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legionmissions2016-07-02 03:13 am
relativityspeaking) wrote in legionmissions2016-07-02 03:13 am
Entry tags:
- dipper pines,
- jason lee scott,
- justice/vance astrovik,
- nova prime/rich rider,
- nova/sam alexander,
- npc: kid quantum,
- plot: in brightest day,
- tadashi hamada,
- venom/gwen stacy,
- ✘ alexander of astora,
- ✘ donatello,
- ✘ green lantern/hal jordan,
- ✘ hiccup,
- ✘ judy hopps,
- ✘ nick wilde,
- ✘ parker,
- ✘ son gohan,
- ✘ superboy/kon-el,
- ✘ videl
IN BRIGHTEST DAY - Mod Plot [LOG POST | 1 | THE RINGS CHOOSE]
Who| Everyone participating in the plot
What| Finding the lost Lanterns and getting Lantern rings
Where| The remains of the sentient, once-living planet Mogo, at the edge of the galaxy
When| After the network post
Warnings/Notes| N/A for now.
Their little adventure took them to the edge of the galaxy. Towards the end, they couldn't even use the threshold gates anymore, due to star-weights and gravity wells crushing and constructing the way there. Instead, they had to rely on the stargate abilities of their ringwielding allies.
Their journey ended in a strange and beautiful nebula at the very edge of the galaxy, one that had swirling gases in blue and green and violet and indigo. There, they found a dead, broken planet, the remains of the being once named Mogo, with four ancient structures.
The Green Lantern Central Power Battery. The Central Power Battery of the Star Sapphires -- the violet Lanterns. The Blue Lantern Central Power Battery. The Indigo Tribe Central Power Battery.
And in piles and piles around these ancient sources of power...were rings. Countless rings in all four colors. All without owners.
"Who dares disturb the resting site of the Green Lantern Corps?" an ominous voice said from the shadows after they landed.
"We come in peace," called out Kid Quantum. "Several groups of ringwielders were pulled against their will into this universe from a time and place when the War of Light was still ongoing. Some of those ringwielders were from the red and yellow Lantern Corps. Those who wear rings of green, violet, blue, and indigo, want to stop them from reigniting the war in this universe. They want to capture the red and yellow Lanterns and take them back home to their universe and time."
"And who are you?" the man asked.
"Kid Quantum, of the Legion of Superheroes. The Legion protects the people of this galaxy, the citizens of the United Planets, and we offered our aid to these displaced Lanterns. We heard that remnants of the Corps that were allied against the Red and Yellow Lanterns possibly existed on the edges of the galaxy. We've come seeking your help."
"It does my heart glad to learn of you," the voice said slowly. "We wondered if anyone else had ever risen up to take our place. But we had to stay here, to guard the last remnants, to watch over the Power Batteries and the rings. To make sure they were never used again. With the various Corps gone, anyone seeking them would only have wanted to misuse them."
The man stepped out of the shadows and now he glowed with the light of his green ring.
"I am Sodam Yat." He gestured to two other glowing figures that joined him. One was just a teeny speck of light, as if the being was normally too small to be seen by the naked eye. This was because the Lantern was a benevolent, superintelligent smallpox virus. The other was a battered robot that used his ring's energy in replacement of some of his parts.
"This is Leezle Pon." The speck. "And Stel." The robot. "We're the last of the Green Lanterns."
He looked at the Lanterns the Legion had traveled with and was clearly overcome with emotion at seeing faces that were, for him, 1000 years gone.
"I never dreamed that this could happen." He inclined his head at them all. "It's wonderful to be able to welcome you home."
What| Finding the lost Lanterns and getting Lantern rings
Where| The remains of the sentient, once-living planet Mogo, at the edge of the galaxy
When| After the network post
Warnings/Notes| N/A for now.
Their little adventure took them to the edge of the galaxy. Towards the end, they couldn't even use the threshold gates anymore, due to star-weights and gravity wells crushing and constructing the way there. Instead, they had to rely on the stargate abilities of their ringwielding allies.
Their journey ended in a strange and beautiful nebula at the very edge of the galaxy, one that had swirling gases in blue and green and violet and indigo. There, they found a dead, broken planet, the remains of the being once named Mogo, with four ancient structures.
The Green Lantern Central Power Battery. The Central Power Battery of the Star Sapphires -- the violet Lanterns. The Blue Lantern Central Power Battery. The Indigo Tribe Central Power Battery.
And in piles and piles around these ancient sources of power...were rings. Countless rings in all four colors. All without owners.
"Who dares disturb the resting site of the Green Lantern Corps?" an ominous voice said from the shadows after they landed.
"We come in peace," called out Kid Quantum. "Several groups of ringwielders were pulled against their will into this universe from a time and place when the War of Light was still ongoing. Some of those ringwielders were from the red and yellow Lantern Corps. Those who wear rings of green, violet, blue, and indigo, want to stop them from reigniting the war in this universe. They want to capture the red and yellow Lanterns and take them back home to their universe and time."
"And who are you?" the man asked.
"Kid Quantum, of the Legion of Superheroes. The Legion protects the people of this galaxy, the citizens of the United Planets, and we offered our aid to these displaced Lanterns. We heard that remnants of the Corps that were allied against the Red and Yellow Lanterns possibly existed on the edges of the galaxy. We've come seeking your help."
"It does my heart glad to learn of you," the voice said slowly. "We wondered if anyone else had ever risen up to take our place. But we had to stay here, to guard the last remnants, to watch over the Power Batteries and the rings. To make sure they were never used again. With the various Corps gone, anyone seeking them would only have wanted to misuse them."
The man stepped out of the shadows and now he glowed with the light of his green ring.
"I am Sodam Yat." He gestured to two other glowing figures that joined him. One was just a teeny speck of light, as if the being was normally too small to be seen by the naked eye. This was because the Lantern was a benevolent, superintelligent smallpox virus. The other was a battered robot that used his ring's energy in replacement of some of his parts.
"This is Leezle Pon." The speck. "And Stel." The robot. "We're the last of the Green Lanterns."
He looked at the Lanterns the Legion had traveled with and was clearly overcome with emotion at seeing faces that were, for him, 1000 years gone.
"I never dreamed that this could happen." He inclined his head at them all. "It's wonderful to be able to welcome you home."
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"Now if only I could do something about it shouting my full name for everyone to hear." Laverne wasn't the most embarrassing middle name to be saddled with, but it was fairly far up there.
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He made a clicking sound with his mouth and pointed at her.
"Ethel. Judy Ethel Hopps. That has more of a ring to it. I mean, if you want your newborn child to sound like she was 80-years-old at birth."
He held up both paws.
"Wait. Wait, I'm being insensitive, aren't I. You had a Bearjamin Button thing going on when you were born, didn't you. So that you're actually 70-years-old but you just look like you're in your twenties."
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"Knock it off." She said, not as annoyed by the commentary as she could've been.
"I doubt yours is that much better. What's the P. stand for, Nick? Philbert? Poindexter?"
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He immediately took on a shifty look.
"Nope, no middle name to speak, it's one of those things where it's just a letter. To make my name sound more distinguished."
Lying lying lying. Very few could suss out when he was doing it but she'd probably be able to notice his tells, like the very insincere way he was holding a hand to his chest.
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"I'm going to find out sooner or later. Either now or when you get a ring," she said, as if him getting a ring was a foregone conclusion, "so you might as well just tell me."
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So far, none of them had even strayed his way.
"My paws are feeling a little bereft here. Tragically unadorned."
He looked to Judy and shrugged.
"Is there something I'm supposed to do that I'm not doing?"
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"I don't know. I guess there could be, but I wasn't doing anything special there when I got mobbed."
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"Hey, empty paw here. Check this action out. This is prime ring real estate."
Nothing. The rings just whizzed around and none of them drew close.
"I'm not even going to chuck you into a volcano or anything," he added helpfully.
Still nothing.
He gave Judy a confused look.
"I guess I'm out of the running when it comes to using these things to summon Captain Planet."
What did that even mean? That he was unworthy for some reason? Was it just that he didn't have enough of whatever each ring wanted?
"I guess it makes sense when you think about it." He ticked one off each paw. "I use up all my willpower for the day just waking up and acquiring a latte. Compassion is...eh."
He really was not the most compassionate person, hence his being a total jerk and a half to Judy when he first met her. He'd gotten better about it since becoming a cop, but it was all in abstract. Yes, he cared about helping people, but it wasn't like his heart was bleeding all over the place for people.
"Hope is for chumps that don't want to put the work in to make things happen. And as for love..."
The rolliest of eyerolls.
He wiggled his empty fingers.
"And that's it." He held up his paw.
"If they really wanted to make these things representative of what most sentient beings feel, you'd think there be a ring for apathy. Powered by a lack of f--" a ring went whistling right by his face with a high-pitched sound but zipped on past him "--to give."