I'll bet the stuff they can't mass-produce were crazy things like 'planet-buster raygun' or 'clone-manufacturing biopod'. Things that would have little or no general use, or extremely iffy legal and moral issues with their use. Still, I can't imagine it's easy to get them out of hock...
Well, they're not interested in those things now. Maybe when they were much younger...
To be fair, it does sound a little crazy. And given his age, she wouldn't be amiss for thinking he's a little loopy.
I take it this version reformed, rather than the comics' continued villainy.
Wait, seriously?
Who would block the use of weather control? Where they afraid of some loony taking control and holding the world for ransom? ...Then again, given guys like the Weather Wizard...Heh. At that age when he can get easily distracted by random thoughts...
Because of course Cadmus did crazy stuff like that... Still, funny to imagine superheroes getting taken out by something as mundane as a plane crash. Unless it was something like Green Arrow's death. (Not that that one stuck in the end...)
Given that she'd be in her sixties by now, it's a bit late for that.
And knowing the DCAU, 'bioware' like carbon-fibre mesh sheathes for his bones or stuff like that are probably illegal under the same laws as Splicing was.
True. His long term is a lot shorter these days. Unless something happens to change that.
And I'm picturing it like a comic-book panel slowly drawing itself into existence.
Pencils, then inks, then colours...I suppose Earth Bullshit™ might well surpass even what a Maltusian could create...
Certainly, the fact he's, you know, old should also have been a clue.
Ironically, he probably had very little to do with the actual building, so 'assembling' would probably be more accurate...
And I'm surprised he's actually surprised by that. More likely he's just playing dumb.
Joy of burning most of your charge on asteroid mining.
'Almost', though. Not everyone manages it. And those that didn't generally found other options. In your case, you took the Luthor route. Minus the whole 'go nuts, try to fistfight superman in a purple-and-green battlesuit' angle...
As if he didn't look there first chance he got...
Most of which have moral issues or limited supply. Like eating magic or other Ring user's charge...
On the other hand, you've had a long life, a happy one, and avoided most of the difficulties of existing in a superhero world.
Heh. Even the Controller getting annoyed by his easily-distracted moments...
Plus, fixing the whole 'old' problem would extend his operational time.
A little bit late, anyway. Peter's a little bit old for gallivanting and righteous face-punching right now.
Interesting. A temporary offering, presumably with a more permanent option possible in future, contingent on delivery of what's promised?
Hmph. Perhaps arrangements can be made on that front, then. Delivering a Light Fountain, perhaps...
And his daughter is like 'Holy cow, dad, you didn't say you were hot!' Because she's standing right here watching.
But he also said, "Every version of you has master [sic] their ring, except you." Hard to master a ring you can't recharge.
No, that's something that Hinon might say, if sarcastically. Jevek would say something like 'if you want a better one then make it yourself'.
Well, if it's Anissa he could a lot worse.
Real "Last King Of Scotland" vibes. From what I've read, actual dictators are often like this.
He reminds me of Stane in Iron Man 1. Really liked to do the shoulder arm thingy.
That should say GDA.
Only really a workable idea if you can control them once you thaw them out. Ideally, you'd try to rehabilitate them, but that might not always be possible...
And no, nanotech bombs in their skulls aren't always the best option, Amanda....Not really something to smile at. Still, he's seeming less human every time we see him. Perhaps it's a Viltrumite thing to be able to disassociate things like that. To make people 'not people' they feel fine with reducing to chunky salsa.
Given Viltrumite strength, everyone without superhuman resilience is basically made of plasticine.
And from what I remember, there are some real losers in the superpower lottery...
...Honestly, not a terrible idea, especially if the reassembly isn't instantaneous.
Still...That would suck so hard, realising that you're already dead, and just waiting for your body to catch up...
Good question. Orange Rings aren't exactly known for an ability to resurrect people, and these folks have been dead way too long for conventional healing.
And it's kind of worrying that he's revealing this, but considering he has few options to prevent them taking his Ring away...
...Well, that was surprising. I suppose unless 'Matthew' betrays him, he's not really gonna care about him much.
Ah, I see. He's here to get interesting data and samples, not to recharge.
I suppose if the agents were warned beforehand that might happen to them, I suspect they'd be okay with it, depending on their loyalty.
Man, imagine if he actually did make someone go through it all...
Ew.Because I have no doubt the GDA kept DNA records on every superbeing, partnered or not.
The best kind of heist. One you can pull off in front of the guards, and they'll even offer to help carry the loot out...
And presumably it had safety features that prevented things like backflow. Especially if he could eject it at high velocity.
Until the fun parts of her powers kick in. Then things can get trippy.
Given that the sum total contribution of 'smart atoms' involved on Omni-Man's part during conception is one sperm cell... I'm guessing they can convert other matter into more of themselves.
Ooh, useful. Data for a targetted virus, perhaps. Or perhaps infusing others with the same properties. Like the Danner formula on super-steroids.
Let's hope he can't see what you're actually doing, and it just looks like scanning. Otherwise, amtthew's career ends here.
Phew. Just that. Still, smart of him to do so.
He's hopeful, certainly. With any luck it'll be a vain hope in the end.
And since most of humanity hates him... Oh, this is the worst kind of wingman.
...Oh no. Matthew, you'd better learn to heal yourself mid-coitus...
Good for the goose, good for the gander and all that.
And hope that it doesn't turn into that Futurama episode...
These were the strongest humans alive.
...and then stuck my arm into the space where he was reassembling himself.
Progress. Not all of it the sort of progress you might want, but progress nonetheless.
