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

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When was it determined that greediporting had negative side effects on passengers? I seem to recall Hinon actually saying that it didn't and he was just running off worst case scenario assumptions.

I thought the whole thing with the arcane warding on the anti-reach ships was about
  1. making it easier for Paul to move entire ships
  2. dealing with being in the Honden much longer because of moving entire ships
 
Mastigos2 said:
When was it determined that greediporting had negative side effects on passengers? I seem to recall Hinon actually saying that it didn't and he was just running off worst case scenario assumptions.

I thought the whole thing with the arcane warding on the anti-reach ships was about
  1. making it easier for Paul to move entire ships
  2. dealing with being in the Honden much longer because of moving entire ships
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Actually, she said that doing it didn't leave any holes to the Honden of Avarice or any other side effects that could have negative consequences for Earth. Actually taking others with him can have serious effects on the passengers if they don't have protection, like the L.E.G.I.O.N. fleet, or have a way of staying in one piece, like Hinon herself.
 
Ngamer11 said:
Actually, she said that doing it didn't leave any holes to the Honden of Avarice or any other side effects that could have negative consequences for Earth. Actually taking others with him can have serious effects on the passengers if they don't have protection, like the L.E.G.I.O.N. fleet, or have a way of staying in one piece, like Hinon herself.
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Yeah, when he took her through the Honden her robes seemed to be almost stuck in it and she was worried.
 
transhumansage said:
how?
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He's had contact with sorcerors who have used the Honden, so he may have gotten information from them.

Atlantis is an advanced magical civilization, so if they believed it would be difficult to make a defence against the Honden, then it's a safe bet to assume others would find it difficult.

There's also Hinon, an expert on the Orange Light, who may have told him about some of its capabilities.
 
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Ah, there's an interesting thought. Still mulling over how to get Karmang's personal opinion on matter, I see.
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Were all of his disciples in on the fix after he left?

Obviously you're not going to get the man himself unless his life preservation method works like WoD Mummies and actually sends his spirit to the afterlife while his body is in stasis, but contact several of his (presumably also famous) direct students should be very possible.

If if the institutional 'whites are lesser people' situation was something that took several generations to grow onto, you have several venerated people telling you how they learned all they knew from a White Martian.

Or if it was something like how some Christianity was supposed to work, where Jesus intended all those with full priestly investure (the bishops) to be equal an independent, and then the ones who actually did the work of establishing the church after Jesus left (either Peter or Paul), started saying that no, all later bishops are subordinated to the one who presided in Rome.

In that case, you could have one of the most famous disciples telling you the current party line, and all the others saying, "Ah, no. None of that is from Kormag. That is all the fabrication of that loon over there. You really shouldn't be listening to him, he's just a predatory opportunist saying whatever benefited himself the most."

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Since once you start getting people out, the Tyrants will take notice, and then take action... Either you need to go in hard on the Tyrants, or free everyone at once... And neither option is an easy one.
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I thought the Coulans were interned in large blocks.

And that you should be able to sever the blocks so they cannot communicate with each other. Which was something the Honor Guard would have done when severing the Tyrants ability to project power into the real world, or gain actionable intelligence from it.

The Tyrants are trapped inside the Coulans Meat Brains, using them as hostages. But it's not all 60 billion in one network, more like several separate networks where there are bunkers of 100,000 to a few million hostages.
 
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Is that supposed to lounge?
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Usually.
Bramble Thorn said:
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I thought the Coulans were interned in large blocks.

And that you should be able to sever the blocks so they cannot communicate with each other. Which was something the Honor Guard would have done when severing the Tyrants ability to project power into the real world, or gain actionable intelligence from it.

The Tyrants are trapped inside the Coulans Meat Brains, using them as hostages. But it's not all 60 billion in one network, more like several separate networks where there are bunkers of 100,000 to a few million hostages.
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No, they're all networked. Some parts are just closer to each other than the others.
 
Back Seat (part 13)
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    • 5th July 2012
    02:22 GMT

    Euphorix looks like a pretty nice place to live. I'm looking at Aesad -the capital city- and even the most densely populated part could pass for a park on most worlds. I guess this is what splendid isolation gets you. Though I'm… Curious. This is the capital, but I'm not seeing any structures which strike me as being particularly old. Some places do build new capitals to signal the start of a new age, but it's far more common to build the new atop the old. Total disregard for history is extremely unusual.

    I've picked up a few open uses of magic, but it appears to be restricted to a small portion of the population. Euphorix is governed like a scaled down version of the Crown Imperium so I wouldn't be astonished to learn that magic education was restricted to the ruling class, but… I suppose it could be a heritable trait, or require a particular ritual to connect people to the local thaumosphere. I can't assume that the magic system here works in exactly the same way as the one on Earth.

    Psychic abilities are similarly limited. As far as I can tell, almost the entire population has a really low level of psychic ability, with a tiny proportion having higher levels. As much as I can tell from the way people are dressed, that doesn't appear to be an aristocratic thing.

    I glance up.

    The colour of the sky is a little off-putting. It's still blue, but the planetary shield is changing the visible wavelengths just enough that it's a weirdly deep blue. All the time. I suppose that.. could be something to do with the weather control system as well; there aren't any clouds at the moment and I suspect that there won't be any until just before a downpour.

    Okay, time to get to work. Armour in subspace, fabricate some local clothing… I look enough like the local men that I shouldn't draw enough attention to need a holographic disguise. Queen Kalista was kind enough to provide me with a document seal which should get me past the palace guards. There's no one obvious entry point to the palace grounds, but… If I drop down behind this titanic tree that should conceal me from observers…

    And I'm on the ground. The local grass wannabe feels like a sort of spongy cactus underfoot. Scan a local single person vehicle… One of the hover bikes should do. Fairly standard. Fabricate that… And get on, activating the impeller system and heading for the closest road. Not a lot of traffic here, though I'm not sure if that's because of the time of day or… The locals just aren't that interested in moving around. I turn onto the road without difficulty and accelerate towards the palace entrance.

    No one challenges me as I approach. There's no fortification; it looks like the road carries on to an underground parking area while the pedestrian entrance leads to something that looks more like a hotel foyer than the more militarised entrances I'm used to on Earth. I suppose that if they're unified internally and locked off externally there isn't anything like as much need for that-

    Alert! Spell Eater temperature increasing!

    -though that doesn't mean that there aren't passive measures in place.

    Since I don't immediately get jumped by Euphorian marines I reduce my speed and turn down into the car park. Nodding approvingly at the clearly marked parking spaces I park my bike and then jog back up the entry ramp to the main entrance. I push on the door… Yes, it's really just a matter of pushing it and walking inside.

    A standard pattern humanoid woman manning the desk smiles at me.

    "Business at the palace?"

    "Courier, ma'am." I take the message packet with the royal seal on it. "Message for the Regent, to be delivered into his hand."

    She raises a sceptical eyebrow.

    "On paper? Is someone playing a prank?"

    "They just give me these things. Look, just check the seal and if the joke's on me then I'll go home and thump the dispatcher."

    She snorts, takes the packet and waves the seal over a scanner built into the desk. Then her face falls in shock and she drops it.

    "Ma'am?"

    "Wouldyoupleasejustwaitrighthere?"

    "Sure?"

    She rises from her seat and dashes to an adjacent room, the door closing behind her. I give her a moment, then lean over the desk and recover my package. I'm not exactly deeply under cover here; Primus just told me to 'present the seal and request an audience', otherwise I'd have bothered to find out what the official protocol was. My idea is to see if Regent Alonzo tries the tried and tested 'panic, fingers in ears, lash out' stages of megalomaniac grief management or if he accepts the situation and does what Queen Kalista is clearly expecting him to and lower the shield.

    The receptionist bustles back in, an unconvincing smile on her face.

    "Hiiii."

    I do my best to look like a confused courier.

    "Ma'am?"

    "They'll-. Someone will be down in a moment to show you up. Obviously the Regent works in a secure sector, so they'll need to take you through security."

    I nod.

    "Okay? Honestly, I was expecting a little more security to get this far."

    I try to look harmless as my rings show me guards in the upper levels dashing for the lifts, the ones who aren't flat out diving out of the building and relying on their armour's g-diffuser to allow them to descend in safety.

    Oh my. That lift moves fast. Faster than terminal velocity. It's actually quite hard to make them-.

    The marines exit the lift in good but quick order, forming what probably isn't supposed to look like a cage around me. At least their weapons are stowed. After taking a moment to assure themselves that nothing is about to explode -and I note that the drop-troopers outside are establishing a perimeter, oh joy- the head of the detail steps closer.

    "Courier?"

    "Ah, yes? Yes sir?"

    "Not yet, but we've got the Graalsun honours list coming up, so nose twitching, huh?" He smiles. "Just gotta do a quick scan, then we can take you up."

    "Sure. Go right ahead."

    Two troopers with mobile multiphasic scanners approach on either side, and as they work I have my rings falsify the results so that I look like a local. One who isn't wearing power rings. They're done in a few seconds, then step back.

    "Okay, no contraband of any kind. I'm… Not seeing you in the system."

    I stop smiling quite so much.

    "No. You wouldn't, would you?"

    Slight intake of breath as he understands what I'm implying, then he half-turns to address the room.

    "First squad, back in the lift. Everyone else, you know what to do." He turns back to me. "Please come with me, Mister..?"

    "Illustres. Sure. Just…" I take a half-step towards the lift. "Up there?"

    "Just up there."

    "Wow. I've never met the Regent before." I walk into the lift, the squad falling in around me as the doors hiss closed. "Will he want me to wait for a reply?"
     
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    as my rings shows me guards
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    'show me' or 'ring shows'

    Mr Zoat said:
    My idea is to see if Regent Alonzo tries the tried and tested 'panic, fingers in ears, lash out' stages of megalomaniac grief management or if he accepts the situation and does what Queen Kalista is clearly expecting him to and lower the shield.
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    Don't remember much about this guy from the renegade side, but he did seem interested in keeping his power, so he may do this.

    Or he could try to give it back to Kalista if he sees she has a Lantern asking him to do it and thinks their greatly allied, even if Paul may not care all that much who rules so long as they aren't evil and are good leaders.
     
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    Japanese Shinto isn't neo-paganism because it isn't a reconstruction; it's a direct continuation of their ancient pagan practices.
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    They may also have other religious practices that would be considered neo-pagan and don't have a connection to Shintoism or any other similar beliefs.

    Lots of neo-pagans worship Gaia, even if they aren't Greek, or have any Greek ancestry, so it wouldn't be shocking if some Japanese also do something similar.
     
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    Question: why would isolation lead to a nice capital city?
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    They are probably secure in their safety due to the shield protecting their planet, so instead of making the capital well-defended they decided to make it beautiful.

    No need to waste resources on defenses for the capital when their shield can protect them.
     
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    5th July 2012
    02:22 GMT

    Euphorix looks like a pretty nice place to live. I'm looking at Aesad -the capital city- and even the most densely populated part could pass for a park on most worlds. I guess this is what splendid isolation gets you. Thought I'm… Curious. This is the capital, but I'm not seeing any structures which strike me as being particularly old. Some places do build new capitals to signal the start of a new age, but it's far more common to build the new atop the old. Total disregard for history is extremely unusual.
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    Hmm... Did they construct a city designed from the ground up for their capital? It's not uncommon for nations to make custom cities for a capital, especially after a period of conflict or an independence push. Just look at places like Canberra or Brasilia.

    I've picked up a few open uses of magic, but it appears to be restricted to a small portion of the population. Euphorix is governed like a scaled down version of the Crown Imperium so I wouldn't be astonished to learn that magic education was restricted to the ruling class, but… I suppose it could be a heritable trait, or require a particular ritual to connect people to the local thaumosphere. I can't assume that the magic system here works in exactly the same way as the one on Earth.
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    Let's hope it's not a class-based restricted thing. That just leads to all manner of arrogant ideas about blood purity and the like...

    Psychic abilities are similarly limited. As far as I can tell, almost the entire population has a really low level of psychic ability, with a tiny proportion having higher levels. As much as I can tell from the way people are dressed, that doesn't appear to be an aristocratic thing.

    I glance up.
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    So, likely genetic rather than training. Probably not seen as anything special, then, except in cases of unusual talent, like Pren?

    The colour of the sky is a little off-putting. It's still blue, but the planetary shield is changing the visible wavelengths just enough that it's a weirdly deep blue. All the time. I suppose that.. could be something to do with the weather control system as well; there aren't any clouds at the moment and I suspect that there won't be any until just before a downpour.
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    Better than Highlander II's shield, which turned the sky red, if my memory serves me correctly. Imagine living with that kind of thing for years... No wonder their world sucked...

    Okay, time to get to work. Armour in subspace, fabricate some local clothing… I look enough like the local men that I shouldn't draw enough attention to need a holographic disguise. Queen Kalista was kind enough to provide me with a document seal which should get me past the palace guards. There's no one obvious entry point to the palace grounds, but… If I drop down behind this titanic tree that should conceal me from observers…
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    Playing the dumb courier, eh? I suppose you could count on minor regional variations to explain your slightly non-Euphorian appearance...

    And I'm on the ground. The local grass wannabe feels like a sort of spongy cactus underfoot. Scan a local single person vehicle… One of the hover bikes should do. Fairly standard. Fabricate that… And get on, activating the impeller system and heading for the closest road. Not a lot of traffic here, though I'm not sure if that's because of the time of day or… The locals just aren't that interested in moving around. I turn onto the road without difficulty and accelerate towards the palace entrance.
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    Thankfully you didn't have far to go, or you'd have the risk of getting pulled over by the local cops. I don't imagine any license plate on the vehicle is remotely legal...

    No one challenges me as I approach. There's no fortification; it looks like the road carries on to an underground parking area while the pedestrian entrance leads to something that looks more like a hotel foyer than the more militarised entrances I'm used to on Earth. I suppose that if they're unified internally and locked off externally there isn't anything like as much need for that-

    Alert! Spell Eater temperature increasing!

    -though that doesn't mean that there aren't passive measures in place.
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    Wonder what the spell scanned for? Weapons, perhaps? I doubt they'd be allowed in the building, except in very specific cases, and they'd have exceptions written into the spellwork.

    Since I don't immediately get jumped by Euphorian marines I reduce my speed and turn down into the car park. Nodding approvingly at the clearly marked parking spaces I park my bike and then jog back up the entry ramp to the main entrance. I push on the door… Yes, it's really just a matter of pushing it and walking inside.

    A standard pattern humanoid woman manning the desk smiles at me.
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    Ah, the good old first line of internal defence: the dreaded Receptionist! :D

    "Business at the palace?"

    "Courier, ma'am." I take the message packet with the royal seal on it. "Message for the Regent, to be delivered into his hand."
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    I see Kallista went for the hand-written approach. I take it said Regent will recognise said handwriting, seal aside.

    She raises a sceptical eyebrow.

    "On paper? Is someone playing a prank?"
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    Heh, no, this is just that important that it should be done the old-fashioned way...

    "They just give me these things. Look, just check the seal and if the jokes on me then I'll go home and thump the dispatcher."

    She snorts, takes the packet and waves the seal over a scanner built into the desk. Then her face falls in shock and she drops it.
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    And the cat has been set out of the bag and amongst the pigeons. :p

    "Ma'am?"

    "Wouldyoupleasejustwaitrighthere?"
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    ...Are you sure she hasn't had exposure to the Garrick serum? :V Might want to scan, just in case...

    "Sure?"

    She rises from her seat and dashes to an adjacent room, the door closing behind her. I give her a moment, then lean over the desk and recover my package. I'm not exactly deeply under cover here; Primus just told me to 'present the seal and request an audience', otherwise I'd have bothered to find out what the official protocol was. My idea is to see if Regent Alonzo tries the tried and tested 'panic, fingers in ears, lash out' stages of megalomaniac grief management or if he accepts the situation and does what Queen Kalista is clearly expecting him to and lower the shield.
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    Let's hope he's reasonable and does the latter. It'll save some explosions.

    The receptionist bustles back in, an unconvincing smile on her face.

    "Hiiii."
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    :rolleyes: ...Yeah, that isn't suspicious behaviour at all, no sirree-bob. You'd think she'd be a little better trained for this job...

    I do my best to look like a confused courier.

    "Ma'am?"
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    Not hard, I suppose. Just act a little nervous, keep a firm grip on your package and smile worriedly.

    "They'll-. Someone will be down in a moment to show you up. Obviously the Regent works in a secure sector, so they'll need to take you through security."

    I nod.
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    As in, 'thrown into a containment cell ASAP until they find out who sent you', you mean?

    "Okay? Honestly, I was expecting a little more security to get this far."

    I try to look harmless as my rings shows me guards in the upper levels dashing for the lifts, the ones who aren't flat out diving out of the building and relying on their armour's g-diffuser to allow them to descend in safety.
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    ...Wow, they are dedicated to their job. Makes for an amusing image, though. You have to wonder what people outside are thinking, seeing guards diving out like that...

    Oh my. That lift moves fast. Faster than terminal velocity. It's actually quite hard to make them-.

    The marines exit the lift in good but quick order, forming what probably isn't supposed to look like a cage around me. At least their weapons are stowed. After taking a moment to assure themselves that nothing is about to explode -and I note that the drop-troopers outside are establishing a perimeter, oh joy- the head of the detail steps closer.
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    With one hand near the grip of his sidearm, but not quite holding it, no doubt. Don't want to alarm the subject, after all.

    "Courier?"

    "Ah, yes? Yes sir?"

    "Not yet, but we've got the Graalsun honours list coming up, so nose twitching, huh?" He smiles. "Just gotta do a quick scan, then we can take you up."
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    Hmm... I wonder if there are any significant anatomical differences between OL and the Euphorians... You know, things like the layout of internal organs, superflous bits, that kind of thing...

    "Sure. Go right ahead."

    Two troopers with mobile multiphasic scanners approach on either side, and as they work I have my rings falsify the results so that I look like a local. One who isn't wearing power rings. They're done in a few seconds, then step back.
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    Ah, I see he thought ahead. Bet there's a planetary database of all citizens, though...

    "Okay, no contraband of any kind. I'm… Not seeing you in the system."

    I stop smiling quite so much.
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    Toldja. Of course, one possible explanation is...

    "No. You wouldn't, would you?"

    Slight intake of breath as he understands what I'm implying, then he half-turns to address the room.
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    ...Ah, he caught the hint. Combined with the purported message packet from someone outside the shield... He's just realised this is probably way above his paygrade. :p

    "First squad, back in the lift. Everyone else, you know what to do." He turns back to me. "Please come with me, Mister..?"

    "Illustres. Sure. Just…" I take a half-step towards the lift. "Up there?"
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    And the officer there is probably now praying to any gods he has that things go well...

    "Just up there."

    "Wow. I've never met the Regent before." I walk into the lift, the squad falling in around me as the doors his closed. "Will he want me to wait for a reply?"
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    o_O ...a 'Wow' from OL? What in the world?

    Oh, tomorrow promises to be very entertaining, given this buildup. Still amazed he's getting away with the disguise, given the uncanny valley details he noted about Kallista yesterday... Now, to see how the Regent reacts...
    ...and if the jokes on me...
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    ...and if the joke's on me...
     
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