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

Huh, I feel like I've missed something with Supergirl. I thought she wasn't doing the whole superhero thing besides the occasional tag along like going to Thanagar?
That's not Kara Zor-El. This is Linda Danvers, who got merged with an angel named Noriel by a Demon named Buzz. Here's links:
Story-Only and Earlier in this thread. She's basically super-strong, flies, and burns things with holy fire wings.
My bet is on Kara becoming Power Girl somewhere down the line.
 
If Kimberly isn't being attacked...then could it be that these Mindkillers are protecting people?

Like, these people are the progenitors of the Sheeda, maybe the ancestors of a small group of survivors and the Mindkillers off everyone they perceive as a threat to them?
 
Imagine that you have Paul, host of the Ophidia, Orange Lantern Illustres, taking his Corps on a tour of his home world, and some random civilian rocks up and calls your boss the 'Cake Man'.


I really hope we get to see Paul in an alien bar when smuggled footage of him gets out this incredible badass (footage of people discussing him and laughing about the cake man.) Comparisons to other heroes in a vs debate with him figured to lose (not accurate but the image it paints of earth cracks me up)
 
Better minds, yes. Better tech, in this area? I don't think so. Remember how Vril Dox was very impressed with a communicator Madam Doctor Sivana - who isn't even a physical science specialist - made? The Sivana family are (AFAICT) the pinnacle of what Earth's Arsenal World of superscience is capable of, and they've studied the Sheeda; they're galactic-tier technologists in areas they've focused in. So Hinon and the Controllers can outdo them, but not trivially; it would take specific research.
Sure she could impress Dox, but Maltusians are on an even higher level than that, and can use the orange light to whip up any tech they might need. Plus, having been around for millions of years means they've already done the research on damn near everything.
I really hope we get to see Paul in an alien bar when smuggled footage of him gets out this incredible badass (footage of people discussing him and laughing about the cake man.) Comparisons to other heroes in a vs debate with him figured to lose (not accurate but the image it paints of earth cracks me up)
"Cake man" is better than "spider fucker" I'd think.
 
"Cake man" is better than "spider fucker" I'd think.
He didn't actually fuck her. He fisted her. He did not have sexual relations with that arachnid.

Honestly, I wonder how many hero fangirls have written stories about a handsome Superhero coming to their town and asking them for help with something? I'm sure it's a lot.
*quietly puts away notes for my fanfic where Natasha Romanova comes to my town to ask me for help with her blue balls.*
 
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Ah, ok I remember now. Sorry about that I forgot she took Kara's superhero name, things like this happen to me from time to time.

This is a long story, I'd say it's more remarkable if you absolutely remembered everything instead. :)

If the Supergirl writer had his druthers, Linda and Kara would have formed their own team with Power Girl.

Well, pre-crisis Kara, they even went to STAR Labs and it turns out she wasn't the same species as Superman.

He was going to change Linda's nom de guerre to Superwoman though.
 
Sounds like someone hasn't done their research on where male arachnids keep their genitals.
I'm not ashamed to admit that when that chapter came out that I spent a few hours on wikipedia and youtube, and other specialised sites looking at, and watching, how spiders have sex.

Point remains though, that Paul isn't a male arachnid.
 
I'm not ashamed to admit that when that chapter came out that I spent a few hours on wikipedia and youtube, and other specialised sites looking at, and watching, how spiders have sex.

Point remains though, that Paul isn't a male arachnid.
If Paul can be confused about where the Spider Queen's genitals are, why can't the Spider Queen be confused about where Paul's are?
 
It certainly can, that does not mean, that Paul had sexual relations with that arachnid, no matter what the Arachnid in question might believe.
 
Imagine that you have Paul, host of the Ophidia, Orange Lantern Illustres, taking his Corps on a tour of his home world, and some random civilian rocks up and calls your boss the 'Cake Man'.
I mean, to scale it back down to something we can empathize with, it's like showing your mentees around the small town where you grew up. Of course someone's going to openly treat you like you're still the guy who choked at homecoming.
 
Poor little fangirl. Doesn't get to fly with Orange Lantern, hasn't remembered to ask for an autograph, hasn't gotten an antimagic necklace, AND she hasn't gotten an Orange Corps pamphlet!

Come on Paragon-Paul! Renegade-Paul at least has one fanatical follower...with superspeed! And a scythe! Varying up your recruitment pitch to match your audience should be second nature to you by now.

Perhaps if he showed off his tattoos to more people...
 
Imagine that you have Paul, host of the Ophidia, Orange Lantern Illustres, taking his Corps on a tour of his home world, and some random civilian rocks up and calls your boss the 'Cake Man'.
And Paul takes it completely in stride, because Earth-crazy is as Earth-crazy does. Earth is basically the red-light district of the galaxy; it's no surprise to see some odd sh*t going down here.

My bet is on Kara becoming Power Girl somewhere down the line.
Oddly, Kara has proven thus far completely resistant, even more than Paul or Grayven-Paul, to the unique DC madness of dressing up in a themed costume and beating people up for fun and/or profit. Hopefully this becomes a plot point, as she isn't the first alien to integrate into Earth society but she is the first to not come to the conclusion that cultural acclimatization requires a mask and spandex tights.
 
"Cake man" is better than "spider fucker" I'd think.

But unlike Earth no one in the region where THAT incident occurred would dare make fun of him.

Poor little fangirl. Doesn't get to fly with Orange Lantern, hasn't remembered to ask for an autograph, hasn't gotten an antimagic necklace, AND she hasn't gotten an Orange Corps pamphlet!

Come on Paragon-Paul! Renegade-Paul at least has one fanatical follower...with superspeed! And a scythe! Varying up your recruitment pitch to match your audience should be second nature to you by now.

Perhaps if he showed off his tattoos to more people...

Oh yes. Showing off his tattoos to random teenage girls is going to go down great. Especially with his girlfriend who is currently on the far side of the galaxy.

And as far as the mentally unstable speedster girl who's in love with Grayven....I'm not sure that was such a good idea. Still not sure.
 
Given the numbers of deaths that would mean quite a few messias. All in one small town.
Or the same messiah respawning over and over again. Bathmorda had that problem. She couldn't just kill the prophesied child, because it would just be reincarnated all over again unless special methods were taken to prevent it.

So theoretically, it could be a Terminator Plot to prevent the current Reaping going off without a hitch, except with the added complication of the Sheeda needing to Spawn Camp until the Reaping happens.

On to the more important issue; good news, they know the cause; bad news, they seem to have no way of making them go away.
You mean besides simply handing the prototype to the victim and having them pull the trigger?

Ah! Sorry, forgot again.

The Team

B01 – Robin
B02 – Aqualad
B03 – Kid Flash
B04 – Superboy
B05 – Miss Martian
B06 – Orange Lantern
B07 – Red Arrow
B08 – Artemis
B09 – Zatanna Zatara
B10 – Cornwall Boy
B11 – Rocket
B12 - Troia
B13 – Tempest
B14 – Aquagirl
B15 - Squire
B16 - Speedy Arsenal
B17 – Canis Minor
B18 - Starfire (Leonid Kovar)
B19 - Osiris
B20 - Supergirl (Linda Danvers)
B22 - Star Sapphire (Ghia'ta)
B23 - Green Lantern (Arisia Rrab)
Considering the main viewpoint character has the habit of habitually referring to superheroes as their bitch names, could you update this will all their names and update the Faq with it?

Like he has referred to Berlyl in this episode, and I cannot remember if she is supposed to be Rocket or Squire, or which real name is supposed to be Tempest/Aquagirl.

I hold out my left hand and she eagerly takes it.

"No." I touch a filament to Beryl and transition the three of us across town
Ok, this is being a huge spoilsport here. She's willing to assist you, the least you could do is give her the short flight to the towns edge, possibly using an invisibility field if you are worried about being too obvious.

He didn't actually fuck her. He fisted her. He did not have sexual relations with that arachnid.
[Don't Explain The Joke]
Pretty sure someone inserting their genitals to another person or inserting some part of themselves into someone else's genitals counts as sex by most accounts. And OL put part of himself inside her Not-A-Spiracle. Maybe she is still unicorn qualified, maybe she isn't, but a blowjobs by another name is called Oral Sex, and butt-stuff, Anal Sex.

Or were you making a Bill Clinton-Monica Lewinsky reference?
If so, you really should have italicized the not.
[/Don't Explain The Joke]
 
Considering the main viewpoint character has the habit of habitually referring to superheroes as their bitch names, could you update this will all their names and update the Faq with it?

This should be accurate

B01 – Robin(Richard John Grayson)
B02 – Aqualad(Kaldur)
B03 – Kid Flash(Wallace Rudolph West)
B04 – Superboy(Prince Kon-El/Conner Kent)
B05 – Miss Martian(M'gann M'orzz/Megan Morse)
B06 – Orange Lantern(Cakeman Spiderfister)
B07 – Red Arrow(William Harper)
B08 – Artemis(Artemis Crock)
B09 – Zatanna Zatara
B10 – Cornwall Boy(Robert Marrack)
B11 – Rocket(Raquel Ervin)
B12 - Troia(Donna Troy)
B13 – Tempest(Garth)
B14 – Aquagirl(Tula)
B15 - Squire(Beryl Hutchinson)
B16 - Speedy Arsenal(Roy William Harper)
B17 – Canis Minor
B18 - Starfire (Leonid Kovar)
B19 - Osiris (Amon Tomaz)
B20 - Supergirl (Linda Danvers)
B22 - Star Sapphire (Ghia'ta)
B23 - Green Lantern (Arisia Rrab)
 
...... is it bad im wondering if "evacuate the sol system, start shattering planets to brute-force redact the sheeda from the timeline" would be a viable last-ditch nuclear option 50/a few hundred years down the line?
i mean, if they're contained to a specific planet/set of planets, destroying the planet logically should work....

They do have space travel tech so it would be pointless.

What I think they are doing is manipulation of the present to ensure that they future were they do exist comes to happen.

Or something like that.
 
Hopefully this becomes a plot point, as she isn't the first alien to integrate into Earth society but she is the first to not come to the conclusion that cultural acclimatization requires a mask and spandex tights.

Well, not necessarily the first, since we've had this guy in the story, and he certainly acclimitized the hell out of Earth culture. ;)

...... is it bad im wondering if "evacuate the sol system, start shattering planets to brute-force redact the sheeda from the timeline" would be a viable last-ditch nuclear option 50/a few hundred years down the line?

Given that we've had a variety of time shenanigans and alternate futures already take place in the story, if the Sheeda are still around, I wouldn't rule out that either (a) they're protected from paradox in some way, so that changes in the past don't affect them, or (b) with the Sheeda being a race that evolves a billion years in the future, any events that take place in the next thousand years are essentially a rounding error in terms of affecting the overall picture.

For all we know, the planet gets blown up and recreated multiple times in that timespan, and the Sheeda are the descendants of fey from an Earth-adjacent plane of existence.
 
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Sprited Away (part 15)
18th February
11:57 GMT -6


"I am Despair, a Sheeda Mood 2 Mind Destroyer. You should not be able to perceive me."

"Unlike the sheeda, modern humans can innovate. Now we are aware of your future, it will never happen."

There's a.. sort of visual glitch, its whole body becoming slightly more cloud than person for a moment before reforming.

"Orange Lantern. Do you want to know-?"

"What's my name?"

Its head tilts slightly. "Do you want to know how the mighty star-spanning Empire of Earth falls? How the war-fleets of the drug-ascendant god-kings stretched forth their hands from wretched wastelands of Old Terra and slowly strangled the spirit of humanity to assuage their vainglorious lusts?"

"Yes please, it would be quite helpful. In chronological order, ideally, so I can more easily prevent it."

But that was the first thing it suggested. The idea that the sort of interstellar empire I might approve of would be crushed by high-end supervillains is exactly the sort of thing that would make me despair… If I didn't know that history could be changed even if that would create a paradox.

How did it know that?

I haven't hidden roughly what I'm trying to do, but I imagine that most people wouldn't jump to 'Empire' as my preferred form of political organisation. I've mostly kept out of commenting on Earth politics, though my willingness to work with the Russian government probably implies that I'm not exactly the 'Truth, Justice and the American Way' type. The fact that I still occasionally refer to my American colleagues as 'colonials' isn't public knowledge.

If it didn't learn that from publically available sources, the other obvious place for it to get that information is my mind. Except that I've got telepathic shielding built into my armour and I'm using anti-telepath techniques. And that if it could get into my mind like that, it could just make me despair without needing to talk to me.

Neither Truggs nor Kadabra acted like they came from a future where I existed. That means that the sheeda almost certainly don't have a record of my actions they could look at to find out what I did. Heck, they both said that human records were a mess after the Reach occupation, so even if there was a 'retcon wave' which the sheeda survived there shouldn't be a good record of me… Yet.

...

Unless we've.. already prevented the Reach occupation. That would be nice, but it would mean that there could be records. And that I'm dead. That they found a way to kill me in the future, because there's no way I'd tolerate them existing.

Now I know how Miles O'Brien felt.

"-refined from the brains of their fellow men, some so consumed with unholy hunger that they-."

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry, were you still talking?"

Beryl snorts in amusement. Miss Ryan has sort of frozen, but is shaking slightly less.

"I just started thinking about the situation and stopped paying attention. Dreadfully rude of me."

Still, there are non-telepathic ways to get information from a person's brain. Most of them wouldn't work through my armour; it blocks electromagnetic radiation too well. Some sort of non-magical exotic detection? I could assume an elemental form to dodge that, but if-.

Oh.

The orange filaments just fail to reach it before it shimmers and reforms once more, its eyes now focused on Beryl! Damn it! Okay, tech-based mind reading as part of its lock-on feature. The entity itself isn't an illusion because you can shoot them and they do leave a residue.

"Beryl?"

"Oh, apparently I die old and alone and surrounded by cats."

"Are they nice cats?"

"Probably wait a whole day before eating me."

"There's not a lot of meat on you. Perhaps they didn't think it was worth the effort?"

"Cats can be a bit fussy." But she looks a good deal less confident than she sounds. The Mind Destroyer appears to be able to be selective in its speech, and I doubt that she wants to announce exactly what it's telling her. "Can I please shoot it now?"

"'Being a bit mean' isn't a death penalty offence in America. We can shoot it if it resists arrest or actively threatens someone."

"Right. Oi! No, I don't care. You're under arrest."

Beryl continues with the arrest spiel, but I'm wondering… Ah, I should try out all of my team mates with orange rings for situations like this. It's locked onto her and I don't know whether or not tossing her a ring and telling her to go at it will work, even just in the short term.

"So are you resisting arrest, then?"

"Squire, have you ever wondered what it's like to use a power ring?"

"I don't need to wonder. Robin told me." She takes a deep breath. "It's resisting arrest. What now?"

"Are you willing to perform a summary execution?" She glances at me uncomfortably. "As far as we know, no one else can attack it while it's locked onto you. I have a weapon that I know can kill it, but I don't know how to stun or wound it. Legally, if it's clearly involved in an act of supervillainy and refuses to comply with law enforcement officers we are enabled to use lethal force. However-."

There's an audible hum in the air. I don't recognise the sound-.

High-mass teleportation.

A grey-brown… Rocket plane? No, it's designed to look like a rocket-plane, those parts my ring can identify are far more advanced than that.

"Oh, well done! I was wondering where I might find another test subject!"

Doctor Thaddeus Sivana Senior leans forwards in his cupola, the nose cone of his retro-seeming craft rising out of the way as it deploys… A device which my rings can't identify.

"Doctor, please define 'test subject'."

"Ah! I knew there was something I was forgetting." The Mind Destroyer shudders again, then takes on a purely gaseous form and gets sucked up into Dr Sivana's craft. "Not you, not the girl, not the other girl-." He tilts his craft so that he can get a better look. "On second thoughts, if she's been exposed for a long period there might be some form of residue I could study."

"What do you-?" Beryl looks at me. "It's not telepathic. If it was telepathic it wouldn't have affected you. It can access your thoughts without telepathy."

Dr Sivana smiles. "Oh, well done. Yes, it's a clever system. They tried it on me once or twice when I was in their time period and I didn't have the equipment to puzzle it out."

"Doctor, I would very much prefer it if you limited your studies to the Mind Destroyers themselves."

"My boy, that simply won't do. I need to be able to detect them, and the best point to do that is when they're connected to a human brain."

Beryl looks my way. "Is there a reason why you're not attacking him?"

"Yes. Doctor, have you studied Magnificus's brain?"

"Of course not! He's far too resilient and neurally abnormal for the results to mean anything. I did have a go at studying me, but frankly I'm not much better."

"Do you know why they're here?"

"No." He frowns. "Is something important happening?"

"We're not sure. Are you able to extract that data from the Mind Destroyer first?"

"Yes. That shouldn't take too long."

"Might that not give you something more important to look into? They were presumably sent here for a reason."

"Hm." He strokes his chin. "As a matter of urgency, I suppose that it should take precedence. Very well. Do you and the young lady want to come and watch?"
 
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A grey-brown… Rocket plane? No, it's designed to look like a rocket-place, those parts my ring can identify are far more advanced than that.

"Oh, well done! I was wondering where I might find another test subject!"

Translated from science-speak. "Sup, bitches! Me and my swag-ass rocket plane rollin' up to save the day!"
 
This version of Sivana is a very different person compared to the old comics where he got tired of the superhero/supervillain bullshit and just climbed into Billy Batson's room at night to slit his throat while he slept.

And the time he heard that Captain Marvel was out of town so he grabbed a gun and went out to shoot as many cops as he could find.
 
"Doctor, I would very much prefer it if you limited your studies to the Mind Destroyers themselves."

"My boy, that simply won't do. I need to be able to detect them, and the best point to do that is when they're connected to a human brain."

Beryl looks my way. "Is there a reason why you're not attacking him?"

"Yes. Doctor, have you studied Magnificus's brain?"

"Of course not! He's far too resilient and neurally abnormal for the results to mean anything. I did have a go at studying me, but frankly I'm not much better."

"Do you know why they're here?"

"No." He frowns. "Is something important happening?"

"We're not sure. Are you able to extract that data from the Mind Destroyer first?"

"Yes. That shouldn't take too long."

"Might that not give you something more important to look into? They were presumably sent here for a reason."

"Hm." He strokes his chin. "As a matter of urgency, I suppose that it should take precedence. Very well. Do you and the young lady want to come and watch?"
Ahh, the gentle art of convincing your evil allies to do indirectly good stuff instead. Paul would do well in a DnD group.
 
"I am Despair, a Sheeda Mood 2 Mind Destroyer. You should not be able to perceive me."
Well, whoever named this fellow certainly had high hopes for them as a Mind Killer, naming them after the feeling and the Endless known as Despair herself.

I wonder if she'd be interested in a Sheeda Mind Killer for a pet....
 
"I am Despair, a Sheeda Mood 2 Mind Destroyer. You should not be able to perceive me."

"Unlike the sheeda, modern humans can innovate. Now we are aware of your future, it will never happen."
Aw, OL, you jinxed it... DC Universe timelines are a twisted spaghetti of alternate futures, eras that could never be, and the timey-wimey slush of paradoxes holding it all together...

There's a.. sort of visual glitch, its whole body becoming slightly more cloud than person for a moment before reforming.

"Orange Lantern. Do you want to know-?"

"What's my name?"
Hmm, attempting to test its mental interface method. Clever.

It's head tilts slightly. "Do you want to know how the mighty star-spanning Empire of Earth falls? How the war-fleets of the drug-ascendant god-kings stretched forth their hands from wretched wastelands of Old Terra and slowly strangled the spirit of humanity to assuage their vainglorious lusts?"

"Yes please, it would be quite helpful. In chronological order, ideally, so I can more easily prevent it."
Silly spook, that's not going to bother someone who enjoys Warhammer 40,000. That sort of thing is backstory.

But that was the first thing it suggested. The idea that the sort of interstellar empire I might approve of would be crushed by high-end supervillains is exactly the sort of thing that would make me despair… If I didn't know that history could be changed even if that would create a paradox.

How did it know that?
A very good question.

I haven't hidden roughly what I'm trying to do, but I imagine that most people wouldn't jump to 'Empire' as my preferred form of political organisation. I've mostly kept out of commenting on Earth politics, though my willingness to work with the Russian government probably implies that I'm not exactly the 'Truth, Justice and the American Way' type. The fact that I still occasionally refer to my American colleagues as 'colonials' isn't public knowledge.
And so we're reminded that this is the same person as the Renegade, deep down. Grayven is just less subtle about it.

If it didn't learn that from publically available sources, the other obvious place for it to get that information is my mind. Except that I've got telepathic shielding built into my armour and I'm using anti-telepath techniques. And that if it could get into my mind like that, it could just make me despair without needing to talk to me.

Neither Truggs nor Kadabra acted like they came from a future where I existed. That means that the sheeda almost certainly don't have a record of my actions they could look at to find out what I did. Heck, they both said that human records were a mess after the Reach occupation, so even if there was a 'retcon wave' which the sheeda survived there shouldn't be a good record of me… Yet.
Please refer back to my comment about DC timelines...

...

Unless we've.. already prevented the Reach occupation. That would be nice, but it would mean that there could be records. And that I'm dead. That they found a way to kill me in the future, because there's no way I'd tolerate them existing.

Now I know how Miles O'Brien felt.
Ah, the joy of dealing with time-travel.

"-refined from the brains of their fellow men, some so consumed with unholy hunger that they-."

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry, were you still talking?"

Beryl snorts in amusement. Ms Ryan has sort of frozen, but is shaking slightly less.
A good defence for despair-based attacks. Humor is always defusing.

"I just started thinking about the situation and stopped paying attention. Dreadfully rude of me."

Still, there are non-telepathic ways to get information from a person's brain. Most of them wouldn't work through my armour; it blocks electromagnetic radiation too well. Some sort of non-magical exotic detection? I could assume an elemental form to dodge that, but if-.

Oh.
Ah, it's decided he's not worth bothering with.

The orange filaments just fail to reach it before it shimmers and reforms once more, its eyes now focused on Beryl! Damn it! Okay, tech-based mind reading as part of its lock-on feature. The entity itself isn't an illusion because you can shoot them and they do leave a residue.

"Beryl?"

"Oh, apparently I die old and alone and surrounded by cats."
Better than a painful death at the hands of some supervillian. Though not by much.

"Are they nice cats?"

"Probably wait a whole day before eating me."

"There's not a lot of meat on you. Perhaps they didn't think it was worth the effort?"
Heheh. I don't think the Mind Destroyer likes being made light of.

"Cats can be a bit fussy." But she looks a good deal less confident that she sounds. The Mind Destroyer appears to be able to be selective in its speech, and I doubt that she wants to announce exactly what it's telling her. "Can I please shoot it now?"

"'Being a bit mean' isn't a death penalty offence in America. We can shoot it if it resists arrest or actively threats someone."
Given this thing's nature, it's only a matter of time.
Correction: 'actively threatens someone'

"Right. Oi! No, I don't care. You're under arrest."

Beryl continues with the arrest spiel, but I'm wondering… Ah, I should try out all of my team mates with orange rings for situations like this. It's locked onto her and I don't know whether or not tossing her a ring and telling her to go at it will work, even just in the short term.

"So are you resisting arrest, then?"

"Squire, have you ever wondered what it's like to use a power ring?"
To Quote Elizabeth Turner nee Swann: "I don't think now is the best time!"

"I don't need to wonder. Robin told me." She takes a deep breath. "It's resisting arrest. What now?"

"Are you willing to perform a summary execution?" She glances at me uncomfortably. "As far as we know, no one else can attack it while it's locked onto you. I have a weapon that I know can kill it, but I don't know how to stun or wound it. Legally, if it's clearly involved in an act of supervillainy and refuses to comply with law enforcement officers we are enabled to use lethal force. However-."

There's an audible hum in the air. I don't recognise the sound-.
Whoops, random interruption time!

High-mass teleportation.

A grey-brown… Rocket plane? No, it's designed to look like a rocket-place, those parts my ring can identify are far more advanced than that.

"Oh, well done! I was wondering where I might find another test subject!"
Okay, not so random. I guess OL was expeting this, given the hints he dropped to the younger Sivanas earlier.

Doctor Thaddeus Sivana Senior leans forwards in his cupola, the nose cone of his retro-seeming craft rising out of the way as it deploys… A device which my rings can't identify.

"Doctor, please define 'test subject'."
Ah, Earth Bullshit. Not even Maltusian super-tech can make sense of it sometimes.

"Ah! I knew there was something I was forgetting." The Mind Destroyer shudders again, then takes on a purely gaseous form and getting sucked up into Dr Sivana's craft. "Not you, not the girl, not the other girl-." He tilts his craft so that he can get a better look. "On second thoughts, if she's been exposed for a long period there might be some form of residue I could study."

"What do you-?" Beryl looks at me. "It's not telepathic. If it was telepathic it wouldn't have affected you. It can access your thoughts without telepathy."
Oh, she's sharp!

Dr Sivana smiles. "Oh, well done. Yes, it's a clever system. They tried it on me once or twice when I was in their time period and I didn't have the equipment to puzzle it out."

"Doctor, I would very much prefer it if you limited your studies to the Mind Destroyers themselves."
"Well, your preferences are noted, and duly ignored in the name of Science!"

"My boy, that simply won't do. I need to be able to detect them, and the best point to do that is when they're connected to a human brain."

Beryl looks my way. "Is there a reason why you're not attacking him?"
Very sharp indeed. I bet she's already twigged that OL has a working relationship with the not-so-good Doctor.

"Yes. Doctor, have you studied Magnificus's brain?"

"Of course not! He's far too resilient and neurally abnormal for the results to mean anything. I did have a go at studying me, but frankly I'm not much better."

"Do you know why they're here?"
Kind of necessary to treat the cause, not the symptom.

"No." He frowns. "Is something important happening?"

"We're not sure. Are you able to extract that data from the Mind Destroyer first?"

"Yes. That shouldn't take too long."
I'm sure the Mind Destoyer won't enjoy it much, but again, I doubt it is even smart enough to.

"Might that not give you something more important to look into? They were presumably sent here for a reason."

"Hm." He strokes his chin. "As a matter of urgency, I suppose that it should take precedence. Very well. Do you and the young lady want to come and watch?"
Science road-trip! Perhaps he should go and collect the other Mind Destroyers in town first? Bigger sample size, after all.

And Hilarity is about to ensue as the Sivanas join the fun. Bets on something ending up exploded by the end of the episode that they didn't want exploded?
 

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