>>36722692
> “No, we regroup with the others.”

>>36722692
> “No, we regroup with the others.”
> Write in
And protect the blue Lantern at all costs. She will be key to surviving this.

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>>36722692
> “No, we regroup with the others.”
never split the party

PDF of the quest up to this one.
thanks to that one anon that gave me the download (I think you posted thread 6 twice though)

>>36722692
> "Let's spilt up, we might as well."

>>36722692
>> “No, we regroup with the others.”
>Unless there is something more pressing on the way

>>36722749
*thread 8 twice

>>36722692

I'll second this:
>>36722746

>>36722746
I'd support this, too.

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> “No, we regroup with the others.”

You pat Chaselon on his crystalline cheek. “We regroup with the others.” Eudora flies on behind you, and immediately you feel the willpower in your ring surge and charge! It’s like being plugged into a wall outlet, except safer! Chaselon as well starts glowing, his panels glittering and sparkling, ready to be deployed. You look to Eudora, smiling. “You’ll be a big help to us, Eudora.”

She nods, drawing her bow and smiling. “I will do what I can!”

> Being in close-proximity to a Blue Lantern will result in automatic Critical Success in Will. You will only have to roll for shaping.

“Right, let’s go!” You three speed forward. “Chaselon, cover Eudora!” He flies above her, projecting a barrier in front of you three. The yellow bolts of energy fly into it, not even putting a dent into the wall. You are finally in the thick of the action! The Manhunters turn to you, apparently detecting the strongest source of emotional energy this side of Mogo’s sector.

You look over to see Arisia Rabb, attempting to slice a Manhunter with a green energy sword. She is countered quickly by a punch to the face. Larvox meanwhile flies up behind her, finishing the job properly with four swords instead of one, all in each hand.

And Dkrtzy RRR, you do not even know where the hell he is! Sacre bleu…

“Manhunters!” yells Eudora. A group of five start closing in, ready to take you on.

> Create a construct (Roll 1d20 SHAPING)
> Current Costume: Magical Hero

>>36723063
Forgot to paste this into the OP.


> MECHANICS AND COSTUMES: http://pastebin.com/KBdW5vRg

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>36723063
King Kong with Tommy Guns

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>36723063
Let's Roll!

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>36723063
A penguin

>>36723088
Already used that one. Try to be original.

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>36723063
>Create a construct

The entire Achean army (the one that won the Trojan war)

GO BIG OR GO HOME

>>36723139
I know, I was the one that suggested it way back then too, I wanted to see it again.

my 2nd choice was a giant can opener though

>>36723163
How about an entire gang of King Kongs mobsters?

>>36722749
Glad to help. Final product looks great.

>>36723178
in zoot suits?

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>36723063
Giant hands. Let's funnel them into one spot and crush them

>>36723188
>>36723178
>Al Kongpone

I like it.

>>36723229
>Skull Island Crew

They're totally bananas

Guys.
>>36722692
>Two great big ships approach, cigar-shaped,
We must create Giant Churchill. With a Giant lighter.

>>36723063
Wait, I have a really good idea. A black hole. It'll suck them right up into one place.

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>>36723188

Dressed as 20's mobsters, I thought.

>>36723229
Then roll for it, anon

>>36723063
Changing my vote here >>36723146 (You)
to:

>A gang of King Kong mobsters with Tommy Guns

don't know if I can roll for it, though.

>>36723317
A black hole that would kill them would kill us too, probably.

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>>36723285

Who is being supported by King-Kong mobsters?

>>36723357
Well, we would have precise control over it. Also, we just need it to suck them into one place really.

Or if we want something simple and safe, a huge ass magnet. That would be really funny. The manhunters stuck to it.

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>we will never get the Holy Quintet Costume Pack
>Lumi will never be THE CRIMSON LANCER
>Clarissa will never be THE BROKEN MERMAID

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>36723359
You. I like the way you think.

>>36723439
Unfortunately, those costumes are only available if you choose the "Purest Form of Love" Route.

>>36723493
That route is available in supplementary materials/DLC. AVAILABLE NOW!!!!

> 13 FOR SHAPING

You turn up your ring and fire out great dots of light at the Manhunters. The Manhunters halt in their tracks and aim their energy staffs. Your dots quickly smash together, and form into a hairy, furry, gorilla the size of a freight train. You zap him, and quickly some smashing threads form around him to create a spotless zoot suit, a fedora, and even a cigar. He grins, toothily. The Manhunters pause, confused.

Their mistake, you zap your good friend Al Kongpone again, and into his hands drops a might Thompson Anti-Bandit Gun. He roars, squeezing the trigger and sending a spray of bullets at them. They explode, getting swiss-cheesed into submission and flying apart into useless debris.

Eudora and Chaselon look confused, then you say, “Friend of mine.” You hover up to Kong, and he looks to you, smiling. You high-five him. That is the way to do it! You both rush forward, with Chaselon and Eudora behind you. “There!” Another group of Manhunters.

Eudora flies up ahead of you. “I see them!” She projects five arrows into her hand, and pulls back on her bow. She lets loose. The arrows impale the Manhunters, stopping them cold. Then a second later, they also explode into blue bursts of energy.

“An incredible show of power, Blue Lantern Eudora!” says Chaselon.

Arisia and Larvox fly up to you, finally breaking their attack. “Those ships are making more of these robots!” yells Arisia. “Dkrtzy is handling most of them!” You look to see random Manhunters’ heads explode into green puffs. “But we can’t stop them all! We need to take down the ships!”

You look to the Manhunter ships. They are bristling with gun turrets, and one mighty cannon that you will have to assume can shake the very foundations of Mogo’s Earth. Now what?

> Roll 1d20 to construct (SHAPING best of three)
> Current Costume: Magical Hero

>>36723439
I'd be really amused if everyone started thinking of us as a Bert and Ernie duo. Ambiguously gay to the point where even Sinestbro is unsure

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>36723536
giant lighter for giant cigars

Zippo por favor

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>36723536
How about:
>Tesla inspired Gigantic Magnet to repel shots!!!

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>36723536
SWORDFISH TORPEDO BOMBERS IN SPACE!

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>36723536
Simple. A finger, and plug up those cannons. Have fun.

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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>36723536
Change costume to FATE STAY BRIGHTEST DAY AND BLACKEST NIGHT

Let Joan of Arc ride into battle!

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>36723536
A giant cigar cutter! And then a giant Groucho Marx chewing on the end!

>>36723584
no, make a giant Giles De Rais and have dry hump the ships into submission

>>36723584
I think having John Wayne shoot one and pluck the other out of the air and start smoking it would be closer to matching the theme.

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>>36723603
>>36723566
combine these two.

remember kids, smoking is cool

>>36723536
>Giant TNT for Kong and other ape gangsters as support.

Come on, people

>>36723673
Ok, that made me laugh. Supporting. Who doesn't love Cowboys and John Wayne in the 1940's?

>>36723673
Doesn't Clarissa have a cowgirl costume?

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36723536
>Giant Winston Churchill with a Giant Lighter. Smoke those cigars, Brotha.

>>36723603
Screw Groucho, Churchill is where it's at.

>>36723536
>>36723673
Fuck yes, John Wayne!
I support this!

>Churchill, Groucho, and the Duke
>puff, puff, pass

>>36723772
That is an acceptable compromise.
I support it.

>>36723772
Yes, fuck it, everything! Please pass the cigars.

“I’ll take care of the ships!” you yell. “Go after the stragglers!” Arisia, Larvox, and Chaselon acknowledge your command and speed off to engage. Dkrtzy RRR meanwhile continues to pop the heads of Manhunters by simply traveling between their heads, then overloading their brains with information enough to make them pop.

Now, what to do about these ships? These cigar shaped ships…

Ah, you got an idea. You snap your fingers, then fire off a construct.

The first ship on the left starts charging its cannon, when suddenly a hand grabs it up and pulls it away. The other ship starts breaking off before it snatched up by another hand. Between them, they are shared between three ghostly projections of Prime Minister Winston Churchill, Groucho Marx, and John Wayne.

Groucho pulls out a cigar cutter, then snaps the first ship down a peg. “Ah, cheers!” says Prime Minster Churchill as she pulls out a zippo and lights up the ship with green flame. He puts the ship between his lips and puffs. “Ooh, good smoke.” He leans over to light up John Wayne’s ship.

“Ah, no need, pardner.” John Wayne brandishes a six-shooter, then fires a shot right at ship’s end, lighting it up. He huffs and puffs.

“’Ey!” yells Groucho. “How come I don’t got no cigar!?”

“Finders keepers,” says John Waynes. “Unless you want to fight about it.”

“Oooh, wise guy, eh!” Groucho rolls up his ghostly sleeve.

Arisia floats in next to you, confused and a little alarmed. “I think you’re being quite indulgent.”

> “It’s the most powerful I’ve felt in weeks. Let me have this.”
> “Eh, maybe you’re right.”
> “You wouldn’t?”
> Write in

>>36723886
>> “Eh, maybe you’re right.”

>>36723886
A. “It’s the most powerful I’ve felt in weeks. Let me have this.”

>>36723886
> “It’s the most powerful I’ve felt in weeks. Let me have this.”

lemme have this. before Reality comes crashing down on me again.

>>36723886
> “Eh, maybe you’re right.”

"But I'll fight you if you think Al Kongpone isn't clever."

>>36723886
> “You wouldn’t?”

>>36723886
> “It’s the most powerful I’ve felt in weeks. Let me have this.”
Man, those guardians are assholes for not letting us use Blue Lanterns.

Also, Mogo is our friend. Nothing threatens our friends.

Is Lumi going into yellow territory?

early archive, because Misarchivist is a shit and I don't want a repeat.

>>36723948
nothing scary about Groucho

>>36723948
No, we are just competent for once. It's amazing what we can do if we are consistent, not swinging between crits and failures.

>>36723948
No?

She's using pretty cartoony, over-the-top figures against emotionless robots. That's nothing yellow.

>>36723886
> “Eh, maybe you’re right.”
>"It works, though. "

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Next time....

>>36724074
Nah, I'd like to do more French military stuff.

>>36723995
Well, I say that being imaginative with imagination-based superpowers helps. As does having the Blue Boost.

Still, we one-shotted two ships and got Groucho Marx to threaten John Wayne with fisticuff. That's pretty great.

We should take the habbits to create constructs of beings. They're pretty powerful, and semi-autonomous.

>>36724074
What's this a reference to?

>>36724099
They are usually really hard. It's easy when your ring is permanently at 300% charge near a blue one.

For reference, a orange ring is at 100,000% charge when freshly charged.

>>36724149
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YyzpnRRwOVE

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>>36724086
Well, the légion étrangère and the Marquis de Lafayette would be fitting, since we're fighting in another country. Or the space around a friendly planet.

Or we could create that cannon Jules Verne imagined to shoot at the Moon

>>36723886
>“It’s the most powerful I’ve felt in weeks. Let me have this.”

>>36724179
>Captain Nemo and his submarine vs a space fleet
>sexy Ned Land to the rescue
>the army of Atlantis

Yeah, more Jules Verne.

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> “It’s the most powerful I’ve felt in weeks. Let me have this.”
> “Eh, maybe you’re right.”

You sigh. “This is the most powerful I have felt in weeks. Let me have this, Arisia.” She rolls her eyes, ho-humming. “Though, you may be right.” One of the ships explodes in the lips of Prime Minister Churchill, resembling a split banana. John Wayne and Groucho quietly laugh at his expense, while he glares at them.

The other Green Lanterns form up in front of you. “The Manhunters are in full retreat,” says Chaselon. “We have won the day!”

You nod. “Good job everyone, but listen…” You cross your arms. “All of you need to realize that you can’t just rush off on your own. We happen to work better as a team. The Green Lanterns are now seven-thousand two-hundred men strong, which means you might find yourself working with a partner.”

Arisia raises her hand. “Question. Do I have to work with E=MC squared here?” She points thumb to Dkrtzy RRR.

> @353@@$!$&

“What did you just call me!?” yells Arisia.

“Calm down.” Eudora floats up from beneath them, getting in between them. “All will be well, you two.”

You sigh. “Right.”

Chaselon bounces a bit in agreement. “I agree with Green Lantern Berger. We must learn to work together.”

“Eh, I suppose,” says Arisia. Dkrtzy remains quiet, apparently in agreement. Larvox just quietly stays out of the way as he usually does.

> Meet back on Mogo, continue the training!
> Return to Oa, the Guardians might have your head if you’re not there at the right time.
> Write in

>>36724179
An army of Ft-17s it will be adorable.

Create Excalibur.

>>36724236
Return to OA

>>36724236
>Return to Oa, the Guardians might have your head if you’re not there at the right time.

they probably want to know about the Manhunter attack on Mogo

>>36724236
> Return to Oa, the Guardians might have your head if you’re not there at the right time.
This was a major manhunter attack. If Blue was not here, Mojo could have died.

>>36724244
>FT-17's

Not this again.

>>36724236
>Return to Oa, the Guardians might have your head if you’re not there at the right time.

>>36724286
What's wrong with FT-17s?

We're going to use French stuff right?

Better then the Chateau machine gun

>>36724203
>Phileas Fogg sabotaging the spaceships' engines


Dang.

>>36724086
>>36724179

I forgot, we could have:

>Lancelot du Lac

> Cyrano de Bergerac

> the Mousquetaires

>Saint George

>Charlemagne, Roland and the rest of his armies

>Louis XIV as a literal Roi Soleil

And that's only for the humans.

>>36724236
>Ask Mogo if Manhunters risk to attacks him again soon

>Send a repport to the Guardians telling them what happened.

>>36724411
Switching support to this. They need an immediate report and Mojo needs to be protected.

Excaliber is now.

>>36724236
>Meet back on Mogo, continue the training!

>>36724491
Why would we need a Welsh sword, anon?

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> Return to Oa, the Guardians might have your head if you’re not there at the right time.

“Mogo, I should return to Oa. Can you handle yourself?”

> WITH GREEN LANTERNS DKRTZY RRR, ARISIA RABB, AND LARVOX WITH ME, I WILL.

Chaselon happily flies next to you. “I will go with you, Green Lantern Berger!” That is great.

“I will stay behind,” says Eudora. “I have no interest in visiting Oa at the moment. But you are free to visit whenever you’d like!” She holds up a cup of tea. “We can have tea and soup!” She takes a sip.

You nod, smiling. “Then to all of you, goodbye. I will see you soon.” You and Chaselon blast off into the universe, directly for Oa.

-

-

“… and you say Manhunters?”

You nod, standing before a holographic council of the Guardians. They do not have the time to give you a council in person, which is why you talk to them through some sort of computer rather than face to face. “Oui. Manhunter ships, two of them, which produced small armies of Manhunters.”

“This is distressing,” says one Guardian. “They know that Mogo is important to our recruitment process. If we were to lose Mogo, the Corps would be dealt a serious blow. You have done well today Green Lantern Berger for defending him.”

You smile, your heart swelling a bit. “Th- thank you, Monsieur. I have left Lanterns Larvox, Dkrtzy RRR, and Arisia to guard him. They are making further review on their training there on his planet.” Kilowog should really watch out that Mogo not steal his job in training new Green Lanterns.

“Onto business however,” says one Guardian. “You start your newest tour of duty as part of the Oan garrison. You will report to Green Lantern Salaak directly. Is that understood?”

You nod. “Oui.”

“Very good. We look forward to more good news,” says the Guardians. “Do not fail us.” They disappear back into the computer, and you look to Chaselon.

“So, what now, Green Lantern Berger?” he asks.

> TO THE LIBRARY!
> Let’s find Salaak
> TO THE MESS HALL
> Write in

>>36724580
The most famous stories about King Arthur were written by a French dude.

>>36724752
> Write in
How long has it been? Call Earth?

>>36724752
> Let’s find Salaak

>>36724752
>TO THE LIBRARY!
>Wait, no, gotta be Professional. Let's go find Salaak

>>36724752
>TO THE MESS HALL

>>36724580
french love king arthur.

>>36724752
>"Let's go find Salaak."

>>36724752
>Let’s find Salaak

>>36724752
> Let’s find Salaak

Let's not disappoint the blue assholes.

>>36724752
Salaak

>>36724752
>> Let’s find Salaak


>>36724773
I know. Including "Le Chevalier à la Charette", which could near literaly be descibed as "a commissioned fanfic with an OC main character and fetish elements".

I was just trying to be funny.

>>36724752
>> Let’s find Salaak

Does the blue lantern bump negate the weakness to yellow?

by the time blue lanterns were introduced to the comics, the yellow weakness was removed.

>>36724752
>Let’s find Salaak

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> Let’s find Salaak

“Monsieur Salaak!” You find him in the grand control room, surrounded by dozens of monitor screens, all telling important information about the various workings of the Green Lantern Corps. He looks you. “The Guardians have assigned me to be your direct subordinate. What will you have me do?”

He looks to Chaselon, apparently confused, then looks to you. “Well it will be a pleasure to have you, Green Lantern Berger.” He motions over to a monitor. “Go monitor there for a little bit, we will start you off easily.” You walk over to the monitor, then smile at Chaselon. He eye-smiles back, happy that you are happy.

In reality, you are actually dreading this so much. Ugh, merde, being assigned to Oa when the Universe is at stake. You wonder what Clarissa is doing. Probably something stupid like relax on a beach. Maybe she brought Kilowog with her.

> “Oooh, Kilowog! Rub some of this lotion on my back, please!”
> “Hehehe, sure thing, sweetheart…”

… oh oh god, you gag. That- Oh no. No no no, you do NOT need that image. Ugh…

Monsieur Salaak looks to you. “Something wrong?” You shake your head quickly. “Good. I-“ One of the Monitors pings. He taps the screen, and immediately an image of a Guardian pops up. “What will you have me do?”

“You are required in the Council Chamber, Salaak. Please report immediately.”

“Yes, Guardians. As soon as I acquaint Green Lantern Berger with-“

“Now, Salaak.” Salaak blinks, then nods quickly. The screen closes, then he looks to you.

“I must go. Will you be okay monitoring things here?”

> “Of course!”
> “No. Not at all.”
> “Just give me a quick tip before you leave.”
> Write in

>>36725197
TIP PLEASE

>>36725197
> “Just give me a quick tip before you leave.”
Like what do I do if Manhunters show up, that's a good start.

>>36725197
>“Of course!”

Then fall asleep

>>36725197
>“Just give me a quick tip before you leave.”

>>36725197
> “Just the tip before you leave.”

>>36725197

> “Just give me a quick tip before you leave.”

What could possibly go wrong?

Calling it now, Legion invades and Lumi has no idea how to operate any of the equipment needed to tell everyone else. Or she can't find the right monitor.

>>36725197

>> “Just give me a quick tip before you leave.”
>"Unless thats make you late"

>>36725246

We have a relevant database at hand. Literaly.

The ring can give us any info we need to operate that kind of device.

>>36725197
>> “Just give me a quick tip before you leave.”

>>36725197
>“Just give me a quick tip before you leave.”

>>36725197
"I have no clue what I'm doing, but that hasn't stopped me before."

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>>36725320

Yes, but think of it like this. One of these things is a horrible outcome that would shaft Lumi in a ton of ways and give the Guardians a reason to fire her.

The other would be relatively not horrible.

Now I'm not saying the MYSTERY BOX has a higher success percentage than Lumi being entrusted with anything important all by herself, where she's liable to take the blame on something, but...

>>36725391
We can just call Salaak if something is up.
Then, responsibility is on him

>>36725246
>implying not knowing the equipment is a problem
>implying Lumiere won't become a voyeur

>>36725197
>“Just give me a quick tip before you leave.”

>>36725424

What would she even be peeking at? No offense, but I'm thinking she'd be hard-pressed finding anything watchable in a Corps consisting mostly of aliens, some of which who don't even have a gender, when "same-sex relationships" isn't even a thing she knows about, let alone can wrap her head around.

>>36725197
>> “Just give me a quick tip before you leave. Just the tip. Just for a moment..to see how it feels.”

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>>36725391

Dude, not to say that it's bad to be on our guard, but just saying "Lumi reads the manual on how to opperate the devices" is enough to counter the problem.

>>36725197
>Read the manual on how to monitor

> “Just give me a quick tip before you leave.”

You hold up a finger. “Just a quick tip?”

Salaak scratches his leathery chin, mulling over it. He snaps his fingers on two of his hands then says, “Allocate as necessary.” He quickly turns around, then flies out of the room.

That was not helpful at all!

Chaselon floats next to you, and you look at him. “Chaselon, don’t you have your own Sector to watch over?” you ask.

He shrugs with the upper parts of his tentacles. “Diamalon is patrolling the Sector, and so far he is doing fine on his own. I will be available to help you when I can,” he says. Well you suppose a floating crystal ball is better than no help at all. You walk up to the center of all of the monitors, then rest your hands on the glowing panels beneath them. They all open up, to reveal hundreds of Green Lanterns at work. They avert the flare of suns over inhabited worlds, the dropping of asteroids into planets, or mediate negotiations between two civilizations. They are real Green Lanterns.

And you’re just sitting here. Literally, you just projected yourself a nice rocking chair to do this all on. You observe them all, inattentively.

Hm… There are three screens that are pinging.

> WARNING: YOU HAVE NOT OBSERVED THESE LANTERNS IN OVER FIVE MINUTES.

Well, time to change that. First off…

> Jack T. Chance
> Bd’G
> Xax

>>36725700
>Xax
I have no idea who any of these people are.

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>>36725641

Alright, I'm just saying that if something horrible happens and when inevitably get blamed for it, I will be there to say that I called it. I feel this is only fair.

>>36725700
>> Bd’G

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>36725700
Fuck it, rolling for monitor:
1 Jack T. Chance
2 Bd’G
3 Xax

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>>36725700
> Jack T. Chance

That sounds human and male!

>>36725700

> Jack T. Chance

He sounds suspiciously human in name, I thought it was just Lumi and Clarissa for Earth.

>>36725721
Well, the alternative is insubordination, which is worse.

>>36725700
>> Jack T. Chance
He's the only one I recognise. He is also best lantern.

>>36725743
He's in charge of Hellhole.

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>>36725777

I have no idea what that is but your trips compel me to find out. Off to pilfer this highly classified information from the DC Wiki.

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This is Jack T. Chance

>>36725700
> Jack T. Chance

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>>36725815
this is Bd'G

>>36725700
XAX

>>36725700

The talking squirrel? Awesome!

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>>36725849
And this is Xax

>>36725910
No Anon we all know the talking Grasshopper is a the best.

>>36725878
Poor little space cricket.
[laughingLadyStyx.jpg]

>>36725924
I didn't

>>36725700
>Xax

>>36725700
> Jack T. Chance

Anyone who punches out Hal Jordan deserves my vote

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>>36726048
No backsie

> Jack T. Chance

You bring up Jack T. Chance. You remember seeing his entry in the Book of Oa, a humanoid blue-skinned alien from Garnet (or Hellhole) in Sector 0017 who was restricted to the planet due to his killing of a sentient being. Honestly, if it weren’t for the blue skin, he would look like any regular Private Eye like from those movies in Hollywood. He’s got the trenchcoat, the skull on his shirt, the ring, and everything.

Still, he’s actually quite handsome.

Right now he’s confronted by a group of large aliens, who seem to have interrupted his time at the busy and noisy pub. “Iffit ain’t da Green Lantern of Hellhole…” one of them growls. Monsieur Chance simply sits on his stool, taking a drink. One of them smashes the drink, spraying the liquid all over the bar, and Chance’s shirt, and silencing the entire plac.

Chance looks to them, narrowing his eyes. “Looking for a fight?” He sighs, motioning the bartender to bring him another glass. “Not today.”

“Come on!” yells one of them. “We outnumber ten to one!”

“Oh, you’re screwed them, creeps,” he mutters.

One of them looks to another. “You said he’d be a good fight. What’s wrong wit ‘im?”

“Hey, I don’t fight if I need-“ One of them sprays Chance in the face with his new glass of beer. He sits there for a moment. The aliens grin, laughing and taunting. Finally, Chance stands up and grabs the lapels of his trenchcoat. “You who are wicked, evil, and mean. I’m the nastiest creep you’ve ever seen! Come one, come all, put up a fight. I’ll pound your ass with Green Lantern’s Light.”

One of the aliens find his jaw smashed by a giant projection of a fist. The next second, he goes right through a table, knocked out. The others balk, recoiling in horror.

Chance smirks. “Yowza.”

[1/2]

>>36726271
Ooh lala~, a man of action. Chaselon taps your shoulder. “Um, Green Lantern Berger?”

You sigh. “Oui, oui.” You start shuffling through the other monitors as well.

Suddenly, you hear someone fly into the room. You turn back to see Clarissa, landing then holding her arms out. “Hey, I heard you fought off some Manhunters on your newest boyfriend, Mogo! Congratulations!” she cheers.

> “Go away, I’m busy.”
> “Thank you, Clarissa.”
> “Mogo is not my boyfriend.”
> Write in

>>36726294
>> “Go away, I’m busy.”
>> “Thank you, Clarissa.”


Focus on our job

>>36726294
>“Mogo is not my Professeur"

>>36726294
>> “Go away, I’m busy.”
>> “Thank you, Clarissa.”

>>36726294
>“Thank you, Clarissa.”
>“Mogo is not my boyfriend.”

How would that even work? I wouldn't even know what to get him for a present for his birthday.

Although we should really think about getting him something. He's been pretty awesome to us so far.

>>36726294
> “Thank you, Clarissa.”
> Write in
"I wish Mogo could be my boyfriend. He's wise and kind. And a fucking planet."

Look at this monitor drool

>>36726294
>> “Thank you, Clarissa.”

> “Go away, I’m busy.”
or stay and help

>>36726337
I don't know? A asteroid? Or a moon?

>>36726294
>> “Thank you, Clarissa.”
>> “Mogo is not my boyfriend.”

>>36726294
> “Thank you, Clarissa.”
> Write in
"LOOK AT THIS HUNK JACK T CHANCE"
"Could you help me watch the monitors? I could use another pair of eyes. And someone to talk to."

>>36726355
Actually, I'll change my vote>>36726354 to this

>>36726294
>you jelly clarissa

>>36726294

> “Thank you, Clarissa.”

Always express professionalism!

>>36726294
>>36726343
Also, if we have time, show her a recording of the projection we made to stop the manhunter ships. It was awesome!

>>36726294
>> “Thank you, Clarissa.”
>"Sorry, if I seem distracted, I must watch those monitors."

>Check on Xax

>>36726294

> “Thank you, Clarissa.”
> “Mogo is not my boyfriend.”

>>36726294
>“Thank you, Clarissa.”
>"Mogo is not my boyfriend. Also, I have to watch these monitors or tge whole Corps will collapse into chaos. Or something.
>Sorry if I can't pay much attention. We'll hang out as soon as I am done, 'kay?"

>>36726294
>“Thank you, Clarissa.”

>>36726294
Forgot to put here >>36726430

>"I'm still single, if you want to know"

>>36726526
second

>>36726526
Change to something more annoyed like "for your information" or "if you must know" and I second.

>>36726526
Thirded.
Thirded so fucking hard.

>Captcha: botsday success
Goddammit Captcha I told you I am NOT a Robot!

> “Thank you, Clarissa.”

You sigh, smiling at her. At least she appreciates you, unlike the Guardians. “Thank you, Clarissa. What brings you here?” you ask.

“Oh, Kilowog gave me quite the spanking for the ice cream thing earlier,” she says. You shudder. “Something wrong?” You shake your head. “Anyway, just came to see how you’ve been. Maybe you wanted to try on some new outfits or something!”

You narrow your eyes. “I do not want to try out any-“ She snaps her fingers. Oh here we go. “Clarissa, I am busy right now.” Wait. You quickly say, “And Mogo is not my boyfriend!” you say quickly. You kind of wish he was.

“You’re fine!” she says assuredly. “Come on, let’s cycle through some things.” She snaps her finger again. “I know, maybe something for Halloween!” She zaps your outfit, and it quickly disappears. You shriek, covering yourself. Chaselon meanwhile looks on, curiously.

“Clarissa!” you yell.

“Come on!” she says. She zaps you again, and instantly your costume reforms into quite possibly the scariest thing you have ever seen. You now a flowing green dress, but instead of anything bright, magical or heroic, you look a demon! Bones line your body, as if someone removed your skeleton and put it back on the outside. Not to mention the bony tendrils sticking out from the back like whippy little tails. It’s added on with glowing green wings. “There, doesn’t that look real and scary?”

“I look like an idiot!” You quickly zap back into your real form. “What kind of sick twisted monster would wear that for Halloween!”

“Only the best kind of sick twisted monster!” she says in response.

> “Please, I’m trying to work!”
> Zap her clothes off, see how she likes it
> Write in

>>36726899
> “Please, I’m trying to work!”
Lives are at stake here. Don't touch the shiny button, /tg/. Don't you fucking do it.

>>36726899

> Zap her clothes off, see how she likes it
>Keep track of any monitor that goes unobserved for too long

>>36726899

> “Please, I’m trying to work!”

Clarissa
Clarissa pls
We're trying to work
Pls stahp

>>36726899
> “Please, I’m trying to work!”

>>36726899
>write in
Turn the tables on her. Put on a French maid outfit and tease with the full intention of making her lose her spaghetti.

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>>36726945
>>36726899

> Zap her clothes off, see how she likes it

If God had not wanted us to press the shiny button, he would not have put it there to be pressed.

>>36726899
>> Zap her clothes off, see how she likes it

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>>36726899
> Zap her clothes off, see how she likes it

Vampire.

Then get back to work.

>>36726899
>> “Please, I’m trying to work!”

>>36726899
> “Please, I’m trying to work!”

Does Clarissa still have the violet ring?

>>36726899
> Zap her clothes off, see how she likes it

>>36726899
> “Please, I’m trying to work!”
As much as I love shenanigans, we're kind of supposed to be monitoring all known green lanterns.Clarissa is, of course welcome to help. And then shenanigans afterwards.

>>36726899
>“Please, I’m trying to work!”
Damnit Clarissa, we are already in hot water, and you are not helping!

>>36726899
>>36726899
>> “Please, I’m trying to work!”
>I promise we'll hang out later. But right now I really need to focus on this. I'll let chose the place and what we'll do, ok? Even if it's trying Halloween costumes..."

>Check the monitors

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>>36727030
I'll second this.

Promise to let her dress us up later any way she likes. Bring along Red Tornado while we're at it.

But right now is kinda important since the Red Lanterns and Manhunters have joined forces. If anything, we'll need Clarissa's help.

>>36726899
ignore her we have work to do

>>36727075
I think you linked to the post I deleted.

new version here>>36727072 (just a precision added)

>>36727114
It doesn't really matter.

>>36726899

zap off her underwear

>>36727075

...the hell is up in that picture?

>>36727212
It's from another quest.

> “Please, I’m trying to work!”

“Please!” You throw down your hands, yelling. “I am trying to work, Clarissa! Salaak has entrusted me with monitoring all seven-thousand two-hundred Green Lanterns in the universe and making sure they all have the adequate advisory and support they need!”

Clarissa’s smile drops, then she looks to the computer. “Sounds boring.”

Chaselon says, “Actually, it is quite tension-filled.”

“Boring,” she says. “Come on, can’t you knock off for like a few minutes?”

“No.” You quickly flip through another monitor. “I will find you when I am available. We can play little dollies then, Clarissa.” She frowns, sullen. “Until then, I must remain here. Okay?”

She sighs, folding her arms. “Alright.” She looks around. “Well, can I at least help you?”

> “Sure, bring me some tea and cookies.”
> “Sure, help me monitor those screens there.”
> “No, I’m good.”
> Write in

>>36727349
>“Sure, bring me some tea and cookies.”
mmmmm... cookies

>>36727349

> “Sure, help me monitor those screens there. Or bring me some tea and cookies. I'll take what I can get.”

>>36727349
>“Sure, help me monitor those screens there.”

>>36727349
>“Sure, bring me some tea and cookies.”

With tea and cookies, she can focus on the monitors. Clarissa needs to go save the universe meanwhile.

>>36727349
>"Sure. My back's killing me and I could use a massage. Think you can help me out?"

>>36727349
>> “Sure, help me monitor those screens there.”

>>36727432

oh yes.

>>36727349
>> “Sure, bring me some tea and cookies.”
We are French. She is now our meido.

>>36727349
>“Sure, bring me some tea and cookies.”

>>36727349
>> “Sure, help me monitor those screens there.”

>Thank you. Sorry for the boring

lets hope she doesn't somehow steal credit from us again

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>>36727653
Just let it go, Anon.

Clarissa is better than us and is probably going to spot the invasion before we do. Just focus on saving Oa and everything will be fine.

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>>36727349

> “Sure, bring me some tea and cookies.”

Then, when she comes back

> “help me monitor those screens there.”

>>36727349
>>“Sure, bring me some tea and cookies.

>>36727349
>"Why are you bothering me now? In a fight or really any time you don't hesitate to run off and make yourself everyone's idol. Why are you here now that I actually want to get something done?"

>>36727788
Because she wants to be with her waifu, dummy.

> “Sure, bring me some tea and cookies.”

You smile. “If you could get some tea and cookies, that would magnifique.” She nods, then flies out of the room. She returns five seconds later with a plate of piping hot cookies and two cups of tea. “Oh. I expected that to take longer.”

“I’ve been teaching the Mess Hall guy,” she says. You take a cookie and bite down. Hm, it’s not too bad! She projects herself a comfortable armchair to sit down in and leans back. “So, what are we looking at?”

“All the Green lanterns of the Corps. All of them have specific tasks to do!” you say. “Our job here is to maintain order by giving them advisory or monitoring their situation and dispatching assistance where it is needed!” You scratch your chin, determined. “It is a very important job, Monsieur Salaak must be quite the Lantern to take it.”

“Yeah…” She drinks the tea, not even savoring it, then drops the empty cup on the platter. “Boring. What else we got?”

“That’s it,” you say. “It seems simple and boring, but really there is much more to it!” you say.

“Like what?” she asks.

… Huh. Um. “Well, what happens if a Green Lantern dies?” you say.

She rolls her eyes. “That’s Mogo’s job.” Well, it technically is. Your ring beeps.

[1/2]

>>36727918
[2/2]

You pull it up. “Green Lantern Berger.”

“Green Lantern Berger, it is Tomar-Re.” Ah, Monsieur Tomar-Re. It is good to hear from him! “I report that my negotiations with the Star Sapphires are going swimmingly.”

“Really?” you say. “How so?”

“Well, I have been encased in crystal again.” What!? “But only from the neck down, I am still able to communicate. This Star Sapphire who seems to fancy me at least has consideration for my ability to breathe.”

“Should we help you?”

“No no, I will find my way out of this. And with the Star Sapphires supporting us,” he says. Oh, okay. “Another thing, have you heard word from the Red Lanterns?”

“No,” you say. “I haven’t.”

“It has been some time, yes?” Well… it hasn’t been that long. Has it? There must have been some word from Cherry. Hm. “Anyway, I must go. The Sapphire is back, and it appears she wants me to tickle her angler. Tomar-Re, out.” The ring stops glowing.

“Wow, Tomar-Re is a hell of a guy to talk like that when he’s on a planet of whores,” says Clarissa.

> “Clarissa, maybe you should go and find out what is going on with the Red Lanterns.”
> “That reminds me, what was that about you summoning me to their planet?”
> “Tomar-Re is calm, I have confidence in him.”
> Write in

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>>36727938
> “Clarissa, maybe you should go and find out what is going on with the Red Lanterns.”

Lumi is too dense for option 2.

>>36727938
>> “Clarissa, maybe you should go and find out what is going on with the Red Lanterns.”

>>36727938
>“Clarissa, maybe you should go and find out what is going on with the Red Lanterns.”

>>36727938
>> “That reminds me, what was that about you summoning me to their planet?”

because

>>36727938
>> “That reminds me, what was that about you summoning me to their planet?”
>> “Tomar-Re is calm, I have confidence in him.”

>>36727938
>“That reminds me, what was that about you summoning me to their planet?”

>>36727938
>> “Clarissa, maybe you should go and find out what is going on with the Red Lanterns.”

>> “Tomar-Re is calm, I have confidence in him.”

got to give the guy propd

>>36728047
indeed, props for Tomar-Re

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>>36727938

> “Clarissa, maybe you should go and find out what is going on with the Red Lanterns.”

Though I woulda loved to have seen what sorta shit Lumi could pull with a Red Lantern ring.

>>36727938
>> “Tomar-Re is calm, I have confidence in him.”

> “Clarissa, maybe you should go and find out what is going on with the Red Lanterns.”

>>36727938
> “That reminds me, what was that about you summoning me to their planet?”
>"I recall hearing I was your "true love"?"

>>36728068
>Clarissa goes red because of frustration towards Lumi

>>36728068

Don't worry. Clarissa will probably get captured. Lumi worked into a tiff about not being able to try and save her, get increasingly frustrated with the Guardians not actually doing anything useful about the situation and eventually rage so hard she breaks and/or a red ring takes note.

I hope.

Gotta catch 'em all

>>36727938
>> “Tomar-Re is calm, I have confidence in him.”

Don't send Clarissa away.

>>36727938

>“That reminds me, what was that about you summoning me to their planet?”
>“Tomar-Re is calm, I have confidence in him.”

>>36727938
>People want to send Clarissa to die
Awful people.

> “That reminds me, what was that about you summoning me to their planet?”
> “Tomar-Re is calm, I have confidence in him.”

>>36727938
>> “That reminds me, what was that about you summoning me to their planet?”
Kek

>>36727938
>That reminds me, what was that about summoning me?
>Clarissa, we are friends...I feel you are keeping something from me and I am concerned.

> “That reminds me, what was that about you summoning me to their planet?”

“I must admit, Tomar-Re has quite the calmness about him. I have confidence in his ability.” You snap your fingers. “That reminds me. Clarissa.” She looks to you as she chews on a cookie. “How did you summon me to the Star Sapphire world?” She stops chewing, her eyes wide. “They are powered by love, oui?”

She coughs, crumbs of cookie falling down her mouth and onto her dress. “Ah, well…” She crosses her legs, biting her lip. “You know, I have amazing respect and love for you, sweetcheeks, you’re like a hero! And I respect and admire heroes all the same, yeah?” She says. You narrow your eyes. Strange.

“But they were bringing their true loves, no?” you say. She shrugs, apparently defeated. “Hmph, your ring must have malfunctioned,” you say.

“What?” she says. She seems surprised. You look to her, curious. “Oh- Oh! Yeah- Yeah, yeah. That’s what it was. I was thinking about like… I dunno, cheese or something and I must have accidentally summoned you by impulse and not say a really handsome guy or something… ehehehehe…” She scratches the back of her head, looking away. “Yeah, yeah.” She says. “That’s what it was.”

“Hm.” You look around the monitors. Now you’re curious. But before you can prod further, Salaak walks back in. “Ah, Monsieur.”

“Green Lantern, I assume you have things under control?” You nod. “Very good.” You offer him the deck again, and he immediately resumes his position as if he nothing had happened. “You may rest for now. I may call upon you to take a shift later in the day with me.”

You tilt your head. “Are you not going to take a break, Monsieur?”

“Crime waits for no one,” he says. He goes back to monitoring the Green Lantern Corps, as he always has. You, Chaselon, and Clarissa leave the Control Room.

Well, since you are going to be staying on Oa, you might as well search out your old room.

> Go back to your old room
> TO THE LIBRARY
> TO THE MESS HALL
> Write in

>>36728411
>Go back to your old room

>>36728411
>> TO THE LIBRARY
Every time we have one of these conversations with Clarissa, I feel just a little bit sorry for her. It's like we punched her soul in the junk.

>>36728411
>> Go back to your old room

Bring clarissa back.

Time to chill out and rest abit.

>>36728411
Are we still in that halloween costume?

>>36728411
> TO THE LIBRARY
Man, poor Clarissa.

>>36728411
> Go back to your old room

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>>36728411

> TO THE MESS HALL

How long has it been since Lumi's eaten last? I say it's time for some food!

>>36728411
>go back go your old room
Chillin with Clarissa sounds good.

>>36728411
>> TO THE LIBRARY

>>36728411
>Go back to your old room

>>36728411
>go back to your room

Bring Clarissa!

So how old do you suppose Renee Montoya is in this universe?

Maybe Clarissa might go for her.

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> Go back to your old room

You open up the door to reveal your old room in the Oa Green Lantern residential blocks. It happens to be less of a room and more of a grand hotel suite. You’ve got a bathroom with running hot and cold water, a nice living area, a kitchen as well, and a large master bedroom for yourself. All with a good view of the Oan city. Clarissa and Chaselon are not really impressed, immediately going to relax. You understand, they have probably already seen it.

You sigh, sitting down on the couch next to Clarissa. It is good though, you spent a large amount of time here when you were training under Sinestro. He would even come to you in the night to give you a surprise attack just to keep you on your toes.

You snap your fingers and give yourself a projection of a book, War of the Worlds. You need to finish re-reading it. Clarissa bounces in her seat next to you, and you quickly scoot away. “This is one bouncy couch!” she says. You sigh, trying to ignore her.

Chaselon floats up to you. “Green Lantern Berger. Are we sure we should not seek out the Red Lanterns?”

“I cannot do anything about it since I am now part of the Oan Garrison and am restricted from leaving the planet,” you say. “Do you have any ideas, Chaselon?”

Chaselon happily bounces in altitude. “With your permission, I could go. I have studied much on the emotional spectrum of rage. Perhaps I too could be a Red Lantern if I wanted to.” You hold back a giggle. Really? “I can be angry too.” He furrows his eyes, trying to glare at you. “Grr.”

> “Sure, Chaselon, be safe.”
> “I’d rather you not.”
> Write in

>>36729019
> “I’d rather you not.”

the world is not ready

>>36729019
> “Sure, Chaselon, be safe.”

>>36729019
> “Sure, Chaselon, be safe.”

>>36729019
>> “Sure, Chaselon, be safe.”
>Please be careful, I'm not sure the universe is ready for your rage.

>>36729019
>*giggle*
>> “Sure, Chaselon, be safe.”

>>36729019
> “Sure, Chaselon, be safe.”
He will be a great wind that will sweep all before him like... a great wind! A great crystalloid wind!

>>36729019
>“I’d rather you not.”
>"I much prefer the cheerful Chaselon we all know and love."
>"but you can go if you realy want, just stay safe."

>"So, Clarissa, how are things back on Earth?"

> “Sure, Chaselon, be safe.”

You smile. “Okay, Chaselon. Be safe, okay?” He nods, then quickly flies off. You have to giggle at how he thinks he could be angry enough to be a Red Lantern. You have never seen Chaselon angry at all! At best, maybe a little annoyed or irritated, but stark raving mad? No. Never. The adorable little ball though can really pack a mean drill.

Clarissa lies back on the couch, resting her head on your lap. Hey! “I’m bored!”

“Clearly,” you say. “Why don’t you go make yourself something to eat?” She sighs, then rolls off your couch and slovenly walks over to the kitchen to make something to eat.

You don’t understand Clarissa. The only things you really know her for is being annoying, being nice, and having giant tits. You shudder. She could have so many admirers to choose from just for one of those birds.

[1/2]

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>>36729580
[2/2]

Your ring beeps. “Huh?” You pull it up, putting your book away. It’s not a call, it’s detecting something. You look over to the door, and walk over to it. You open it up to reveal Princess Amethyst. She stands there, her outfit completely torn to smithereens, allowing you to see her wounds and cuts and skin underneath. “Oh my goodness, Amethyst!” Clarissa looks over the kitchen.

She stands there, dazed. Finally, she holds up a helmet, a helmet much like the Crusaders of old. “This is for your friend,” she whispers. She immediately falls over. You catch her in your arms, then walk her over to your couch. “Ugh, so tired.”

“What happened!?” you ask. You lie her down on the couch as Clarissa pulls up a book on medical techniques and some reading glasses.

“Robots, big red robots with soulless faces,” she says. Manhunters. “They invaded Gemworld through a tear… They brought with them those vicious raging red warriors.” What? “My people stayed behind so I could escape.” She stares upwards, still apparently shocked and dazed.

> “Was a giant yellow robot with them?”
> “Just relax, we’ll have you patched up tout de suite.”
> “Why would they do this?”
> Write in

>>36729599
>“Was a giant yellow robot with them?”

>>36729599
>Was a giant yellow robot with them?
>Why would they do this?

>>36729599
>“Just relax, we’ll have you patched up tout de suite.”

>>36729599
> “Was a giant yellow robot with them?”
> “Why would they do this?”

Patch her up while you talk.

>>36729599
> “Just relax, we’ll have you patched up tout de suite.”

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>>36729599

>>> “Was a giant yellow robot with them?”
>> “Just relax, we’ll have you patched up tout de suite.”
>> “Why would they do this?”

ASK EVERYTHING

>>36729599
>EVERYTHING

>>36729732
>>36729697
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MrTsuvykUZk

> “Was a giant yellow robot with them?”

“Clarissa?” you say. She immediately gets to work on bandaging some of the worst wounds with her Green Lantern ring power. You look to Amethyst, taking her hand gently and holding it. “Was a giant yellow robot with them?”

Her eyes widen. “Yes. Yes. Oh my God, yes.” You narrow your eyes, sighing. Damn it. “He called himself Legion. The personally lamed my horse. And he claimed Gemworld as part of the new conquest for his people, a point where he could invade this world, without being seen.” What!?

Clarissa blinks. “Th- that makes sense. Dimensions exist on different frequencies with one other. Just because you end up some place in one dimension doesn’t mean you’ll end up in another in the same place. It’s like the Dimensional crisis thing you told me about, where you traveled to London and ended up in Gotham.”

You nod. “And Gemworld’s tear must open close to Oa.” You look down to Amethyst again, pleading. “How did you get here?”

“I used my magic to open a portal,” she says. “I… I left so many people behind.” Tears start flowing from her cheeks. “Gemworld… oh Gemworld.” You squeeze her hand, tightly, trying to reassure her. “I couldn’t save it!”

“It is not your fault,” you say. “I will help you reclaim Gemworld.”

Clarissa says, “Wait, GL.” You blink. “You’re still on Garrison duty. If the Guardians knew you traveled dimensions again without their permission. They’d have you booted from the Corps.”

> “Let them then.”
> “Fine, I’ll have to stay then.”
> Write in

>>36729599
>“Was a giant yellow robot with them?”
> “Just relax, we’ll have you patched up tout de suite.”
> “Why would they do this?”

Should we notify the Guardians about this? Although at this point, I'm not sure if they'd be willing to do anything about it.

>>36730046
> “Fine, I’ll have to stay then.”

>Write-In

"But we're not leaving Clarissa without help." Then go try to recruit some guys, possibly a Blue Lantern.

>>36730060
Or they would.

"Lanterns, you are authorized to destroy the portal to Gemworld and if necessary, destroy the dimension Gemworld is located in."

>>36730046

> “Let them then.”

We can't just leave people to rot, that shit ain't heroic. We can't interfere with the war back home, let's actually do something about one where we can.

Sort of.

Look, point is; the Guardians couldn't tell what's good for galactic stability if it opened a portal into their meeting room and fucked them over four ways to Sunday. Plus, our fan needs us.

>>36730046
>“Let them then.”

>>36730046
are you kidding me we are getting as many lanterns as we can to go we taking down his base to attack Oa from we are going straight to them with this

>>36730046
>“Let them then.”
But first, let's gather as much help as possible.

>>36730046
>(Write in) inform the guardians,they will want to know that legion can access oa this easilly

>>36730046

I don't suppose we could see if the JL/JSA would be willing to help out on this one?

>>36730046
>Write in
Inform Salaak and the Guardians that there is an imminent and greatly pressing danger to Oa in extremely close proximity. We have to scramble the Lanterns and find that tear.

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>>36730046
>> Write in

"Clarissa, go with her back to Gemworld. I'll see if I can raise an army."

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>>36730192

Knowing them, they'll probably be savin the world from the latest scheme to turn everyone into apes by Ultra-Humanite or beating back Starro or punching Nazis.

Most likely punching Nazis.

>>36730229
Supporting
>>36730046

>>36730310
Wouldn't Ultra-Humanite be trying to destroy Jazz or Art Deco or something?

>>36730229
>>36730363

Wouldn't the Guardians, much like how Sector 666 eventually became an issue, just tell them to torch the place and tell the Lanterns in charge of doing so that it's just some deserted dimension that will in no way have any repercussions or something?

tl;dr: Wouldn't the Guardians look to eliminate and stiffle the problem over actually fixing it or seeming "dependent" on anything, even if it's just Gemworld's ability to keep its own shit in order? They can't even do that for the rest of the galaxy, that's why we have the Corps in the first place.

>>36730266
Supporting

>>36730462
legion is a major threat, if they do decide to blow it up they would be doing so out of fera

>>36730523

I'm just saying, the Guardians are full of shit when it comes to half if not most of what they preach and have no issue removing anything that proves just that. And in this case, that would completely shred the fuck out of Gemworld.

I don't know about you, but I ain't ready to condemn an entire parallel dimension to being destroyed or otherwise doomed just because those blue garden gnomes refused to listen in the first place. Especially if we can still solve this by liberal application of ring power.

>>36730046
We should summon the blue Lantern as well. Go back to Mojo and open a portal for the Blue Lantern and all of the Honor guard training there.

> “Let them then.”

You stand up. “Let them then. I will not stand by and let an entire world that is nominally under my care be ravaged and pillaged by Legion.” Clarissa looks to you, a bit sad, then sighs, accepting it.

“Fine.” Clarissa pats Princess Amethyst on the head. “I’m right with you then.” You smile at Clarissa. “We boot that yellow bastard outta Gemworld if it takes us all summer.”

“I’ll go too!” says Princess Amethyst. She tries to sit up, but yells in pain. Clarissa immediately sits her down, concerned. “Agh! I’m fine!”

“You’re not,” you say. You adjust your ring a little, then put your most steely determined look. “Clarissa. Take care of her. I am going to inform the Guardians. Regardless of what they tell me, we will save Gemworld and keep Oa safe.” She nods. “I’m going to gather as many Green Lanterns as I can, any help I can bring.” You walk over to the door. “Make sure she stays in bed, alright?”

“Great, now I’m a doctor,” says Clarissa. “You got it!”

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>>36730462
>>36730587
>Guardians ordering to glass a dimension
>When said dimension's ruler is staring straight at them
>Damning an entire dimension's worth of life to maybe take out a sworn enemy
The BALLS on them if they do.

>>36730630
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“And you tell us Legion and his Manhunter armies has taken over Gemworld?”

You nod. You have arrived to the Council of the Guardians, this time in person. “That’s right. And I have firm belief that they may be supported by the Red Lanterns. If we can assemble a task force of Green Lanterns and invade through the tear, we can liberate the dimension and make safe Oa! I beg you, we must take action now!”

The Guardians look to each other, silently. After a few moments of quiet, tense quiet, they look to you. “We have a different plan.” Oh? “Gemworld is to be sealed off, and then wiped completely from the Dimensional charts.” What!? “We have Legion where we want him, now we have him in a position where we can entrap him, and entomb him and the Manhunters and even the Red Lanterns forever.”

“You can’t!” you yell. “There are innocent people in Gemworld who need our help!”

“We are only concerned with the problems of sentient beings in our universe,” says one Guardian. “What goes on in other dimensions is now business of ours.”

“You cannot just seal them away!” you protest. “Do you not remember what happened last time when you tried that? Legion still escaped. He will find another way! You-“

“No debates,” says one Guardian.

“With all due respect.” The Guardians look on to see Salaak, Rot-Lop-Fan, Kilowog, Stel, and Bd’g floating. Salaak leads them. “Green Lantern Berger is right. The example that Legion has shown us has given us the knowledge that he is quite tenacious. He will not let the eternal sealing of the dimension he lies in stop him. We volunteer to follow Green Lantern Berger into Gemworld, and attempt to arrest Legion.” You smile, they’re agreeing with you!

>>36730649
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The Guardians glare at Salaak, who immediately looks down. “Salaak, you are one of our most trusted. If you wish for that to remain that way, you will hold your tongue.”

“This is nothing but Montak scat!” shouts Kilowog. “You’re talking about shutting away millions of innocent lives!”

“To save trillions more,” says one Guardian. “No debates.”

> “We’re going, whether you like it or not.”
> “Fine. But you are making a mistake.”
> Write in

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>>36730662

> “We’re going, whether you like it or not.”

Ccccccccccccalled it!

>>36730662
> “We’re going, whether you like it or not.”
> Write in
"We will save everybody. Don't ever question our willpower!"

Also, bring Blue along. This will be a rout, for them!

>>36730662
>Write in Don't let this fear guide your actions.

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>>36730662
> Write in

"It's not justice to leave innocents in bondage or in pain simply to contain an enemy. My world made that mistake by allowing a madman greater and greater chunks of a continent, and I'll not repeat it here.

If you want to punish me for that, do it. Do it when I get back."

> “We’re going, whether you like it or not.”

>>36730662
>“We’re going, whether you like it or not.”
You may have forgotten this, but I'm not going to let this evil escape my sight!

>>36730662
"We're going whether you like it or not,"
"I will never betray the corps like Sinestro did, I will lay my life down for it...but you lot are closer to him then you realize,"

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>>36730662
>> “We’re going, whether you like it or not.”

Screw it, we got people to save.

>>36730662

> “We’re going, whether you like it or not.”
> "I am not giving up on an entire dimension because you were too stubborn to listen to me in the first place."

>>36730703
So the Guardians are officially Hitler?

>>36730779
Neville Chamberlain.

>>36730662
> “We’re going, whether you like it or not.”
"You were too stubborn to heed my warnings about Legion. You were too stubborn to heed my warnings about the Manhunters. You were too stubborn to heed my warnings about the destruction of the Corps and your very deaths. When, exactly, will you show some of the centuries of wisdom you claim to have?"

>>36730696
or
>when the ancient evil inevitably breaks out, He could have countless civilizations ready to invade our dimension. Its best not to have any chance of forgetting him and go in as soon as possible

>>36730662

"I see are you all sure of this decision killing millions?"

if yes


go to main power battery charge up with everything it has

then go back and face them saying this

"Guardians for the crime of attempted genocide I am placing you under arrest no one is above the law"
then we toss there blue asses into science cells!

>>36730864
Nah, that's full rebellion and basically a distraction.

>>36730649
>“Gemworld is to be sealed off, and then wiped completely from the Dimensional charts.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HsqmU3v0hVA

>>36730662
>“We’re going, whether you like it or not.”
To needlessly damn innocent lives in order to stop an enemy, even with guarantee of victory or not...
For good men to stand by and do nothing...
THAT is evil.
And last I checked, that doesn't escape our sight and should learn to beware our power.

>>36730877
there criminals and must be apprehended

>>36730920
But the Guardians aren't going anywhere right now.

You want to go rebellion mode? Do it after we take out Legion.

>>36730864
>>36730920
Rebellion later. Legion and Gemworld now.

>>36730864
>>36730920

That kind of thing demands timing. That timing generally isn't just before an interdimensional invasion when we're still recovering from apprehending the fucking Guardians of all people. I'm just sayin'.

>>36730877
at this point they have no right calling them selves guardians, hell they never do anything any way.


and saying “We’re going, whether you like it or not.”
is making us sound like a penchant child

>>36730953
>>36730959
gotta do it when there acting criminal we can't always clean up there mess

its not rebellion its Justice.

>>36731041
It's justice, but it's also rebellion and rebellion means politics and politicking takes time.

Let's say we take out the Guardians, easy peasy. Who runs the GL corps? What things were the guardians doing that are no longer being done? What consequences will the rebellion have?

Sort those things out before we take out the guardians.

>>36731074
I believe in Ganthet.

Well, I did before he got brainwashed in the comics.

>>36731041
Petulant, not penchant.

Either way, you're being short-sighted. We're heading off to stop Legion and save Gemworld, and we're going to come back and rub it in the Guardians' faces that they screwed up. Plus, as >>36731074 says, you have to plan this stuff out if you're actually going to overthrow the Guardians.