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

...well. That gives an extra reason for Morpheus to aid Sandy and the heroes. Even if it wouldn't work, it causing damage would still Not Be Something Morpheus Wants.

Also well timed for this arc to happen in the lead up to the Netflix Sandman series
 
Ok When did Demon fate appear last because I've forgotten it entirely.
 
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I somehow doubt Apokolips hadn't tried this already.

It's a problem with too high stakes in general: if a single action, like a physics experiment or something, could destroy all of creation you know it actually won't because otherwise at some point someone would most likely already have done it and creation would be gone.

Kinda takes the tension out.
I mean yeah but if you're going to take that stance then nothing ever has any tension because someone will always have tried and failed in the past or will try and succeed in the future, especially in a setting with a multiverse

Its like Owlman in Crisis on Two Earths, it doesn't matter that he didn't end the multiverse because a version of him will inevitably succeed
 
During the story with Earth 666 and the New Reichsman. I believe Krummkreuz was the title, but I could be wrong

Past Participant.

Future Tense was Truggs that introduced Demon supergirl and the invasion. Past Participant had Demon Fate invade in chapter 6 and was defeated and assimilated by OL. The rest was them on demon earth.

The Reichsmen were in Krummkreuz which was part 2 of the demon story where they got reinforcements from Earth X.
 
What if Quinn was trying to find a way back to Paul's home worldline?

Past Participant.

Future Tense was Truggs that introduced Demon supergirl and the invasion. Past Participant had Demon Fate invade in chapter 6 and was defeated and assimilated by OL. The rest was them on demon earth.

The Reichsmen were in Krummkreuz which was part 2 of the demon story where they got reinforcements from Earth X.
OK. Are we still at five Supergirls right now? I've lost track, and there's a chance that it might matter again, later.
 
They may potentially be connected to it, but it may just be a small connection and what Quinn was trying to do could have made their connection much bigger.
As the sum totality of a concept that predates even the universe, I'm not so sure what the thresholds would be but I'm betting that unless its the Darksied thing that's bigger than multiverses it would probably not matter.

Then again Dream was trapped by a guy in his basement. Eh magic.
 
Feasibility Study (part 2)
18th November 2012
11:54 GMT +3


"…mechanical engineering, you know?"

Kon hurls the tree trunk and Wolf bounds off after it.

"Does Happy Harbour High School teach that?"

"We don't work on stuff that big in shop class, but there's an after school club for it."

He looks at me expectantly as the trunk crashes back down to earth in the distance.

"Could be useful in your other job, too."

"As a superhero?" He frowns, puzzled. "I guess. It hasn't really come up so far-."

"No, I meant as Crown Prince of Themyscira. You could teach women who don't quite feel brave enough to leave the island, get them used to complex machinery."

He looks away slightly awkwardly. "Shouldn't Mitchell be Crown Prince? He's older."

"Oh? Hankering for a normal life?"

"I don't… I don't know. I don't really think that Themyscira needs a prince."

"It went three thousand years without a princess, but Diana's still found a way to make herself useful."

In the distance, Wolf finally catches up with the trunk and gnaws at it, trying to find an angle that will let her pick it up and drag it back.

"Besides, they're going to have a new generation of Themysciran boys before too long. Having you and Mitchell around as role models will set a good example."

His eyes drop for a moment, then come back up. "You hear about the court case?"

"Surprised it took this long."

Because in Old Themyscira, it was perfectly normal for women who felt like getting pregnant to meet up with a man during festival time, and not unusual for her to never speak to him again. Everyone on Themyscira was most emphatically told that that's not how it works in Man's World but unsurprisingly a woman called Medina didn't listen. Or didn't care. Which means that Diana's dealing with Themyscira's first paternity lawsuit in three thousand years because the man in question wants contact with his child.

And yes, Themyscira did have paternity suits back in the Old City. They weren't much like modern suits; women didn't get paid by the father to raise their own children in the old days. It was more about notifying that there was a child so the family could avoid accidental incest and arguments over whether a boy would be brought up by the father or the mother's brother.

And, naturally, there's no procedure for handling civil lawsuits between Americans and Amazons. Medina's been living on a farm in the north of Themyscira for the last five hundred years or so and doesn't appear to have any plans to show up in America again. Or pay much attention to the thoughts of the forum, which appears to think that she's at the very least conducting herself poorly in relation to a friendly country.

"You know, you could take to the forum yourself."

"So could you."

I shrug. "I'm not involved. I'm the technology guy."

"It's your portal. I thought you wanted Themyscira to have-"

"Yes."

"-more direct contact with America."

"Yes, but I can't be-."

Wolf walks up to us, twisting her neck and releasing to 'throw' the trunk at me.

"Good wolf."

She sits, tail wagging and eyes expectant. I generate a construct hand and pretend to throw the tree.

"Rrreeehhhuuuugh."

She just stares at me.

"Clever gi-."

My construct hand throws the tree, and she's about half a second delayed as she expects I'm going to try faking it again. Then she dashes off after it.

"I can't be doing everything about it. Inter-government stuff needs to be handled by the royal family."

"And because you're not around."

I wince, because… It's true. I've dropped down from a couple of visits a week to one a fortnight. And those are visits to specific individuals I need to talk to for something I'm doing.

"And because I'm not around. But it's a big universe and I'm not around a lot of places."

Kon watches Wolf for a moment.

"Do you think I should talk to the guy?"

"Not really. I mean, it will be interesting to hear him explain exactly what he thought was going to happen when he had a hook-up with an Amazon he'd never met before, but in America he'd still be on the hook."

"Wally said he thought it was a publicity thing."

I shrug. "Could be. Might be worth looking into. Or.. you could just ask M'gann to read his mind."

"Or you could just look at him."

I…

John's back and in recovery, which requires me to appear on Themyscira every other day or so. Which is why I even know about Medina's reproductive reprobacy; I heard one of John's counsellors talking about it.

"I could, but I'm not sure that it would have legal significance. I mean, American men can't say 'she said she was on the pill' to get out of child support payments. Why would 'he didn't say anything about wanting contact with the child' get her out of having to make contact arrangements?"

"Because she's on Themyscira." He shrugs. "Probably be a lot easier to get the forum to agree a rule about child rearing if you could honestly say that he wanted to be a father."

"But that implies that I would be around for every incident, when what I want is for them to agree how normal law will work."

"Grandma left it until I proved to everyone that I was a hero before she got the forum to change the succession rules. Now they've changed it, if I have a son, he wouldn't have to prove himself in the same way because the law has already changed."

"So… You want me to come up with a legal mechanism for handling civil law disputes between Themysciran citizens and American citizens?"

He gives me a quiet huff.

"And how long is that going to take you?"

"I could write the laws in five minutes. The difficult bit is finding what everyone wants. The forum might think that Medina's being a prat, but you know that it's not a good place for actually creating policy."

"Okay. How about we work on it together? You handle the law and I'll handle the people."



"Will you be wearing your robes?"



"Do I have to?"
 
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Kon hurls the tree trunk and Wolf bounds off after it.

An alien hybrid boy and his genetically enhanced wolf.

anything about wanting contact with the child' get her could of having to make contact arrangements?"

"get her aside from having"

Now they're changed it, if I have a son, he wouldn't have to prove himself in the same

"Now they've changed"

So I guess the title refers to whether or not this is going to work.
 
18th November 2012
11:54 GMT +3


"…mechanical engineering, you know?"

Kon hurls the tree trunk and Wolf bounds off after it.
Ah, playing 'fetch' the way only a pair of Danner Enhanciles could. Yes, I know, part kryptonian, but he's also part human, and the Danner part stops the bits from being... Unbalanced, in terms of durability. Still, it's nice to see him being a normal guy, even if he's taking it to quite the extreme.

"Does Happy Harbour High School teach that?"

"We don't work on stuff that big in shop class, but there's an after school club for it."
And even if you can't use super-strength to help out, you're still a big guy. I'm sure the lads will appreciate the muscle.

He looks at me expectantly as the trunk crashes back down to earth in the distance.

"Could be useful in your other job, too."
True, knowing the best spot to hit a giant robot to stop a joint or weapon working might be handy one day.

"As a superhero?" He frowns, puzzled. "I guess. It hasn't really come up so far-."

"No, I meant as Crown Prince of Themyscira. You could teach women who don't quite feel brave enough to leave the island, get them used to complex machinery."
...Huh. Might want to give him a few years on that, though. So he has enough knowledge to actually teach.

He looks away slightly awkwardly. "Shouldn't Mitchell be Crown Prince? He's older."

"Oh? Hankering for a normal life?"
Besides, Mitch is a quieter guy. He's probably not looking to take the spotlight like that.

"I don't… I don't know. I don't really think that Themyscira needs a prince."

"It went three thousand years without a princess, but Diana's still found a way to make herself useful."
And at least you got to skip the awkward mothering phase being a child around several hundred thousand women would produce.

In the distance, Wolf finally catches up with the trunk and gnaws at it, trying to find an angle that will let her pick it up and drag it back.

"Besides, they're going to have a new generation of Themysciran boys before too long. Having you and Mitchell around as role models will set a good example."
Ah, some of the ladies taking advantage of travel to the outside world properly, hmm?

His eyes drop for a moment, then come back up. "You hear about the court case?"

"Surprised it took this long."
I mean, it might take some of them a while to get the nerve to go abroad, never mind anything else they might get up to...

Because in Old Themyscira, it was perfectly normal for women who felt like getting pregnant to meet up with a man during festival time, and not unusual for her to never speak to him again. Everyone on Themyscira was most emphatically told that that's not how it works in Man's World but unsurprisingly a woman called Medina didn't listen. Or didn't care. Which means that Diana's dealing with Themyscira's first paternity lawsuit in three thousand years because the man in question wants contact with his child.
...Well, at least they didn't kill them outright, like some versions of the idea.

And yes, Themyscira did have paternity suits back in the Old City. They weren't much like modern suits; women didn't get paid by the father to raise their own children in the old days. It was more about notifying that there was a child so the family could avoid accidental incest and arguments over whether a boy would be brought up by the father or the mother's brother.
Because there are some things a man can't learn from a woman, no matter how you slice it, nor things a boy would willingly talk about his mother with. :p

And, naturally, there's no procedure for handling civil lawsuits between Americans and Amazons. Medina's been living on a farm in the north of Themyscira for the last five hundred years or so and doesn't appear to have any plans to show up in America. Or pay much attention to the thoughts of the forum, which appears to think that she's at the very least conducting herself poorly in relation to a friendly country.

"You know, you could take to the forum yourself."
And of course, some are probably going "'We did it this way for centuries even before coming to the island. What's wrong with tradition?" There's always some.

"So could you."

I shrug. "I'm not involved. I'm the technology guy."
And I suspect Hippolyta and the other leaders would rather you not make any more awkward incidents anytime soon.

"It's your portal. I thought you wanted Themyscira to have-"

"Yes."

"-more direct contact with America."
OL's more of a 'set thing up, let other people sort out the details' guy, if anything.

"Yes, but I can't be-."

Wolf walks up to us, twisting her neck and releasing to 'throw' the trunk at me.
Heh. Looks like someone wants them to stop talking and play.

"Good wolf."

She sits, tail wagging and eyes expectant. I generate a construct hand and pretend to throw the tree.
Aw, OL. Don't do her dirty like that...

"Rrreeehhhuuuugh."

She just stares at me.
...Especially when she's smart enough to know you'd do that.

"Clever gi-."

My construct had throws the tree, and she's about half a second delayed as she expects I'm going to try faking it again. Then she dashes off after it.
She's such a good dog, isn't she?

"I can't be doing everything about it. Inter-government stuff needs to be handled by the royal family."

"And because you're not around."
Very busy fellow, please understand. But seriously, OL does have way too many irons in the fire. Man needs to learn to delegate, and trust that they can do what he wants them to.

I wince, because… It's true. I've dropped down from a couple of visits a week to one a fortnight. And those are visits to specific individuals I need to talk to for something I'm doing.

"And because I'm not around. But it's a big universe and I'm not around a lot of places."
Yes, how is the Orange Lantern Corps going, again? Or your students?

Kon watches Wolf for a moment.

"Do you think I should talk to the guy?"
I mean, if he is pursuing custody for good reason...

"Not really. I mean, it will be interesting to hear him explain exactly what he thought was going to happen when he had a hook-up with an Amazon he'd never met before, but in America he'd still be on the hook."

"Wally said he thought it was a publicity thing."
And depending on circumstances, I suspect alcohol played quite a part?

I shrug. "Could be. Might be worth looking into. Or.. you could just ask M'gann to read his mind."

"Or you could just look at him."
I mean, you are a Themyscrian citizen, and kind of part of the upper class. Getting involved would be expected, if not desired.

I…

John's back and in recovery, which requires me to appear on Themyscira every other day or so. Which is why I even know about Medina's reproductive reprobacy; I heard one of John's counsellors talking about it.
Well, it's something new to gossip about. No wonder it's spread so far.

"I could, but I'm not sure that it would have legal significance. I mean, American men can't say 'she said she was on the pill' to get out of child support payments. Why would 'he didn't say anything about wanting contact with the child' get her could of having to make contact arrangements?"

"Because she's on Themyscira." He shrugs. "Probably be a lot easier to get the forum to agree a rule about child rearing if you could honestly say that he wanted to be a father."
Because this will probably not be the last such case that pops up.

"But that implies that I would be around for every incident, when what I want is for them to agree how normal law will work."

"Grandma left it until I proved to everyone that I was a hero before she got the forum to change the succession rules. Now they're changed it, if I have a son, he wouldn't have to prove himself in the same way because the law as already changed."
It probably wouldn't hurt, though. Martial prowess is something of a qualification for the Amazons...

"So… You want me to come up with a legal mechanism for handling civil law disputes between Themysciran citizens and American citizens?"

He gives me a quiet huff.
Heh, he probably assumed OL would be all over it, because it just sounds so interesting.

"And how long is that going to take you?"

"I could write the laws in five minutes. The difficult bit is finding what everyone wants. The forum might think that Medina's being a prat, but you know that it's not a good place for actually creating policy."
And a referendum might give surprising results, even if they check with everyone.

"Okay. How about we work on it together? You handle the law and I'll handle the people."



"Will you be wearing your robes?"
...The off-the-shoulder, chest-baring kind, perhaps?

I'm sure the ladies would appreciate the view.

Nice to see Kon again. How long has it been since they've had a casual chat like this on-screen, now? I mean, bouncing around the weirder corners of the DC Universe is fun and all, but some of us do enjoy the quiet, character-interaction-heavy bit now and again... I would not be surprised if this turned out to be a breather episode, before things get really intense before the end of the season. Just something fun and silly, before the excrement is flung towards the rotary cooling device...
 
"But that implies that I would be around for every incident, when what I want is for them to agree how normal law will work."

"Grandma left it until I proved to everyone that I was a hero before she got the forum to change the succession rules. Now they're changed it, if I have a son, he wouldn't have to prove himself in the same way because the law as already changed."
Glad someone finally called out LePaul's bullshit excuse to get out of doing things.
 
excellent. Themyscira is one of my favorite topics, and now especially because there's the opportunity for Constantine to pop in and get magical. toss some Swamp Thing/Green lore into the mix and i'll be cumming day and night.
 
It's always nice to see Conner and Themescyria! This looks to be fun.
 
The construct Helmet of Demon Fate precipitates out of my ring, hovering in the air.
"How may I serve?"
"
It turns out that I need a doorstop. Well volunteered."

You ran through a dream storm when you had a copy of the key to the tower's front door in your pocket the whole time.
 
It's also not inconceivable that Quinn changed out the metaphorical locks, even before considering any possible differences between this universe's Fate and the Demon Universe's Fate.

To say nothing of the fact that Quinn would have had access to the records of that debacle and could have read that OL had a spare Fate, slightly used.
 
Cidicide
17th October 2009
21:22 GMT -5


Komand'r twists her head around on my chest so that she can look me in the eyes, a mildly perturbed expression on her face.

"Do you think we've..?"

She hesitates, her frown deepening.

I raise my eyebrows, arms wrapping a little tighter around her torso as we lie on the sofa. "We've..?"

"Gotten… Boring."

"I can't say I've ever tried to live my life on the basis of how interesting it would be to read about."

I raise my gaze to look around our living room. Photographs of our wedding, our friends and our son decorate the surfaces, my skull collection having been relocated to my athenaeum. A few of Alikand'r's toys have been left on the floor were they fell, but other than that it's a fairly normal upper class living room. Nothing to suggest that it's home to a couple of galaxy-renowned bounty hunters. Is.. that what she means?

"If you don't like the decorations-?"

"No, not the-." She sighs, the back of her head falling back onto my chest. "It's-. When was the last time we killed someone?"

"Two days ago."

She frowns. "Was it?"

"Toyman?" Her frown deepens. "He had those giant windup soldiers-."

"Oh him." She considers the matter, and her frown deepens further. "Why didn't I remember that? It was only a couple of days ago."

"If tamaranean brains work like human brains, it's probably because it didn't stand out."

Her brow relaxes a little. "What do you mean?"

"We've killed a lot of people, right?"

"Yeah?"

"So the first time you kill someone, that's a big deal. But after that, you're just repeating yourself. It's not a new experience so your brain doesn't encode it in the same way."

"You mean…" She relaxes very slightly into my chest. "It feels like we've been doing less fighting lately, but actually..?"

I smile, shifting my calves across her thighs-.

"No, seriously, not-. 'Fighting' each other." She tilts her head back again so that she's looking at me upside down. "It's bothering me."

I nod, then generate a construct time/kills line graph in the air in front of us. There're troughs and peaks, but the average is relatively consistent month on month.

"Slightly fewer assassinations and slightly more mass killings, but the total hasn't actually changed much."

"So they're.. just not memorable enough."

"That's one way of putting it. But it's more about how new an experience is than absolute quality. Even if the fight is amazing, there isn't all that much difference between an amazing fight and a mundane one. After a while they all sort of blur together-."

"And I keep wondering where all the time went. Because it passes without me really making any new memories." She move her arms so that they're laying on mine. "Huh."

"Basically. But that's… Pretty normal. When you're young everything is new, and then as you get older you learn what sort of things you like doing and start doing that more."

"But then you're just doing the same kind of thing and not anything that's going to stick in your brain." Her face creases. "So that's it? We either make ourselves miserable or stop being able to remember things?"

"Do you remember last time you read to Alikand'r?"

"Yeah, that was about.. three hours ago. I read him The Very Hungry Caterpillar." She wrinkles her nose. "Human children's books are weird."

"And before that?"

"The farm book. The one with the pop-up animals. I remember-."

She jerks up into a sitting position, pushing my legs aside as she twists around to face me.

"I thought my brain was going to stop.. sabotaging me after I gave birth." Her eyes narrow and glow faintly. "Have you gotten me pregnant again? I said, one!"

I sit up, wrap my arms around Koriand'r's back and then fall back, pulling her face into the crook of my neck.

"No, the mood swing you had when you were pregnant is… Something I'm never going to forget, and it wasn't like this. This is actually normal. For humans, as well as tamaraneans."

"So we're just… Normal?"

"Normal for us. Or… Stable. I mean, is there anything in our life that you don't like?"

She opens her mouth to reply, then closes it again, thinking deeply.

"All your enemies in Vega are dead. Tamaran is rebuilding. Your other enemies are dead or cowed into compliance. You have me and Alikand'r. Did we miss anyone you hate?"

"I don't think so. Unless I got so used to hating that I forgot someone."

"Okay then. What is it that you don't have that you still want?"

"It's not about being in a good place objectively. Right? I-." She lifts her head up to do a quick check of the room. "I love you and Alikand'r. And I want to make sure that he has the childhood I didn't get."

"I want him to have the childhood you didn't get too."

She inhales deeply, then exhales sharply.

"Okay. I want to do more fighting, but fighting I'll actually remember. Different fighting. Does Earth have fighting tournaments?"

"So many fighting tournaments. But most of them don't let aliens or people with superpowers take part."

"Underground fighting tournaments?"

"They'd be more likely to run away than fight us. We've got a bit of a reputation."

"Then-. Where are we supposed to get memorable fights?"

19th October 2009
09:02 GMT -5


"So, um."

On the opposite sofa, Blue Beetle looks like he's really regretting offering to do these interviews. Next to me, Komand'r smiles and gives my hand a light squeeze. This should deal with her problem nicely.

"What do you think you'd bring to the Justice League?"
 
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So the Enlightened Rage Lantern is the one with the most...evolved family life? And a kid?
...
Yeah, okay

"Fellow citizen! Do you wish to join the League to fight for Truth, Justice and an arbitrarily idealised american way?!?!"

"Nah, just bored"

"Oh..."
 

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