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

we haven't really seen power rings for straight up mental manipulation, as far as I remember.

Ahh, yeah we've seem that a whole bunch of times.

Branding comes to mind, as well as the whole encouraging certain desires.

Not to mention the Indigo rings and them turning their users compassionate.

We've seen rings do mental manipulation plenty of times.

As for how the rings can be used to make people forget, maybe it's by creating a device that can alter perception or some sort of telepathic device.

Basically something similar to the perception filters from Dr. Who.
 
We've seen rings do mental manipulation plenty of times.

As for how the rings can be used to make people forget, maybe it's by creating a device that can alter perception or some sort of telepathic device.

Basically something similar to the perception filters from Dr. Who.

Yes I should have been more specific in my interpretation of mental manipulation. The way Paragon describes the potential ability of such paranoid stealth-oriented Lanterns sounds a lot like the Silence from Doctor Who, actually. The intended effect is to make the ship hide better from enemy sensors and things, and the described risks/side effects don't sound like it would just be a matter of putting up a better sensor baffler or something.
 
Ok, sorry for being dumb and sorry if somebody already asked, but remember how Lex was putting very very simple anti-scry stuff on everything he makes ? How bad would it be for somebody that hates him to do an over-powered magical ritual and search for everything Lex and push enough power into the ritual to break the anti-scry stuff and make it ignite ? I mean not as an intel-gather, just as a smash everything Lex. Would that be possible ? Plausible ?
 
Ok, sorry for being dumb and sorry if somebody already asked, but remember how Lex was putting very very simple anti-scry stuff on everything he makes ? How bad would it be for somebody that hates him to do an over-powered magical ritual and search for everything Lex and push enough power into the ritual to break the anti-scry stuff and make it ignite ? I mean not as an intel-gather, just as a smash everything Lex. Would that be possible ? Plausible ?
Oh, very possible. It would also make the person who did it the enemy of just about everyone.
 
It would be interesting to see them interact more on the field.

Their last mission together changed the rulership and core driving principles of Hell. Making a bunch of trouble for the Reach, however inadvertently, should fit the pattern pretty well.

The above discussion about Lex makes me wonder, maybe Venus Sivana's economics skills could be put to good use in helping counter him somehow, connecting her to Kord or something. I don't think she needs a pardon or anything, right?
 
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The above discussion about Lex makes me wonder, maybe Venus Sivana's economics skills could be put to good use in helping counter him somehow, connecting her to Kord or something. I don't think she needs a pardon or anything, right?

No, she's clean.

However, while she may be highly intelligent, nothing has been mentioned of her being anything like the world's expert on economics or a super genius in the field.

Yeah she's smart, but not super smart, so Luthor may be able to cover his trails and make sure she can't do anything to him.
 
No, she's clean.

However, while she may be highly intelligent, nothing has been mentioned of her being anything like the world's expert on economics or a super genius in the field.

Yeah she's smart, but not super smart, so Luthor may be able to cover his trails and make sure she can't do anything to him.

True; actually Georgia might be a better bet to direct against Lex, she has economic interests given her admiration of Ploutos, but I imagine she'll be caught up with anti-Reach efforts for now, as well as that sociological study Paragon asked her to do (I forget if there were any results she found).

Venus's involvement doesn't directly boost the chances of financial/corporate/economic warfare against Lex all that much, but she does come with the implicit promise that anyone targeting her in way will bring the Sivanas' collective attention and potential wrath upon them.

This is mostly just a new line for my constant pushing for someone to just finally take down Lexcorp (or fully rehabilitate it, since Lex himself is more of the issue) through non-superheroic / righteous face-punching means. I assume Batman does what he can on this front as Bruce Wayne, but given that Captain Cold only got job offers from Lexcorp and Alva, I don't have a lot of hope in him shaking up the status quo.
 
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Hm. I should probably.. requisition a spare ring for it. Or…

I call out one of the thralls who took part in the attack on Yuna. Standard pattern humanoids with oddly angular skulls; it's a little like someone painted a face over the corner of a right angle. The face is two flat surfaces with holes for nostrils and eyes. No desires of her own, but just enough undirected orange to maintain a connection.

Let's see…

We pull and tie fragments of desire from the Honden to the remnants, binding and programming the structure to heed our desires, twisting until the construct becomes a thing in the material universe. A pull

and the lich-ring is complete. I-.

"Did you just turn a person into a ring?"

"No, I turned a construct into a ring. I turned a person into a construct a week ago."

Good. Now that he knows how to turn a construct into a ring, it should be possible for him to reverse the process...
 
Oh, very possible. It would also make the person who did it the enemy of just about everyone.
Honestly, I'm expecting some magical supervillain to do it out of ignorance. As in, they simply don't know about the proliferation of many many weak wards across all the important documents and servers.

Or Constantine. "Burn ALL the important papers just to burn that specific one" sounds like a Constantine level of collateral
 
Good. Now that he knows how to turn a construct into a ring, it should be possible for him to reverse the process...

He may be able to turn constructs into rings and potentially back into ordinary constructs, but I'm betting it's going to take a whole lot more to actually turn them back into people.

Or Constantine. "Burn ALL the important papers just to burn that specific one" sounds like a Constantine level of collateral

I can see him doing this.
 
He may be able to turn constructs into rings and potentially back into ordinary constructs, but I'm betting it's going to take a whole lot more to actually turn them back into people.
Like getting their souls out of whatever afterlife they're in.
 
Onslaught (part 10)
24th August 2012
15:55 GMT


"Oh."

Lantern Threllian's environmental shield cuts out completely as he hears the news. I expected something like that might happen, which is why I made sure to tell him on the surface of Maltus well away from obvious sources of danger.

Most of his species were believed dead at the hands of the Reach, and given their environmental requirements and the fact that the escapees aren't numerous enough to fill a small town they weren't prioritised for access to the newly terraformed planets. Most of them chose to enter suspended animation, but Threllian decided to join the Darkstars instead. Dox tapped him for our headquarters staff during his first wave of recruits in virtue of the fact that he was the second most intelligent non-Controller on Maltus.

There's nothing quite like knowing that the Reach conquered your people so they could use their brains in their computers to make you want them dead.

"I don't-." I shake my head. "They're almost certainly controlled to the point of being mindless-."

He shakes his head. "The biological samples alone are.. invaluable. Illustres, I.. beg you to let me accompany you."

"Try flying."

He twitches, as if expecting to rise off the ground.

"I-."

"I understand, and I'm sympathetic. But if you can't use your ring reliably I can't in good conscience bring you with us."

He closes his eye for a moment, then his environmental shield snaps back on.

"I will master myself. I was.. taken by surprise. It will not happen again"

I take a moment to look inside him. There's no questioning his commitment, but that news rekindled a hope he'd long buried. He'd decided in his own mind that his species were heading for extinction, and on the off-chance that they weren't that he wouldn't live to see their rebirth. Even after the founding of the Orange Lantern Corps he regarded it as such a long term endeavour that it didn't change his mindset beyond 'it's good that that will be dealt with'.

But if we get enough biological samples, it shouldn't be that hard to persuade a Controller with geomantic inclinations to build them a planet and set up the cloning systems they need for accelerated biogenesis. The hold up had been that there wasn't enough genetic variety and the Controller who took the job would have to create it artificially, but with that done there could be a functioning planet up and running inside ten years.

"I can't tell whether that's true or not."

"Illustres, I assure you, when faced with the enemy I will not deviate."

"And I'm sure that you believe that." I frown. "Take a moment to review my file on Lantern Koriand'r."

His eye glows for a second.

"The.. blue ring."

I shrug. "There's nothing wrong with feeling hopeful. Ordinarily I'd say that if you're feeling hopeful, feel hopeful. But I don't have a spare blue ring." I bow my head for a moment. "Your life is your own. If you choose to risk it in this fashion, I'll have you. But you're intelligent enough-."

"It might be a better use of resources for the Corps to not dispatch me. But as you yourself have said, we are not the Utilitarian Lantern Corps. I want this."

I nod, and pull my ring off my finger and put it in my equipment harness. Then I hold out my left hand.

"Pass me your ring."

He blinks, but complies. For a moment we're incapable of understanding each other, then the environmental shield re-engages as I lay his ring on my palm and hold it out.

"Prove it."

He nods, holding out his left hand. This whole thing's become a bit of a ritual amongst Orange Lanterns, but he gets it. If he can't call it back with a little added resistance, he'd be a fool to come along.

He settles himself, focusing on his desire to destroy the Reach-.

"Do you know if your homeworld was thaumically active?" The ring wobbles. "Because if it was, we might be able to-"

He works out where I'm going with that line of reasoning before I complete the sentence and his calling wobbles, but he bears down and suppresses the distracting impulse so quickly that if I wasn't looking at his thoughts as he did it I may not have noticed.

"-restore anyone we recover."

"Then-" There's a change in… Pressure within his emotional network. Oh, that's interesting. The impulse that was feeding his hope-thoughts is now… Feeding his avarice-related ones as well. "-I want to be there to see it."

The ring leaps from my palm onto his left ring finger, his environmental shield flaring for a moment before settling back down.

"Looks like you're in, then. We'll be hitting your people's fleet second, just in case there's an overt trap involved. I'll want you on analytics."

"Yes, Illustres."

He looks up and then metaphorically rockets into the sky towards our ship. I narrow my eyes… They're installing the bio-lab module now, and I can see the flickers of orange as Lanterns Natu and Nax work to get it connected up faster than Ranx's stevedore teams could on their own. Georgia's still with Dox, so that just leaves Thaddeus.

I

appear next to him in the workshop he's purloined from one of Kalmin's students. It looks like he's taking an inventory.

"Thaddeus-."

"I've never been in a duel before. Do I need to wear special clothes?"

"Depends on how seriously you're taking it. Qwardian duels between Weaponers are about demonstrating their best equipment so there's no restriction on weapons or other equipment. Maltus doesn't have a duelling code."

"Hm." He plugs three devices into each other and twists an activator, causing green energy to collect in a crackling ball. "I am a little surprised you dropped me in it like that. You know I had her, right?"

"I'm a little surprised you picked a fight on a planet that's actually quite important to me. Besides, I'm setting the rules of the fight. I aim to make it a learning experience for both of you."

"If she lasts more than five minutes."

"Then we have it fought in shorter rounds, with time for both of you to work on your equipment between them. This isn't about winning, Doctor Sivana. This is about what you can learn, even from an inferior opponent."

"Are you saying that you were acting in my interests?"

"I didn't honestly think you'd fight like that while you were here as my guest. I wanted you to stop, and I thought that was the best way to get you to do so."

"That's fair." He turns his device off with another twist. "And you have a point. I was treating it as a violent confrontation and not an opportunity. That was short sighted of me."

"If you want another opportunity, I'm going out to pick a fight with the Reach. Do you want to come along?"

"You know? I think that I do."
 
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requirements and the face that the

'the fact that'

to fill a small town they weren't prioritised

maybe 'town, they weren't'

There's nothing quite like knowing that the Reach conquered your people so they could use their brains in their computers to make you want them dead.

I think there was one female Darkstar that mentioned something like this happened to her people.

He shakes his head. "The biological samples alone are.. invaluable. Illustres, I.. beg you to let me accompany you."

If they get enough then they can potentially clone them.

Or maybe they can even reverse the process done to his people.

But I don't have a spare blue ring

You would if you killed Sinestro.

then the environmental re-engages

missing 'shield'

-restore anyone we recover."

How would they be able to do it just by the planet being magically active?

Use a Lazarus Pit?

flickers of orange and Lanterns Natu and Nax

'as Lanterns'

and twists a activator,

'twists an'

"I'm a little surprised you picked a fight on a planet that's actually quite important to me.

He's a crazy psychopath Paul.

How long will it take you to learn this.
 
What species is Threllian? Is he/his species from the comics or an original invention? They seem to be pretty intelligent if Dox considers him somewhat worthwhile and the Reach is using their brains for computational purposes.

That reminds me of the G-Lusca a bit; I think the Genomorphs could add a lot to N.E.M.O. operations, actually, and could probably negotiate getting their own planet at some point. If that puffball collective can be a Green Lantern, then I don't see why the Genomorph Entire couldn't be an Orange Lantern at some point.
 
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That reminds me of the G-Lusca a bit; I think the Genomorphs could add a lot to N.E.M.O. operations, actually, and could probably negotiate getting their own planet at some point. If that puffball collective can be a Green Lantern, then I don't see why the Genomorph Entire couldn't be an Orange Lantern at some point.

They already have a bunch of Martians for telepathy.

And the Genomorphs are accepted on Earth as sapient beings, so they may not want to leave the planet.
 
"If you want another opportunity, I'm going out to pick a fight with the Reach. Do you want to come along?"

"You know? I think that I do."

AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!! The time traveling civilization vampires got the poppa. The mind controlling civilization vampires get the son.

There will be so much fear that it could create another Yellow Central Power Battery.
 
'the fact that'
missing 'shield'
'as Lanterns'
'twists an'
Thank you, corrected.
maybe 'town, they weren't'
I think it's okay.
What species is Trellian? Is he/his species from the comics or an original invention? They seem to be pretty intelligent if Dox considers him somewhat worthwhile and the Reach is using their brains for computational purposes.
Threllian.
 
They already have a bunch of Martians for telepathy.

And the Genomorphs are accepted on Earth as sapient beings, so they may not want to leave the planet.

There's an Orange Lantern Corps involved, why settle when you could have more?
And do we really see evidence of Genomorphs integrating well with American/Earth society? They're not being enslaved or mistreated, but I wouldn't exactly call their situation ideal. Though with their focus on integrating magic into their evolution/biological development, Earth probably is the best place to remain for the time being (though they could in theory split up).
I forget, are there any G-Goblins besides Dubbilex in the Paragon timeline? We haven't really seen them in a while.


Pretty different from what I was imagining.
 
24th August 2012
15:55 GMT


"Oh."

Lantern Threllian's environmental shield cuts out completely as he hears the news. I expected something like that might happen, which is why I made sure to tell him on the surface of Maltus well away from obvious sources of danger.
Oof. That's the drawback of focusing solely on one emotion. Any disruption breaks your control and functionality. I'm surprised environment suits or personal life-support fields aren't more popular equipment amongst the Corps. OL's use of powered armour ought to be more widespread. Darkstar Exo-mantles would make a useful backup if nothing else.

Most of his species were believed dead at the hands of the Reach, and given their environmental requirements and the face that the escapees aren't numerous to fill a small town they weren't prioritised for access to the newly terraformed planets. Most of them chose to enter suspended animation, but Threllian decided to join the Darkstars instead. Dox tapped him for our headquarters staff during his first wave of recruits in virtue of the fact that he was the second most intelligent non-Controller on Maltus.
So, he's a member of the juluuni? Or of another race the Reach has tucked away for storage? Either way, I can't see him not insisting on coming along, then. (And ninja'd by Mr Zoat himself. Drawback of how long it takes to write this stuff up.)

There's nothing quite like knowing that the Reach conquered your people so they could use their brains in their computers to make you want them dead.

"I don't-." I shake my head. "They're almost certainly controlled to the point of being mindless-."
Then you make a new generation, cleansed of any genetic-level mind-control technology. Which is the plan, after all. But without someone to teach them their people's ways, will they really be the same people?

He shakes his head. "The biological samples alone are.. invaluable. Illustres, I.. beg you to let me accompany you."

"Try flying."
Ah, yes... That could be a nasty issue. One you could work around if you'd do something about it, OL... Surely Kalmin isn't the only Weaponer trained with Spectrum technology? I mean, the Renegade found a student able to craft a Red ring...

He twitches, as if expecting to rise off the ground.

"I-."

"I understand, and I'm sympathetic. But if you can't use your ring reliably I can't in good conscience bring you with us."
Man, that'd sting. Having a chance to play a part in your people's rebirth, and you're benched because of the hope it brings you?

He closes his eye for a moment, then his environmental shield snaps back on.

"I will master myself. I was.. taken by surprise. It will not happen again"
Really? Really really? This isn't going to be a Sunday stroll, friend.

I take a moment to look inside him. There's no questioning his commitment, but that news rekindled a hope he'd long buried. He'd decided in his own mind that his species were heading for extinction, and on the off-chance that they weren't that he wouldn't live to see their rebirth. Even after the founding of the Orange Lantern Corps he regarded it as such a long term endeavour that it didn't change his mindset beyond 'it's good that that will be dealt with'.

But if we get enough biological samples, it shouldn't be that hard to persuade a Controller with geomantic inclinations to build them a planet and set up the cloning systems they need for accelerated biogenesis. The hold up had been that there wasn't enough genetic variety and the Controller who took the job would have to create it artificially, but with that done there could be a functioning planet up and running inside ten years.
And if it pays off, he actually can be there to witness it. The key part will be him staying on task, though... One hopeful daydream and... Well.

"I can't tell whether that's true or not."

"Illustres, I assure you, when faced with the enemy I will not deviate."
Careful there, Lantern. That's pushing dangerously close to Will, which can be just as bad in the field...

"And I'm sure that you believe that." I frown. "Take a moment to review my file on Lantern Koriand'r."

His eye glows for a second.

"The.. blue ring."
I mean, if you want to try crafting one yourself... As long as you don't mind spending months focusing on Hope...

I shrug. "There's nothing wrong with feeling hopeful. Ordinarily I'd say that if you're feeling hopeful, feel hopeful. But I don't have a spare blue ring." I bow my head for a moment. "Your life is your own. If you chose to risk it in this fashion, I'll have you. But you're intelligent enough-."

"It might be a better use of resources for the Corps to not dispatch me. But as you yourself have said, we are not the Utilitarian Lantern Corps. I want this."
Well... There's one good way to prove it...

I nod, and pull my ring off my finger and put it in my equipment harness. Then I hold out my left hand.

"Pass me your ring."
I wonder... How often does this sort of thing happen amongst Lanterns? A sort of display of dedication, of desire to do the job... I wonder if it's found a name yet, informal or not?

He blinks, but complies. For a moment we're incapable of understanding each other, then the environmental re-engages as I lay his ring on my palm and hold it out.

"Prove it."
Show him what you're made of, Lantern Threllian.

He nods, holding out his left hand. This whole thing's become a bit of a ritual amongst Orange Lanterns, but he gets it. If he can't call it back with a little added resistance, he'd be a fool to come along.

He settles himself, focusing on his desire to destroy the Reach-.
Wrong place to start. That's a rookie mistake. You should know better than that.

"Do you know if your homeworld was thaumically active?" The ring wobbles. "Because if it was, we might be able to-"

He works out where I'm going with that line of reasoning before I complete the sentence and his calling wobbles, but he bears down and suppresses the distracting impulse so quickly that if I wasn't looking at his thoughts as he did it I may not have noticed.
If his species has a blush response, he'd probably be displaying it now... ;) Whether from embarrassment or determination is up to you.

"-restore anyone we recover."

"Then-" There's a change in… Pressure within his emotional network. Oh, that's interesting. The impulse that was feeding his hope-thoughts is now… Feeding his avarice-related ones as well. "-I want to be there to see it."
Even if OL is just throwing an implausible idea out there, pulling souls out of their afterlife... That'd be one hell of a feat. And I'm impressed at his ability to modify his thought processes so easily. Take note of that, OL...

The ring leaps from my palm onto his left ring finger, his environmental shield flaring for a moment before settling back down.

"Looks like you're in, then. We'll be hitting your people's fleet second, just in case there's an overt trap involved. I'll want you on analytics."
Okay, not a juluuni, then. Though looking at Mr Zoat's link to the wiki... x3 Kind of an ugly-cute race.

"Yes, Illustres."

He looks up and then metaphorically rockets into the sky towards our ship. I narrow my eyes… They're installing the bio-lab module now, and I can see the flickers of orange and Lanterns Natu and Nax work to get it connected up faster than Ranx's stevedore teams could on their own. Georgia's still with Dox, so that just leaves Thaddeus.
...Wait, are you planning what I think you're planning?

I

appear next to him in the workshop he's purloined from one of Kalmin's students. It looks like he's taking an inventory.
Probably less advanced technology than he keeps at home, in some cases. He is a Sivana, after all. Also, impressive speed on that greediport. Unless that's just a measure of how mundane it's become for him that it barely rates a mention.

"Thaddeus-."

"I've never been in a duel before. Do I need to wear special clothes?"
Well, you may want the best armour you've got, along with all the strongest defensive gear you can come up with...

"Depends on how seriously you're taking it. Qwardian duels between Weaponers are about demonstrating their best equipment so there's no restriction on weapons or other equipment. Maltus doesn't have a duelling code."

"Hm." He plugs three devices into each other and twists a activator, causing green energy to collect in a crackling ball. "I am a little surprised you dropped me in it like that. You know I had her, right?"
Sure you did. Keep telling yourself that. Sooner or later, she'd have put together something to kick your ass so hard your ancestors would feel it (Not your descendents, of course. You wouldn't be having any...)

"I'm a little surprised you picked a fight on a planet that's actually quite important to me. Besides, I'm setting the rules of the fight. I aim to make it a learning experience for both of you."

"If she lasts more than five minutes."
Remind me, who's the duelling virgin here? I rather doubt sibling tussles with your sister the Marvel family would have prepared you for a real woman... ( o_O And that metaphor initially came out oddly mixed.)

"Then we have it fought in shorter rounds, with time for both of you to work on your equipment between them. This isn't about winning, Doctor Sivana. This is about what you can learn, even from an inferior opponent."

"Are you saying that you were acting in my interests?"
Well, that and keeping on his father's good side. I doubt Thaddeus senior would appreciate OL letting his son get into a sticky situation with an alien lady at his age... Not that Thaddeus himself hasn't had moments like that...

"I didn't honestly think you'd fight like that while you were here as my guest. I wanted you to stop, and I thought that was the best way to get you to do so."

"That's fair." He turns his device off with another twist. "And you have a point. I was treating it as a violent confrontation and not an opportunity. That was short sighted of me."
Indeed. So treat it as the learning opportunity it is. After all, facing off against the Marvels will only go so far for decent tests of your creations.

"If you want another opportunity, I'm going out to pick a fight with the Reach. Do you want to come along?"

"You know? I think that I do."
Ah, a prime new set of test subjects for his designs. Just don't forget your date, Tad.

And the crew continues to come together. Though hitting two of the fleets (at least?) seems optimistic. How do you know the Reach won't relocate or scuttle them once they realise what you're doing, OL? Counting too much on the idea that they might be too valuable to discard once they're at risk? Still, we'll be seeing soon enough...
 
"Are you saying that you were acting in my interests?"

"I didn't honestly think you'd fight like that while you were here as my guest. I wanted you to stop, and I thought that was the best way to get you to do so."

"That's fair." He turns his device off with another twist. "And you have a point. I was treating it as a violent confrontation and not an opportunity. That was short sighted of me."

"If you want another opportunity, I'm going out to pick a fight with the Reach. Do you want to come along?"

"You know? I think that I do."
It's nice that Paul is sorta friends with a family that has a few mad scientists he can get assistance from. Will there ever come a time when he needs the help of Thaddeus Sr, Jr, and Georgia to destroy something?
 

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