Siiracai The Supernal
Shadows and Balance
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- Nov 29, 2019
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Look at us, talking about magical friendship nukes in a story about a dimension travelling human with a piece of deadly emotion powered magic space jewellery.
Since it's boring to assume that Celestia is just an idiot, I presume that it has to be that way, and that Celestia must have figured this out over the dozens of generations that she's been working to restore the Elements and find a group of ponies that can use them that isn't her and Luna. It would make sense that the connections that restore the Elements had to be genuine, in a "who you are in the dark" way. Informing the ponies involved that the Elements could be restored in this way could undermine how genuine the connections are; just look at Sunset's own words here:
Is Fear or avarice consumed every time grayven or paul uses their rings? unless you want to use the beloved New 52 canon where the emotional spectrum can be used up ala relic.
Btw, question: can a motherbox create something? Rearrange matter into technology or food or clothes or whatever?
Power rings aren't powered by emotion, they're catalysed by it.Is Fear or avarice consumed every time grayven or paul uses their rings? unless you want to use the beloved New 52 canon where the emotional spectrum can be used up ala relic.
No, because later on Twilight goes to Canterlot and reconnects with her old friends. Like Moondancer. Twilight actually had reasonable social skills.Of course part of the problem may not be celestia directly, so much as the school environment encouraging that sort of single minded pursuit of personal knowledge and skill to the detriment of the kids' social lives.There's tons of schools like that IRL, and plenty of schools that impair social development without the benefit of being hyper competitive academically.
Oh, my bad, but what are they powered by then?Power rings aren't powered by emotion, they're catalysed by it.
The T'au would like a word.-is that they can get away with rejecting technology. I don't think much of tribal society. It's something everyone starts with and which advanced civilisations grow out of.
MOAR EDIT: You know what, I don't think that Dr Munro is actually who he says he is.
I suppose having skin tougher than steel makes tool-use redundant... Along with most 'civilised' things.Of course, the downside of everyone having superpowers-
There's a splintering sound as a young woman crushes the base of the trunk of a young tree with her bare hands.
So Danner Enhanciles can jump past the stone- and bronze-age tiers in Civilization. Imagine that Mod. The biggest challenge would be metallurgy for things like steam technology...-is that they can get away with rejecting technology. I don't think much of tribal society. It's something everyone starts with and which advanced civilisations grow out of. But if the Accala spread out across the area they might try and claim at a population density that would be sustainable… They'll never need tools, let alone science or technology. They can outrun cars now. Tear down trees with no need for chainsaws. As long as they can make the Danner formula they don't even have a use for draught animals. Not that they-.
Or do they?
Sensible. I wonder just how long they could manage to subsist on forage and hunting, before they cleared out the area... Guess that why they're nomadic."Dawn Warrior?" He turns back from the local he was talking to, who runs off to find someone senior. "Do your people farm?"
"My tribe don't, but some of our allies do. We know how to, but we were worried that planting areas would give us away on aerial photographs." He looks away, frowning at Beryl as she moves her arm computer's camera around. "What are you doing?"
Suuure, Beryl, sure. Surrounded by trim, muscluar young men and women... Anyone with a sex drive would be paying very intense attention."I want some photos." She smiles brightly. "I've never been to the Amazon Rainforest before."
"Ah, okay."
I'll bet they would. The tribes would be like a beauty parade..."I thought it was Australian tribes who thought cameras steal your souls when they take pictures."
"Ah… It could be. But we get…" He shrugs. "The jungle is warm and damp, so we don't usually wear all that much. Sometimes, the tourists-."
No, seriously, Beryl, we believe you."I'm not taking 'private time' material." She lowers her computer and makes a show of turning off the camera. "Really."
"Okay." He raises his hands in mock surrender. "Sorry."
Yowza. I wonder who else is eating the eye candy.Though I see why they might get that sort of attention. Everyone I've seen so far is a Danner enhancile. Tribal people generally don't get that fat due to the fact that their lifestyles involve constant physical exercise and doesn't involve a lot of refined sugar, but they don't usually get as overtly muscular as civilised athletes do. But while the Danner formula doesn't make you huge it does make you muscular. And it keeps you in your physical prime. So there are a lot of healthy-looking young-looking men and women around who aren't used to seeing white people and probably haven't seen a superhero other than Dawn Warrior before.
Huh, the good Doctor seems surprisingly comfortable?And as a result they're taking a break from their usual routine to wander over and stare at us.
Dr Munro-. Ring, translator off.
Compliance.
Naughty, naughty, Raquel. But wait, Doc Munro can speak their tongue? Suspicious...Dr Munro is talking to them in their native language, which is provoking a little surprise. A couple of children are daring one another to touch Beatriz's fire, which… Hm, it shouldn't be hot enough to burn a Danner enhancile, not unless she puts a lot of effort into it. Beryl is-. Beryl has noticed Beatriz's unease and is trying to distract them with her computer. Raquel actually is checking people out-.
Ah, someone's seeing the upside of being super-powered..."Hey… Orange."
"Yes, Rocket?"
"You can just dose anyone with that stuff, right?"
Looks like the Team isn't the only ones enjoying the view."Yes, that's correct. Interested?"
"I dunno." She's staring at one youth-. Who could be old enough to be her father for all we know. He spots her interest, smiles with extreme self-confidence and flexes a little. "How hard is it to hide it?"
A little bit more than that. But the upsides are well worth it. A little practice holding back your strength, which Icon could help with..."No idea. But no one's spotted that Kon has super strength and Superman went through Junior School, High School and college without anyone spotting that he did. So it can't be that hard."
"And the downside's that I have to eat an extra egg every day?"
Seriously, that's your big concern? You can get clip-ons, you know. Or just squeeze bits of wire into place, even."And you can't use other forms of augmentation. And it will probably try regenerating your piercings."
Her right hand goes to the collection of hoops piercing her right ear. "Oh."
Ah, the Elders have arrived. Time to get to the bottom of things."That's what bothers you? Given how much exposure you've had to Terminan technology, I'd have thought-."
The crowd parts, and a trio of older people walk through the crowd. Dawn Warrior immediately walks over to them and starts talking-.
Straight to it, eh? I suppose there's no need for much politeness - when everyone is tough, no need to worry about fights.Ring, translation.
Compliance.
"…investigating one of us attacking a logging camp."
Interesting. Someone who actually knew Hugo himself?A grey-haired woman who… Perhaps her mother just didn't want to have the formula? I'd be astonished if she actually predated Hugo's arrival in the jungle. She gives her head a dismissive shake.
"We have not yet begun. You know this."
Sending a runner about the local tribes, eh? Another benefit of Enhancement: outrunning any ridable creature, so news spreads fast."They tested blood found at the site. Danner formula, and there are only a handful of us outside of Brazil."
One of the old men half-turns and whispers something to a stern-looking enhancile standing next to him, who turns around and takes off -metaphorically- at speed. The old man then turns to Dawn Warrior.
Yeah, OL made it clear that unless they actually start shit, the Team won't start it either."It will take some time to be sure. These people…" He looks at us. "They are here to stop us?"
"No. They want to find out exactly what we want, and then negotiate with the government for us. They will make that part easier."
Ah, another case of mistaken identity..."I think that making our initial attack a statement of intent would have a greater effect. But since they are here, we may-." He blinks, looking past me. "May well-."
He brushes off his minders and strides past me, walking up to Dr Munro and staring in amazement. Dawn Warrior goes after him.
Indeed. But that reaction... Surely Arnold doesn't resemble his father that much?"No, Elder. It's not him. That's his son, Doctor Arnold Munro."
Dr Munro somewhat sheepishly nods his head. I suppose that the younger people he was talking to would have never met Hugo Danner, and they probably wouldn't have had a picture of him either. The resemblance would only be obvious to people who were around when he was.
Wait, what?"Actually…" Beryl turns away from the children and brings up an image of an old… report of some kind. "That's not."
What?
No. Way, Is this going where I think it's going?Dr Munro turns to her with a frown, his neck curving slightly as he tries to read her screen from the wrong side.
"Doctor Arnold Munro died in nineteen seventy four. In Brazil, doing veterinary work on isolated farms. Which is probably why he got buried without anyone notifying his family, because the people who found the body didn't know who he was and didn't know where he came from."
She spotted something in the data, didn't she? The benefit of her natural knack for it.She smiles at Dr M-. The man who apparently isn't Dr Munro.
"Pretty good choice of fake ID, really. I had to check a whole load of forms manually, and it wasn't as if he wrote an itinerary. Took bloody ages."
Odd sort of hint? Or is she saying she's buddy-buddy with the rookie Green?"How did you-?"
"You're not the only Lantern on the team any more. Arisia needs more friends."
OL, OL, OL... Surely you aren't this blind, are you? Think outside your preconceptions for a moment...The impostor nods, and I'm trying to work out where he could have gotten a shot of the Danner formula from. Or rather, his mother. I suppose there's no reason why Hugo couldn't have given it to someone outside of his tribal allies. Oh, please tell me that Lex didn't clone him.
Hello, Hugo Danner. To borrow a phrase: It appears reports of your death were exaggerated...Beryl smiles smugly as she turns off her computer.
"So why don't you tell everyone who you really are?"
The impostor shrugs.
"At this point, why wouldn't I?"
because that's actually hugo danner?
So... What are the changes that this is actually Hugo Danner? Perhaps one that went through the Lazarus Pit (actually, has anyone tested if Danner formula is conpatible with the pit?).
The rings manipulate the Emotional Electromagnetic Spectrum to work and don't actually consume anything to function.
The Emotional Spectrum, which appears to be built into the universe.
About how much they agree and if I've got any ideas on how to convince the kroot?
And she waited until now to speak up? Rather than any point before they were in the middle of a jungle surrounded by superpeople?"Actually…" Beryl turns away from the children and brings up an image of an old… report of some kind. "That's not."
The losing side, considering who's going to be backing her up.So if a fight does break out, what side do you think the hundreds of superpeople are going to take?
Ultimately, yes. But even discounting the possibility of something going sideways in a fight and one of the team being unlucky, it's not like they actually want to fight these people.The losing side, considering who's going to be backing her up.
It was my first thought, but then they'd likely just run to the nearest town and loot the stores.Someone could,for instance, kill their food supply, starving them.
The Emotional Spectrum, which appears to be built into the universe.
About how much they agree and if I've got any ideas on how to convince the kroot?
This seems rather... stupid."Actually…" Beryl turns away from the children and brings up an image of an old… report of some kind. "That's not."
My guess, this person is who he looks like. That is, Dr. Monroe's father. He used his dead sons ID, because he looked about like him to pull it off easily.
Beryl is Squire, not Rocket.This seems rather... stupid.
Just outing that Dr. Monroe isn't Dr. Monroe to whoever is there to listen as soon as she finds out. The Team, the warriors of the dawn, and Dr. Monroe himself.
Like before, the Tribes would have been more positively disposed to Dr. Monroe as the son of a beloved benefactor. But now, they might go from positive inclinations to negative inclinations. Because not only is he not his son, he is someone impersonating his dead son. Outing 'Dr. Monroe' seems like an intentional attack against him, where even if things are smoother over, he might still hold it against you because because a failed attack is still and attack.
Like outing Batman as Bruce Wayne, thinking it will turn people against him or make him vulnerable. Even if it doesn't turn out that way, I don't think Batman is going just to go 'no harm, no foul' because you still exposed his personal secrets and tried to do him harm through that.
Also, you don't know why he did it, so you could end up with something like he needed to change identities to hide his age, because he is older then normal humans live, and doesn't look it/act it at all. And being in the modern data systems as his 100+ year old real identity just makes him a target due the extreme outlier nature coming up in the systems as erroneous or fraudulent.
You know, like how her mentor has been around since the civil war and and is very much an imposter, and has been so for centuries.
Then there is how she doesn't actually know his actual identity, just that he is not who he says he is. If he is a bad guy, that sounds like going up to Lex Luthor and saying, "Hey, I just found out that some of this business paperwork is fake."
You know there is this project is that something other that what it is down on paper as, but not what the real project being hidden actually is. Sure, there's approximately a Snowball's Chance in Hell Lex will just tell you the real answer out of the goodness of his heart. But more likely, telling him that someone is looking means he will make extra sure the true answer never sees the light of day.
So my question for Mr.Zoat is this a character being a stereotypical dumbass teenage twit who was already seeing red and had a chip on her shoulder, because of team friction *ahem Nazis ahem* or did you the author just decide to write a bit of a drama because it seemed interesting at the time, without really considering the implications?
My guess, this person is who he looks like. That is, Dr. Monroe's father. He used his dead sons ID, because he looked about like him to pull it off easily.He is a Danner Enhance because the person who invented it is also a person with the skills to refine it over time until it could be applied to an adult.
Apparently I misremembered. He isn't the inventor, just someone who has studied the formula for a lifetime.
That makes it worse. She should be more experienced and know better than to let something like this slip publicly without conferring privately with her colleagues first, or at least running it past one of leaders like OL, Kaldur, or Batman.