IN BRIGHTEST DAY - Mod Plot [LOG POST | 2 | IN BLACKEST NIGHT]

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Who| Everyone involved in the plot
What| A space battle
Where| In the space sector around Cargg
When| If relevant, like if you want to note it's after an event.
Warnings/Notes| Things may get violent/gory!

Unfortunately, even the last Green Lanterns didn't know where the yellows or reds had hidden their central power batteries. Their long lost bases were still lost to the universe. That meant the only way to find them was to wait for them to attack.

In the space sector around the planet Cargg, reports of an asteroid mining freighter getting attacked clued the Legion and their allies into where the yellows were. By the time they got there, the red Lanterns had also joined in -- attacking all comers, including the yellows themselves. As the different groups of Lanterns collided in combat, the deaths started almost instantly. New rings started seeking owners, including those of the reds and yellows.

By now, they'd all received at least enough basic training with their rings to function in battle, and they all still had use of their normal powers.

A squad of Green Lanterns led by Kilowog gathered around the freighter, trying to shield it from attack.

"Listen up, poozers!" Kilowog called out to his greens, leading them into the fight and setting up a perimeter. "We need to give this ship time to evac. Hold the line! If it's yellow or red, it's not getting through!"

Kid Quantum, wielding a blue ring, called out to the Legionnaires, "We need to protect that freighter! Everyone move in to support the greens. Hit and run tactics! Hit 'em fast and hit 'em hard. Let's go, Legion!"

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[ ooc - open if anyone wants a team-up. Hal's also getting a yellow at some point, so that'll probably get worked in here...somewhere. ]


Familiar faces everywhere, and most of them ones that Hal would be perfectly happy not to be seeing again.

Hal was making a quick loop around the battlefield, not diving straight into anything just yet - because if the yellows were here, then more than likely Sinestro was with them, and if Sinestro was here, there was a chance that he might be able to get the point across that they all had much bigger fish to fry than each other. They'd teamed up to deal with Nekron and Krona. It wasn't beyond comprehension that Sinestro would consider doing the reasonable thing.

And if he didn't, well. Hal figured he had more of a reason than anyone to smack the man right across his stupid mustache.

Of course, with this much going on, finding a specific person in the chaos was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Maybe a different approach was called for.

The first high-ranking yellow who passed into Hal's field of vision, thus, he smacked upside the back of the head with a huge green boxing glove.

"Arkillo, hey. Long time no see. Is that a new haircut? Oh, right, no hair." Hal looped around to move in front of Arkillo and hover to a stop. "Is your boss home? Grown-ups need to talk."

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Arkillo, needless to say, was unmoved by Hal's display of charm and wit.

"You want to find Sinestro? You'll have to talk to my ring, first," he growled, yellow energy beginning to coalesce around him.

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With an excessively loud TOOT-TOOT!, a green subway train flew at top speed towards Arkillo.

"Need any help with him Hal?" Judy, the creator of the construct, asked.

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"Well, I guess fun is meant to be shared," Hal said, with an air of entirely false indecision, giving the train a once-over and an appreciative nod. Judy was a natural at this, and if they had to send so many people straight in with so little training time, seeing them take to it easily was something of a relief.

"Don't hit him so hard he gets incoherent, though. I still need an answer to my question."

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A massive snakelike beast with fanged jaws sprang to life in front of Arkillo, opening its mouth wide to devour the train whole.

"Try again, Greenie," he snarled.

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The train exploded.

"I'll try to keep it below the neck then." Judy replied, forming up a pair of giant boxing gloves to replace it, and throwing them at Arkillo's gut. "Going to be hard, though, he's got a really punchable face."

She was 200 pounds of sheer willpower in a 20 pound bag. Arkillo would have to try a lot harder than he had been to freak her out.

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"You like the old boxing glove standby too? You're a rabbit after my own heart, Judy."

He didn't jump to that himself, this time - instead, the back of a boxing ring appeared behind Arkillo, ropes, corner, and all.

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Hal had chosen wisely. When the boxing gloves sent him reeling back, the ropes on the ringside bounced him forward again, straight back into hitting range.

On the other hand, Arkillo wasn't born yesterday, either. Rather than fight the forward momentum, he conjured up a dense shield of spikes in front of him, letting the kickback propel him - and it - straight for Judy.

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"I learned how to box at the academy." Judy had also learned how to slip out of the way if a hit didn't knock her opponent out. She zipped to the side, green gloves reforming into a very large stop sign.

"Never quite got the hang of fighting fair though," she added, as she swung the sign at Arkillo's shield like some sort of ridiculous tennis racket.

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"You know, I used to box Kilowog every time I got back to Oa." Kilowog, who they'd all seen had over two feet and hundreds of pounds on him.

Hal had a special definition of "fun."

"Usually got my butt kicked, but it was a hell of a workout."

Since the sporting equipment seemed to be working out so well for them, he brought up a net smack in the middle of Arkillo's probable trajectory.

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Hal's efforts might be wasted; Arkillo didn't bounce when he hit the stop sign. He was still pushing forward, enough that his construct and Judy's were pressing together, crackling with green and yellow energy in a contest of wills. (And fears.)

[the_fuzz]

Judy pushed back, ring sparking overtime. She pressed the sign forward with all her might...

And then immediately dispelled the construct.

"Hal! Brick wall!"