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

[Stsword]

The comment from Paul about church made me realize that all the Nazis are probably "good Christians". However, what they believe is right isn't necessarily what the Silver City thinks is right. This means they might be worshipping a religion that'll send them to Hell when they die. How would Overgirl react to that? Especially since Hitler is there as well? That'll at least make her realize her world is seriously messed up.

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Maybe not actually.

You see Hitler wanted all the control, so either Christianity had to get in his back pocket or be destroyed, like how the labor union leaders got sent to the concentration camps so the Nazis could set up labor unions that were really about letting the Nazis have even more control.

But by and large, the German Christians, even those who were good little nazis, saw changing their denomination as a step too far.

"The Nazis eventually gave up their attempt to co-opt Christianity, and made little pretense at concealing their contempt for Christian beliefs, ethics and morality. Unable to comprehend that some Germans genuinely wanted to combine commitment to Christianity and Nazism, some members of the SS even came to view German Christians as almost more of a threat than the Confessing Church."

So unless this Hitler had better luck at getting Christianity to heel and play fetch, then Overgirl is from an Earth where Nazis had decades to go to war with Christianity (metaphorically in some cases, probably quite literally in others).

 

[ForeverShogo]

Uh, the British probably wouldn't have been wiped out. They would have been Germanized. (Unless by "wiped out" you just mean they were annexed.)

The British fit the Nazis ideas of being racially acceptable.

And of course there's a lot of Anglo-Saxon and Germanic settlement when it comes to the European population of the United States. With Germans and Nordics being especially prominent in the American Midwest.

In fact, German was so prominent that large swathes of America were effectively bilingual. What ended up crushing that down and putting a greater emphasis on English was the First World War. Where an emphasis on English was seen as a patriotic affirmation of loyalty to America.

Anyways . . . These are basically the groups the Nazis put at the very top of the racial hierarchy: Scandinavians and the rest of the Nordic countries (Norwegians, Swedes, Danes, Icelanders, and Faroese), ethnic Germans (including Austrians, Banat Swabians, as well as Sudeten, Baltic and Volga Germans), Alemannic Swiss, Liechtensteiners, Luxembourgers, the Dutch, Flemings, Afrikaners, Frisians and the English.

The Han Chinese and the Japanese were given Honorary Aryan status, and thought of as the Aryans of the East.

The Finnish were initially considered to be non-Nordic, but they proved useful enough that in 1942 Hitler officially declared that they be designated and treated as a Nordic people.

The northern French were considered to be racially close but not so much as to be considered peers.

The Nazis regarded central/southern Italians, Spanish, Portuguese, southern French, and Greeks as sharing a similar origin with Germans from ancient Indo-Aryan migration, but being almost purely of a distinct so-called Mediterranean race. Despite classifying these populations as Aryans, and regarding them as superior in the arts compared to Nordics and Germans, the Nazis considered them less industrious than predominantly Nordic peoples like the Germans and English, and thus marginally inferior to the Nordic race.

They also considered Persians to be Aryans, and Iran actually changed its name from Persia to Iran as an act of Aryan solidarity with the Nazis.

The Arabs were considered to be different but not inferior. North African Berbers were considered a type of Aryan. Turkic peoples, like in Turkey and the various Stans of Central Asia, were considered to be acceptable. (Hitler refused to accept that the Bulgarians were Slavic and considered them Turkish.

I could go on . . . But the tl;dr of it all?

As long as you were European, North African, Middle Eastern, Central Asian, Japanese, or Han Chinese and the Nazis didn't think you were Jewish or Slavic? You were basically racially acceptable to them. At least in a "do not kill or terrorize" sense. If you were anything else? They probably wanted to kill or sterilize you.

 

[Cuchulin]

Sixty years is nowhere near enough time to kill a language as widespread as English. Okay, Britain got wiped out. America. Canada. Australia. India. To start. Sixty years is three generations. Even if the regime were to outlaw the language, there would be tens of millions of people over 40 who still learned their mother tongue while the nazis were still becoming the dominant world power. If Welsh isn't a dead language with less than a million speakers, there is no way in hell the number of English speakers could be reduced below that in sixty years.

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Also New Zealand, Hong Kong and other parts of British China, various pacific islands controlled by Great Britain, South Africa, Egypt was controlled by Great Britain... they say the sun never set on the British Empire for good reason after all. Also even if Welsh died out in Great Britain it may survive in South America where i'm pretty sure there are some Welsh speakers IRL.

 

[Eponymic]

"Good morning, 'Miss Zatara'."

She blinks, then rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "Amon, stop calling me that."

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Not sure if that should be in orange quotes.

 

[Aeess]

Not sure if that should be in orange quotes.

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It should, the SI called her that jokingly based on Amon referring to Zatanna as miss Zatara in front of him.

 

[Vaermina]

Do note, their Nazi League has not had the benefit of a minmaxing munchkin like the SI pointing out the obvious to them. Their heaviest hitter--Overman--most likely still doesn't have a radiation shield.

If Paul took it upon himself to defeat their Nazi League, I would give him fairly decent odds of winning. See his panicked one round wipe of Earth-12's League. In addition to them, there's the entire world's worth of Nazi soldiers with advanced weaponry reverse-engineered from Kryptonian tech. Those might potentially be more trouble than a handful of brightly costumed thugs whose weaknesses and capabilities he roughly knows.

That said, the same problem applies to the Syndicate world. Merely beating down the state-sponsored jackbooted superheroes would only leave a bigger mess in its wake. To properly realign the entire world with his own desires and stop them from being Nazis would be a significant undertaking he's very much not invested in. He'd win the fight, but give up on the war as a lost cause. That or deploy Best Snake and apply mass mind control and be done with it.

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Except Overman is a killer and has the power level of Silver Age Superman.

And Earth 10 itself is Silver Age Krypton level tech wise.

So to reiterate the point, barring dues author machina, Paul would lose.

 

[Lazurman]

Except Overman is a killer and has the power level of Silver Age Superman.

And Earth 10 itself is Silver Age Krypton level tech wise.

So to reiterate the point, barring dues author machina, Paul would lose.

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"Oh, he's punching me. Accelerate. Thank goodness for this kinetic belt that can block punches from kryptonians. Omnidirectional gold kryptonite wave. Shockcrown."

Bam. Done deal.

Silver Age, Shmilver Age; Overman ain't infallible or omnipotent. OL has enough tools and experience as a superhero to remain relevant for at least a moment. And a moment is all he'll need to render Overman a mere mortal. That's something that holds true across just about every version of Superman I've ever seen: Kryptonite Works. Assuming Paul knows he's going up against a hostile kryptonian, he can instantly flash-forge kryptonite in any desired amount or color. I don't see why this'd be any different.

 

[DAT_NOOB]

"Oh, he's punching me. Accelerate. Thank goodness for this kinetic belt that can block punches from kryptonians. Omnidirectional gold kryptonite wave. Shockcrown."

Bam. Done deal.

Silver Age, Shmilver Age; Overman ain't infallible or omnipotent. OL has enough tools and experience as a superhero to remain relevant for at least a moment. And a moment is all he'll need to render Overman a mere mortal. That's something that holds true across just about every version of Superman I've ever seen: Kryptonite Works. Assuming Paul knows he's going up against a hostile kryptonian, he can instantly flash-forge kryptonite in any desired amount or color. I don't see why this'd be any different.

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In the words of a different, equally evil superman "A thought based weapon against someone who can move at ten times the speed of thought? Not too smart colonel."

 

[Mr Zoat]

14th March
22:38 GMT +1

Angelika pushes open the door and steps inside, visibly braced for whatever depravity she may find inside. And… Yes, as expected: a disappointment. It's a bar, not a club or 'love hotel'. People of all ages-. All ages who can legally order alcohol, are chatting and drinking and, yes, almost all of them are women and I can see the violet strands in a good number of cases, but nothing is happening that isn't comfortably PG.

That doesn't seem to be helping Angelika. She's sort of stopped just inside the entrance, and she's getting a few puzzled glances. Sure, people come here in fancy dress sometimes, but-. Huh, I suppose that the single red 'S' isn't an obvious National Socialist symbol, if people can even see it in the low light of the bar.

I step around her and approach the bar, a barmaid shrugging to the patron she was talking to before walking over.

"Are you in the right place?"

"I didn't realise that it was exclusive."

"No, no." She shakes her head. "But sometimes tourists come in here without knowing who drinks here."

"We're here to meet someone, but first…" I turn my head towards Angelika. "Angelika? Do you want something?"

Overhearing or not, she doesn't appear to be listening.

I turn back to the bar.

"Liqueur, I think. I'll have an orange juice."

"Are you driving?"

"I'm on call. She's not."

She turns away, opens the bar's fridge and pulls out an orange juice bottle. "Any particular liquor, or should I just pick one?"

"Something local? And good?"

"Okay. Nice Orange Lantern costume."

"Thank you, I made it myself."

"Who is she supposed to be?"

"Some sort of dark and gritty Supergirl reboot." She passes me the orange juice and then pulls out a tumbler from behind the bar. "It's not really my sort of thing, but she's a big fan."

The barmaid turns to an inverted bottle behind the bar with a picture of a beehive on it. "Single or double?"

"Best make it a double, I think."

She presses the glass upwards twice, golden liquid pouring into the glass. Then she turns back to me and puts it down next to my orange juice. I pay, using mild sleight of hand to disguise that I'm taking the euros out of subspace rather than my pocket, then pick up the glasses and turn back to Angelika.

"Have you adapted?"

Her eyes jerk back to me. "It's just a bar. These people are not a threat to me."

"Not a physical threat, but okay. Let me know if you need to leave."

Mrs and Dr Brauer have been watching us from the moment we entered, shuffling around their bench to make room as we thread our way through the crowd. I smile politely as we get to within talking distance.

"Mrs Brauer, thank you for agreeing to meet us."

Mrs Brauer and Angelika are regarding each other cautiously. One is a super-Nazi meeting the double degenerate doppelgänger of her aunt. The other is a medium-power superhero who knows how violent neo-Nazis can be and is fairly sure that she couldn't safely contain the woman opposite her because while she's about as strong and about as tough and heals faster she can't fly or shoot heat beams out of her eyes.

"That's fine."

I sit down opposite her wife. "Doctor Brauer."

She looks surprised for a moment, then shakes her head with a chuckle. "No, I kept my name. And please; Val's fine."

Angelika is standing next to the table, her eyes-. She's looking at the wedding rings, and Mrs Brauer stretches out her fingers to indicate that she's noticed the stare.

"Are you going to sit down?"

Angelika sits almost immediately. Perhaps due to the familiarity of the voice and the attitude of the speaker. They look at each other for a few moments, then Mrs Brauer nods.

"I'm Gerri Brauer, also known as Donner."

"Angelika Kant. Overgirl."

They continue looking at each other for a moment, before Mrs Brauer apparently decides that it's her job to take the lead.

"How long have you known the other me?"

"Twenty five years. She had known Overman for decades, and it felt natural to him to ask her to train me."

A lot of people don't realise that Mrs Brauer is in her seventies. I'd say that she looks less than half that, though obviously I wouldn't be so socially cack-handed as to make a technically accurate 'cradle robber' comment regarding her new wife. Another point on the Danner life expectancy graph. Maybe I should offer it to Paula? She hasn't asked…

"And.. she's.. a..?"

Angelika holds her head up proudly. "National Socialist. And you are… Not. Why not?"

"I.. grew up in post-War Germany. My parents tried very hard to bring me up 'properly', but there were so many competing influences that they could not keep me away from all of them. And they could not keep me from discovering the truth of the parts of National Socialism that they themselves were not particularly fond of. Once I became aware of those, the idea that the Third Empire was defined by strength and unity was not something I could continue to believe. And once that certainty was undermined, I became more open to other points of view." She shakes her head, glancing at her wife. "But only gradually. My parents' lessons were a large part of how I viewed the world."

"How did you..?" Angelika looks at Val for a moment. "…with women..?"

"I did not recognise that I liked other women for a long time. My parents had taught me that theirs was the correct way for romantic relationships to be conducted." She shrugs. "And since they were happy together from when they met to when they died, it seemed to work for them. I.. had male friends, but none I felt attracted to in a romantic way. And I had female friends…" Another shrug. "Some of them, I liked the way they looked. Some were very close friends, but… I had nothing to compare what I felt for them to."

Angelika nods, and I can practically feel her assembling the narrative in her head. Too much honesty and openness, a good and proper National Socialist woman is led astray by the degenerates all around her.

"What about your version of me? I imagine that she would have married decades ago."

"No. She did not. She… Did not think that she could justify leaving her role as a warrior heroine to have a family."

"Still? Is your Germany still at war?"

"… No. The Second World War finished in nineteen fifty eight, and we have maintained good relations with-" A glance at the half-Japanese Dr Kameya. "-the other world powers since then."

"She has not found time for a family in fifty years?"

"Terrorist attacks from surviving subhumans were common in the east. She had to move around a great deal."

"Angelika, this isn't going to help if you-."

"And she-. Had a girlfriend. Perhaps more than one, I only saw her with-."

Mrs Brauer frowns. "You saw her-?"

"She told me it was a prank!"

Mrs Brauer smiles fondly. "You must have been a very trusting girl. But what do you think now?"

 

[Citizen]

Surely it is all a ruse, a long-running prank that a good, right-thinking girl will have a fun chuckle at once the punchline hits.

 

[Handlewithcare]

Angelika is gearing up for an explosion, isn't she?

You can practically feel the strain.

 

[Vlad]

I cannot wait for when the mental breakdown comes in. Is she going to break the countryside, cry her eyes out or shut down and stare into infinity as her brain bluescreens.

 

[oct9010]

"Some sort of dark and gritty Supergirl reboot." She passes me the orange juice and then pulls out a tumbler from behind the bar. "It's not really my sort of thing, but she's a big fan."

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"Super-who?"

In this universe, the only 'Supergirl' is a human pyrokinetic who probably hasn't ever made the news in America, never mind Germany.

 

[Mr Zoat]

"Super-who?"

In this universe, the only 'Supergirl' is a human pyrokinetic who probably hasn't ever made the news in America, never mind Germany.

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Kara has been referred to in-universe as 'Supergirl', even though she's never been active in that capacity.

 

[Chojin Patriarch]

Angelika pushes open the door and steps inside, visibly braced for whatever depravity she may find inside. And… Yes, as expected: a disappointment. It's a bar, not a club or 'love hotel'. People of all ages-. All ages who can legally order alcohol, are chatting and drinking and, yes, almost all of them are women and I can see the violet strands in a good number of cases, but nothing is happening that isn't comfortably PG.

That doesn't seen to be helping Angelika. She's sort of stopped just inside the entrance, and she's getting a few puzzled glances. Sure, people come here in fancy dress sometimes, but-. Huh, I suppose that the single red 'S' isn't an obvious National Socialist symbol, if people can even see it in the low light of the bar.

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I bet she expected some sort of S&M club. Latex and leather corsets, people chained to racks and being whipped, that sort of thing? Or perhaps something like the Blue Oyster Club in Police Academy.

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I step around her and approach the bar, a barmaid shrugging to the patron she was talking to before walking over.

"Are you in the right place?"

"I didn't realise that it was exclusive."

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I mean, there are other men in the place... They can't all be homosexual, surely?

"No, no." She shakes her head. "But sometimes tourists come in here without knowing who drinks here."

"We're here to meet someone, but first…" I turn my head towards Angelika. "Angelika? Do you want something?"

Overhearing or not, she doesn't appear to be listening.

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I bet she's just in shock that it isn't some den of sexual depravity, like she probably expected it to be. But no, just a bar, a bunch of tables, and women enjoying each other's company...

I turn back to the bar.

"Liqueur, I think. I'll have an orange juice."

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Yeah, I think she's gonna need something hard to shake off the shock.

"Are you driving?"

"I'm on call. She's not."

She turns away, opens the bar's fridge and pulls out an orange juice bottle. "Any particular liquor, or should I just pick one?"

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Would Schnappes be a bit too much?

"Something local? And good?"

"Okay. Nice Orange Lantern costume."

"Thank you, I made it myself."

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Technically and literally true.

"Who is she supposed to be?"

"Some sort of dark and gritty Supergirl reboot." She passes me the orange juice and then pulls out a tumbler from behind the bar. "It's not really my sort of thing, but she's a big fan."

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Now, if anyone notices the similarity to older German military uniform styles...

The barmaid turns to an inverted bottle behind the bar with a picture of a beehive on it. "Single or double?"

"Best make it a double, I think."

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Hopefully something that will make even her shudder as it goes down...

She presses the glass upwards twice, golden liquid pouring into the glass. Then she turns back to me and puts it down next to my orange juice. I pay, using mild slight of hand to disguise that I'm taking the euros out of subspace rather than my pocket, then pick up the glasses and turn back to Angelika.

"Have you adapted?"

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"It's all so ordinary, isn't it? Not one bit of naughtiness in sight."

Her eyes jerk back to me. "It's just a bar. These people are not a threat to me."

"Not a physical threat, but okay. Let me know of you need to leave."

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How considerate of him...

Mrs and Dr Brauer have been watching us from the moment we entered, shuffling around their bench to make room as we thread our way through the crowd. I smile politely as we get to within talking distance.

"Mrs Brauer, thank you for agreeing to meet us."

Mrs Brauer and Angelika are regarding each other cautiously. One is a super-Nazi meeting the double degenerate doppelgänger of her aunt. The other is a medium-power superhero who knows how violent neo-Nazis can be and is fairly sure that she couldn't safely contain the woman opposite her because while she's about as strong and about as tough and heals faster she can't fly or shoot heat beams out of her eyes.

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Ah, original Golden Age Superman powerset. Faster than a speeding bullet (barely), More powerful than a locomotive (if it's not going too fast), able to leap tall buildings in a single bound (up to about five stories or so...)

"That's fine."

I sit down opposite her wife. "Doctor Brauer."

She looks surprised for a moment, then shakes her head with a chuckle. "No, I kept my name. And please; Val's fine."

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Well, it was the polite assumption. Thankfully she's not offended.

Angelika is standing next to the table, her eyes-. She's looking at the wedding rings, and Mrs Brauer stretches out her fingers to indicate that she's noticed the stare.

"Are you going to sit down?"

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"It's not like you'll immediately want to start munching carpet or anything."

Angelika sits almost immediately. Perhaps due to the familiarity of the voice and the attitude of the speaker. They look at each other for a few moments, then Mrs Brauer nods.

"I'm Gerri Brauer, also known as Donner."

"Angelika Kant. Overgirl."

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Well, she ain't throwing punches. Yet.

They continue looking at each other for a moment, before Mrs Brauer apparently decides that it's her job to take the lead.

"How long have you known the other me?"

"Twenty five years. She had known Overman for decades, and it felt natural to him to ask her to train me."

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Danner longevity for the win.

A lot of people don't realise that Mrs Brauer is in her seventies. I'd say that she looks less than half that, though obviously I wouldn't be so socially cack-handed as to make a technically accurate 'cradle robber' comment regarding her new wife. Another point on the Danner life expectancy graph. Maybe I should offer it to Paula? She hasn't asked…

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I'm sure it wouldn't be too hard to convince her, she's seen what Artemis can do by now. At worst, she'll have to relearn her martial arts.

"And.. she's.. a..?"

Angelika holds her head up proudly. "National Socialist. And you are… Not. Why not?"

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Ah, the big question. This will have a bigger impact on Overgirl than anything OL could say, I bet.

"I.. grew up in post-War Germany. My parents tried very hard to bring me up 'properly', but there were so many competing influences that they could not keep me away from all of them. And they could not keep me from discovering the truth of the parts of National Socialism that they themselves were particularly fond of. Once I became aware of those, the idea that the Third Empire was defined by strength and unity was not something I could continue to believe. And once that certainty was undermined, I became more open to other points of view." She shakes her head, glancing at her wife. "But only gradually. My parents' lessons were a large part of how I viewed the world."

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Something of a teenage rebellion, 'rejecting your parent's ideals' thing in part, I suppose.

"How did you..?" Angelika looks at Val for a moment. "…with women..?"

"I did not recognised that I liked other women for a long time. My parents had taught me that theirs was the correct way for romantic relationships to be conducted." She shrugs. "And since they were happy together from when they met to when they died, it seemed to work for them. I.. had male friends, but none I felt attracted to in a romantic way. And I had female friends…" Another shrug. "Some of them, I liked the way they looked. Some were very close friends, but… I had nothing to compare what I felt for them to."

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All too common a story throughout the world, superhuman strength or not.

Angelika nods, and I can practically feel her assembling the narrative in her head. Too much honesty and openness, a good and proper National Socialist woman is led astray by the degenerates all around her.

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<sigh> Still too devoted...

"What about your version of me? I imagine that she would have married decades ago."

"No. She did not. She… Did not think that she could justify leaving her role as a warrior heroine to have a family."

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Because of course she'd be expected to abandon all other things to raise children. Some things are better left in the past...

"Still? Is your Germany still at war?"

"… No. The Second World War finished in nineteen fifty eight, and we have maintained good relations with-" A glance at the half-Japanese Dr Kameya. "-the other world powers since then."

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I'm sure that's only a matter of time before someone start looking to expand their territory... Maybe not this century, but eventually...

"She has not found time for a family in fifty years?"

"Terrorist attacks from surviving subhumans were common in the east. She had to move around a great deal."

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Ooh, and out come the justifications...

"Angelika, this isn't going to help if you-."

"And she-. Had a girlfriend. Perhaps more than one, I only saw her with-."

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Huh. Well, she did say she would turn a blind eye to things...

Mrs Brauer frowns. "You saw her-?"

"She told me it was a prank!"

Mrs Brauer smiles fondly. "You must have been a very trusting girl. But what do you think now?"

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Oh, boy, here we go...

Is it me, or does it seem Overgirl is listening to Donner more than she did OL? It's because of the resemblance isn't it? Despite her repeated acknowledgement that no, this isn't 'Aunty Gerri', she's still slipping into that 'dutiful student' role...

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Let me know of you need to leave.

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Let me know if you need to leave.

"I did not recognised that I liked...

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"I did not recognise that I liked...

 

[Bigreader]

Kara has been referred to in-universe as 'Supergirl', even though she's never been active in that capacity.

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Exactly. Does anyone but the super people know about her? Kara i mean.

 

[Ardy]

Can I just point out the pun everyone has glossed over so far. Superman has super hearing, she has over hearing, he has super vision, she has over sight...

 

[nick012000]

Angelika pushes open the door and steps inside, visibly braced for whatever depravity she may find inside. And… Yes, as expected: a disappointment. It's a bar, not a club or 'love hotel'. People of all ages-. All ages who can legally order alcohol, are chatting and drinking and, yes, almost all of them are women and I can see the violet strands in a good number of cases, but nothing is happening that isn't comfortably PG.

That doesn't seen to be helping Angelika. She's sort of stopped just inside the entrance, and she's getting a few puzzled glances. Sure, people come here in fancy dress sometimes, but-. Huh, I suppose that the single red 'S' isn't an obvious National Socialist symbol, if people can even see it in the low light of the bar.

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Honestly, even if she'd been in a full Nazi SS uniform, I doubt she'd have drawn too many looks in a bar like this anywhere that wasn't Germany. It's not too uncommon for Nazi uniforms to be used as part of sexual roleplay. It'd probably get her some propositions from some of the subbier patrons who are up for some femdom, though.

 

[gustyeagle]

Exactly. Does anyone but the super people know about her? Kara i mean.

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Supergirl is the natural name for an individual who is both super and a girl.

 

[Cuchulin]

Can I just point out the pun everyone has glossed over so far. Superman has super hearing, she has over hearing, he has super vision, she has over sight...

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LOL!!

 

[Mquz]

Supergirl is the natural name for an individual who is both super and a girl.

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Yes - but telling a random woman she's a gritty supergirl ripoff doesn't make sense, when Supergirl isn't active and very few people know she exists - though her being a rip-off of the pyrokinetic one also somewhat makes sense.

 

[Vaermina]

"Oh, he's punching me. Accelerate. Thank goodness for this kinetic belt that can block punches from kryptonians. Omnidirectional gold kryptonite wave. Shockcrown."

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Except he's already dead because Silver Age Overman, who is thousands of times stronger and faster then Earth-14 superman, punched straight through the inertial field, which isn't a no limits fallacy, and has actual hard limits on how much kinetic energy it can absorb.

Which I am guessing is something you didn't know because of how obscure Rocket is as a character.

On that note, if Zoat had Gold Kryptonite effect Overman that would be a Dues Author Machina since being a Silver Age Kryptonian he wouldn't naturally be vulnerable to it.

 

[DAT_NOOB]

Yes - but telling a random woman she's a gritty supergirl ripoff doesn't make sense, when Supergirl isn't active and very few people know she exists - though her being a rip-off of the pyrokinetic one also somewhat makes sense.

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I'm sure pornhub has taken care of that in-universe.

 

[Mquz]

I'm sure pornhub has taken care of that in-universe.

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Pornhub doesn't seem to be as creative as you seem to think it is.

 

[DAT_NOOB]

Pornhub doesn't seem to be as creative as you seem to think it is.

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Ok then maybe the martin woman hunter did something?

 

[Darko]

I read Maxx's post earlier about why he is so invested in Overgirls rehabilitaion, while he killed the Citadelians and i think i have an answer.
One is that he saw it as necessary to kill the Citadel at the time, but if you remember in Jiggity Jig he was trying to find peaceful solutions to the conflict, partially to feel better about himself and try to create peace that does not require mass death.
It could be that because she looks more like a human that he finds it easier to relate to her, while he doesn't have extreme prejudices concerning aliens and their diffrent apperances i am pretty sure that he prefers to be in a room with those that look more humanoid.
Overgirl also isn't driven to be a nazi or evil by her very genetic structure. The Citadelians were created to be brutish thugs and nothing else, and demons in this story, barring a few exceptions, seem to literary be made of pure evil and aren't able to bcome better. Demon Constantine is made of pure hate and loathing. While it is tragic how he came to be, the SI probably doesn't consider him to be capable of becoming better. He has said that he hates demons and has several prejudices. A people that aren't able to become better and more civilized is one of those.
He also killed the Citadelians because they didn't exactly follow of him of their free will, he mind controlled them. Kori was upset that he killed them, but he defended himself saying that because he controlled them to help him, instead of doing it of their own free will, he doesn't have any obligation aside from the token one he gave them.
Overgirl has doubts about her beliefs and way of life and the SI is willing to use those to try to convert her.
She has killed people that have fought against the government that she served, but most commited actions that we would consider terrorism, like Sivana 10 selling superhumans to attack civilians, instead of freedom fighters like we are shown in fiction.

 

[Stsword]

Yes - but telling a random woman she's a gritty supergirl ripoff doesn't make sense, when Supergirl isn't active and very few people know she exists - though her being a rip-off of the pyrokinetic one also somewhat makes sense.

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I have no idea where you're getting this idea few people know she exists.

She's well known enough that Linda Danvers from Leesburg Virginia knew who she was and resented her enough to want to besmirch her reputation.

 

[Darko]

People have also probably cosplayed as genderbent versions of superheroes, so some may have dressed up as a female Superman and probably taken a more edgy look.

 

[Prince Charon]

Honestly, even if she'd been in a full Nazi SS uniform, I doubt she'd have drawn too many looks in a bar like this anywhere that wasn't Germany. It's not too uncommon for Nazi uniforms to be used as part of sexual roleplay. It'd probably get her some propositions from some of the subbier patrons who are up for some femdom, though.

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Probably not that common in Germany, due to local laws, though.

 

[nick012000]

Probably not that common in Germany, due to local laws, though.

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Like I said, "anywhere but Germany".