DeathReaperZ
In the Void.
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Perhaps it works in a more logical way for her. You usually can't isolate sounds like that in a concert or a party or even just a conversation between a large group of people.Conner was right about super-hearing. And Kara was way wrong. Hearing thousands of sounds in a city makes it easier to filter all of it out. It's just white noise. Background. At least it is for me. But once you learn what a guy getting a boner sounds like… The way the heart rate changes, the shape of the pulse changes, and the sound of skin slowly sliding across cloth... You can't not hear it. Even if you wish you could.
Damn he has it bad.She stares at me for a moment, then shakes her head. "You truly..? You befriend her other Underlords without causing friction, you obey her laws and praise their wisdom, your greatest concern is for a world where you have taken her code of law and expended upon it, you deal with 'inconveniences' for her without leaving a trace of your presence and ask for nothing in return. Bastet knows that you love her."
She tried making a rich person joke.Her smile broadens for a moment, so I think that was supposed to be a joke. But I don't get it. I've worn this shirt dozens of times at least, and Conner's got a wardrobe that's basically just identical copies of the same stuff. If it wasn't for M'gann, that would be his whole wardrobe.
Yay, eutrophication. I don't know why she's telling Mitchell this. Even without the Genomorph programming, the average high schooler should know this."Yeah, a lot of the time. But there's actually a big problem in some places with fertilizer run-off getting into rivers and lakes. See, it basically supercharges the algae, which sounds okay, until they die and start rotting. That supercharges the bacteria, which breed like crazy and use up all the oxygen in the lake. And that kills everything that needs oxygen, which is just about everything. A few of the strains we're growing now are designed specifically to flourish without fertilizer."
There we go. Nothing can ever stay calm for long.
I'm not entirely sure how much training would help considering the fact that most of Wonder Woman's enemies tend to be gods themselves.
Thank the elementals above he's not naive enough to do that.I guess I could… Come out and swear her to secrecy, but while I want to help my father, I'm not dumb enough to actually trust him.
Getting a bit frisky with the intern are we?
I think the sterility of the saw is less important than being hit with said saw."It hit you with a circular saw! Those things aren't sterile!"
This might work out well.She smiles, and waves her right hand. "Assume that I do desire you."
This might work out very well.I stop, and she… Giggles? Huy is still glaring, but Tey decides with one glance at her goddess that her current level of restraint is unnecessary.
I'm confused, did he summon the Mammon clone inside his body and then pull it out of his mouth? I might be being an idiot, but that was the alien snake and not the host occupied by said snake? Because if it was the host body, that would be a lot more difficult.She shrugs, then gestures to a richly upholstered chair under a desk off to the side of the room. I pull it over and sit down, then… Then implant the modified Mammon clone into myself without connecting myself to it. Then I flop back, using a ring connection to make him wiggle out of my mouth for a moment before pulling him back inside.
This has gone very well"I wish for you to sire a child on me." She considers for a moment. "And a brood of prim'ta, afterwards, while I am still feeling maternal. I will appoint you as my regent while I convalesce. That will accustom my other Underlords to your authority."
are"Anyway, here-" She pulls out a laminated card. "-is my papers."
Sounds a bit odd with the two "for"s so close to each other. "Why were you looking for Conner?" might be better? I'd understand if Johanna said it like that, but why Mitchell?
"Pet-like Assistant" might be a more valid definition for that abbreviation then."And, y'know, basic fetching and carrying and things like that. I'm kind of like her P.A.!"
Ah, Paul's company is still shitting on the competition it seems."Well, Atlantean portals bypass the intervening space, so they're great for logistics. But there's this British chocolate company that's pretty much covered the market there, so we're looking at other ways to move things around, just, better. Come on, I'll show you the physical space planning room!"
Remove "metahumans" from that sentence, and it'll still work. With an "s" at the end of course.She smiles as she puts the coffee down, and I can tell from the smell that she forgot the cream and sugar. If this is all it usually takes, I'm starting to get a little worried about how lonely male metahumans must be.
Darn, that phone is going to explode soon I take it?
Perhaps the sunglasses work better than expected."Yeah, but you wouldn't have gotten this far if you hadn't passed vetting. And it's not like we don't know who you are. Wonder Woman suddenly having two sons was kind of a big deal. I mean, who are we gunna mistake you for, Clark Kent?"
Ah. "Who's that?"
It took her a surprisingly short time to figure it out, all things considered."Actually, you do look kinda like Clark Kent." Her eyes widen. "Oh God, is he your Dad?"
I let myself look as awkward as I feel. "Ah, he'd have been in high school, and Mom was still on Themyscira. You know, with no contact with the outside world and no men. I mean, if he was really good at swimming I guess it wouldn't be completely impossible, but, ah… No."
Would you look at that, morals.
Ah, the shading technique."Basically, they stop the A.I. seeing us out of the corner of its eye. It can still see us, but it doesn't think anything of us. We're wallpaper. Carpet. A wave in an ocean of waves."
"That's poetic, man. Beautiful."
"Oh, fuck you. You want a full explanation, do three years of college computer science so you can understand it."
Oh you poor summer child.But… If a teenaged intern actually beat off a group of thieves… It wouldn't be strange for the company chairman to pay them a visit. Right? I mean, he knows who I am, but this isn't going to stay a secret, even if they are plants. And even if he doesn't, they'd have to give me the internship, right? And I should be able to beat them.
As opposed to what? Gamma or X-ray?A ray of what I hope is infrared light melts a hole in the meeting room window, hits the interior of the plasma gun's barrel and melts a hole in it.
Just drink an entire distillery's worth of alcohol, and you'll have the first part down.Let's see if I can do drunken kung fu without being drunk or knowing kung fu.
So what did he end up doing here? Just heating the gun up to cause a relatively safe misfire? Or did he melt a critical component?Open eye a little, squint and fire a short burst.
Using heat vision on a regular gun… It work pretty well, but it's really obvious and… You can mess up the person holding the gun if you're not really careful. If it's a revolver you can usually heat the grip without cooking off the bullets, but if it's got a magazine then you can't. It's not a matter of control; the conduction of the metal is just too efficient. And there's no clever detection system if you warp the barrel. Superman and Angelika both said that they'd had people get injured because the gun they melted a little misfired.
Someone cue the flute music.Zero. First guy wrenches the door open and then gets both hands back on his gun, but I'm up and barrelling forwards with a theatrical stumble, slapping the gun out of his grip in a way that I hope looks natural. Then I smile like the drunk women on the one Dionysia I went to, grabbing the armour of the guy I just disarmed and pulling him into the line of sight of his colleague.
I'm not entirely sure if it would be necessary, but he probably should've checked the chamber for bullets and emptied them if necessary. Unless he did that already and didn't think much of it.I walk around and pick up all three handguns. Then I head over to the closest window, open it and throw the magazines outside. That should be safe. And then I drop the guns on the floor, because I'm not going to use them. The plasma guns won't fire unless someone does a lot of work on them, so I can leave them where they are. Then… Check the bodies-. Ah, unconscious people. If I can find some handcuffs or zip ties-.
Apparently this would either create a slight glimmer for normal humans and wouldn't actually reveal the beam, unless you had IR goggles already."Wait." Anarky points his staff at the infrared beam being projected from one side of the doorway to the hallway to the other. A small cloud of smoke sprays out, and-. Oh, right, a human wouldn't have seen that. "Clever."
That makes him rather dangerous then.Oh, right. That's why Paul warned us about him. 'Like me, but with fewer friends'.
Thank you for avoiding a cliche.
Interesting that Enginehead generates an image rather than simply using existing images and then doing a deepfake for speech and stuff. I suppose that would be rather flawed too.
Wait till you learn about all the other colours of kryptonite, kid."We don't put kryptonite everywhere. There isn't that much on Earth, and synthesising it is ridiculously expensive." I nod-. Wait, they can synthesise it? "When you've disabled them, go to the main server room and say 'emergency override: reset'. Can you manage that?"
Probably, despite probably being smarter than Paul, he's far less rational and wise.I.. blink. Redeeming… I suppose Orange Lantern was always clear that he wanted to help me be more effective, but I didn't realise that there was supposed to be a moral dimension to-. No, Match thinks there is. The Orange Lantern didn't strike me as a man who belabors the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, just foolish self-destructiveness. But he was one of the people who 'rescued' Match and was probably one of the people who actioned his cure. I suspect that Match has an… Inaccurate view of what Orange Lantern was actually attempting.
Must be sunglasses. Alongside a baseball cap. That always does the trick. They probably have figured it out but don't want to bring her wrath down upon themselves for isolating her children.I don't.. want it to get out. People found Connor having a brother his own age after not mentioning him weird as it was. I still don't know how people at school haven't realised that Mom is Wonder Woman. She doesn't dress that different.
Guess Nazis don't care about the age of consent either.-Johanna sits.. on my lap. Sideways, legs pointed towards the door and one arm around my back for balance. I guess she was.. serious about the grabbing? Mr. Beatty doesn't react. I guess for all he knows we're actually dating.
I imagine they've been getting quite a lot of game recently.We walk down a side street, then turn in the direction of the main road towards the inner city. Usually the only people awake at this time of the morning are the fisherwomen and the guards… And late-night party-goers who've just come back through the portal, but they're trying to be a bit quieter about it these days. Paul said that was because while most people here don't mind contact with the rest of the world, pregnancy is still a contentious issue. Apparently, him letting the Amazons make each other pregnant is a lot different to them suddenly having unrestricted access to men for the first time in three thousand years.
This is why you should always leave easy portals for late-game. They're so incredibly useful that unless the organisations handling them are incompetent, or the world is irrational or the technology is very flawed in some way, it'll always be overpowered.But this whole situation is disappointing. Dolmen Gates are the second biggest improvement I've made to the world. Right after preserving Cadburys' chocolate.
"Heh."
Right after undoing global warming. Useful magical artefacts that can just slot into the world, reducing pollution, getting Atlanteans interacting with the surface, cutting travel times to next to nothing… And the longer it stayed there the more useful it made itself.
Speaking of which, what kinda denominations they got? I hope it's powers of 10 or 5 or 2. Not something like 17 silver medallions equals 1 golden medallion.I mostly check the value of my theoretical investment in medallions rather than pounds sterling these days…
Just a finger this time? Interesting.
Good, he recognises his own hypocrisy and deals with it correctly."Hal is showing me more advanced techniques!" She smiles as she-. Oh dear. Note to self, have a word with Lantern Jordan about-.
I consider Zatanna.
About talking to someone else about how to gently let someone know that you're not interested. Actually, Batman is probably a good person to go to with that.
That bad huh?Neither. Mister van Wyck isn't used to getting positive reactions from people.
Huh, that is pretty adorable
Ah, bit of an odd way to write it, but oh well.
I assume the "Weasel" is the bait while the "Wild" ones hide?She's saying it into the squad's communication network. They're taking it in turns to bait the scarab into focusing on them by deliberately revealing their position and then hiding.
Ah, my mistakeNo, not studying the sacred text is fine as long as you don't then use the sacred text as if it supports you actions. That just annoys people who actually did read it.
Or perhaps put some emphasis into it.
Good enough to take over.No, there's nothing like enough heat to glass anything, and it's only their leadership plus a large section of their army. Maybe a thousand or two out of a nation of maybe a hundred thousand.
Sure.
Considering what pantheon they're from, it's wise to record the number of children any non-celibate, and sometimes celibate, deity has as "N+1", where "N" is the number of confirmed existing children.As far as anyone knows, Hippolyta is Ares' only daughter amongst the Amazons.
That link didn't work either, I'm starting to think it's a me problem.
Close, you're on the right planet at least.*Considers the Guess Who board of countries.*
So... Not Chile?
I don't suppose they'll be showing up anytime soon.They eventually went out into the universe and did their own thing. Several tried to remake humans and in doing so created beastmen. A few tried other things. Several got hunted down by Mumm-Ra.
Nothing to help him make a difference in that world I imagine.Nothing, but Jevek appreciated his position and fronted him a few things.
Hail the Zoat.
Thanks for the explanation, I don't mind the image errors too much, but if it's happening for others too, that might be a problem.Because his meditation left him a bit fixated. He probably could see more if he learned the skill.
Edit: Wait, those images work fine while I'm editing this, but don't display when I save it? What?
Okay, sorry, I've got no idea why that isn't displaying properly or how to fix it.
He probably didn't. I imagine he doesn't want to lose his independence considering that's a big part of his whole persona.Which is pretty odd, because considering how power-hungry Tangseid is, you'd expect him to have at least tried to contact the Ophidian to gain more power.
Thanks, I know these are really long, but correcting one post at a time is a pain in the ass and I'd much rather do a full episode together. I can of course, stop or split these in half for convenience.I'm giving this a like in advance of reading it, because I'm sure there's at least one correct correction in there somewhere.
What the hell happened?
PS: Do you have backlogs or do you write a thousand words everyday following the previous episode with a vague plotline written somewhere? Do you have an allocated time for writing or do you just do it when the muse strikes?