lotus hang on i have to go build something in the sims... so i guess i'll be back after i start to hate myself??

Glad to have you back, Hal.

We're all (yearning for) Todd Rice('s coffee)

Oh, man, do you know how we'd be able to get some really good coffee right about now?

...Big Belly Burger. Four Big Belly Burgers, with Loaded Fries.

Maybe don't go to the end of the world, Hal. Love the enthusiam, but we just got you back.

I — Honestly? Yeah. It doesn't make sense yet, but it's not ... nonsense. Not anymore.

Maybe there are other ways to crack these things. 'Cause, I used my ring to stop you using the Hand. Direct action won out over free action. And if Todd's made of the same thing, then understanding also won out over free action.

Red... and Red was — Red was Abstention from Action? Red's restraint. Huh... If pink is empathy, maybe 'removing yourself from a situation' is the opposite of that?

Well. It's colors, right? I mean - it looks like 'colors', so if we're sticking to that as a framework? What's the 'opposite' color of pink?

Hal, you started floating off of the ground, preaching cosmic empathy, and then you ... literally pulled Todd out of the darkness. I'd be surprised if that was a 'bad thing'.

Doing whatever, just because. No benefit, no bother, just ... freedom. And apparently that's at the 'top' of the pecking order, with 'understanding of action' being at the bottom. I've had weeks to process it, and I'm still right here. As soon as I got the bullets out, I was back to 100%.

lotus I was in the middle of reading issue #11 when I was writing this. Old girl got GOT on the very next page.

Correct Action... Or - Right Action. I wanted to do the right thing to keep that thing from crushing us, and the ring helped me do that. That's what John and Guy and — ugh, that's what they said. The first golden man or the space one? One shot me, the other's just a 'death sentence'.

Fine, let's talk! Not too sure what he wanted, or why. Not too sure who MOGO is, or why I need to kill him with the green lan - GUN that's following me around... You glow hot pink, and there's a golden man with a sentence for a name out there doing ... something.

You don't want to be Todd Rice with me?

I'm just quoting a very wise man that I know.

"Maybe we're all Todd Rice." So true, bestie.

...good to see you on your feet again.

Feeling alright?

...

/ hang the fuck on, i just deeped: darkseid reduced the emotional spectrum in the absolute verse to 'Death', 'Rage', 'Fear' and 'Willpower'. What a fucking... ASSHOLE.

Trying (!!) to meditate. Diana loves talking about how transformative and freeing it is, but spending time with only the voices in her head is . . . not bringing her freedom. It's only running up her - 𝕊𝕆𝕁𝕆𝕌ℝℕ𝔼ℝ 𝕄𝕌𝕃𝕃𝔼𝕀ℕ. 𝔹𝔼 𝕎𝕀𝕋ℍ𝕆𝕌𝕋 𝔽𝔼𝔸ℝ ❝ Fuck-! ❞ The room around her, once floating in green pods

Looking around. Looking back at the water bo - okay, that's gone, too. This is - fine.

. . .

Oh, shit... I gotta find a babysitter for Hal.

❝ Huh. ❞ Handwritten invitation. Hadn't seen one of these since grade school. But a 'sleepover with a bunch in custom PJs' necessitated a level of childishness. ❝ I'll be there, Di. ❞ Here. She'd already been staying, why leave now? ❝ Think this'll get messy? Lotta troublemakers under one roof. ❞

Hasn't had a GOOD burger in - weeks? Coast City burgers are all 'GMO Free' or 'Impossible' or whatever craze was on top at the moment. She was aching for an honest to goodness, grease-dripped, sesame seed bun BURGER.

'Welcome, safe, clothed and fed'. In any other circumstance, she'd be worried about a sweeping generosity like that. Coming from her, though, it's like each word is a hug. ❝ Thanks... I'm no freeloader, though, ma'am. You got anything you need done around here, you turn to me without hesitation. ❞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

/ DEE, HOLY SHIT!?

She's up early. Hard to 'sleep in' with a cosmic battery on her hand, sure, but she'd have been up anyway. City's quieter this early. It's easier for her to run through & marshal her thoughts. ❝ You and me, we're gonna gain some common ground today... ❞ The ring doesn't speak back. It never does.

That's what happened to Todd. He was with fear...

*cough* we get by.

/ Jo is a black woman from the late 80s, early 90s that grew up in and around New York City watching Anime and reading Manga. I. Just. Know. As soon as she figures out 'constructs', she's gonna get REALLY nerdy with it.

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/ no one tell her that Guy has stupid haircuts in other universes, she'll never let him know peace again