Silverias
Seeing is Believing
- Location
- Squiddy Places
Nope. I know that due to other DC discussion posts somewhere.
It could still be fanon, but I didn't get that from here.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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- Status
It could still be fanon, but I didn't get that from here.
- Location
- texas
Yes, a blue ring trumped the orange battery with the Ophidian in it when it tried to turn Hal into Larfleeze 2.0.
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TheLastOne
Person of impeccable tastes (for destruction)
Nah, it's just that Zoat is influential on this site.
What I thought.
Jamie Roberts
Hávamál 127
- Location
- N/A
- Pronouns
- she/her
Having not read the issue, was this before or after DC set their own house on fire?
- Location
- texas
Pre-flashpoint, post flashpoint they revealed that the corps that kept saying their emotion is the most powerful in the universe were jobbing, so of course they were wiped out for the crime of making the other corps look like pathetic losers.
Except for Saint Walker, because people like him, and they made him too depressed to use his ring for a while.
ThrawnCA
Carbon-based biped
- Location
- Australia
Ask Grayven...
spencer1519
(Verified Heretic)
- Location
- Oregon, USA
Sinestro in the Star Trek/Green Lantern crossover was able to use it okay, but he was only using it as extra juice to get him to Oa since all the power rings were slowly dying without batteries.
Headhunted (part 13)
- Location
- Hampden Park
10th August
14:43 GMT
Starlag is a T-shaped station, an odd shape for any species advanced enough to have artificial gravity installed. Usually that shape is a result of the need to spin the inhabited areas around a central spoke. Here, it's more or less a huge city in space with a tail. I'm not really in a position to criticise the Dominators for their design decisions since I have no idea what their basis was for choosing this one. I know that high caste Dominators have to undergo some fairly involved purification rituals after having anything to do with aliens, so… Maybe it's something to do with that?
"They want us to enter through airlock seventeen."
I nod as Medphyll peels off. I didn't spend all that much time on the outside of the Citadel before I sent it on its way, but I still had time for a few moments of confusion as my brain tried to work out where 'down' was while I was standing on its surface and looking at the planet below. Starlag is smaller, but approaching it under my own power like this makes it seem larger.
I glance over at the nearest asteroids as I turn to follow Medphyll. We're getting a few looks-. No. He is, and not friendly ones. I spot one reptilian inmate… Rhilosian? Stop working with a force drill while she takes in the sight… And then drop the drill and start shaking as the Okaaran overseeing the inmates spots her slacking off and administers a punishment shock.
"Do Green Lanterns ever bring people here?"
"No. But we do hand criminals over to governments in this region, and many of them send them here. Why do you ask?"
"Post-arrest Lantern Corps policy is something I've been thinking about quite a bit recently. On Earth, people like me do the same thing: hand criminals we apprehend over to the local government and let them handle trial and punishment. I haven't yet been in a position where I was expected to hand someone over for grossly disproportionate punishment or to be punished for something that I didn't think of as being a crime."
"But… I've arrested far more people than I could check up on. Quite a lot of them would have gone to… Prisons not conducive to rehabilitation. And the local Green Lanterns vicariously send people here. Should they? Koriand'r seems to think I should have had somewhere to put the Citadelians I stopped mind controlling. Should we branch out?"
"It's not something I've given much thought to myself. But since you ask-" We fly under a… Antenna, maybe? A spar of some kind in Starlag's superstructure. "-I am inclined to think 'not'. Green Lanterns were never intended to be the be-all and end-all of law enforcement. And we are certainly not meant to subvert principled governance."
"But you're still the people handing people over for the Dominators to dissect."
"We don't know for certain that they do that." The airlock comes into sight, two humanoid robots standing on the outer hull with weapons pointing towards the closer asteroids. "And while I am hesitant to compare the practices of the Green Lantern Corps to what you did on Dryanna, you said yourself that you could have elected to keep them alive."
"Yes. But I'm allowed to kill my enemies."
"Do you think that the rules we are told to follow are the sum total of morality?"
Fair point. "No, of course not."
The robots note our approach, walking slightly further away from the airlock as the outer doors slide open. Medphyll doesn't bother looking at them as he drifts inside.
"If I found myself in a situation where I felt it was necessary to kill an enemy to prevent some great evil, I would do so. Not without hesitation." I fly in behind him and the outer door closes behind me. "I have become too accustomed to resolving conflicts without resorting to lethal measure for that to be true. But I would do so. If it were not necessary-" Gas begins flowing into the chamber. "-then I would prefer to be able to use a prison that would keep most of my prisoners alive rather than slaughter eight hundred of them."
Ring, check the gas?
Seventy six percent nitrogen and twenty percent oxygen, with various other gasses making up the remainder. It is safely breathable.
"You think that I should have brought them here?"
"As opposed to what you did? Yes, this would have been better."
"If I had a prison ready to go I would have put them there. If they had the skills to build a settlement I'd have marooned them like I did the Tearing Bite clan Gordanians."
"But you knew of this place. Its existence is the very reason why you came to me for aid."
"I don't believe in bunting. What's the point in putting a group of violent brutes in storage?"
"What is the point on your homeworld?"
"As I said, rehabilitation. Then punishment, public protection. Perhaps a consideration to the fact that they might turn out to have been wrongly convicted. Does Starlag rehabilitate?"
"I would give it better odds than shooting them all."
"Really? We're talking about a cloned and mentally programmed race-." It's not the same as Kon. He switched sides after a short conversation! "Programmed to be simpleminded warriors, not programmed to be anything else." There's a chime as pressure equalises. "I knew what they were and what they'd done with near one hundred percent accuracy from their own records. What I did was give them one last chance to prove that I didn't need to kill them all."
"Vega is a far more violent place than my own Sector. What you did was more generous than most local groups would have done."
"True, I suppose."
The inner door slams open and he walks through. "That is a very low standard by which to judge yourself."
"I'd like to see you do better."
Our welcoming party consists of two low caste Dominators armed with wrist-mounted particle projectors and wearing armour and face-covering helmets, one mid-caste administrator (not the governor) and a heavily armoured Okaaran with a shock-cudgel. I hadn't really appreciated how many Okaarans found themselves working in places like this. Or maybe she's a trustee? No, that doesn't sound likely.
"Guests." The administrator holds his hands at his chest, palms up and fingers pointing towards us. Polite ritual greeting. Not a happy greeting; if it were he'd be standing closer. "I am to escort you to the governor. Remain with us. Do not speak to anyone without permission or scan anywhere without permission."
"Is the governor busy?"
His eyes move to Medphyll and rest there for a moment before returning to me. "He is willing to speak with you. Consider yourselves privileged."
"It just occurred to me that it would have been faster for us to have come in closer to the command level. Or he could have come down here."
"This area is.. impure. I will require cleansing later. For someone of the governor's position it would be… Inappropriate."
Medphyll nods. "We will accompany you."
The Okaaran turns away, stomping across the room towards the inner door. She waves her right hand over the sensor, which chimes and opens the door. It's big enough for her to pass comfortably through, perhaps an effort to allow the prison to cope with inmates of a wide variety of sizes. I.. wait for a moment for the Dominators to follow.
They don't move. The administrator's eyes move from us to the open door and then back again. Medphyll and I look at each other. I suppose..? We're supposed to go next?
Medphyll starts towards the door and a small amount of tension appears to leave the administrator. I shrug and follow him, the two soldiers and the administrator then following in strict order.
Now. Do I think they can detect empathic vision?
14:43 GMT
Starlag is a T-shaped station, an odd shape for any species advanced enough to have artificial gravity installed. Usually that shape is a result of the need to spin the inhabited areas around a central spoke. Here, it's more or less a huge city in space with a tail. I'm not really in a position to criticise the Dominators for their design decisions since I have no idea what their basis was for choosing this one. I know that high caste Dominators have to undergo some fairly involved purification rituals after having anything to do with aliens, so… Maybe it's something to do with that?
"They want us to enter through airlock seventeen."
I nod as Medphyll peels off. I didn't spend all that much time on the outside of the Citadel before I sent it on its way, but I still had time for a few moments of confusion as my brain tried to work out where 'down' was while I was standing on its surface and looking at the planet below. Starlag is smaller, but approaching it under my own power like this makes it seem larger.
I glance over at the nearest asteroids as I turn to follow Medphyll. We're getting a few looks-. No. He is, and not friendly ones. I spot one reptilian inmate… Rhilosian? Stop working with a force drill while she takes in the sight… And then drop the drill and start shaking as the Okaaran overseeing the inmates spots her slacking off and administers a punishment shock.
"Do Green Lanterns ever bring people here?"
"No. But we do hand criminals over to governments in this region, and many of them send them here. Why do you ask?"
"Post-arrest Lantern Corps policy is something I've been thinking about quite a bit recently. On Earth, people like me do the same thing: hand criminals we apprehend over to the local government and let them handle trial and punishment. I haven't yet been in a position where I was expected to hand someone over for grossly disproportionate punishment or to be punished for something that I didn't think of as being a crime."
"But… I've arrested far more people than I could check up on. Quite a lot of them would have gone to… Prisons not conducive to rehabilitation. And the local Green Lanterns vicariously send people here. Should they? Koriand'r seems to think I should have had somewhere to put the Citadelians I stopped mind controlling. Should we branch out?"
"It's not something I've given much thought to myself. But since you ask-" We fly under a… Antenna, maybe? A spar of some kind in Starlag's superstructure. "-I am inclined to think 'not'. Green Lanterns were never intended to be the be-all and end-all of law enforcement. And we are certainly not meant to subvert principled governance."
"But you're still the people handing people over for the Dominators to dissect."
"We don't know for certain that they do that." The airlock comes into sight, two humanoid robots standing on the outer hull with weapons pointing towards the closer asteroids. "And while I am hesitant to compare the practices of the Green Lantern Corps to what you did on Dryanna, you said yourself that you could have elected to keep them alive."
"Yes. But I'm allowed to kill my enemies."
"Do you think that the rules we are told to follow are the sum total of morality?"
Fair point. "No, of course not."
The robots note our approach, walking slightly further away from the airlock as the outer doors slide open. Medphyll doesn't bother looking at them as he drifts inside.
"If I found myself in a situation where I felt it was necessary to kill an enemy to prevent some great evil, I would do so. Not without hesitation." I fly in behind him and the outer door closes behind me. "I have become too accustomed to resolving conflicts without resorting to lethal measure for that to be true. But I would do so. If it were not necessary-" Gas begins flowing into the chamber. "-then I would prefer to be able to use a prison that would keep most of my prisoners alive rather than slaughter eight hundred of them."
Ring, check the gas?
Seventy six percent nitrogen and twenty percent oxygen, with various other gasses making up the remainder. It is safely breathable.
"You think that I should have brought them here?"
"As opposed to what you did? Yes, this would have been better."
"If I had a prison ready to go I would have put them there. If they had the skills to build a settlement I'd have marooned them like I did the Tearing Bite clan Gordanians."
"But you knew of this place. Its existence is the very reason why you came to me for aid."
"I don't believe in bunting. What's the point in putting a group of violent brutes in storage?"
"What is the point on your homeworld?"
"As I said, rehabilitation. Then punishment, public protection. Perhaps a consideration to the fact that they might turn out to have been wrongly convicted. Does Starlag rehabilitate?"
"I would give it better odds than shooting them all."
"Really? We're talking about a cloned and mentally programmed race-." It's not the same as Kon. He switched sides after a short conversation! "Programmed to be simpleminded warriors, not programmed to be anything else." There's a chime as pressure equalises. "I knew what they were and what they'd done with near one hundred percent accuracy from their own records. What I did was give them one last chance to prove that I didn't need to kill them all."
"Vega is a far more violent place than my own Sector. What you did was more generous than most local groups would have done."
"True, I suppose."
The inner door slams open and he walks through. "That is a very low standard by which to judge yourself."
"I'd like to see you do better."
Our welcoming party consists of two low caste Dominators armed with wrist-mounted particle projectors and wearing armour and face-covering helmets, one mid-caste administrator (not the governor) and a heavily armoured Okaaran with a shock-cudgel. I hadn't really appreciated how many Okaarans found themselves working in places like this. Or maybe she's a trustee? No, that doesn't sound likely.
"Guests." The administrator holds his hands at his chest, palms up and fingers pointing towards us. Polite ritual greeting. Not a happy greeting; if it were he'd be standing closer. "I am to escort you to the governor. Remain with us. Do not speak to anyone without permission or scan anywhere without permission."
"Is the governor busy?"
His eyes move to Medphyll and rest there for a moment before returning to me. "He is willing to speak with you. Consider yourselves privileged."
"It just occurred to me that it would have been faster for us to have come in closer to the command level. Or he could have come down here."
"This area is.. impure. I will require cleansing later. For someone of the governor's position it would be… Inappropriate."
Medphyll nods. "We will accompany you."
The Okaaran turns away, stomping across the room towards the inner door. She waves her right hand over the sensor, which chimes and opens the door. It's big enough for her to pass comfortably through, perhaps an effort to allow the prison to cope with inmates of a wide variety of sizes. I.. wait for a moment for the Dominators to follow.
They don't move. The administrator's eyes move from us to the open door and then back again. Medphyll and I look at each other. I suppose..? We're supposed to go next?
Medphyll starts towards the door and a small amount of tension appears to leave the administrator. I shrug and follow him, the two soldiers and the administrator then following in strict order.
Now. Do I think they can detect empathic vision?
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- Location
- Hampden Park
Really? Where are you getting that from? As far as I can remember, Larfleeze only ever lost to an Indigo Lantern who was using orange light.
Orbital
Cyberpsycho
Dominators, not Controllers. Unless I'm even more lost than I think I am. All these species names are starting to blend together.
Typo:
Also:
Helmeted Dominator: "We're nameless minions wearing faceless helmets, and these are heroes. We're all gonna die, aren't we?"
"Dominators"
Also:
Helmeted Dominator: "We're nameless minions wearing faceless helmets, and these are heroes. We're all gonna die, aren't we?"
Massgamer
Advance toward the Future
- Location
- The Future
While important to think about actions and figure out ways to do better in future do believe that OL is trying too hard to subject human morality to a variety of alien situations. It won't always fit after all and he most certainly will mistakes trying to learn to be a good lantern.
All that can be done is gather information, get opinions, and make the best possible decision you can given what you are handed.
Also rather than be salty about having his actions questioned he should learn from various thoughts from others, especially more experienced lanterns.
- Location
- England
He does. Regularly. That's why he's one of the Lanterns Paul looks up to. Or at least he did. Now Paul seems to prefer muttering to himself snidely about one of the most respectable Lanterns refusing to sacrifice his morals for convenience.
- Location
- U.S.
Wait, what? There was a official Star Trek/Green Lantern crossover?
- Location
- Hampden Park
Thank you, corrected.
- Location
- madison
I suspect OL is going to be getting shit about the mass execution for a long time. That kind of mass death is pretty viscerally repugnant to most, especially most heroes.
- Location
- texas
There's another good reason not to give prisoners to the Dominators- Some Dominators are willing to commit blasphemy by going transalien.
They are already technologically advanced militant xenophobes, most people wouldn't think handing them superpowers too as an improvement.
One duplicated Captain Comet's origin to make himself a super strong supertough psychic Dominator, and another figured out how to graft the metagene into Dominators to mass produce super strong and tough Dominators.
They are already technologically advanced militant xenophobes, most people wouldn't think handing them superpowers too as an improvement.
One duplicated Captain Comet's origin to make himself a super strong supertough psychic Dominator, and another figured out how to graft the metagene into Dominators to mass produce super strong and tough Dominators.
spencer1519
(Verified Heretic)
- Location
- Oregon, USA
There were two.
Star Trek/Green Lantern: Spectrum War and Spectrum War 2.
- Location
- Madness realms
The colors only have weaknesses based on the weilder blue beat larfleeze because he secretly hoped to be free of the orange light.
The same would not be true of a different person
- Location
- Rochester, New York
To be honest, I was only mildly disturbed when those 789 sildiers died, and that was only after I had read some comments which had swayed me.
Medphyll said it himself, he has from a peaceful sector.
Correct me if I'm wrong but I'm going to assume that he hasn't had to deal with anything like this before so despite all his experience what he suggested may not have been the best solution.
Though I have to agree that Paul does not take criticism very well.
- Location
- Florida
Is this... is this Paul rebranding the Orange Light part of the Spectrum of Rings into the Light of Mental Health? Because I've been getting the feeling that Paul has a real desire to see people whole and well, so, as an Orange Lantern properly should, he's simply doing his utmost to Follow. His. Desires. He's literally wielding his desire as a tool to make the orange light bend into ways to make people whole.
That's awesome.
- Location
- texas
Yes, as Spencer said two, although they are post flashpoint if that matters to you.
Nekron manages to kill the vast majority of the universe, so Ganthet sends the surviving lanterns and some rings to the star trek reboot timeline.
There was also a legion of superheroes/star trek crossover involving a fusion, so Vulcans and Coluans are the same race, and Flynn and Savage being the same guy.
- Location
- Rochester, New York
I know that this might sound crazy but I never would have picked a fight with the Citadel.
I can understand defeating the Gordanians but going after the Citadel to stop a wedding is a bit much tbh.
I mean, whether they were 'programmed soldiers' or not, he took the lives of hundreds of thousands of sentient beings.
If I were in Paul's place I'd stick to much more small scale plans because there is now a huge poeer vacuum in the Vega system.
Also, what happened to procuring a Lantern for Alan to use?
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