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

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"Lion-O."

"King Lion-O."
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Maybe it's Grayven that has spoiled me with the trolls because I expected Yellow Lantern Paul to say just
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"Oh congratulations! Of?"
"Huh?"
"I am congratulating you on establishing your new Kingdom. And asking what lands and people you are are King of. After all, it sure isn't anywhere near here!"
 
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Here's the thing, 2011 Lion-O would never be a good king. He's exactly the wrong person for the job. He's decent for leading a co-allition, or a rebellion, or a coup. Which is good, because that's what he needs to do after Mumm-ra fucks everything up.

But he'd probably have been happier as one of the warrior monks or even a court magician. He should have been apprenticed to some sort of scholar, I think he'd be genuinely a better archeologist or explorer than King.

See 2011 Lion-O some how managed to not pick up a single inkling of how politics works, nor how to pick up on people's intents.

Frankly he's kind the perfect example of why sometimes the adopted kid should get the throne, and the blood child should be shuffled into a place where they can pursue their actual areas of competence.
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Yeah, that's kinda what I thought. He's not a bad person, as evidenced by him actually listening to the lizard-person who called him out on being a self-righteous jackass, but he's got a lot to learn before he'd be considered a good king.
 
Lantern Corps, Ho!
Day 297
Mid morning

Patience.

"…my people. I'm their king…"

Patience, and fixing him with a steady stare while the rest of my face remains completely still. And not responding with word or gesture.

"…like you run the place while I'm fighting…"

I can feel Khoah's love and hope as tiny disruptions in the aura of fear that usually surrounds me. People see my closest confidant so obviously happy… No, no, it isn't a problem.

"…forcing people to work…"

Or rather, it's not an existential problem for the community. We're.. not at the level of desperation which we were after the sacking of the City of Thundera. I can afford to be something other than a stern-faced judge and executioner. After all, it is best to be loved and feared rather than either alone.

"…stole my sword…"

The boy is unnerved, and that as much as anything else is making him irrational. And he knows it. He knows that he's failing some sort of unspoken test, but he just can't control himself. I'd assign blame to his youth, but the people of this land can't afford to wait for him to get his head on straight.

"…say something!"

I wait a moment as Lion-O glares and gets his breath back, but he doesn't appear to feel the need to continue his rant. Cheetara's remained quiet, but her eyes occasionally drift to the Sword of Omens now at Pumyra's hip. I'm not sure if whatever supernatural abilities this version has would allow her to break out of the wrought iron bonds holding her wrists behind her back. But even if she can, I'm confident that I can deal with it.

I lean forward slightly.

"If you've quite finished?"

"Let us-" He takes a half-pace forward and beside me Pumyra's right hand tightens on her newly acquired sword. Cheetara spots that, her fear for Lion-O flaring momentarily as she realises that she might not be able to save him if he persists in his stupidity. "-go, you-."

I raise my right hand, glowing construct chains attaching themselves to his arms, legs and neck and pulling him to the ground to grovel before me. I add a solid faceplate to cover his mouth and then force him into a kneeling position.

And then I walk over to him and bend down, so that my mouth is closer to his right ear.

"If you've quite finished?"

"Mrrrrrrugh!"

I straighten up and go back to staring down at him. Since my… Harrowing meditation under the ring's influence I've found that certain things -such as staring unflinchingly- are far easier than they once were. He doesn't have that advantage, and he's trying to maintain eye contact anyway. Again, it just makes him appear weak.

"Then in no particular order. You are the king of no-one. Thundera fell. Its rulers dead or… Fled."

"Mry ruruh urgh!"

"I took charge because I had the power to protect those who submitted to my authority and the power to enforce my rule. People stayed because I was able to organise them into a society that is capable of feeding itself. Their numbers further bolstered by those cats I freed from lizard and rat slavers… And the lizards I freed from Slithe."

Cheetara frowns. "Why would Slithe take other lizards prisoner?"

"Because they don't serve Mumm-Ra." I keep staring at Lion-O as I answer her. "For the most part, the lizards who attacked Thundera did so to reclaim the lands the cats took from them and to prevent any possibility of another reversal. Slithe was their war chief, not their king. With their objective complete, they want to go home. Slithe won't allow that, and he's been quite brutal in making examples of those who challenge his orders."

"Moving swiftly on." Lion-O's eyes are watering and he's forced to look away. "You don't rule here because, as I said, you left. You ran after Mumm-Ra rather than protect your people. And while I'm willing to blame that on your youth and inexperience rather than any underlying defect of character, that abandonment means that there's little residual affection for you here. Pumyra in particular was quite put out that you didn't stop to dig her out of the rubble as you ran right past her on your way out."

"People here work so that there is food. The lizards' army fed itself by taking food from local farms and granaries. The farmers then fled. Before I started doing this no one was planting. And if the fields are not planted then there will be no food. Everyone will starve." I bring my face closer to his. "Do you understand why that is bad?"

He briefly meets my eyes again, and gives me a small nod. I pull back, my eyes still locked on his, and dismiss the construct chains holding him.

"I don't know why you're here. I'm mildly concerned that your presence will prove disruptive, but that potential damage is minimised by you leaving promptly. As for your sword? It will be returned when you leave."

I feel the change in Pumyra's posture. No, I didn't expect that would make her happy. And there is a.. value in having another weapon like my own sword around. But the Sword of Omens would just make us too big of a target, and without a personal lantern I can't fight the sort of force Mumm-Ra could throw at me. Oh, I'd be fine, but everything I've been building would be utterly destroyed. And while I'm sure that she'll demand an explanation, I've taught her to do things like that in private. And even if I hadn't, she wouldn't undermine me in front of the man she hates.

"Is there anything else?"

He cautiously rises to his feet. "We're still-. We need to fight Mumm-Ra-."

"I think you over-estimate what I 'need' to do. But, yes, I am willing to participate. Once there's an actual plan. That has a hope in hell of working. Though if by some miracle you find a lantern with this-" I hold my right hand up so he can get a clear look at the sigil. "-sigil on it, you can pretty much name your price."

Because if I get that, oh, things become a lot easier. I only had a quick look at the flying pyramid that Mumm-Ra calls a ship, but I rather imagine that bringing it up to full functionality would dramatically improve my situation.

And then… Sinestro did want his Corps to be a force for universal order, didn't he?

"I'll keep that in mind. We.. need some supplies."

"We have just a little more than the bare minimum of food we need for everyone to live. And you want supplies?"

"No, not food. For our tank. We need help with the repairs-."

"Fine. Talk to the berbils. Anything else?"

"No, that's-."

"Good. Off you go." He hesitates, and I make a flapping motion with both hands as I use the ring to unlock their metal chains. "Shoo. Pumyra will escort you."

"Ah. … Thanks."

He steps away, rubbing his wrists as he does so.

"Cheetara, stay a moment, would you? I have a few questions for you."

Lion-O looks back in alarm, but Cheetara shakes her head. He hesitates a moment, then Pumyra walks up and shoves him forward. Cheetara and I both wait until the door closes behind them, then look at one another. Her, I don't stare down. And-. Ah, smile.

"What did you want to ask?" Her expression is guarded, but there's no sign that she's preparing for an attack. Hopeful.

"I'm not a cat. Obviously." I turn away and walk over to my cabinet. "May I offer you a drink? I'm afraid all we have is water."

"Thank you."

I pour water from the clay jug into two plain clay cups, then turn and pass one to her. Then I take a drink, which she watches carefully before sipping from her own cup.

"There are things I don't understand about cat society, and I can't afford to look ignorant before my people. But since you're leaving soon anyway, there's no harm in me asking you. And as a cleric, I imagine that you're well placed to answer."

"What did you want to know?"

"After the death of a spouse-" She blinks. "-what is the appropriate period of mourning before entertaining a new suitor?"

"Why are you asking?"

"I am extremely fond of Khoah, and… She's fond of me. Her husband died a while ago, and he was by all accounts a fine man. I have no desire to insult his memory, but I would like to pursue her romantically. So I would like to know how long I should leave it."

"Ah."

Oh, of course. Mustn't forget. "We also have a graveyard. I've tried my best, but all too often people died before I arrived or were too badly injured for me to heal. If you have the time to consecrate it while you're here, I'm sure that it would be a comfort to-."

"I'm.. not that kind of cleric. I'm a warrior and a keeper of secret knowledge, not a.. priestess."

I frown. "Oh. Are you at all familiar with the relevant rites?"

"I know the death-rites. If you think it will help people-" I nod. "-then I can say a few words. And there isn't a 'standard' period of mourning. If she.. likes you then it's probably okay."

I smile pleasantly. "Thank you. I will bear that in mind."
 
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I would have thought Lord Paultector would have gotten to know Khoah on a more personal level before attempting to date her. I got the impression that while she holds this Paul in a position of admiration, she's still somewhat off-put by him, and their relationship is mainly professional. Also, don't shit where you eat.
 
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I would have thought Lord Paultector would have gotten to know Khoah on a more personal level before attempting to date her. I got the impression that while she holds this Paul in a position of admiration, she's still somewhat off-put by him, and their relationship is mainly professional. Also, don't shit where you eat.
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He can literally feel her love for him disrupting the yellow light.

I would have expected him to ask Cheetara after her speed. I understand that in this continuity it has something to do with her faith?
 
I both love and hate these little Divergence has since they make me so interested to see what Paul does in these other worlds but we usually don't get to see more of them. I mean I actually liked the 2011 Thundercats series and I would love to see where this goes and how it started.
Question he has the eye of Omens in the 2011 series does it have the same power as in the original series to scry for stuff and show things that the user is looking for like perhaps a a source of fear energy that he could use the power up his ring?
 
Mr Zoat said:
Day 297
Mid morning

Patience.

"…my people. I'm their king…"

Patience, and fixing him with a steady stare while the rest of my face remains completely still. And not responding with word or gesture.
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Ah, ring-based control of the body. What a useful talent, especially for things like staring contests...

"…like you run the place while I'm fighting…"

I can feel Khoah love and hope as tiny disruptions in the aura of fear that usually surrounds me. People see my closest confidant so obviously happy… No, no, it isn't a problem.
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I imagine she's happy to have all her children together again... But knowing Lion-O, the older kids will leave with him...

"…forcing people to work…"

Or rather, it's not an existential problem for the community. We're.. not at the level of desperation which we were after the sacking of the City of Thundera. I can afford to be something other than a stern-faced judge and executioner. After all, it is best to be loved and feared rather than either alone.
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Machiavelli would be proud. Or Lord Vetinari, if you'd prefer.

"…stole my sword…"

The boy is unnerved, and that as much as anything else is making him irrational. And he knows it. He knows that he's failing some sort of unspoken test, but he just can't control himself. I'd assign blame to his youth, but the people of this land can't afford to wait for him to get his head on straight.
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Sheesh, he really needs to stop and think. But... Teenager, or old enough to be close to.

"…say something!"

I wait a moment as Lion-O glares and gets his breath back, but he doesn't appear to feel the need to continue his rant. Cheetara's remained quiet, but her eyes occasionally drift to the Sword of Omens now at Pumyra's hip. I'm not sure if whatever supernatural abilities this version has would allow her to break out of the wrought iron bonds holding her wrists behind her back. But even if she can, I'm confident that I can deal with it.
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Say it with me: Power Rings are Awesome. Even rings with very little charge.

I lean forward slightly.

"If you've quite finished?"

"Let us-" He takes a half-pace forward and beside me Pumyra's right hand tightens on her newly acquired sword. Cheetara spots that, her fear for Lion-O flaring momentarily as she realises that she might not be able to save him if he persists in his stupidity. "-go, you-."
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Okay, he's just getting on everyone's nerves now. Yaul, if you would?

I right my right hand, glowing construct chains attaching themselves to his arms, legs and neck and pulling him to the ground to grovel before me. I add a solid faceplate to cover his mouth and then force him into a kneeling position.
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Thank you!

And then I walk over to him and bend down, so that my mouth is closer to his right ear.

"If you've quite finished?"

"Mrrrrrrugh!"
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"Language. Honestly, your nanny would have washed your mouth out with soap..."

I straighten up and go back to staring down at him. Since my… Harrowing meditation under the ring's influence I've found that certain things -such as staring unflinchingly- are far easier than they once were. He doesn't have that advantage, and he's trying to maintain eye contact anyway. Again, it just makes him appear weak.

"Then in no particular order. You are the king of no-one. Thundera fell. Its rulers dead or… Fled."
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Perhaps if he shows himself worthy later on, the people might give some thought to allowing him some position in government... But that's unlikely...

"Mry ruruh urgh!"

"I took charge because I had the power to protect those who submitted to my authority and the power to enforce my rule. People stayed because I was able to organise them into society that is capable of feeding itself. Their numbers further bolstered by those cats I freed from lizard and rat slavers… And the lizards I freed from Slithe."
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Anything is better than slavery or starvation. It's a hard truth, but one the kitten hasn't learned yet...

Cheetara frowns. "Why would Slithe take other lizards prisoner?"

"Because they don't serve Mumm-Ra." I keep staring at Lion-O as I answer her. "For the most part, the lizards who attacked Thundera did so to reclaim the lands the cats took from them and to prevent any possibility of another reversal. Slithe was their war chief, not their king. With their objective complete, they want to go home. Slithe won't allow that, and he's been quite brutal in making examples of those who challenge his orders."
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And those that remain end up too cowed to think of resisting in turn... Insidious, but entirely inevitable...

"Moving swiftly on." Lion-O's eyes are watering and he's forced to look away. "You don't rule here because, as I said, you left. You ran after Mumm-Ra rather than protect your people. And while I'm willing to blame that on your youth and inexperience rather than any underlying defect of character, that abandonment means that there's little residual affection for you here. Pumyra in particular was quite put out that you didn't stop to dig her out of the rubble as you ran right past her on your way out."
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Seriously? Dick move, kitten. No wonder the lady wants your blood...

"People here work so that there is food. The lizard's army fed itself by taking food from local farms and granaries. The farmers then fled. Before I started doing this no one was planting. And if the fields are not planted then there will be no food. Everyone will starve." I bring my face closer to his. "Do you understand why that is bad?"

He briefly meets my eyes again, and gives me a small nod. I pull back, my eyes still locked on his, and dismiss the construct chains holding him.
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Amazing, he can actually see the point. Maybe there's hope for him yet.

"I don't know why you're here. I'm mildly concerned that your presence will prove disruptive, but that potential damage is minimised by you leaving promptly. As for your sword? It will be returned when you leave."
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And who knows, maybe he can find some way to deal with Mumm-ra with a handful of followers...

I feel the change in Pumyra's posture. No, I didn't expect that would make her happy. And there is a.. value in having another weapon like my own sword around. But the Sword of Omens would just make us too big of a target, and without a personal lantern I can't fight the sort of force Mumm-Ra could throw at me. Oh, I'd be fine, but everything I've been building would be utterly destroyed. And while I'm sure that she'll demand an explanation, I've taught her to do things like that in private. And even if I hadn't, she wouldn't undermine me in front of the man she hates.
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Show no weakness to the 'enemy', eh, Pumyra?

"Is there anything else?"

He cautiously rises to his feet. "We're still-. We need to fight Mumm-Ra-."
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No, you want to fight him. If the prohecies and stories are to be believed, only you can kill him once and for all. But that isn't happening anytime soon, and Yaul has hungry people to worry about.

"I think you over-estimate what I 'need' to do. But, yes, I am willing to participate. Once there's an actual plan. That has a hope in hell of working. Though if by some miracle you find a lantern with this-" I hold my right hand up so he can get a clear look at the sigil. "-sigil on it, you can pretty much name your price."

Because if I get that, oh, things become a lot easier. I only had a quick look at the flying pyramid that Mumm-Ra calls a ship, but I rather imagine that bringing it up to full functionality would dramatically improve my situation.
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It's highly unlikely that he'd ever find such a thing on this world, unless a Sinestro Corps member turns up... Somehow.

And then… Sinestro did want his Corps to be a force for universal order, didn't he?

"I'll keep that in mind. We.. need some supplies."

"We have just a little more than the bare minimum of food we need for everyone to live. And you want supplies?"
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One step forwards, one step back. I wondered what that whistling noise around him was.

"No, not food. For our tank. We need help with the repairs-."

"Fine. Talk to the berbils. Anything else?"
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The Berbils should have no problem fixing any damage. I expect there's fuel handy, what with the flying platforms.

"No, that's-."

"Good. Off you go." He hesitates, and I make a flapping motion with both hands as I use the ring to unlock their metal chains. "Shoo. Pumyra will escort you."

"Ah. … Thanks."
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Yes, put the woman who hates him in charge of him. Let's hope he doesn't suffer too many new bruises on his way out of town...

He steps away, rubbing his wrists as he does so.

"Cheetara, stay a moment, would you? I have a few questions for you."

Lion-O looks back in alarm, but Cheetara shakes her head. He hesitates a moment, then Pumyra walks up and shoves him forward. Cheetara and I both wait until the door closes behind them, then look at one another. Her, I don't stare down. And-. Ah, smile.
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I expect he rarely smiles these days. The joy of playing the stern leader.

"What did you want to ask?" Her expression is guarded, but there's no sign that she's preparing for an attack. Hopeful.

"I'm not a cat. Obviously." I turn away and walk over to my cabinet. "May I offer you a drink? I'm afraid all we have is water."
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She... Is very confused right now, isn't she?

"Thank you."

I pour water from the clay jug into two plain clay cups, then turn and pass one to her. Then I take a drink, which she watches carefully before sipping from her own cup.
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But not so confused as to drink from an enemy's cup without seeing them drink first...

"There are things I don't understand about cat society, and I can't afford to look ignorant before my people. But since you're leaving soon anyway, there's no harm in me asking you. And as a cleric, I imagine that you're well placed to answer."

"What did you want to know?"

"After the death of a spouse-" She blinks. "-what is the appropriate period of mourning before entertaining a new suitor?"
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...Wat.

"Why are you asking?"

"I am extremely fond of Khoah, and… She's fond of me. Her husband died a while ago, and he was by all accounts a fine man. I have no desire to insult his memory, but I would like to pursue her romantically. So I would like to know how long I should leave it."
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Damn, another Paul chasing a catwoman. Is this a running theme or what?

"Ah."

Oh, of course. Mustn't forget. "We also have a graveyard. I've tried my best, but all too often people died before I arrived or were too badly injured for me to heal. If you have the time to consecrate it while you're here, I'm sure that it would be a comfort to-."
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Paladin, not priest. And holy warriors are generally not as learned in the rites of their faith...

"I'm.. not that kind of cleric. I'm a warrior and a keeper of secret knowledge, not a.. priestess."

I frown. "Oh. Are you at all familiar with the relevant rites?"
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I doubt she has any ranks in Knowledge: Religion (Thundaran)...

"I know the death-rites. If you think it will help people-" I nod. "-then I can say a few words. And there isn't a 'standard' period of mourning. If she.. likes you then it's probably okay."

I smile pleasantly. "Thank you. I will bear that in mind."
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Well, he's got the go-ahead to woo the kitty-MILF. I suppose that's one upside to the former prince's flying visit...

Now, I wonder what the remaining heroes have been planning in their allies' absence. Hopefully no ill-advised rescue attempt. Ideally tomorrow sees Lion-O call Tygra and Panthro and send the all-clear... And the Twins making a hard decision...

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I can feel Khoah love and hope...
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I right my right hand...
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...organise them into society...
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...organise them into a society...
 
If meditating on the ring got this Paul enlightenment then does that mean that Sinestro also has enlightenment?
I think you said that Atrocitus and Natromo both have their colors version of enlightenment.

Aside from being called Lord Protector does this version have an actual name, and what is it?
 
Bigreader said:
Question he has the eye of Omens in the 2011 series does it have the same power as in the original series to scry for stuff and show things that the user is looking for like perhaps a a source of fear energy that he could use the power up his ring?
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I'm afraid that it's been too long since I watched it to remember its precise capacities.
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I can feel Khoah's love and hope...
I raise my right hand...
...organise them into a society...
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Thank you, corrected.
 
Hey can you give us a list of what the various versions names are, aside from what their superhero names are?

We know one calls himself Sybarite, another Saul, Krono, Guevesa, Paol etc.

But what about the reast?
We know Kom likes to call her boyfriend Red, but is that the name he uses aside from Red Lantern 2814, and what about Blue Lantern and Anti Green?
I think someone once called Anti Green Tobi?

Was the Mandated one called Paul, or did he use another name so he doesn't have to use his superhero moniker?
 
Since Lord Protector saved her, I hope this means Pumyra isn't secretly working for Mumm-Ra this time around.

How long will it take for the Thundercats to consider Lord Protector a genuine ally instead of someone they can reasonably come to terms with that probably won't try to kill them?

If he does marry Khoah, I hope the twins will come to at least like him. Also, him calling Lion-O son-in-law would be funny.
 
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I both love and hate these little Divergence has since they make me so interested to see what Paul does in these other worlds but we usually don't get to see more of them. I mean I actually liked the 2011 Thundercats series and I would love to see where this goes and how it started.
Question he has the eye of Omens in the 2011 series does it have the same power as in the original series to scry for stuff and show things that the user is looking for like perhaps a a source of fear energy that he could use the power up his ring?
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Oh for the ability to clone Mr Zoat as much as Paul is so we could have every one of these stories explored and fully fleshed out. Maybe within the next 30 years we will be able to make AIs that can write in the style of an author? Sort of make a make a simulation of the written world then run that simulation and convert the results back into written form.
 
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If meditating on the ring got this Paul enlightenment then does that mean that Sinestro also has enlightenment?
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Not necessarily.
I think you said that Atrocitus and Natromo both have their colors version of enlightenment.
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Aside from being called Lord Protector does this version have an actual name, and what is it?
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Paul.
 
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