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

"Sort of. Zeta tubes have build-in systems to detect mental alterations, and several Justice League members can detect things like that with their own abilities. And several Justice League members have learned techniques which make controlling their minds difficult. But just as for every form of attack there is a perfect defence, for every form of defence there is a perfect attack. And, of course, a technology or technique which is limited to a handful of people can't protect the entire world."
That should say 'built'.

"Who's your favourite Sivana?"

"Beautia."

Well, she's not Power Girl, but she's not far off I suppose. "Puberty hitting you already?"
Hopefully he won't be making fembots of women he knows/are aware of nor make x-ray goggles.

"Zatanna told us about how you freed her father."

She-? I mean, I haven't asked her recently how she feels about it. I don't see any reason to constantly bring it up. On the other hand…

"In what context?"

"What I should do if I don't think that what I have been told to do is right."

"To b clear, I'm pretty sure I could have handled that whole thing better. And I think that's a.. bit heavy for your first week."

"I don't think that she gave me every detail. She just wanted to be sure that I would not just do whatever someone from the League told me to do just because they were a member of the League."
I didn't expect Zatanna to share that info to the trainees. Though I suppose it's the best example of not being completely obedient to members of the Justice League just because they're a member of the Justice League. Also, that should say 'be'.

"There is… One thing. The crystal used in the hypnosis array. That is not unique, but it is not how it is usually done. And it is not an approach he has used before. It may be worth investigating."

"No. I already know where he learned about that." I take a rune stone out of a pouch and move it closer to a hat. It glows faintly when it gets closer to the crystal.

"Magic?"

"Just a touch, to keep the whole thing going. A little magic added to something that nearly works can make it actually work, and that's usually far easier than making the whole thing purely magical."

Oh, Lonnie. What are you doing now?
I really hope Paul finally nabs them before they do something irreversible.
 
Why do I feel that this is foreshadowing Batman giving a bad order.
Zoat already said that Bat and Paul gonna have a falling out

either it already happen with the Yellow Ring incident or it gonna happen eventually cause Bat is currently going full crazy control freak
 
Hell, remember in the new movie when the Vorlons destroyed Earth by throwing the moon at it?
And that's still sandbagging compared to shooting Earth with their planet killer, moving the planet into hyperspace or detonating the sun, all of which the Vorlons(or any First One) could do.
 
27th September 2013
19:22 GMT -5


"Recognized, D zero one, Toyman."

Hiro strolls out of the construct zeta tube with his hands in his pockets, hesitating briefly when he notices that it is a construct and he hasn't come to one of the normal exits.
Called in to inspect the Hatter tech, of course. Though it shouldn't take him long to confirm if it is Tetch's work, especially with OL there to provide information and insight. So plenty of time to talk...

"Ah. Convenient." He makes eye contact with me. "You have the hats?"

I gesture to the work bench where the baseball hats sit, along with the tools necessary to dissect them. Hiro nods and walks closer, activating something in his coat to tighten the loose sleeves and run a sterilising field over his gloves.
Well, that's clever. No need to dump his jacket or change cloves. They're probably armoured and enhanced as well...

"Have you done an analysis yourself?"

"Yes, but I don't necessarily understand what I'm looking at. My results are on the system."
I assume he mostly did a comparison to Tetch's known designs and spotted unusual elements, hence Hiro's arrival.

He lowers his goggles and links them to the workshop's system. "Ah. What am I looking for?"

"Anything that might help us locate whoever built them. Any potential long term harm to the people exposed to it. Possible countermeasures and detection techniques."

He calls up an exploded view and starts examining a hat. "Does the League not already have those?"
For the basic designs, yes, but malign hypercognitives are always developing new tricks and quirks that change the rules...

"Sort of. Zeta tubes have build-in systems to detect mental alterations, and several Justice League members can detect things like that with their own abilities. And several Justice League members have learned techniques which make controlling their minds difficult. But just as for every form of attack there is a perfect defence, for every form of defence there is a perfect attack. And, of course, a technology or technique which is limited to a handful of people can't protect the entire world."
Plus there's always something new turning up that they never thought was possible, or went via a route they haven't covered.

He magnifies the ward. "Is this an ofuda?"

"Something like that. It's intended to channel just enough magic to hide from power ring scans. It also causes the object to be hidden from certain forms of magic detection, but that isn't why it's become popular recently."
Similar principle. Frustrating that whoever made it was able to do it in such a mass-produbeable way.

"I do not know magic. Is Hunter coming, too?"

"It's late at night in Britain. I've left him a note, but as far as I can tell it's completely standard. Tetch isn't a magician either."
But he is working with at least one person who knows some magic.

"Do you know that it was made by the Mad Hatter?"

"Technically, no, but there are skin cells in there that match his D.N.A. so it seems like a safe bet. Plus it's a mind control hat. I'm not ignoring the possibility that it was someone else, it's just that it almost certainly was him."
A copycat isn't out of the question, but that's overcomplicating matters. Better to apply Occam's Razor.

"Mm."

"Should I leave you to it, or do you want someone to be impressed by your brilliance?"

"Do you know someone intelligent enough to understand it?"
Certainly, OL can fake it, but as he said, there are details he's not knowledgable about.

"Who's your favourite Sivana?"

"Beautia."
For obvious reasons, of course, but she is still a Sivana-level genius.

Well, she's not Power Girl, but she's not far off I suppose. "Puberty hitting you already?"

"I like to be prepared. And the Justice League files on Georgia and Thaddeus Junior say that they are spending most of their time off-planet. Were you going to offer them a place here?"
...Oh, he totally has a gynoid frame concept ready to modify, doesn't he?

"Oh goodness me, no. They've de facto joined NEMO, and that's probably the best place for them."

"But not for me?"
I really don't want to imagine what he coudl do with NEMO's advanced technology.

"You could just have bunkered up when the Anti-Life Broadcast happened. And you could have nuked Washington. You didn't. While I'd rather have given you a few years before approaching you… You'd already effectively joined the community. It made more sense to offer you support and guidance than expect you to go back to what you were doing before."
Better to get him trained and properly mentored before he falls into more villainous pursuits.

"I thought that we were selected by Batman."

"You were, but we could still have refused to teach you if we felt strongly enough about it."

"You don't follow Batman's orders?"
It's more that Batman generally knows what orders OL will follow because they align with his desires and which ones he'll loophole his way around.

"Depends what you mean. This is a voluntary association, not an army. Batman isn't my commanding officer in the sense that I've sworn to follow the orders of my duly designated superiors. I follow his orders because of the personal respect I have for his abilities and accomplishments. I can't think of a situation that's likely to occur where I'd disobey his orders in the field, but if he was the sort of person to give unconscionable orders then I wouldn't be here. And he probably wouldn't be here."
If it came to blows, that would get messy. Two Lanterns of adjacent colours can make a real mess.

"But if it did, you would."

"In theory. I'd probably ask for an explanation rather than outright refusing… And then check him for mental contamination."
And promptly reach out to alert the other League members as soon as you can get out of his range.

"Zatanna told us about how you freed her father."

She-? I mean, I haven't asked her recently how she feels about it. I don't see any reason to constantly bring it up. On the other hand…
It was a big thing to her. Though I have to wonder how much she told him...

"In what context?"

"What I should do if I don't think that what I have been told to do is right."

"To b clear, I'm pretty sure I could have handled that whole thing better. And I think that's a.. bit heavy for your first week."
Watch him bring it up next week. 😏

"I don't think that she gave me every detail. She just wanted to be sure that I would not just do whatever someone from the League told me to do just because they were a member of the League."

"That sort of situation is very rare. Because again, if it wasn't, I wouldn't be here now. So… Did you want to talk about that while you work?"
The whole Nabu situation was a fustercluck of poor communication. Especially on the League's part...

"No, I'm done." He deactivates the hologram and steps back. "The device is essentially combines Mad Hatter's normal mind control with a more conventional sonic hypnosis device. But that is a technology that other criminals have used before. Someone who has a hat placed on their head should have a few seconds to remove it before the hat is in full control, but wearing any sort of helmet would work to block the control system. The components are either generic or custom made, and there are no recent thefts of such components on the League's database."
So either Tetch had a stockpile somewhere or his allies have access to manufacturing systems.

"He either bought them legitimately, salvaged them from things no one is complaining about, or made them himself."

"Yes. You understand correctly."
I like that Hiro enjoys that. He's probably used to being the smartest kid in the room and thus assumes everyone else isn't going to keep up.

"Guess we'll have to wait for the police to type up their interviews, then. Thank you."

"There is… One thing. The crystal used in the hypnosis array. That is not unique, but it is not how it is usually done. And it is not an approach he has used before. It may be worth investigating."
Going outside his usual tech wheelhouse? I'll bet Anarky had a hand in it.

"No. I already know where he learned about that." I take a rune stone out of a pouch and move it closer to a hat. It glows faintly when it gets closer to the crystal.

"Magic?"
Wonder if the new kids will be getting some rune stones for their equipment? they're not that complex to make and Zatanna could empower them if they require a caster to make.

"Just a touch, to keep the whole thing going. A little magic added to something that nearly works can make it actually work, and that's usually far easier than making the whole thing purely magical."

Oh, Lonnie. What are you doing now?
Using the magic to grease the wheels of physics to allow edge cases to function? Sneaky, sneaky.

So the Illuminati members worked together on the hats. It's fortunate they don't have more exotic hypercognitives involved... That we know of, anyway. We still don't know what they were using the hat guys for, outside of possibly acquiring a genomorph symbiont. The frustrating part of following a trail of bread-crumbs...
 
It's fortunate they don't have more exotic hypercognitives involved... That we know of, anyway.

Hmmm. Remember that time Lonnie stole/kidnapped Enginehead, an AI based off Lex Luthor's mind?

I wonder if he might have made a copy, or a modified copy. I'd always wondered what Anarky was hoping to learn, but maybe learning information wasn't even the point. Maybe he wanted his own AI assistant but needed an example to be able to create one. So we'd have Lonnie with his artificially boosted brain and knowledge of magical rituals, Tetch who may or may not be the New God of mind control[1], Detective Chimp (a deductive genius), Vic Sage the city shaman, and... maybe an AI based on Enginehead?

When you put it all together like that, that's quite the collection.

[1] Just because he didn't use any New God magic in these baseball caps doesn't mean he can't; he might not want to show off his best tricks too early, or at least other group members advised him not to do so.
 
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He might not even need new god tech....remember how Gravyen could reach out to 'his' people via his status as a new god? No tech, just the kinda of connection with him and his nature. If you're a New God Puppet Master, being able to reach out to your Toys might be a natural extension of him, just needing a little magic as a marker.
 
He might not even need new god tech....remember how Gravyen could reach out to 'his' people via his status as a new god? No tech, just the kinda of connection with him and his nature. If you're a New God Puppet Master, being able to reach out to your Toys might be a natural extension of him, just needing a little magic as a marker.
True, but it could also depend on how much power and skill he's gained, and since he may not even know that he is a New God, that may not be too much.
 
Psychoprompt (part 2) New
2nd January 2258
0829, Station Time

You are wasting time.

The fork in my right hand shakes slightly as the combined desires of the peanut gallery well up…

I'm not wasting time. This is the first chance I've had to eat human food since this started.

It's not great human food, mind. I looked at how long at takes to ship food from the closest agricultural planet to this space station, deliberately built in the middle of nowhere so that no one would feel like they were in someone else's territory. It's several weeks, and as a result we're the recipients of things that don't go off quickly, can be packed tight and mostly don't require refrigeration. And from the menu I suspect that it was intended for the American pallet. But the bread is bread, the eggs… Were probably real eggs at one point, and the bacon… It's a bit salty, but it's… Okay.

Talk to my-! / It's important-! / You must-! / Do you know who I-! / Just another liar!

Look!

They grudgingly quieten down.

I have some things I need to sort out. I've got an official identity and a bank account. Next, I need to find somewhere to live. Then I can focus on your tasks. Now, from the sounds of things, some of them aren't going to be things I can handle quickly anyway, and they aren't going to become harder in a few weeks than they are now, because you were all in storage for along time.

I can feel their disquiet.

But, as a show of good faith, if one of you has a task that I can handle here, quickly, then I'll do it. After I've finished eating.

The milk tastes weirdly sweet. It's not bad, just disconcerting.

Also, are you all tasting this?

Ugh, human food. / I don't really taste / Could use more maggots. / I have an idea.

About the food? I don't mind trying alien food, as long as it's not fatal to humans.

Not that. My task. My… 'Unfinished business', as you put it. You should be able to deal with it swiftly.

Oh, okay. Who are you, and what is it?

An image forms at the forefront of my mind. One of the bald, spotted-headed aliens. Narns. As the image strengthens I see scars, burns and a build that suggests emaciation.

I am G'Nun. I fought the centauri when they occupied the homeworld.

Which covers a period from 2109 to 2231. The narn won their freedom in living memory.

I'm not picking a fight with the Centauri Republic, if that's what you're planning on asking.

I know all too well that would not be swift. No, I merely want you to share knowledge of my cadre's actions with the Kha'Ri. I want to make sure that the Seventh Circle includes our tales with others from the occupation.

Ah. Alright, that sounds doable. If you focus on what you want to say, we can use the ring to transpose it into text. And then I can post it-.

The Kha'Ri will not accept an anonymous work of fiction! No, we will need to speak with Ambassador G'Kar and convince him that my tales are genuine. Then, I will recount them before an official recorder.

That sounds like it will take longer.

A few hours. And I will be the one doing most of the work.

I take another bite of fried bread as I think it over. That… Should be simple enough. It's not complex, and just involves talking to people.

Any objections?

Mercifully, the peanut gallery is silent. I can distantly feel that some of them aren't happy, but none raise a genuine objection.

Alright. I'll finish breakfast, and then-.

You may wish to eat quickly.

Uh. Why?

The woman three tables to your right is the Ambassador's assistant.

I look to my right, and-. Yep, that's a narn. I'll take his word for 'woman'. I'm no great judge of narn expressions but she looks like whatever she ate disagreed with her. Cleaned her plate though, which does make me more favourably disposed towards her.

She puts her cutlery down-.

I sigh, get up and walk towards her. "Excuse me, ma'am."

Her eyes lock onto me-. Not.. red, I notice. Cybernetic, perhaps? "Yes? What is it?"

"Might I have a moment of your time to-?"

"If this is an attempt to convince me to mate with you, you're wasting your time. We're not all like the Ambassador."

Um.

You could do worse. She is certainly a healthy-.

Masculine facial structure, bald. I could do worse, but celibacy is always an option.

"That isn't why I want to talk to you. I wish to book an appointment with Ambassador G'Kar."

"What for?"

"I promised a now-dead narn by the name of G'Nun that I would tell his people what his resistance group achieved during the war with the centauri. I like to think that his spirit will rest a little easier once I've done that."

"I've never heard of a.. G'Nun."

"Yes, ma'am. That's my point. Or… His point. What's the… Line? 'For every battle honour, a thousand heroes die, unsung and unremembered'. I'd like to correct that in his case."

She thinks that over for a moment.

"You speak our language very well."

"Thank you. I had an excellent teacher."

"Were you close to G'Nun?"

I nod. "Extremely close. I like to think that I carry a part of his spirit with me."

You literally do.

Yes, that's the joke.

Ah. Narn humour is a little more sophisticated.

The narn woman studies me for a moment.

"Very well. I will arrange matters. Leave your diary open. The Ambassador has… Many demands on his time."

"Thank you. That won't be a problem."
 
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2nd January 2258
0829, Station Time


You are wasting time.

The fork in my right hand shakes slightly as the combined desires of the peanut gallery well up…

I'm not wasting time. This is the first chance I've had to eat human food since this started.
And what better desire to drive him for the moment? I suspect he'll be quite busy, so even a poor meal will be more enjoyable than relying on the Ring's life-support systems to maintain him.

It's not great human food, mind. I looked at how long at takes to ship food from the closest agricultural planet to this space station, deliberately built in the middle of nowhere so that no one would feel like they were in someone else's territory. It's several weeks, and as a result we're the recipients of things that don't go off quickly, can be packed tight and mostly don't require refrigeration. And from the menu I suspect that it was intended for the American pallet. But the bread is bread, the eggs… Were probably real eggs at one point, and the bacon… It's a bit salty, but it's… Okay.
Sounds nasty. Still, food is food and I'm sure he'll get to visit an actual world at some point...

Talk to my-! / It's important-! / You must-! / Do you know who I-! / Just another liar!

Look!

They grudgingly quieten down.
Sounds noisy in the Ring. That's probably going to be a pain somewhere down the line. Wonder if they're memory engrams or something like Construct Lanterns?

I have some things I need to sort out. I've got an official identity and a bank account. Next, I need to find somewhere to live. Then I can focus on your tasks. Now, from the sounds of things, some of them aren't going to be things I can handle quickly anyway, and they aren't going to become harder in a few weeks than they are now, because you were all in storage for a long time.
So, definitely Memory Engrams. Perhaps he can project them as Constructs...

I can feel their disquiet.

But, as a show of good faith, if one of you has a task that I can handle here, quickly, then I'll do it. After I've finished eating.
Oh, this is going to be amusing, seeing him juggling so many sidequests.

The milk tastes weirdly sweet. It's not bad, just disconcerting.

Also, are you all tasting this?

Ugh, human food. / I don't really taste / Could use more maggots. / I have an idea.
Sounds like some of them are quite opinionated.

About the food? I don't mind trying alien food, as long as it's not fatal to humans.

Not that. My task. My… 'Unfinished business', as you put it. You should be able to deal with it swiftly.
Wonder what happens when he finishes their unfinished business? Do they remain active, go dark or get 'freed' somehow...

Oh, okay. Who are you, and what is it?

An image forms at the forefront of my mind. One of the bald, spotted-headed aliens. Narns. As the image strengthens I see scars, burns and a build that suggests emaciation.

I am G'Nun. I fought the centauri when they occupied the homeworld.
Someone who had a hard life. I wonder what made them special enough to be captured?

Which covers a period from 2109 to 2231. The narn won their freedom in living memory.

I'm not picking a fight with the Centauri Republic, if that's what you're planning on asking.
Especially as a rookie Lantern.

I know all too well that would not be swift. No, I merely want you to share knowledge of my cadre's actions with the Kha'Ri. I want to make sure that the Seventh Circle includes our tales with others from the occupation.

Ah. Alright, that sounds doable. If you focus on what you want to say, we can use the ring to transpose it into text. And then I can post it-.
Ah, someone who wants to be remembered. That's as good a reason as any to linger.

The Kha'Ri will not accept an anonymous work of fiction! No, we will need to speak with Ambassador G'Kar and convince him that my tales are genuine. Then, I will recount them before an official recorder.

That sounds like it will take longer.
Perhaps we'll see him manifest as a Construct, perhaps not.

A few hours. And I will be the one doing most of the work.

I take another bite of fried bread as I think it over. That… Should be simple enough. It's not complex, and just involves talking to people.
Something he can do very well thanks to Ring translation. Their current mechanical translators are only so good, I bet.

Any objections?

Mercifully, the peanut gallery is silent. I can distantly feel that some of them aren't happy, but none raise a genuine objection.
As he said, some of their tasks won't be as easy to complete this quickly.

Alright. I'll finish breakfast, and then-.

You may wish to eat quickly.
Now, now, what's the rush, G'Nun?

Uh. Why?

The woman three tables to your right is the Ambassador's assistant.
...Okay, that's a good reason to rush.

I look to my right, and-. Yep, that's a narn. I'll take his word for 'woman'. I'm no great judge of narn expressions but she looks like whatever she ate disagreed with her. Cleaned her plate though, which does make me more favourably disposed towards her.

She puts her cutlery down-.
Not every species has the easy kind of dimorphism as humans or Centauri. I'm guessing she learned to clear her plate whatever the taste during the war years.

I sigh, get up and walk towards her. "Excuse me, ma'am."

Her eyes lock onto me-. Not.. red, I notice. Cybernetic, perhaps? "Yes? What is it?"
Wonder what that signified in Narn culture, if anything. Just a random mutation, perhaps, or a rare regional trait.

"Might I have a moment of your time to-?"

"If this is an attempt to convince me to mate with you, you're wasting your time. We're not all like the Ambassador."
G'Kar likes the human ladies? Not surprising, it is a classic trope for a reason.

Um.

You could do worse. She is certainly a healthy-.

Masculine facial structure, bald. I could do worse, but celibacy is always an option.
And it's far too early to be looking at love interests anyway.

"That isn't why I want to talk to you. I wish to book an appointment with Ambassador G'Kar."

"What for?"
Ah, now, how to explain it...

"I promised a now-dead narn by the name of G'Nun that I would tell his people what his resistance group achieved during the war with the centauri. I like to think that his spirit will rest a little easier once I've done that."

"I've never heard of a.. G'Nun."
Heh. A very simplified version of the circumstances, but I doubt she'd be inclined to believe the truth.

"Yes, ma'am. That's my point. Or… His point. What's the… Line? 'For every battle honour, a thousand heroes die, unsung and unremembered'. I'd like to correct that in his case."

She thinks that over for a moment.
A Warhammer 40,000 line? Very fitting, though.

"You speak our language very well."

"Thank you. I had an excellent teacher."
Ring Translation at work. Tapping into the knowledge of the engrams, I suppose.

"Were you close to G'Nun?"

I nod. "Extremely close. I like to think that I carry a part of his spirit with me."
Very droll, Alt!Paul.

You literally do.

Yes, that's the joke.
Ah, cultural barriers of humour.

Ah. Narn humour is a little more sophisticated.

The narn woman studies me for a moment.
I imagine she's musing on the meaning of that statement. It might seem more profound in the Narn language.

"Very well. I will arrange matters. Leave your diary open. The Ambassador has… Many demands on his time."

"Thank you. That won't be a problem."
Which will also keep him on station long enough to get caught in the events of the Pilot episode, I assume...

So, then. We see the shape of his day-to-day mission, then. Enabling the captured souls of the library he raided to be at ease by completing their lingering issues and unfinished business. I wonder if the Soul Hunter guys are going to be on his ass or not when they find out what he's doing? ...He should be able to handle them if they come at him, though...
 
Sounds nasty. Still, food is food and I'm sure he'll get to visit an actual world at some point...
At least it's not spoo.

Not every species has the easy kind of dimorphism as humans or Centauri. I'm guessing she learned to clear her plate whatever the taste during the war years.
There were a lot of accusations at the time (and some linger to this day) that Deep Space 9 ripped off Babylon 5, and vice versa, but it does appear it was genuinely a case of similar ideas going around the small circle of sci-fi TV writers at the time with Straczynski and Berman both picking up the "station" vibe. However the Centauri and Narn do map very closely to the Cardassians and Bajorans, so Ko D'Ath's 'war years' equal 'brutal occupation and attempted genocide'...

And it's far too early to be looking at love interests anyway.
Especially ones who (while Paul doesn't know this, of course) have an unfortunate appointment with an airlock accident in their near future.

Which will also keep him on station long enough to get caught in the events of the Pilot episode, I assume...
Given Paul has a power ring, and even running on alternate fuel sources power rings are awesome, he could very well short-circuit the entire plot by immediately being able to say 'that wasn't Commander Sinclair'.

I wonder if the Soul Hunter guys are going to be on his ass or not when they find out what he's doing?
Given the second episode of the series proper is all about two arriving on the station, I'd say chances are very good...
 
I'm with you on the Soul Hunters showing up. Given how closely this is setting up the early Babylon 5 events, Paul getting caught in the middle could get very interesting, especially with the power ring potentially throwing the original plot completely off course.
 
It's not great human food, mind. I looked at how long at takes to ship food from the closest agricultural planet to this space station, deliberately built in the middle of nowhere so that no one would feel like they were in someone else's territory. It's several weeks, and as a result we're the recipients of things that don't go off quickly, can be packed tight and mostly don't require refrigeration. And from the menu I suspect that it was intended for the American pallet. But the bread is bread, the eggs… Were probably real eggs at one point, and the bacon… It's a bit salty, but it's… Okay.
Someone tell Mr Zoat that Babylon 5 is in Episolon Eridi... And its a 3 day trip from Earth to Babylon 5 via Hyperspace.

Which is actually really slow by Babylon 5 standards since it's only a 10ly trip.



Masculine facial structure, bald. I could do worse, but celibacy is always an option.
Yup, Na'toth is a lot hotter.
 

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