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

Chojin Patriarch · 2025-10-18T08:54:23+0100

Mr Zoat said:
29th July 2013
10:40 GMT

I watch as the Guardian procession heads towards Supertown while I float… A few miles away. I need to be here in case something goes wrong, and apparently so that our ring-shaped Guardian doesn't try to seek me out. I wonder why he never got as far as me? Could they cloud his senses so that he couldn't detect me, or does becoming a construct restrict his powers in some way? I suppose that if they're a result of symbiosis as I half-remember from the comics then lacking a body would result in him losing them.

That does make sense. Maltusian symbiotes wouldn't have been reliably converted along with their host, since internal 'fauna and flora' would produce some bizarre results. Or maybe Larfleeze couldn't assimilate them and they simply died off as their host converted.

I pull the Eradicator head out of subspace and look at it.

Hm.

Anything useful about it, or did you simply net a very peculiar paperweight?

Roy managed to drill a neat hole through both of the eyes, so the cameras and the focusing system for the heat beams is gone. It was probably less advanced than the one Kon and I fought on Xenon, but it might have been nice to see how the technology changed over time. The short term memory store survived Roy's shot due to the internal armour partition, but… It looks like they're designed to send sensory data back to the main unit rather than maintain records themselves. I say 'looks like'; they may have had the main data store in their chests rather than their heads.

Which is a much more sensible place to keep their thinking parts. We only have them where they are because of overheating issues.

But looking behind the eyes, it doesn't looks like the energy weapons built into the face were anything special, actually. Not unless Dubbilex feels like creating G-Pixies. They actually use the same sort of cell suspension that the G-Sprites use to generate electricity, just combining it with small sunstones to activate the things. The design doesn't appear to include capacitors, so I have to assume that the build up is so rapid that they weren't required. Either that, or they were build directly into the eye itself.

Something of a killer prism, then.

I sigh quietly.

But since I don't really care about kryptonian energy weapons and I don't think that Dubbilex is interested in creating siblings who would require inorganic crystals in order to function, the only interesting thing is the memory store. And it's frustratingly incomplete. This Eradicator was apparently mostly being used to perform repairs and maintenance on the Daxamite fleet, so that's what I've got footage of. Interesting enough, but not anything that I couldn't have learned from Har-Zod…

Comparative antiques by Kryptonian standards. Notable largely out of curiosity?

No. Given the age of the ships, it's quite possible that he wouldn't know.

Nothing that NEMO engineers couldn't have worked out, then. Actual useful footage is a bit.. rarer. No images of Doctor Knight's ship. Nothing of the Deep Six. Nothing of Vandal Savage. And nothing showing the 'other' source of power rings Super Eradicator was talking about. No Lanterns on-screen, and the only remotely Lantern-like thing is a brief green glow in one shot, and I suspect that's just the local Green Lantern. I will check of course, but given how out-of-character Daxam was behaving it would have been strange if they didn't check up on the place.

I suppose Clark doesn't remember anything while he was under the Eradicator program's control, then?

I consider the Eradicator head again. Maybe Wallace can use if for a cave decoration or something.

I send it back into subspace and sit back to-.

Certainly, with the eyes destroyed, there's no danger of it spying on anyone. At least visually.

My ring shimmers.

"Illustres here."

Guy's head appears. "Orion ain't here, Paul. Get over here."

Handy! No need to dodge blasts from his super-segway.

Ah, okay. "Be with you shortly."

I'm not going to try faster than light travel near Guardians and Supertown. Instead I fly through the air, keeping a careful eye out in case Guy thinks that me bumping into Orion would count as a prank.

I'm pretty sure he knows Orion wants your head, and wouldn't risk you.

"Where is he, then?"

"Highfather send him t' tawk t' the hillbillies. Won't be back fer a couple a' days."

Well, that's helpful. I can't wait to see how they respond to him...

"He sent Orion for that?"

"Gawt him outta th' way, didn't it?"

Admittedly, he probably has the diplomatic skills of a flaming sledgehammer hitting a block of ice...

A soldier standing guard outside one of the towers raises his right hand to beckon me down. While I can see where the Guardians are perfectly well I wasn't sure where the proper door was. I give him a nod of thanks, then fly through the entrance and… In their direction.

Yeah, I imagine whatever building they're in has some hefty anti-air defences in place right now.

The interior decoration is a little more tasteful than the exterior plating. I wonder if it was green anyway, or if they decorated it like this in honour of the Guardians?

I find where they're having the meeting soon enough. Izaya's holding the ring, frowning faintly. A well-muscled New God in a yellow body stocking with gold decoration is standing at ease near to him, looking at the Fists with mild interest. Hovering around the ring is a… Bald head connected to some sort of anti-gravity unit. And it seems that the version of Metron who exists in this universe has blue skin for… Some reason. He's floating just above the rest in the Mobius Chair… Except for Guy who's making a point of being just a little higher.

A bodyguard, a scientist (Who I imagine has a tiny body out of sight inside that platform) and the grand knowledge-seeker himself. About what you'd expect for an event like this.

And he's staring at me.

I raise my right hand and give him a friendly wave and a smile.

Not doubt he's very curious as to your nature and origins. Though he's not ~~crass~~ polite enough to just ask you outright, especially in mixed company.

Ganthet raises his hands, some sort of analytical construct forming around the ring. "Very well. I am ready. You may begin."

Highfather lets the ring rest on his left palm, holding his staff with his right. A sphere of distorted space forms around the ring and it floats in front of him. "I imagine this will take a good deal longer than the Deep Six, given a Guardian's age and the length of time he has been a Construct-Lantern."

So, not instantaneous. Wonder what it'll do for his symbionts.

"You will find that we are extremely patient."

Appa nods. "Let us know if you encounter any difficulty, and we will be happy to assist."

Confident, aren't they? Especially in their assumption that they'll have any advice to offer.

The floating head doesn't nod due to the fact that he doesn't have a neck, but he does smile. "My probes are ready, Highfather. We shall see in detail how the power of the Source interacts with this anomalous construct."

Highfather looks up at Metron. "And you, Metron? Are you prepared?"

Hopefully it'll be able to show some connection between Spectrum and Source. That's always been one of those fuzzy areas because of writer's retcons...

Metron continues staring at me. "I was ready the moment I arrived."

I take a small lead sheet out of subspace, and position it so that it's floating in the air between him and me. Guy glances down, looks from me to Metron, and isn't quite able to contain his smile. Now-.

Metron probably doesn't care about simple things like good and evil. And he probably scanned you a dozen times before you even flew in the door.

Oh.

"Illustres to whoever's on asylum duty." A clicker's head appears over my ring. "We're about to try transforming one of Larfleeze's Construct-Lanterns back into a living person. Please be alert for any changes in his behaviour."

...Ooh, that's a good detail to remember. Given that Larfleeze probably absorbed everyone he's ever Assimilated into his Ring at some point... Those memories would have left a mark on him. But what happens when the Construct is restored? Will he lose those memories? Did OL forget what he learned from the Deep Sixers and simply hasn't noticed?

"Yes, Illustres."

I clench my left hand, ending the transmission. And everyone's looking at me.

Bit rue to make a quick call during such a momentous moment. What if that threw all their sensors out of alignment?

"I couldn't bring him here, could I? He's in the asylum for a very good reason."

Highfather nods. "Please have Ogandu Onna Oslan return to his Guardian form."

He would probably have been cowering and scrambling to get away, given prior appearances.

I nod, and

crack the structure, turning him from a desire-based tool to a manifestation of his own desires.

A very educational process that's probably letting them learn just how a Ring is put together to some degree.

Ganthet retains his equanimity, but Appa isn't able to prevent himself looking sombre. Or perhaps that's just his role as it is for Hinon. Highfather meets his eyes for a moment, then gestures towards him with his staff. "I grant you respite."

I would imagine seeing the moving corpse of a fellow Guardian would be impactful.

The orange glow intensifies, and at the same time Highfather seems more… There, standing out despite not overtly changing. And… The New Gods are all staring at his work, which lets me return the lead sheet to subspace. And the Guardians are studying it closest, things… Moving, in Appa Ali Apsa's construct.

I'm picturing him shifting to an almost real-life appearance rather than DC Animation standard. And the construct is probably analysing the relative interactions.

I glance at up Guy, who glances down at me. We shrug at each other.

And then the orange cracks like a shell, and inside… A Guardian, slightly taller than the other two but otherwise unremarkable. He stares around, apparently not entirely clear where he is.

Appa Ali Apsa floats towards him, laying his right hand on his shoulder. "Welcome back, brother."

"You've been asleep... For quite a long time."

Well, he's flesh once more. I suppose we'll see soon if it's had any effect on Larfleeze, OL or the Ophidian. She's probably more grumpy about an interesting toy being taken away than anything, though. And while Ogandu is going to need to do some catching up, he shouldn't take too long, depending on the status of his symbiotes. We'll have to see about the content of his character, though...

Mr Zoat · 2025-10-18T09:10:02+0100

BR549 said:
Either Appa doesn't actually like him, or this should be 'brother'.

"Cianna owes me five space dollars for a million years ago and thinks I'm just going to forget about it?"

Darko said:
"intensifies"

Thank you, corrected.

GigaVanguard · 2025-10-18T09:21:48+0100

Mr Zoat said:
Metron continues staring at me. "I was ready the moment I arrived."

I take a small lead sheet out of subspace, and position it so that it's floating in the air between him and me. Guy glances down, looks from me to Metron, and isn't quite able to contain his smile. Now-.

I love that even though it's the year of our lord 2025, you're still hyperlinking internet references from the early 2000s. This story continues to carry the same timeless charm as it did 10 years ago.

Mr Zoat · 2025-10-18T09:22:52+0100

GigaVanguard said:
This story continues to carry the same timeless charm as it did 10 years ago.

No, we both just got old.

Duke Long · 2025-10-18T10:00:41+0100

Mr Zoat said:
I watch as the Guardian procession heads towards Supertown while I float… A few miles away. I need to be here in case something goes wrong, and apparently so that our ring-shaped Guardian doesn't try to seek me out. I wonder why he never got as far as me? Could they cloud his senses so that he couldn't detect me, or does becoming a construct restrict his powers in some way? I suppose that if they're a result of symbiosis as I half-remember from the comics then lacking a body would result in him losing them.

I don't think he should have to half-remember this, Hinon mentioned connecting with Draan Del Dar's symbiotes in an attempt to interrogate them about Erdammeru.

Mr Zoat said:
"No, Maltus was abandoned when this happened. And even we didn't think to check Turi in any detail when we thought that we knew everything there was to know about it."

"Any idea how Draan Del Daar found out?"

"Given that Orion reduced his mortal vessel to pâté, that will be somewhat difficult to decipher. Even our abilities have limits."

"I didn't mean 'can you ask him now', I meant 'can you guess based on his history'. Or-. 'Somewhat difficult'?"

"One of us will attempt to connect to his symbiotes. That… Might give us a better idea. Though I doubt it."

Mr Zoat said:
But looking behind the eyes, it doesn't looks like the energy weapons built into the face were anything special, actually. Not unless Dubbilex feels like creating G-Pixies. They actually use the same sort of cell suspension that the G-Sprites use to generate electricity, just combining it with small sunstones to activate the things. The design doesn't appear to include capacitors, so I have to assume that the build up is so rapid that they weren't required. Either that, or they were build directly into the eye itself.

'built'
Come to think of it, there were still a whole bunch of Eradicators flying around on Daxam even after the master computer was destroyed. I guess the daxamites were able to deal with them after they lost coordination? Or maybe the Justice League dealt with it offscreen.

Mr Zoat said:
"Where is he, then?"

"Highfather send him t' tawk t' the hillbillies. Won't be back fer a couple a' days."

'sent'?

Mr Zoat said:
A soldier standing guard outside one of the towers raises his right hand to beckon me down. While I can see where the Guardians are perfectly well I wasn't sure where the proper door was. I give he a nod of thanks, then fly through the entrance and… In their direction.

'him'

Mr Zoat said:
The orange glow intensified, and at the same time Highfather seems more… There, standing out despite not overtly changing. And… The New Gods are all staring at his work, which lets me return the lead sheet to subspace. And the Guardians are studying it closest, things… Moving, in Appa Ali Apsa's construct.

I glance at up Guy, who glances down at me. We shrug at each other.

'up at'

Chojin Patriarch said:
That does make sense. Maltusian symbiotes wouldn't have been reliably converted along with their host, since internal 'fauna and flora' would produce some bizarre results. Or maybe Larfleeze couldn't assimilate them and they simply died off as their host converted.

Would internal flora and fauna cause bizarre results? As demonstrated by the magic of those guys on J, most organics have internal flora and fauna. I don't think we've ever had a mention of that causing anything strange with regard to assimilation. Presumably the maltusian symbiotes might be different because they're weird enough to count as different beings from their hosts, unlike normal symbiotes which are probably considered similarly to equipment by the assimilation process.

Mr Zoat · 2025-10-18T10:13:29+0100

Duke Long said:
I don't think he should have to half-remember this, Hinon mentioned connecting with Draan Del Dar's symbiotes in an attempt to interrogate them about Erdammeru.

Yes, but he didn't get any details on how it works.

'built'
'sent'?
'him'
'up at'

Thank you, corrected.

CrazyNoVa · 2025-10-18T10:17:03+0100

What would happen if Metron asked the chair to reveal Paul's true name and origin? Would he be able to learn it?

mastermenthe · 2025-10-18T10:51:35+0100

GigaVanguard said:
I love that even though it's the year of our lord 2025, you're still hyperlinking internet references from the early 2000s. This story continues to carry the same timeless charm as it did 10 years ago.

Mr Zoat said:
No, we both just got old.

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Ngamer11 · 2025-10-18T11:25:10+0100

CrazyNoVa said:
What would happen if Metron asked the chair to reveal Paul's true name and origin? Would he be able to learn it?

Seeing as Destiny didn't know it, I doubt Metron would.

DeathReaperZ · 2025-10-18T17:52:47+0100

Mr Zoat said:
"You do! I could hardly miss the mass deployment of Dolmen Gates outside of Atlantis. I thought perhaps that a new magic-focused civilisation had emerged."

Well that's a surprise. Wonder if Gammy was being honest here.

Mr Zoat said:
Since no actual magician could use my tattoos without losing their facility for magic, that's not exactly a security risk. And since we need to find out what's been going on, any excuse for hanging around is worth taking. Why not?

Interesting, a pretty decent tradeoff for magic defence and stealth that builds on his souless nature. Although he really does need to figure out more ways to do magic or at least interact with it, considering it's pretty much one of the few things he can't directly deal with aside from shooting it.

Mr Zoat said:
I keep waving and take my glasses off.

Good ol' 'Clark Kent' disguise

Mr Zoat said:
"He… May have been affected. Garth and Tula too."

He frowns. "And you think those prats aren't?"

"I'd like to eliminate them from my enquiries. Or retain their services to poke around."

"Mate…" He shakes his head. "That needs brains."

I've honestly forgotten about their entire existence. And I'm not sure on how to search for them in the 'Characters' tab on TV Tropes.

Mr Zoat said:
I hear the phone be picked up. "Yeah?"

He hears it being picked up? Like from a wired phone?

Mr Zoat said:
"Ta everso."

I like your funny words, British man.

Mr Zoat said:
"Pelham, don't talk about religion with the Alpha-level heretic."

Heh, even if it wasn't 40k I imagine most people would say the same thing.

Mr Zoat said:
"Hah!" I send the phase sword back into ironic subspace. "A null rod?" I take mine out of subspace and pointedly pat the head with my left palm. "Wrong approach, I'm afraid. It's really not warp-based."

'Ironic subspace'? Is he just putting the construct into subspace?

Mr Zoat said:
The techpriest nods. "Through the blessings of the Machine God-."

"No you idiot!" I glare at him. "M Two! Your religion didn't even exist back then! We worked it out! For ourselves! No gods, only men! Hard material graft! And… You! You say that humanity's peak was in the past and try to recover it from… Fragments. You can't! It's gone! The only way to get back up there is to do it the same way we did the first time around! Like the tau do, and you don't!"

The techpriest glares at me. "Heresy."

Nice, that must've felt satisfying.

Mr Zoat said:
Though, again, that could be a miscalibration on my part.

When all your co-workers are 8-10s, you tend to lose perspective.

Mr Zoat said:
Oh? "You actually have a way to do it? The best I could come up with was opening a portal to Hell, travelling through and then punching a hole out. I've even got good enough relations with a senior demon lord that he'd probably enable it if he got a cut of the proceeds, but I haven't had time to really experiment. Is there another way?"

She looks taken aback. "Your education impresses me. Most visitors regard magic as a source of wonder or amusement rather than a serious technological path for an advanced civilisation. In answer to your question, yes, though we have not yet reached the point of taking our knowledge beyond the theoretical. Hell could indeed be used as you describe, but my thought is that the Dreaming would be safer."

Interesting, how do you navigate through hell like that? A better question is, what does their hell look like?

Mr Zoat said:
I shake my head. "I've been through a dreamstorm. I wouldn't recommend it for a large inanimate object. And I don't think that Morpheus would approve of his realm being used as a shipping lane. Have you considered-?" I know that it was a Mother of Mercy induced hallucination, but from what I've been able to tell the theory is sound. "Artificially expanding the worldsphere? Or artificially joining two separate ones? I had a team researching the possibility but that's been closed down as well."

While I assume the magic system won't be painstakingly explained to us, I do assume you have an internal understanding or idea of how you want the magic of this world to work

Mr Zoat said:
Pithing needle.

Been a while since he's used those.

Mr Zoat said:
"Well… Okay, I could just get giant tanks of sperm and a couple of I.V.F. specialists… But if you think a small portion of the population might be ready to mix with men in a social situation… I could talk to Lex about setting up joint exercises? So that they could see men in combat, and perhaps learn to appreciate their warrior virtues that way?"

While the video of the glue factory spill wouldn't be too surprising, I wasn't expecting it to be the meme version lmao.

Mr Zoat said:
"-have-" I send filaments towards Zatanna's projected path and drop a galvanised steel frame there. "-to."

Is the frame square perchance?

Mr Zoat said:
AND CAN'T NULLIFY THE PAIN! SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY I BOTHER with-.

Bother with saving the world or bother regenerating in a combat situation?

Mr Zoat said:
FEED ME!

Huh that wasn't in orange.

Mr Zoat said:
And it's not a war crime if there's no war.

Excellent logic.

Mr Zoat said:
"Y'all gettin' way too int'rested. How 'bout ya'll leave the creepy swamp alone, huh? Ah don' wanna have t'tell Rogue her hubby ain't comin' back."

I may be misremembering, but didn't Paul adopt a younger Rogue in one universe? I think that was the MCU universe, but I can't be sure. I know this one isn't the MCU though.

Mr Zoat said:
Ye-ah, since he did that I can't help but notice that I'm wearing a bunch of leather straps while a man in period dress gently pokes me. I don't think there's any chance of someone accidentally walking into his laboratory and getting the wrong idea, but the experience is a little awkward.

Someone probably has a fetish for this.

Mr Zoat said:
"Rather than create and bind each rune individually, they've created an environment where that rune is omnipresent which allows it to impress on the artefact. They would have to have several moderately capable wizards maintaining and observing the effect, but it would be far more efficient in terms of throughput."

So it's essentially a rune projector?

Mr Zoat said:
I had the same problem in secondary school science classes. I couldn't even manage 'look here to see a cell wall' viewings.

As in? Was it a comprehension issue or a visual issue?

Mr Zoat said:
I raise my eyebrows and crane my neck towards him, trying to convey my incredulity that skin tight synthetic spider silk coloured in red and blue could be considered remotely 'normal'.

Huh, he doesn't wear spandex in that continuity?

Mr Zoat said:
"Doesn't need to be blood. Honestly, I can take old skin samples, hair, blood, semen… If the sample isn't fully intact I can scan a wide variety of cells until I get a complete picture." I shrug. "Do you have an old sock or something?"

…

"I don't know what you think I use my socks for, buddy-."

"Walking." I blink. "Dead skin. Feet."

"Oh."

"I mean, foot hair is-" Dr. Connors walks into the laboratory with one of Mr. Parker's older blood samples. "-fine too."

Fantastic writing.

Mr Zoat said:
Yep, that's D.N.A. alright. Spirally bits, cross-hatchy bits. Some bits don't match anything I've seen in a human before, but that's not too surprising. And I don't feel like dubbing it onto myself until I get an actual expert to go through what this is actually doing.

I'm surprised there's no web-shaped parts for some arbitrary reason.

Mr Zoat said:
I could do it, but that's not something a casual Resurrectionist would be able to do.

Is that supposed to be capitalised? And is that what they're calling necromancers these days?

Mr Zoat said:
"Since I bought the company and they used Dolmen Gates to become a giant logistics hub. Now, technically, Cadbury's itself is a sole proprietor company wholly owned by me, but the logistics arm is a separate Private Limited Company which I split off to allow people in countries on the far end of the Gate to invest and benefit financially. Now, I've got no use for money, but by the time the planet's economy pulls itself together-"

Oh, interesting. Wonder how they innovate beyond instant teleportation portals. Aside from making them more efficient of course.

Mr Zoat said:
And that's why I don't usually use full automatic. Fine, x-ionised slug, target the head and fire.

This is probably a stupid question, but are his slugs sharp or does the x-ionisation effect work on blunt objects too somehow?

Mr Zoat said:
So we investigate them. If we can come up with watertight cases, we can try and make sure that we get district attorneys and judges who are prepared to do their jobs without fear or favour like they're supposed to.

Watertight? How is that different from airtight when used metaphorically? Does it mean that it's less secure than it could be?

Mr Zoat said:
"Most years are not so long. This year, and the one before it?" In the augmented vision my ring provides, I see him smile. "Even the days are memorable. I could tell you more about them then I could the last century."

Paul should probably get around to seeing if he can get Mist to write a couple historical records and such. Assuming he has perfect memory that is.

Mr Zoat said:
Zatanna frowns as she flicks through a tome purporting to be from ancient Atlantis, cell phone floating next to her right ear. Which isn't a great description because it could be anything from a few hundred to a few thousand years old, or even older. And that's assuming that it wasn't a medieval European wizard using the name for advertising.

Mr Zoat said:
And this chapter is on… Atlantean raiding parties attacking coastal towns? Ugh, would it have killed someone to add an index to this stuff?

Oh weird, is this what second person is? Considering her internal dialogue is described too at times. Speaking of which, I don't suppose there's a super hand spell to look for keywords in a book or lots of books in a library is there?

Mr Zoat said:
The cell phone turns itself off and floats over to a side table, slotting itself into its charging cradle as she focuses on the book. Because this part is supposedly a copy of an older scroll which…

A charging cradle? Is she using a flip phone?

Mr Zoat said:
I nod. "Thank you, and certainly. One last question. Where did you put her body?"

One hell of an ending question

Mr Zoat said:
"Has Dad been talking to you?"

I'm a bit lost on this one, why'd she react that way when he mentioned Pokemon?

Mr Zoat said:
Incoming communication.

Bit odd that the ring doesn't say who's calling in advance.

Mr Zoat said:
She clenches her fists, and dives at the window in.. what is actually an impressive display of athleticism. Naturally the modern hardened glass-

I'm imagining her doing an Assassin's Creed style dive, or at least trying to before the window shattered her dreams.

Mr Zoat said:
"Then what is she?"

"Delirium."

"D-?" An expression of growing horror appears on his face. "What?"

"W-? What have you done?"

Now she realises just how fucked she is.

Mr Zoat said:
My homeland once ruled about a quarter of the planet, and now it's just got a few islands. My adopted homeland would have happily pretended that the rest of the world didn't exist as they had for three thousand years if it wasn't for me, and they're still not that interested in it.

I assume he's talking about Britain in this universe?

Mr Zoat said:
I make a simple construct depiction of his face-.

Which winks at him, and generates itself a thumb so that it can give him a thumbs up sign. "I'm rooting for yeh, champ!"

I punch it, reducing it to orange mist.

Yeah nah, best not to even think about him from now on. But I suppose his support, or at lease non-interference, is useful. No matter how unsettling it may be.

Mr Zoat said:
"Gamemnae! Shout, 'Hail Hephaestaean, King of the Gods and Master of Technology'!"

Well that's one way to cheese it.

Mr Zoat said:
Gamemnae was genuinely despairing in whatever part of the Aztec afterlife she was stuck in. Despair is making her relive that. How-?

I checked her wiki page, but it doesn't really mention any of that?

Mr Zoat said:
"A lasting wound that you couldn't fix would undermine your entire personal philosophy, wouldn't it?"

"That's an observation, not an answer."

"Stop playing-" Gamemnae manages to claw the clay away from her mouth. "-its game! Work out what the rulesmgph-!"

Try not to do a survey while Atlantis is at stake.

Mr Zoat said:
I step forward, intending to pull the clay off her smaller frame so that she can breathe… And clone her a new heart while I'm at it, because I guess that Despair just made Gamemnae's lowest point just a bit more real which means that she doesn't have one at the moment.

As in she made her experience of getting her heart cut out real enough to the point where it actually cut her heart out?

Mr Zoat said:
"A little. It's too forced, really. I prefer it when it's more individualistic. Like being sacrificed to the Tezcatlipoca every day for centuries with no hope of-."

Wonder what Darkseid would think of Despair.

Mr Zoat said:
I think he's looking at me, but his hood covers his eyes. "You aren't in my book. You never were."

"Almost certainly true. But I've got something that I really need to take care of right now. Can we put this off until Atlantis has sunk again?"

Heh.

Mr Zoat said:
"Oh. Heh." I glance around the office while scanning for listening devices. Plenty, but this is his office. I make a note of their locations and draw them on my seat cushion. "They fail vetting."

Draw them on his cushion? Did he make a 3D drawing of the room with the points with the listening devices marked?

Mr Zoat said:
"Thank you, your-"

On the rooftop behind him I see a figure in a grey robe, watching me.

"-majesty. But I'm afraid that Destiny isn't finished with me." I rise a little into the air. "In case I cease to exist shortly, I'm sure that Clarissi Dox can come up with something."

And then I fly off to meet… Destiny.

Not to bring the rot into his story, but that was one hell of an aura farming move.

Mr Zoat said:
Oh, even my voice. And I was short sighted, but it's not just things that are on the other side of the street that are a little blurry. I lift my right hand up and stare at it. Yes, even close up I'm getting less resolution. And that nearly makes me revert back, but I haven't finished making my point quite yet.

Mr Zoat said:
Huh. Long hair again.

I think you've mentioned why you haven't gotten Lasik yet, but do you still have the long hair?

Mr Zoat said:
It's sort of a reverse Invisible Man. The veins and arteries around his heart become visible but translucent. Then the colour gradually extends from the heart itself while the area of translucence spreads as well, showing lungs, brain and-.

Technically speaking you could've just mentioned the gorilla that they revert near the start of the movie.

Mr Zoat said:
"According to my book, it never fell apart. As such, I suppose that I must wish you… Well."

If Destiny himself is wishing you well, who can stop you?

Mr Zoat said:
I fabricate a blank piece of paper and lay it on his book. No absorption. Then I take a pen out of subspace and draw a-.

And then I pick myself up off the floor, Destiny looking down at me. The sheet of paper is gone, though the book's master is looking as blank as ever.

"I thank you for that record. It may prove illuminating."

Does that put his name into the book?

Mr Zoat said:
"Are you not relieved? From what you have written, it seems that you have little regard for the inherent majesty of 'jumped-up elementals'."

Hah.

Mr Zoat said:
"Because I'd like to know? I know there are spells which use the information in your book as a reference, so if I'm... In there now, those might start working on me."

"Then you need not be concerned. This is merely adjusting my records to reflect reality as it is. It will not create records for your future or past."

Would it simply just say 'Orange Lantern did X' or 'Orange Lantern helped Y'?

Mr Zoat said:
"Am as gunna like the answer if'n ah wai?"

Might be a mistake, I can't tell with her accent.

Mr Zoat said:
I roll my eyes. "His hands. Though in theory there could be a mutant out there who fires beams from other places."

Linkrot

Mr Zoat said:
"Oh, I'll go. But between what's happening and the disappearance of King Orin, if you're lucky then the Justice League will get here before the Ancients do. They liked the Anointed One."

Perhaps a 'the' would help?

Mr Zoat said:
"And you got over confident, didn't check your work and didn't trust anyone enough to check it for you.

I believe 'overconfident' is usually written as one word.

Mr Zoat said:
My dad -prior to his retirement- was a college biology teacher. UK college, so mostly 17-18 year olds. He didn't do a lot with nitrogen. The blood bank where I work on the other hand has about fifty large tanks filled with nitrogen and blood, and two giant ones filled with nitrogen.

Interesting. What's it like working there? Assuming it's somewhat different from working at a normal call centre.

Chojin Patriarch said:
And somewhere, Giovanni Zatara shudders without really knowing why.

I'm lost here, why did Zatanna react to him like that for bringing up Pokemon?

Chojin Patriarch said:
Blame Narrative Causality. Humans are conflict-driven beings. Fighting to survive, fighting to dominate, fighting over race, creed or colour... Nearly everything in Human history ties back to conflict in some way. and lots of Science Fiction tends to lean on that. I remember many a HFY tale where we seem like super-soldiers to most aliens of the galaxy.

Could you kindly provide a link or name?

Chojin Patriarch said:
Oh, yes. that was a fun fight. No Ring, no auto-aimed magic... It's not quite Raiden versus Jetstream Sam, but it was a good one.

Wait, which fight was this again?

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

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