>>36161918
[2/2]

You nod. “Oui, but…” You wave away some of the green smoke she puffs out as she smokes. When did you learn to smoke? “What about the Corps? How did Legion happen?”

“Simple, he gathered the Manhunters, then attacked Oa in force,” says Grande-moi. “Other allies as well supported him, I believe the Red Lanterns themselves even supported the effort with ships and manpower. It was terrible, simply terrible. I was not there myself, I was busy on Earth with Clarissa, but when we learned the news…” She sighs. “We did not know what to do.”

You nod. “So… not only do I have to make sure FDR does not get assassinated,” you say. You have to compile this all at once. “I have to make sure Legion fails in his attempt to destroy Oa.”

“That goes without saying,” she says.

“And another thing, how did Sinestro return?” you ask.

She tilts her head, looking up to the ceiling. “I am unaware. He arrived sometime in the month before Legion invaded Oa, with a yellow ring, and a whole new Corps behind him. I’m sure you’ve seen his accomplices, Arkillo especially.”

You nod. “He looks like Kilowog.”

“Indeed,” she says. She conjures up a clock to look at. “We have not much time. Per Degaton still has the time machine and we must recover it if we are to save the timeline. Oui?”

> “I need more information. All of this could save the Green Lantern Corps.”
> “Let us go find him then.”
> “As long as we do not go with Sinestro.”
> Write in

>>36161925
> “I need more information. All of this could save the Green Lantern Corps.”

ya gotta be specific with time travel shenanigans, misunderstandings are just killer.

Did you like my request Decu did Schteel?

>>36161925
>> “Let us go find him then.”

>>36161925
>> “Let us go find him then.”
Yes we have stop this tragedy from happening

>>36161959
It was very interesting.

Please stop, it's making me ship LumixSinestro and I DON'T WANT TO.

>>36161987
what do you ship?

>>36161925
> “I need more information. All of this could save the Green Lantern Corps.”
Give us the cliff notes version. We don't need to know the fluff, just the important stuff of when/where/why.

> “Let us go find him then.”

>>36161987
the first GL (Alan Scott) married one of his villains and had kids, before DC turned him gay.

>>36161925
>“Let us go find him then.”

>>36161987
I know that feeling. Somehow the images make it funny rather than creepy which is what it should be.

>>36161987
Stay strong Schteel

>>36161987
in my defense, I asked Decu to do slutty Lumi hitting on Dick Grayson OR LumiXSinestro.

I let Decu CHOOSE

>>36162085
wait are we talking about the cumshot drawing he did

>>36162085
Why would assume he would choose anything else?

>>36162134
the only real question about that pic is reverse cowgirl or doggy style?

>>36162180
from the angle of the drawing I would say doggy

>>36161987
>>36162085
>>36162134
>>36162206
Can someone post the pic?

>>36162224
and get banned?

its in Schteel's twitter feed

>>36162224
It got deleted from the drawthread so I ain't risking it.

>>36162224
http://i.imgur.com/VxbWXnZ.png

>>36162035
I still found it creepy regardless.

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> “Let us go find him then.”

You sigh, standing up steadily and nearly whacking your head on a pipe overhead. “Fine, fine. Let us go, you can tell me more about this timeline as we go by. But we find Degaton and we resolve this quickly. Oui?” She nods, smiling at you. “Good, good.” You cross your arms. “So what is the plan?”

Grande-moi starts leading you out of her room and out into the hissing boiler works of the Secret Society’s headquarters. She says, “Per Degaton’s rendezvous is at one of Vandal Savage’s headquarters here in New York, or as he calls it City 222. He is to wait for Monsieur Vandal Savage there for further orders.”

You nod, passing on by a pair of heroes as they walk and talk. “So where does Savage fit in?”

“Our Martian friend was trying to probe his mind, he was at it for the past few hours while you were out. So far he has been resilient.” You both pause outside of a door, where you can hear the torturous screams of Vandal Savage from the inside. Oh God, what are they doing to him!? “We are doing our best.”

You narrow your eyes. “Are you torturing him?”

“Oui.” She nods. “The Martian could not penetrate his mind, so Thaal decided to give it a try.” She says that as if this is the most normal thing in the world. “Is something the matter with that?”

> “No, it’s fine.”
> “You can’t torture people, that’s unlike a Lantern.”
> Write in

>>36162286
> “No, it’s fine.”
we have no satisfactory alternative to offer.

>>36162286
>“You can’t torture people, that’s unlike a Lantern.”
Furure-Lumi is just an avalanche of disappointments.

>>36162286
>> “You can’t torture people, that’s unlike a Lantern.”

>>36162286

> “You can’t torture people, that’s unlike a Lantern.”

>>36162286
>“You can’t torture people, that’s unlike a Lantern.”
Future Lumi needs to tone down the edge

>>36162286
>> “You can’t torture people, that’s unlike a Lantern.”
People in the future are always a shit

>>36162286
>...I cannot condone that, but you have lived a harder future than my present. Even if you don't admit it, I know it must pain you. I promise when we have set this right, that I will not compromise my morals like you have been forced to.

>>36162286

> “No, it’s fine.”
"I am just still in shock about how fat I got "(poke her tummy)

>>36162286
> “You can’t torture people, that’s unlike a Lantern.”
> write in
Let me talk to savage

>>36162343
This.

> “You can’t torture people, that’s unlike a Lantern.”

You glare at her a bit. “Grande-moi. You cannot just torture people. That is unlike a Lantern. In fact, I saw you kill those soldiers back there a little while ago. What happened?”

“A lot of things,” says Grande-moi. “With the threat of Legion looming even and the Red Lanterns coming in, the Guardians rescinded the universal law of not taking a sentient life.” A pit forms in your stomach. Oh no. “It was obviously not enough, but we now at least are not restricted to non-lethal force. We can now kill those we see fit.”

You nod. “A final solution to a solvable problem.”

“I will not debate with myself, I am sure I will lose,” she says. You both look to the door. “Anyway, we are trying to probe Savage’s mind in order to gauge the strength of the headquarters garrison, and if we are lucky, perhaps even the exact location of Degaton himself.”

“Right,” you say. “So where do I fit in?”

“We will assemble a team to strike. We’ll cause diversions all over the city while the Strike Team takes it to the headquarters, and finds the time machine. We hijack it, then we send you back. Simple as that. I will lead one of the diversionary teams, along with Thaal, but you will go with Arkillo and Red Tornado.”

You blink. “Red Tornado? She’s alive?”

Grande-Moi pauses. “Um, well-“

[1/2]

>>36162654
[2/2]

:: GREETINGS! ::

You both flinch backwards as hovering robot flies up behind you both. It is a robotic version of the Red Tornado you know, except instead of legs or even hips, there stands some sort of rocket propulsion device keeping her floating in the air. The cooking pot helmet has been retained, with a few bullet holes worryingly scaring it near the glowing blue eyes.

:: I AM RED TORNADO! AM I TO ASSIST YOU TODAY, GREEN LANTERN? ::

You look at Grande-moi. “What.”

“I may have uh… gotten lonely without her company and well…” She motions to Red Tornado II. “I rebuilt her.”

> “Interesting way of rebuilding her.”
> “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Rouge.”
> What
> Write in

>>36162663
> “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Rouge.”

>>36162663
>Tear up
> “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Rouge.”

>>36162663
>“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Rouge.”
Fuck this future so hard.

>>36162663
>> “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Rouge.”
>The cooking pot helmet has been retained, with a few bullet holes worryingly scaring it near the glowing blue eyes.
Make a note to get her a decent helmet when we get back

>>36162663
> “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Rouge.”

Mental note: do not become like creepy, Sinestto snogging Grande-moi. Building robots is pretty cool though.

>>36162683
This, please, ah jeeze this future SUCKS

>>36162663
> “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Rouge.”
So many reasons to go back and make sure this future NEVER happens.

>>36162727
At least its not Future's End bad future

>>36162760

It should be plenty of incentive to train to be a better GL. Like training DBZ style. And if anyone tells us that we're taking this too seriously, all we ned to do is think about future Lumi and Sinestro.

>>36162663
>>36162683
Yes.

>>36162683
Supporting

Also, we should ask how did we fall in love with Sinestro. There has to be a story behind that.

>>36162857
We get all foreboding and serious. Ends justify the means. future Lumiere is horribly disturbed when we make our way to leave.

> “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Rouge.”

You take Red Tornado II’s hand and shake it, smiling sadly. Oh, you can’t cry now, the poor girl. “It is nice to meet you, Rouge.”

Red Tornado happily says, :: WE ARE MOST DELIGHTED TO BE UNDER YOUR COMMAND, GREEN LANTERN. I LOOK FORWARD TO THE FIGHT. :: Her eyes flash red. :: AND TO SLAUGHTERING NAZIS AND WATCHING THEIR CITIES BURN! ALL WILL PERISH UNDER THE STORMS AND THE MIGHT OF RED TORNADO! :: Her eyes flash blue again. :: WILL YOU LIKE SOME TEA? ::

You look over to Grande-moi. “She’s not perfect,” she says.

“Clearly,” you say. “But she will do.”

“Right.” She points to the door with her thumb. “I will oversee the interrogation. Perhaps you would like to integrate yourself with Arkillo and the rest of the Secret Society perhaps. I will call you when we are ready to go.” She opens up the door and shuts it behind you.

You look at Red Tornado II. “PERHAPS SOME MUSIC TO ACCOMPANY- :: Her eyes flash red :: OUR VALIANT CRUSADE OF BLOODLETTING AND DESTRUCTION OF THE EVILS OF VANDAL SAVAGE’S REGIME :: Her eyes flash back to blue.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t314wo05ElI

> Go find Arkillo, might as well get to know him.
> Wander around the Secret Society’s base
> Wait for Grande-Moi
> Write in

>>36162983
>> Wander around the Secret Society’s base
Let's see who's around and avoid the yellow lanterns like a plague

>>36162983

> Wait for Grande-Moi
>Resume vomiting in bucket

>>36162983
>Wander around the Secret Society’s base

>>36162983
>Go find Arkillo, might as well get to know him.
>Wander around the Secret Society’s base

Why not both? He's probably hanging around somewhere secluded unless he's one of the more socially adept YLs. Might have to go around the base to find him anyways.

>>36162983
>Wander around the Secret Society’s base
Also keep an eye out for anything ...off never know if something is on the path to a huge explosion or something

>>36163009
Lets do this. Even I feel like throwing up

>>36162983
> Write in
Fuck it, just pay with Schteel

>>36163290
>Schteel
Shit is he even here?

>>36163310
He was next to our bed

>>36163310

He was mentioned in the OP. He's an old doggie now and much less energetic.

>>36163290
I wonder if he ever became a blue lantern, where are they actually

>>36163360
The Blue Lantern Corps was the first victim of Legion's conquests after Oa. They were wiped out to a man.

>>36163360
Destroyed with Mojo

>>36163382
I guess they were are kind of an easy target without anyone helping them out

>>36163398
Hope without will is powerless

> Wander around the Secret Society’s base

The Secret Society as it is called is a mixed group of both heroes and villains, all united under the banner of fighting Savage’s regime. You see a lot of familiar faces from the newspapers. You see the shadow of what appears to be the Joker stark against the light with the silhouette of the Batman. Huh, so those two are working together these days, that’s quite interesting.

You also see STRIPE, resting against a crate, Stargirl curled up in his arms napping. Aw, that’s cute. You probably shouldn’t disturb them.

You cross your arms as you keep on wandering through. Everything seems calm it seems. Red Tornado II floats up alongside you, happily playing music. At least she seems as bubbly as her human counterpart.

“You there!” You pause in step. Someone calling you? You look over to see the giant alien Arkillo marching up to you. People quickly disperse and run away in his presence as he snarls. Oh boy, oh boy. “Green Lantern! I have been looking for you!”

You blink. “Oh, really?” He stops just short of you, looking down on you, growling and snarling.

Oh, you really want to go right now.

“I have been told I was to be under YOUR command. I will not serve such a petulant little child!” he snarls.

> “Yeah, sure, you can command.”
> “Nope, you serve me.”
> Write in

>>36163529
> Write in
Excuse my German, but who the hell are you?

>>36162983
>> Wander around the Secret Society’s base

>>36163529
>“Nope, you serve me.”

>>36163529
>I am stronger than you would give me credit, Arkillo, and besides, am I not the apt pupil of your own Corpse leader? Show some respect.

>>36163529
> you know there's like two of us, right.
And I'm just the other one from the past.

>>36163529
>“Nope, you serve me.”
Suck it. Not Killowog.

>>36163529
>> “Nope, you serve me.”
That sounds like a personal problem, you should fix that before we head out

>>36163529
"petulant, that's a pretty big word you sure you know what it means? cause from were I am standing YOUR the one acting like a child. "

>>36163581
Oh yeah, we should make sure he's not confused

>>36163573
>>36163529
this

>>36163529
Tell me your ring operates on fear right? So what were I to do if I made you fear me? Would you work better or would you flicker and sputter out before slinking off like a cowar?

Is it just me, or is anyone else imagining Arkillo talking with Kevin Michael Richardson's voice?

>>36163692
>Kevin Michael Richardson'
Now that I've googled him. Yes.

> “Nope, you serve me.”

You try your darndest to glare back up at him. “No, nope. You serve me, Arkillo! That’s the law and you’ll like it!” Arkillo puffs, snorting air into your eyes and nearly blind you. Oh, your eyes! That’s disgusting. “Ugh, you little-!”

“There is only one person in this universe I willingly serve, and that is Thaal Sinestro.” He stomps his foot, projecting up heavy armor around his Yellow Lantern uniform. “You are not Thaal Sinestro.”

You nod. “Clearly.” The other heroes and villains all gather to see what’s going on.

“I will break you, and make you fear me! I am ARKILLO!” he screams. You nearly barrel backwards from the sheer force of his voice. Okay, you can see why people are scared of him.

Ugh, you got some flecks of his spittle on your face!

> “Let’s not fight.”
> “Fine, you can lead. See if I care you little goon.”
> Write in

>>36163847
>Write in
Do we know where his species keep their genitals, because this guy needs a kick in the dick.

>>36163847

> “Let’s not fight.”

>>36163847
He works off fear right?
Laugh at him.

>>36163847
Headbutt him.

>>36163847
>You don't have a choice

>>36163847
> Write in
Know what, you are not even worth it. You are only like the fourth most disgusting thing today.

>>36163847

I fought your master and crushed him and his puppet regime on his own home planet. If I didn't bow to him, what makes you think that I'll bow to you?

>>36163847
>>36163917
>>36164063
Laugh at him and insult him

>>36163847
>Ha is that all you have? Do you really think I will cower underneath something so vulgar as a roar in my face? Non! I shall not, when my people were presucuted under English monarchy we fought, we died but we still fought, when the Germans invaded our borders we went into hiding fighting with all our might to see that we would overthrow a tyrant.

I. Will. Not. Bow. To. You.

>>36163847
"the only thing I fear about you is your poor hygiene"

>>36164205
tha'ts extra harsh coming from the french

> Write in

You giggle a bit. “Hehehehe!” You cross your arms as the giant alien beast roars at you. He stops once he realizes you don’t seem particularly intimidated. You are actually, you’re actually just laughing as a nervous reaction because you’re scared to hell and back but he doesn’t need to know that. You start laughing harder. Red Tornado II rotates her head to you, then to Arkillo, then begins laughing robotically as well.

:: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. ::

Arkillo growls. “Stop laughing!” he roars. “I AM ARKILLO!

:: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. :: You and Red Tornado II keep laughing at him. He roars in frustration, swiping at some crates and bashing some pipes together. All you can do is laugh harder at him and hope he doesn’t smell your fear.

Grande-moi and Sinestro walk in. “What’s going on here?” says Sinestro.

Arkillo stops his raging to look at Sinestro. “Sinestro, you insult me by letting me be subservient to this little version of your Green bitch!”

Grande-moi narrows her eyes, pulling up her ring. “Pardon?” Sinestro places his hand upon her chest, stopping her. She rolls her eyes, stepping back.

“Arkillo, they are both quite capable, I can assure you,” says Sinestro. “Especially since she has laughed in your face even with the great fear in her heart.” Arkillo and Sinestro glare at you, and immediately you step behind Red Tornado II. “You will serve her.”

Arkillo huffs. “Very well.”

Grande-moi announces, “I’d advise we all get ready. We leave in thirty minutes.” You assemble into a group and start walking down the corridor. “Petite-moi, once you get through and back to your time. Do not kiss Robin.”

You blink. “Huh?”

“Robin is the distraction that cost me my alertness in saving FDR,” she says bluntly. “You are to refuse his advances, and once Vandal Savage comes in, do as you will. Do you understand?”

> “Yes.”
> “I can’t just leave poor Robin like that.”
> “No.”
> Write in

So, we need to both stop the assassination of the president and find a way to stop Legion. Knowing him, he'll probably be smart enough to put a bunch of yellow shit on his Martian Manhunters, so what are we going to do about that particular spot of trouble? Green Lantern rings aren't particularly efficient against that and I doubt we'll have enough blue going around for everyone. The Red Lanterns being against us too kind of limits our options. So that leave us with...

Yellow, Orange and Violet, just about?

>>36164363
> “Yes.”
Surely we can save FDR, then get back to the kissing. I mean, how badly can stopping to save the president kill the mood?

>>36164363
> “Yes.”
Seems reasonable enough. Not like we're going to totally shut down any chance of romance, but being a bad enough chick to save the president is a little more important than sky high smooches.

>>36164363
>“Yes.”
Then back to Robin immediately afterward.

>>36164363
>> “Yes.”
But only until Savage is apprehended, then we kiss Robin again

Lumi is lucky, she get's two first kisses

>>36164363
>“Yes.”
kiss Robin afterword

>>36164363
> Write in
His advances? Oh, right, yes, *his* advances. Yes, I'll resist.

>>36164425
>>36164435
>>36164459
>>36164471
>>36164480
Qucik question, are we limiting ourselves to only robin? Are we going to get some RAF pilots too?

>>36164590
RAF pilot a shit.

Sinestro a Best.

Or Robin I suppose...

>>36164590
Lumi will chase after everyone that catches her attention

>>36164590
I support maximum slut route.

>>36164616
Actually I was curious about this. I a malle protag gets a harem it's fine but when female lead get harem end (that is not all female) then she's a slut.

I had some bias on that myself but then thought why not accept both?

>>36164605
>>36164613
>>36164616
>>36164652
Makes sense, we have daddy issues cubed at the moment

>>36164652
There is a difference between an active harem and an indecision/ obliviousness harem. If the male sleeps with multiple members of his harem, he is also a slut.

There is nothing wrong with being a slut.

>>36164652

I dunno where you come from, stranger, but over in these parts the harem end is an equal opportunity ending.

>>36164590
of we aren't limiting ourselves to Robin

>>36164711
>>36164748
We have a hole that needs fill'in, and it might as well be dick

> “Yes.”

You nod. “Oui, oui, Grande-moi.” You look up at her, concernedly. “You realize, that if I prevent this future from happening, that means you will cease to exist. Is that how it works?”

She shrugs. “Honestly, I would not mind that.”

“I would,” says Sinestro. “But even the Sinestro Corps struggles against Legion. It is best for you to strike him before he gains power and momentum, little one.” You nod at that. As much as you don’t want to listen to him, that is sound advice.

“Anyway, come.” More heroes and villains gather behind you, walking, ready. You thought it was only a few dozen of you in this Secret Society. But as you walk to a staging area, lit only by the lights from the drains and the emergency lighting, you see that is an army of hundreds. You all stop, then Grande-moi flies up to address them all. “Attention, everyone. The War that we have fought for fourteen years is about come to an end! Vandal Savage has been taken care of, and we know now our next move. A small team will go to the Headquarters, under all of your diversion. I do not care what you do, see to that the City burns!”

[1/2]

>>36164888
[2/2]

They raise their arms, chanting. “Lantern, Lantern, Lantern!”

Grande-moi continues. “We are not going to go quietly! We are heroes, of unlimited power and of unlimited potential! We are the Society! We are Gods among men and women! This will be our last fight, and this will be rage against the dying light!” She pumps her fist up, blasting a hole right through the roof. The light shines in all the clearer on all of them. You hold up your hands, nearly blinded. “Let us go, fight, and for humanity let us win!”

They all yell like furies, rushing out of the hole and charging out into the streets of New York. They blast out windows, fly into the air and smash rooftops and crash down amongst Savage’s police.

Arkillo and Red Tornado step up next to you. Red Tornado’s eyes glow red. :: ENGAGING COMBAT MODE.:: She turns to you. :: GREEN LANTERN, WHAT IS YOUR DIRECTIVE? ::

> Straight to the Headquarters
> Cover me, I’m going to the HQ alone
> Let’s raise hell
> Write in

>>36164913
>> Straight to the Headquarters
Let's get this over with

>>36164913
>Straight to the Headquarters

>>36164913
> Straight to the Headquarters
Let's end this

>>36164913
"I need to do some venting quick."

Take a deep breath, tap into inner reserves, and focus. Spikes from the earth, arrows from above, the mobs of french civilians grabbing whatever is handy and beating the ever living fuck out of them. Yellow might mean we can't attack them directly, but we can pick up every miniscule piece of matter nearby and rip some new assholes until we acclimate properly.

>>36164913
>> Let’s raise hell

>>36164913
>Straight to the Headquarters
We have a job to do and we are gonna get it done!

>>36164913
>> Straight to the Headquarters

> Straight to the Headquarters

You motion them forth. “Follow me, stay close!” You don’t need directions to the headquarters after all. If you know Vandal Savage to be a man of vanity, it should be a relatively obvious place even from orbit. You blast off, with Arkillo flying behind you and Red Tornado whirling behind in a storm of artificial winds.

Below you, New York is ablaze. The flags which once held Vandal Savage’s emblem are now burning. Citizens are beginning to take to the streets, helping the Secret Society fight and bring down Savage’s regime.

And down there, you can already see a crowd forming at what appears to be a Bastille of some sort. That must be the Headquarters. You, Arkillo, and Red Tornado dive down, then smash a landing in its courtyard.

“In the name of Chancellor Savage, halt!” Soldiers of all kinds start forming rings around you, aiming their advanced weaponry at all three of you. The citizens at the gates shout encouragement and cheers for you.

Arkillo pulls up his ring. “In blackest day, in brightest night, beware your fears made into light!” The soldiers wince, stepping back as Arkillo marches up to them all. “Let those who try to stop what’s right, burn like my power – ARKILLO’S MIGHT!” He throws down the literally yellow gauntlet, crushing several soldiers and slapping away more.

:: FINALLY A CHANCE FOR MY PROGRAMMING TO SHINE! :: Red Tornado blasts more soldiers into the sky, sending them to their doom.

A squad of soldiers get ready to fire at you.

> Project a construct (Roll 2d20 Will + Shaping Best of three)

Rolled 16, 5 = 21 (2d20)

>>36165241

Rolled 10, 8 = 18 (2d20)

>>36165241
Project a wall in front of us and then send in crashing into them

Rolled 4, 18 = 22 (2d20)

>>36165241
The statue of liberty or something is generally that sort of thing used at this moment, right?

Rolled 15, 15 = 30 (2d20)

>>36165241

The heroes that've been killed in this timeline might be appropriately ironic.

>>36165265
>>36165279
>>36165298
>16, 18
Finally, we didn't crit fail for once.

Rolled 16, 15 = 31 (2d20)

>>36165241
>>36165332
rushed by the dead heroes of this time line is a good idea

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>>36165298
>>36165265
>16, 18 Statue of Liberty

Let freedom ring.

Rolled 18, 19 = 37 (2d20)

>>36165241
A bunker with an MG42. Germans are terrible at life, but damned good at machines.

>>36165265
Eiffel tower?
(Not him)

Rolled 2, 15 = 17 (2d20)

>>36165375

No, no, wait for it! Wwwwwwwwait for iiiiit!

>>36165396

...Huh. I could've sworn this was /tg/ dice, not /suspiciouslyokay/ dice.

>>36165389
...do I win?

You bring up your ring then smash it into the ground, sending cracks through the Earth. The soldiers all back up, confused as light starts creeping up through the cracks. Then the very ground starts breaking apart and rising as France’s greatest gift to the United States rises up from the dark depths of the underground. With her blazing torch, her shining crown, and her flowing robes, she glares down at all the soldiers of the garrison.

Savage’s soldiers, meet the Statue of liberty.

She swats away several soldiers, then picks up a tank. She shakes out the crewmen first, then smashes it against other unoccupied tanks. She climbs up, standing in full plain view, and begins soaking up bullets as the soldiers work up their nerve to fire back.

You don’t even break a sweat, continuing to project such a beast that is Lady Liberty.

Arkillo hops down next to you, looking up at your construct. “I must hand it to you, you know how to construct!”

“Shut up!” you snarl, trying to concentrate.

The Statue of Liberty smashes down the side of the Headquarters building, allowing you an easy way in. :: THERE! :: says Red Tornado II. :: PER DEGATON IS INSIDE THERE! ::

> Split up, we’ll cover more ground!
> Follow me!
> Write in

>>36165419
Just give it time, it'll start rolling ones when we get back to our own time, where it really matters.

>>36165522
>> Follow me!
Charge!

>>36165522
>Follow me!
We need someone to rescue us/ soak the bullets when we inevitably roll a one.

>>36165522
> Follow me!
Leaders lead

>>36165522
>> Follow me!

> Follow me!

“Let’s go!”

You, Arkillo, and Red Tornado II fly into the ruins of the Headquarters building. Arkillo leads the way, barreling through officers, soldiers, and other personnel as they try to flee the area. He smashes them against walls, throws up against the ceiling, or bashes them into the floor. You and Red Tornado II bring up his rear, ready to fight against anything that may come.

“There!” you say. At a door reads “PER DEGATON”. That was convenient. Arkillo smashes it down, revealing the red faced time-traveling Nazi. “Give up your time machine, Monsieur!”

Degaton grabs the device, then grabs a machine-gun. “Stay back! I don’t want to have to-“ Arkillo charges at him. “No, no! Aaaaahhh!” You cringe as Arkillo bites down on Degaton with a meaty crunch, thrashing him about like a dog would with a chew toy. He tosses Degaton’s corpse against a wall, sending the device flying to the floor.

You walk up to the device, looking at Arkillo awkwardly, trying not to pay attention to the blood running down his lips. “Uh, merci.” You look down at the device. Looks all you need to do is input the date and the time, simple enough, a caveman could work it.

Arkillo says, “Fix our future! Ensure that none of this ever happens, and that the Sinestro Corps rules the Universe!”

> “Yeah, sure.”
> “Fat chance.”
> Just go
> Write in

>>36165906
>Just go

>>36165906
> Write in
nod
> Just go

>>36165906
>Just go
He's not worth the breath to respond.

>>36165906
>Suuuure...
>Just go

>>36165906
>> Just go
Sounds cool bro

>>36165906
>> Just go
*sigh*

>>36165906
> Just go

There is no time to waste! The future of the universe is at stake!

>>36165906
> Just go
> Write in
"whatever funny alien"

You know, rather than completely reject Robin's advances we could just ask him to dance, the whole reason we were late was because we weren't even in the building at the time, if we stick around it'll be fine right?

>>36166116
No. We are not risking the future of the planet for a dance. Robin will understand when the situation is resolved.

>>36166116
Or just ask him if he wants to hang out later.

>>36166116
Yeah, just take a rain check.

> Just go

You quickly press the big red button. A glob of light shoots out from the device, then splits the air and creates a giant white portal. Red Tornado II and Arkillo look in awe of it. You place the device down on the desk, deciding it too risky to take with you back to the past. You look back at Arkillo and Red Tornado. “Take care.”

They wave goodbye to you as you step forward and go back to the past.

-

-

“Eh, I shouldn’t keep you from your friends. I mean, I suppose we could go see the Batmobile. But you know.”

You blink. “Huh?” You look around. You’re back where you started. You look to see Clarissa and Red Tornado, the original of course, looking at you expectantly. You look again to see Robin, smirking at you.

“Well?” he asks.

> “Let’s go!”
> “Let’s go, all of us!”
> “Nah, we’re good.”
> Write in

>>36166185
we could probably explain the situation to him, get his help

>>36166207
> “We need to stay inside. Keep alert.. something is not right, oui?"

Alternatively hug the ever loving shit out of red tornado.

>>36166207
>> “Nah, we’re good.”
>Let's just hang out. Introduce us to batgirl

>>36166207

> “Nah, we’re good.”

If he asks why not, we'll tell him we'll abstain until after the war is over. Married to the job and all that.

>>36166207
>> “Nah, we’re good.”
He's here with Batman though right?

>>36166207
>Write in
Later, we're about to be paid a visit by time-traveling nazis.
Also, fail to resist the urge to hug RT and Clarissa.

Inb4 they don't turn up and he thinks we were just blowing him off.

>>36166207
>“Nah, we’re good.”
"Something doesn't feel right, we must be vigilant!

>>36166207
explain situation, hug Red tornado

>>36166207
> Write in
another time perhaps. a gather such as this probably will attract some kind of ..."unwanted attention"

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>>36166207
> Write in
>[x] kiss him

>>36166207
> Nah, we're good.

Maybe another time. Something big is about to go down. Be ready, tell Batman.

>>36166207
> Write in
Sorry, just time traveled. Savage is about to attack again and murder FDR

>>36166207
>warn him
If time travel is to weird we could just go with we got a call from the Lanterns about time shenanigans about to go down

>>36166207
>> “Nah, we’re good.”

> “Nah, we’re good.”

You shake your head, biting your lip. “Erm, sorry. I must refuse. I can’t really right now. Something big might go down like uh…” You point your finger at FDR as he chats happily with the Flash. “Boom, President might get shot by time travelers!”

Clarissa blinks. “Time travelers?”

“Yes, so uh…” You brush Robin off. “Shoo, Robin.”

He blinks, a bit saddened. “Oh, alright. Well, I’ll see you later then?” You nod at that, and he walks off.

“Wow!” Rouge seems shocked. “I didn’t think you would-“ You immediately hug Red Tornado, kissing her on the cheeks of her helmet. “Oh! What- huh!? What is this!?” She hugs you back. “I like hugging you too, but tell me why you’re hugging me!”

You’re so thankful she’s alive. Poor girl doesn’t deserve shots to the head. “Reasons,” you say. You look to Clarissa, who stares at you skeptically. “Listen, Vandal Savage is going to come in through a time portal then shoot FDR, we need to be ready!”

“Time portal?” Clarissa scratches her chin. “Like uh… one of the door thingies?” You nod. “Where exactly was the portal?” Ah, she must be assuming you went through the future to know all of this. Clever of her. You point to where you remember the portal was, right by the wall. “Right, follow my lead.”

> “No, you follow my lead, I am the Senior!”
> “Alright.”
> Write in

>>36166524
> “Alright.”

>>36166524
>“No, you follow my lead, I am the Senior!”
Plus I'm the one who actually knows what's going to happen!

>>36166524
>> “No, you follow my lead, I am the Senior!”

>>36166524
> “Alright.”
No time to argue!

>>36166524
> “Alright.”
Maybe we can rescue her when she rolls a one this time!

>>36166524
> “Alright.”
> Write in
My ring failed me last time, so be prepared if it happens again

>>36166524
> “Alright.”

DO NOT ARGUE

Just make sure the fucking president doesn't get shot and we don't get a bad end.

Also, quick question: is Red Tornado a robot?

>>36166524
> “Alright.”

Part of being a good leader is knowing when your subordinates have a good idea. She may have even time traveled herself, for all we know.

>>36166524

> “No, you follow my lead, I am the Senior!”

I mean, wouldn't it be a good idea to leave it to the person that actually knows what's about to happen?

>>36166524
>> “No, you follow my lead, I am the Senior!”
We were the one who saw the bad future. We know what will happen. She does not. Following her lead would be stupid.

>>36166524

Can we tell her what happened and then formulate a plan from there? We have a bit of time before the attack happens. A plan is better than no plan.

> “Alright.”

Oh… as much as you’d like to remind her of your seniority, you decide to defer to her for now. “Alright, Clarissa. But nothing stupid.”

She nods. “Right, do you know when they’re coming?” she asks.

“Um…” You check the time. “In a few minutes.”

“Alright,” she says. She quickly downs her drink, and then places her plate down. “Come with me.” You start walking on with her, you and Red Tornado. She flexes a bit, standing in front of where the portal normally would be.

“What are you doing?” you ask. This does seem a bit unorthodox.

Red Tornado gasps. “Maybe she’s going to jump in and prevent Vandal Savage from assassinating FDR!” You both stare at her. “… it could happen!” she says, twiddling her finger.

Doctor Fate walks up to you three. “Pardon me. But I could not help but overhear your conversation. What did you say about an assassination?”

“Doctor.” You cross your arms. “In just about a few minutes time, a portal through time and space will open right here. Vandal Savage will come through with a force of soldiers and they-“

The portal explodes open. Clarissa stands there, grinning as you all get ready.

Vandal Savage is the first to walk through, along with Degaton and a soldier. “Alright, let’s-“ He’s unable to finish his sentence before a green brick wall sends them flying back through.

...

Clarissa looks at you, smiling as she projects more walls around the portal, rendering it completely blocked. “Well, looks like I just averted an assassination! Do I get a prize?” She looks over to see the Justice Society and the attendees applauding her, celebrating her defeat of Vandal Savage.

What!? Was it really that simple!?

She grins at you, cheekily. “Come on, you gotta admit that was smart.”

> Hmph, whatever.
> Fine, it was.
> Next time you’re going to do that.
> Write in

>>36166919
>> Hmph, whatever.

>>36166919
> Fine, it was.

>>36166919
> Write in
Thank you for the assist Clarissa

>>36166919
> Fine, it was
> Write in

"But we needed to destroy the device that let them travel through time so they don't do it again when we're not aware of it"

>>36166919
>Not now. Ralley the Justice Society until the portal closes and their repelled

>>36166919
High five Clarissa.

>>36166919
> Write in
Break down crying. We have just avoided a dark future, and we are grateful.

>>36166919
>Write in
>Go through the portal and arrest them!

>>36166919
>Fine, it was.
Well it was

>>36166919
Lumi! Just give up already. You're a failure as a lantern. Clarissa will always outshine you.

>>36167094
We only half averted it.

Now we have to protect Oa.

>>36166919
>Write in

Good job. But we need to get the Prez to safety and also destroy that machine do they don't try again in five minutes or something.

Perhaps ask Dr Fate of he can escort the President to a place that cannot be breached by such means? We'll probably need the JSA and/or the JL once we locate the device as well.

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>>36166919
Great. Now they can do the same thing again with no forewarning whatsoever, and they know we're expecting them so they'll be prepared for us. Fantastic.

Why is Lumi such a jealous slut?

Will she continue being jealous when Clarissa gets laid first?

>>36167259
how can Lumi be a slut if she hasn't had sex?

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>>36167295
Because she thinks about the D night and day.

>>36167120
Should we see Mogo and the Blue Lanterns, might be a good idea considering they got rekt last time

Actually did they get taken down before it after Oa?

>>36167326
We should also make peace with the red lanterns. Say that Legion is working with the manhunters

> Write in

You cross your arms. “Maybe, but what about their device? They could just come back and do all this again later when the President publicizes his appearance!”

“Leave that to us.” The Flash is right at your side and you didn’t even notice. “Doctor Fate, perhaps you can do something for us?”

Doctor Fate nods. “I will sequester myself and compile a new spell to neutralize this time traveling of Vandal Savage, at least in the general vicinity of President Roosevelt. I will need Corrigan’s help to make sure it’s powerful enough.” He lifts off into the air. “Until next time.” With a bright flash of light, he disappears.

President Roosevelt himself walks over to you all. Red Tornado gasps, giddy as can be as she sees the old man walk over to you both, clearly with some strain as you can see. “Girls!” He walks up to Clarissa. “You seemed to have saved my life. That is a debt I and the United States of America can never repay.”

Clarissa chuckles. “Oh, it was nothing.”

You clear your throat, glaring at her.

Clarissa rolls her eyes. “Okay, I had some help, my good friend here warned me about it.”

“Yes,” you say. “Because I happened to go there and…” ugh whatever, this is pointless. “Mister President, we are glad you are safe.”

“Of course,” he says. “Let it be known that the Green Lanterns are welcome in the USA anytime.”

-

-

With the dinner cancelled to get President Roosevelt to safety, the three of you hang out on a rooftop in the night of New York. “Man…” Red Tornado holds her head in hands, sulking. “We didn’t get to do a whole lot.”

“That’s the reality of hero work, Red,” says Clarissa she kicks her legs freely, sitting on the edge of the building. “Sometimes it just gets in the way.”

> “We should go debrief the Guardians about this.”
> “I’ll go back up to Oa, you two can stay here.”
> “I wouldn’t worry about it, Red Tornado.”
> Write in

>>36167604
>“I’ll go back up to Oa, you two can stay here.”

>>36167604
> Write in
Hey Rogue, I don't think you have ever visited Oa and Mojo yet.

>>36167604
>“We should go debrief the Guardians about this.”
We should have as much firepower ready as possible

>>36167604
Roosevelt walking?

WHO IS THIS IMPOtSER!

>>36167713
He can walk with braces

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>>36167713
This is Teddy Roosevelt.

>>36167604
> “We should go debrief the Guardians about this.”
Gotta go through proper channels.

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>>36167796
Savage must had some kind of magic bullet

>>36167604
>“We should go debrief the Guardians about this.”
We're gonna want backup when shit goes down.

Lumi is going to go down in GL record as the sadsack Green Lantern, assuming they don't forget her entirely.

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>>36167831
Must have been a bull moose gun.

>>36167604
>“We should go debrief the Guardians about this.”

>>36167851
Lumi is like Kyle.

Nobody likes her.

>>36167900
Ha, that's what I said last thread

>>36167866
I thought he died in the early 1920s

>>36167851

If she continues being a GL like she is now, yeah. But now she knows what will happen if she carries on like this. She fails at a critical junction, and everyone dies. Now is her opportunity to get serious and get Gud so she can become the lantern that Earth and the universe needs, not just a "magical" green lantern.

>>36167935
he didn't die, he just decided to not be alive anymore. Our universe's Teddy anyway.

>>36167851
No she'll be remembered and constantly used as a foil.

She's the lantern you can always tell yourself you're more capable than. At least I'm not Lumi.

>>36167900
I like Kyle

>>36167604
> “We should go debrief the Guardians about this.”

>>36167900
no, we're Baz

>who?
exactly

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>>36167961
>At least I'm not Lumi.

My day just got a whole lot better!

>>36168011
At least we didn't Lumi the day up.

a re-roll mechanic of some kind would help balance out the 1s and make Lumi's competence not go up and down like a roller coaster

>>36168058
Hopefully we can get one next time we visit Mojo

>>36168058
If we're talking systems, I really like Khornette's roll under skill system.

>>36168038
>>36168011
Eventually Lumi will actually start showing the crippling doubt we have in her abilities.

>>36168058
>Lumi's competence
>go up

>>36168058
Didn't Schteel mention that a good construct write-in would cancel 1s?

>>36168105
Is there a despair lantern corps?

>>36168105
Oh stop being such a Lumi

>>36168134
Will be soon.

All is lost, I am a Lumi.

>>36168133

It autocrits. But that relies on thinking of something creative on the fly that also agrees with Sctheel's sense of aesthetics and thematics.

> “We should go debrief the Guardians about this.”

You stand up, crossing your arms. “Clarissa, we need to debrief the Guardians about this.”

“Fiiiiine.” Clarissa hops up, flying into the air. “On your go.”

Red Tornado happily looks up at you both. “Okay, I’ll just go back home and keep taking care of your dog for you until you get back, Green Lanterns!” As much as you’d hate to leave poor Red Tornado behind, you have to make the universe you priority. You wave goodbye to Rouge, then with Clarissa, you blast off into the night sky.

-

-

“… and to the Council’s most joyous relief, we must congratulate Green Lantern Clarissa Savage of Sector 2814.” You stew, standing next to her with your hands clasped behind your back as she receives her good words from the Guardians. Oh, you wish Ganthet were here. “You have averted a potential crisis for your Sector, and we hope to see more from you, Green Lantern Savage.”

She bows. “Thank you, Guardians.”

You cough, clearing your throat. “Um, Monsieurs.” They look at you, disinterested. “Now that you are finished praising Clarissa, I must again warn you about the dangers of Legion, and the Manhunters, and the Red Lanterns.”

“Yes, we have reviewed the situation,” says one Guardian. “And we have deemed it not worthy of a look.” What. “For now, we believe that the Green Lantern Corps is of sufficient size and strength to ward off any invasion of Oa, especially from our previous obsolete police corps and from a rogue group of extremists. You are dismissed.”

You hold out your hand. “I must insist-“

“You are dismissed,” says the Guardian, much more firmer this time.

[1/2]

>>36168133
a +10 bonus if he liked the construct

I'm fine with style points but the conditions to get it are too subjective for my tastes.

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>>36168199
[2/2]

-

-

You slam your drink down on the table, Clarissa sitting across from you as she chows down on the alien food. “Those little blue garden gnomes!” you yell. Other Green Lanterns look at you, warily as they pass on by. Clarissa looks at you, disinterested. “They are so caught up in their arrogance! They are like General McClellan at Antietam!”

“What kind of French girl knows the American-“

“Quiet!” you scream. “I am ranting! This is a farce! They are facing their doom and yet they stick their heads in the sand like ostriches!” You slam your fists into the table, creating two big dents. “I swear, I am half-tempted to just let them rot when Legion arrives with an invasion force big enough to blot out the stars!”

Clarissa nods. “I see, I see.”

Chaselon floats onto you. “Hello, Green Lantern Berger, I see you are angry!” He holds up a cone of alien ice cream. “Would you like some ice cream?”

> Slap the ice cream out of his tentacle
> “Fine.”
> “No.”
> Write in

>>36168229
>> Write in
".....What flavor?"

>>36168229
>Slap the ice cream out of his tentacle
I'm so sorry Chaselon.

>>36168229
>Write in
>Yes, yes I would like ice cream

>>36168229
>> “Fine.”
Fine

>>36168199
>“And we have deemed it not worthy of a look.”

Welp, time to go visit Sinestro and be disgusted about the future with him!

>>36168229
> “Fine.”

Anything to try to improve our mood.

>>36168229
>> Write in

If it's one of those weird alien flavors, no. But sit down anyway, I need to rant and think of some way for all of us to not die.

>>36168229
>“Fine.”
There is always time for ice cream.

>>36168229
Move to slap it, but change our mind at the last second

>>36168190
>agrees with Sctheel's sense of aesthetics and thematics.
Literally anything from the early 1940s

>>36168229
Clarissa is being a bitch about this.. is she really that much of a pet to praise?

>>36168285
Yeah, this

Seriously, if Sinestro hadn't betrayed us earlier, this would have been the perfect time for him to corrupt Lumi.

>>36168229
>> “Fine.”
Be nice to the orb. Despite im being an oversized disco ball he's our friend

>>36168229
> “Fine.”
> Write in
Can I talk to you for a bit, we need to find a way to defeat Legion.

>>36168428
Yeah, agreed

>>36168428
He jumped the shark. If he was here now I'd be right there with him in the "Guardians are idiots" trian.

>>36168428
is he still in OA jail or did they chuck into the anti-matter universe already?

>>36168488

The guardians have always been idiots, save for Ganthet and maybe 1-2 others.

Maybe we should try to find Ganthet? And also get gudder at being a GL?

>>36168621
Get him, and unite all the rainbow corps

> “Fine.”

You reluctantly take the ice cream, then smile wryly at him. “Merci beaucoup.” He smiles with his mask, floating in next to you as you go back to glaring at Clarissa. “And you! Why do you get all the praise and the glory!? I was the one who looked into the future and I was the one who even warned you about it!”

Clarissa shrugs. “Hey, I tried to give you credit.”

“No you didn’t!”

“Oh, right.” She purses her lips, then snaps her finger, smirking. “Next time though!”

You roll your eyes. “Forget it.” You take a lick of the ice cream and UGH YOUR TONGUE IS ON FIRE. You hastily take a drink of your water. “Okay, listen. We need to do something. If the Guardians will not do something, we have to.”

“What do we have to do?” asks Chaselon.

“We need to prevent the invasion of Oa from an army of Manhunters, Red Lanterns, and Legion,” says Clara. “Simple. All seven-thousand two-hundred Lanterns couldn’t do it, not even Mogo, which means we need some extra muscle.”

“What about the Blue Lanterns?” you ask.

Clarissa shrugs. “We haven’t heard nary a peep from Ganthet or anybody related to that since the heist.” Damn it. “So they’re a no-go unless we somehow stumble in on them.”

“Perhaps we should consult another Lantern Corps,” says Chaselon.

“What are other Corps are there?” asks Clarissa.

You snap your finger. “The Orange Lanterns!” They all look at you, confused. “The Orange Lanterns, I read it in the book of Oa earlier. They had control of one of the most powerful power batteries in the universe!”

Chaselon tilts his body. “Really? Should we?”

“Can we?” says Clarissa. “I read about that, only says they might still be somewhere in one of the unpatrolled Sectors.”

> “We have to.”
> Reconsider
> Write in

>>36168683
> “We have to.”
Better than confronting Sinestro

>>36168683
>> “We have to.”
>> Write in
Or we bring in the justice society.

>>36168683
>Reconsider
This sounds like a bad idea.

>>36168683
>> “We have to.”
time to meet Orange Tan

>>36168683
> “We have to.”

>>36168766
It is, but we don't know why yet

>>36168683
>> “We have to.”
We might want to go talk to Mogo before we head out, he might know something plus he was cool

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>>36168683
> “We have to.”

LUMI NEEDS TO FIND THE ORANGE RING FIRST BEFORE SOME STUPID BITCH LIKE CLARISSA GETS HER FILTHY FINGER ON IT.

Also
>>36168772
This.

>>36168683
> “We have to.”
>>36168766
Horrible idea. But no meta gaming.

>>36168683
>> “We have to.”
Or we could go the yellow lantern route

>>36168815
That ship has sadly sailed.

For now.

>>36168683
>> Reconsider
unless there a planet full full supermans I don't see much of a choice

>>36168683
> Write in

We know the JSA's premiere magic user. Even if he is busy, he probably knows a lotta other magical people who are also his peers. Try to scry that shit up before we go blasting into space so we can at least have an idea where to go. This applies to Ganthet too; scry for his location and see if we can't talk to him.

Also we need to find someone to build proper armor and helmets for Red Tornado. JSA can also help with that.

>>36168864
Not a bad idea, although I'm not even sure Dr. Fate is that powerful

Just use the Orange ring.

Nothing bad will happen.

>>36168683
>Write in
>Wait a minute. I think I read something about them being a very greedy bunch. Let's check the Book of Oa, just to be safe.

Because we need to actually plan things properly.

>>36168683

> “We have to.”

Clarissa can hold down the fort, we'll go on a search for it.

>>36168833
But dont you see how we are becoming more like sinestro.

>>36168931
No. You don't get the meta game. Not yours.

>>36168962
And don't you see how the Guardians are fucking asking for it.

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>>36168926
It FEELS SOOOOO GOOD

>>36168931
Like a important things, it's either sparse or stuck out from the book itself

>>36168962
I assure you that lots of Lanterns are going to become like Sinestro in a few updates. Doesn't mean they all went Yellow.

>>36168926
I think this is a good idea

>>36168926
Orange and Green rings. Need both for the coming storm!

You know, if there'd be something strong enough to not instantly be swayed by Orange's greed, it'd probably be someone good enough to be a Green Lantern. Just putting that out there, I'd rather see that ring on someone with enough willpower to resist than any random schmuck who'd get completely overpowered by the urges.

We could be greedy about actually getting a smidge of respect or recognition, even. It could be played for laughs or something serious, even.

>>36169085
We will have all the hamboigahs ever.

Wait, Lumi is French. So we'll have all of the [French equivalent of Hamboigahs] ever.

If we use a different ring, do we get a different costume too?

We are a Magical Green Lantern, after all.

>>36169134
I want the Magical Orange Lantern Lumi episode to be full of massive amounts of superdickery.

>>36169051
I really hope the guardians get overthrown. For supposedly being wise, they are fucking incompetent

>>36169134
An in-control Orange Lantern would probably be like FMA Greed.

>>36169134
I guess there's merit in that. It really boils down to how Lumi "Justifies" it.

>>36169186
Wisdom != intelligence

>>36168683
>“We have to.”
and let's give it to Chaselon. :)

>>36169178
That's not the kind of Dickery we'd hoard.

Yes, all the cosmic sexy shirtless men.

>>36169178
>>36169192
>>36169213

Plus, there's only ever one Orange Lantern due to the way greed works, they never want to share the battery's power with anyone else. We could either circumvent that by being the one in charge of the ring and actually just handing a few out, or at least prevent anyone else from having to suffer the full force of the entire battery's impulses.

> “We have to.”

You sigh. “We need all the help we can get. We’ll contact the Orange Lanterns, then we’ll head on over to Mogo and see how he can get us more help as well. Everyone keen?” They both nod. “Good, good.” You stand up, pointing up into the air. “Right then, for the Green Lantern Corps, and the magic in the universe! We must go!”

Clarissa points to your ice cream. “You going to finish that?”

You look down to it, it’s still melting in your hands. “Oh, right.” You hand it to Clarissa. “Here.” She happily takes it, then starts licking it vigorously, right in the area where you licked it you note. That’s disgusting. “Right, Chaselon, Clarissa, follow me!”

You three fly out of the Mess Hall, and then blast off for the Unpatrolled Sector.

-
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yic7IRO9d6I
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The three of you power your rings into full scanning mode, flying amongst the empty and dark void that is the Unpatrolled Sector. Few stars inhabit this Sector, too few to warrant attention from the Guardians. You search for the residual energy of the Orange Lanterns, eager to claim it for yourself.

You blink, no no, it’s for the Universe, for the greater good. What is it with that when you think about it?

“Hey, I got something!” says Clarissa. “Down there!” A lone planet orbiting a binary star system is where she directs you. “I’m picking up strange signals down there.”

“Good enough for me,” you say. “Let’s go.” You, Chaselon, and Clarissa dive down to the planet. Through the atmosphere, you see the barren wastes of the planet, sand and dust covering the fields and the plains. You see the stone wrecks of what appears to be cities, towers, houses. It appears this used to be an inhabited planet, but something destroyed it all.

“Right,” says Clarissa. “Signal’s not getting much stronger. What should we do?”

> Go with Clarissa
> Go with Chaselon
> Stick together
> Split up
> Write in

>>36169178
>>36169247
Maybe we'll get a Silver Age era comic cover of her using her rings to steal candy from a baby while a bystander says what's happening.

>>36169247
I can see the front cover of the issue now:

>Clarissa: Lumi, why are you kidnapping all of Earth's greatest male sidekicks?
>Lumi: With all of these homoerotic young men, I will finally achieve the harem I've always dreamed of!

>>36169308
>Stick together
We're in no man land after all, better to stay together than split

>>36169308
> Split up
But keep in contact

This will go well

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>>36169308
> Split up

>>36169308
>> Stick together
this is tg

never split the party

>>36169308
>> Split up

>>36169308
>Split up
Triangulation.

>>36169308
>> Stick together

Safety in numbers. Especially in a place where danger could be anywhere.

>>36169308
> Stick together
Splitting up on an empty, seemingly lifeless planet is silly.

>>36169308
>Stick together
We don't know much about the orange lanterns, better safe than sorry.

>>36169355

Try Lumi standing in front of the guardians.

>I'll save you, but I want to hear the thing you've never told anyone else. I want it.
>What, what do you want?!
>I want to hear you say you were wrong.

>>36169308
>> Stick together

>>36169308
> Stick together

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>>36169439
Top fucking tier.

>>36169308

> Split up

>>36169439
Should it be publicly known or only known by Lumi?

>>36169522
It doesn't matter.

Lumi will never forget it and it will always be hers.

>>36169522
(Con't)
If they admit it to everyone, then the fact is shared with everyone who hears it. If Lumi only knows it, then it's her's and her's alone (aside from sharing it with a select few).

>>36169522

Private, just to Lumi. All hers. Nobody else.

But preserved on tape recorder for all eternity, not a hardlight one but a legitimate tape recorder, so we can play it back and fall asleep to it.

>>36169308
>> Stick together

>>36169585
SHHHAAAREEE?! SHAAAARE SHAAARE? You can't have the orange ring friend.

>>36169522
I prefer it to just be Lumi's secret

>>36169670
I think the Guardians would as well.

>>36169688
That doesn't matter, Lumi well know and they will know. Today is good enough for me, well that and throwing them smug looks all the time

>>36169641
>>36169585

Oh please, that isn't sharing. If we let them hear it in private one-on-one listening sessions, we'll get something else in a much larger quantity.

The absolutely priceless expression of anyone who hears it, especially a Green Lantern.

Greed isn't difficult, you just need to realize that by giving up smaller things you can get way better, bigger things. Although, there is something to be said for our own little equivalent to a "teddybear" made out of Guardian tears and Schadenfreude.

>>36169522
A pointless question since it can never happen, because Lumi can never win.

>>36169757
>Clarissa gets orange ring. Lumi is known as failure throughout galaxy.

I'll drop the quest tbh. Lumi could then literally not win at anything.

> Stick together

“We stick together,” you say. “Clarissa, you still have your Power Battery?”

She nods, holding it up, then clipping it to her belt. “I also have invented an ingenious tactic of charging a ring with my own willpower! Hey, Chase!” Chaselon holds up his ring, to which Clarissa bumps her ring against it in a soft punch. A small burst of willpower emanates from their rings as soon as they leave contact. “There you go! I call it fisting!”

You nod. “I’m sure it will catch on.” It won’t. “Come on.”

You three fly over the desolate wastes of the planet, scanning the ground with your rings. Nothing encountered so far.

And for three hours, this remains the same. Clarissa yawns. “I’m bored,” she says.

“I know, you said that three times already,” you say. Your ring beeps. “Wait, I have something.” You drop down, in front of a huge temple in the style of the ancient Mayans, guarded by immense immobile stone giants of alien beings, perhaps the Gods themselves. “The Orange Lantern must be in there.”

“Let’s go then!” says Clarissa. She eagerly walks forward, but you press her hand over her immense rack.

“Me first,” you say. “I am leading.” She rolls her eyes, to which you step forward and lead them on into the temple. You light up the way as soon as darkness creeps in when you step inside. The walls are barren, cracked, and grown with grime and muck.

[1/2]

You know what we need to do?
Get one of every ring color, then we can become the first ever Rainbow Lantern.

>>36169834
[2/2]

Clarissa sniffs a bit, then gags. “Ugh, what’s that smell!?” You sniff, then nearly vomit. Oh Jesus, she’s not kidding.

Chaselon looks around. “My people do not have a sense of smell, what is it like?”

“You do not want to know,” you say. You press onwards, and then find yourself at a great big stone door. “Alright, let’s-“ Clarissa blasts it apart before you can say, “- work this out.” You glare at her, to which she innocently smiles at you.

“Look!” says Chaselon. You both see what he’s pointing at.

Lit only by the binary stars in the sky is a great stage, whereupon hundreds, if not thousands of orange power rings are gathered. Wow! The Orange Lanterns must be generous people to just leave those lying there. And there at the center, on a pedestal above all others, is an Orange Power Battery.

And it’s all yours! It can be all yours!

You shake your head. Stop that.

Clarissa reaches forward for it. “It’s pretty-“

“WHO GOES THERE!?” You all pause, going into combat positions. “SPEAK UP!” His rattle-y voice echoes through the temple.

…

> “Who are you!?”
> “We’re Green Lanterns!”
> “Show yourself!”
> Write in