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

We're All Mad Here (part 24) New
18th July 2013
14:20 GMT -5

I-

In the corner of my eye I spot Bobo peering down from the rafters, quite sensibly keeping his head down.

-generate construct boosters and blast myself back, ramming through the loading bay door and into the car park. Check-. Yes, they're following me so up, make sure that any shots that miss-

Like that one.

-don't hit a person or a building. Following me, good. Evasive motion, maintain distance, gain height. See what they do, because if I'm lucky then Dr. Tetch's control is distance limited and they might just revert.

No, it.. doesn't look like-. Ugh.

Alright, they can switch from big beam to pulse fire, and 'bait' distance is too close to dodge light speed attacks reliably. Railgun, crumbler round… Test whether it punches through their nanotech armour when it hits an arm or a leg, then… Go for the New God devices-.

They're slowing and stopping well below the clouds. I keep going up but they've-.

One begins to descend slowly, face pointing towards me and firing red bolts which we both know aren't going to cause significant damage at me… To keep me focused. The other turns face down and flies-. Back towards the city, red eye charging-!

I transition down, experiencing momentary relief that it's not still being jammed. Crumbler gauntlet punch-

A small part of me winces.

-to the O.M.A.C.'s face disrupts its charge but the energy release destroys the construct armour around my right arm. It's face… The armour is grey and flaking where I hit, but I can also see the red lines glowing as it's replaced almost immediately.

Hand-!

And apparently rearranging its face doesn't stop it seeing! It's formed its hands into blades, making them glow as it jabs at every part of my armour that it can reach! I can block-. Some angles by punching its forearms, knocking them off course and damaging the armour there. But it's a lot more agile than me and some of the hits are tearing through my cuirass. The armour is thick there, but I can't keep taking hits…

And apparently the repair function isn't working, which is concerning because matter transmutation is a pretty basic ring function-.

The O.M.A.C. that had stayed in the upper atmosphere to monitor me has followed us down, but it's just… Watching, the circuitry all over its head glowing.

Right.

Tran-. No, that's out again. Boosters, fly around the O.M.A.C. I'm fighting punch to the shoulder again again-! Hit flesh that time. Grapple, use construct boosters to interpose the O.M.A.C. I've grabbed between me and the other one. Can I repair the gashes now?

No.

Fine, then I can-.

Glowing hand-!

I gasp as a glowing red hand slices through my construct helmet, actual helmet, and passes close enough by my chin that my skin chars! I release them and go for a punch, but they drop down-

DODGE!

-under the beam the other one aimed right at my face! Okay, still alive, helmet… Basically gone-. Repair-.

Fuck!

Kara Two flashes me a smile as she and the O.M.A.C. she's beating shoot past, the O.M.A.C. training its face on me as it just accepts the punches to its chest.

"You're doing great!"

I'm-. Not, but-.

How come they're not jamming her? Kryptonian organelles should be-.

Mundane physics. Kryptonian biological force fields are a degree of magnitude more 'normal' than power rings. And… Aren't entirely unlike the O.M.A.C. energy siphon in general function. So I'm just lucky, I guess.

Back off, ignore the discomfort of the cold air on my exposed face. Inertia shield is still working so the wind isn't blinding me-.

Use constructs to dodge again, form a railgun construct, and… Ignore the fact that whatever they're doing appears to be weirdly selective about what it disrupts. Evasive pattern as both of the O.M.A.C.s targetting me go for pulsed shots again. Load crumbler rounds, target belt area on that one, check what's on the far side… Fine. Charge, fire-!

And they shot it out of the air. Both of them, at the same time.

Um.

Another railgun, load crumbler rounds and fire. They switch to point defence mode again but that gives me enough time without one of them jamming me to switch to knit my armour back together.
Better.

Alright, punching them is a bad idea and shooting them with crumbler rounds isn't working. Or-.

I fire at my two opponents, using my rings to carefully track Kara Two's opponent who appears to be happy to be used as a punching bag. Wait for it, keep moving to force them to recalculate angles… Fire!

The O.M.A.C.s jerk their heads around in apparent surprise as their pulses miss because I've retained my guns. The rounds hit-. Yes, okay, right in the abdomen and… One on the side, the armour greying-!

"Supergirl, hit-!"

She blurs closer, her eye beams burning as she thrusts her right hand through the armour, emerging a moment later with its belt, which she… Hurls away-.

"Careful with those!"

July 18th, 2013
14:22 EST

I had considered replacing or augmenting the glass with some sort of force field, but in the end I decided that the momentary pleasure I would receive from watching the alien slam into it like a bug on the windshield wasn't worth revealing my capacities. However, I think that this may be an opportune time to-.

The left window -which is supposed to be shatterproof- shatters as another one of those belt decorations embeds itself in my floor, the noise and wind of Metropolis making an unwelcome arrival a moment later.

Someone is going to answer for this.

18th July 2013
14:22 GMT -5

"Great! Now do the forehead!"

The damaged O.M.A.C. flails for a moment, and one of my opponents dashes in to pull it out of Kara Two's way. She grins.

"Get back here so I can help you!"

I target my remaining opponent while he's distracted, aiming-.

Another O.M.A.C. rockets into Kara Two's side, hands glowing and-

"Ow!"

-landing two solid punches which burn through her costume and blacken her skin before she can kick him away! I fire a volley of crumbler rounds, but the damaged O.M.A.C. appears functional enough to intercept them while-.

Where did that other O.M.A.C. come-?

Kara!
 
Hey, so what are the odds of one of those O.M.A.C.s possessing some weird and obscure kryptonite variant (Pink, Periwinkle, Bizarro, Magnetic, Slow, Jewel, Silver, etc…) that could have weird effects on the Karas?
 
Mundane physics. Kryptonian biological force fields are a degree of magnitude more 'normal' than power rings. And… Aren't entirely unlike the O.M.A.C. energy siphon in general function. So I'm just lucky, I guess.
Or... You know... Batman purposefully designed the things to take you down...

Which I'll note just a handful totally would have done without Kara there to save your ass.
 
18th July 2013
14:20 GMT -5


I-

In the corner of my eye I spot Bobo peering down from the rafters, quite sensibly keeping his head down.
Good to see him keeping safe, but that call-out feels foreshadow-y. That would be a fun thing to see: OL, Canis and the Karas fighting the OMACs, only to get back and find Bobo has nobbled Tetch because he's a good ape.

-generate construct boosters and blast myself back, ramming through the loading bay door and into the car park. Check-. Yes, they're following me so up, make sure that any shots that miss-

Like that one.
Joy of foes not concerned about collateral damage: It falls to you to prevent it in their place.

-don't hit a person or a building. Following me, good. Evasive motion, maintain distance, gain height. See what they do, because if I'm lucky then Dr. Tetch's control is distance limited and they might just revert.

No, it.. doesn't look like-. Ugh.
New God technology laughs at silly mortal concepts like distance.

Alright, they can switch from big beam to pulse fire, and 'bait' distance is too close to dodge light speed attacks reliably. Railgun, crumbler round… Test whether it punches through their nanotech armour when it hits an arm or a leg, then… Go for the New God devices-.
Risky, given he'll probably have to go melee to grip them, since his constructs are playing silly buggers.

They're slowing and stopping well below the clouds. I keep going up but they've-.

One begins to descend slowly, face pointing towards me and firing red bolts which we both know aren't going to cause significant damage at me… To keep me focused. The other turns face down and flies-. Back towards the city, red eye charging-!
Presumably dismissing OL as a threat to his master and returning to guard Tetch.

I transition down, experiencing momentary relief that it's not still being jammed. Crumbler gauntlet punch-

A small part of me winces.
Especially since that nano-armour layer isn't that thick, so the guy probably lost a chunk of skin from the periphery of the field.

-to the O.M.A.C.'s face disrupts its charge but the energy release destroys the construct armour around my right arm. It's face… The armour is grey and flaking where I hit, but I can also see the red lines glowing as it's replaced almost immediately.

Hand-!
Not pierced, but with sustained shots, he might break through...

And apparently rearranging its face doesn't stop it seeing! It's formed its hands into blades, making them glow as it jabs at every part of my armour that it can reach! I can block-. Some angles by punching its forearms, knocking them off course and damaging the armour there. But it's a lot more agile than me and some of the hits are tearing through my cuirass. The armour is thick there, but I can't keep taking hits…
Especially since that glow is probably nothing friendly.

And apparently the repair function isn't working, which is concerning because matter transmutation is a pretty basic ring function-.

The O.M.A.C. that had stayed in the upper atmosphere to monitor me has followed us down, but it's just… Watching, the circuitry all over its head glowing.
Looks like that one is on jamming duties, then. I'm guessing it has a wide-area Spectrum-disrupting field generator as an option. Or the New God tech is handling that part.

Right.

Tran-. No, that's out again. Boosters, fly around the O.M.A.C. I'm fighting punch to the shoulder again again-! Hit flesh that time. Grapple, use construct boosters to interpose the O.M.A.C. I've grabbed between me and the other one. Can I repair the gashes now?
Honestly, multiple constructs might also get around any pinpoint barrier system it might use. Force it to try and block more places than it can protect at once...

No.

Fine, then I can-.

Glowing hand-!
Because of course they have minor super-speed too.

I gasp as a glowing red hand slices through my construct helmet, actual helmet, and passes close enough by my chin that my skin chars! I release them and go for a punch, but they drop down-

DODGE!
A very good thing he's progressed to the point of pain resistance as long as his Rings hold out. That would have put most people down.

-under the beam the other one aimed right at my face! Okay, still alive, helmet… Basically gone-. Repair-.

Fuck!
These things are aiming to wear him down by attrition, by the looks of it. Which works, if attacks always deal at least 1 damage. 😏

Kara Two flashes me a smile as she and the O.M.A.C. she's beating shoot past, the O.M.A.C. training its face on me as it just accepts the punches to its chest.

"You're doing great!"
Oh, cheeky! Just because you can basically ignore just about everything because uberhaxplspatch Pre-Crisis kryptonian powers...

I'm-. Not, but-.

How come they're not jamming her? Kryptonian organelles should be-.
See? When even OL notices, it feels like showing off. 😒

Mundane physics. Kryptonian biological force fields are a degree of magnitude more 'normal' than power rings. And… Aren't entirely unlike the O.M.A.C. energy siphon in general function. So I'm just lucky, I guess.

Back off, ignore the discomfort of the cold air on my exposed face. Inertia shield is still working so the wind isn't blinding me-.
Great, these guys are practically tailored to counter most of his advantages. Wonder if that's a Batman bonus or if something else is giving them that.

Use constructs to dodge again, form a railgun construct, and… Ignore the fact that whatever they're doing appears to be weirdly selective about what it disrupts. Evasive pattern as both of the O.M.A.C.s targetting me go for pulsed shots again. Load crumbler rounds, target belt area on that one, check what's on the far side… Fine. Charge, fire-!
What's the bet it's selective because they're having to switch jamming patterns every time he shifts his fighting style?

And they shot it out of the air. Both of them, at the same time.

Um.
Oh, joy. CIWS capabilities. Aided by networked perception, I bet. One to play overwatch and jammer, the other going in close.

Another railgun, load crumbler rounds and fire. They switch to point defence mode again but that gives me enough time without one of them jamming me to switch to knit my armour back together.
Better.
Ah, it is basically conscious direction of their actions, then. Like counterspelling in D&D.

Alright, punching them is a bad idea and shooting them with crumbler rounds isn't working. Or-.

I fire at my two opponents, using my rings to carefully track Kara Two's opponent who appears to be happy to be used as a punching bag. Wait for it, keep moving to force them to recalculate angles… Fire!
Seeing if they can focus on two or three threats at once, eh?

The O.M.A.C.s jerk their heads around in apparent surprise as their pulses miss because I've retained my guns. The rounds hit-. Yes, okay, right in the abdomen and… One on the side, the armour greying-!

"Supergirl, hit-!"
That's a belt wide open. And she's fast enough to dispose of it.

She blurs closer, her eye beams burning as she thrusts her right hand through the armour, emerging a moment later with its belt, which she… Hurls away-.

"Careful with those!"
Let's hope the brow gubbin isn't also a power supply. Or he'll have to hit two targets in turn...

July 18th, 2013
14:22 EST


I had considered replacing or augmenting the glass with some sort of force field, but in the end I decided that the momentary pleasure I would receive from watching the alien slam into it like a bug on the windshield wasn't worth revealing my capacities. However, I think that this may be an opportune time to-.
Oh, hi, Lex. Not surprised he's got tougher things than glass on tap...

The left window -which is supposed to be shatterproof- shatters as another one of those belt decorations embeds itself in my floor, the noise and wind of Metropolis making an unwelcome arrival a moment later.

Someone is going to answer for this.
...Too bad not much is tougher than a kryptonian's throw. Great, now he's got two belts to science! with.

18th July 2013
14:22 GMT -5


"Great! Now do the forehead!"

The damaged O.M.A.C. flails for a moment, and one of my opponents dashes in to pull it out of Kara Two's way. She grins.
Presumably the forehead gubbin is enough to work as a backup power source, then.

"Get back here so I can help you!"

I target my remaining opponent while he's distracted, aiming-.
To be fair, you see Kara coming after you like that, most people aren't going to let her catch them.

Another O.M.A.C. rockets into Kara Two's side, hands glowing and-

"Ow!"

-landing two solid punches which burn through her costume and blacken her skin before she can kick him away! I fire a volley of crumbler rounds, but the damaged O.M.A.C. appears functional enough to intercept them while-.
Oh, joy, the one Local Kara was handling got away form her. Let's hope that doesn't mean she's injured up there.

Where did that other O.M.A.C. come-?

Kara!
Which one, OL? The missing one or the singed one? Then again, both seem to be in trouble...

So these guys are slowly wearing them down. Local Kara is still in unknown position and condition, if her opponent is here. Canis and Brut are presumably racing to Tetch, which may put him in control range depending on how he reacts to Tetch's mind control. And let's not forget about Bobo, who may prove a Chekov's gun-ape. 🤔 This is quite the fuster-cluck...
 

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