>>35324142
>> Never, you will not back down!
THough are knees are knocking.

>>35324142
>> Never, you will not back down!

>>35324142
>> Run away!
Time to listen to sinestro for once unlike we usually do! better than dying

>>35324142
> Never, you will not back down!

>>35324142
> Never, you will not back down!
> Write in
Form giant fists from outside the zeppelin and pound on the metal and crush Legion inside it.

wheezing: "Beware my power... green lantern's light!"

>>35324142
>Never, you will not back down!
Sinestro will be upset, but we're not abandoning our allies in a fight.

>>35324142
> Never, you will not back down!

>>35324142
>Never, you will not back down!

If we've got a way to contact the core.. now would be the time.

>>35324259
Try using my idea:
>>35324219
We need to kill Legion's mobility. Form the metal into a cage to slow it down so we can setup more attacks

>>35324142
>>35324259 Chaning my vote to support
>>35324219


Hope this works Anon.

Question:

While lantern rings can't affect yellow objects, would it be possible to expose Legion's armor/components to certain chemical agents so that it changes the color, rendering its immunity to the Lantern rings moot?

>>35324369
just throw paint on him

>>35324369
Possible, but I don't see any acid or base around. Unless the Zeppelin's engines...

Or pick up a dead body laying around (there should be plenty) and explode it to paint him in blood.

>>35324142
>Never, you will not back down!

In brightest day, in blackest night, no evil shall escape my sight, ya bastard!

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> Never, you will not back down!

“No!” you scream. “I will not run!” At least, that’s what you want to say, before Legion simply bats you to the side with the back of his hand. You land among a pile of crates. Not the most comfortable thing to land in, especially in your condition, but it is better than nothing. You spit out some saliva that was pooling in your throat and look.

Sinestro, Kilowog, and Tomar-Re charge, green fist constructs held high. Legion simply smashes through them and knocks them aside, except for Kilowog. The mighty pug-faced alien gets into a gridlock with the yellow monstrosity, matching its strength. “In the name of the Green Lantern Corps, I’m gonna pound your sorry cloaca into tomorrow!”

:: YOU FRIGHTEN ME SO, GREEN LANTERN. I AM ON THE VERGE OF SURRENDERING. ::

Hmph. Alien’s got a mouth. Sinestro and Tomar-Re pull girders from the Zeppelin’s hull and then quickly sharpen them up to form makeshift spears. Like the Spartan Warriors of old, they throw them at Legion.

Only for them to glance off the armor, only giving superficial scratches.

“His armor is thick!” says Tomar-Re.

You look around. There must be something. The girders… the hydrogen gasbags.

> Manifest something (Roll 2d20 Will+Shaping Best of three)
> Run away, there’s nothing you can do.
> Write in

>>35324142
"I must have missed your lesson about running away Professeur!"

>>35324494
>> Write in
Look around for paint or dead bodies or something to paint this mother fucker in

>>35324494
> Manifest something (Roll 2d20 Will+Shaping Best of three)
Different tactic. Take the girders, bend them into brass knuckles, and start pounding him blow for blow.

Rolled 13, 2 = 15 (2d20)

>>35324494
>Manifest something (Roll 2d20 Will+Shaping Best of three)
Make a cage out of the girders and hurl him into the gasbags.

Rolled 1, 3 = 4 (2d20)

>>35324494
>>35324562
Forgot roll

>>35324494
>>35324514
seconded

>>35324568
It would be better to compress the gas and focus it into a touch. Otherwise, it would have no effect.

Rolled 11, 2 = 13 (2d20)

>>35324494
> Look for paint or other things to change his color.

Rolled 13, 3 = 16 (2d20)

>>35324494
>Write in
We might be able to use the hydrogen to overheat and cook him inside his own armor.

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>>35324568
>>35324578
>>35324633
this shit right here is why I hate d20

Bravo.

I'm sure Sinestro is impressed.

An idea for everyone in the future, in the future, we should wear a suit of thick, solid plate armor supported by a green lantern hard light undersuit so:

A) We don't lose protection whenever we encounter a yellow enemy.
B) We can physically fight hand-to-hand against strong yellow enemies like Legion. Use the hard light to augment our durability and strength.

>>35324672
If we want an in-story reason, we still haven't recovered from being almost killed.

>>35324660
The problem is that we have a minimum of 6 rolls every time and a crit-trump system, which practically guarantees a crit whenever we try to do something.

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>what we actually conjure up

>hydrogen gasbags.

Let's start a fire.

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> Manifest something

You grab a girder with a construct, then another, and let them form around your hands into brass knuckles. You recover from your liedown and stand up, awkwardly, dizzily. You start at a run, towards Legion and Kilowog. They still press against each other, even grinding each other down into the floor.

You wail, holding your fist up high, then punch Legion in the side.

He barely reacts, looking down at you. You blink, stepping back. The girder knuckles slip out of your fingers and clatter to the floor. He looks back at Kilowog, then headbutts him. “Aargh!” Kilowog holds his head in pain, stepping back. No!

Legion kicks Kilowog. He flies right out of the Zeppelin, leaving a hole.

“Kilowog!” yells Sinestro. Tomar-Re immediately flies out to recover him. Legion looks up at Sinestro, then activates his rocket boots and flies right at him.

You look at your ring. It’s barely glowing anymore. What’s happened!? Why!? You look up, and see Sinestro ducking and flying about with Legion on his tail. He grabs a piece of girder, then smashes Legion up onto a gasbag, trapping him. Legion’s boots still flare, fiery…

> “The gasbags, Professeur!”
> “Cage him up! Quickly!”
> “Run, Professeur, while we still have a chance!”
> Write in

>>35324873
> “The gasbags, Professeur!”

disco inferno, before disco

>>35324873
>“The gasbags, Professeur!”

Oh, the humanity!

>>35324873
>“The gasbags, Professeur!”
We clearly can't hold him and he's not going to stop, at this point it's him or us.

>>35324873
> “The gasbags, Professeur!”

>>35324873
>> “The gasbags, Professeur!”

>>35324873
>> “The gasbags, Professeur!”

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> “The gasbags, Professeur!”

You point up. “The gasbags, Professeur!” Sinestro looks up, then grins toothily. He projects a large knife, then pops the bag right by Legion’s rockets. The hissing sound of hydrogen immediately turns into a jet of flame. Sure enough, Legion is caught in a fiery explosion, disappearing into fire and flame.

Sinestro grabs you and flies out as the other gasbags start igniting. The Zeppelin lurches downwards, fires shooting out of the envelope. It is like the Hindenburg all over again! But Sinestro cradles you as you hover away from it, at a safe distance.

You look up. Sinestro is holding you like a little princess. You smile. “Merci beaucoup, Professeur.”

[1/2]

>>35325302
[2/2]

He looks downward, nodding, his smile gone. “Indeed, it appears again I have to do all the work.” Tomar-Re flies in, a stunned and dazed Kilowog in his willpower grasp. “Tomar-Re. Is Kilowog okay?”

Tomar-Re nods. “Stunned, but it could have been far worse.”

You look around, only a few stray dogfights now. Your heart sinks however, as you see the British cities in flames. Oh no… They made it through. But how!? They couldn’t have had that many planes and pilots.

Sinestro’s ring beeps. He quickly projects a screen, with which a Guardian becomes visible. “Sinestro.”

The Guardian says, “Sinestro. Tomar-Re. You are needed back on Oa. There has been a disturbance that is of the upmost importance.”

Sinestro furrows his brow, glaring at the Guardian. “We just defeated the monstrosity that was murdering Lanterns across the Universe, and now you would have me fix another one of your mistakes-“

“Sinestro.” Tomar-Re interrupts, then looks at the Guardian. Sinestro for now holds his tongue, allowing Tomar-Re to patch things up. “We will return to Oa with all speed.” The Guardian nods, then the screen dissipates. “Sinestro, you must treat the Guardians with more respect.”

“I will treat them with respect when they stop acting like they know everything,” says Sinestro. He looks down at you, still a bit angry. “All of us will return to Oa at once. This should not be too difficult.”

> Wait! I need to stay here.
> As you wish, Professeur.
> Write in

>>35325327
>Wait! I need to stay here.
They took me in when I had nothing and I will repay that kindness.

>>35325327
> As you wish, Professeur.

>>35325327
> As you wish, Professeur.

>>35325327
>> Wait! I need to stay here.
The country is still in danger. At least let us repel this attack before joining you.

>>35325327
> As you wish, Professeur.
He did just save our life, so we might as well obey for once.

>>35325327
> As you wish, Professeur.

I sense a disturbance in the force.

>>35325327
> As you wish, Professeur.
We gonna join yellow right?

>>35325450
I will... Sinestro is the Professeur... Fear defeated our father... so we'll become it's mistress and it will never have a hold over us.

>>35325327
>Wait! I need to stay here.
>>35325362
Supporting this.

>>35325481
The same could be said of Sinestro and the core. The house/Home we have here wasn't given to us... by Londoners.. it was provided by the lantern core.

>>35325450
>>35325477
Nah. Better to overthrow the guardians.

Pausing thread. Will be back in 20-30 minutes.

>>35325525
We're not strong enough to do that. Which is why we'll join Sinestro. Isn't that his eventual goal anyway?

>>35325550
Joining the yellow lanterns would put a bad taste in my mouth at the moment. We really don't believe in the power of fear, we defeated everyone with the force of will.

We'll stand by Sinestro, but joining the yellow lanterns is out of character at the moment.

>>35325327
>Wait! I need to stay here.
This attack was supposed to be prevented by our efforts. We need to try to help.

>>35325327
>>35325400
Seconded. We have been neglecting space duty. Earth is just one planet

>>35325327
> As you wish, Professeur.

>>35325327
>> Wait! I need to stay here.

Back, writing update.

> As you wish, Professeur.

You nod. You look out again at Great Britain. Columns of smoke arise from the coastal cities. “O-okay… Professeur. If you say so.” He lets you go for a second. You’re floating again, that’s for sure, but something appears to be affecting you. You are not sure what, you did recharge your ring this morning.

Tomar-Re nods, then flies up with Kilowog in tow. Sinestro looks down to you, crossing his arms. “I know what you are thinking. This planet is your home, and you must protect it. But understand that as a Green Lantern of an entire Sector, not just one planet, you are responsible for that Sector. This is but a drop in the ocean, a star among millions.”

“I understand…” You still stare out. Atom, Sandman, Doctor Fate, Hour-Man…

Sorry, Justice Society. You will have to wait until this affair is done. You and Sinestro fly up into the stars, for Oa.

…

…

“The Dimensions are being disturbed.”

You, Sinestro, Tomar-Re, and Kilowog stand in the Citadel of Oa, at a council with the Guardians of the Universe. The little blue men look down upon you, with emotionless condescension. Ganthet leads them in explaining the situation. “We have been studying an anomaly that has been disturbing the time-space continuum. This is normal, occasionally the dimensions may collide, but only for a brief few seconds. Easily manageable.”

“Now however, there are more and more of these dimensional tears occurring. It has not yet affected other parts of the Universe, in fact, it appears to be strictly contained to one point at the moment.” A holographic projection of a planet comes up from the center of room. You recognize it however, and instantly your heart sinks. “Earth. Of Sector 2814.”

“This is not your fault, Lantern Berger,” says another Guardian. “We are considering theories as to what is happening. So far, these dimensional tears appeared to be caused by a greater one that we can detect on the planet.”

[1/3]

>>35326379
[2/3]

You raise your hand. “What do these tears do?”

“Simple,” says another Guardian. “Dimensions exist as alternate realities, different timelines, past, present, and future. There is a universe where you exist, where you don’t, and where you will. There is also another universe where you not a Green Lantern, are a Green Lantern, and will be a Green Lantern. Does that answer your question?”

You narrow your eyes. You never were good at this quantum physics, you thought it was all hokie science pishposh. “A little?”

“And these tears,” says Ganthet, “will cause momentary rifts. Buildings may shift, disappear, or even move. People will change into their alternate selves, future selves, or disappear entirely.”

Sinestro nods. “What will you want us to do?”

Ganthet says, “Sinestro. Tomar-Re. Kilowog. You three will investigate this situation. Once you find the original tear, alert us, and we will find a way to close it. Once the tear is closed, the others should close as well. You may leave when ready.”

The four of you bow. “Guardians.”

…

…

>>35326399
“I’m not going?” You walk next to Sinestro hurriedly as he, Kilowog, and Tomar-Re move onto the Central Power Battery. “But why!?”

Sinestro says, “This is a matter of high importance. It is nothing to leave in the hands of someone as inexperienced as you.”

“But I was trained by you, Professeur!” you whine.

“That is not enough,” he growls. You stop in your step. He’s doubting himself? He’s never doubted himself! You run up after him.

“B-But, Professeur! It is my planet!” you say. “I can guide you! I can- I have to-“

He looks down to you. “Listen.” You both stop, letting Tomar-Re and Kilowog continue on. “By all rights, I would like for you to come with me. But this is a dangerous assignment. There is no telling if any of us will come back.”

“I can-“ You bite your lip, stomping. “I can do it! Just- show me something! Give me something! Anything, Professeur!” He sighs. Oh, he is getting frustrated. You hate it when he gets frustrated. “Please, give me a chance!”

Sinestro looks down on you, then says, “No.”

… Oh, your heart.

“I must go,” he says. “Stay on Oa. Find a fellow Lantern to train with. I will be back soon. This business will be wrapped shortly, I am sure.” He moves on, without you.

Your shoulders shake a bit. Sinestro…

And now he’s left you behind. To your planet even!

…

What now?

> Go sulk
> Practice your ring skills
> Go to the Book of Oa
> Write in

>>35326422
>> Go sulk
We're definitely gonna get fired.

>>35326422
>> Go to the Book of Oa

>>35326422
> Go to the Book of Oa

I don't know what this is..

>>35326422
> Go to the Book of Oa

>>35326422
> Write in
Our overreliance without ring almost killed us. Let's find some space metal and make a full plate suit with it. Then practice with it using hard light underarmor to fly and augment our strength and durability. We'll definitely be prepared when we face another yellow enemy...

>>35326443
We didn't return from being kidnapped. So they probably think we're dead.

>>35326443
>>35326445
>>35326456
>>35326473
Does anyone like my idea:
>>35326501
Or I guess no one likes it?

>>35326422
>> Go to the Book of Oa
Sulkily

>>35326622
It's interesting.. but I want to go to the book of Oa.

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>>35326443
To be honest, I think working in a cafe was never a good idea.

A superhero with a secret identity needs a more flexible job. A choose your own hours type job.

Why not something like a war photographer?

>>35326761
I totally agree.

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> Go to the Book of Oa

Oa has one of the largest repositories of information in the universe, if not the largest repository. There, you will find solace in books at your request. You could be reading Robur-le-Conquérant, Maître du monde, or the World Set Free.

But no, that can wait. Although the amazing worlds of books have been your refuge from the schoolyard bully and the things that go bump in the night, you decide that you need to visit something a little more special.

The Guardians of the Universe told you of this one great book, that all Green Lanterns know of when they are inducted. It holds the rules, the prophecies, and the tales of Green Lanterns before you. It is the Book of Oa.

Ganthet hovers over the massive book, which hovers over a green glowing plate. On the cover of it is the massive emblem of the Green Lantern Corps. It is as if the book were a Lantern itself. Well, one could hope.

You two would be amazing friends !

“Ah, Lantern Berger.” Ganthet hovers down to you. “It is nice to see you. Come to consult the book?” You nod. “Ah, which would you like to see? Perhaps a tale of one of our finest Lanterns? Or perhaps you need a refreshing on the Laws.”

> “I need advice.”
> “Show me your greatest Lantern.”
> “What prophecies does the book hold?”
> Write in

>>35326761
It's a good idea, we probably got fired anyway

>>35326761
That's a pretty good idea.

>>35326825
>> “I need advice.”
Por que no

>>35326825
>> “I need advice.”

>>35326825
>I need advice

>>35326825
>> “I need advice.”

>>35326825
> “What prophecies does the book hold?”
Are there any that mention alternate realities?

>>35326825
> “I need advice.”

Also
> “What prophecies does the book hold?”

>>35326828
They probably think we're dead, actually.

>>35327063
Yeah, we got kidnapped and was never seen again.

>>35327063
Its probably for the best really, having that job and maintaining a secret identity was a pain to begin with, we are much better off just being the green lantern and not worrying about our identity which got us captured in the first place

>>35327107
Also, probably inadvertently disprove all rumors that we were green lantern.

>>35327107
So how hard is it to be a Superhero without some sort of civilian identity, anyways? And we're taking into account social life, food, shelter, and other stuff.

>>35327162
We can always be a homeless girl.

> “I need advice.”

You sigh. “Ganthet. I require advice. I mean… Sinestro, Tomar-Re, and Kilowog just left on a mission without me. To my planet!” You pout, puffing your cheeks out. “And that is not fair! At all! I hate it!”

Ganthet gives a little smile. “Oh, trust me, Lantern Berger. I fought hard for you to be included. It made sense for an Earthling to guide the others, no matter the inexperience. But even Sayd did not have confidence in you. It is hard to gain the trust of the Guardians…” He hovers back over to the book, running his hand over a page. “But know that we will in time consider you one of our greatest Green Lanterns, and your tales will be recorded in this book as well.”

You look over his shoulder, still frowning a bit. “That was not advice, Ganthet, I-“

“Take the Green Lantern of Sector 2815. Arisia Rabb, she was much like you. Very young when she joined the Corps, but in time, she grew up and her example is passed onto other Green Lanterns,” he says. He turns another page, apparently ignoring you. The nerve!

[1/2]

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>>35327301
[2/2]

“Ganthet, this-“

“Or the Green Lantern of Sector 2817.”

You sigh. “The Puffball Collective. I am aware, they have the safest sector in the entire Universe because of how diligently it- they protect it. But, Ganthet, this doesn’t-“

Ganthet turns another page, then his eyes widen in surprise. “Oh yes, Rot Lop Fan. The F-Sharp Bell. No concept of light, but of sound instead.” Ah, you can’t even bother anymore. “Ah, are you familiar with Dkrtzy RRR?”

You nod. “I’ve met him actually. He stumped me by how complicated he was.” You place your hands on your hips, glaring at Ganthet. “What does this have anything to do with…”

Ganthet turns back to you. “The Green Lantern Corps is made of many different individuals. They are all great in their own way, and they made it so through their own way as well.” He gives a little smile once again. “Do not take your exclusion from the mission so personally, Lantern Berger. One day, and because it is the business of the Guardians to know these things, you will be one of our greatest Lanterns. A beacon of hope and willpower for others.”

Oh, Ganthet. You shake your head, humbled immensely. “Well… merci beaucoup.”

“Feel free to browse the book,” he says as he begins hovering away. “In the meantime, I believe Greet is serving some delicious food today in the Dining Hall. You are free to attend as well.”

Ugh… you never liked Greet’s food. He cannot replicate anything from Earth. Not even a simple bagel.

> Browse the Book of Oa
> Look around for another Green Lantern to interact with
> Go to the Dining Hall, might as well eat
> Write in

>>35327323
>> Browse the Book of Oa

>>35327323
> Look around for another Green Lantern to interact with

>>35327323
> Go to the Dining Hall, might as well eat

something will happen if we go there

>>35327323
>Look around for another Green Lantern to interact with

>>35327323
>Browse the Book of Oa
Let's see if there is anything useful or interesting.

>>35327323
>Browse the Book of Oa
Who knows what we might find?

>>35327323
>> Browse the Book of Oa

>>35327323
> Browse the Book of Oa

>>35327323

> Go to the Dining Hall, might as well eat

Ask for some salted peanuts and water, you can't fuck up salted peanuts. It doesn't even need any preparation.

>>35327588
You would think that...

Just dropped in, so we're Takamichi Nanoha of 2814, but WWII France?

>>35327627
No, we're some french girl from France.

>>35327627
No, we're an actual GL, there's no magic involved beyond what is already in the DC universe and Lumi doesn't have that

> Browse the Book of Oa

As much as you hate reminding yourself that you are not a great Green Lantern, you decide to flip through the Book of Oa anyway. Might be a good read, unlike say, the Great Gatsby. You shudder, that book is not great at all. If someone wanted to torture you for information, all they’d have to do is read you that accursed novel.

You flip through pages here and there. The Laws of course, bog standard. Protect life and liberty. To protect and serve and all that. You go through famous Green Lanterns, both past and present. Even Professeur Sinestro has an entry, describing him as one of the most vigilant Green Lanterns ever to be inducted.

And yet, you do not have an entry. Oh, even Chaselon has an entry and he is a complete dork!

Chaselon hovers by, waving one of his metallic non-organic tentacle arms. “Hello, Green Lantern Berger! Would you like to share in some liquid refreshments and perhaps exchange stories of our adventures?”

You shake your head. “Sorry, I am busy, Chaselon. Perhaps later.”

“Oh.” His mask visibly droops. “Okay.” He slowly hovers away, his appendages drooping.

[1/2]

>>35327690
[2/2]

You continue searching. Prophecies. Interesting… Blackest Night…

Is completely blank. Huh. Are they revising it or something? Oh well, you shift through another page. Ah yes, the emotional spectrum. Accordingly, the Guardians keep themselves as stoic as Greek philosophers in order to not show weakness. The information on this spectrum however is only cursory, and there is clearly very little actually known about it.

Or if there is, they do not seem to like putting it where anyone can just look it up.

You blink. What is this? The Orange energy… apparently it holds great power to those who can wield it.

You feel something at the back of your head. Some kind of… desire? It would be nice to see if you could wield TWO power rings. Now that could be something.

> Perhaps you should seek out this Orange energy
> Nah, that’s stupid. You can barely wield one.
> Write in

>>35327690
>Great Gatsby

But muh green light.

>>35327710
>> Nah, that’s stupid. You can barely wield one.
Plus you know, green and orange, that's way too citrusy

>>35327710
> Write in
Ask Chaselon if he knows anything about the Orange light?

>>35327710

> Perhaps you should seek out this Orange energy

What could possibly go wrong? I mean, there's no rules against it, so that means it's probably harmless!

>>35327710
> Perhaps you should seek out this Orange energy

>>35327744
Combine orange and green to make puke.

>>35327710
on hand, we might get to meet Larfleeze
on the other, we might meet Larfleeze

> Nah, that’s stupid. You can barely wield one.

I'm not against reading up on it though

>>35327710
> Nah, that’s stupid. You can barely wield one.

Orange is a shit color.

>>35327710
> Nah, that’s stupid. You can barely wield one.
Come on, green and orange? We don't want to be called the Citrus Lantern.

>>35327710
>Perhaps you should seek out this Orange energy
More power to protect that which we cherish? What could possibly go wrong with that?

>>35327710
>> Perhaps you should seek out this Orange energy

>>35327710
>> Nah, that’s stupid. You can barely wield one.

>>35327744
>>35327816

We just have to make the green compliments to the orange and we can be like a halloween lantern! Don't you want one of those?

>>35327710
> Nah, that’s stupid. You can barely wield one.

>>35327710
>Nah, that’s stupid. You can barely wield one.

>>35327710
Nah I don't think orange is a good idea.

>>35327710

>Perhaps you should seek out this Orange energy

The dutch are pretty cool neighbors and have it as their national color, they wouldn't steer us wrong with a shit color, right?

>>35327710
>Nah, that’s stupid. You can barely wield one.

Dual wielding without proficiencies? That's a recipe for disaster.

>>35327710
>> Nah, that’s stupid. You can barely wield one.
what is with all the fags that want us to go evil

>>35328003
Because while it would be a horrible idea, it would also be fun to see how thoroughly we mess up.

>>35328003
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>>35328003

Well, seeking it out isn't the same as instantly going full murderbabies or even being assured we'll get there. This could lead to some fun and adventure, and we don't have to accept what lies at the end of the road.

Besides, what could possibly go wrong?

>>35328029
We become increasingly greedy, steal all the rings, and rule the galaxy with a rainbow fist?

>>35328003
But it's not. Red, Yellow, and Orange are hard to control and easy to corrupt, but they're not straight out evil. The only evil light is Black, and John and Hal both handled it for a bit.

>>35328061
France is known for a certain Emperor. Why not an Empress.

>>35328003
>>35328027
>>35328028
>>35328029
>>35328061
>>35328086
>>35328095
Of all the colors, orange is the most petty and stupid. Yes, you are the most powerful lantern of the universe, but you become so consumed by greed that you spend all your time hoarding literal trash.

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>>35328061

You can't steal something if it's yours.

>>35328003
What's with the guys metagaming? Lumiere doesn't know it'll make her evil-ish.

>>35328135
It's not trash if it's your trash.

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> Nah, that’s stupid. You can barely wield one.

Nah, that’s stupid, very stupid. You can barely wield one ring. Perhaps more training though is what you need. Besides, orange goes horribly with green. You do not want to look like a pumpkin top Lantern.

You shudder. That will be something.

You gently and respectfully shut the Book of Oa. You shake the desire to find this Orange Lantern out of your head. Perhaps another time, but right now, you need to get good with your own ring. The ring that Abin Sur passed down to you. He passed it on to you personally because you were chosen to wield this magical power.

And by God, you will not steer him wrong.

You walk up to a holographic shelf and type in your request. Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Seas by Jules Verne. This requires a good read every now and again. Out of the shelf pops out a first edition copy in mint condition. Très bien!

You sit down upon a comfortable chair, which nearly envelops you with how big it is. You start reading through it…

…

…

“Green Lantern Berger?” You open your eyes. Oh, merde. You must have fallen asleep. Okay, one part of Jules Verne’s books, he does tend to go off in weird tangents. You look over to see… Oh, it’s just Chaselon. “Ah, you are awake!” His mask turns upward in a smile.

You yawn a bit. “Th- thank you, Chaselon.”

He hovers over you. “What are you reading?”

“Oh, it’s Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Seas. Original French by Jules Verne. If you want to read this, read the original French, certain translations get a lot of things wrong.” You smile at him. “Is there something you need?”

He tilts side to side a bit. “I had heard from Guardian Ganthet that you were looking for training. And I think I may know where to find you a trainer!” He looks so proud of himself. But he is just a crystal ball with some synthetic tentacles and a Green Lantern mask.

> “Who is this trainer?”
> “Take me to him then!”
> “It’s not you, is it.”
> Write in

>>35328135

To be honest, all you'd need to do is focus that greed in order to get things done. Lumiere would probably be dorky enough to get greedy for people's gratefulness or admiration or something equally sappy. She's French, after all.

>>35328135
her thought was literally Two rings?! Sounds neat! Not I SHALL CONQUER THE EARTH! NO! THE GALAXY!

Hell if there is info on the pink... whachamacallits she'd love the idea of the principle. Powered by love? That sounds wonderful!

>>35328164
>> “Who is this trainer?”

>>35328164
> “Who is this trainer?”

>>35328164
> “Take me to him then!”

>>35328164
>> “Who is this trainer?”
>Metal Tentacle Lantern has a crush on Lumi
That's great

>>35328164
>> “Take me to him then!”

>>35328135
>I could go for a cheeseburger, or even two cheeseburgers

>>35328164
> “It’s not you, is it.”

>>35328164
>“Take me to him then!”
Let's get right to it!

>>35328212
I think it's kinda cute.

>>35328417
Too bad Lumiere is a racist bigot.

>>35328434
She can't help it, she's French.

>>35328434
It's not like she hates him for being a tentacle ball, Chaselon us just a dork

>>35328473
>He looks so proud of himself. But he is just a crystal ball with some synthetic tentacles and a Green Lantern mask.
Such prejudice. I'm waiting for when Chaselon shows her what he's made of and she feels bad for mocking him and looking down at him. Then she learns how skilled he is with his ring and tentacles.

> “Who is this trainer?”
> “Take me to him then!”

You stand up, excited, grinning. “You have?! That is amazing, Chaselon? Who is it? Take me to him!”

Chaselon waves his tentacle at you. “Now, now, Green Lantern Berger. You must understand. This trainer happens to be very large, and a Lantern of very few words. He does not socialize.”

“Well…-“ You blink. That could cause a few issues. But a new trainer! And a new adventure! That would be extraordinary! It would be like learning the ropes with the likes of Captain Nemo and Robur and Professeur Pierre Arronax! “I do not care, may we see him?”

Chaselon nods. “We can! Follow me, Green Lantern Berger! Our momentum will be difficult to arrest in these circumstances!” He floats off, and you run after him, grinning widely. Soon enough, once you are outside in the city of the Green Lanterns, you take off into the sky.

…

…

[1/2]

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>>35328529
[2/2]

Where is your trainer? You cross your arms, narrowing your eyes.

Chaselon floats up happily, twiddling his tentancles together. “Well, he owed me a favor after I helped him with his fauna’s life cycle being disturbed. But he is one of our greatest Green Lanterns, and I know he will be happy to train you.”

You float in space, looking upon a planet. The planet has a Green Lantern emblem across its surface.

“So…. Where is he?” you ask.

Chaselon blinks, then motions towards the planet. “That’s him. Right there.”

You point to the planet. “He is on the planet?”

Chaselon says, “He is the planet.”

…

“Chaselon, you know you are not good at jokes,” you say bluntly. He mopes a bit.

> GREEN LANTERN CHASELON IS CORRECT.

It booms in your ears, surprising you. What?

> I AM MOGO.

… Mogo the living Planet.

Mother Mary and Joseph, you thought that was a myth! A living math equation you could deal with, but an entire planet! Sweet Jesus Christ!

> I AM HONORED TO ALLOW YOU TO TRAIN ON MY SURFACE, GREEN LANTERN BERGER.

> “You’re a planet?”
> “Thank you, Mogo.”
> “Thank you, Chaselon!”
> Write in

>>35328547
>“Thank you, Mogo.”
>> “Thank you, Chaselon!”
Holy shit this is amazing!

>>35328547
> “Thank you, Mogo.”
> “Thank you, Chaselon!”

>>35328547
>> “Thank you, Chaselon!”
then
> “Thank you, Mogo.”

>>35328547
> Write in
Squeal with glee! This is awesome! I got a planet as a trainer. I will become the best green lantern ever!

>>35328547
> “Thank you, Mogo.”
> “Thank you, Chaselon!”

Holy shit we get to train with a planet

>>35328547
>> “Thank you, Mogo.”
>> “Thank you, Chaselon!”
This is actually great

>>35328547
>“Thank you, Mogo.”
> “Thank you, Chaselon!”

>>35328562
>>35328565
>>35328576
>>35328588
>>35328602
>>35328612
Just doing a poll, how many of you knew about Mogo before GermanSchteel mentioned him?

>>35328547
>> “Thank you, Chaselon!”
You're one step closer to getting her heart, Chaselon, I'm rooting for you.

>>35328630
I know nothing of green lantern. Mogo thing is new.

>>35328630
I saw the movie with him

>>35328630
I knew about him

>>35328630
I did, but only because GL is one of the few comics I bothered to read. I dunno who most of those Justice Society guys are.

>>35328630
i did

>>35328630
I literally know nothing of Green Lantern besides what I've learned from this quest

>>35328630
Who?

>>35328630
I'm from /co/ so yeah.

who wants a free comic book?

http://www26.zippyshare.com/v/55752757/file.html

I hope he don't John Stewart Mogo

>>35328630
I had heard 'the living planet' referenced before, but I couldn't have told you if it was Marvel or DC, let alone a GL thing.

>>35328742
Marvel has a living planet too, EGO, he actually has a face and has tried to hit on Earth before

>>35328732
Let's try super hard to not do that

>>35328732
I'll read this later... are you trying to bribe me to vote red? Because it's working.

> “Thank you, Mogo.”
> “Thank you, Chaselon!”

A planet! Chaselon got you a planet for a trainer! You never believed Sinestro when he told you Mogo was one of the finest Green Lanterns. This is just absolutely astronomically amazing! You hug Chaselon body, surprising him. “Thank you, Chaselon!”

“Ohoho… n-no need to thank me,” he says quickly, his tentacles not knowing what to do in this situation.

You let go of him, and he floats off in a bit of a catatonic stupor. “And you, Mogo. Thank you for allow me to train with you. I promise to be the best student I can be! I can guarantee that!”

> LAND ON MY SURFACE.

You smile at Chaselon again. “Thank you!” You speed off through Mogo’s atmosphere, leaving him in the space dust.

…

…

Mogo’s surface is lush, vibrant, and beautiful. It is like the stories you read of lost worlds, untouched by time and human hands. Where nature is free to just be nature, where the trees grow to be skyscrapers, and the animals as large as tanks, this is Mogo. It is like walking into one of your books.

You happily fall back and land among his soft grass. “Mogo! It is so beautiful here!”

> THANK YOU.

You sit up, letting the cool wind caress your face. “So what shall we do, Mogo? Shall we practice how to create constructs? Or how to imagine more for greater situations?”

> YOU WILL MEDITATE.

… Meditate?

> “Okay!”
> “Why?”
> “Um. No thank you.”
> Write in

>>35328880
>> “Why?”
We're a teenager.

>>35328880
> “Okay!”

>>35328880
>> “Okay!”
Don't argue with the giant planet.

>>35328880
> “Okay!”
You know that thing in every super hero story where the headstrong new kid doesn't want to sit down and think? Let's do the opposite of that. We're gonna meditate the FUCK outta this planet.

>>35328880
> “Okay!”
> “Why?”

>>35328880
>“Okay!”
If the talking planet tells you to do something you fucking do it.

>>35328880
>> “Okay!”
>> “Why?”

>>35328880
>> “Okay!”
Do not question the planet

>>35328880
> “Okay!”

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>>35328846
nah, Red Lantern only gets good when Soule gets the writing duties, and it will end next year since Marvel signed him to a exclusive contract.

RIP in peace Swamp Thing

Blue Lantern synergizes much better anyway.


reading list for v4. Its the most popular and modern one GL canon, and since Geoff Johns can pretty much do what he wants in DC, this is gonna be GL canon for a long long time.

GL Kyle wasn't bad but he pretty much gets shunted off to the side by Geoff Johns. Guy is my favorite though

>But I don't want to read comics!
watch GLTAS, its on netflix and should fill you in enough to get by. (so much potential untapped)


>>35328880
> “Okay!”
> “Why?”

Some Mogo for everybody:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4QZLLcIqW-o
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lu547H94bZ0

> “Okay!”

Well, strange request you suppose. Seems like an Oriental thing honestly, but there is no arguing with a planet. “Okay, Mogo!” You sit down, cross-legged like they do in the pictures, then clasp your hands together and shut your eyes.

Meditate.

…

Meditate.

…

MEDITATE DAMN IT.

…

“Mogo. How long has it been?”

> THIRTY SECONDS.

Wow. You have a shorter attention span than you thought. You sigh, keeping position. All that accompanies you is the wind brushing against you, the grass snaking against it, and the leaves falling from the trees. You feel one leaf fall on your head. That tickles a bit.

Now that you think about it, you actually feel quite relaxed now. It is so peaceful here.

You would like to stay here now.

> GREEN LANTERN BERGER.

Mogo’s godlike voice shakes you from your stupor. “Y-Yes, Mogo!?”

> RECITE THE OATH.

You nod. Right, the oath. You shut your eyes again. “In brightest day,” you whisper. “In blackest night. No evil shall escape my sight.” You feel your willpower washing over you. “Let those who worship evil’s might. Beware my power, Green Lantern’s light.”

> (New mechanic unlocked: If a construct suggested is sufficiently creative and inventive [or hilarious if I find it] your construct is, you will gain a bonus + 10 to both the Will and Shaping Roll, which can cancel out a Critical failure if need be.)

You sigh. You feel like drawing now. You never were good at drawing.

> Continue meditating.
> “Mogo, may I take a walk?”
> “Mogo, tell me about yourself.”
> Write in

>>35329234
>> Continue meditating.

>>35329234
> “Mogo, tell me about yourself.”

Husbandoing a planet? Is such a thing even possible?

>>35329234
>> “Mogo, tell me about yourself.”
Let's learn about Mogo

> (New mechanic unlocked: If a construct suggested is sufficiently creative and inventive [or hilarious if I find it] your construct is, you will gain a bonus + 10 to both the Will and Shaping Roll, which can cancel out a Critical failure if need be.)
Neato

>>35329234
>“Mogo, tell me about yourself.”
Let us learn from its experience.

>>35329234
>> Continue meditating.

>>35329234
> “Mogo, tell me about yourself.”

>>35329268
If this happens, I will fucking laugh.

>>35329268
If anyone can do it...

>>35329333
You mama's so fat...

>>35329333
Yo mama's such a whore/slut...

>>35329234
>> Continue meditating.

>>35329333
So Monsieur Mogo... are you cross orbiting with any certain 'special' planetoids?

Why is the MC such a slut?

>>35329622
French.

> “Mogo, tell me about yourself.”

You smile. “So, Mogo. Tell me about yourself.”

> I AM MOGO.

“… I am aware. So, what do you think makes you special, Mogo?”

> I AM NOT SPECIAL.

“Oh, Mogo.” You look up. This planet is a shy one it seems. “There is something special about you, there is something special about everyone I think. Do not consider it arrogance or vanity, consider it pride, but not the sinful pride, the pride that builds leaders like L’Empereur Napoléon, Alexander the Great, or George Washington. Pride is only a sin when you force it on others.”

> I SEE. I STILL DO NOT CONSIDER MYSELF SPECIAL.

“Really?” you ask. “Why?”

> I AM A GREEN LANTERN. IT IS AN HONOR TO PATROL MY SECTOR. IT IS AN HONOR TO BE A GREEN LANTERN. TO BE A BEACON OF WILL FOR THOSE IN THE DARK.

You nod. “You do not socialize much?”

> I DO NOT SOCIALIZE. MY GRAVITY WOULD DESTROY OA.

“Ah, I see,” you say. “That is a problem. As a Green Lantern, you have served long, yes?”

> CORRECT.

“And you’ve served with distinction.”

> CORRECT.

You giggle a bit. “Heh… you are a planet of very few words, Mogo. I like that.” You stand up, sighing. “Still however, I do not believe my training is going to be all about meditation and spiritualism. I must learn how to control my ring if I am going to be the greatest Green Lantern there is.”

> YOU MAY WALK MY SURFACE. TAKE CARE WHERE YOU TREAD, FOR I ALSO SERVE AS A PRISON FOR SOME OF THE UNIVERSE’S DANGEROUS ELEMENTS.

Ah, that would be a good use for a living planet.

> Move into the forest, on foot.
> Fly around, through the mountains.
> “Lead me to these criminals.”
> Write in

>>35329677
> Fly around, through the mountains.

hopefully of madness. Giant Penguins and Shoggoths ho!

>>35329677
>> Fly around, through the mountains.
Mogo is great

>>35329677
>Fly around, through the mountains.
Let's practice our flight skills a bit.

>>35329677
>> Fly around, through the mountains.
Exploring Mogo's reaches. How lewd.

>>35329677
>> Move into the forest, on foot.
We have been invited to walk his surface.
Let us walk it.

>>35329765
Her HUUUUUUGE... tacts of land.

>>35329677
>Move into the forest, on foot.
Like what >>35329839 said.

>mogo explorin' music

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m5TwT69i1lU

>>35329839
>>35329891
We were invited to walk, so we should walk. It is impolite to act in discordance of our host.

> Fly around, through the mountains.

You lift off his ground and speed off over the treetops and to the mountains. You go over the hills and far away, trekking across his wide untouched landscapes. Everything from his wide open mountains, to his lively oceans and cool clear waters, to his limitless blue sky, is simply amazing. You simply cannot get over it.

You must thank Chaselon again for this chance later.

You fly into his mountain passes, looking downwards, and spotting something. “Mogo, who are they?”

> PIRATES.

A variety of alien creatures, some humanoid, some not, make a meager camp in the stone reaches of his mountains. They sit around fires, chop up meat from the local wildlife, the works. These are pirates? They sure do not look like it.

> THEY WRECKED THEMSELVES UPON MY SURFACE YEARS AGO. I TAKE CARE OF THEM, AND REHABILITATE THEM THROUGH ONE JOB: SURVIVAL.

You blink. “You make them fight to survive?”

> NO. IT IS RELATIVELY EASY TO SURVIVE ON MY PLANET. IT IS UP TO THEM IF THEY WANT TO MAKE IT DIFFICULT.

Hm. You do know quite a few people who do like making things difficult on themselves.

> Go down and speak with the castaways.
> Keep on flying, see what you can see.
> Write in

>>35329677
> Fly around, through the mountains.

>>35330043
>Go down and speak with the castaways.
Let's see how the locals are doing.

>>35330043
>> Keep on flying, see what you can see.

>>35330043
>Keep on flying, see what you can see.
What other wondrous vistas are there to explore?

>>35330043
> Write in
panic about our waitress job we probably lost

>>35330043
>> Keep on flying, see what you can see.
What else, what else

>>35330084
More like how to explain why we disappeared as a Nazi prisoner and reappeared several weeks later.

>>35330170
What next? We explain it away as us being an undercover Allied spy, and being freed by other operatives?

>>35330240
What kind of useless ass spy works as a waitress in the country they're spying for?

>>35330240
Green Lantern rescued me!.. but she dropped me off in Bristol instead of London by mistake!

>>35330302
Is that a Doctor Who reference?

>>35330297
Triple Agent?

>>35330297
Counterintelligence?

>>35330338
I dunno

>>35330297
counterspies are a thing

> Keep on flying, see what you can see.

You fly on over the castaways and proceed on flying through. The binary stars that Mogo is near are high in the sky, giving a twin sun over his surface. You continue flying on through the sky. Blue birds with long tails fly alongside you, chirping and singing to each other.

“Mogo, how do you do that thing, with showing your emblem to be seen from space?”

> THE FORESTS YOU SEE BEFORE YOU ARE GROWN TO FORM IT.

Ah, that is clever. This is a smart planet!

You continue flying over his trees and alongside his birds. His lands are just about endless! There are no cities, no smoke columns of industrialization or war, no… nothing. This is just… It’s so peaceful. Innocent even.

You do not want to sound like a misanthrope, but you hope no one ever settles Mogo’s lands. You blink, wait, there is a smoke column over there! It appears to be coming from that little log cabin in the mountains.

“Mogo,” you ask. “Who lives there?”

> A CASTAWAY FROM AN EXTINCT WORLD. SHE HAS LIVED THERE SINCE SHE WAS A CHILD.

“Ah,” you say.

> Go visit her. Maybe she is lonely.
> “I think I’ve seen all I can see Mogo.”
> Write in

>>35330425
>> Go visit her. Maybe she is lonely.
Why not

>>35330425
>Go visit her. Maybe she is lonely.
Perhaps she too has some wisdom with which to enlighten us?

>>35330425
> Go visit her. Maybe she is lonely.

>>35330425
> Go visit her. Maybe she is lonely.
Let's go talk to the crazy old hermit who probably has no social experience at all. This is a good plan.

>>35330425
> Go visit her. Maybe she is lonely.
Lets go make a new friend.

>>35330425
> Go visit her. Maybe she is lonely.

potential friend or someone to punch

a can't lose endeavor!

>>35330425
>> Go visit her. Maybe she is lonely.
> Go visit her. Maybe she is lonely.

>>35330425
> Go visit her. Maybe she is lonely.

> Go visit her. Maybe she is lonely.

You fly in in front of her door. “Do you mind if I visit her, Mogo?”

> SHE COULD USE MORE VISITORS.

You will take that as a yes. Her humble little log cabin is quite… humble. It is like the Lincoln log cabins you always heard about from America. You knock on the door. “Hello?”

The door opens, revealing a girl not much different from you, save for pale skin and what appears to be a third eye on her forehead. Beneath her dark blue cloak you can spot messy long blonde hair. She smiles at you. “Ah, a visitor. How can I help you?”

You smile back at her. “I am the Green Lantern of Sector 2814. My name is Lumière Berger. I just came by to visit you,” you say.

She grins, all of her eyes squinting in glee. “Oh, fantastic!” she says. “Oh, do come in, do come in!” She waves you inside. You walk into what else but a cozy little one room cabin. A bed, a stove, a little counter, a table, a couch as well. You can also see a longbow and a quiver of arrows resting near the door. She offers her hand. “My name is Puella Ulema Eudora Lilellia Lillia Amandia Marina Arrette Gavette Illette Madora Audora Deldora Oldora Kaydora Ardora Melodius Alvarius Garrusius Illuminus Calcius Arzillius!”

You blink. “Th-… That is an interesting name.”

“Yes, it’s quite short.” She sighs. “If only I had lived on my planet long enough to receive my family name and my titles, but all will be well soon I suppose.” She smiles. “Would you like some soup? I am making some extra for Mogo and it would be splendid for a fellow female- Or at least someone who looks apparently female- to share in it!”

> “Sure!”
> “You know Mogo?”
> “No thank you. I just came to see if you were well.”
> Write in

>>35330726
> “Sure!”

Waifu?

>>35330726
>> “Sure!”

>>35330743
Nope, Heterosexual Life Partner.

>>35330726
>> “Sure!”

>>35330726
> “Sure!”

She eats frog legs, Lumi is game space cuisine

>>35330726
>Three eyes
>Blond Hair.

We just found our Blue Lantern.

>>35330726
>> “Sure!”
Noice, best friend acquired

>>35330726
> "Sure!"
And we have that three-eyed blue lantern that Schteel has posted a picture of before.

>>35330755
>not waifuing the blue lantern

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>>35330726
>Puella Ulema Eudora Lilellia Lillia Amandia Marina Arrette Gavette Illette Madora Audora Deldora Oldora Kaydora Ardora Melodius Alvarius Garrusius Illuminus Calcius Arzillius
>Puella Magi Madoka Magica
Huh.

>> “Sure!”

>>35330743
>Waifu?
Count me in, bro.

>>35330743
meh, rather a Mogo or a Sinestro

>>35330852
And Lumiere is her Homura.

>>35330901
>Sinestro
>waifu

U wot m8?

>>35330901
What, no Kilowog or Chaselon husbando?

>>35330957
Kilowag is married (when his family isn't dead)
Chaselon is a nerd

> “Sure!”

You grin. A chance to try alien delicacy that is not Greet’s cooking. Exquisite! “I would love that,” you say. You sit down in one of her chairs, and to which she goes to her counter and quickly starts pouring a few bowls of piping hot soup. “What did you make the soup out of?”

Because her name is so long, you’ve decided to default to calling her Eudora. And Eudora says, “I hunted a few Mogan hawks for their meat. More meat per pound than any other bird in the galaxy. Also cooked with a few herbs as well, and you are in business!” She grins as she presents you a bowl, then places a bowl on the windowsill. “Have some soup, Mogo!”

> THANK YOU.

A vine reaches up from the ground outside of the cabin, then takes the soup. You stare weirdly at it as it simply tips the bowl over and drenches the ground in soup. Eudora asks, “Is it good?”

> YES.

She giggles a bit, taking her own bowl and sitting down across from you. You take a sip of the soup as well-

Oh oh jeez- This- Oh jeez. Oh your throat, feels like it is burning. Your tongue is melting. She smiles at you. “Like it?”

> “Could be better.”
> “It’s a little spicy.”
> Nod.
> Write in

>>35330852
http://youtu.be/LHkDVtpYnpQ?t=2m30s
There we go.

>>35328503
I know it's, like, 2 hours ago that I'm responding to this but speaking of rings and pleasure, could Lumi theoretically (she shouldn't - I'm not trying to make this a smut quest in the slightest) create constructs of various phalic objects for her own purposes?

>>35330726
>“Sure!”
> “You know Mogo?”

I assume we can speak to our Planetfu through the ring's power, but I'm wondering how she can. Blue Lantern?

>>35330989
> “It’s a little spicy.”

>>35330967
and a crystal thing

>>35330989
> “It’s a little spicy.”
Is this the part where we learn that eating food meant for an entirely different species is probably a very bad idea?

>>35330989
> “It’s a little spicy.”

>>35330989
>> “It’s a little spicy.”

>>35330989
>> “It’s a little spicy.”
Just a bit

>>35331005
Fuck, I was much too late to post that. Anyway:

>>35330989
>“It’s a little spicy.”

> “It’s a little spicy.”

You exhale greatly. “Ha… It’s… It is slightly spicy, oui?”

Eudora sips up the entire thing in one go, then exhales. She looks at you confusedly. “Is that so? This soup is normally really mild. You must not be one for soup I suppose. Will you be visiting again?”

You shrug. “Maybe?”

She smiles again, placing her bowl in her lap and leaning forward to give you greater attention. “Then perhaps I can make you something a little more mild then I suppose. Perhaps melon slices with a dash of tylyrian herbs.”

“That’d be nice,” you say. You look around. “So you live here all by yourself?”

“Correct!” She looks out the window, at Mogo’s wide range of landscape. “I landed here after my planet was doomed from a star going supernova. Many of people took ships and personal escape capsules to flee. I was one of them who take a personal capsule, when I was a child. My family could not afford to ride on a ship, but they promised me they would come find me as soon as they could.”

“Ah,” you say. “How long ago was that?”

Her smile fades a bit. “Thirteen years.” Her smile perks up again. “But I have not lost hope. I am sure they are looking for me still. Mogo does tend to move around a lot. Is that not right, Mogo?”

> CORRECT.

“Mogo has taken care of me ever since I landed on his surface,” she says. “He’s provided me company and friendship through my brightest days and blackest nights.”

> “Well, I must go, Eudora.”
> “I am sure your family is still looking for you, Eudora.”
> “Your family is probably dead.”
> Write in

>>35331261
> “I am sure your family is still looking for you, Eudora.”

She made it out, others making it isn't impossible

>>35331005
Blue and green lanterns together supercharge their constructs.

Super-dildos

>>35331261
>> “I am sure your family is still looking for you, Eudora.”
Probably

We could look it up even

>>35331261
>“I am sure your family is still looking for you, Eudora.”
If the odds aren't zero, then they will reunite with her eventually. This is DC after all.

>>35331261
> “I am sure your family is still looking for you, Eudora.”

>>35331261
> “I am sure your family is still looking for you, Eudora.”

>>35331261
Wait a moment. If this is Blue Lantern Saint Madoka, does that mean there is a Star Sapphire Homura?

Her: AI YO

>>35331302
Death by dildo.

>>35331261
>> “I am sure your family is still looking for you, Eudora.”

She's a lantern of hope, but even they need some reassurance sometimes, I suppose.

>>35331302
No more lonely nights when you can construct the ultimate pleasure-giving thing you can think of.

>>35331443
I wonder if it forms a positive feedback loop?

>>35331310
Star Sapphire Homura probably jump through the multi-dimensional tear on earth.

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>>35331360
Shit, didn't even think of that. It'd make so much sense.

Do it do it do it do it.

Red Lantern Kyoko and Green Lantern Sayaka when? Also, Homucifer is a black lantern

>>35331505
>I wonder if it forms a positive feedback loop?
>positive
>hope
ohcarlos.jpg

But yeah, I'd imagine so.

> “I am sure your family is still looking for you, Eudora.”

“Eudora, I am sure Mogo has told you this countless times, but I think your family is still out there looking for you. They will find you one day.”

Eudora smiles. “That will be lovely!” She claps her hands together, giggling. “I will make them a warm dinner with some roast boar and a glass of Mogan wine! We will celebrate that day when they come home to me, and all will be well!”

You nod. “Yeah, well-“

Your ring beeps. Huh?

“Oooh… Green Lantern affairs!” She stands up, taking her bowl and slipping away. “I should go. This must be a private call.” She quickly grabs her bow and quiver of arrows before leaving the cabin. Why did she take the bowl with her?

Ah, whatever. You answer the ring. “Hello?”

“Lantern Berger. This is Salaak.” Ah, Monsieur Salaak. He sounds… sad. Oh, right. Ch’p. The poor man. “You are needed back on Earth.”

“Earth? Why?”

“Sinestro’s Ring has activated its distress transponder, and we have no signs of Tomar-Re and Kilowog’s rings on the system either. It appears they have just up and… disappeared. The Guardians want you to go back to Earth and investigate. They insist you bring along a fellow Green Lantern as well.”

You nod. “Alright.” Well, you suppose this is now a two-man job. But who to go with? Chaselon is a dork, Mogo is… Mogo so he is out of the question. You could ask Monsieur Salaak but… eh…

> Go by yourself.
> Take Chaselon
> Take Salaak
> Take both Salaak and Chaselon
> Write in

>>35331545
Shit, let's not open the black lantern can of worms. Then it gets crazy complicated.

>>35331443
And that's where I come in.

Another idea for the pile.

>>35331615
> Take Chaselon

>>35331615
> Take Chaselon

He's a complete dork, but he seems to be a good person and a reliable lantern. Let's bring him along.

>>35331615
>> Take Chaselon

So wait.
They send three of their best but refuse to let the newbie protect her home due to "It's too dangerous", and when they fail they send the newbie in with a single other lantern.
Man, the assholes in charge are retarded

>>35331615
> Take Mogo
NOTHING CAN GO WRONG

>>35331615
>> Take Chaselon
I guess

>>35331615
> Take both Salaak and Chaselon
Crap, I don't know any other Lanterns. I would take Aya, but I'm not sure she exists in this universe.

>>35331615
>> Take both Salaak and Chaselon
The more the merrier, really. It's best to have folks to cover your back. Too bad we can't take Blue Lantern Archer Madoka.

>>35331628
If the quest goes on for long enough, I'm sure we'll get to Black Lanterns eventually.

>>35331642
Go right ahead, anon. I was thinking of writing one myself, eventually, and pastebinning it in smut quest general but you're totally welcome to as well.

>>35331615
> Take Chaselon

>>35331671
No, that's perfectly accurate. Half the time, the bad guys exist because of them.

>>35331671
Yeah, the Guardians aren't exactly the most competent guys out there.

>>35331671
>Man, the assholes in charge are retarded.

Pretty much everything you need to about every guardian not named Krona,Sayd, or Ganthet

> Take Chaselon

You sigh as you walk out of the cabin. “Mogo, don’t go anywhere.”

> I AM A PLANET.

“Okay, fair point,” you say. You are going to regret this, but you do not know any other Lanterns except for the living math equation. And you do not feel like getting another headache trying to understand how he works. You bring your ring up. “Green Lantern Berger to Green Lantern Chaselon. Do you copy?”

“Yes, this is Green Lantern Chaselon. Green Lantern Berger, do you require my assistance? It would be nice to see you again!”

You nod. “Oui, oui. Please meet me in Earth’s atmosphere. Sinestro, Tomar-Re, and Kilowog have gone missing and we must find them.”

“Deplorable! Then we shall find them, Green Lantern Berger! You can count on Barrio III’s dullest shelled warrior!”

“That is nice, Chaselon. Just go.” With that, the ring clicks. It seems like he is on his way. You look down at Mogo’s surface. “Mogo, I am sorry but our training must be cut short. Thank you for your time however. Tell Eudora I am going to be gone for a while.”

> YOU ARE ALWAYS WELCOME UPON MY SURFACE, GREEN LANTERN BERGER.

With that, you blast off into the sky.

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>>35332093
[2/2]

…

…

“Ah, hello, Green Lantern Berger!” Chaselon flies alongside you as you descend down to Earth. “It is nice to rejoin you again!” He twiddles his tentacles once again, his mask smiling at you. “Our mission to recover our lost Green Lanterns should go swimmingly! Don’t you-“

You stop him. “Wait.” You look closely at London.

… This is not your London. It looks so…

Futuristic.

You and Chaselon fly down into an alley, looking around. It looks so untouched by the War. What happened?

“It must be one of those Dimensional tears the Guardians warned us of,” says Chaselon. “We should stay alert. There is no telling if one us could cease to exist at any time. And I would not want you to cease to exist, Green Lantern Berger.”

You nod. “Thank you, Chaselon.” You walk down the alley, where to go from here?

> Seek out the Justice Society.
> Search for the lost Lanterns.
> Write in

>>35332115
>> Seek out the Justice Society.
They should know all the happenings right?

>>35332115
>> Seek out the Justice Society.
Gotta find out what happened in our absence.

>>35332115
>> Seek out the Justice Society.

It doesn't matter if we mess up anything in "our timeline" we'll just make a timeline where it isn't messed up.

>>35332115
> Search for the lost Lanterns.

>>35332115
>Seek out the Justice Society.
We need all the help we can get.

>>35332115
> Seek out the Justice Society.

Bad future is go?

>>35332093
>>35332115
> Seek out the Justice Society.
Maybe they know something about contemporary London we don't know, and it could help us with the search.

>It would be nice to see you again!”
>And I would not want you to cease to exist, Green Lantern Berger.”
Too nice, we're gonna friendzone him so hard, unfortunately. I'm sure those tentacles could be useful for something

>>35332226
Probably just regular future

>>35332115
> Seek out the Justice Society.

>>35332115
> Seek out the Justice Society.

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> Seek out the Justice Society.

You motion Chaselon over. “Come on, I know some people.” Chaselon hovers over, trailing behind you. This is probably going to look weird. Maybe you can just convince random bystanders that this is simply a costume and that Chaselon is a very complex robot.

That will be harder to explain than just saying, “he is an alien.”

You walk out into the street. A few random passerbys notice you. Their fashion certainly does not look too different. Perhaps you are not that far head into the future. The cars as well look a bit boxier but… nope. That is about it. You grab a newspaper and check the date.

> September 1992

Huh. That is not so bad. You check further on the news though.

> Justice Brigade kills the Joker.

… Who the heck are those people?

“Psst.” You look over to see- Monsieur Atom! “Hey!” He is as short as ever, in his costume and everything. “Get over here!”

You and Chaselon run over. “Monsieur! It is good to see you!” Now that you think about, you realize you’re actually standing eye to eye with him. Is he really that short?

“Well, good to see you too,” he says venomously. “First you run off to fight Vandal Savage, then you disappear, then suddenly it’s decades into the future!” He grips his belt, the buckle of which glows blue. “I’ve been keeping myself from fading out of existence with this thing me and Hour-Man built. Can’t say the same for the rest of the Society.”

Oh no… You shake your head. “Monsieur, I am so sorry-“
“Save it,” he says. He looks over at Chaselon. He points his thumb to him. “What the hell is this glitter ball thing?”

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>>35332718
[2/3]

“Monsieur, I am so sorry- But my duties-“

“Save it,” he says. “Jeez, I said it once, I won’t say it again. Look, I saw your other Green Lantern buddies get sucked into another Tear. I assume you’re looking for them.”

You nod. “They were looking to shut the original Tear, close that and all the rest resets. Do you have any idea where it might be?”

“Probably Savage,” he says. “He manages to pull all these resources from nowhere to invade Britain, we thought he was just doing some time-travel stuff. Nope, instead he rips holes in reality to bring other stuff in. Now we’re dealing with reality trying to patch itself up without knowing how.”

Ugh… This is giving you a headache. “Monsieur, do we have any way of accessing a Tear?”

He shrugs. “We’d need to consult someone who was sucked out of their time. But these are random occurrences and it’s not like someone’s just going to fall out of the sky.”

Suddenly, a hole warps open above you all. Chaselon pushes you out of the way as a man in a pure black costume falls right out of it falls right into his tentacles. “Lantern Berger, are you okay?”

You nod, quickly standing up. “Thank you, Chaselon.” You look down at the man. “Who is that?” He groans, sitting up. Wait, you recognize that cowl. But- It looks so futuristic. And… tight. Oh, jeez. “Um… Batman?”

He blinks, looking at you. “Who are you?”

>>35332718
Oh fuck..my kingdom for a transdimensional space treadmill

>>35332742

hyyyype

>>35332742
Shit be getting weird.

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>>35332742
> Missing from the second post.

> Chaselon smiles with his mask, floating a tentacle over to him. “I am Green Lantern Chaselon! It is nice to meet you, Atom!”

> The Atom shakes it. “Good call on the mask, just in case someone from this planet that have never seen an alien in their lifetime recognizes you.” Chaselon worriedly touches at his mask, frowning. The Atom looks back at you. “Now listen, kid. The Justice Society is over. Faded right out of existence before my eyes.”

[3/3]

You all look up, the Tear is closing.

“Oh shit! Get through it!” yells Atom. Chaselon tosses Batman back up through the tear. You grab the Atom with a construct hand and toss him up through it as well. Then you and Chaselon finally fly up right through it.

And find yourself right on top of a building. You look around. Okay, now THIS is futuristic.

Batman stands up, rubbing his head as he looks at a short man in a colorful costume and two Green Lanterns, one of which is a teenage girl and the other a glittering ball alien. “Okay,” he growls. “Would someone mind explaining to me what is going on?”

> “You explain first. Where are we and who are you?”
> “I am the Green Lantern.”
> “You’re not Batman!”
> Write in