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

[Gantradies]

Simply setting up a business that lets Earthlings visit the rest of the solar system via smallish automated ships that cycle back and forth would be great business as then people like Bruce Wayne or Lex Luthor could set up mines on Mercury or in the Asteroid belt and potentially sell vacations to Mars.

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i could see that paying massive dividends over time- as a standalone project or in conjunction with something like my suggestion!

set up a 'yard in a more optimal location then in Earth orbit regarding material/fuel availability (closer to, say, either the asteroid belt, or one of the gas planet's if you're doing fuel/resource extraction there), and fund a moderately-priced transport system- both intrasystem in general, and providing competitively-priced access to a yard/any other major facilities that spring up-as long as the pricing model for the service, wither its a shuttle-bus style or transport rental is favorable compared to building a network from scratch,and the urge to pricegouge is resisted, its the kind of thing that pays and just keeps on paying-

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at least, thats what my experience with TTD/OpenTTD tells me, anyway XD

 

[Mr Zoat]

7th April
10:48 GMT -5

"Are you..?" Zatanna looks me over, blushing under her makeup, then averts her eyes. "Are you sure about this?"

"It was this, or go and work at Taco Whiz for a week with Diana and Kon."

I straighten my bustier.

"I've made my choice."

"Y-es, but I thought-" She fiddles with her helmet. "-you were going to wear your armour again."

I shake my head. "No, it's too big and bulky." Plus, I don't have the Praexis Demons any more. "Is my hair alright?"

"Ah… Yes, it's got really nice… Volume?"

"You know, I used to have long hair. Before I came to this Earth."

"You did?"

"Saved a fortune in hair dressing." I shrug, an action which makes my breast sway in a way that I find slightly unsettling. "I assume. I don't really know what they charge on account of never using one."

A Games Workshop staffer comes into the room, eyes half fixed on his mobile phone. "We're about ready, if yo-" His eyes widen. "-uuuuuuuuuu…"

I roll my eyes. "It was this or Azazel, and I'm no good at tails and I couldn't move the miniatures with a claw."

"O-kaaay. Right. You got your-?"

I take the tray supporting The Blissful Scream out of subspace. I'm not a great modeller and I can't paint for toffee but power ring awesomeness stretched to a fully custom Emperor's Children warband. Plume-helmeted Noise Marines with guitar-shaped sonic blasters, double-guitars for the blastmasters, drop pods which unfold into stages, metalhead cultist mobs for objective camping with a Chaos Lieutenant and Cult Icon Bearer to make sure that they don't run away and a Sorcerer Lord leading a squad of Terminators all with sonic weapons as roving heavy-hitters.

And I made this army legal and sort-of competitive when I wrote this edition. Unlike whatever fun-killing git wrote the previous one.

"Yes, I've got it."

"Alright. Ah, follow me?"

I strut after him as we leave the staff area and walk out onto the stage they set up for the demo game. I spent several hours trying to learn to walk in these high-heeled boots, and after getting no help at all from my sensibly-shoed female colleagues turned instead to a drag star of Diana's acquaintance. Zatanna doesn't strut but instead marches, helmet in place and bolter at the ready.

"…Lantern and Zatanna Zatara!"

There's clapping, but I don't look much like myself at the moment. I based this appearance on the hermaphroditic 4th edition Daemonettes, combined with Mad Donna. I even bit the metaphorical bullet and added in a dozen or so piercings.

Raquel was a little too cheerful about helping with that. My right nipple does not like me at the moment.

I hold my arms out to the side with a saucy grin, and bikini-clad construct 3rd generation daemonettes (the ones which are actually attractive) materialise, taking hold of them to escort me to the gaming table. That gets a bit more of a response, and I note there are a good deal more journalists here than would normally be the case at a gaming convention.

Zatanna's armour got a little reworking as well. There's a gold sash to mirror her yellow original costume's waistcoat, white paint to create a visual link to her dress blouse and quite a lot of black. She stops in front of the crowd, removes her helmet and mag-locks it to her right pauldron before reaching up with her right hand and pulling her non-regulation hair free.

Then her face hardens and she spins, her boltgun coming up and pointing right at me. I dive out of the way as a bolt round literally and figuratively rockets into one of my daemonette escorts, lifting hir off hirs feet and then exploding, shattering the construct. A moment later she switches target and destroys the other as I pull myself to my feet and hold out a miniature case as a shield.

A little laughter, a few woo's, a smattering of applause… And more than half the crowd watching through their camera phones. Such a modern audience. I shrug and toss the case to Zatanna, who is just about able to stow her bolter fast enough to catch it. Then I saunter over to the gaming table.

The baseball player who… Okay, be fair to him, he is actually a fan, is about a quarter of the way through setting up his green tide Ork army. So we've got about half an hour to wait there unless we all pitch in. The fourth player is an actual tournament winner, and he's brought an Imperial Guard tank company. Which probably means that someone told him to go easy on us, because while tank companies can utterly destroy slow moving armies due to no one taking enough anti-tank in a balanced list for that sort of thing, they die easily enough to deep striking anti-tank or fast assault units. And the lack of anti-tank in balanced lists isn't even an issue here, due to the fact that his team mate has an all-infantry force.

My guys aren't great against armour. Sure, I've got melta bombs in a few places and enough krak grenades that I should be able to kill them eventually, but most of my force is specialised for anti-infantry work.

Zatanna's force, on the other hand…

"Edasurc ecrof, etaidemmi tnemyolped!"

Frateris Militia artillery is an often overlooked option, and not just because there's no official model for it. Representing a mob of irregulars grabbing any old field gun they can and sticking it on the firing line, it isn't going to threaten most things. Unless you deploy twenty of them to back up the Exorcists you've taken because you know your team needs something that can do more to tanks than stun-lock them with psychic powers.

See how things go, because it might be more efficient to use their explosive shells rather than their anti-armour shots, given that Frateris Militia have BS2… The original plan was to deploy them at either corner of our deployment zone to ensure that we could enfilade them and hit their side armour from somewhere, but looking at the terrain I don't think that's possible.

And Zatanna's spell agreed. Clusters of guns with their ablative Frateris Plagas are sited at each point that has a good enough line of sight, while her counter-attack force are in their concealed Rhinos and Immolators well behind them. The Exorcists -being more mobile- are deployed in position to maximise their ability to fire at the Imperial Guard tanks opposite.

"Nice costume, mate."

"Costume? Oh honey." I grin with a mouth that no longer complies with human physical limits, and extend a tentacle tongue to lick the air. "I'm going to role-play this entire battle."

He blinks, then holds up his hands and shakes his head. "Ah, 'kay?"

"Just ignore the heretic if he annoys you." Zatanna rolls her eyes. "I'll purge him later."

"Purge me long and hard, sugar plum."

I lick my lips, the tip of my tongue flicking from left ear to right ear.

Zatanna gulps.

"Now. Where to position Slaanesh's most expendable?" All the good vantage points are taken, but really I just need somewhere that won't block the field guns' lines of sight. "Here we are. And…"

I use my ring to send the radio signal, and the scale replica of a Slaanesh-corrupted Battle Barge drops down from the ceiling and flies over to hover above our table, prompting another round of chatter from the watchers.

"Drop pods incoming."

 

[thebishop8]

"Y-es, but I though-"

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Change "though" to "thought".

 

[Darko]

I know many people, including me, like to say that Paul has some extremely skewed priorities, but this is just..wow, just wow.

The fate of the planet is at stake and he is spending his time playing a stupid game.

 

[Darko]

Change "though" to "thought".

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She may not have had time to finish her sentence, rather than it being a mistake.

Zoat are we going to see all the various versions of Paul that we previously saw, like Red, Angel, Sybarite, and what they are doing after getting back from Krona's kidnapping of them, this episode?

 

[Prince Charon]

I know many people, including me, like to say that Paul has some extremely skewed priorities, but this is just..wow, just wow.

The fate of the planet is at stake and he is spending his time playing a stupid game.

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To be fair, the other option is dealing with 'Lord-Lantern Cosmic King.' It's not like Sinestro is invading the Earth that Paul is on (yet; I would not put it past Zoat to have a Sinestro Corps invasion happen within the next few years, but it doesn't seem likely in this episode).

 

[TheEyes]

I know many people, including me, like to say that Paul has some extremely skewed priorities, but this is just..wow, just wow.

The fate of the planet is at stake and he is spending his time playing a stupid game.

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Yeah, I don't get it either. It's like OL is being corrupted by the same sort of apathy that he and Mr Zoat both like to roast the Justice League over. Did Boss Smiley or whoever get to him too, because that's the caliber of idiot ball we're looking at here.

And frankly it's been going on for awhile; this is just the most egregious example. OL hasn't really made a single bit of effort towards addressing the problem of Earth's stagnancy in months; the last effort he made was here, when he spoke to Georgia on the subject:

"Advanced technology does not propagate well through our society. Captain Cold robs banks rather than building freezers, despite the obvious financial incentives for him to do so. Superman sits on a treasure trove of alien technology that could revolutionise the way we live, but contents himself with inefficiently punching things rather than rendering that punching unnecessary in spite of his genuine desire to do good in the world."

"And you want to know why? I suppose that Dad's example-."

"No. It's not that I'm not curious, but I don't need to know 'why'. I need it to stop."

She raises her eyebrows. "To stop?"

"To stop. I don't know if it's psychological, something to do with our social structures, our evolutionary biology, our.. financial systems… But things aren't happening which -on the surface- it appears should be. And I need it to stop, so they can start. I don't…" I take a breath. "I'm pretty good at understanding the motivations of individuals, but… My empathic abilities don't work on groups. You're… Literally the only person I can think of who might be able to solve this for me."

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He hasn't, as far as I can recall, done anything since, instead falling into a pattern of reacting to things like the most cliched example of a DC superhero. Perhaps it was fitting that chapter was titled "Doppelgängered", since ever after OL has been acting like he was replaced by a passive robot.

 

[Darko]

Yeah, I don't get it either. It's like OL is being corrupted by the same sort of apathy that he and Mr Zoat both like to roast the Justice League over. Did Boss Smiley or whoever get to him too, because that's the caliber of idiot ball we're looking at here.

And frankly it's been going on for awhile; this is just the most egregious example. OL hasn't really made a single bit of effort towards addressing the problem of Earth's stagnancy in months; the last effort he made was here, when he spoke to Georgia on the subject:


He hasn't, as far as I can recall, done anything since, instead falling into a pattern of reacting to things like the most cliched example of a DC superhero. Perhaps it was fitting that chapter was titled "Doppelgängered", since ever after OL has been acting like he was replaced by a passive robot.

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Maybe Smiley did something to him when he was in Heaven just in case he came back to life and the Angels didn't get rid of it because they didn't know something was wrong plus with Paul's unique soul they may not be able to do anything.

When he was in Gotham he tried to search himself if something was altering the way he thinks, but found nothing and just concluded that Gotham tends to make even the most dedicated of people tired, which isn't exactly wrong, but what if something is literary influencing the way he thinks?

 

[Valint]

I don't know when WTR turned into a Giffen/DeMatteis pastiche, but that's the vibe I've been getting since at least the ending of the Crisis arc.

 

[Mr Zoat]

Change "though" to "thought".

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Thank you, corrected.

I know many people, including me, like to say that Paul has some extremely skewed priorities, but this is just..wow, just wow.

The fate of the planet is at stake and he is spending his time playing a stupid game.

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Because his stated position is that dealing with it isn't his job. He can't say that and also deal with it.

Zoat are we going to see all the various versions of Paul that we previously saw, like Red, Angel, Sybarite, and what they are doing after getting back from Krona's kidnapping of them, this episode?

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Probably eventually.

 

[Fellow]

Did this get posted because of Bruva Alfabusa?

 

[Mr Zoat]

Did this get posted because of Bruva Alfabusa?

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No.

 

[Handlewithcare]

Did this get posted because of Bruva Alfabusa?

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Urgh, Russ' voice was pure audio porn in that last vox cast.

I'm guessing someone pissed of Paul so now he is demonstratively not dealing with Khan?

 

[RichardWhereat]

7th April
10:48 GMT -5

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You could have gone Blood Angel to honour Sanguinius, instead.. you went heretic.

Also, holy fucking shit I can't believe I called that.

 

[w34v3r]

Well more to the point he legally CAN'T do anything in particular about his orange lantern except train the gas or hold a conversation with them.

Leaving aside the fact that he called the legion force, the simple fact is that they aren't doing anything illegal. That fact that earth DOESN'T have the laws on the books to deal with this is in no way Paul's fault and something he's explicitly told people to stop being stupid about.

The thing he's not doing is bending the law to CREATE a situation where an excessive fight breaks out, which is how a superhero would normally solve the problem. He's perfectly capable of dealing with most forms of financial collapse he gives a damn about, and he's neither a member of the league, or charged to negotiate or act on behalf of earth or any of it's member states.

 

[KillingYouNicely]

Because his stated position is that dealing with it isn't his job. He can't say that and also deal with it.

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This. Everyone who's complaining that he isn't fighting off Manga-Khan obviously didn't read the last few chapters in the slightest. This isn't him being apathetic, this is him actively stopping himself from sticking his nose into something that he has no official jurisdiction over.

Sure, he could fight Lord-Lantern's economic influence or just kick him out of the system, but to do either of those things he'd be interfering in ClusterCorp's business practices on the behalf of Earth. He doesn't have or want to have that authority, and while their business dealings are slightly shady, there's no real way to justify him shutting down their very legal business. This sort of problem just isn't in either his or the Justice League's hands. And that's how it should be, despite the likely possibility of the people in actual power stuffing things up. They aren't the Justice Lords.

 

[GodKiller999]

"Just ignore the heretic if he annoys you." Zatanna rolls her eyes. "I'll purge him later."

"Purge me long and hard, sugar plum."

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Bad Paul! Baaaaad!

 

[Ct613hulu]

I know many people, including me, like to say that Paul has some extremely skewed priorities, but this is just..wow, just wow.

The fate of the planet is at stake and he is spending his time playing a stupid game.

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My understanding is that is it precisely because of the nature of the current threat that he is making a conspicuous display of his focus on meaningless entertainment. The challenge posed by Lord Manga Khan is one that has to be addressed by the Nations of Earth if they want to retain any claim of actually representing the legitimate leaders of Humanity.

The Justice League or any Superheroes taking the lead in dealing with the first alien trade partner would demonstrate to the galactic community that they are the real power in charge of Earth. It would be disturbingly easy for the Justice League to end up being recognized as the Legitimate rulers of Earth given that they provide the first and often only significant response any alien attack.

As contradictory as it may seem, doing nothing is almost certainly the best course of action.

 

[Darko]

Urgh, Russ' voice was pure audio porn in that last vox cast.

I'm guessing someone pissed of Paul so now he is demonstratively not dealing with Khan?

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The various world governments pissed him off by not having a plan for dealing with alien visitors despite being aware of them for at least a decade.

Did this get posted because of Bruva Alfabusa?

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Now I can't help but imagine either Paul or renegade losing their rings and other equipment because they signed some kind of contract and then they lead a rebellion against the tyrants holding the contracts.

Considering that in the comics someone once kidnapped a green lantern so that they would do their job it is possible that someone would try to steal from the Lanterns.

 

[RichardWhereat]

The fate of the planet is at stake and he is spending his time playing a stupid game.

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You take that back you filthy fucking heretic.

 

[Chojin Patriarch]

7th April
10:48 GMT -5

"Are you..?" Zatanna looks me over, blushing under her makeup, then averts her eyes. "Are you sure about this?"

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Oh, my. What's going on? Quite the ambiguous opening...

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"It was this, or go and work at Taco Whiz for a week with Diana and Kon."

I straighten my bustier.

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Your what? Is this a performance of Rocky Horror or something?

"I've made my choice."

"Y-es, but I though-" She fiddles with her helmet. "-you were going to wear your armour again."

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Armour... Ah, something Warhammer 40,000 related. Timely, given the announcement of 9th edition (Marines vs Necrons starter! What a world!)

I shake my head. "No, it's too big and bulky." Plus, I don't have the Praexis Demons any more. "Is my hair alright?"

"Ah… Yes, it's got really nice… Volume?"

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...Is he cosplaying a daemonette? Oh god, this sounds disturbing...

"You know, I used to have long hair. Before I came to this Earth."

"You did?"

"Saved a fortune in hair dressing." I shrug, an action which makes my breast sway in a way that I find slightly unsettling. "I assume. I don't really know what they charge on account of never using one."

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Good gods, he is. But what era? There's quite the shift in artstyle over the decades.

A Games Workshop staffer comes into the room, eyes half fixed on his mobile phone. "We're about ready, if yo-" His eyes widen. "-uuuuuuuuuu…"

I roll my eyes. "It was this or Azazel, and I'm no good at tails and I couldn't move the miniatures with a claw."

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...Okay, not a daemonette, a cultist instead..

"O-kaaay. Right. You got your-?"

I take the tray supporting The Blissful Scream out of subspace. I'm not a great modeller and I can't paint for toffee but power ring awesomeness stretched to a fully custom Emperor's Children warband. Plume-helmeted Noise Marines with guitar-shaped sonic blasters, double-guitars for the blastmasters, drop pods which unfold into stages, metalhead cultists mobs for objective camping with a Chaos Lieutenant and Cult Icon Bearer to make sure that they don't run away and a Sorcerer Lord leading a squad of Terminators all with sonic weapons as roving heavy-hitters.

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Oh, sweet. Let's hope your opponent isn't the newbie who doesn't recognise old metal. I've heard horror stories of old beards bringing 1st and 2nd edition figures into stores and being told off for 'third-party' models by redshirts who were in diapers when the models came out...

And I made this army legal and sort-of competitive when I wrote this edition. Unlike whatever fun-killing git wrote the previous one.

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A little author favoritism? Completely in line for Codex authors.

"Yes, I've got it."

"Alright. Ah, follow me?"

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The joy of mundane utility in your superpowers. Seriously, imagine the additional effects you can do with a ring. Real-time movement and shooting radii for models/units, visual effects of dice roll outcomes, sound effects... It's practically cheating.

I strut after him as we leave the staff area and walk out onto the stage they set up for the demo game. I spent several hours trying to learn to walk in these high-heeled boots, and after getting no help at all from my sensibly-shoed female colleagues turned instead to a drag star of Diana's acquaintance. Zatanna doesn't strut but instead marches, helmet in place and bolter at the ready.

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Yeah, the ladies in big boots know how to walk in them. i don't know how the few superheroes who wear heels manage it. I doubt they keep them for long, certainly, unless they can fly casually. Twisted ankles hurt.

"…Lantern and Zatanna Zatara!"

There's clapping, but I don't look much like myself at the moment. I based this appearance on the hermaphroditic 4th edition Daemonettes, combined with Mad Donna. I even bit the metaphorical bullet and added in a dozen or so piercings.

Raquel was a little too cheerful about helping with that. My right nipple does not like me at the moment.

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Ow. Now that's suffering for your art... For the few seconds it lasts before the ring registers your displeasure.

I hold my arms out to the side with a saucy grin, and bikini-clad construct 3rd generation daemonettes (the ones which are actually attractive) materialise, taking hold of them to escort me to the gaming table. That gets a bit more of a response, and I note there are a good deal more journalists here than would normally be the case at a gaming convention.

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Because superheroes playing toy soldiers, lolamiright? I can just imagine the news stories... They'd have to air late.

Zatanna's armour got a little reworking as well. There's a gold sash to mirror her yellow original costume's waistcoat, white paint to create a visual link to her dress blouse and quite a lot of black. She stops in front of the crowd, removes her helmet and mag-locks it to her right pauldron before reaching up with her right hand and pulling her non-regulation hair free.

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Honestly, Zatanna might look nice with a Sororitas bob. Surprised OL didn't offer to regrow her hair after the event, just in case she didn't agree.

Then her face hardens and she spins, her boltgun coming up and pointing right at me. I dive out of the way as a bolt round literally and figuratively rockets into one of my daemonette escorts, lifting hir off hirs feet and then exploding, shattering the construct. A moment later she switches target and destroys the other as I pull myself to my feet and hold out a miniature case as a shield.

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Damn 5+ Invulnerable. You never roll it when you want it.

A little laughter, a few woo's, a smattering of applause… And more than half the crowd watching through their camera phones. Such a modern audience. I shrug and toss the case to Zatanna, who is just about able to stow her bolter fast enough to catch it. Then I saunter over to the gaming table.

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I hope they're at least filming in landscape... Aw, who am I kidding? They're filming portrait and shaking like crazy.

The baseball player who… Okay, be fair to him, he is actually a fan, is about a quarter of the way through setting up his green tide Ork army. So we've got about half an hour to wait there unless we all pitch in. The fourth player is an actual tournament winner, and he's brought an Imperial Guard tank company. Which probably means that someone told him to go easy on us, because while tank companies can utterly destroy slow moving armies due to no one taking enough anti-tank in a balanced list for that sort of thing, they die easily enough to deep striking anti-tank or fast assault units. And the lack of anti-tank in balanced lists isn't even an issue here, due to the fact that his team mate has an all-infantry force.

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Ah, a doubles tournament. The best way to test your skills in competitive play. I take it this is to test OL's ruleset? Or a charity thing...

My guys aren't great against armour. Sure, I've got melta bombs in a few places and enough krak grenades that I should be able to kill them eventually, but most of my force is specialised for anti-infantry work.

Zatanna's force, on the other hand…

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Exorcists for days?

"Edasurc ecrof, etaidemmi tnemyolped!"

Frateris Militia artillery is an often overlooked option, and not just because there's no official model for it. Representing a mob of irregulars grabbing any old field gun they can and sticking it on the firing line, it isn't going to threaten most things. Unless you deploy twenty of them to back up the Exorcists you've taken because you know your team needs something that can do more to tanks than stun-lock them with psychic powers.

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Exorcists for days. Well played. I hope OL made the models for her, because the native GW models? Ehhhh....

See how things go, because it might be more efficient to use their explosive shells rather than their anti-armour shots, given that Frateris Militia have BS2… The original plan was to deploy them at either corner of our deployment zone to ensure that we could enfilade them and hit their side armour from somewhere, but looking at the terrain I don't think that's possible.

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Ah. I hope it's at least terrain. I remember that shot of a recent US tournament where the 'terrain' was identical plain white plasticard building shells, for.. 'Balance'...

And Zatanna's spell agreed. Clusters of guns with their ablative Frateris Plagas are sited at each point that has a good enough line of sight, while her counter-attack force are in their concealed Rhinos and Immolators well behind them. The Exorcists -being more mobile- are deployed in position to maximise their ability to fire at the Imperial Guard tanks opposite.

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This sounds like it'll be a big old meatgrinder. Last 'Man' Standing!

"Nice costume, mate."

"Costume? Oh honey." I grin with a mouth that no longer complies with human physical limits, and extend a tentacle tongue to lick the air. "I'm going to role-play this entire battle."

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Psychological warfare, OL? I hope you plan to make it memorable, at least.

He blinks, then holds up his hands and shakes his head. "Ah, 'kay?"

"Just ignore the heretic if he annoys you." Zatanna rolls her eyes. "I'll purge him later."

"Purge me long and hard, sugar plum."

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<Commisar's Heresy senses tingling...>

I lick my lips, the tip of my tongue flicking from left ear to right ear.

Zatanna gulps.

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Oh, her mind went straight for the gutter...

"Now. Where to position Slaanesh's most expendable?" All the good vantage points are taken, but really I just need somewhere that won't block the field gun's lines of sight. "Here we are. And…"

I use my ring to send the radio signal, and the scale replica of a Slaanesh-corrupted Battle Barge drops down from the ceiling and flies over to hover above our table, prompting another round of chatter from the watchers.

"Drop pods incoming."

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Man, you are going to ruin the game for these guys. Not because of the gameplay, but because nothing is capable of matching these special effects!

Because of course OL would blow off world-shaking economic matters for Warhammer! But, as Mr Zoat said, he's declared it 'not his job' to deal with. I can see him doing this just to make a point. And it's good to see him on good terms with Zatanna again.

I shake my head. "No, it's too big and bulky." Plus, I don't have the Praexis Demons any more. "Is my hair alright?"

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Looks like he lost his enlightenment on this line...

 

[Darko]

You take that back you filthy fucking heretic.

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No I will not take that back you brainwashed, xenophobic jingoist.

 

[Z3r0Sama]

Ah yes ye olde steel rain!

 

[Sceptic]

And I made this army legal and sort-of competitive when I wrote this edition.

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Speaking of legal, what's Games Workshop's response to this whole thing? Because I find it hard to believe they actually decided to accept the well balanced edition produced by Paulphidian rather than taking the stupid option.

My understanding is that is it precisely because of the nature of the current threat that he is making a conspicuous display of his focus on meaningless entertainment.

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Not to mention the entertainment value if Lord Comic King decides he needs to try to one-up his Illustres after this.

 

[Vaermina]

And I made this army legal and sort-of competitive when I wrote this edition. Unlike whatever fun-killing git wrote the previous one.

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You know what they say about people who have to rewrite the rules so their favorite team can win don't you?

 

[Idkusername]

I shrug, an action which makes my breast sway in a way that I find slightly unsettling.

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Unless Cultist-chan!Paul has some weird mutations, or unless you mean your heart, breast -> breasts

 

[RichardWhereat]

Speaking of legal, what's Games Workshop's response to this whole thing? Because I find it hard to believe they actually decided to accept the well balanced edition produced by Paulphidian rather than taking the stupid option.

Not to mention the entertainment value if Lord Comic King decides he needs to try to one-up his Illustres after this.

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He likely gave or sold it to them for free or at such a low low percentage for royalties, with superhero backing that they're just using his edition, and so aren't suing.

I hope LCK misunderstands D&D, and makes it into a model based wargame, ignoring IP.

 

[NightmareWarden]

Poor Ambush Bug. Now he is going to have to look through every last official piece of Games Workshop WH40K and WH:F content for DC parodies, crossovers and expies JUST IN CASE Paul the NOT-SELF-INSERT was brought over from a different fictional universe. And as we can see here, he'll really have to look closely at all of the Chaos and daemonic bits.

 

[Mr Zoat]

Damn 5+ Invulnerable. You never roll it when you want it.

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4+ Unmodified, you Johnny-come-lately.

Looks like he lost his enlightenment on this line...

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Thank you, corrected.

Unless Cultist-chan!Paul has some weird mutations, or unless you mean your heart, breast -> breasts

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Have you..? Not seen the 4th edition daemonettes?

 

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Have you..? Not seen the 4th edition daemonettes?

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I gathered that he was cosplaying a cultist from the fact he didn't have a claw or the like. Besides, actually, no, I haven't. I'm a very casual fan.