#Pariahs only frame of reference for what is normal for children comes from Halfas Liminals and the Alien next door

[mkarchin713]

Pariah “the closest I’ve come to human children are halfas and liminals” Dark: you mean kids don’t naturally fly and have super strength

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On an unrelated note

Fright Knight is Pariahs farmhand. He is being punished for not freeing his master by being forced to shovel manure.

Danny is Pariahs heir and the Ghost Prince. Danny won’t be ruling anything until he’s a adult (over a hundred years dead). Pariah adopted Jazz, Sam, Tucker, Valerie, Wes and Ellie too. He wasn’t going to break up his heirs Fright.

This is a Dark Ages ship (Clockwork/Pariah). Alfred is clockwork in disguise. How else do you think he keeps Wayne Manor spotless. He freezes time and makes Dan clean as part of his parole.

Pariah feeds whatever kryptonite he finds on the meteor impact site that is now his farm to his horses like sugar cubes.

Pariah went crazy in the first place because some moron dumped a bunch of chemicals and shit in the water of Pariahs favorite hot spring in the living world. (IE Lazarus Pits are ghost hot springs + Ra’s tainted the waters = Pariah had Pit Rage)

The Justice League summons the Ghost King for his help with a certain something [you can decide what that is].

They expected something mighty, something that screamed royalty and was distinctly something other.

What they didn't expect, was for the Ghost King to appear in nothing but farmer attire, holding a bush, and humming.

Now, you see. Pariah Dark was enjoying his retirement, sure, he was still King, but in reality, the Ghost Zone no longer needed a king since it fell into Anarchy and sure, he could've just forced everything back together under his lone rule. But then a small koi passing through time whispered within his ear a most tempting offer.

And, well, he truly was unable to resist such temptation.

So, there he was, enjoying his afterlife on earth (or one of many) on a farm. His day started as normally as it would any other, waking up (and isn't that such an unusual thing?), fixing his bedding, taking a shower, preparing breakfast, eating said breakfast, and out the door to start his day.

All things that humans do, something he never thought he would do, but such a thing was... actually quite nice.

He walked around his farm, tending to his crops, taking care of any offending intruders upon his small kingdom, and picking up the ones that were ready to sell. Then he took out a brush and got to one of the best parts of his days.

Brushing his horses.

So of course, he had to be ripped away from his daily reward in the midst of a summoning. He was very disappointed, to say the least, he got used to not using his powers often in his new afterlife, so him not falling to the ground was purely his lower body strength.

He stopped humming, sighed, placed the brush in his pocket and looked over at the people who summoned him, vaguely recognizing them as that one group humans... liked? Raged? He doesn't know the exact words they used nowadays.

Okay, he could do this, he could be nice.

"What pathetic mortal creatures would dare summon a being higher than themselves."

Or not.