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> WE NOW RETURN TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED GREEN LANTERN.

> PREVIOUSLY ON MAGICAL GREEN LANTERN: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=Magical+Green+Lantern
> MECHANICS AND COSTUMES: http://pastebin.com/KBdW5vRg


Richard Coeur de Lion raises his sword as he rides upon a noble steed. Behind stands the Third Crusade, an army of thousands willing to give their lives in the name of the God and Jesus Christ. “Charge!” he calls. They begin swarming the gigantic Manhunter automaton, crawling up on its feet and grabbing onto chinks and weakpoints in its armor.

:: NO MAN ESCAPES THE MANHUNTERS. :: The giant Manhunter raises it foot, then stomps.

You brace yourself. The ensuing blast of sand and wind throws you backward. A couple of crusading knights fly past you from the sheer force of it all.

“No you don’t!” you scream. You start running at the giant thing. A force of horsemen led by King Richard I accompany you. The King himself lends his hand to you, which you grab. He hoists you onto his horse, right into his lap. “Merci beaucoup!”

As you charge, you sight hundreds of brave crusaders crawling up the hull and armor of the monstrous Manhunter. It tries swatting and batting as many as it can away with its one arm, but soon a few manage to crawl inside from the wreckage of the missing one.

“Now, my adorable little French girl!” You stand up on King Richard’s horse. “For Christiandom, slay the beast!” You jump up and fly.

It’s time for the finishing blow!

> Roll 2d20 (Will+Shaping Best of Three)
> Current Costume: Magical Hero!
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Rolled 6, 13 = 19 (2d20)

>>38515311
A giant sword sounds good
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Rolled 13, 14 = 27 (2d20)

>>38515311
Switch to Knight mode if we're going Medieval on this guy
>GIANT SWORD
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Rolled 15, 18 = 33 (2d20)

>>38515311
>Roll 2d20 (Will+Shaping Best of Three)
Giant morning star.
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>>38515564
definitely switch to fate stay blackest night
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Rolled 19, 3 = 22 (2d20)

>>38515311
A scratch?!? YOUR ARM'S OFF!
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King Arthur: What are you doing in England
Lumi: Mind your own business
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> SWITCHING COSTUME: FATE/STAY BRIGHTEST DAY BLACKEST NIGHT

You throw your arm back. Your ring starts projecting the shape of a sword, long, sharp, and utterly devastating. Its green jewels upon the hilt gleam and sparkle in the starlight. Its long blade shimmers and glows with all the willpower you can muster. Your costume itself armors up, the skirt lengthens, and overall you are just the spitting image of Jeanne D’Arc herself.

Then the sword splits open, revealing MORE to unfold. Another blade rolls out from the inside, then snaps outward. It all clamps together.

> GREEN LANTERN WILLPOWER BLADE
> DECAPITATION MODE!

You scream. The sword is thrown over your head and brought down on the giant Manhunter.

Things seem to stop for a minute. All the Crusaders stand in awe at you. Even the winds seem to just stop.

Then the Manhunter splits in half, neatly down the center. The two parts fall to the sides, collapsing in heaps of circuitry and scrap. The air erupts with the cheering of soldiers and crusaders, throwing their helmets and capes up in joy.

You fly down to Richard I the Lionheart. “Good show, milady. Fine work!” he declares. “God himself could not have crafted a better head on those shoulders.” You blush, aww…

Wait, you made him! You’re just complimenting yourself! The Red Ring fiddles about in your pocket. “Hmph, if you had put me on we would’ve destroyed it more easily.” You roll your eyes.

Your ring beeps again, Clarissa. “Hey, sweetcheeks! Where are you!? Do you need my help!?”

> “I’m coming, just hold on!”
> Blast off, no time to talk!
> “I don’t need your help! You need MY help for once!”
> Write in
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>>38516041
> "I'm coming, just hold on!"
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>>38516041
>“I’m coming, just hold on!”
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>>38516041
> “I don’t need your help! You need MY help for once!”

I just sliced a giant robot in half!

*arrogant french laugh*

ah hon hon hon
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>>38516041

> Blast off, no time to talk!
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> “I’m coming, just hold on!”

“I’m coming, just hold on, okay!?”

“Fine, fine!” says Clarissa. “Just listen though, I’m the only Green Lantern for Sectors around here!” Really? Where’s everyone else?

You nod. “Okay, you want me to bring reinforcements then?”

“Oh, that’d be dandy!” She sounds way too cheerful to be fighting for the survival of the Earth. “Anyone you can bring to bear would be welcome! Just as long as they’re not Nazis or anything! Make it quick too! We only have so much time!”

Hm, you probably only have time to call on one person or group. Who should it be?

> Cherry
> Eudora
> Other Green Lanterns
> “Forget that, I AM THE REINFORCEMENTS!”
> Write in
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>>38516639
> Eudora
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>>38516639
> Eudora

inb4 surprise party
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>>38516639
>Eudora
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>>38516639
> Eudora
HA HA TIME FOR CRITS
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>>38516639
>Eudora

All will be well.
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>>38516639
>Put the red ring already
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Everything is so easy to deal with, and with Eudora coming, there will be no reason to put the red ring on, will there? GS, you need to plan thigns better, really.
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>>38517281
It's fine, because we don't want to put the ring on.
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>>38517325
But we need to collect all the special ring costumes!
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> Eudora

“I’ll go find Eudora. You stay right there!”

“Got it!”

You blast off the surface of the planet. All your constructs of crusaders and soldiers disintegrate as you leave them behind. The Red Ring continues fumbling about in your pocket, hoping that maybe you will put him on.

As if you will have a reason.

-

-

You might have a reason.

> GREEN LANTERN BERGER. I AM CURRENTLY OCCUPIED.

Hundreds of Manhunter ships swarm Mogo’s surface, blasting and cooking his surface with accurate and horrific planetary bombardment. You can just feel the pain and suffering he is going through, every hit and every impact striking the ground on his beautiful world.

“Monsieur Mogo!” you cry. “Wh- Why did you not inform any of us!?”

> IF THE CORPS WERE TO COME TO MY AIDE, OA WOULD BE VULNERABLE, EARTH WOULD BE VULNERABLE. I AM WILLINGLY HOLDING THE MANHUNTERS HERE UNTIL VICTORY IS FOUND.

“But what if you die!?” you scream.

> WILLPOWER DOES NOT DIE.

You blink, tears flowing from your eyes. Not Mogo, anybody but Mogo!

> Head to the Surface, find Eudora and get out quick.
> Attack the fleet, keep them off of Mogo as best as you can.
> Inform the other Green Lanterns, you need help now!
> Write in
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>>38517325
I was just waiting for an appropriate moment

gotta wear 'em all
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>>38517368
> Attack the fleet, keep them off of Mogo as best as you can.


red ring on, nobody kills mogo

NOBODY

and eudora can stop our rampage afterwards
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>>38517368
Get Eudora and then attack the fleet
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>>38517368
>Find Eudora and attack the largest or most important looking ships
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>>38517368
>> Head to the Surface, find Eudora and attack the fleet
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>>38517434
>>38517448
Second.
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>>38517368
>Attack the fleet, keep them off of Mogo as best as you can.
Holy shit. They are being smart, for once.
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>>38517368
> Head to the Surface, find Eudora and attack the fleet
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>>38517368
> Head to the Surface, find Eudora and get out quick.
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>>38517368
>> Head to the Surface, find Eudora and attack the fleet

Let's create a black hole to crush them all up.
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> Write in

-

-

You land right outside Eudora’s little log cabin in the forest of Mogo’s lands. All around are the smoking and smoldering wrecks and heaps of Manhunters, with simple wooden arrows stabbed right through weakpoints and even through the armor itself.

Hmph, the alien girl has skill.

You quickly run up to her door and knock. “Eudora! It’s Lumi! Are you in there?”

She opens the door, smiling happily. “Ah, Green Lantern!” She sips a cup of tea, humming happily as if nothing unusual was going on. “Nice to see you again. Come for a cup of tea?”

You shake your head. What is she doing!? “No! Mogo is under attack! Why aren’t you helping!?”

Eudora frowns a little, sighing. “Unfortunately, Mogo’s power ring is inconveniently located, miles below his surface. I can’t help him try as I might.” You hold up your ring, now glowing with the overcharged power of willpower and hope. “Well, with your hope and my willpower, we can drive back this fleet. What do you say?”

Eudora grins, placing her cup of tea down then pulling up her bow and quiver. “Let’s get to it then!”

You step outside and face the fleet bombing the surface of Mogo.

> WILLPOWER OVERCHARGED
> Project a construct (Roll1d20 Shaping Best of three)
> Current Costume: Fate/Stay Brightest Day Blackest Night
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>38517981

BLACK HOLE
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>38517981
catapults
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>38517981
Let's switch back to Magical Hero, and project a goddamn airforce worth of space spitfires.
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>38517981
Knights of the Round Table
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>>38517981
Tentacles
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>38517981
Tunneling machine. Gotta supercharge that Mogo!
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You project a giant catapult. You grab Eudora and quickly plant yourself in the launching arm. “Ready!” A few construct soldiers tend to the controls. “Fire!” You’re flung true. Eudora projects a mighty shield of hope over the two of you. And with that, a Manhunter ship pays the price of getting in your way. It splits in half as you exit out of it, like a bullet through a sheet.

Eudora grabs a blue arrow from thin air and fires. The shot passes through another ship, and another, and another, crashing them all down to Mogo’s surface. The Manhunter ships don’t even seem to realize what’s going on, their once disciplined and tight formation now faltering and splintering.

Perfect.

You cast forth a squadron of Royal Air Force Spitfires, and then another squadron, and another squadron, and even call upon more obscure planes such as Hawker Hurricanes, and Halifaxes, hundreds of planes. They all go forth and engage the enemy, smashing them to bits and pieces.

Finally, in one fell swoop, the Manhunters are beginning their retreat.

“Yay!” You throw your arms up. “Vive la Lantern verte corps!” you scream. Eudora as well happily clutches her bow, grinning.

> THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIMELY ARRIVAL, GREEN LANTERN BERGER. I CANNOT OWE YOU A MORE GREAT DEBT.

> “Just come help us defend Earth and we’ll consider it paid!”
> “You stay here and recover, we need to go!”
> Write in
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>>38518742
> “You stay here and recover, we need to go!”
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>>38518742
>“You stay here and recover, we need to go!”
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>>38518742

> “You stay here and recover, we need to go!”
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>>38518742

> “You stay here and recover, we need to go!”

Why do I have this sudden impending feeling of things about to go horribly wrong? Are we going to come back to Clarissa being very close to death, or Sinestro taking advantage of the situation to take over Earth, or what? Things are going vaguely according to plan and that worries me, because that never sticks.
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>>38518971

The Manhunters probably are trying to knock out important targets, and may have the numbers to try something like this. Although it really banks on their worst enemies not being able to defend themselves easily, plus the JLU/JSA and other associations not being able to handle the situation.

They may trying to aim for something else entirely and are just using this multi-pronged attack as a distraction.
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>>38518742
>“You stay here and recover, we need to go!”
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>Halifaxes

Why would Lumi summon Halifaxes?

Spifires or Hurricanes I can understand by why a bomber?
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>>38519425
I could see someone wanting to drop huge bombs on nearly stationary capital ships.
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>>38519425
They have Large spaceships.
Very, very Large spaceships that are the perfect target for a bombing run.
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>>38519524
>>38519554
Wouldn't dive bombers or torpedo bombers like the Swordfish be more effective?
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> “You stay here and recover, we need to go!”

“We need to go, Eudora, now. Stay here, Mogo!”

> AS YOU WISH.

And with that, Eudora kick off from a piece of hanging debris, and blast off past the retreating Manhunter fleet. You have no time to be mopping up leftovers after all. You have a job to do! And that’s to save Earth!

-

-

Clarissa flies up, wielding a pair of Thompsons in hand. “AAAAHHHH!” She wails as she fires off round after round at the advancing ships over the asteroid belt. You can see dozens of Manhunters ship advancing, with the debris of hundreds floating around the belt as a monument to Clarissa’s achievement.

Of course, she’s not alone. Red Tornado flies up beside her, blasting ships and stray Manhunters left and right with blasts of solar energy. Beside her is Princess Amethyst, slicing and dicing dismounted automatons with her magical shield.

“Clarissa!” you yell. Clarissa herself feels the energy of hope entering her as you and Eudora approach. “We have arrived!”

“Awesome!” she yells. “We’ve been holding these guys back for the past three hours but they keep pouring ships on us! Where are they getting all these ships!?”

Eudora huffs. “That does not matter now. What matters is that we fight them.”

“Right!” You hold up your ring. “Let’s go-“

“Hold it, sweetie!” She plants her arm across your chest, shoving you back. “Thanks for bringing Eudora here but we can keep going! You need to…” She blinks, narrowing her eyes. “Is that blood coming from your eyes!?”

You blink, then wipe your cheeks. Huh, you neglected to clean that up earlier.

“Look, thanks but we can keep going,” says Clarissa. “Get yourself to the rear!”

> “I can fight, let me fight!”
> “Oh fine!”
> Write in
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>>38519736

I guess? Lumi may not really know the difference and made Halifaxes that do the same thing.
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>>38519736
we could have also made a giant penis that shoots Belgian waffles that detonate on impact.
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>>38519769
>“I can fight, let me fight!”
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>>38519769
> “I can fight, let me fight!”
that's just weakness leaving my body
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>>38519769

> “I can fight, let me fight!”

But when Clarissa inevitably tells us to fall back;

> “Oh fine!”
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>>38519769
> “I can fight, let me fight!”
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>>38519769
> "I can fight, let me fight!"
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>>38519769
>I can fight, let me fight!”
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>>38519769
>“I can fight, let me fight!”
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>>38519769
"I WILL FUCKING TEAR LEGION APART AND YOU WILL NOT TAKE THAT FROM ME"
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>>38519769
> “I can fight, let me fight!”
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>>38519769
>>38519940
I like this.
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> “I can fight, let me fight!”

“I can fight, Clarissa, let me fight!”

She places both hands on your arms, letting Eudora, Princess Amethyst, and Red Tornado continue the fight. “Listen, my Ring is telling me that you’re not all there. Just stay calm, we can handle this!”

“I WILL NOT BE SIDELINED WHILE LEGION ATTACKS MY SECTOR!” you shriek.

Clarissa pokes around in her ear, grimacing. “You don’t need to shout.”

“Agh!” You throw your arms up in the air, in complete and utter frustration.

“Listen.” She places her hands on your shoulder, edging close. “Look. I know you want to help. I know you’re angry. But for God’s sakes-“

“I am fine,” you hiss. “You are not the judge of me, Clarissa. If Legion is here, then by God I will kill him and destroy him!”

“In due time,” says Clarissa. “But-“

Red Tornado shouts. “Green Lantern #2! We need your help now!” A Manhunter almost smashes her to bits. Almost, a blue arrow from Eudora solves it.

Clarissa shoves you aside, then flies back. “Just leave it to us!”

> Forget that, get in the fight!
> Stay back, shoot down anyone who gets past them.
> Write in
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>>38520575
>Forget that, get in the fight!
Fuck, no, we can do this
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>>38520575
>Forget that, get in the fight!
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>>38520575

> Forget that, get in the fight!

REMOVE LEGION

REMOVE MANHUNTER
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>>38520575
> Forget that, get in the fight!

channel your inner Conan the Barbarian
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>>38520575
> Forget that, get in the fight!\
And get that much closer to turning into a Red Lantern
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>>38520575
> Stay back, shoot down anyone who gets past them.
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>>38520575
> Stay back, shoot down anyone who gets past them.
I want the Red Ring pushers to go and stay go.
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>>38520575
>Stay back, shoot down anyone who gets past them.
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>>38520575
>Forget that, get in the fight!
>>38520767
This is not about the ring, this is about doing what is right
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>>38520575
>> Forget that, get in the fight!
Clarissa never respects our choices. That annoys me.
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>>38520791
Try to tell me nobody wants to do this to get Lumi angry enough to consider putting on the ring.
You can't.
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>>38520869
Of course I can't, there is >0 people who wants to don the ring.
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>>38520869
>>38520920
I feel that donning the Red Ring is unavoidable. Just the question of WHEN it happens.
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> Forget that, get in the fight!

Screw Clarissa and what she thinks of you! You are no baby! You have no pacifier that you are suckling! You blaze past them in a streak of green. “Hey!” You barely hear Clarissa voice her objection. Right now all there is you and the Manhunters.

The Red Ring pipes up. “If you would put us on, perhaps-“

“Shut up!” You project a giant fish and smash a group of Manhunters to pieces. Then you swat another group. Then you slam a group into the side of a ship.

“Jeez!” says Red Tornado. “Green Lantern #1 is really having it out!”

Princess Amethyst looks at you, concerned. “I’m worried. She’s not hurt is she?”

Eudora flies up between them. “We have to help her! For the sake of everyone!” She flies in after you.” Clarissa, Red Tornado, and Princess Amethyst come in behind her.

You break a Manhunter’s back over your knee. And then you see him.

Legion.

:: Just the Green Lantern we were looking for.”

You narrow your eyes. “Not another one of your holo-projections, is it?”

He holds out his arms, clearly challenging you. :: Would you like to find out? ::

> WILLPOWER OVERCHARGE
> Project a Construct!
> Roll 1d20 (Shaping Best of three)
> Current Costume: Fate Stay Brightest Day Blackest Night
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>>38521417

A steel pipe. Not the most elegant of weapons but at this point, I think anything smashy is going to be a bit too tempting not to.
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>38521417
Conan the Barbarian
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>38521494
>>38521417

Whoops. Forgot my roll.
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>38521417
>Riddle of Steel from the Hyboreon age
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>38521417

A mace would be pretty neato. Or maybe a warhammer.
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>38521417
Warhammer and shield
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>>38521417
Poor Red-chan. We'll never put her on.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=onGWF8mz1Zw
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You project yourself a mighty Warhammer. “This is for Earth!” You wield it over your head and bring it down.

Only for it to simply phase through Legion. The holographic picture flickers from the disturbance, but otherwise returns to normal in a few short seconds. Damn it, another hologram. The coward! “So, you are too scared to fight me, are you!? You realized the mistake of giving me what I want and taking it away from me!?”

:: It must have hurt, ripping the Black Mercy off. It must have been like tearing your own eyes out. :: Legion shakes his head. :: This is not over. I will destroy your Earth, and I will destroy the Corps. ::

You sigh, watching his holographic picture disappear. The Manhunters all begin turning around. It appears the invasion of Earth has been prevented. They leave, even with all your friends blasting and shooting after them.

… The coward.

Your friends gather on either side of you. “What happened to you?” asks Clarissa.

You shake your head. “Nothing.” You push her aside.

“Come on!” Clarissa floats on after you. “It wasn’t just nothing!”

> “It was nothing.”
> “He made me see things.”
> “Just go away.”
> Write in
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>>38522422
> “It was nothing.”
That's the problem, it was all nothing.
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>>38522422
>"He gave me everything I ever wanted."
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>>38522422
>> “He made me see things.”
They're your friends, Lumi. You can rely on them.
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>>38522422
>“It was nothing.”
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>>38522422

> “It was nothing.”
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>>38522422
>“It was nothing.”
NOthing at all, nothing at all, nothing at all...
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>>38522422
>“He made me see things.”

Look up the files on the "Black Mercy" creature on our ring, then have it do an audio reading of the entry.
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>>38522422
>“He made me see things.”
Might as well at least try.
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>>38522422
>“It was nothing.”
A fucking hologram, seriously? Goddamnit, schteel.
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>>38522422
> “He made me see things.”
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>>38522422
"Don't, Clarissa. Just... don't. Please."
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>>38522422

> “It was nothing.”
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>>38522422
>“It was nothing.”
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>>38522422
>> “It was nothing.”
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>>38522422
>“He made me see things.”
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>>38522422

> “It was nothing.”
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>>38522422
>he made me see things
>everything I ever wanted
>...Clarissa...it hurts
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I really wish we just gave Cherry the ring like the last owner wanted.

Can we still do that?
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>>38523208
No, she already has her own ring
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>>38522422
> “He made me see things.”

I really wish we could stop lying for just a minute.
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>>38523255
Yes but it's not THE ring.

Plus by that logic, so do we.
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>>38523321
Nah, we only have one red ring.
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> “It was nothing.”

You shake your head. “It was nothing.” It’s not exactly a lie, but it’s not exactly the truth. You’re not going to dump your problems on your friends.

Clarissa crosses her arms. “Sure don’t seem like nothing.”

“Oh, is there a psychiatry program in your Ring, Clarissa?” you snap. She blinks, taken aback. “Look, I have had a very long day. I wish to rest now. We have beaten the Manhunters back, we should celebrate, oui?”

Clarissa shakes her head. “This is just the beginning. Who knows where Legion is now. For all we know, he’s planning on attack on Oa while we’re still here fumbling around like idiots. I’m going to return to Oa and I will muster up a posse to sweep the universe in search of that yellow abomination.”

You nod. “Fine, then I will go with you.”

“No. You will stay here, and rest,” says Clarissa.

“You cannot tell me what to do!” you yell. Where does she get off!? Red Tornado, Eudora, and Princess Amethyst stand awkwardly by. “I was the first Green Lantern after Abin Sur! I am the one you should be taking orders from!”

Clarissa’s eyebrows lower into a steady and firm expression. “I am doing this because I care about you. You’ve done enough. Let us handle this.”

> “No.”
> “Fine.”
> Write in
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>only 30+ years until Lumi becomes a D&D nerd

Bigby's hand wizard all day every day

or is she forever DM
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>>38523361
> “Fine.”
somebody has to look after the sector anyways.

"Americans!"
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>>38523361
>“No.”
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>>38523361
> “No.”
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>>38523361
> “No.”
Let's see how long the rage train can last.
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>>38523208

We did. She then tossed it away. I'd recommend rereading that thread.
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>>38523361
>“Fine.”
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>>38523361
>“No.”
Go away boob demon, this is Lumi's personal quest
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>>38523361
> “No.”
Goddammit Clarissa.
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>>38523361
>“No.”
Vengence will be taken.
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>>38523361
>“Fine.”
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>>38523361
> Write in
We'll do this together then. I don't want you to get hurt either.
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>>38523361
>Write in

This is our job, Clarissa. If even one more life can be saved because I was there, then that's worth a few extra hours on the clock.
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finally showing some backbone

I am shocked and delighted.

we are the sempai, she should be begging us to notice her
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>>38523361
> "Fine."
I'm tired of edgy Lumi can we go back to nice justice Lumi already.
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>>38523699
>edgy
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>>38523699
This isn't edgy. It's piss off and want to partake in the fight to down the big bad. And everyone's telling her to sit it out.
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>>38523361
>> “No.”
And she's still not listening.
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> “No.”

“I have not done enough! If you knew what Legion did to me, it would never be enough to you!” you snarl.

Clarissa narrows her eyes. “So what did he do?”



Clarissa sighs. “That’s what I thought.” She sighs. “You can come with us to Oa. But no further. We are in a delicate situation and we do not need brute force.” Ugh, since when was Clarissa this smart? “Everyone in agreement?” Nervously, Eudora, Red Tornado, and Princess Amethyst nod. “Good. Come on, let’s go.”

All of you make the journey to Oa.

-

-

You sit on a bench, Red Tornado eating a strange blue ice cream delicacy next to you as Clarissa gathers up a group of Green Lanterns from all over. She inspires and rouses them with a speech that you can barely understand, not that you would care to.

Red Tornado licks her lips clean of ice cream. “You have to admit, Green Lantern #1. Maybe it’s best you take a rest.”

You sigh. “Rouge. Legion has done something to me that I cannot let stand.” You look over to your pocket. “And what about you, huh!? Nothing to say!?”

Red Tornado stares at you, awkwardly beneath her helmet. “Er… who are you talking to?”

“Nobody.” You cross your arms.



You suddenly feel Red Tornado’s arms around you, hugging you. “… what are you doing?” you ask.

Red Tornado beams. “Hugs make everything better, GL! You’ll see! We’ll beat Legion in time! You’ll see!”

> Hug her back.
> “Please let go of me.”
> “… thank you.”
> Write in
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>>38524365
> “Please let go of me.”
I appreciate the sentiment Rouge but not now.
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>>38524365
> “Please let go of me.”
Clarissa you're a bitch.
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>>38524365
> Hug her back.
> “… thank you.”

We might not be living in a reality being threatened by a genocidal insect with a robot suit, but there's good things here too.
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>>38524365
>“… thank you.”
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>>38524461

I mean we might be living in a reality threatened by a genocidal insect in a robot suit. Herp.
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>>38524365
> “… thank you.”
> Hug her back.
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>>38524365

> “Please let go of me.”
> “… thank you.”

Still mad. But we get the point.
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>>38524365
>“Please let go of me.
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>>38524365
>> Hug her back.
>> “… thank you.”
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>>38524452
That' not Clarissa.
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>>38524365
> Hug her back.
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>>38524365
>hug her back
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>>38524365
>". . . thank you."
>"But while you're hug is appreciated, and truly Rouge, it is, some times the scales simply must be balanced. Justice must be served up by the sword."
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>>38524562
I'm aware. The comment was not directed at red. In general I'm pissed off at Clarissa now.
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>>38524365
> Hug her back.
Stop being mean to your friends, Lumi.
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>>38524595
She wasn't being mean to Clarissa... Clarissa is being stuck up and telling Lumi to take a back seat while she and the others save the day.
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>>38524595
are you a buddy bear?
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>>38524590

spirit of vengeance pls go

come back later
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>>38524611
>stuck up
Oh, I wasn't aware that telling a friend to sit something out when she clearly isn't alright counted as being stuck up.
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>>38524365
>> “… thank you.”
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>>38524633
Dammit Coulson put on a shirt.
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>>38524719
The issue is that Lumi's safety should be considered secondary to stopping the Big Bad.
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>>38524611
>>38524719

I'd say she's more being tactless and expressing her concern and care about her best "friend" in the an extremely undiplomatic and hilarious way possible. So typical Clarissa.

also possible resentment over complex feelings for Lumi might be influencing her
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>>38524748
The Specter needs no shirt for he is truly one of DC's greatest badasses.
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Clarissa's concern comes off as condescending like she doesn't believe in her partner and that Lumi has to be protected. she just want her waifu safe but Lumi don't know that.

misunderstandings help make a story go round.
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>>38524978
Yeah that's how I was getting it.
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GS has slowed down considerably these past times, hasn't he?
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> Hug her back.
> “… thank you.”

You sigh, and then wrap your free hand around her. “Thank you, Rouge. It means a lot.” You can tell she’s smiling happily underneath that helmet of hers. Much as you hate to admit it, Clarissa might be right.

No, Clarissa is wrong. This is not about you anymore. This is about Legion and the Green Lantern Corps. Sidelining you isn’t fair! “Listen, Rouge. Tell me, do you agree with Clarissa?”

Rouge freezes as she hugs you, completely caught off guard. “Um. Maybe?” What? “Look, we just don’t want to lose you. I mean-“ She stops hugging you, instead wildly gesturing to get her point across like some kid. “You’ve been my greatest inspiration! You are my hero, no matter what you do or how you do it! You are the best hero that has ever graced the Earth because you showed people like me that we can be heroes too, no matter how small we are!” You frown, taking it all in. “I don’t care if you have to take a little break, everyone does. But losing you… by God, GL, that would break my heart.”

Your shoulders slacken, and your face falls sullen. “Rouge…”

“Just take it easy for at least a day. Lick your wounds.” She places her hand on your cheek. “Don’t take this the wrong way. At least give yourself some time to recover, to calm down, to meditate on things like Eudora does. Can you do that?”

> “For you, I will.”
> “No.”
> Write in

>>38525254
I'm aware, it's been killing me.
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>>38525273
> Write in
we'll see. No promises.
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>>38525273
>“For you, I will.”
Moderation is the key to ultimate survival.
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>>38525273
> “For you, I will.”
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>>38525273
>“For you, I will.”

I'll try for your sake. But all of this isn't just about me anymore.
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>>38525273
>“No.”
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>>38525273
>“For you, I will.”
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>>38525273
>>38525332

I'll second this one.
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>>38525273
>“No.”
It's not the time, the fight isn't over.
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>>38525273
>“For you, I will.”
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>>38525273
>“For you, I will.”
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>>38525273
rest when Legion is dead
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>>38525273
"ok"
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annnnndd the players' backbone is gone
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> “For you, I will.”

You sigh. “Fine. For you.” She hugs you again happily.

You lean back on the bench. You watch as Clarissa pumps her fist, cheering. All the other Green Lanterns raise their fists in triumph, shouting and yelling. You can’t help bujt feel envy at that. You want to be like that. You want to inspire Green Lanterns too damn it!

You already did, technically speaking, but you want to keep doing it! None of this rest and relaxation! None of this… treating you like a child. You’re not a child. Not anymore! You are a grown up now!

But alas, you have to watch as they fly up out of Oa, like shooting stars.

Without you.



At least the Red Ring stopped talking.
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>>38525865
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DEq4tXATjrw

That's it for tonight's chapter of The Magical Green Lantern. It'll return at a later date soon. Sorry for the slow updates, I've been tuckered out from being snowed in but thankfully it is going to be Spring Break this coming week (funny considering there's five inches of fucking snow outside.) Hope you all enjoyed it.

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See you next time.
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This is why we keep failing.
The voices in Lumi's head have no willpower.
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>>38525917
Thanks for running, boss.
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>>38525917
thanks for running GS

sorry the playerbase is largely composed of spineless faggots
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>>38525917

Thanks for running, GS. See you next time!
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>>38525917
Thanks for the thread!
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Sometimes I wonder why the ring ever fucking considered Lumi with the way the votes go
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>>38525946
Everyone around her was saying that Lumi was almost literally working herself to death. As fervent as the need is to stop Legion, you have to pace yourself and not burn out. If you fight tired, you're going to make costly mistakes.

>>38525990
The ring was responding to Lumi's fresh rage after releasing the Black Mercy. Lumi just has the presence of mind and willpower to not immediately put it on.
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>>38526461
I was talking about the Green one



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