Feb 5
i am humbly requesting a Jack Slash if you so please
day 22
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i am humbly requesting a Jack Slash if you so please
day 22
I've said it before, I'll say it again: Cauldron is a shoestring illuminati and it needed more members who actually made decisions.
Also, I don't actually think the Number Man was a necessary explainant for how the economy still works - 2020 proved that people adapt. Economics adapts.
It's not a detraction, but it is a bit neh.
“You’ll miss,” the Number Man said. “And I’ll close in and strike you, using my pen and my hand. I can see the stress points of your body, clear as day. I can shatter your skull like a glass, and it would be an exceptionally painful way to die.”
Does the Number Man have a minor brute rating or something? Because pen, hand and stress points shouldn't be enough to shatter a skull like glass, right?
Is he bluffing?
Child’s play, all of it. The money, with its imaginary value, it was something he breathed. Setting up the tools to manipulate it had taken a little time, but that was it. Numbers were the fundament of the universe, as much a fabrication as money in some ways, more real than anything else in others.
Yeah, that comment I read in a post somewhere about the Number Man LARPing at his idea of an adult definitely feels right, here.
“Skitter turned herself in.” With that, he did look up, meeting her gaze. He saw the truth in her statement and closed his eyes. Mourning one more lost possibility. They’d lost Coil, had lost Hero, and the Triumvirate had dissolved. They were in the process of losing the Protectorate. Everything they’d put together, falling apart over time. “Is it settled?” He asked. “No,” the Doctor said. “But she turned herself in, and as far as I’m aware, there is no mischief at work.” “Then it’s not necessarily over.” “We can’t interfere.” “I’m aware.”
Says who? What is stopping you? fkdsjkfhdsjkfhjkdshfkjdsfh
The Number Man had been gifted with powers of perception. To see the underpinnings of the world. In a roundabout way, he used his power for killing, for destruction. Jack had been gifted with a power that was good only for killing, but the Number Man harbored a suspicion that Jack was more than that.
No, no, no he's not. Jack Slash is as boring as he is shallow, as shallow as he is petty, as petty as he is murderous and murderous as he is boring.
A perfectly flat circle of bland villainy.
The Doctor frowned. “And we’re behind schedule, even if we ignore that. I’d hoped to use Shatterbird or Siberian.”
WHAT FOR?! Shatterbird can't hurt Scion, and... okay, maybe the Siberian could have but I feel like she probably wasn't worth the risks?
Doctor Mother is such a loon and she desperately needs people who can question her.
“Ah,” the Number Man replied. “Morals.” Another delusion perpetuated by society. Useful, valuable, much like commerce, but still a delusion. It only served its purpose so long as it was more constructive than not adhering to those beliefs, but people often lost sight of the fact, made it out to be something it wasn’t.
Ugh. The worst sort of character. Okay. I don't like you, Number Man.
And yeah, I repeat the comment about this guy LARPing. Now he's LARPing as a teenager's idea of a profound guy.