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>>34038740
> Investigate the Noise

>>34038740
>> Investigate the Noise

>>34038740
> Investigate the Noise
A WWII setting huh?

>>34038740
How is a magical green lantern different from a normal green lantern?

>>34038740
Fetch something to use as a weapon, could be deserters

>>34038740
>Investigate

>>34038850
Technically the Guardians GL technology is based on the study of magic, its an extreme example of Clark's Third Law. Or the inversion, just look up the starheart.

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so are we gonna be a reckless idiot or an impulsive idiot?

Gal>Hannah>Kylie>Joan>Simone

>>34038879
She's being played by /tg/, she's going to be both

>>34038740
>> Investigate the Noise

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remember, GLs don't get to be cowards

>>34038897
She? We're a grill? I don't see any signs of gender in the OP.

> Investigate the Noise

… well, you might as well investigate. Maybe you’ll get lucky and it’ll be a handsome British pilot for you to quarter until he can return to England.

Ah, oui… the Royal Air Force pilots.

Irrelevant however. You throw off your sheets, leaving you in only your dark green silk nightgown. You look at yourself in the mirror. A young 15 year old girl, shorter than average, messy black hair reaching past the shoulders, green eyes. Your father always did say you had your mother’s eyes. Oh, how you wish God had not taken your mother so soon, and at birth as well.

But, it’s all in his plan you reckon. You stand and grab the lantern, giving it a quick light. You grab a black trenchcoat for warmth, then march out of your modest little house in the field. You look out to see smoke, rising from the nearby forest, obscuring the night stars and the moon. Maybe it was a British pilot. Oh, that would be lovely!

Then again, your father would not approve.

Where is your father now however?

> Dead. He was killed in the opening days of the Blitzkrieg, commanding a Char B1bis. He was posthumously awarded the Legion D’Honneur for halting the advance of a German panzer column for over seven hours.
> Alive. He has retreated south to Vichy, abandoning you in your home without a second thought.
> Write in

>>34038968
Schteel was talking about it in /qtg/

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>>34038968

>>34038989
>Write in
Missing, unknown if dead or alive.
Suspected to have jumped off with some Jewish woman who he had a passing fancy for.

>>34038989
> Alive. He has retreated south to Vichy, abandoning you in your home without a second thought.

Abandonment issues go!

>>34038989
>> Dead. He was killed in the opening days of the Blitzkrieg, commanding a Char B1bis. He was posthumously awarded the Legion D’Honneur for halting the advance of a German panzer column for over seven hours.
Our Papa ain't no coward

>>34038989
>> Alive. He has retreated south to Vichy, abandoning you in your home without a second thought.

My parents are aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive.

>>34038989
>> Dead
Died like a hero.

>>34038989
>Dead. He was killed in the opening days of hte Blitzkrieg

>>34038989
> Alive. He has retreated south to Vichy, abandoning you in your home without a second thought.

Dead parent(s) is such a cliche for superheroes.

>>34038989
> Dead. He was killed in the opening days of the Blitzkrieg, commanding a Char B1bis. He was posthumously awarded the Legion D’Honneur for halting the advance of a German panzer column for over seven hours.

>>34038989
>Unknown. He was in Verdun in the Great War, and his company faced a direct hit from artillery. They never found pieces big enough to burry.

>>34038989
> Alive. He has retreated south to Vichy, abandoning you in your home without a second thought.
Lesbian orgies all day!

>>34038989
> Alive. He has retreated south to Vichy, abandoning you in your home without a second thought.

>>34038989
>Alive, Had retreated during Dunkirk and has been trying to send for you ever since.

>>34039068
Wait fuck, she's fifteen, that does not work. Disregard this.

>>34038989
>> Dead. He was killed in the opening days of the Blitzkrieg, commanding a Char B1bis. He was posthumously awarded the Legion D’Honneur for halting the advance of a German panzer column for over seven hours.

>>34038989
>> Dead. He was killed in the opening days of the Blitzkrieg, commanding a Char B1bis. He was posthumously awarded the Legion D’Honneur for halting the advance of a German panzer column for over seven hours.

> Alive. He has retreated south to Vichy, abandoning you in your home without a second thought.

Coward dad > Honorabu dad

>>34038989
>> Alive. He has retreated south to Vichy, abandoning you in your home without a second thought.

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Lets start listing cool shit to make constructs of.
remember, its 1940.

>>34038989
>Alive. He has retreated south to Vichy, abandoning you in your home without a second thought

>>34039078
but she seems to have a taste for RAF pilots so I doubt there will be much of that.

>Alive. He has retreated south to Vichy, abandoning you in your home without a second thought

> Alive. He has retreated south to Vichy, abandoning you in your home without a second thought.

You shake your head. He talked of heroism, and of conviction. But when it came time to act, and to put his life on the line for others, he choked. You don’t want to say good riddance to him, he is your father. But if you could see him now, you’d probably slap him in the face hard enough to turn him into Henry Fonda. The poor man.

Bushes and shrubs start poking at you as you enter the forest. Wearing nothing but a nightgown and a trenchcoat, you might as well be naked. But the Germans you hear are respectable at least. At least, the ones you read about in the newspapers. There have been rumors going around from retreating British soldiers that they are being pursued by someone they describe as, “Savage”. You hope they are false.

You sniff the air. Something is burning. You start turning towards the source, then you blink. It’s a fire. You hold your lantern up high to light your path as you continue walking down the forest. Perhaps it’s a crashed plane? Or perhaps it’s a tank?

Once you shove through a bush and past a few tree branches, you see it now. It’s a great big sleek metallic capsule, as big as a tank. It is charred in some areas, with some bulbous protrusions like dots or very big rivets. It’s…

LORD IN MERCY, THIS IS LIKE H. G. WELLS’ BOOK.

Suddenly, the capsule opens up with a hiss of white smoke.

> NOPE, NOPE. YOU ARE NOT GETTING DISINTEGRATED TODAY.
> Investigate further. Perhaps these are friendly Martians!
> Write in

>>34039275
She could be into female pilots

>>34039335
> Investigate further. Perhaps these are friendly Martians!

HG Wells says our germs will fuck them up anyways

>>34039335
>> NOPE, NOPE. YOU ARE NOT GETTING DISINTEGRATED TODAY.

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree!

>>34039335
> NOPE, NOPE. YOU ARE NOT GETTING DISINTEGRATED TODAY.
Family tradition.

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>magical
>1940

Just what kind of Green Lantern are we?

>>34039335
> Investigate further. Perhaps these are friendly Martians!

>>34039335
>> Investigate further. Perhaps these are friendly Martians!
It's fine even if they're not we have a lantern to beat them with

>>34039335
>Investigate further. Perhaps these are friendly Martians!

The Germans are coming anyway.

>>34039335
> NOPE, NOPE. YOU ARE NOT GETTING DISINTEGRATED TODAY.
Abandon ship!

>>34039335

> Investigate further. Perhaps these are friendly Martians!

Mixed with a healthy dose of

>PANIC

>>34039215
If she's a reader, I would think medieval weapons and soldiers, or maybe things from the Great War.
Perhaps modern things, such as brit and nazi tanks and what-not.

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>>34039335
>> Investigate further. Perhaps these are friendly Martians!
I doubt it. But let's have a look anyway.

>>34039335
>> NOPE, NOPE. YOU ARE NOT GETTING DISINTEGRATED TODAY.
disintegrating is not good for your health children.

>>34039335
>> Investigate further. Perhaps these are friendly Martians!

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>>34039335
>someone they describe as, “Savage”

Dare I assume?

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> Investigate further. Perhaps these are friendly Martians!

You swallow deeply. Every fiber in your being is saying to make like the French girl you are and run away. There wouldn’t even be any shame in running away, this is a Martian craft! You could be rendered to ashes in an instant under the intense scrutiny of a Heat Ray! And that actually be kind of amazing! But terrifying!

However, with that swallow, you swallow your fear. You make an apprehensive approach to the capsule.

Then a hand reaches out. You’re not ashamed to say that you screamed like the little girl you are.

A Martian, a humanoid being with a red face, dark eyes, and a strange fashion of black and green clothing crawls out of the capsule. It groans, then collapses into a heap next to it. Is it… injured? You walk closer to it.

“Excusez-moi,” you say.

…

Ah, what the heck are you doing!? Martians aren’t going to know French.

It reaches out to you, holding a strange glowing ring. It shakes the ring to you.

… does it want you to wear it?

> Take the Ring
> Go find help
> Attempt more communication
> Write in

>>34039402
a healthy interest in sci fi by the looks of things.

would her being into Lovecraft be too much of a stretch?

>bookworm GL
I can dig it

>>34039597
>> Take the Ring
We all know how this goes.

>>34039597
> Take the Ring

the stranger is offering you a gift

>>34039597
> KILL IT

>>34039597
>> Attempt more communication
He's hurt, try to help him

Rolled 13

>>34039597
>Take the Ring.

>>34039597
> Take the Ring

Then immediately check the Martian for injuries, if he's bleeding try to staunch the wounds.

>>34039597
> Take the Ring

How power are green lanterns?

>>34039597
>Martians aren’t going to know French.

Is questmaster unaware that GL rings can translate any form of speech or writing known to the Guardians? To paraphrase Hal Jordan, the rings know everything the Guardians know, and they know just about everything.

>>34039597
>> Attempt more communication

What sort of idiot would just put on a Martian ring?

>>34039597
> Take the Ring.
> Try to treat his injuries.

>>34039688
Do you know what "IC knowledge" means?

>>34039597
Ein volk, ein reich, ein ring!
>take the ring

>>34039688
I'm pretty sure it's the MC that doesn't know that

>>34039675
Its all in the willpower and ring's energy level, ....and probably how well we roll.

>>34039675
Very, these guys are in the same league as yellow sun powered kryptonians, there are 7200 of them to patrol the entire universe, they are apparently enough for this task.

http://dc.wikia.com/wiki/Green_Lantern_Ring

>>34039597
>throw ring in other direction
>this man is a heretic! burn him

>>34039597
>> Attempt more communication
Try to find out what happened to him.

>>34039597
> Attempt more communication
Greet the martian harder!

>>34039597
>> Take the Ring
Prend l'anneau bordel

>>34039597
>Take the ring

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so its decided what the first construct should be?

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> Take the Ring

You carefully take the ring from the palm of his hand. It feels light, and yet hard. It glows green, and it is green, as if it were a Jade from the Orient. The only distinguishing mark is this mysterious emblem, like a light, an O with two bars on top and bottom. A lantern. You look down at the poor stricken Martian. He carefully makes a gesture with his fingers, for you to put it on.

…

Welp. You suppose your life could go in weirder directions. You carefully slide the ring on your middle finger.

“Good…” You flinch backwards, to see him look at you with sad, injured eyes. He speaks with a gravelly voice, as if a man on death’s door. “You must… take care of that ring. It will be your light in the darkness. It will… serve as you… as a Green Lantern.”

You tilt your head. Huh? “What?” you say. “What are you saying?”

“You… must take the mantle from me. Protect this sector… from darkest day, and blackest night.” He rests his head back, shutting his eyes. You kneel down towards him. Wait! What is he saying!? Green Lantern!? What!?

This isn’t like H. G. Wells’ book at all!

You grab his arm, he is limp. This ring.

> Hide him.

… what. What was that.

> Me. The ring.

You look down at the ring.

> Do not panic. I am advising you as to how best proceed. For now, you must hide Abin Sur’s body and his craft.

… okay. Well. This is the weirdest dream. This has to be a dream.

> This is not a dream.

Okay then. How should you hide the body? You’re in a dense forest, there’s a small fire raging, and you have a big Martian body to hide now.

> Decide. You must shape it, and you must have the will.

> Roll 1d20 for Will, best of first three will win.
> Roll 1d20 for Shaping, best of first three will win.
> Unconventional actions are encouraged.

Rolled 14, 2 = 16

>>34040010
ROLAN

Rolled 1

>>34040010
>> Roll 1d20 for Shaping, best of first three will win.

smother out the fire with a comically large bucket of sand

Rolled 5

>>34040010
So one roll each? Rolling for..Shaping, I guess.

>>34040055
>>34040062
Actually, yeah. For both, roll a 2d20. First roll is Will, second roll is Shaping.

Rolled 5

>>34040010
>> Roll 1d20 for Will, best of first three will win.
It's the least he deserves, he died pretty far from home after all

Rolled 3, 8 = 11

>>34040010
>>> Roll 1d20 for Shaping, best of first three will win.
Hide them? Lets send the ship and the martian into orbit! Best way to hide them.

Rolled 19, 20 = 39

>>34040010
rerolling with proper dice

smother out the fire with a comically large bucket of sand

Rolled 10, 7 = 17

>>34040010
Last roll.
Lets throw him into orbit.

Rolled 6, 1 = 7

>>34040076
Okay those were some shit rolls anyway
I'm all for big ass bucket of sand

>>34040010
>no NAME OF SECTOR NUMBER, YOU HAVE THE ABILITY TO OVERCOME GREAT FEAR, WELCOME TO THE GREEN LANTERN CORPS

Come on now OP, if you're gonna do this do it right.

Rolled 16, 16 = 32

>>34040010
Make the fire super big so the Martian craft and body all burn up.

Then run away and blame forest fires.

>>34040103
Hot damn.

>>34040103
Oh that's lovely

now all we need is a blue ring and we could challenge someone with the infinity gauntlet

>>34040103
lol

>>34040120
Abin Sur isn't dead yet anon.

>>34040103
Now you've got a big bucket of sand to hide and anyone could come along and find the martian corpse. You guys are terrible at this covering up evidence thing.

>>34040171
Doesn't matter, he has passed on the ring.

>>34040217
>evidence

What? It's not like we killed him.

You focus. You start picturing something in your head. Smother… sand… BUCKET!

Your hand is pulled up by a force of its own, then a great beam of energy projects a bucket of sand the size of your house. Wow. You didn’t think this would work. You quickly dump the entire thing on the fire and the capsule, smothering the fire out, burying the capsule and the Martian.

You sigh. Wow. That was a bit tiring but… wow. You just smothered a fire using a bucket of sand coming from this magical ring-

WAIT. This is what it is. It’s MAGIC!

> You are now charged with the defense of SECTOR 2814. You have the ability to overcome great fear. Welcome to the Green Lantern Corps.

Hm. A Green Lantern. Exquisite. Strange name. A magical name.

> Play with your ring some more.
> Go back home, you need to sleep on this
> Write in

>>34040275
> Go back home, you need to sleep on this

they'll never find us indoors

>>34040275
>Play with your Ring some more

If I remember my lore correctly, we can't use the ring to interfere with the war on the battlefield. We'll be allowed to save lives...but we can't tip the scales of the conflict until we know about certain Nazi practices.

>>34040275
>play with ring
>I AM SUPER MAID! PEW PEW, PEWPEWPEW!

>>34040275
> Play with your ring some more.

>>34040275
>> Play with your ring some more.
Let's do something about the martian corpse

>>34040275
>> Play with your ring some more.
Try to hide the giant mountain of sand by turning into something less noticeable, like a tank statue.

Or maybe just put a keep out sign.

>>34040342
I dunno man, GLs interfere in armed conflict all the time. Nazis and the whole world domination thing don't seem like an exception.

>>34040275
>> Go back home, play with your ring some more.
Playing with the magical clarketech is damn near mandatory, but there's no reason to take too many risks.
We have a basement or something we can use to keep the light from showing?

>>34040275
>Play with your ring some more.

Seems like an obvious reaction when coming in to contact with cool stuff.

Not the best way to hide something, I hope no one comes looking.
>doesn't the sand disappear if it was part of the construct?
Burying it would probably have been a better option.

>reading the archives tomorrow, good luck gents.

>>34040342
Assuming OP is tying this to GL continuity timeline then we cannot use the ring to kill, to time travel, and a few other things.

>>34040397
True, and in The Savage Time, Jon just off and fought in the conflict. And the league interferes in regional conflicts and civil wars all the time.

>>34039603
Lovecraft wasn't well known in Europa at this time, I think. Even in America he was barely known until latter.

>>34039759
>yellow sun powered kryptonians,

Err, I'd say the rank below that.

>>34040142
>not wanting an orange ring

>>34040342
Just get Britain to anthrax Germany, it would be easy to mop up the rest

>>34040456
>wanting an orange ring

Those things have fuck horrible side effects.

>>34040474
There's a shittons of things we could do to help. Like helping France to get the Germans out of the land, for starter.

We should go to Mars and try to find some Martians.

Poor lonley J'on...

>>34040275
>Play with your ring some more.
Decide that there should be two hot girls right over there.

>>34040631
You mean hot british pilots

> Play with your ring some more.

Okay. Okay. And… BLAST

The bottle explodes thanks to a blast of magical energy from the ring. You giggle, clapping quickly for your triumph. After giving the Martian a proper burial, you’ve set up a little shooting range for yourself in the house’s backyard with your Father’s wine collection. It’s not like he’ll come back for his 1935 Champagne anyway.

Now, you sigh and focus. Focus. You give another bottle a blast. It explodes into glass and wine all over the range. You laugh. This is amazing! “C’est horrible!” you say playfully.

> It is advised that you do not use your charge too much. It is limited.

Quiet, ring! You’re practicing!

> Very well.

You blast another bottle. And another bottle! Wait, this time you pick up the bottle and spill it with a magical green hand! Exquisite! Ahaha!

…

…

“Lumière.”

You grumble a bit.

“Lumière!”

You look up. It’s Monsieur Batiste. A huge man, lives in the farm next door to your home. << Honestly, Lumière! Do you not know what time it is? >> He points to his watch. You look around, you’re resting in the field, still in your night gown and the trenchcoat. The ring sits on your finger, and next to you is a strange green lantern. Oh, you must have been up all night practicing!

Monsieur Batiste says, << It is time for you to head to the Café! Do you know how cross Monsieur LaPetite will be if you are late again? >> Oh, merde. He tilts his head, looking down at your ring. << Where did you get that ring? >>

MERDE, um. THINK.

> It’s an heirloom!
> I found it!
> I’ve recently been engaged to marry!
> Write in

>ITT not assasinating Hitler and creating a Pan European crusade to cleanse the bolshevik threat
It's like you don't even WW2

>>34040640
>>34040631
Why not both?

>>34040275
> Play with your ring some more.

HAHA! TIME FOR SPACE FLIGHT MONTAGE!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3U52sP25ynE

>>34040631
by "right over there", do you mean "giving me a lapdance"?

>>34040646
> It’s an heirloom!

>>34040646
"An old heirloom I found while cleaning. Quite the sight isn't it?" Tilt head. "I better be off then. Adieu Monsieur la petit

>>34040646
>Oh, its just an old piece of costume jewelry.

>>34040646
> It’s an heirloom!
It was Mama's

>Shooting 1935 Champagne
I flinched

>>34040646
>> Write in
Protection against the germans, they wont take a girl with a ring.

>>34040646
>I’ve recently been engaged to marry!
Call to Marie, your soon-to-be bride.

>>34039759
Only Alan Scott is in the same league as a Kryptionian. Pre-New52 he was the embodiment of the Starheart, a condensed ball of all the magic in Earth 2's universe and was also a being of pure will.
New52 Alan is still pretty damn powerful, but we haven't really gotten to see him do much aside from kick the shit out of an army of Parademons and come back to life (twice)

Standard GLs are still pretty powerful, but they aren't super tier unless they're currently joined with an entity or a white lantern.

>>34040646
> Write in

"I found it on the road, Monsieur Batiste. I think someone who was fleeing dropped it."

>>34040697
>bride
Man... I don't know what I am thinking any more.

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what is it with magical girls and lesbians?

also not going for space babes tsk tsk tg

>>34040646
>> It is advised that you do not use your charge too much. It is limited.
What kind of charge limit does this ring have? If it's the every 24 hours type, it won't lose charge until those 24 hours are up, at which point it goes straight to 0%. If it's like the newer rings, it doesn't have a timer, and can be drained from use.

>>34040646
>> It’s an heirloom!

>>34040694
>I flinched
It's only five years old.

>>34040646
Schteel, you dropped your french guillemets «» «» «» «» «» «»

>>34040757
Wait, we're going to go lesbians?

>>34040795
I know from a IC perspective, but it was instinct you know?

>>34040710
Hal Jordan killed a guy that should have been unkillable, the first GLs to ever wield rings were sent against an enemy that had been laying waste to entire star systems and expected to cripple them to the point they would not be a threat anymore. There were four of them.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SpcKLLjKWXA

Apologies for shitty quality, was the only one I could find that didn't have some faggy song dubbed over the original audio.

>>34040809

Its a GS Quest. We could go Lesbians, or we could go and make our own opportunities to pursue boys.

>>34040646
>> It’s an heirloom!

Wait, its still 1940...that's when France fell to Germany, it hasn't happened yet in quest.

DUN DUN DA

>>34040780
Each ring can recharge to a Green Lantern (an actual, physical lantern), which countains a fraction of the power of the Guardians.

>>34040883
I don't want to, but we'll see where the thread goes

> It’s an heirloom!

«It is an heirloom, Monsieur Batiste!»

Monsieur Batiste crosses his arms. «Heirloom? Really?»

«Oui! Oui! Heirloom, my mother had it passed on from her mother, and her mother, and then her mother, you get the process, oui?» He nods. «Très bien! Well, I must go get changed, Monsieur Batiste. Merci beaucoup for waking me. Adieu, Monsieur!»

You quickly turn to run to your house with the lantern in tow. Monsieur Batiste stands for a bit, skeptical, but he eventually relents and goes back to his farm. You’ve been relying on him lately to wake you up to go to work at Monsieur LaPetit’s café. He seems cross at that.

But, you quickly don a nice dress, and grab your apron as well. You look at your ring. On the one hand, it looks very pretty. Goes well with your eyes in fact! But… it looks very pretty. It might draw attention.

> Leave it
> Take it with you
> Write in

>>34040907
Pursue boys or become lesbians?

>>34040901
It says May 1940, I'm putting ten reichsmarks on it being the morning of the 10th of may, when the german offensive begins

>>34040923
Tie a piece of string or a small meta chain to it ab put it around your neck.

Rolled 18, 17 = 35

>>34040923
> Write in
Wear a glove over it. Don't have a glove? Buy one.

>>34040923
> Take it with you

turn the lantern insigna inward or put it on a necklace and put it under your blouse

>>34040901
I think that's kind of the point?

>>34040883
Space babes are great. Earth girls too.

To woo each is a feat, good to be you

>>34040923
>> Take it with you
In our pocket

>>34040924
Don't want to be lesbian

>>34040901
The german invasion starts on the 10th

>>34040923
>> Take it with you
Turn the face inward

Rolled 16, 3 = 19

>>34040950
This.

Or >>34040954
>>34040949

>>34040924
>why not both,jpg

>>34040923
>Write in

Put it in your pocket, hidden inside a spar handkerchief

>>34040923
>take it with you

Attention means tips

>>34040905
>which countains a fraction of the power of the Guardians.

The power battery contains a link to the central battery on OA. This was done as a safety measure, in case a lantern goes rogue, the guardians just recall the battery and wait for the ring to lose it's charge.

>>34041019
Or getting shived.

>>34040923
>> Take it with you
If any german fucker try anything, we can always send them into orbit.

>>34040991
Because both would imply we will get some sort of harem or something otherwise saying both often means we will go for girls first or only them

>>34040883
You know, Depending on the time of day the french go either way

>>34040865
That's the DCAMU though, technically in the comics the first Lantern was Volthoom, who was retardedly powerful, but for other reasons as well.
Even if the Animated Movies were canon to this, that Lantern would be most likely bonded to Ion. Canon Rings don't display that level of power without outside influence.

>>34040905
Yes, I'm aware how a ring recharges. However the rings have changed over the years, first removing the 24 hour time limit and then removing the yellow impurity.
I would like to know what kind we have, if you'd apply reading comprehension to what I asked, you'd realize that.

>>34041040
>GL
>getting shivved

nigga please.

>>34040923
>> Write in
Wear it, ask the ring how it can hide itself, wait for it to tell us that it can turn invisible so it isn't noticed. Done.

>>34041168
That's from Emerald Knights, which is the animated version of a series of short stories by the same name. And Volthoom may have been the first lantern, but he was not the first green lantern.

>>34041172
Depending on the model, we're vulnerable to wood or the color yellow.

>>34040923
Put a glove over it like someone else suggested

>>34041121
>he doesn't want an Alien Harem

>>34041222
Only two of the stories were based on the comic.

>>34041229
Abin Sur is who we got the ring from, we are a Hal Jordan flavor green lantern. You know, the kind most people are talking about whenever green lantern is brought up. Not to say Alan Scott wasn't great, but the green space cop lanterns are more well known by a wide margin.

>>34041168
Well, if OP uses the rules of the DCU, there is no time limit, it's only based on the energy you spend.

The vulnerability to yellow is still there, though, as seen at around 3.40 of this video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0YYIRGhMp7s

>>34041297
>we will never get the starheart, make it our bitch and proceed to pimp slap assholes like Daxamites around with the equivalent of magic
life is suffering anons ;_;

> Take it with you

Much as you’d like to wear it, you decide to keep it safe for now. For now, you turn the face of the ring inward. And from there, it just looks like an innocuous little ring. Perfect. Right then, you quickly brush your hair back into a neat little ponytail, then give a good smile. You’re ready to wait tables at the café.

You run out the door, a piece of toast hanging from your mouth. You wave as Monsieur DeWitt’s wagon comes along for the ride into town. «Ah! Monsieur DeWitt!» Merde, you almost lose the toast. You take it out quickly. «Monsieur DeWitt! I need a ride, please!»

He smiles at you, like he would smile at his nine daughters. The man gets busy over the winter. «Hop on, Lumière!» You run to the back of the wagon and sit down on a bit of wheat. Monsieur DeWitt snaps his horse to attention, driving it a bit faster along the dirt road along to the café.

It’s only a few kilometer’s ride to Dunkirk.

…

…

You run along the deserted streets of Dunkirk. Most people have left in the face of the German invasion. For now, you don’t think they’ll be coming any time soon, but you hear they are close. Still, some people make out an eager living, and occasionally you even see a British soldier or a tank drive through. Amazing things!

«Lumière!» You run up to the rather portly Monsieur LaPetit. «You are late again! How will this look for my business if my waitress cannot even arrive on time!»

> We’ve only had soldiers and jews for days, Monsieur LaPetit.
> I’m sorry, Monsieur LaPetit.
> Write in

>>34041348
>> I’m sorry, Monsieur LaPetit.

>>34041348
>that toast trope
did they even have toast in the 1940's?
also:
> I’m sorry, Monsieur LaPetit.

>>34041348
>You run out the door, a piece of toast hanging from your mouth.
Fantastic

>>34041348
>> I’m sorry, Monsieur LaPetit.

>>34041348
>> I’m sorry, Monsieur LaPetit.
I know I probably shouldn't be, but I just want you to know I'm reading Monsieur LaPetit in the voice of Gordon Kaye.

>>34041348
> I’m sorry, Monsieur LaPetit. I'll work later than usual today or earlier tomorow to compensate

>>34041336
Kind of. Only recruits have the vulnerability to yellow anymore. Which, I suppose we do count as a recruit.

>>34041342
We're not Alan Scott, so we'd probably get possessed and turned into the Starheart's bitch.
Man wrote the book on willpower, you know.

>>34041348
> We’ve only had soldiers and jews for days, Monsieur LaPetit.

the shadow of the 3rd Reich should cover our tardiness

>>34041511
thats true, but still.
>not wanting to play a female alan scott, especially with that knight armor look he had for a long time

>>34041539
Lets model our outfit off of paintings of Joan of Arc's armor.

>>34041482
I meant the animated DCU. John did have a weakeness to yellow, but it wasn't really discussed (just in the video I linke here >>34041336)

>>34041482
This is also WAAAAY before that even became a thing. Parallax is still crazed out and inside the battery, causing the Yellow Impurity.

We're fucked with things that are yellow.

>>34041573
That's an idea, I'm pretty sure there's a statue of her in Reims so we can get a reference.

>>34041573
sounds cool.

>>34041348
>> We’ve only had soldiers and jews for days, Monsieur LaPetit.
Toast run is only way to be late.

>Dunkirk
Well then, this is going to be fun

>>34041573
This could work, Magical Green Lantern Joan

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>>34041573
>>34041598
Here's the Statue at Reims

>>34041691
Cant say im a fan of it

>>34041573
>>34041598
>>34041609
>>34041612

>Joan of Arc

Well, that would work for someone who doesn't know her story well, I guess.

Though I'm presonaly against it.

>>34041744
naw i originally suggested making a female formed copy of alan scotts emerald knight armor, people just ran with the idea of Green armor and wanted Joan of Arc.
oh well, hopefully we won't end up burned at the stake.

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>>34041730
Well there's always this painting.

> I’m sorry, Monsieur LaPetit.

You frown, eating up the last of your toast. «I’m very sorry, Monsieur LaPetit. I was a bit busy last night with something so I woke up a bit late this morning.»

«Ah, whatever!» he says dismissively. «Come, come. It is about to come to the lunch rush and I need you waiting tables NOW.»

The modest little café only has one patron for the so-called “Lunch Rush”. And that is the only regular left in town, Monsieur Pierre. Handsome man, but an old injury kept him from being drafted in the war. You grab a plate and a rag and walk over to him. «Bienvenue, Monsieur Pierre. May I take your order?»

«Oui! The regular coffee, please.» You are quick to write the order down, then head into the kitchen and stick it to the counter for the chef, Monsieur DeAndre. «Ah, Madamoiselle Lumière, have you heard the news?» You shake your head, and Monsieur Pierre is quickly to explain that: «The Germans have broken through. The British are in full retreat, a lot of them just passed by last night in fact. They’re trying to retreat back to England across the channel. »

«That’s terrible!»

Monsieur Pierre says, «Now, I know your father has already turned tail and ran. But what about you? The Germans will close quick, and it is not likely they will be kind. »

> I will stay, to hell with the Germans
> I will find a way out, I will not live in another war-torn France
> Write in

>>34041744
Honestly, we should go for something simple and easy. Besides, don't all base GL Rings give a 'default' anyway and allow customization if/when the recruit gets better at their powers?

>>34041810
>I will find a way out, I will not live in another war-torn France

>>34041810
>screw the germans, they fucked it last war and they will fuck this one too.

>>34041810
> I will stay, to hell with the Germans

you are not your father, you do not run

>>34041810
> I will stay, to hell with the Germans
They won't drive us out

>>34041810
>I will stay, to hell with the Germans

>>34041810
> I will stay, to hell with the Germans
Courage.

>>34041810
>> I will stay, to hell with the Germans
Si un enfant de pute d'allemand essai de toucher Lumière, on va lui élargir le derrière avec l'anneau magique.

>>34041810
>> I will stay, to hell with the Germans

>>34041810
>> I will stay, to hell with the Germans
Fight the stereotypes! Be useless in occupied France! Create a Green Lantern - 'Allo 'Allo crossover!

>>34041810
we stay.

>>34041913
>on va lui élargir le derrière
"lui élargir le trou de balle", I think you mean.

Wait, I'm confused.

Vichy was established after the defeat of the French army right?

How did our father flee when the Vichy government wasn't even established yet?

>>34041913
My french is shit, but are you saying we are going to whore our self out to the germans?

>>34041810
>To hell with the Germans.

The French Resistance were some tough sons of bitches.

>>34041976
To the actual town of Vichy, I think.

>>34041594
So you're saying we should go insane, murder all of the GL Corps and take all the power in the central battery for ourselves?

>>34041810
>> I will find a way out, I will not live in another war-torn France
Let us retreat... through the enemy lines.
I hear Germany's nice this time of year. Minor infestation problem, but that's easy enough to fix if you have a power ring and a full charge.

>>34041913
>Si un enfant de pute d'allemand essai de toucher Lumière, on va lui élargir le derrière avec l'anneau magique.
"If a child whore German test light touch, it will widen her behind with the magic ring." Thank you, Google Translate.

>>34041986
On the contrary.
In english it would read:
If any german whoreson touches Lumière, we are going to widen his butthole.

This wasn't meant to be pleasant.

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>>34042000
...

>>34042046
My bad

>>34041986
He said "I a child of a whore of German try to touch Lumière, we will widen his bottom with the magic ring".

I think anon meant "Si un fils de pute d'allemand essaie de toucher Lumière, on va lui élargir le trou de balle avec l'anneau magic", which translates to "If a son of a whore of German try to touch Lumière, we will widden his asshole with the magic ring".

>>34042000
Trips confirms its our mission

>>34041810
>I will stay, to hell with the Germans!

Gurrella warfar lantern is a go?

>>34042055
Ignore Red Lantern posts
Filter Red Lantern posters
Hide Red Lantern threads

>>34042055
Hal Jordan did this in the comic.

>>34042114
retconned into fear bug though

>>34042114
Is that the one with him on the cover and he's smiling and he's got a butt ton of rings?

>>34042126
It's rather hard to keep up with all the DC retcons.

>>34042114
He's also a massive douchebag that we should never try to emulate.

>>34042093
I used derrière because it rhymed with Lumière, mostly.

> I will stay, to hell with the Germans

« I will stay. To hell with the Germans. This is where I was raised, and if need be, it shall be where I die. I will not bow to them, no sir. »

Monsieur Pierre smiles. « Oui, well. I imagine things should blow over relatively quickly, Madamoiselle. You need not worry. The British will be back, and maybe they will bring the Americans as well. »

Ah. American GIs. Unf.

Ding. You bring Monsieur Pierre’s coffee over to him, then smile. He smiles back, then goes back to reading the local newspaper. You lean on the counter, waiting for more customers to arrive for Monsieur LaPetit’s so-called “Lunch Rush.”

A few hours pass. Monsieur Pierre has already left, leaving the entire café completely empty.

Your ear twitches a bit. You can hear shouting from down the street, in English?

> Go investigate.
> Stay, Monsieur LaPetit will not be happy that you just left.
> Write in

>>34042137
I think it's was the cover for one of the issues of this arc.

>>34042185
> Go investigate.

a shirtless American GI maybe?

>>34042185
>> Go investigate.
Who cares.

>>34042114
I know, that's why my reaction was a huge 'WHAT?' as in, why would our 15 year old little girl go that crazy?

Of course, if we CAUSE France to be annihilated? Then that's all bets are off (since Coast City's destruction is what caused that to happen).

>>34042185
>> Go investigate.
Quietly and make sure we have the ring on

>>34042185
>> Go investigate.

>>34042114
Hal did nothing wrong fuck the guardians

>>34042185
>> Stay, Monsieur LaPetit will not be happy that you just left.

>>34042185
>Stay, Monsieur LaPetit will not be happy that you just left.

>>34042228
He did plenty wrong.
He killed Killowag and didn't double tap Sinestro

>>34042185
>> Write in
Open the door and see what it is. Don't leave the café yet.

>>34042185
Go investigate

We are curious

>>34042185
>> Go investigate.

>>34042185
Well since it couldn't hurt, lets go and investgate the English speaking boor it might be good fun!

Remember that we shouldn't emulate Hal Jordan. Rushing to the unknown while we should be doing our job is what Hal Jordan would do.

>>34042255
He had it coming

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>>34042326
Whats wrong if we become like him?

>>34042185
> Go investigate.

>>34042398
Our significant other will dump us

>>34042437
>Implying Parallax isnt going to be our husbando

>>34042437
which one? the crazy one or the underaged one?

>>34042508
>the underaged one
Hal is not a pedo

>>34042508
Yes.

So do we get a racist caricature as a sidekick?

> Go investigate.

You look inside the kitchen. Monsieur LaPetit is yelling at Monsieur DeAndre, who simply ignores it as he continues cleaning the dishes. Patient man, Monsieur DeAndre. You decide to step outside for a second to see what all the fuss is about.

You’re nearly barreled over by a running British soldier. “Oi! Sorry, lass!” is all he says before he recovers and runs. He doesn’t even come back for his helmet that he dropped. More British soldiers run by, and then you see the source of the noise. It’s a British army truck, smoking from the engine.

“The fooking lorry’s stalled out! We cannae get it runnin’!” yells the Driver. Wait. You can understand him! “Ah, bloody fooking shite! The manky fooking engine’s probably got shite all over the flair and Dame Judy coming fae da exhaust!”

Okay, you can only somewhat understand him.

“Get it working, McGraff!” yells his passenger in the cab. “We have to get these wounded boys out!”

McGraff yells, “I cannae get working! Da fooking Jerries are right behind us!”

“Ah!” The passenger, a Lieutenant you realize, slams on the dashboard. “Fine! We’ll ferry them out! One by one!” He and McGraff step out of the truck, then the Lieutenant sees you. “Hey, you! Help us! Get us something to get the wounded out!”

> Find a new truck
> Help them ferry out the wounded one-by-one
> Try and get the truck working again
> Write in

>>34042611
> Try and get the truck working again
Lumière doesn't know this, but she's got a magic ring that does super cool shit

>>34042540
>B-But her planet rotates twice as fast so she's really 28.
why don't you have a seat right here.jpg

>>34042437
not if they get fridged first

>>34042574
Krauty, the german resistance fighter


>>34042611
> Write in

Big Green Bus

>>34042611
>> Try and get the truck working again

>>34042611
> Try and get the truck working again

Magic space ring, time to do your stuff.

>>34042611
>> Write in
Become Fille Magique Lanterne Verte and elliminate the incoming germans.

>>34042611
>> Try and get the truck working again

>>34042574
Nah, we're going to enter the mind of a person from a minority and getting our ass handed by racist caricatures

>>34042611
>> Try and get the truck working again
Green Lantern Wrench Wench
Has a fully sealed atmospheric force field
Still somehow gets covered in engine grease.

>>34042574
We need someone to be our Jimmy Olsen, a person who gets different powers every so often.

>>34042905
>Constantly need to be rescued
>gives shitty Father's day gifts
>gets married to gorillas
>ginger
nah

> Try and get the truck working again

You walk up to the hood of the truck and pull up the bonnet. “I will get it working, men!” you say proudly.

McGraff chuckles. “Ha, ya speak good English, lassie.”

You nod. “I speak English well.” You point away. “Could you look away? I don’t really like people watching when I work.” They both look at each other, then shrug and go stare at a wall. Very good. You’re free to work on this.

…

You haven’t the faintest clue how to get a truck working. You’ve read about it in your Doc Savage dime novels. Even Monsieur Lovecraft makes it look easy. Damn it. None of them every actually go into detail though! Merde!

Hm. Perhaps an energy blast or…

> Go for energy blast. (Only requires will. Roll 1d20 best of first three.)
> Manifest a way to repair it. (Will+Shaping. Roll 2d20 best of first three.)
> Write in

>>34042611
>> Try and get the truck working again
The ring does have access to the Guardian's collective database and can scan shit. Get under there, use the ring to find out what's wrong and fix that shit.

Rolled 12, 13 = 25

>>34042959
>> Manifest a way to repair it. (Will+Shaping. Roll 2d20 best of first three.)
Ring help her out

Rolled 15, 1 = 16

>>34042959
>> Manifest a way to repair it. (Will+Shaping. Roll 2d20 best of first three.)

Rolled 18, 1 = 19

>>34042959
>> Manifest a way to repair it. (Will+Shaping. Roll 2d20 best of first three.)

Rolled 13, 17 = 30

>>34042959
Manifest wrenches and hammers to get the engine to work just like uncle does?

Rolled 6, 11 = 17

>>34042959
>> Manifest a way to repair it. (Will+Shaping. Roll 2d20 best of first three.)

Rolled 7

>>34042959
> Go for energy blast. (Only requires will. Roll 1d20 best of first three.)

>>34042975
>> Manifest a way to repair it. (Will+Shaping. Roll 2d20 best of first three.)
>>34042987
Shit we completely fucked it

>>34042959
>> Write in
We need to know what is wrong before the ring can fix it. And the repairs only last as long as we will them into existance, the second we stop poof.
Seriously, stop hitting shit with hammers and actually use the ring to figure out what's wrong.

Rolled 5, 19 = 24

>>34042959
We need to manifest Doc Savage obviously, he would know how to fix this

>>34043034
> You haven’t the faintest clue how to get a truck working. You’ve read about it in your Doc Savage dime novels. Even Monsieur Lovecraft makes it look easy. Damn it. None of them every actually go into detail though! Merde!
There, we know what's wrong: we don't have a freaking clue.

Rolled 20, 7 = 27

>>34042959
> Manifest a way to repair it. (Will+Shaping. Roll 2d20 best of first three.)

Try using our Ring to get a better idea of what the internals of the engine and the like are doing, and if there are any obstructions or blockages that we can remove.

>>34043072
>There, we know what's wrong: we don't have a freaking clue.
We can use the ring to find out. A Green Lantern ring has a universal translator and access to the Guardian's knowledge, designed to assist the Green Lantern in what they're doing. We're literally wearing a universal super computer on our finger.

Alright. Think. You need to think! THINK! REPAIRS! REPAIRS-

The ring projects a book. “How to repair Austin K2/Y Trucks”.

… huh. Okay. You suppose that’ll help. You quickly start flipping through it.

“Oi, does she have a fooking book back there?” McGraff turns his head to look back, but is stopped by the Lieutenant.

“Patience, McGraff,” says the Lieutenant.

Okay, you know what the problem is. It’s the starter motor. Just needs a quick fix. You use your ring to simply fix it up nice and simple, and there! “Okay,” you say. “Try it now!” You will the book away, just before they turn to you. McGraff hops into the truck, then the truck starts up again.

“Well, good show, old lady!” says the Lieutenant. He pats you on the head, and you giggle a bit at that. “Alright, McGraff, full speed to the channel!” He looks at you. “Listen, you better lie low for now. A pretty face like yours isn’t going to escape that savage’s notice.”

You blink. “Why? Who is he?”

The Lieutenant sighs, then says, “He’s SS. Works directly for Hitler, some say even directs some of his actions. Point is, he’s rolling down here like a bat out of hell, and he’s going to drive all of us right into the channel.”

> “Okay, thank you.”
> “I’m not scared of him!”
> “Why don’t you stand and fight?”
> Write in

>>34043279
> “Okay, thank you.”

Rolled 20, 15 = 35

>>34043279
> “I’m not scared of him!”
Lumiére won't run, this is her home

>>34043279
>> “Okay, thank you.”

>>34043279
> “Okay, thank you.”

that nice british fellow gave you some info

thank him

>>34042959
ask the ring, then try to repair it.

>>34043279
>"How can I recognise him?"

Rolled 6, 9 = 15

>>34043279
>> “Why don’t you stand and fight?”

>>34043279
> “Okay, thank you.”

>>34043279
>> Write in
Could you take me with you?
We would and probably be raped by German troops if we stay

>>34043279
>>34043367
^--- zis

>>34043367
Ah, this is a good question

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Rolled 6, 6 = 12

>>34043367
The little beard I think

>>34043367
the nazi armband, surrounded by Germans

>>34043543
>Vandal Savage

Well, at least we'll get to let loose as our little green Jeanne d'Arc setup if it IS him.

> “Okay, thank you.”

You smile at him. “Thank you, Lieutenant. How will I recognize him?”

The Lieutenant shrugs. “Eh, some say he’s got a beard, others say he’s eight feet tall. I’d say the beard. Anyway, we have to go, now. Take care of yourself.” He quickly runs into the passenger seat and waves to you. McGraff immediately floors it, and the ambulance truck immediately rolls off in a cloud of dust. You hope they make it.

« Lumière! Where have you been!? We’ve got sales to do, customers to serve! » Oh boy, Monsieur LaPetit. You quickly run back into the café. Time to take orders from an empty café once again!

…

…

A few more hours pass. You’ve already had your free lunch courtesy of Monsieur DeAndre. Thusly, you simply sit at a table. Waiting.

Monsieur LaPetit checks out the door. « What’s wrong? » you ask.

« The Germans, they will be here any minute, » he says. His face bears an expression of fear, concern, and a bit of anger as well. « I feel like I have made a mistake staying here. »

« Be brave, Monsieur LaPetit. » You give him your best smile. He smiles back at you, then continues looking outside. Then you hear the ground rumbling a bit. The glasses on the tables shake. You can feel the street to shake.

Tanks.

« Lumière, you should go, » he says quietly.

> I’m staying right here
> Get out and hide
> Write in

>>34043789
> Write in
Hide IN the shop.

>>34043789
> I’m staying right here

what part of "we're not running" don't these frogs understand

>>34043789
> Get to the rooftop and watch.

Rolled 1, 19 = 20

>>34043789
>> I’m staying right here
In brightest day, in blackest night,

No german shall escape my sight.

Let those who worship Germany's might

Beware my power--Fille Magique Lanterne Verte's light!

>>34043789
>> I’m staying right here

>>34043832
>what part of "we're not running" don't these frogs understand
The part where you didn't immediately and unconditionally surrender to any and all threats within 300 yards.

>>34043789
>I am staying right here.
We do not flinch in the face of danger.

>>34043789
>> I’m staying right here

Rolled 18

Vandal Savage was fun in Demon Knights

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Time to feast on the germans blood

>>34043789
>I’m staying right here
Even if we're not trying to be badass, the streets are a bad place to be when an army rolls into town.

> I’m staying right here

You cross your arms. « Monsieur. I am a woman of France. I will not run because we are supposedly conquered. »

Monsieur DeAndre buses a few tables idly. « Strong girl. That will get you hurt one day. »

Finally, the tables shake as a tank rolls up on the street. The Panzer III. You had read about these tanks, medium tanks designed to fight other tanks. But they faltered at the sight of the B1bis. This one bears the seal of the Nazi SS on the side of the turret, as its commander pokes his head out of the turret. A few soldiers ride alongside on the back, and more trucks and armored vehicles follow behind in a column. You look out the window to see what citizens are left shutting their windows and locking their doors. Even Monsieur LaPetit runs into the kitchen to hide.

The column stops as the soldiers walking along the street continue on. Monsieur DeAndre goes into the kitchen to check on Monsieur LaPetit, leaving you in the café by yourself.

You see the Commander, an SS colonel, communicate with a Lieutenant on the tank. They appear to be in heated discussion but you can’t make out what they’re saying.

> Go hide, this is probably irrelevant
> Try and find a way to see what they’re saying, this is important
> Write in

Rolled 14

>>34044086
>> Try and find a way to see what they’re saying, this is important

take their drink orders, welcome them to town because you were raised to have manners, even to guys like them

Rolled 1, 15 = 16

>>34044116
That's crazy enough to work

>>34044116
>take their drink orders, welcome them to town because you were raised to have manners, even to guys like them
Fuck off we arent giving them shit except an early grave

>>34044086
>> Try and find a way to see what they’re saying, this is important

Time to drum up some new customers

>>34044149
We'll beat them all up later.

and I'm not sure if GLs can kill atm.

>>34044178
>Implying we know the laws of GLs

>>34044086
>Try and find a way to see what they’re saying, this is important
Spying is totally safe and definitely a good idea.

>>34044199
if we're going by Johns' era, it autostops us, or we get dragged to OA and get courtmartialed, IIRC.

>>34044226
Well thats gay

>>34044086
> Try and find a way to see what they’re saying, this is important

>>34044086
>> Try and find a way to see what they’re saying, this is important
Magic Ring, do something cool

>>34044251
space cops gotta follow space laws.

they do get lethal force later but only if it meets certain conditions and you can get kicked out if you abuse it

Laira, this girl>>34044043, got kicked out for an unsanctioned kill

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> Try and find a way to see what they’re saying, this is important

You quietly open up the door and step out. The German soldiers passing by nod to you, greet you politely and amicably as well you start to cross the street behind the tank.

The Lieutenant says to the Colonel, « Colonel Savage, the Fuhrer has ordered all advance is to be stopped! Our flanks are not secure, and we don’t have- »

Colonel Savage cuts him off. « The Fuhrer, will understand why I have disobeyed him. Does he want to win this war? We have the enemy running from us, dropping men and materiel on the streets, that’s how desperate they are! We will either crush them under our treads or drown them in the channel by nightfall! But we will not stop this advance! Leutnant, you will keep advancing your men to the beaches, and you put fire on those Tommies. Is that understood? »

Oh no. The British. They’ll be killed. All of them.

« Jawohl, mein kommandant! » The Lieutenant gives him a sharp salute, a Nazi salute, then drops off the tank.

Colonel Savage yells, «Wait! » The Lieutenant turns back. « No prisoners. » The Lieutenant nods, then directs his men to run forward.

Of course. The British troopers will be vulnerable evacuating across the channel. You stand there, thinking. You need to do something. Colonel Savage looks down at you, then smirks as he directs his Panzer III down the street, forward to victory.

Not if you have anything to do with it.

> Consult the Ring, you need advice
> Run down to the beaches, you need to warn the British
> Write in