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>>38676858
[2/2]

Suddenly, the trees start bending over, blocking the stars from shining on you.

> GREEN LANTERN BERGER.

You tip up your sunglasses. “Oui, Mogo?”

> I FEAR YOU ARE BECOMING COMPLACENT.

You grunt. “Well, Clarissa is obviously the best Green Lantern this side of the universe, oui? Surely she should handle someone I cannot hope to defeat in single combat.” You mean that sarcastically of course.

> COMPLACENCY IS THE ENEMY OF THE CORPS.

“I know.” You frown, biting your lip. “But…” You sigh, resting your head back against the warm rock. “Everyone says I should relax, I am relaxing now, no? I mean- Look!” You pull on your shoulder strap, revealing the pale skin underneath contrasting with the… less pale skin exposed to the stars. “I am getting tan-lines here!”

> THAT IS BECAUSE YOU HAVE DONE NOTHING BUT LIE THERE FOR THREE DAYS.

Huh. You do not tan easily it seems.

> “I’ll keep lying here until I am needed. Now get those trees out of the way.”
> “What do you expect me to do then?”
> Write in

>>38676866
> “What do you expect me to do then?”

>>38676866
> “What do you expect me to do then?”

>>38676866
>What do you expect me to do then?

We should spend time conversing with Mogo. Best Husbando He can help us with out traumas.

>>38676866
>“What do you expect me to do then?”
> Write in

If you've got any training or something in mind, I'm all ears.

>>38676866
> “What do you expect me to do then?”

> “What do you expect me to do then?”

You sit up straight, looking up at the trees. “What do you expect me to do then? Train?”

> YES.

Oh, that was simple.

> I WILL BE WILLING TO HELP YOU IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM. GREEN LANTERN BERGER, EVEN DESPITE HOW INCOMPETENT YOU OR OTHERS MAY THINK YOURSELF TO BE, YOUR RING REMAINS ON YOUR FINGER FOR ONE REASON.

“Oh?” You plant your head on your knee. “What’s that?”

> BECAUSE YOU HAVE THE WILL TO DEFEND OTHERS.

You are quiet for a few moments. The will to defend others. As a police officer of the universe, the will to defend others just kind of came with the job did it not? Hm, maybe Mogo is getting old. He is a planet after all.

Ugh, if only Mogo were a man.

The trees straight swaying down, revealing a path through the woods. Well, as much as a path that thorny and thick bushes will allow.

> START YOUR HIKE, CLEAR YOUR MIND.

Hm.

> “Alright, I will go.”
> “Eh… give me a few more minutes to get my tan in.”
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>>38677318
> “Alright, I will go.”

>>38677318
>“Eh… give me a few more minutes to get my tan in.”
C'mon, tan Lumi is more important than not-depressed Lumi.

>>38677318
> “Alright, I will go.”

>>38677354

She'll get her tan while she's walking around. It's not like you have to enter a hyper-focused state of mind to maximize your tanning power or something.

>>38677318
> “Alright, I will go.”
you don't deserve to be happy
reflect on your failures

>>38677318
> “Alright, I will go.”

>>38677354
We haven't moved for three days. Our tan isn't getting any better.

>>38677318
>Alright, I will go.

HAHA!

Oh Lumi. Even if you drank all the syrup on earth it there would be a complicated size difference issue with that relationship relationship

>>38677318
> "Alright, I will go."

>>38677318
>> “Alright, I will go.”

> “Alright, I will go.”

You sigh, standing up fully. You wipe your arm down, bringing forth your regular costume over the swimsuit. “Alright then, Mogo. I will go forth and hike! As you say!” You start forward, dropping off of the rocks and into the brush when-

“Ow!” You yelp, as you look down. The thorns cut your leg! It even ripped up your sock! Ugh, the nerve! You shake your head, grimacing. No, thorns are nothing! Just power through- “OW!” You look down again. It just ripped at your arm. What the hell!?

> PROCEED.

…

This is going to suck.

> …
> …

You finally burst free of the forest, your uniform in tatters and little cuts and gashes all over your body. It feels like your blouse is being held together by only millimeters of seams right now. At least the cuts will heal, they are not that bad. But they sure do sting.

Finally though, you look and see Eudora’s log cabin at the top of a cliff. You start forward to the path.

When suddenly, a tree falls over onto it.

…

“Mogo.” You look up. “Do you enjoy watching me suffer?”

> NO.

“Then why did you just block my path like that?”

> IF YOU WISH TO VISIT EUDORA. FIND A WAY UP.

You look up. You never realized Eudora’s house was that high. Hm…

> “On second thought. I do not want to visit her that badly.”
> “Alright, I can do this. We’ll climb!”
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>>38677980
> “Alright, I can do this. We’ll climb!”

I'll show you Mogo

>>38677980
> “Alright, I can do this. We’ll climb!”

>>38677980
>“Alright, I can do this. We’ll climb!”

Hopefully we can walk around the tree.

>>38677980
>Stretch first. Climbing is very intense on a person's range of movement. Stretching is very important.

>>38677980
>“Alright, I can do this. We’ll climb!”
Mogo, please.

>>38677980
>Alright, I can dot his. We'll climb!"
We'll crawl right up Mogo's chiseled sheer cliff face with our uniform in tatters.

Dragging ourselves over the alternating strata of his smooth and craggy surfaces.

Mogo has joined team Bully Lumi. All is lost.

> “Alright, I can do this. We’ll climb!”

You sigh. “Alright. I can do this, Mogo. Rest assured, your behavior today will not be forgotten, no sir.” You shake your head, then clamber onto the rocks. “Jesus Christ the Lord…” you mutter. You tug yourself up, then slowly and steadily start climbing the rock face.

Suddenly, out of a crack a vine whips at you. “Ah!” You slap it away. “Mogo!”

> JUST A CHALLENGE.

Another whips at your leg. “Agh! Mogo! Stop that!”

> NO.

Ugh! Insufferable!

At least this is not the mountain!

You throw yourself up, grabbing onto an outcropping. A whole heap of vines creep out of the cracks and nooks of the rockface. Where does he get these things!? They all snap and crack at you. One of them even wraps around your thigh. “Agh! MOGO!” you scream.

> YES?

“Whipping me is one thing!” you yell. “Grabbing me is another!” It starts to tug you down.

Thankfully, it is a short climb up. The minute you pull yourself up over the crest is the minute you feel relief.

Too bad that vine will not let go of you. It immediately starts pulling you down again. You dig your fingers into the grass and dirt, screeching.

Eudora stands over you, a bowl of soup in her hands. “Oh, hello Green Lantern, did you come to visit?” More vines whip up and wrap themselves around your hips and your legs. They start tugging you down with all their plant-like fury.

> “Do not just stand there, help me!”
> “Yes. Could you wet the tea please?”
> INTENSIFY CLIMBING
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>>38678642
>“Yes. Could you wet the tea please?”
> INTENSIFY CLIMBING

>>38678642
> “Yes. Could you wet the tea please?”
> INTENSIFY CLIMBING
>be grateful that tentacle/vine porn has not been invented yet

>>38678687
I'd like to add to this one.
>shudder in horror as it is with you

>>38678642
> “Yes. Could you wet the tea please?”
> INTENSIFY CLIMBING
Mogo's being kindof a dick.
Either that or the Lumibutt has claimed another victim.

>>38678642
>INTENSIFY CLIMBING
Maximum bully achieved.

>>38678642
> INTENSIFY CLIMBING

> “Yes. Could you wet the tea please?”
> INTENSIFY CLIMBING

You nod. “Ou-“ A sharp tug interrupts you, but you quickly grab onto a rock for support. “Oui! Uh, could you make some tea, Eudora? That would be so good, no?” She smiles, moving back into her cabin.

Once she’s inside, you pull on the rock, hard. “MOGO! YOU ARE TRYING MY PATIENCE!”

He responds by pulling on you even harder. You feel the remnants of your sock be torn off, and even your boot be pulled off as well. It takes the vines with them. You get your bare leg up and kicking at the ground.

After a moment, Eudora comes back with a platter of bowls of soup and a few cups of tea. “I’m back!” She places it down next to you. “Would you like me to feed you, Green Lantern? “ You nod furiously. She takes up a spoon, takes a little bit of piping hot soup then blows. “Here comes the spacecruiser, neeeee!” You open your mouth, and she gently shoves the spoon in.

[1/2]

>>38679340
[2/2]

AH! THAT’S HOT, VERY HOT!

Your muscles immediately spasm and seize up. Before you know it, you pull yourself free of the vines and actually manage to drag yourself halfway to Eudora’s cabin.

She looks down at her soup. “Is my soup really that hot?” She takes a testing slurp. “Hm… seems cold actually.” The vines motion over to her. “Oh, Mogo!” She places a bowl of soup and a cup of tea in them grasp. “There you go!”

> THANK YOU, EUDORA.

You crawl back over, then take up your tea. Eudora looks at you. “My goodness, Green Lantern, you look horrible.”

“No thanks to Mogo,” you say. You sit up, then sip your tea. Very sweet, like a lemon. Something you can identify at least. One of Mogo’s vines creeps over to you, but you slap it away. You look away from him, pouting angrily.

“My, my…” Eudora pets one of the vines, and it in turn nuzzles her cheek. “Aw, Mogo is not that bad, Green Lantern. He means well!” She gently strokes the wood and the leaves upon it.

“I know…” You cross your legs, leaning back. “So why did you not go with Clarissa?”

Eudora shrugs. “It was not in my place to. As a Blue Lantern, our job is to hope and to give hope to others. We are not weapons nor guardians of anything. As long as we breathe, we hope.”

You nod at that. “I see.”

> “Alright, Mogo, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?”
> Rest for now, you more than deserve it.
> Write in

>>38679360
>“Alright, Mogo, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?”
Let the masochism flow through you, Lumi.

>>38679360
> “Alright, Mogo, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?”
Try to contact Clarissa if we get a moment

>>38679360

> “Alright, Mogo, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?”

>>38679360
> “Alright, Mogo, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?”

>>38679360
>“Alright, Mogo, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?”

Try not to sample more of Eudora's cooking.

>>38679360
>“Alright, Mogo, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?”

> “Alright, Mogo, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?”

You look at one of his vines. “Alright, Mogo. Do you have anything else up your sleeve? Perhaps you want me to rip my shirt off and eat it? Or perhaps saw my own leg off to free myself from a binding? What shall we have?”

His vine tips the bowl and the tea over. The liquids go spilling out all over the ground.

> YOUR SOUP IS GETTING BETTER, EUDORA.

She grins happily. “Thank you, Mogo.” Is that really how he tastes the soup? Well then, what do you taste like?

> GREEN LANTERN BERGER, TO TRAIN ON MY SURFACE IS TO CONDITION YOURSELF AGAINST PHYSICAL PAIN, TO ENDURE AND SURVIVE. ALL THIS WILL BE KEY TO FINDING THE PATH TO BECOMING THE GREATEST LANTERN YOU CAN BE, A LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS FOR OTHERS TO FOLLOW.

You nod. “Alright then. What next?”

Eudora snaps her finger. “Oh! I wanted to move my cabin down into the forest! Do you think you could move it for me?” she asks. Move her cabin? That’d be trivial, you’re a Green Lantern, you have a power ring-

> NO RINGS.

… oh.

> “Well. Let’s break out the rope then.”
> “Nope, nope, move your own cabin.”
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>>38680293
>“Well. Let’s break out the rope then.”
It just hit me that Lumi is so bad she has to repeat her training arcs.

>>38680293
>Give me big enough lever and I can move the world

>>38680293
>“Well. Let’s break out the rope then.”

Or we could, you know. Build another cabin. That way there's two cabins that Eudora can stay in. Plus she might want some more rooms or a different design.

>>38680293
> “Well. Let’s break out the rope then.”

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>>38680293
>> “Well. Let’s break out the rope then.”

>>38680326

It's not so much that she has to repeat them, she just has to go through successive training arcs with each bigger threat--like Rocky, except with more suffering.

>>38680293
> Write in
Logs underneath as rollers and use leverage to push the thing forward.
That's how people used to move big shit
before.

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Really don't need power ring for this kind of shit.

>>38680401

I'd imagine the effor to build a separate cabin would be even more than moving an already built one. I mean, on top of finding suitable trees to chop down, there's shaping the logs, flattening the ground to form the foundation, sealing the structure to be water resistant and pest proof, and even just finding a proper clearing--or chopping down trees and taking out stumps if a clearing doesn't present itself.

GS, you need to start providing more than one option.

>>38680435
But she already had the Mogo training arc, this is the same thing again, just slightly more abusive.

>>38680452
Granted, we're moving stuff downhill, so we sort of need rope or something I guess.

>>38680499

So you want to lift the cabin up on a lever and roll it down the mountain side on some planks sitting on top of a couple rounded logs?

The hell are we gonna find a big enough lever?

>>38680293
>“Well. Let’s break out the rope then.”
Eudora is a good friend and Lumi is a total bro. Or sis. Whatever. >>38680499

> “Well. Let’s break out the rope then.”

> …
> …

You push against the ropes in your hands, moving the cabin forward. The slope to bring it down the mountain is another half-kilometer and in the past hour you’ve gone maybe seventy meters. Eudora remains in her cabin, which has been brought up from the foundation and put on logs to act as rollers. You meanwhile drag it forth with all your might.

And all your might just is not good enough to make it tolerable.

Eudora calls out from her window. “Would you like more tea, Green Lantern?”

“Sure!” you call out. She steps back in, getting the kettle ready.

You sigh. You feel like you have been here before.

Ugh, whatever, if it means making yourself better, then by all means! Just wait until Clarissa sees you.

Your ring beeps.

> WARNING, WARNING.

Huh? You look up at the sky to see a green comet, heading right towards you.

… is that Clarissa? You narrow your eyes.

Oh. It is.

And she’s not stopping.

She doesn’t look like SHE CAN STOP!

> Fly up and catch her.
> “Eudora, watch out!”
> Take cover!
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>>38681226
>Fly up and catch her.

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>>38681226
> Fly up and catch her.
> “Eudora, watch out!”

>>38681226
>Fly up and catch her.
> “Eudora, watch out!”

>>38681226
>fly up and catch her!

>>38681393

Might want to spoiler that, champ.

All versions (second half has piercings)
http://imgur.com/a/jaan5

Wallpaper, because why the fuck not?
http://imgur.com/a/6lwLA

>>38681226
>Fly up and catch her.
> “Eudora, watch out!”

> Fly up and catch her.

“Clarissa!” You cut the ropes and then jump up. You project yourself a mighty fine catcher’s mitt to catch her.

Unfortunately, that is not enough. She flies right through. Damn it! You start flying after her. You cannot even look to see her, you have got to match her speed and then some! And after a minute of flyover, you do grab onto her.

And then you both crash into a mountain.

“Clarissa!” You throw rocks off of yourself, angry as all hell. “What is the meaning of this!? You-“ Your anger suddenly drops upon seeing Clarissa.

Oh good Lord. Her clothing is in shambles, even more shambles then you. Bruises and gashes run all over her body, a burn here and there across her hands as well. Her eyes are shut, and her jaw hangs open in what appears to be a state of permanent fright.

Oh Jesus.

You pick her up gently, then start the run towards Eudora’s cabin.

> …
> …

Clarissa is laid out underneath Eudora’s sheets on her bed. The Blue Lantern herself hovers her hands over Clarissa’s body, a faint blow glow embuing herself and Clarissa’s body as the wounds heal. “What happened to her?” you ask.

Eudora shakes her head. “I do not know. Many of her bones have been cracked and broken.” She looks up at you. “Green Lantern, I fear for her organs as well. She is also suffering from internal bleeding, and her heart…” She stops herself, seeing your dropping expression. “Green Lantern, she is very well injured.”

You nod. “I can see that.” What did Legion do to her?

> “Is there any way I can help?”
> “Well, I’ll just go back to moving the cabin.”
> “Legion will pay for this, I swear it!”
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>>38682115
>“Is there any way I can help?”
No dying Titty-Monster-kouhai.

>>38682115

> “Is there any way I can help?”
> “Legion will pay for this, I swear it!”

>>38682115
>“Legion will pay for this, I swear it!”
That fucker.

>>38682115
> “Legion will pay for this, I swear it!”
> “Is there any way I can help?”

>>38682115
>“Legion will pay for this, I swear it!”

Quick, check if her penis is alright!

>>38682115
>“Legion will pay for this, I swear it!”

I see the red ring baiting is back.

>>38682115
>“Is there any way I can help?”

>>38682115

> “Is there any way I can help?”

>>38682115
>“Legion will pay for this, I swear it!”
Fucker hurt my waifu

>>38682115
> “Legion will pay for this, I swear it!”

> “Legion will pay for this, I swear it!”

“Legion will pay for this! I swear it!” you hiss. You look all over Clarissa. She remains unconscious. Oh God, what about Amethyst?! Oh the other Green Lanterns!? If Clarissa is near dead, what about them!? Oh no…

Eudora looks up at you. “Green Lantern, please do not get so worked up. We could not have known this would happen.”

“I should have been there!” you say. “Instead she wanted me to stay back and relax as she said. Three days of relaxation for what!?” You stomp your foot, grumpily walking over to her dining table and then slumping down into her chair. “Eudora, this is as serious as it gets! Clarissa is one of our best Green Lanterns, all the others are preoccupied in their sectors and the Manhunters, Sinestro…” You pause. “Sinestro I have not seen in ages, but… who else is left to fight him?”

> YOU.

You blink, then look around. “Oh, uh…”

> DID YOU NOT WANT TO FIGHT HIM?

“Well, Mogo… I mean, it’s different!” You stand up again, pointing to Clarissa. “Look what Legion did to her! She is lucky to be alive! The last time I ever confronted Legion face-to-face, I died!”

> THEN WHAT WILL BE YOUR NEXT COURSE OF ACTION?

> “I go back to Oa, and try to muster another posse.”
> “We wait for Clarissa to recover.”
> “I go back to Earth, and make sure it is safe.”
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>>38682887
> “I go back to Earth, and make sure it is safe.”

gotta dust the mansion

>>38682887
>“We wait for Clarissa to recover.”
Enough to tell us what happened, and if we sent one of our few fans to an untimely death.

>>38682887
>“We wait for Clarissa to recover.”
We need to know what happened. Flying in blind will lead to us making the same mistakes when we fight Legion again. Which I fear to be very soon.

>>38682887
>Go to earth, makesure it is safe

>>38682887
> “We wait for Clarissa to recover.”

>>38682887
Uh oh, us wanting to not fight him is perhaps a more fatal flaw then him being yellow, if it means we fear him. Might do so hooby dooby ring willpower faillure shit.

>>38683076
Lumi has every right to be worried. Legion has outclassed her in every encounter, and every time she attempts to corner him, it's a hologram.

>>38682887
>“I go back to Earth, and make sure it is safe.”
But Sinestro is not doing anything.

>>38682887

>...I will stop Legion. I have to. Even if I'm anihilated in the process.

>>38683076
It's not fear, anon. It's love.

>“I go back to Oa, and try to muster another posse.”

>take a look at this Quest again by curiosity

>Voters aren't even trying to have Lumi be useful anymore

...

Well then

>>38682887

> “I go back to Oa, and try to muster another posse.”

What the fuck are we, the Spineless Lanterns? Running in the face of adversity is more of a Lumi's Dad solution.

>>38682887

Changing my vote here >>38683167 to

>I will go back to Oa and re-group people.

>We will need the help of the Blue Lanterns

Could Lumi create an healing pod for her injured friend ?

The Rings can do pretty much anything

> “We wait for Clarissa to recover.”

“We wait for her to recover.” You sit down in a seat, more gently this time. “Clarissa will be important. At least to explain what happened, to give us context.” Eudora nods, continuing her work on healing Clarissa.

You sigh, placing your head in your hands.

Clarissa.

> …
> …

It has been several hours. She woke up a few minutes ago, and you are sat by the bedside as Eudora hunts for food in the forests. Still, just by looking at her, you couldn’t tell she was awake. “How are you feeling, Clarissa?”

She grunts, her eyes barely open. “Good.” Clearly not. “Is that soup?” she asks. You nod, holding a bowl and spoon over to her.

“Here, I will feed you,” you say. You never thought you would say it but here you are. You scoop up some of the broth, then gently tip the spoon over her mouth.

She hisses, her cheeks puffing out and her eyes squeezing shut. “That’s hot!” she whines. You giggle a little, placing the bowl on the nightstand. “Ugh, my… everything.”

[1/2]

>>38683767
[2/2]

“What happened?” you ask.

“We found him on the edge of the universe, at his old homeplanet. Wasn’t doing anything, wasn’t building nothing, just… there,” she whispers. “And we tried to take him in. But he was too strong. Nothing we did could stop him. I told Amethyst to run, and she did.” Oh thank goodness. “Ran back into Gemworld. But as for us…” She sighs deeply. “I don’t know.” She looks to you. “Did you see anyone else?” You shake your head. Her face turns into an even more horrific picture of depression. “Oh.”

“I am sorry,” you say. “Truly.” Clarissa tries to sit up, but you immediately lay her down. “Don’t. I will take care of it.”

She groans. “Ugh… you better.”

You nod, then you hear the door click open. “Chaselon!” you cry. You remember him following Clarissa as part of the posse. He looks… quite bad. Some of his diamond plating is dented and busted, but that does not seem to dampen his spirit.

Especially because he hugs you outright. “Green Lantern Berger! And Green Lantern Savage! It is good we have rendezvoused!” He pulls back, smiling at you both. “Goodness, I was worried that Green Lantern Savage was killed like the others.”

…

Chaselon looks down. “Sorry, that was uh…” He realizes the situation. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine.” Clarissa groans, trying again to sit up. You force her back down again. “Stop it, let me get up! I can still…”

> “No. It’s my turn now. Rest.”
> “No, I’ll take care of you. Chaselon, you get as many people together as you can.”
> “Alright, if you say so.”
> Write in

>>38683789
>No. It’s my turn now. Rest.”

>>38683789
>“No. It’s my turn now. Rest.”

>>38683789
>> “No. It’s my turn now. Rest.”

Have Chaselon brief us on what transpired while we go try and round up allies.

>>38683789

>No, it is my turn, now. Rest.

>Either I or Chaselon will stay here to take care of you while the other gather people. You choose who do what.

>>38683789
> Write in
"No. It’s my turn now. Rest now. Chaselon, you get as many people together as you can. We have to end this."

>>38683789

Adding to my vote here >>38683877

>kiss the girl's hand

>>38683135
>>38683169
>>38683076
its too soon to despair. The fact that they are holograms we fight shows he may fear US, that we, consistently ruin his most meticulous and thought out plans and that he at least respects our prowess in some small manner, to hear him talk.

>>38683789
> “No. It’s my turn now. Rest.”

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Green Lanterns don't tremble with fear in the face of danger

Green Lanterns tremble with excitement in the face of danger

> “No. It’s my turn now. Rest.”

“No. It’s my turn now, Clarissa.” You force her back down, gently.

She looks up at you. “B-… but I-“

“Sshh…” You place your finger on her lips. Red creeps up on her cheeks as she struck silent. “Let your senior handle this.” You stand up, dusting yourself off. “It is matter to handle anyway. This is personal.” You look to Chaselon. “Come on, are you able, Chaselon?” He nods quickly. “Good. I will be back, tell Eudora I am going.” You both leave the cabin, then quickly blast off.

You hope Eudora and Mogo will be enough to contain Clarissa for now.

“What is our plan?” asks Chaselon.

“I am going to settle this.” You look to Chaselon. “Chaselon, you must find as many people as you can to help me. Everybody who is willing.”

“What will you do?” he asks.

> “I will find Legion.”
> “I will do some ally hunting on my own.”
> Write in

>>38684464
> “I will find Legion.”

gotta find his ass before we kick it

>>38684464
>“I will find Legion.”

>>38684464
> “I will find Legion.”

>>38684464
>“I will find Legion.”

>>38684464
>> “I will find Legion.”

>>38684464
>> “I will find Legion.”

> “I will find Legion.”

“I will find Legion.” Your teeth grind as you say his name. “And I will end him.”

Chaselon is silent, but then nods. He’s been loyal to you so far, and he shows no sign of stopping. He flies off, either to Oa to gather more Lanterns, to find the Red Lanterns, or maybe even Sinestro if you’re lucky.

But you?

You’re off to a dead planet.

> …
> …

Sector 407, home of Planet Tchk-Tchk, the home of Legion. From here, it looks almost like the moon. But you know the story of Legion. They were once a hyper-intelligent race of insects, who harvested all the resources of not just their own world, but worlds across and around. The Guardians in quite possibly one of their dumbest moves, decided not to kill them but to instead contain them where they die a slow death.

Evidently, it did not work.

But here you, coming through the ruined atmosphere and past the towering hives, long empty and hallowed. You drop down on the dusty planet, in the shade of hundreds of spires, towering into the sky.

“Legion!” you call. “I am here for you!” You start walking forward. “You may have bested Clarissa, and Princess Amethyst, and hundreds of other Green Lanterns! But not today! Today it will end with just me and you!”

…

You turn around, looking all around. “Come out and show yourself for once, coward!”

Then you hear it. A thumping noise. You look through the cloudy smog to see the familiar shine of his yellow armor, marching towards you. You smirk. “Legion. I trust this is not another one of your holograms to trick me.”

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>>38685252
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He holds out his arms. :: We are very real, Green Lantern. :: He stops, at least ten meters away from you. He points up to a building next to you. :: Do you know what that building used to be? :: You blink, looking at it. :: It used to be a science center, where our smartest and brightest innovated day and night. :: He points to another spire. :: And that one. It was a nursery, for our young, our brood, our fledglings. :: And further behind, he points to one of the greatest spiring towers of them all. :: And that… that is where Legion was born. Where in our last desperate attempt at survival, we forced ourselves into this suit, from which we may never come back. ::

You narrow your eyes. “You expect me to care after you what you have done to me? To my friends? To the Corps?” You brandish your ring at him. “I have no sympathy for you, Legion.”

:: Very well. We will have no sympathy for you either. ::

He continues standing there, staring at you.

…

“Well!” You flail your arms at him. “Are we not going to fight?”

:: We do not need to fight you. It would be a waste of energy to do so. :: He turns around, and starts walking away.

“Wh-“ Huh!? “What!? You…” You start marching after him. “Come back!”

He responds with a swift slap to the face. You’re facefirst into the ground before you realize it. :: We will not waste our time and energy on someone so clearly incompetent. You will sabotage yourself before you sabotage us any further. ::

Sabotage yourself!?

You do not think so.

> Roll 2d20 Best of three (Will+Shaping)
> Current Costume: Magical Hero!

Rolled 8, 12 = 20 (2d20)

>>38685279
giant vacuum
suck up some dirt
dump it on him
cover that yellow shell

Rolled 4, 15 = 19 (2d20)

>>38685279
Armor piercing rocket launcher

Rolled 6, 20 = 26 (2d20)

>>38685279
Get one of those carnival strongmen to try and military press him.

Rolled 2, 6 = 8 (2d20)

>>38685279
Hammer and anvil

> CRITICAL SUCCESS: SHAPING

You plant your fist into the ground. A giant vacuum cleaner forms up behind you, and starts sucking up dust and muck around you. Legion hears the loud roaring sound of the engine, then turns around to see it lift up and hover over him.

:: What is that? ::

Your response? Dumping tons of dust and mud on top of him.

He quickly busts himself free, mud and grime covering his yellow armor. He looks over to see you about to punch him.

And also a giant circus strongman about to punch him.

The sheer force of the punch sends him flying, right into a spire. The shock collapses the entire structure on top of him. You and the strongman stand there, ready. The dust starts settling. Maybe you defeated him in that one fell swoop! That would be extremely easy if it were the case.

He starts walking out of the dust. If only. There is only one slightly visible dent into his chest armor. It is not big. But it is visible. He stands there, unfazed.

:: Well now. ::

You narrow your eyes. “There is more where that came from.” The strongman flexes, grunting in exertion.

Legion stomps his foot, shaking the ground beneath you. :: Finally, a fight worthy of the Tchk-tchk.”

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>>38685977
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DEq4tXATjrw

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>>38686027
Thanks for the thread.

>>38686027
Thanks for running, boss.

>>38686027

See you later, GS. Thanks for running!

>>38686027
thanks for running

>>38686027
>That pic
What is "something that will unfortunatly never happen in canon"

>>38680666
I'm not going to listen to you, Satan.