, it really isn't well known. The development team know about it, and a few politicians who read his report to the League, but it hasn't really peculated around the public sphere yet.
 
I suspect Mr. Smiliy Head. He is a member of the Light in this story, but mostly he HATES seeing rapid normal progress.

I think he is trying to overwhelm Paul, causing him to lose his long-term focus or give-up on trying to change the world because it is far to difficult.

Never trust the yellow-smiley face.
 
Gilhelmi said:
I suspect Mr. Smiliy Head. He is a member of the Light in this story, but mostly he HATES seeing rapid normal progress.

I think he is trying to overwhelm Paul, causing him to lose his long-term focus or give-up on trying to change the world because it is far to difficult.

Never trust the yellow-smiley face.
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Wha... never trust Zoat? What do you mean?
 
Gilhelmi said:
I suspect Mr. Smiliy Head. He is a member of the Light in this story, but mostly he HATES seeing rapid normal progress.

I think he is trying to overwhelm Paul, causing him to lose his long-term focus or give-up on trying to change the world because it is far to difficult.

Never trust the yellow-smiley face.
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Pretty sure boss smiley isn't part of the light. He probably has his fingers in the pie, but he's not an actual member.
 
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Realisticly, there's no way they could do that without him noticing immediately, that wouldn't also prevent him from noticing it without putting in substantial effort.

He has a power ring monitoring his entire anatomy down to a molecular level, which can, will, and has acted according to passive desires such as a desire for physical wellness or a desire to not be mind whammied. Getting through a enviromental shield and that, without him noticing, would be difficult to say the least.

Sneaking up on him when he wasn't wearing the ring would require that they somehow mind whammy him just right to prevent either him or the ring from noticing afterwards, without otherwise affecting him noticeably (because the people around him would have noticed, and we'd notice), which would be quite a accomplishment. And he's trained to notice and resist mind whammies, which would make it even harder. And he's got a powerful anti-magic defense which alerts him to magic usage, and he's switched them out at least once so far (which would circumvent the one and only 'stealthy' way we've seen to bypass them).

So... probably not likely. That, or the faeries are terrifyingly competent.
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probably not- i mean, their brilliant idea to fix their resource shortage is by making it worse by stealing resources from their own past, each raid logically making their position worse to the point that it has a good chance of negating the gains and THEN some- they're not exactly quiz-champion material, is what im saying...
 
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probably not- i mean, their brilliant idea to fix their resource shortage is by making it worse by stealing resources from their own past, each raid logically making their position worse to the point that it has a good chance of negating the gains and THEN some- they're not exactly quiz-champion material, is what im saying...
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But what if they show up at a point a catastrophe is supposed to happen (like, say, a meteor hitting Earth) historically (so like a time loop), steal technological resources like cars, then after a civilization falls, replace it with broken down junk, so that the next civilization can build.

Like, they know Earth is supposed to get invaded and lose, so they invade a month before, grab a bunch of military tech, and leave before anyone realizes what's going on, leaving Earth unprepared and making sure they lose anyways. They then replace some raw resources for the next civilization.
 
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Probably not- i mean, their brilliant idea to fix their resource shortage is by making it worse by stealing resources from their own past, each raid logically making their position worse to the point that it has a good chance of negating the gains and THEN some- they're not exactly quiz-champion material, is what im saying...
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Stealing resources from the past doesn't effect their present.
 
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Stealing resources from the past doesn't effect their present.
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They would have gotten the resources the long way around if they hadn't taken them. This only makes sense if they're actually from an alternate future that is in a "pocket universe", or they know the resources would be lost somehow anyways (tossed into space, taken by invaders...)
 
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Stealing resources from the past doesn't effect their present.
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Yeah, you're completely right here. DC's concept of 'time' is so convoluted and nonsensical that you can pretty much do whatever wherever whenever and it can do literally anything from everything to nothing to all things or no things at any time or no time at all.

If reading that gave you a headache, that should give you an idea of the situation.
 
Guys from Gotham (part 13)
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    Detective Bullock ambles ahead of us through the Gotham Police headquarters. "Jeez, don't you kids ever sleep?"

    Robin shrugs. "You're awake too."

    Despite the weight I've taken off him during our altercations, Bullock hasn't altered his gait or style of dress. Has he..? Not noticed? No. No.

    "I get paid overtime. An' anyway, I'll take time off later. Things are going crazy t'night."

    "Tell me about it."

    He stops just outside the CCTV room, looking back my way. "Some nut job nearly took out the Breed Building."

    "It looked structurally unsound to me. Also, I think that might cause your job to become a little easier."

    "I doubt it."

    He pushes the door open and nods at the people manning the screens. A WayneTech experimental pattern recognition system, it's supposed to be able to detect crimes and notify police faster than someone can phone 911. And it… Kind of works. Except that without a teleportation system all they can do is call the nearest car, so in the case of violent crimes… Well, the survival rate is higher, but at the moment this would have been better stationed in the local ambulance depot.

    Richard is already-. Hang on. This place has basic wards which prevent me remote-accessing it, but I don't believe for a moment that the Bat-family don't have a back door. Why are we here rather than the Cave? Can't ask him out loud, not with people around.

    "What're you kids looking for, anyway?"

    "We want to know where Alice's gang came from."

    Bullock frowns. "Alice. As in, Mad Hatter?"

    "According to her, no."

    He smirks. "If I was fuckin' Hatter I wouldn't 'fess to it neither."

    …

    U-uh.

    "Say that again and I'll make a hologram of it so that you can't get the image out of your head either."

    "Okay, I've got the van." Thank you, Richard. "Tracking it back…"

    "How did they get in?"

    "Looks like they had the key."

    "Shit. Has someone checked their cleaner? Gardener? Whoever else-?"

    "Why?" Bullock shrugs. "If the gang killed 'em, they aren't gunna get deader, are they? You already got the gang, so we don't need t' rush on their account. Tetch is still in Arkham, you got their boss… These kinda people don't do backup traps for the side-targets."

    "You think they're dead."

    "I think we only got so many people, an' with other shit happening there ain't no point calling 'em off to go knockin' on doors tonight." He sees my expression and shrugs. "You wanna go look in on 'em while Robin plays with his computer, be my guest."

    …

    No, I can't. Been a while since I've hit a wall like this, but right now Gotham doesn't feel like mine. It's being stupid, as daft an anthropomorphism as that is. Right now I'm in the mood to kick it, not pick it up. I could fly to their homes… Yes, Richard can contact me by phone when he has something a little more concrete.

    "True. Robin, do you need me here?"

    "Got it!"

    "Huh?"

    "Come on, Oh El. It's just tracking a truck. Well, three trucks. And it doesn't look like they got the key from the mayor's staff. Not recently, anyway."

    He presses a button on his arm computer, and the image expands.

    "See, they switched vehicles twice, but they started out-."

    I close my eyes. "An abandoned warehouse on the waterfront?"

    "Hey, have you been to Gotham before?"

    "Yes."

    "Good guess, but no. This time it was an abandoned warehouse just off the waterfront."

    "Someone should really pull those down."

    "Fewer abandoned warehouses this year than last year. If the economy keeps getting stronger, supervillains might have to start renting."

    "Anyone-?" Why am I asking him? Ring?

    Unable to detect anyone in the designated building.

    "Computer doesn't think there's anyone else there, but that area doesn't have good coverage."

    Right. Anything that suggests a resolution. I

    step out

    and appear at the warehouse, orange filaments flicking out as I upgrade the local camera network so Richard can follow me. Hopefully they only warded the edge of the property, because if I have to manually deactivate a bunch of wards my mood is only going to get worse.

    "Orange Lantern to Robin."

    "Area looks clear, Oh El. Ah, I know I said they don't leave traps, but they sometimes leave one big one."

    I look around, searching for the glow of a sophont mind. "At this time of day the only thing to hit around here is me, and I'm pretty sure I can take a few gas canisters going up. Proceeding."

    The chain and padlock on the gate look old, but the lock mechanism is new and well-oiled. They were unchaining it each time. The chain looks about as weathered as the surrounding metal and I'm not seeing an obvious cut point-.

    Why am I doing this?

    I cut the chains, construct armour appearing around me as I stride forward. Nothing worrying so far. Infrared? No. X-rays? Eh, the metal's too thick to get much that way. Sonics? Nothing of any significance. I reach the warehouse itself and then don my armour and phase through the metal.

    Inside… Stripped warehouse. There's a bench with a couple of gas burners which appears to have been used as a makeshift kitchen. There's a plastic barrel part-filled with water and several discarded plates.

    "Looks like you were right. People have been spending time here."

    Drugs drugs drugs? Some amphetamines. No Smilex. And no Alice-clothing. And no traps. Ring, is there an office or-?

    Oh great.
     
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    Drugs drugs drugs? Some amphetamines. No Smilex. And no Alice-clothing. And no traps. Ring, is there an office or-?

    Oh great.
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    Sometimes I wonder if Zoat is so dedicated to writing because it means he gets to leave people on a cliff hanger every day of the week.

    I mean, If I was writing I'd consider it a plus.
     
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    Detective Bullock ambles ahead of us through the Gotham Police headquarters. "Jeez, don't you kids ever sleep?"

    Robin shrugs. "You're awake too."

    Despite the weight I've taken off him during our altercations, Bullock hasn't altered his gait or style of dress. Has he..? Not noticed? No. No.
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    You think he'd alter his lifestyle anyway? How naive. He's a good guy, but he's also a bigger ass than Guy. Original, 'Brain Damage'-flavour Guy.

    "I get paid overtime. An' anyway, I'll take time off later. Things are going crazy t'night."

    "Tell me about it."

    He stops just outside the CCTV room, looking back my way. "Some nut job nearly took out the Breed Building."
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    It was an eyesore anyway. Gotham could use some urban redevelopment.

    "It looked structurally unsound to me. Also, I think that might cause your job to become a little easier."

    "I doubt it."
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    Alas, too true.

    He pushes the door open and nods at the people manning the screens. A WayneTech experimental pattern recognition system, it's supposed to be able to detect crimes and notify police faster than someone can phone 911. And it… Kind of works. Except that without a teleportation system all they can do is call the nearest car, so in the case of violent crimes… Well, the survival rate is higher, but at the moment this would have been better stationed in the local ambulance depot.
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    Which says a lot about Gotham's local government's priorities. And if it's at the ambulance dispatch, the medics could end up walking into a Weirdo caper.

    Richard is already-. Hang on. This place has basic wards which prevent me remote-accessing it, but I don't believe for a moment that the Bat-family don't have a back door. Why are we here rather than the Cave? Can't ask him out loud, not with people around.

    "What're you kids looking for, anyway?"

    "We want to know where Alice's gang came from."
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    "I know, it sounds kind of stupid, but..."

    Bullock frowns. "Alice. As in, Mad Hatter?"

    "According to her, no."

    He smirks. "If I was fuckin' Hatter I wouldn't 'fess to it neither."
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    Excuse me while I try not to gag... ... <shudder>

    …

    U-uh.

    "Say that again and I'll make a hologram of it so that you can't get the image out of your head either."
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    Oh, thank Aphrodite you censored it...

    "Okay, I've got the van." Thank you, Richard. "Tracking it back…"

    "How did they get in?"

    "Looks like they had the key."
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    Hmm... Inside job, sloppy security company or...

    "Shit. Has someone checked their cleaner? Gardener? Whoever else-?"

    "Why?" Bullock shrugs. "If the gang killed 'em, they aren't gunna get deader, are they? You already got the gang, so we don't need t' rush on their account. Tetch is still in Arkham, you got their boss… These kinda people don't do backup traps for the side-targets."

    "You think they're dead."
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    Well... Gotham Weirdo. It's easy to assume the worst.

    "I think we only got so many people, an' with other shit happening there ain't no point calling 'em off to go nockin' on doors tonight." He sees my expression and shrugs. "You wanna go look in on 'em while Robin plays with his computer, be my guest."
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    Correction unless it's his accent: 'go knockin' on'

    No, I can't. Been a while since I've hit a wall like this, but right now Gotham doesn't feel like mine. It's being stupid, as daft an anthropomorphism as that is. Right now I'm in the mood to kick it, not pick it up. I could fly to their homes… Yes, Richard can contact me by phone when he has something a little more concrete.
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    Welp, his patience has run out. Time to go do some righteous face-punching, relieve that stress.

    "True. Robin, do you need me here?"

    "Got it!"

    "Huh?"

    "Come on, Oh El. It's just tracking a truck. Well, three trucks. And it doesn't look like they got the key from the mayor's staff. Not recently, anyway."
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    Ominous.

    He presses a button on his arm computer, and the image expands.

    "See, they switched vehicles twice, but they started out-."

    I close my eyes. "An abandoned warehouse on the waterfront?"

    "Hey, have you been to Gotham before?"
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    If it works, it works. As Joker would likely say: "It's about the look of the thing, you know!"

    "Yes."

    "Good guess, but no. This time it was an abandoned warehouse just off the waterfront."

    "Someone should really pull those down."
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    "I'd be happy to volunteer..."

    "Fewer abandoned warehouses this year than last year. If the economy keeps getting stronger, supervillains might have to start renting."

    "Anyone-?" Why am I asking him? Ring?

    Unable to detect anyone in the designated building.

    "Computer doesn't think there's anyone else there, but that area doesn't have good coverage."
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    That's easily fixed. Give OL a moment.

    Right. Anything that suggests a resolution. I

    step out

    and appear at the warehouse, orange filaments flicking out as I upgrade the local camera network so Richard can follow me. Hopefully they only warded the edge of the property, because if I have to manually deactivate a bunch of wards my mood is only going to get worse.
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    At this point, any jackass tries it with him, they'll be eating railgun slugs. Crumblers, if he's feeling sassy.

    "Orange Lantern to Robin."

    "Area looks clear, Oh El. Ah, I know I said they don't leave traps, but they sometimes leave one big one."

    I look around, searching for the glow of a sophont mind. "At this time of day the only thing to hit around here is me, and I'm pretty sure I can take a few gas canisters going up. Proceeding."
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    And Murphy pricks up his ears.

    The chain and padlock on the gate look old, but the lock mechanism is new and well-oiled. They were unchaining it each time. The chain looks about as weathered as the surrounding metal and I'm not seeing an obvious cut point-.

    Why am I doing this?

    I cut the chains, construct armour appearing around me as I stride forward. Nothing worrying so far. Infrared? No. X-rays? Eh, the metal's too thick to get much that way. Sonics? Nothing of any significance. I reach the warehouse itself and then don my armour and phase through the metal.
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    Ah, high-level gear in a low-level area. Second only to hacks.

    Inside… Stripped warehouse. There's a bench with a couple of gas burners which appears to have been used as a makeshift kitchen. There's a plastic barrel part-filled with water and several discarded plates.

    "Looks like you were right. People have been spending time here."

    Drugs drugs drugs? Some amphetamines. No Smilex. And no Alice-clothing. And no traps. Ring, is there an office or-?

    Oh great.
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    Now, is that an expression of annoyance at the lack of anything useful, or of discovering a further complication...

    Well, OL's temper is wearing thin. Let's hope nothing breaks the last straw, or Batman might find a very different city when he gets home...
     
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    They would have gotten the resources the long way around if they hadn't taken them. This only makes sense if they're actually from an alternate future that is in a "pocket universe", or they know the resources would be lost somehow anyways (tossed into space, taken by invaders...)
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    They are from like a billion years in the future. Renewable resources have millenia to renew. Non renewable resources don't replenish at all and would have in most likely have been used up in the meantime.
     
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