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There really wasn't any element of surprise there. They started punching each other after trying other, more reasonable constructs like circular saws and simple beam attacks. And the thing that finished the fight? A beam attack.
With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Twelve)
- Thread starter Mr Zoat
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But do you actually need to attune to the green light to make a green lantern in the first place?
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I thought they went for the sneak attack because that is simply untrue. Larfleeze was so powerful with the Orange Light going at him head on was a dangerous gamble. I'm sure the Guardian he turned into a construct was far more technically proficient than Larfleeze. That guy is a Orange Ring now, because billions of years of experience lost to Larfleeze.
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Partially yes. Larfleeze has marinated in orange light for so long that he's basically a guardian now; he's extremely powerful and can probably use the orange light without a ring at all.
Paul also had a strong desire to avoid killing him if at all possible. Since beating him in a straight fight would be hard, and doing it without killing him is even harder because he can't be disarmed, they opted for a sneak attack.
tgojeff
(Verified Pinwheel)
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Sure, but he only said that after he was told it wasn't part of the GL training process, but rather a separate thing.
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We know that to just make a ring put Hinon in a comma for 3 billion years. I get the feeling that they can only make lanterns with the central power battery. Well, they could probably do it if the elemental helps.
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- Earth Prime
I know what you wrote, but my translation software keeps trying to tell me that says, "They're afraid to let an outside perspective into their echo chamber."
Hestia&theCourt
Turns out we're plural too.
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- In transition
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I mean, you're not wrong...
ThrawnCA
Carbon-based biped
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- Australia
Well, the ideal is to win in a way that motivates the Prince to make a proper study of the orange light. It would be important not to dismiss his existing training, both because it's valuable and because a lot of his self-image is tied to it.
In some ways it might even be ideal for the Prince to gain the upper hand with good tactics, but then falter by using willpower or rage.
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The problem with that is this is meant to be a training/recruitment exercise, and possibly one to remove the ring. It's highly unprofessional, and rude to "make a show."
tgojeff
(Verified Pinwheel)
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- Los Angeles
But, the Prince is currently overloading in Orange Light, his iris changed into the symbol. Maybe a curb stop will knock him out of it?
Authority (part 12)
- Location
- Hampden Park
22nd August
10:22 GMT
"You sure you can take him?"
I roll my eyes. "Guy, he's a melee fighter. I've spent the last twenty minutes reviewing his most recent fights: he barely uses his power ring. Jordan would do better."
"Heh heh heh." Guy shakes his head as Lantern Tui gives both of us the evils. "You got no idea how good it is t'hear someone else ribbin' Hal."
"You three still doing those training sessions?"
Guy nods. "We were, 'til Hal an' me got promoted. With just John on his own he's probably not botherin'."
"What about-?"
He shakes his head. "Nah, she's still on Oa doin' basic. John'll get t' polish her up once Larvox gets done teachin' her the basics." Something occurs to him. "Oh, hey, I wan'ned t'say… Last session before Hal an' me left? We brought Alan along with us. Show him what we'd been doin'."
"Oh. Um, thank you. I'm sure that he really appreciated it."
"Probably have liked it better if you were there." I nod. Huh. Surprisingly subtle nudge from Guy there. "See you're still usin' John's ring there. Does that mean we're splittin' credit?"
"What, this?" I hold up my right hand and show him the ring. "Does this look like John's ring to you?"
Guy takes it in with a frown. "Huh. No. Looks kinda crappy, actually. That what the Controllers are turnin' out these days?"
"No, this comes from Larfleeze." I shrug. "No one else wanted it, I've already got a normal one and the Controllers are too busy making rings and lanterns for new recruits to make a second normal one for me."
"So what'd you do with John's?"
"That's now being worn by Controller Hinon Hee Hannanan, who made my original ring. She was also involved in making the original Orange Central Power Battery."
"So did she make that other ring too, or was that Larfleeze?"
Outside in the arena, trumpets blare and I start walking down the tunnel. "No, that was Krona."
I step out onto the sands just as Guy's '"Are you shittin' me?"' gets cut off by the closing gates. Prince Ragnar enters from the gates on the opposite side of the arena, smiling faintly as he passes the bloodstains left by his previous opponent. I stand just inside the arena for a moment, then float up off the ground a little so that I can don my power armour. Then I use the armour's flight systems to fly slowly forward.
We both stop just in front of the referee's box, Ragnar with his sword at rest and me settling back on the ground. The referee is a local man and a minor noble. I imagine that he'd like to give me any advantage he can, but his role is far too constrained to allow anything too cheaty.
"We are here to witness the duel between Prince Ragnar of the Royal Clan and Paul, Illustres of the Orange Lantern Corps! Gentlemen, state your terms!"
Ragnar looks at me sidelong. "When I triumph over you, I will have your rings and your rank."
"I cannot offer you my rank. It was a recognition of my abilities extended to me by others. But my rings? Certainly." He nods, smiling. "Should I win, I will expect you to acknowledge my authority and join my Corps as a rookie."
He takes a step away from me and hoists his sword in one hand, environmental shield flaring slightly. "Agreed."
"The terms are agreed! Gentlemen, you may begin on the second horn!"
BWWWWWWWRRRRHHHHHH!
Scan the sword again just in case… Yep, good. Environmental shield to minimal, kinetic barrier on… Good.
BWWWWWWWRRRRHHHHHH!
Ragnar charges straight at me, sword held high ready to bisect me. I raise my hands slightly in a guard position and brace. He's grinning and not bothering with a battlecry. His sword should defeat most conventional armour and he hasn't bothered scanning me to detect my force field. Does he not know how to? I'm pretty sure that intelligence gathering is something Sinestro would have mentioned… Wait, how old is he? Oh, he wouldn't have been more than ten when Sinestro got promoted, he probably didn't get detailed lessons.
His sword swings down at my left and my left hand comes up to catch it, kinetic barrier glowing faintly as the blade's energy gets nullified. My right hand opens at my chest, touching his and removing the momentum from his charge. His eyes open slightly in surprise, then my right hand moves left and sends a pinpoint kinetic energy blast into his sword hand.
His sword goes flying away to my left, then a backhand slap from my right arm sends him flying to my right. He hits the sands, rolls and comes up to his feet in a fighting pose.
"Ragnar, if you want to fight me, fight me as a Lantern." I take a step towards him, my helmet vanishing into subspace. Another step and the armour covering my arms disappears. A third and I step down onto the sand as my leg armour joins it. A fourth and I'm wearing only my light undersuit. "My people's duelling traditions are different to yours. I'll let you recharge your ring with my lantern if you want."
"That will not be necessary!" Glowing construct armour forms around his body, and a construct sword appears in his hands. "Arm yourself!"
I bow my head slightly, then shake it. Then I pull my main ring from my left hand and drop it to the ground. He looks down at it, then up at my face as I pull Larfleeze's ring from my right hand and drop it as well. "You're giving up your rings? Do you yield?"
"No." I point at him with my right forefinger. "You're a warrior. I'm a philosopher. There is a good deal more to using the orange light than 'screaming and leaping'. You know your desires. I know desire."
"And?"
"And I will teach that to you. I'm going to take your ring, and beat you with that." I extend my right hand and beckon him to me. "Come."
For a moment his constructs shudder as a wave of red passes through him. Then he recovers, eyes glowing with orange sigils, and charges again. "AAAAAAGGGHHHH!"
I look deeper and-
defeathisenemybecomeagreatandrenownedwarriorfollowtheexampleofhistoricalgreatsearnhisplaceinhistoryreceiveadmirationfindhisplacebringhisskillstotheirgreatestlevelaidhisfatherfollowthepathhe'schosentotheendneverbackdownshownofearremoveallweaknesses
-it's remarkably simple, actually.
Ring, come. I have a lesson to teach.
Prince Ragnar jerks, his constructs failing as his ring flies from his finger. Huh, didn't bring the finger with it this time. I suppose that's progress. I hold out my left hand and it lands directly on my ring finger. Ragnar falls to his knees in shock, then pushes himself back up and starts running towards me again. Filaments flick out and grip his sword where it lies on the arena floor, then pull it through the air into my hand.
"Ragnar, stop. I don't want to kill you. You have the makings of a good Lantern. Yield to me, and I will see that you receive the education you need to become the greatest lantern you can be."
"Never! I will die before I yield!"
Can't say he isn't consistent. I apply a ShockCrown to his head, causing him to collapse headlong at my feet. I hold up his sword for a moment, look at it, then carefully lower the tip to the back of his head until it draws a tiny amount of blood.
Then I look over to the referee. "He is unable to continue. Would you mind calling the match for me, please?"
10:22 GMT
"You sure you can take him?"
I roll my eyes. "Guy, he's a melee fighter. I've spent the last twenty minutes reviewing his most recent fights: he barely uses his power ring. Jordan would do better."
"Heh heh heh." Guy shakes his head as Lantern Tui gives both of us the evils. "You got no idea how good it is t'hear someone else ribbin' Hal."
"You three still doing those training sessions?"
Guy nods. "We were, 'til Hal an' me got promoted. With just John on his own he's probably not botherin'."
"What about-?"
He shakes his head. "Nah, she's still on Oa doin' basic. John'll get t' polish her up once Larvox gets done teachin' her the basics." Something occurs to him. "Oh, hey, I wan'ned t'say… Last session before Hal an' me left? We brought Alan along with us. Show him what we'd been doin'."
"Oh. Um, thank you. I'm sure that he really appreciated it."
"Probably have liked it better if you were there." I nod. Huh. Surprisingly subtle nudge from Guy there. "See you're still usin' John's ring there. Does that mean we're splittin' credit?"
"What, this?" I hold up my right hand and show him the ring. "Does this look like John's ring to you?"
Guy takes it in with a frown. "Huh. No. Looks kinda crappy, actually. That what the Controllers are turnin' out these days?"
"No, this comes from Larfleeze." I shrug. "No one else wanted it, I've already got a normal one and the Controllers are too busy making rings and lanterns for new recruits to make a second normal one for me."
"So what'd you do with John's?"
"That's now being worn by Controller Hinon Hee Hannanan, who made my original ring. She was also involved in making the original Orange Central Power Battery."
"So did she make that other ring too, or was that Larfleeze?"
Outside in the arena, trumpets blare and I start walking down the tunnel. "No, that was Krona."
I step out onto the sands just as Guy's '"Are you shittin' me?"' gets cut off by the closing gates. Prince Ragnar enters from the gates on the opposite side of the arena, smiling faintly as he passes the bloodstains left by his previous opponent. I stand just inside the arena for a moment, then float up off the ground a little so that I can don my power armour. Then I use the armour's flight systems to fly slowly forward.
We both stop just in front of the referee's box, Ragnar with his sword at rest and me settling back on the ground. The referee is a local man and a minor noble. I imagine that he'd like to give me any advantage he can, but his role is far too constrained to allow anything too cheaty.
"We are here to witness the duel between Prince Ragnar of the Royal Clan and Paul, Illustres of the Orange Lantern Corps! Gentlemen, state your terms!"
Ragnar looks at me sidelong. "When I triumph over you, I will have your rings and your rank."
"I cannot offer you my rank. It was a recognition of my abilities extended to me by others. But my rings? Certainly." He nods, smiling. "Should I win, I will expect you to acknowledge my authority and join my Corps as a rookie."
He takes a step away from me and hoists his sword in one hand, environmental shield flaring slightly. "Agreed."
"The terms are agreed! Gentlemen, you may begin on the second horn!"
BWWWWWWWRRRRHHHHHH!
Scan the sword again just in case… Yep, good. Environmental shield to minimal, kinetic barrier on… Good.
BWWWWWWWRRRRHHHHHH!
Ragnar charges straight at me, sword held high ready to bisect me. I raise my hands slightly in a guard position and brace. He's grinning and not bothering with a battlecry. His sword should defeat most conventional armour and he hasn't bothered scanning me to detect my force field. Does he not know how to? I'm pretty sure that intelligence gathering is something Sinestro would have mentioned… Wait, how old is he? Oh, he wouldn't have been more than ten when Sinestro got promoted, he probably didn't get detailed lessons.
His sword swings down at my left and my left hand comes up to catch it, kinetic barrier glowing faintly as the blade's energy gets nullified. My right hand opens at my chest, touching his and removing the momentum from his charge. His eyes open slightly in surprise, then my right hand moves left and sends a pinpoint kinetic energy blast into his sword hand.
His sword goes flying away to my left, then a backhand slap from my right arm sends him flying to my right. He hits the sands, rolls and comes up to his feet in a fighting pose.
"Ragnar, if you want to fight me, fight me as a Lantern." I take a step towards him, my helmet vanishing into subspace. Another step and the armour covering my arms disappears. A third and I step down onto the sand as my leg armour joins it. A fourth and I'm wearing only my light undersuit. "My people's duelling traditions are different to yours. I'll let you recharge your ring with my lantern if you want."
"That will not be necessary!" Glowing construct armour forms around his body, and a construct sword appears in his hands. "Arm yourself!"
I bow my head slightly, then shake it. Then I pull my main ring from my left hand and drop it to the ground. He looks down at it, then up at my face as I pull Larfleeze's ring from my right hand and drop it as well. "You're giving up your rings? Do you yield?"
"No." I point at him with my right forefinger. "You're a warrior. I'm a philosopher. There is a good deal more to using the orange light than 'screaming and leaping'. You know your desires. I know desire."
"And?"
"And I will teach that to you. I'm going to take your ring, and beat you with that." I extend my right hand and beckon him to me. "Come."
For a moment his constructs shudder as a wave of red passes through him. Then he recovers, eyes glowing with orange sigils, and charges again. "AAAAAAGGGHHHH!"
I look deeper and-
defeathisenemybecomeagreatandrenownedwarriorfollowtheexampleofhistoricalgreatsearnhisplaceinhistoryreceiveadmirationfindhisplacebringhisskillstotheirgreatestlevelaidhisfatherfollowthepathhe'schosentotheendneverbackdownshownofearremoveallweaknesses
-it's remarkably simple, actually.
Ring, come. I have a lesson to teach.
Prince Ragnar jerks, his constructs failing as his ring flies from his finger. Huh, didn't bring the finger with it this time. I suppose that's progress. I hold out my left hand and it lands directly on my ring finger. Ragnar falls to his knees in shock, then pushes himself back up and starts running towards me again. Filaments flick out and grip his sword where it lies on the arena floor, then pull it through the air into my hand.
"Ragnar, stop. I don't want to kill you. You have the makings of a good Lantern. Yield to me, and I will see that you receive the education you need to become the greatest lantern you can be."
"Never! I will die before I yield!"
Can't say he isn't consistent. I apply a ShockCrown to his head, causing him to collapse headlong at my feet. I hold up his sword for a moment, look at it, then carefully lower the tip to the back of his head until it draws a tiny amount of blood.
Then I look over to the referee. "He is unable to continue. Would you mind calling the match for me, please?"
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that wasn't even close, lol
Daecl
CURSED BY THE DICE
Should be 'in' here.
nmWarden
Webcomic Glutton
- Location
- Texas
I wonder how much of that was showing off for the Greenies and the natives.
I don't dislike the new guy and I'm sure if he joins the Orange Corps boot camp Paul will eventually come up with the right lesson to mold him into a team player. From my point of view Paul should give him a bit of time, maybe a year, to do some reflection. Paul's time is valuable. Letting this recruit mature and blossom or fester based on the strength of his mind seems like the best solution for now.
I don't dislike the new guy and I'm sure if he joins the Orange Corps boot camp Paul will eventually come up with the right lesson to mold him into a team player. From my point of view Paul should give him a bit of time, maybe a year, to do some reflection. Paul's time is valuable. Letting this recruit mature and blossom or fester based on the strength of his mind seems like the best solution for now.
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Massgamer
Advance toward the Future
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- The Future
If nothing else nice to see he is good enough to give himself construct armor.
- Location
- U.S.
You know, I was wondering whether or not a lantern who really, really wanted to win a fight could just want their opponent's ring to them, and I was just about to ask about that...
But I guess that answers that.
- Location
- Hampden Park
Thank you, corrected.
spencer1519
(Verified Heretic)
- Location
- Oregon, USA
The same way Larfleeze could be an Orange Lantern even though he wanted to be free of the ring.
Wanting anything is enough to use it, even if what you want is to not use it.
Desire is fun like that.
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- U.S.
renowned, follow, and that should probably be bring instead of brings
Tactical Tunic
Glorious Burgerman of Eagleland
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- Holy Terra
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