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paradisalost2011-11-22 01:11 pm
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I don't know how many of you remember the summer when the outposts were built, but for those of you who weren't here, I'll explain.
The outposts were started so that we'd have a place close to the border for both travel and observation. The project was spearheaded by Asano Rin, a young woman who still leads a lot of excursions out into the Dead Zone, and Tony Stark, a tech genius who is no longer in Paradisa. Four of the five outposts were built on the powered side, so actually putting them up didn't take very long. Cassie, Kon and I put together the better part of two of them in just under a month, and a bunch of us put up the West Outpost in a matter of days when there was a crisis in Eldritch and we needed a place closer to the border to work from. These things were built to last; outposts that could double as bunkers, if necessary, but otherwise served as shelter and food and supply resources for anyone traveling out towards the border.
On Sunday night, the four outposts inside the Castle's zone went up in flames when someone –– presumably the two who let Joshua Christopher loose –– set up and set off explosions inside them. Because of how these outposts were built and set-up, I want to point out that attacking the outposts served no strategic purpose whatsoever. No one lives out there full-time and no one was out there at the time. The damages are cosmetic at worst, because Tony didn't design these things to be taken out by a couple explosions, and anything we had out there can be replaced. And even if it was more serious, how much would it actually set us back? We still have the blueprints and plenty of other capable tech people, as well as a super-powered construction force. Nothing would stop us from rebuilding and getting back to status quo within a few months at absolute longest. They didn't even blow up the one outpost we have out in the Dead Zone, the one that we can't just rebuild at the drop of a hat –– the one that was probably the most important to us.
They also got into the Peace Patrol HQ and released a prisoner, but they only released one and then set off the alarms. They didn't get into the computers, or any of the files Tony left. They could have done a lot more than that, but they didn't.
We didn't really know they were here, but suddenly a flare goes up and they take off, but not without informing us that they were here. If they'd just gotten up and snuck off, we wouldn't have known at all. They decided to make a big show of their departure.
It feels more like a message than a co-ordinated attack, and an arrogant one at that. Yes, they got in and were here for over a year, but what do they actually know about us that they couldn't glean from reading the journals? Who here was friends with Nancy or Zeke and let anything they wouldn't already know from having originally been here slip?
Just an observation.
---- Kara -----
Kara ––
I hope you didn't know about this, but whether you did or not, you're not dating until you're thirty. And I don't mean "chronologically thirty."
I hope everything's going well for you. Things are as hectic as usual, here, and Lois is on a loss that keeps me pretty occupied. She's currently a department store mannequin, and while you'd think that would be easy to deal with, you know how busy she always is; on the off chance she's awake in there, I don't want her to get bored staying still for so long, so I've been trying to be chattier and make sure there's always music or a movie on or something, just in case. Worst case scenario, she gets on my case about my choice in movies or something, right? :) I'll be glad when the loss ends, though.
Thanksgiving is in a few days, too. We're going to have dinner again, hopefully. I wish you could join us.
Kon's back, but this time he's from a different universe. I thought I'd grown used to it, but this is a universe where I'm neglectful and won't even talk to him, let alone spend time with him. Can you believe that? Still Superman, still considered a hero, but he won't talk to family. Kon definitely seems different –– more prone to lashing out, sulkier. More of a temper. I'm glad he at least has friends like Megan and the rest of his team, but I feel responsible. Superman is supposed to be there for him. Conner has been my family since the moment I met him; it shouldn't be different in any other universe. I can't imagine being told I have family and just rejecting them like that, or make them feel unwanted. You and I might have had our disagreements at first, but if we didn't even talk... well. It's not a world I would want to be in.
I hope you know that no matter what universes we're from, I love you. You are family and wanted, and nothing could possibly change that. I'm going to make sure Kon knows that, too, at least for the time that we're both here.
Love,
Kal
----- DC Universe (excluding Two-Face and Hank) -----
[written]
Lois is currently on a loss, but Thanksgiving football game and dinner is going on anyway, third year running. Bring friends or dates, just let me know how many.
-Clark
The outposts were started so that we'd have a place close to the border for both travel and observation. The project was spearheaded by Asano Rin, a young woman who still leads a lot of excursions out into the Dead Zone, and Tony Stark, a tech genius who is no longer in Paradisa. Four of the five outposts were built on the powered side, so actually putting them up didn't take very long. Cassie, Kon and I put together the better part of two of them in just under a month, and a bunch of us put up the West Outpost in a matter of days when there was a crisis in Eldritch and we needed a place closer to the border to work from. These things were built to last; outposts that could double as bunkers, if necessary, but otherwise served as shelter and food and supply resources for anyone traveling out towards the border.
On Sunday night, the four outposts inside the Castle's zone went up in flames when someone –– presumably the two who let Joshua Christopher loose –– set up and set off explosions inside them. Because of how these outposts were built and set-up, I want to point out that attacking the outposts served no strategic purpose whatsoever. No one lives out there full-time and no one was out there at the time. The damages are cosmetic at worst, because Tony didn't design these things to be taken out by a couple explosions, and anything we had out there can be replaced. And even if it was more serious, how much would it actually set us back? We still have the blueprints and plenty of other capable tech people, as well as a super-powered construction force. Nothing would stop us from rebuilding and getting back to status quo within a few months at absolute longest. They didn't even blow up the one outpost we have out in the Dead Zone, the one that we can't just rebuild at the drop of a hat –– the one that was probably the most important to us.
They also got into the Peace Patrol HQ and released a prisoner, but they only released one and then set off the alarms. They didn't get into the computers, or any of the files Tony left. They could have done a lot more than that, but they didn't.
We didn't really know they were here, but suddenly a flare goes up and they take off, but not without informing us that they were here. If they'd just gotten up and snuck off, we wouldn't have known at all. They decided to make a big show of their departure.
It feels more like a message than a co-ordinated attack, and an arrogant one at that. Yes, they got in and were here for over a year, but what do they actually know about us that they couldn't glean from reading the journals? Who here was friends with Nancy or Zeke and let anything they wouldn't already know from having originally been here slip?
Just an observation.
---- Kara -----
Kara ––
I hope you didn't know about this, but whether you did or not, you're not dating until you're thirty. And I don't mean "chronologically thirty."
I hope everything's going well for you. Things are as hectic as usual, here, and Lois is on a loss that keeps me pretty occupied. She's currently a department store mannequin, and while you'd think that would be easy to deal with, you know how busy she always is; on the off chance she's awake in there, I don't want her to get bored staying still for so long, so I've been trying to be chattier and make sure there's always music or a movie on or something, just in case. Worst case scenario, she gets on my case about my choice in movies or something, right? :) I'll be glad when the loss ends, though.
Thanksgiving is in a few days, too. We're going to have dinner again, hopefully. I wish you could join us.
Kon's back, but this time he's from a different universe. I thought I'd grown used to it, but this is a universe where I'm neglectful and won't even talk to him, let alone spend time with him. Can you believe that? Still Superman, still considered a hero, but he won't talk to family. Kon definitely seems different –– more prone to lashing out, sulkier. More of a temper. I'm glad he at least has friends like Megan and the rest of his team, but I feel responsible. Superman is supposed to be there for him. Conner has been my family since the moment I met him; it shouldn't be different in any other universe. I can't imagine being told I have family and just rejecting them like that, or make them feel unwanted. You and I might have had our disagreements at first, but if we didn't even talk... well. It's not a world I would want to be in.
I hope you know that no matter what universes we're from, I love you. You are family and wanted, and nothing could possibly change that. I'm going to make sure Kon knows that, too, at least for the time that we're both here.
Love,
Kal
----- DC Universe (excluding Two-Face and Hank) -----
[written]
Lois is currently on a loss, but Thanksgiving football game and dinner is going on anyway, third year running. Bring friends or dates, just let me know how many.
-Clark