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

You know, I got curious. Decided to look up this Toad Wars thing. Then I learned that Jenny the Catgirl is super fucking creepy because she openly lusts after a pre-pubescent boy.
 
You know, I got curious. Decided to look up this Toad Wars thing. Then I learned that Jenny the Catgirl is super fucking creepy because she openly lusts after a pre-pubescent boy.
In story terms, he's the only human they know of, and they know nothing about the human race's maturity and sexuality. OTOH, I can think of a few boys I've known, that age, who I'm pretty sure would like a cute girl like that interested in them. Someone who listens to what they had to say. The lusting bit wouldn't make any sense to them. Unless... They think she might have cooties, of course. :)
 
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You know, I got curious. Decided to look up this Toad Wars thing. Then I learned that Jenny the Catgirl is super fucking creepy because she openly lusts after a pre-pubescent boy.
One, I.. don't remember her doing that. Two, he's the size of the other characters and she doesn't know how old he is.
 
Duplication (part 18)
It's not my ring
But it'll do for now


The ring -which was embedded in my neck for some reason- floats out of the wound and lands on my right ring finger.

The Manhunters around me open up their power ring draining devices.

"By the command of Krona-"

Wisps of orange light flow from my borrowed ring into their chassis.

"-no man escapes the Manhunters."

I can see my own desires and.. the desires of this ring's previous owner, flowing into them. And… Orange strands leading to many of the versions of me imprisoned on this tuning fork. They're manipulating their desires to use the light better. Clever.

"No man escapes me."

I take the orange light and twist it, forcing it into their central processors, or… Whatever it is that Manhunters think with. Their eyes glow brilliant orange as I take control, orange sigils forming on their foreheads a moment later.

"Hey Peter."

I set the Manhunters to tearing the other versions of me out of the tuning fork and a… Micro-asteroid starts talking to me.

"Assuming that you're a Clayface-"

Ring, state charge.

Sixty seven percent remaining.

"-without power ring training-"

Rings to me.

"-then I suggest that you take cover."

Construct armour forms around me, though unfortunately there isn't any material armour in the ring's subspace pocket. A palisade shield comes next, Krona's one-handed energy blast pattering off it as a series of golden dots fly through the hole in space in front of him and land on his fingers.

Krona isn't looking at me as he does it.

I put a singularity projector on top of the palisade and fire it at him.

His beam stops and space between us twists, strands of exotic radiation erupting from the point of impact.

"Powerful." He turns towards me, opening and then clenching his yellow-. No, gold ring covered fingers. "But your knowledge of physics is clearly basic."

Gold light trails behind his right hand as he waves it at Vanishing Point and I.. can't feel the rings I was calling.

"Have you risen sufficiently above your mortality to interface with pseudo-time? I'm genuinely curious."

But I can feel other rings.

Come to me. Know my desires and receive purpose.

And Krona has desires too, of course. Oh, he can prevent me seeing them, but I know they're there.

Kindle avarice.

"Uph." Krona tilts his head to the left, looking at me curiously. "It's been a while since anyone tried that. I may not have my accustomed innate powers at the moment-"

Good to know.

"-but I have lived for millions of years. You'll find that my self control is rather good."

His eyes gleam gold as the… Is that a sling? Evaporates, and his robe-. No, that's a mini-dress, is replaced with armour.

"I invented power rings. I was the first being to use an orange power ring."

"That's not what Hinon says."

His eyes narrow slightly for a moment. "I don't think that spending millions of years in an emotion-deprived coma aided her recall."

"So you're the Krona from my parallel, are you?"

"Something like that. Though I think what I'm doing here demonstrates that the term barely means anything."

"What are you trying to do?"

"To study the bleed membrane, and the structures it imposes on this reality. And to gain some measure of revenge upon the Guardians." He glances at the hole in space with something that might charitably be called a smile on his lips. "What a fascinating history that place must-."

The storm of orange rings fly through the portal and hit him in the face!

He grimaces, intensifying his protective shield as a dozen orange rings bite into it, the rest zooming towards me and falling in to orbit me like electron shells. Versions of me freed by the Manhunters reach out for them and I allow the rings to fly into their hands. And in.. one case, to punch through his chest and bed into his rib cage.

His grin extends well beyond the normal limits of a human mouth as he gives me a thumbs up.

The more-on-the-ball me's take shots at Krona, though after seeing how little progress they're making one unusually sensible me grabs Clayface and heads for the Vanishing Point station instead. He doesn't feel particularly powerful, but he should be able to handle whatever's there and.. perhaps there's some technology there that could be helpful?

I generate a containment sphere around Krona, studding the surface with infusion points so that the other me's can add their strength to it. They cotton on almost immediately, though through its translucent sides I can see that Krona is more curious than concerned.

One unringed version of me raises his right hand towards the slowly shrinking portal, and a moment later three rings fly around the containment sphere and settle on his right hand.

"Better." He looks at me as his own construct armour flares into being. "How good are you at magic?"

"I sometimes use it by accident."

He looks around. "Anyone else!?"

A few blank looks, and big grin makes a 'so-so' gesture with his left hand. Yellow gives it a moment but no one has a more affirmative answer. "Right then. Ancient spirits of evil-"

Krona raises his hands and begins brute forcing my construct with beams of golden light. I try subverting his power at the point of contact but he's somehow managing to guard against that.

"-reveal to me Krona's deepest fears."

His eyes shine with the yellow sigil while Krona-.

Krona jerks as if slapped, grimaces, and blasts my containment sphere apart!
 
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Yeah 'unusually sensible me' sounds better than 'usually sensible me'

Hey is the paragon ever going to travel to the universes of his alternates after this episode like how the renegade went to Earth 50 to deal with Grayven, and not just something like a April Fools episode where he sees them, but actually go there and interact with them and any of the people there?

BlackCoat13 the Yellow Lantern version comes from Thundercats, the 2011 version.

The others I think are the common sense one and Sybarite.
 
Is this a play of words on unusually sensible? Backhanded praise to the self?

Also, if the yellow ring user is supposed to Lord Paultector, he should have yellow enlightenment quotes.


Huh... Lord Paultector sounds very familiar, but I don't remember if it was from an update or thread discussions.

Also nice update.
 
Oh damn, now that's a sweetass power synergy.
Use magic to have the ancient spirits of evil reveal what someone's greatest fear is. And then apply yellow power ring to it.
And Krona's trying to resist it with will, which is the rock to fear's paper in this analogy.
 
Oh damn, now that's a sweetass power synergy.
Use magic to have the ancient spirits of evil reveal what someone's greatest fear is. And then apply yellow power ring to it.
And Krona's trying to resist it with will, which is the rock to fear's paper in this analogy.
It kinda depends on how the person using the ring and person being affected process emotions.
What you said might have been true once, but not due to any inherent weakness in will, but because every green ring had a structural defect and weakness to fear, due to Parallax being imprisoned inside the Green Central Lantern Battery in Oa.
 
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Eh, I'm just hoping that he at least gives DCAU Paul a fully recharged ring or a chance to recharge his ring.

Pretty sure that won't happen, but it would be funny if Batman discovers that the ring he stole was just a dud and Peter has had another one.

Hey Zoat has Kalmin taught paragon how to make power rings yet, ones that can work to be specific, seeing as he was able to make a crude but functional lantern one time?
 
Well, considering he can make (somewhat) functional lanterns on how on, it won't be too hard,

Yup! If he does make one then why not a few for the others that don't have their own lanterns?

Pretty sure that won't happen, but it would be funny if Batman discovers that the ring he stole was just a dud and Peter has had another one.

True, also it wouldn't even need to be a fully recharged ring for that. Just one that's over 50% charged.
 
It's not my ring
But it'll do for now


The ring -which was embedded in my neck for some reason- floats out of the wound and lands on my right ring finger.
Ow. Okay, Clayling's ballistic approach might have been a little too enthusiastic...

The Manhunters around me open up their power ring draining devices.

"By the command of Krona-"
You belong to the Orange Illustres now. No, trying to drain ring charge won't stop him.

Wisps of orange light flow from my borrowed ring into their chassis.

"-no man escapes the Manhunters."
"Then it pleases me to be the first." Today, at any rate...

I can see my own desires and.. the desires of this ring's previous owner, flowing into them. And… Orange strands leading to many of the versions of me imprisoned on this tuning fork. They're manipulating their desires to use the light better. Clever.

"No man escapes me."
Yup. Manhunter AI is not good enough to withstand a skilled Spectrum user...

I take the orange light and twist it, forcing it into their central processors, or… Whatever it is that Manhunters think with. Their eyes glow brilliant orange as I take control, orange sigils forming on their foreheads a moment later.

"Hey Peter."
Hack completed. And Clayling is still functional? Lucky little guy.

I set the Manhunters to tearing the other versions of me out of the tuning fork and a… Micro-asteroid starts talking to me.

"Assuming that you're a Clayface-"
Good guess. Wait until you see who else is a Clayface...o_O

Ring, state charge.

"Sixty seven percent remaining.
He's saved worlds with less charge than that. Time to get busy!

"-without power ring training-"

Rings to me.
And his first thought is to summon His Rings. How Orange of him, though practical. All his stuff is in those rings!

"-then I suggest that you take cover."

Construct armour forms around me, though unfortunately there isn't any material armour in the ring's subspace pocket. A palisade shield comes next, Krona's one-handed energy blast pattering off it as a series of golden dots fly through the hole in space in front of him and land on his fingers.
Boy, this Ring's owner must have been taking it easy. No armour? Or is it because it's not his ring and it just made a fresh pocket for him? We've seen Rings do that before, most recently with Ghia'ta's Violet Ring he got stuck with...

Krona isn't looking at me as he does it.

I put a singularity projector on top of the palisade and fire it at him.
Potent, but not likely to affect a Master of the Spectrum...

His beam stops and space between us twists, strands of exotic radiation erupting from the point of impact.

"Powerful." He turns towards me, opening and then clenching his yellow-. No, gold ring covered fingers. "But your knowledge of physics is clearly basic."
Well, he does have to worry about collateral damage, namely all his and Jade's alternates. He can't bust out the bignoisyfun stuff.

Gold light trails behind his right hand as he waves it at Vanishing Point and I.. can't feel the rings I was calling.

"Have you risen sufficiently above your mortality to interface with pseudo-time? I'm genuinely curious."
And Krona's so dismissive of him, he's treating the fight as an experiment. Gonna be real fun seeing him suffer his comeuppance.

But I can feel other rings.

Come to me. Know my desires and receive purpose.
And in the Inviolate Universe, the Orange Mega-Manhunter just tore itself apart. I'm picturing something akin to Unicron at the end of Transformers The Movie (1986.) The League in the other universe must be real confused right now...

And Krona has desires too, of course. Oh, he can prevent me seeing them, but I know they're there.

Kindle avarice.

Oh, that could go so wrong, if Krona's Will Save isn't high enough...

"Uph." Krona tilts his head to the left, looking at me curiously. "It's been a while since anyone tried that. I may not have my accustomed innate powers at the moment-"

Good to know.
...And it is. Even without his symbionts' full power. That makes this fight a lot more even, since Krona is relying on Rings, not reality-manipulating sub-cellular organisms.

"-but I have lived for millions of years. You'll find that my self control is rather good."

His eyes gleam gold as the… Is that a sling? Evaporates, and his robe-. No, that's a mini-dress, is replaced with armour.
Oh, boy. He just healed himself, didn't he? At least he can't reboot his symbionts... (Hopefully!)

"I invented power rings. I was the first being to use an orange power ring."

"That's not what Hinon says."
Boy, Krona loves to steal all the credit, doesn't he?

His eyes narrow slightly for a moment. "I don't think that spending millions of years in a emotion-deprived coma aided her recall."

"So you're the Krona from my parallel, are you?"

"Something like that. Though I think what I'm doing here demonstrates that the term barely means anything."
Boy, does he have no idea or what? I guess that's what the point of his experiments was, though.

"What are you trying to do?"

"To study the bleed membrane, and the structures it imposes on this reality. And to gain some measure of revenge upon the Guardians." He glances at the hole in space with something that might charitably be called a smile on his lips. "What a fascinating history that place must-."
Oh, it does. And they know how to kill Maltusians. You are not going to have a fun day...x3

The storm of orange rings fly through the portal and hit him in the face!

He grimaces, intensifying his protective shield as a dozen orange rings bit into it, the rest zooming towards me and falling in to orbit me like electron shells. Versions of me freed by the Manhunters reach out for them and I allow the rings to fly into their hands. And in.. one case, to punch through his chest and bed into his rib cage.
That would be the Sybarite, I take it. Most Pauls never went to that extent.

His grin extends well beyond the normal limits of a human mouth as he gives me a thumbs up.

The more on the ball me's take shots at Krona, though after seeing how little progress they're making one usually sensible me grabs Clayface and heads for the Vanishing Point station instead. He doesn't feel particularly powerful, but he should be able to handle whatever's there and.. perhaps there's some technology there that could be helpful?
And that would be Caul, exercising his true superpower: Common Sense!

I generate a containment sphere around Krona, studding the surface with infusion points so that the other me's can add their strength to it. They cotton on almost immediately, though through its translucent sides I can see that Krona is more curious than concerned.

One unringed version of me raises his right hand towards the slowly shrinking portal, and a moment later three rings fly around the containment sphere and settle on his right hand.
Well, so much for the Yellow Mega-Manhunter. And that'll make the fight much easier over there.

"Better." He looks at me as his own construct armour flares into being. "How good are you at magic?"

"I sometimes use it by accident."
Alongside his Godspeech Tourette's, as we've seen. OL really has to sit down and focus on working out just what he can really do, one of these days. Perhaps this will be the impetus to take that break.

He looks around. "Anyone else!?"

A few blank looks, and big grin makes a 'so-so' gesture with his left hand. Yellow gives it a moment but no one has a more affirmative answer. "Right then. Ancient spirits of evil-"
Oh-ho, Yaul! Presumably from some point much later than we saw in his snippets.

Krona raises his hands and begins brute forcing my construct with beams of golden light. I try subverting his power at the point of contact but he's somehow managing to guard against that.

"-reveal to me Krona's deepest fears."
Damn, Krona is hax. Good thing you get plenty of backup for this boss fight. Otherwise there'd be a lot of broken TVs from ballistic controller damage.

His eyes shine with the yellow sigil while Krona-.

Krona jerks as if slapped, grimaces, and blasts my containment sphere apart!
Whoops. Looks like Krona decided to get serious...

And so the big brawl begins! Dozens of Orange Lanterns (and a few other colours) all beating on a master of the Emotional Spectrum Technology. Looks like we're going to see if Quantity can beat out Quality...

"Sixty seven percent remaining.
Missing End Quotation mark.
...in a emotion-deprived coma...
...in an emotion-deprived coma...
 
Yup! If he does make one then why not a few for the others that don't have their own lanterns?
I suspect that they might not have a chance to regroup and interact after the crisis is over, but I don't see why Zoat would do that, diagetically or otherwise. Also, I apologise for the poor grammar earlier, I'm using a tablet.

True, also it wouldn't even need to be a fully recharged ring for that. Just one that's over 50% charged.
Why the limit? Any ring with non-negligible charge should do.
 
Nah, Paul will just assimilate him if does go mad on Orange juice.
Don't think he can. Gardener was able to hold him off with will alone, before he became Will Enlightened. I doubt Krona who his a Maltusian former Guardian will have weaker will.

Even if Hinon wasn't able to break his constructs.
 
It must be fascinating to fight with alternative selves.

Think of what one could learn!

It would be truky awesome to see them band together and cross planes regularly to fix their respective problems together, but I know that won't happen ever.

Think how ridiculously OP a swarm of SIs would be with Power Rings of all things!
 

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