Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190509204551/@comment-26892768-20190515004733

Foxglove just fell to the ground with that last wave of pain sent the Lantern's way, and is currently standing up, shaking a bit.

Part of her feels like making a sarcastic remark - something along the lines of this "really inspiring loyalty" - but she is supressing that part because she knows if she says anything, she'll just be in for more pain. This 02 does not mess around.

And, of course, that rage happens to reach another Lantern.

Nimona is currently recovering from her initiation into the Corps - puddles of blood varying in size are sporadically spread out around her; a grim showing of what being a Red Lantern entails. She also has a new outfit, looking largely like her old one in black and red, with the symbol of the Red Lanterns on her chest. Her arms are also a good deal more muscular, pale green, scaly, and a bit spiky now, a state they typically only reach when she's enraged by something, but now seem to be her default appearance.

"Well...that was probably the most painful thing I've ever experienced..." Nimona mutters. Coming from someone who had their head cut off (long story), that's saying something. But before she can take another moment to catch her breath, her ring begins to pulse.

"What the-" And then she hears it. Well, not hears it, exactly. It's just kind of...suddenly in her brain, as if she just heard something. What Nimona "hears" is something of a command - to gather her fellow members in order to assist another, currently under attack...

"And why should I do that?" Nimona asks out loud, looking at the ring. "I didn't even ask to be in this corporation, and you're already having me do your work? After you made me vomit all my blood? Is it really that hard to tell that I'm not eager to do as you command?"

Instead of a response, all Nimona gets is her ringing pulsing once more before opening up a firey portal, leading to places unknown.

She stares through it for a moment, then looks at the ring. On the one hand, she was being completely serious when she said that. She has no real reason to do what this thing said. No real incentive to work with it, either.

On the other hand...

"...well, it's not like I was doing anything important..." And this will take her mind off of those issues that got her so worked up in the first place. With a deep breath and a sigh, Nimona steps through the portal...

Akechi, Joker, and Futaba suddenly hear a loud crash, followed by a feminine shout of pain, both from the bathroom. Not local, either - European, definitely.

"cG" gets another text.

 tG: update glowing green thing is still locked on my sweet ass and is determined to make me christmas man

 tG: cant shake the damn thing