>>36857023
>take the call, but lest Clarissa sleep
Continue being ignorant to her feelings.

>>36857023
> Take the call, but let Clarissa sleep

>>36857023
>Take the call, but let Clarissa sleep

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>>36857023
> Take the call, but let Clarissa sleep

Batman maid when?

>>36857023
> Take the call, but let Clarissa sleep
Schteel. You torture my heart. Our pure waifu can only hold us in her dreams.

>>36857023
>Take the call, but let Clarissa sleep

>>36857023
> Take the call, but let Clarissa sleep

>>36857023
> Take the call, but let Clarissa sleep

How many 1's will be rolled this time around I wonder.

>>36857229
Lumi will roll n+1 Nat1's, where n is the number of times Clarisa shows her up.

>>36857272
Do not mock the dice gods

>>36857229
depends on how many times we have to roll

>>36857272

So, are we gonna tear the Guardians a new one?

Because I wanted to point out that they have no legitimity, being self-appointed vigilantes who just happen to have a superweapon they called dibs on.

> Take the call, but let Clarissa sleep

You sigh, lying back down, then holding your ring up. Clarissa sleepily nuzzles her nose in your neck. Ah, get off! You gently slap her away, and she groans and moans sadly. “Green Lantern Berger of 2814 here,” you whisper. You might as well be polite and not wake her up.

“This is the Guardians, Green Lantern Berger.” An image of a Guardian pops up out of your ring, tiny like an action figure. He does not look amused however. “We would like to review your perfmance these past few weeks.”

You rub your head. You have suddenly got a headache, merde… “Now?” you ask.

“Now,” he says. “Not only have you proven to be a failure in many respects, but these past few days you have done nothing but show us up, humiliate us in front of the Green Lantern Corps, our own institution. We have called into question your loyalty to the Corps, because every chance we give you to redeem yourself in our eyes, you find some way to subvert that. What have you to say for yourself?”

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You sigh. You really do not need this. Clarissa’s hand drifts down your hips, and gently squeezes your thigh. Ah, the little pervert! You slap her hand away, and she yelps, turning over, finally letting you go. That will teach her. “Guardians, I do what I must for the sake of the Universe. I warned that Legion was a threat, and you did nothing. I am doing something now.”

“Really? While you prancing about, nearly destroying the Star Sapphire Corps by dropping Mogo on them or getting yourself possessed by the Orange Lantern of Avarice, have you ever thought of your own Sector? Just recently there was a civil war with the Greenheads on the moons of Jupiter, and you did nothing to stop this.”

What!? “Th- that’s not fair, you told me nothing of this, I was not informed of any-“

“We have already had another Green Lantern who should’ve been policing his own sector calm the situation,” says the Guardian. “Now we have given you chance after chance. As you say on Earth, you are on very thin ice. Now what have you to say for yourself?”

> “Maybe Sinestro was right.”
> “Nothing.”
> “I’ll show you you’re wrong.”
> Write in

>>36857355
No, let's not do that.

I'd rather just get some experienced GLs in on the decision making process and call it a day.

Let the Guardians be the Senate and a group of top GLs be the House.

>>36857355
Or we're going to lose our ring.

....or they're going to do something to get us off to the side and out of the way.

"Lumi, you have given interesting perspective in all this...so we appoint you with a special badge that will provide you duties that distract you from anything actually important to our goals while still providing you with all these life saving things you seem to always do. You are now Ion,"

>>36857403
> “I’ll show you you’re wrong.”

lets go to Mars dude

>>36857403
> “Nothing.”

Take lumps and focus on our sector.

Personally I don't want to interact with the Guardians for a while.

>>36857403
> Write in

"Its hard to patrol my sector when I have garrison duty on OA."

>>36857403
>Nothing, take your lumps and if they've kicked you off of Oan Planetary Guard duty get back to minding the whole of our sector. We have been a bit earth focused.

>>36857403
>“I’ll show you you’re wrong.”

>>36857475
>And by nothing maybe roll our eyes behind our domino mask.

>>36857403
>“Nothing.”
Garrison duty, planetary arrest, trying to prevent a galactic apocalypse we don't have to justify ourselves to these idiots.

Also, why can Lumi not interfere with the war on Earth, but can interfere with this war on Jupiter?

If we do get kicked out of the Corps, I say we become a space adventurer who hangs her hat on earth.

>>36857522
>not becoming a blue or yellow lantern

>>36857388
>>36857403
Lumi please, stop hitting Clarissa, it's just making it sadder!

>>36857507
She and other super heros can't interfere with the European theater on the ground lest Hitler use the spear of destiny to take control of them.

Mortal men must win the day in the second world war.

>>36857403
> “Maybe Sinestro was right.”

>>36857537
I mean in character, wasn't the whole thing that as a Green Lantern she couldn't interfere with internal politics too much or something? Who is actually aware of the magical plot spear?

>>36857403
WAit fucking what? WE can't interfere in the current war on earth... but we should get involved in the war on Jupiter? Why is that exactly?

>>36857403

I'll also second this observation: >>36857622

>>36857403
> Write in
Everything I do, I do with the intention of protecting and serving the people I am entrusted to. Have I made mistakes, yes. Have my actions been extreme, maybe. But I have seen a future, and I prefer one where the guardians are angry with me rather than the corps shattered.

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> “Nothing.”

You shake your head. The Guardians are just looking for any excuse to get you fired now. Honestly… “I have nothing to say to you,” you say.

The Guardian turns his nose up, harrumphing. “We expect more from you, Green Lantern Berger. We will be watching. Rest assured you are no Abin Sur. We have seen it fit to allow you to police your Sector again, but know that we do this because Mogo has spoken on your behalf. ” You feel something sting at your heart at that. You huff as the image goes away, the call has ended. No Abin Sur your foot. You look over to Clarissa, who still slumbers. At least you can move freely now. You gently take your blanket off, then stand up. The blood rushes to your muscles quite quickly, and for a minute you black out as things get settled once again.

But finally, you yawn loudly and stretch your arms and legs. Good thing you didn’t drink the wine like Amethyst and Clarissa did. You can’t imagine what they must be feeling right now.

At least you can back to Earth now. But who knows how long it’s been? Probably just a day at most. Your body clock is out of whack.

Eudora turns to you, smiling as she holds the Leaning Tower of Dirty Dishes in her hands. “Ah, Green Lantern. Would you like to help me with the dishes?”

> “Sure.”
> “No thanks.”
> Write in

>>36857403

>"And you failed to decommission the Manhunters."

>"Tell me, Guardians, have you ever realised that the only reason why people allowed you to transform them into space-cops was because they trusted you? "

>>36857424

Mogo won't let this happen.

>>36857794
> “Sure.”

>>36857794
>Sure
As a former waitress we can help super good.

>>36857794
>> “Sure.”

Fantasia Broomsticks to make everything clean!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8gOh0wEgLg

>>36857794
>No thanks.
>Write in
Look for a bottle of whiskey to try and correct the morning.

>>36857794
>“Sure.”
Eudora is a good girl.

>>36857794
>“Sure.”
you wash
I'll dry

>>36857794
>> “Sure.”

>>36857870
Should be the opposite, we need to practice our fine projection skills

>>36857905
Why do you want to break the plates?

and if we wash them manually, Lumi will get dishpan hands

>>36857937
use the ring to make dish gloves.

>>36857937
>Why do you want to break the plates?

Because that's what Bilbo Baggins hates

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>>36857794
>french person
>not drinking wine

immersion broken

>>36857992
Blunt the knives bend the forks?

>>36857794
> Write in
Also talk about how worried about you are about the guardians. They really don't seem to like you (both of us), and are worried they might... take extreme measures.

>>36858000
She's been using Champagne bottles as target for practice, anon.

>>36858013

Smash the bottles and burn the corks

> “Sure.”

You take some of the dishes, and then follow Eudora into the kitchen. At the sink lie dozens, if not hundreds of dirty plates to be washed. And no servants in sight. Of course, you and Eudora do have power rings, but come on, would it kill someone to at least try? Oh, whatever. You put down the last of the plates next to sink as Eudora turns it on. “So, Eudora, enjoy yourself last night?”

She smiles. “Oh, I must admit, Green Lantern. I am not what you would call a party animal.” She places some dishes down and starts washing them, by hand. By hand? “Honestly, I consider myself bad around crowds. I do not wish for parties to really come to me, would you agree?”

You shrug, handing her a plate. “Well, I like parties, Eudora. Parties are great!” You snap your finger. “Why, I remember my tenth birthday party. My Papa unfortunately wasn’t there for that, but Monsieur Batiste brought over his ponies. I got to ride with him through the country, it was lovely!”

“You call that a party?” asks Eudora, skeptical.

“It was a party to me,” you say. “I admit, I did not have many friends as a child. In fact, the boys liked to bully me a lot.” You sigh, a bit saddened. “They used to call me Lumi jaune, because I used to be so scared of so many things growing up. Forests, dogs, cats, sheep, the works.”

“Oh, that must be so sad,” says Eudora.

“Well, if they could see me now!” You grin, happily. You look to the dishes, then your grin turns into a look of befuddlement. “Eudora, why do not use your ring? You could get this done easily?”

She shrugs. “Do you use a gun to wash your dishes?”

“Well, no.” That… well you can’t argue with that, but…

> “Come on, it can’t hurt.”
> “Here, I’ll do it for you.”
> “Fine, we’ll do it the old-fashioned way.”
> Write in

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>>36858148
>>36858013
>>36857992
This is making me extremely uncomfortable for reasons I cannot quite place.

>>36858290
>“Come on, it can’t hurt.”

>>36858290
> Write in
skills are like a blade, if you don't sharpen them, they dull

>>36858290
>“Fine, we’ll do it the old-fashioned way.”
Okay little Lumi sounds pretty adorable.

>>36858290
"No, but I might use a shield to keep them from falling over."

Make a shield to help keep the dishes upright.

>>36858290
>"Every moment is good for practice"

>>36858290
> write in. Swords to plowshares

>>36858290
> Write in
Why do you see your ring as a weapon only? It's literally the hope you inspire manifest

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>>36858610
YOU TERRIBLE, TERRIBLE PERSON USE A COASTER HOLY FUCKING DICKMONKEYS

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>>36858610
were you raised in A FUCKING BARN ANON?!

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>>36858610

What the fuck.

I hope you get space cancer.

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>>36858290
"But the rings are not meant only to be weapons. Our constructs can be used to treat injuries, reconstruct damaged homes and buildings, explore the mysteries of the universe. We are not meant only to be the enforcers of law and good, we are meant to help those in need and inspire others to do good. That means being more than mere weapons ourselves."

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>>36858290
> “Fine, we’ll do it the old-fashioned way.”

> “Come on, it can’t hurt.”
> Write in

You snap your finger. “I will tell you what, Eudora. Consider it less using a gun to wash dishes and more getting practice in!” You interlock your fingers, then pop the bones in your fingers in one smooth motion. “Watch me.” You lift up a plate using your willpower, then project an extra pair of hands to quickly wash it. After a minute, it’s done and you place it on the counter. “See?”

Eudora scratches her chin. “Hm, I don’t know. I just do not like having to rely on my ring for things I could easily do myself.”

You look to the giant pile of plates, glasses, and utensils in front of you. She considers this easy!? “Well, you could at least try.”

Eudora curls her lip, squinting. After a minute of thinking, she finally says, “No thank you.” And then she goes back to washing the plates by hand.

Ugh, now you feel inadequate. What now?

> Help her wash the dishes, the old fashioned way.
> “I’ll go check on the others.”
> Write in

>>36858870
> Help her wash the dishes, the old fashioned way.
Roll up you sleeves Lumi

>>36858870
>Help her wash the dishes, the old fashioned way.

>>36858870
> Help her wash the dishes, the old fashioned way.

>>36858870
> Help her wash the dishes, the old fashioned way.

>>36858870
> Help her wash the dishes, the old fashioned way.

>>36858870
>Help her wash the dishes, the old fashioned way.

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>>36858670
>>36858786
>>36858798
>>36858843
>>36858819

On sturdiest oak
On grain as black as night
No table shall escape my soak
Let those who lacquer with all their might
Beware my power
My drink ring's blight!

>>36858870

> Help her wash the dishes, the old fashioned way.

>>36858870
"I'm fairly confident I can get it done the normal way, but honestly I could use the practice. Mind if I help?"

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>>36858992

I didn't want to do this, but you've left me no choice.

>>36858870
>“I’ll go check on the others.”

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>>36858992
>mfw put out like 10 coasters on my nice table
>mfw you take sip your drink and place it NOT ON THE COASTER BUT RIGHT. NEXT. TO IT.
>mfw YOU KEEP DOING IT AND EVERY SIP IS LIKE YOU SPITTING RIGHT IN MY FACE
i fucking hate having company over

>>36859119
I fucking HATE THAT.

There is a fucking stack of coasters right there.

I SAW YOU LOOK RIGHT AT THEM.

>>36858992
/tg/ enjoys having nice things, what it doesn't like is people fucking with those nice things

>>36859215
>it doesn't like is people fucking with those nice things


That explains why Clarissa is still a virgin

>>36859164
>>36859119
DON'T TRY TO DENY IT Anon, I WATCHED YOU PUSH 3 OTHER PEOPLE DRINKS that were ON coasters mind you OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE YOU PUT THAT FUCKING DRINK DOWN
I'm glad our mutual rage could bring us together today

So why does Lumi see Clarissa as nothing but a brat? Hell, why is Clarissa so inexorably drawn to Lumi?

Do we even have art of Clarissa?

>>36859266
>>36859164
>>36859119
>>36858992
>>36858819
>>36858798
>>36858786
>>36858670
>>36858610

/tg/ - Green Lantern shenanigans and Coaster Nazis

>>36859303
Maybe one day /tg/ will get its own Green Laturn ring. like Mogo or the Puffball Collective

>>36859340
the results would be disasterous

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> Help her wash the dishes, the old fashioned way.

You sigh, rolling up your sleeves and taking off your gloves to get down and dirty. “Alright, you win, Eudora.” You take a plate, then run it on the water and grab the soap. Eudora smiles, happy that you agree with her. “You know, I just feel like we’re not going to make any significant stab into this grande pile of dishes. C’est difficile, oui?”

Eudora nods. “Indeed, but through adversity, you learn to appreciate all you have. Hope is one of them.” She places a clean dish down on the counter and immediately starts on a new one. “Just think of it like a game, perhaps? First one to wash the most dishes gets to have my special tea, my specialty!”

You shudder. Eudora’s tea and soup is not bad per say. It is just that her people seem to really like spiciness in their gastronomy. “I suppose then, it is a game!”

-

-

You look at your hands. They are prunier than a prune on Christmas Eve. After at least an hour of dish washing, you have gotten maybe thirty, fourty dishes done? Whereas Eudora has gotten over a hundred completely washed and ready to be used. Well, at least you will not be drinking her tea later.

Princess Amethyst walks in, still wearing her cape as a blanket. She looks at you two. “Oh, Green Lantern, Eudora. It is good to see you both! Have you been washing my dishes?” Eudora nods. “Oh, I am so sorry, I wish I could get my servants to help you.”

“It is okay!” says Eudora. “I was just about to beat Green Lantern here in a game of who can wash more dishes in an elapsed time!”

You nod, smirking. “Yeah, beating.” You place another dish down, clean as a whistle. “How are Clarissa and the other Lanterns?”

She shrugs. “They are already turning to leave. I do not blame them, as policemen they have much to do apparently.” You nod at that. “Shall you be leaving too?”

> Not until I finish these dishes.
> Yeah, I should be actually
> Write in

>>36859582
Well the first thing is: Does /tg/ as a whole have the willpower to even use the ring? That isn't even going to how it decides what kind of construct it decides to create.

One party could throw the idea of a 40K Space Marine, while another would argue that Skelecopters would be a better option.

>>36859582
>>36859340

>Implying /tg/ has the willpower to even operate the ring

We can't even muster the drive finish anything, what makes you think we could power a ring that operates on willpower?

Red Lanterns, though, would probably find the website an absolute jackpot for a recruiting grounds. The rage and sperging I've seen happen here, good God.

>>36859643
> Yeah, I should be actually

we really should

>>36859643
>as policemen they have much to do apparently
Unlike Lumi.

>>36859643
>Yeah, I should be actually
Hanging out is fun and all, but the Guardians were at least right in the fact that we do actually have a job to do.

>>36859643

> Not until I finish these dishes.

Responsible Lantern!

I wonder, if Lumi would get kicked out of the Green Lanterns, would any of the other corps be willing to let her in? Aside from Sinestro, that is.

>>36859664
we finished a few things though.
remember lescar

>>36859643
>Yeah, I should be actually

>>36859643
>Not until I finish these dishes.

>>36859643
>Not until I finish these dishes.
The cleanup operation of Gemworld after Manhunter occupation begins with these dishes.

>>36859643
>> Yeah, I should be actually
"But I'm grateful for your help."

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>>36859703

We could always try wresting the lantern away from Agent Orange. Other than that, I think the Blue Lanterns or Red Lanterns are our best bet, because there is no way the Star Sapphires would let us back in and Lumi doesn't have enough Compassion to join the Indigo Tribe.

>>36859797
You've got the Indigo Tribe wrong. You don't need compassion to join, they make you join and give you compassion forcefully through indoctrination.

>>36859643
> "Yeah, I should be actually"

>"Thanks, you two. You're great friends."

>Hug

>>36859797

Well, whatever we do, we have to make sure to grab the rings the Guardians confiscated on the way out.

I mean, so far we've always had a willpower ring act as buffer between whatever ring we put on, but we've got plenty of willpower to spare, right? Surely we can handle a little thing like power ring influence with Green Lantern levels of willpower, right? I mean, what could possibly go wrong?

>>36859844

Or more like they don't want you if you already have the capacity for compassion and empathy.

>>36859960
So they only take psychopaths? That seems kind of backwards.

>>36860073
Its a prison sentence.

>>36859952

The only other Lantern I know about that handled two rings at the same time was Guy Gardner, and he kinda went a little loopy when it happened. Granted, it was because his best friend died (and later got better), but power comes with a price--in his case, capacity for rational thought as a Red Lantern RAGE overpowered WILL.

>>36859643
> Not until I finish these dishes.
Stopping is for quitters

>>36860073
Not really.

Who else would be more in need of forced indoctrination?

>>36860129

Good ol' Hal Jordan had a Blue ring in addition to his regular one for a while.

> Yeah, I should be actually

You nod. “I should, actually. Thank you two, for being so supportive of m.” The two grin, happily. You hug Princess Amethyst, patting her on the back. She is giddy at being hugged by her hero. You as well hug Eudora, and she stands there, apparently not knowing how a hug works. With that, you wave goodbye to both of them. “I’ll try and keep in contact, oui?”

“Oh yeah!” Princess Amethyst reaches under her cape, then pulls out a helmet. She tosses it to you. Oh yes, Red Tornado’s new helmet. “I promised you, didn’t I?” This helmet looks like one used by the old crusaders of the Medieval era. It looks even less practical than that cooking pot helmet of hers.

You smile at her, giggling. “Thank you, Amethyst. I’ll bring to her as soon as I can.”

With that, you leave the place to meet with Clarissa, just outside the doors. The two of you jump up and fly with the rest of the Green Lanterns, in the back of the pack. You’re headed for the Tear that has been kept open for two days for you all. “So, enjoy yourself last night?” asks Clarissa, smirking.

You roll your eyes. “You certainly did.” You swear you saw Clarissa put down so much wine, you thought she was your papa for a second.

“Hey!” She slaps your chest, stopping you in your tracks. “I just want to know one thing.” You tilt your head. “We’ve been working together for… what, like several weeks now? I think this is the part where you tell me your secret identity.” Oh, oui, this was coming. “I mean, everyone knows mine, but what’s yours? Don’t worry, I won’t tell, promise!”

> “Betty Grable.”
> “Lumière Berger.”
> “My name is very long and very French, you wouldn’t be interested.”
> Write in

>>36860270
>“Lumière Berger.”
Clarissa, you have proven yourself a good friend, I trust you.

>>36860270
> Write in
"Lumi"

>>36860270
Write in" Hal Jordan"

>>36860270
>“Betty Grable.

Hehehe

>>36860270
> “Lumière Berger.”

>>36860270
> “Lumière Berger.”

>>36860270
> “My name is very long and very French, you wouldn’t be interested.”

Am I the only one who likes the cooking pot helmet?

>>36860270
> “Lumière Berger.”

>>36860270
"You know where I live...actually, I haven't paid rent in a while."

>>36860429
We all like it, but it isn't any good with its owner dead.

>>36860270
> “Lumière Berger.”

>>36860270
> “Lumière Berger.”

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>>36860463
>we'll never become Batman's maid

Fucking Guardians. I hate them so much for not listening to us.

>>36860270
> “Lumière Berger.”

Didn't Mogo thank both of us using our names ?

>You swear you saw Clarissa put down so much wine, you thought she was your papa for a second.

Well, that explain why Lumi doesn't indulge in la dive bouteille

>>36860626
>>we'll never become Batman's maid

Maybe it's an opportunity to do something great by ourselves?

Like, exploring the world while we're off duty. Or go check the Solar system. I suppose we should see if we can help with the aftereffects of that civil war, maybe learn a few alien tricks, read some books...

C'mon, life is short and Lumi is going to be a GL until death, so...

>>36860753
But we need to pay the damn rent.

>>36860753

Well, we just need a way to cheat death and aging entirely and we'll be good to go.

>>36860806
No we don't

It's WWII, dude. We can disappear and start taking our job seriously.

>>36860270
I get the distinct feeling she is constantly going to mispronounce Lumi's last name as "Burger".

>>36860909
Lumiere Burger
its Berger
Lumiere cheeseburger
its Berger
Lumiere Bacon cheeseburger
ITS BERGER
Lumiere...Hotdog

>>36860939
>"You're doing it on purpose, aren't you? It's Lumière BER-GER"
>"Lumière Bartwurst?"

>>36860939
"Have a Lumiere Hal... Have two."

> “Lumière Berger.”

You sigh, then offer your hand. “Lumière Berger.”

She smiles, shaking your hand. “Clarissa Savage. Nice name.”

“Thanks.” You smile back at her.

“Not yours, mine,” she says. You roll your eyes, huffing indignant. “I’m joking. Your name is fine. It’s lovely! And you got legs from here to Chicago so you’ve got yourself a winning combination.” Not just yet. You take a glance at her luscious, glorious, and oversized tits. How can someone carry around so much meat on their chests? Then again, that’s what boys like right?

You look down at your chest. Maybe you should start stuffing.

“Come on, we might as well go check in our Sector since you’re free now. Guardians must be so pissed that they can’t really do anything to you!” Oh, you’d love to see that. With that, the both of you fly through the Tear.

[1/2]

>>36861062
-

-

On the moon of Jupiter, you take over the situation from the Green Lantern who was sent to replace you, Leezle Pon. Unfortunately, his way of making the civil war stop was to give everyone his brand of intelligent smallpox virus. Thankfully, Greenheads are pretty hardy, but you had to remind him, “Leezle, stop giving everyone smallpox. That’s not the answer.”

Leezle Pon, contained in a small dish, says,

> I apologize.

You nod. “Good, and do not give ME smallpox like you did when I was training under Sinestro. I am wise to your tricks.”

> Green Lantern Berger, I have no idea what you are talking about.

You roll your eyes. “Really, it must have been coincidence that I got smallpox from you, and you of all 3600 Green Lanterns at the time were the only one to come and visit me to attempt to cure me by having the Professeur rub water laced with your essence over my body.” You still shudder at that. Ugh.

> I should be going. Rest assured, I was not the one to give you smallpox. And I will not give anyone else smallpox unless they deserve it.

“No, no,” you say. “Don’t give people smallpox.”

> Okay, just animals.

You toss the dish away, letting Leezle Pon fly off into space. Ugh, he is such a pervert. You look to the ambassadorial Greenhead. “Me and Clarissa Savage are here to mediate things. Would you like to talk?”

The Greenhead bows his tall, lanky, green head to you. “Unfortunately, your predecessor has actually managed to resolve our conflict. We have banded together to cure this particular disease he has inflicted on our people. It is non-fatal, but it has caused us undue duress.”

You blink. “Oh.”

Clarissa wraps her arm around you, grinning as she rubs cheeks with you. “Well, that means we got some time off then!”

> “A-Are you sure you don’t want me to help you a little?”
> “Oh, great.”
> Write in

>>36861083
> “Oh, great.”

>>36861083
> “A-Are you sure you don’t want me to help you a little?”

>>36861083
> “A-Are you sure you don’t want me to help you a little?”
> "Any statues I could dust? Geographical features to rearrange? Anything?"

>>36861083
>“A-Are you sure you don’t want me to help you a little?”

surely there must a refugee camp that needs help?

>>36861083
> “Oh, great.”
Well, that's one way of defusing a conflict. Doesn't the Lantern Corps have an ethics committee?

>>36861083
>> Write in
>"Well, I DID promise you'd chose how we spend time together.

>"If we can help you in any way, people of Jupiter, don't hesitate to call!"

>>36859664
Duke has the willpower.

>>36861083
> There are other planets that need us

>>36861185
>Doesn't the Lantern Corps have an ethics committee?

Yup. It's the Guardians

>>36861256
We're doomed.

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>>36861256
I really wonder how the Corps managed to last this long when they are so incompetent.
I mean, all the deadly shit we had to deal with was ultimately their fault.

>>36861768
"You're only promoted to the point where you are now incompetent enough to not screw things up entirely."

>>36861768
Not to mention that they sealed the source of all evil in the universe in the power battery and just forgot about it.

> “A-Are you sure you don’t want me to help you a little?”

You blink, walking up beside him as he walks away. “A-Are you sure? Maybe there’s a natural disaster I need to fix? Maybe there’s a refugee camp or something!? Anything?”

He shakes his head. “Unfortunately, we have no further need for a Green Lantern.” He pats your head, and you blush intensely, pouting furiously at him. That little-! “Take care of yourself, Green Lantern.” With that, he walks away, leaving you and Clarissa in the dust. Ugh, why does no one need your help!? Do you have to go out and cause crime!?

Clarissa wraps her arm around you again, smirking. “Come on, big girl. How about we discuss over some milkshakes.” AAAAHHHHH

-

-

You both sit on a bench back in Great Britain In the park you sit at, you both wear some casual clothing, not in your Green Lantern garb to announce yourselves. Clarissa herself wears something akin to the flappers of the 20s, that’s out of style honestly but she makes it work.

Though, when she said milkshakes, you were hoping you’d get your own. Instead, she only has one glass of vanilla milkshake with two straws. What’s she going to do, sip at twice the rate? “You not going to have some?” she asks, shaking the glass to you.

You shake your head. “No thanks. You already drank of it.”

She pops her second straw in. “Not this one~!” she says in a sing song manner. You gently push it away, and she groans disappointedly.

> Find Red Tornado, maybe she’s doing well at that maid job.
> Patrol for CRIME!
> Relax
> Write in

>>36860073

The indigo rings are forced onto psychopaths in an effort to give them compassion where there is none and for a long enough time so that they will develop compassion on their own.

>>36861869
> Haha, time for scime fighting

>>36861869
>Drink the milkshake

>>36861869
> Find Red Tornado, maybe she’s doing well at that maid job.
We can see if she likes the helmet too.

>>36861869
>> Patrol for CRIME!

>>36861869
>> Relax

Y'know what? We deserve a bit of a break from job hunting, dimensional shenanigans, and crime fighting.

>>36861869
>Find Red Tornado, maybe she’s doing well at that maid job.

>>36861869
> Patrol for CRIME!

give the blue man group less to bitch about

>>36861869
> Relax
>"You know, Clarrissa, I get the impression we know of each others, but not each others, if you get what I mean..."

>>36861869

> Find Red Tornado, maybe she’s doing well at that maid job.

We got a helmet to deliver! And maybe catch up, angle at a maid job too hopefully. Clarissa will understand if she hears the magic words "maid outfit".

>>36862010
Alright. I have no idea what you're trying to say here.

>>36861869
>> Relax

>>36861869
>> Find Red Tornado, maybe she’s doing well at that maid job.
>>36862081
I want Lumi and Carisssa to fuck.

Is what that anon is trying to convey

>>36862140
well, he's not the only one.
What would it take for us to get some of dat nice Clarissa booty? Clever write-ins?

>>36862259
The orange lantern seemed to work. Violet as well.

>>36862259
Make enough pastebin smutt to convince the QM.

I thought that was what had done in Trude for Girls Und Panzer Quest

>>36861869
> Find Red Tornado, maybe she’s doing well at that maid job.

>>36862291

I wonder what happens if you combine all the emotion-inducing rings we've seen or encountered so far. I mean--

Oh jesus we sent Chaselon to the Red Lanterns to find out what was wrong and they turned out to have been backstabbing us all along oh God that was a terrible idea

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>>36862334
>Chaselon

I'm sure he's fine. Unless, y'know, he's not. But it's okay, because we can rebuild him. Turn him into an Alpha Lantern, even!

>>36862334
>Oh jesus we sent Chaselon to the Red Lanterns to find out what was wrong and they turned out to have been backstabbing us all along oh God that was a terrible idea

I did say that we should call him back.

But anyway, the lil' buddy had left for what, a few hours before the Princess arrived?

>>36862081
I meant that we don't really know Clarrissa nd that she doesn't really know us.

>>36862301
I like this Idea. Who can write some Hot Lesbian Magical Girl smut/romance fics around here?

>>36862334
The orange one seems the most forceful about altering personality, so it would probably end up as the emotional center. Red gets added for hatred of people who try and take whats ours, and violet is the love for the people who are ours. Blue, grewn , and yellow would probably fall to the wayside and be more minor in that case.

>>36862419
Most of the write ins anons from Magical Girl Noir.

Honestly, I don't even read those and if a new character is introduced in the main story from one of those I shrug my shoulders and roll with it.

>>36862419
The Weekend Smut Thread.

I could try, but my experience in writting smut is limited to one 40k femdom short story.

>>36862419
Can we get Lumi/Mogo smut instead?

>>36862334
>I wonder what happens if you combine all the emotion-inducing rings we've seen or encountered so far.
It would depend on what emotion is the strongest.
I imagine someone more attuned to green would end up as a very emotionally stable and content individual who just so happens to wield Ultimate Power.

> Find Red Tornado, maybe she’s doing well at that maid job.

-

-

The Wayne Summer Home is huge, huge! You could not ever imagine using this just as a place for the summer. There is a garage for cars, there is a tennis court, there is a rugby field, there is a little orchard, and that is not even mentioning the home itself! No wonder he pays well. You and Clarissa knock on the door.

“Coming!” You can hear Rouge’s little feet scamper across the floor as she approaches. Finally, she opens the door. Her lovely flowing red hair is done up in a neat bun behind her head. And she wears the stereotypical French maid outfit that Bruce Wayne of course must covet. That skirt though, very short, too short maybe for you.

She welcomes you both. “Good afternoon! Would you like a bath, dinner, or perhaps…” Her grin drops when she realizes who she’s talking to. “One second.” She closes the door. You and Clarissa and stare at each for a moment, then back at the door.

She arrives again, now wearing a cooking pot on her head, without the eye holes to compensate. “THE RED TORNADO WELCOMES YOU TO HER HALL OF JUSTICE!” she proclaims.

“Hi, Rouge,” you say. You hold up her helmet. “Brought you something.”

She tips her cooking pot up, then gasps in glee. “Ah! A helmet!” She takes off the cooking pot and then quickly dons the helmet. “Whoa! I can see a lot more now!” Her voice reverberates and echoes as normal. “I can even see through your clothes!” You and Clarissa immediately cover up, surprised. “Don’t worry, all I see is your skeleton.” Well, that’s not worrying. “What brings you here?”

> “We just wanted to visit.”
> “I don’t suppose we could work with you here?”
> “Want to go fight crime!?”
> Write in

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>>36862419

I could, but it would be more romance than smut because I like cutesy benign romance stuff better than fucking.

Also, crimefighting shenanigans.

>>36862549
>“I don’t suppose we could work with you here?”

>>36862549

> “I don’t suppose we could work with you here?”
> "But if not, catching up would be nice too."

>>36862549
> “Want to go fight crime!?

we patrollin'
they hating
you know they trying catch us ring slinging dirty

>>36862549
>I don't suppose we can work here with you?

We need that outfit. I mean job.

>>36862549
> “I don’t suppose we could work with you here?”

We really need a fucking job.

I just caught up and I have to ask

Do the guardians just assume that they have no responsibility for their own actions and decisions? Because it sure seems that way. Was it that way in the comics?

>>36862549
> “Want to go fight crime!?”

>>36862712
>>36862652

We don't need a job, dudes

>>36862549
>Can I have a maid outfit?

>>36862798

It's not so much they have no responsibility, and more just looking out for the Corps' own interests or the galaxy's best interests--whichever is deemed more important at the moment.

Because of this, they tend to be massive assholes about everything.

>>36862549

Seconding this:

>>36862712

We really have an apartment we need to pay for. Can't trust that we'll have a GL ring forever and somewhere relatively safe to live in.

>>36862798

The Guardians are pretty much the epitome of arrogance and are extremely myopic, with the exception of Ganthet and that one other female guardian.

>>36862567
Even better. I love some romantic yuri with copious amounts of blushing.
My first yuri tale was Iono-Sama Fanatics, which quickly led me to read The Witches Words and the Witches Imcantations. And that is the story of how I became a /u/-boat crewman.

>>36862798
>Do the guardians just assume that they have no responsibility for their own actions and decisions?

It's more a "I do what I do because I'm right!" deal. They know they are responsible, they just think it's justified.

>Was it that way in the comics?

Yup.

>>36862832
We need to eat, buy clothes, and pay for shelter.

I don't want to be a Green Hobo Lantern.

>>36862798
You haven't read GL comics have you?

>>36862798
They're big picture guys... usually in the most dickish way possible

>>36862832
>We don't need a job

>Not wanting our secret identity to be protected by the alibi of the Wayne estate.
We vouche for Bruce and the Bats, they cover our and Clarissa's asses.

>>36862874
Well, how do other Green Lanterns manage to deal with that?

>>36862919
And we can get dick to destroy that picture

>>36862875
Nope.

>>36862900
>>36862870
>>36862850

I can see looking out for the corps own interest if it benefits the whole.

But these guardians just saw that they were wrong and nearly caused a disaster that would have ended them and their response was "WHAT THE FUCK WHY DID YOU MAKE US LOOK BAD?! I WOULD HAVE RATHERED BURN."

>>36862954

By not being a character who shakes the foundations of the Corps. Or they go and form their own Corps.

>>36862954
But not being assigned to earth or dealing with Sinestro mostly. The few that have to deal with them regularly either are incapable of experiencing frustration or have enough personal power and reputation within the corps that the guardians can't do much more than mutter behind their backs. (it's mostly the former)

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>>36862954

Well Hal, being the fighter pilot sex machine he was, had something going on with his on-again, off-again girlfriend Carol. Guy, Kyle, and Jon all just sorta were too busy to pitch their tent anywhere other than Oa. Other lanterns it's left up to debate or not talked about entirely.

>>36862984
I mean: how do guys like Kilowog get food and stuff while on mission?

>>36862981
Keep in mind that the Guardians have been doing that shit since centuries. They're so far in their ivory towers they've forgotten what it's like outside. They're also paranoid that the GL will turn against them

> “I don’t suppose we could work with you here?”

You smile. “Do you think we could work with you as maids?” Clarissa quirks her brow, confused. “I mean, I did just recently get laid off from my previous job so that means I need a new one and this seems flexible enough. I do not mean to impose, of course.”

She happily nods, her helmet not shaking anymore, and actually managing to fit snugly around her head. “Sure! Come on!” She happily leads you two up the grand staircase and down a large expansive hallway. She opens up a door right around the corner, and shows you all the maid’s room, complete with nice bunkbeds, a rack of uniforms both conservative, slutty, and in between, and more. “This is where I stay! Master cannot have me in his Master bedroom though. Bruce Wayne doesn’t usually use this mansion though, but at least it means we get this entire mansion to ourselves for a good wage!” She pauses. “I do have to split the wage with you guys though, if that’s okay.”

“That’s fine,” you say. You take a uniform, then display it over your body. “Clarissa, what do you think?”

Clarissa’s skepticism is suddenly replaced by enthusiasm. “Love it! Though, I probably won’t indulge in it myself, I got my own stuff to worry about.” You can some pink on her cheeks as she continues to look at you. What is her deal?

Red Tornado checks her watch. “Oh jeez! Look at the time!” She shows the watch to you. The time is CLEANING TIME, as it is for the entire watch. “I gotta get cleaning.” She picks up a feather duster. “Go ahead and get yourself acquainted, I’ll be down in the West Wing!” She quickly exits out of the room, leaving you with Clarissa.

She rolls her eyes. “Well, what now?”

> “Get out, I’m changing.”
> “Come on, it’s a good job!”
> Start changing, TIME TO WORK
> Write in

>>36863013

So it's prefectly normal for the Lanterns to be hobos with power rings.

>>36863070
*for centuries

>>36863109

> Start changing, TIME TO WORK

Haha, time for French maid!

>>36863109
>> Start changing, TIME TO WORK

>>36863109
> Start changing, TIME TO WORK

>>36863109
> Start changing, TIME TO WORK

Get money, then patrol later.

Also, what is Clarissa Savage's background? Is she from a rich family or what?

>>36863109
> Start changing, TIME TO WORK

>>36863109
> Start changing, TIME TO WORK
> "Come on, it's a good job and no one would suspect Green Lanter Savage was a maid at Wayne Estate!"

>>36863176
>Also, what is Clarissa Savage's background? Is she from a rich family or what?

Pretty sure she's from a very old family

>>36863109
> Start changing, TIME TO WORK

what the racial bonus to cleaning french maid gets?

>>36863109
> Start changing, TIME TO WORK
>ask Clarissa about her background

>>36863109
>Start changing, TINE TO WORK

Find the sluttiest uniform to wear.

>>36863216
+2 to jobs

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>>36863258
>"Oh, Master Robin~"

>>36863109
On a scale of 1 to a million, how dense is Lumi?

>>36863216

FRENCH maids get the standard bonuses from profession to cleaning. Their bonuses lie elsewhere.

>>36863109
>> Start changing, TIME TO WORK

Whistle while you work~!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mIwa9sPFT5I

>>36863298
Girls can't love girls.jpeg

>>36863109
>> Start changing, TIME TO WORK

>>36863298

Somewhere inbetween a collapsing star and your typical oblivious harem anime protagonist.

>>36863281
Do we really need the chain, though?

>>36863298
Somewhere between your average harem protagonist and a black hole.

>>36863407
We need a choker of some sort

>>36863407
>>36863471
It awakens something in us

>>36863537
>>36863471
French girls are weird.

>>36863407
It is part of the uniform

>>36863560
Draw me like your French girls~

>>36863176
She's an orphan IIRC. Lives in an orphanage and is ostracized for being gay, making her life slightly sadder than Lumi's.

Apologies, I may have accidentally posted in the drawthread.

>>36863736
max kek

> I need to stop browsing other threads while I quest.

> Start changing, TIME TO WORK

“Welp, it’s time to get to work.” You unbutton your blouse and start pulling it off. In the midst of it, you pause and look at Clarissa. “Are you just going to look at me like that?”

Clarissa blinks, tilting her head. “Look at you like what?”

“That, with the blush and the hungry eyes!”

Clarissa steps back, holding her hands. “Hey, I’ll leave if you want me to. In fact, I’ll go right now.” She takes one good look at you as she heads out of the room. Sometimes you just do not understand her. Oh, whatever, you simply throw the outfit on over your underwear. It’s quite convenient in case one needs to quickly take it on or off.

You imagine if Bruce Wayne were to come though… ooh lala~…

Thusly, you come out wearing a uniform similar to Red Tornado’s. With a feather duster and a broom in hand, it’s time to clean up the mansion! Clarissa as well stands there, looking at you, still blushing. “What?” you say.

“Nothing!” She continues holding her hands up. “Continue, jeez.”

[1/2]

>>36863760
[2/2]

-

-

You whistle as you work, bending over to feather down the piano keys. This cleaning business is easy! All you have to do is keep things straight and sparkly and you will be collecting a paycheck in no time!

Your ring beeps. “Green Lantern Berger of Sector 2814.” You might as well answer it.

“Ah, Green Lantern Berger!” Oh, it’s just Chaselon.

“Oh, hello, Chaselon. Is there something you need?”

“I am just informing you that I am attempting to ingratiate myself into the ranks of the Red Lanterns!” Really? Is that actually happening? “So far, I have met with their leader Atrocitus, and he says that the only way he will listen to me is if I present great rage to him!”

“Oh.” He’ll never do it. “Well, good luck. Bon chance, oui?”

“Yes, yes, I was wondering if I could come over to you however and test out my rage on you! Not that I would hurt you, Green Lantern Berger. I just want to see if I could! Not that I will. Can I?”

> “Sure, come on over.”
> “Eh, not right now, I’m busy.”
> Write in

>>36863771
>“Eh, not right now, I’m busy.”

>>36863771
>“Eh, not right now, I’m busy.”
We shall assist him in building his rage by denying him the sight of Lumi in fetish outfits.

>>36863771
>> Write in
"Give me a minute"
Get out and away from wayne mansion first.

There HAS to be some forest or clearing we can use.

>>36863771
> “Sure, come on over.”
What could possibly go wrong?

>>36863771
>> “Sure, come on over.”
ol' boy gonna need all the help he can get

>>36863771
Seconding
>>36863798

>>36863771
>"I am sorry Lantern Chaselon, but I am in proximity to several pricey artifacts of Earth. While I am happy to help it may take sometime before I may extract myself from this location. Could we meet on Earth's moon in twenty minutes?"

Wrap this up and get out of the danger zone. We don't want to blow up the batcave.

We're going to have a mechanical, sentient green orb come over and try to use red on us

if he succeeds, he will be a red/green orb.

Now we just need some string to hang Chaselon on a christmas tree.

>>36863874
We need to get Lumi into a sexy Santa outfit.

>>36863798
this

>>36863771
>>36863798
This

>>36863874
Where is Groot when you need him?

I know its crossing the streams, I'll gladly accept I can't believe its not Groot

>>36864107
I am Groot

>>36863298
dwarf star

>>36864175
Electron-degenerate or Neutron-degenerate?

>>36863771

Those

>>36863856
>>36863798

> “Sure, come on over.”
> Write in

You smile. “Sure, Chaselon. Come on over! Um, meet me on the Moon though, I would not want your rage to spill over and cause collateral damage, oui?”

“Oh, yes of course!”

With that, the call ends. You call out into the other rooms. “Rouge, Clarissa, I’m going to the moon!” You quickly take off your outfit, then pull on your default Magical hero costume. Clarissa and Rouge look in from another room as you pull up a window and fly off.

-

-

You wait on the moon, crossing your legs, folding your arms as you sit on the lip of a crater. You look back to see Clarissa carrying Rouge in her arms, flying down to you. “What!?” You stand up, surprised. “Rouge, do you not need air!?”

She shakes her head. “Nope! This helmet lets me BREATHE IN SPACE!” she declares. Wow, you can even hear her voice echo across the stars.

“So what’s this all about?” asks Clarissa.

You shrug. “Chaselon is going to show me his rage in order to get in good with the Red Lanterns.” You look out to the skies, and see him come in. “There he is now!” Chaselon the little crystal orb creature floats up to you three, smiling with his eyes.

“Green Lantern Berger, it is good to see you again!” He holds a Red Lantern Ring up. “Atrocitus has loaned me this ring. If my rage is powerful enough, then I can be a Red Lantern! All I have to do is be angry!”

“Okay, how do I help?”

He floats back a bit. “Attack me!” Attack him eh? Hm…

> Project a construct (Roll 2d20 Will+Shaping)
> Current Costume: Magical Hero

Rolled 8, 9 = 17 (2d20)

>>36864365
> Project a construct (Roll 2d20 Will+Shaping)

Rolled 16, 1 = 17 (2d20)

>>36864365
A giant hand that slaps him.

>>36864393
Rolled 16, 1 = 17 (2d20)
I am Groot

Rolled 6, 8 = 14 (2d20)

>>36864391
>>36864393

fuck, forgot the construct

I'm gonna go with that

Rolled 2, 1 = 3 (2d20)

>>36864365
> Project a construct (Roll 2d20 Will+Shaping)

Project a rich fop who takes off his glove and slaps him with it.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>36864393
>>36864426
Right, I'll roll for both.

1. Success
2. Fail

Change costumes.

>>36864457
every time

>>36864457
Dice love us!

>>36864457
Eh, it's just a shaping roll. Could have been worse.

>>36864457
Perhaps we need more training to drop that to a 1/3 chance.

Here is how to incite rage in our polyhedral friend.

"Chaselon, I am aware of your infatuation with me, but I can only see you as a friend,"

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>>36864457
>Lumi is so inept that it pisses off Chaselon and makes him a real red lantern

>>36864457
We couldn't bring ourselves to seriously attack him. Appropriate.

>>36864365

>"Chaselon, are you sure it is a good idea? If you join the Red Lanterns, you will be kicked out of the GL corp"

>"To say nothing of the side-effects those rings have...."

Rolled 3, 3, 3, 3, 1, 2, 2, 1, 1, 3 = 22 (10d3)

>>36864564

Rolled 3 (1d20)

test

You try to project a gloved hand to slap him with. All your ring does project however is just an empty glove with no force behind it. And indeed, once you try to slap him with it, all it does it spin him around a little. You try slapping him again, only for it to completely fall apart and scatter across the ground.

“Um, Green Lantern Berger, could you try again?” asks Chaselon.

You sigh. “Look, Chaselon, why are you even trying to gain Atrocitus’ trust?”

“Because you said we’d need everyone’s help, the Red Lanterns as well. The only way we can get their trust is if we have someone on the inside for it. And I volunteer!” You sigh at Chaselon’s explanation. Great. Well, at least he’s trying. “Now, I need to get angry!” He floats up to you, then tries to glare at you. “Grrrr.”

You narrow your eyes. “It’s not working.”

“Why can’t we just petition Cherry to help us?” asks Clarissa.

You nod. “That is a good point…”

> “But Chaselon has worked hard, let’s at least try to get the ring to move.”
> “Chaselon, why not just go to Cherry?”
> Write in

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>36864733
FAIL

>>36864962
"Let's all go to Cherry!"

>>36864962
>“Chaselon, why not just go to Cherry?”

>>36864962
>“But Chaselon has worked hard, let’s at least try to get the ring to move.”
> “Chaselon, why not just go to Cherry?”
Be supportive, but offer a better alternative.

>>36864962

> “But Chaselon has worked hard, let’s at least try to get the ring to move.”
> "And if that doesn't work, maybe one of us should give it a shot."

I mean, a perpetually angry Lumi or Clarissa? What could possibly go wrong?

>>36864962
> “But Chaselon has worked hard, let’s at least try to get the ring to move.”
> “Chaselon, why not just go to Cherry?”

>>36864962
> “But Chaselon has worked hard, let’s at least try to get the ring to move.”
Poor fucking Chaselon

>>36864962
>why not a cherry
>attempt to make Chaselon mad just because. Tell him we're flattered with his interest in us, but we just want to be friends...
>watch we turn down another of Clarissa's attempts and that drives her to rage.

>>36864962
>> Write in
"Chaselon, I thank you for your efforts, but I don't want you to get kicked out of the Green Lanterns. I'm in deep troubles with the Guardians, and I don't wish that on you."

>>36865003
Seconding

>>36864962
> Write in
Nothing wrong with having 2 reds on our side

would RAGE Chaselon give off a laser light show of rage?

>>36864962
>But Chaselon has worked hard, let’s at least try to get the ring to move.”

>>36864962
> Write in
Wait a minute, I have a good fucking idea. Play back the recording of the Guardians ordering us to seal the gemworld to trap Legion. He wasn't there for that, and that should give him some anger.

>>36865124
Oh, that might do it

>>36864962
>“Chaselon, why not just go to Cherry?”

>>36865124
Yes, do this

>>36865124
I'll support this if we go for trying to get him to use it.

>>36865124
Lets do this, I like where this is going.

> “But Chaselon has worked hard, let’s at least try to get the ring to move.”

You sigh. “Chaselon has worked hard, let’s at try to get the ring to move.” You cross your arms, thinking. “Ah, Chaselon, are you aware that the Guardians nearly tried to seal Gemworld away and sacrifice millions of its inhabitants to the mercy of the Manhunters?”

Chaselon nods. “Yes, it is deplorable!” Damn it, he doesn’t even get mad at that.

Ugh… what else? “Um, Chaselon, you know…” You snap your finger. Ingenius. “I don’t think we can be romantic lovers. Can we just be friends?”

“Really?” Chaselon frowns, more sad than angry. Damn it, now you feel bad.

Clarissa calls out, “Sweetcheeks, this isn’t getting anywhere!”

Rouge as well nods. “Yeah, this is boring!”

Ugh, there has to be something…

You snap your fingers. “Chaselon, I think you look stupid.”

Chaselon sighs. “So does everyone else.”

AH NOW YOU FEEL BAD

> “This isn’t working!”
> TRY HARDER
> Write in

>>36864962
> “Chaselon, why not just go to Cherry?”

Let's see if we can get Cherry to act on our behalf before we possibly lose Chaselon.

>>36865534

> “This isn’t working!”

>>36865534
>hug the guy
>"I am sorry Chaselon, I do not have it in my heart to make the gentlest and kindest lantern I know angry."

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>>36865534
>> TRY HARDER

>>36865534
> “This isn’t working!”
Maybe he'll get angry that he can't get angry

>>36865534
> “This isn’t working!”

Let's go see Cherry instead.

And hopefully don't fall prey to rage and inadvertently take Chaselon's place.

>>36865534
>"This isn't working."

I don't think he has an angry facet in his body.

>>36865534
>Sinestro is hotter than you and a superior male for my attention

Let's see how he will react to this.

>>36865534
> Write in
"You know Chaselon, you know you definitely deserve better than this. Know nobody respects you. And you know this. And deep down inside you, you know this is wrong. You know deep down inside you is a unquenched well of rage, rage against the world and the people that have slighted you, that will never give you a second look, and you want to take it out on the world and get your satisfaction."

>>36865534
> Write in
"Do recall any time in your life you got really really really really really really really mad?"

>>36865622

We need to be able to say infuriating things without choking on our own tongue.

>>36865534
>“This isn’t working!”

>>36865643
>>36865646
Both

>>36865582
Seconding

>>36865534
my preferred sports team is better than you sports team.

your preferred sports team is inferior and not good.

>>36865583
Dammit anon, this isn't the time for an erection!

>>36865534

> “This isn’t working!”
> "Do you want me to try? I could think of a few things."

If we wanted, we could probably just go through our memories of interacting with the Guardians ranging from least to most infuriating. Big, red 'n angry would probably get a kick out of it if that activated a red ring.

>>36865715
Yeah, that might work

>>36865534
>“This isn’t working!”
Hug the poor sad ball, he's too nice for this shit.

>>36865715
>>36865729
You're just trying to bait Lumiere into becoming a Red Lantern. We're already in deep shit for every other ring we've tried, and every single other ring has left scars on Lumi's psyche.

>>36865715
That won't be helpful. We need the anger to be towards something that will still let us work alongside the GLC. Like legion, for example.

>>36865821

...Dad?

>>36865764

Getting in good with our asshole bosses' archnemesis would be a pretty good back-up plan. Or at least a start towards persuading them to not join forces with Legion and by extension the Manhunters. Besides...

Gotta catch 'em all, Anon.

>>36865534
>Hug the guy and tell him you didn't mean it and that he's a great Green Lantern

Clearly we have to be in danger.

have somebody tie us to railroad tracks

> “This isn’t working!”

“This isn’t working!” you yell. You quickly take up Chaselon and hug him tight. “Oh I am so sorry, Chaselon, but I just cannot stand insulting you so! This is so disrespectful and yet you do not rage at me! You cannot be a Red Lantern like this!”

Chaselon looks to you, then looks away. “Ah, well, thank you, Green Lantern Berger.”

Clarissa grumbles a bit. “You never hug me like that…” The Red Lantern Ring twitches a bit, then ceases in place. You place Chaselon down and think. Hm… maybe you could try the ring on yourself. You take it up, looking over it. It doesn’t look so threatening.

Then again, that’s probably what you thought for the Orange Ring.

Your ring beeps. It appears to be detecting some kind of danger. What could be so dangerous on the moon? Clarissa looks around, pulling her ring up, as does Chaselon. Rouge, being the only non-Lantern here, gets in the center of all three of you.

And soon enough, out from the craters and out from the shadows of the moon come aliens in yellow and black uniforms. They hold up yellow rings of their own, glaring at you. “Are you Berger!?” yells one of them who bears a resemblance to Kilowog.

Wait… it’s Arkillo.

> “No. I’m… Jordana Gardner.”
> “Yes, who’s asking?”
> Attack them
> Write in

>>36866209
>“Yes, who’s asking?”

>>36866209
>“Yes, who’s asking?”