Handlewithcare
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Does getting blasted with Pony Rainbow Juice Carebear Stare count?
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Thank you, corrected.
No, they know plenty about the modern world. Not knowing was what caused their first attempt to fail.Ha! I figured he would. He and Pamela are about the only people involved in Accalacan that do know anything about the modern world, I suspect. Outside of any tribesfolk who were out undercover in the cities (which I think there was?)
No. Leather.Dried leaves dipped in something akin to blood and rolled into a smokable tube?
And when Australia does 'slightly', you know you caught it in a good mood.Australia has those!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Melaleuca_quinquenervia
They're only slightly poisonous.
Not just you. It's now crystal clear that someone's messing with Paul.Is it me or dies Paul seem a little...maniac in the last couple updates?
Maybe John's spell hasn't quiet given up yet?
Is it me or dies Paul seem a little...maniac in the last couple updates?
Maybe John's spell hasn't quiet given up yet?
Not just you. It's now crystal clear that someone's messing with Paul.
Makes sense.Well Paul has been thinking about finding John more and more lately, so maybe the spell is working overtime to make sure he's distracted.
Oh, no, the Russians and Chinese would see them as being too close to America. I seem to remember the idea of Japan Prime being upped getting quashed for the same reason. I wonder if there's actually been any sort of discussion about what the standard is? I mean, the scariest country on Earth at the moment is Bir Tawil, and that doesn't even have any inhabitants most of the time.
I roll my eyes. "Yes, funny. I assumed that if it was that uncomfortable to her that it was doing some sort of damage I couldn't perceive and so I stopped, given that she clearly doesn't have a problem with humans who know what they're doing manipulating plants."
"Export?" He puts out his cigar, stowing it in his clothing. "That would need to get approved by both parties to the agreement, but given how far away Earth is that shouldn't be a problem. I didn't think you had that many druids."
"Earth laughs at declarative statements. Who do I need to talk to?"
Well it's either that or Paul suddenly developed an extreme case of ADHD.Wait do we have confirmation that there is a John Spell fucking with Paul's ability to look for him or is it just an assumption we all agreed on? or is it just the general John record wiping spell?
Well it's either that or Paul suddenly developed an extreme case of ADHD.
Grayven was much more blatantly in need of intervention early on, and consequently got it. Oh El made better choices early, masking the need for intervention until quite late and letting people get used to the problems until they gave up on the potential to deal with them. (At this point I suspect people who could successfully intervene don't recognize it is not too late. Batman, for example, has probably come up with some plan to seal him away for millenia, maybe in a magical super Arcam, only as a measure of last resort, but hasn't thought to politely ask him to voluntarily get therapy.)Yup, both of the human and pony kind. He also has done more family bonding. While OhEl LITERALLY can't let himself take time off wirh his girlfriend.
Again I question how is Oh El the one that's supposed to have the better ending? As he went for a guy who was very cautious about using his power ring to... This.
After reading this my first thought was why doesn't anybody ever just sit down and talk about how they feel then I remembered the answer entertainment. We wouldn't have much of a story if everybody was rational or expressed their feelings.Grayven was much more blatantly in need of intervention early on, and consequently got it. Oh El made better choices early, masking the need for intervention until quite late and letting people get used to the problems until they gave up on the potential to deal with them. (At this point I suspect people who could successfully intervene don't recognize it is not too late. Batman, for example, has probably come up with some plan to seal him away for millenia, maybe in a magical super Arcam, only as a measure of last resort, but hasn't thought to politely ask him to voluntarily get therapy.)
After reading this my first thought was why doesn't anybody ever just sit down and talk about how they feel then I remembered the answer entertainment. We wouldn't have much of a story if everybody was rational or expressed their feelings.
Is it me or dies Paul seem a little...maniac in the last couple updates?
Maybe John's spell hasn't quiet given up yet?
The Demon Constantine appears to have put up a magical disguise almost good enough to fool Paul's empathic vision.
The Demon Constantine appears to have put up a magical disguise almost good enough to fool Paul's empathic vision.
Paul found the Demon Constantine in his secret identity.
I wonder how badly this is going to mess her up?Everyone's staring at us, though only Ms. Ryan does so with any sort of familiarity. I've only spoken to her twice, but I'm fairly distinctive. The man opposite her, with violet strands trailing between them… Clearly isn't The Demon Constantine.
Very clearly.
I can even see the desire set that doesn't match his at all.
And we know that those desires weren't there a year ago.
I form a construct around him and yank him out of his seat.
"Hey! What the feck-!"
And we feed on the spell and it collapses, causing his appearance to snap back to John's before rotting into his demonic form.
"You're under arrest. Again."
Thank you, corrected.
Given how... Lively... Transit through the Honden can be, I'm not surprised he's taking every precaution to ensure his little treat arrives in the same shape he left J with. I am impressed that he got one so quickly. All of two hours to score an early production model?7th November 2012
10:28 GMT -3
Dr. Isley looks around as I materialise, prize in a large case in my right hand.
"What's that? Why can't I feel it?"
Well, you did say you missed having one. And if you two should happen to be able to make local versions..."Warded. There's an alien plant inside. Euanthe never had any problem with those before, but given how heavily engineered it is I thought I'd check that no one was doing anything that required intense concentration."
"What does it-? A plant computer?"
The joy of connections. Heck, if it works out, he might well be able to arrange a trade deal. I'm sure Euanthe can contribute some clever things to J and Alstair."I know of two planets with advanced plant-based civilisations. I introduced them about a year and a half ago, and they've been cooperating ever since. If Euanthe turns out to be able to handle this-" I raise the case slightly, then lower it again. "-I can arrange for a visit."
"How many did you get?"
That would be an amusing career trajectory for her. From super-powered eco-terrorist to UN member in all of two years."Just one, to test out. They can make more pretty quickly, but after you study it for a bit you might be able to make your own."
"Did you actually want us on the UN Security Council?"
I wonder, would the UN consider turning down having UN Peacekeepers with superhuman physiques. Even if they operate in their own units, just one such unit could make for a big stick."No, no-. I mean, I don't.. have an opinion. If I wanted it to happen I'd be doing more work than this. But if you get there, then-"
"Hugo's the head of state."
Or rather, help her do it safely? One misapplied twist in the spells needed, and... Good bye biosphere."-go him." I nod at Euanthe and Mr. Zatara. They're sitting in the lotus position facing one another, Euanthe's bonsai plant floating in the air between them. "What are they doing?"
"Checking what will happen if Euanthe succeeds. Zatara offered to help her with it if she helped him first."
Effectively running a simulation of what would happen, maybe? Sort of a precognitive divination?"How much longer do they have to go?"
"I don't know. What they're doing… It's on a level far beyond anything I can do."
You know, OL. With all the thaumic noise from your greediport."But you're watching carefully and learning from it?"
"I was. Now I've lost my place."
Better than being a crazy Arkham frequent visitor obsessed with 'saving' the plant-life of the world from humanity..."Ah. Sorry."
"No. No, the job comes first." She exhales. "I'm not used to having people depend on me. Or… Look up to me. Not since Gotham University."
Hopefully she didn't make them dress up in leaf-themed long-johns or something."Didn't you used to employ a few henchpeople?"
"As Pois-." She shakes her head. "In Gotham, I thought they were idiotic meatbags helping me cause their extinction. I didn't think of them as actual colleagues. I wouldn't have noticed how they felt about me."
At least they'd have a high chance of surviving her service, unlike, say, the Joker's goons.
I'm guessing he's made his list of spell pings, and checked it twice...
O-ho! But is it actually John or just someone with the same trick? He had to learn it from somewhere, after all..."Excuse me." I raise my ring to my left ear. "Orange Lantern here. Are you ready to perform the scan?"
"That is not quite how it works. I em contacting you because I have detected someone using the spell now."
Hmm... Now what would Johnny-boy be doing in Ireland, hmm?
Evidently OL's memory of Hellblazer characters is damn good.
Okay, now I'm really curious... And kind of worried.I hand the case to Dr. Isley.
"Please work on this with Euanthe when she comes out of this. I'm afraid that this requires my immediate personal attention."
Oooh, the suspense."I will send you the coordinate."
"Thank you, but I think I've got a pretty good idea where he is."
...Hmm. To the Wikis!"If you know where he is, why have you not already made contact?"
"Because he wasn't there. Moving
At least he was smart enough not to go diving right on top of them...now."
7th November 2012
13:28 GMT
I appear in the air, a.. short distance from the office of a major publisher. I've been here before and I recognise the desires there. But my target… There. A restaurant, getting lunch.
OL, consider: Massive magical backup, just offering his help...
Well, good to see he can make a sensible decision.I want to say, 'that won't be necessary, thank you', but the fact is that my relationship with the British government is nothing like good enough to storm in, do my thing and then leave without it causing a huge mess for everyone else. Whereas Dr. Balewa has a Justice League warrant, can legally make arrests and is by default treated as the expert that he is in the field of magic.
"Would be helpful, thank you."
Yes, please do exposit for those not in the know?An arc of white runes flicker in the air, vanishing as he steps through.
"What do you know?"
...Oh, hell. Literally. Not him again. Almost as annoying as Truggs. But less likely to cause a disaster directly."Once upon a time, a magician called John Constantine wanted to avoid going to hell."
I drop down to street level, causing a minor disturbance in the local population. Though it's not so much 'run and hide' as 'get your camera'. Winds roil next to me as Dr. Balewa appears. Once he's regained his composure I march in the direction of the restaurant.
So, is he looking to get his leg over with her, or just do something to her to hurt John? Or hell, both."So he created a golem with his blood and magic, and gave it enough of his memories that it could stand in for him in the ritual sacrifice. And the only good memory he gave it is his memory of his relationship with professional illustrator Kathryn Ryan. Suffice to say, the Demon Constantine doesn't like his progenitor-"
I shove open the restaurant door and march inside.
Pfft, right. Glamour!"-very much."
Everyone's staring at us, though only Ms. Ryan does so with any sort of familiarity. I've only spoken to her twice, but I'm fairly distinctive. The man opposite her, with violet strands trailing between them… Clearly isn't The Demon Constantine.
Demon did his homework, at least...Very clearly.
I can even see the desire set that doesn't match his at all.
...Pity OL has a direct line to check that sort of thing.And we know that those desires weren't there a year ago.
I form a construct around him and yank him out of his seat.
And if that sounds a bit excessive: Demon. Constantine. Either of those things is trouble. Both? Well, you do the math..."Hey! What the feck-!"
And we feed on the spell and it collapses, causing his appearance to snap back to John's before rotting into his demonic form.
"You're under arrest. Again."
Under what grounds?
He did break out of prison.Under what grounds?
As much as some people might like, being a Constantine isn't a crime.
I like to think of him as Ophidian's thinking-brain human.... But I suppose I should put quotes around "human" at this point.Unfortunately Paul is a greed elemental in a meat suit and he is the adopted son of the Great Snake.