Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20180504103124/@comment-27661770-20180505003300

The robotic thing squints his orb-eyes, until the red thing beans him right in the head, somehow bowling him over.

A red, glowing ring skitters off and bounces off a tree back to him.

He grasps it. And swears the ring tells him to put it on.

...hell. Why not. He's already using his own inner darkness against more pervasive forces of darkne-

He winces as his robotic self begins to look just a little beefier. His blue orbs now have a weird symbol deep in them, and are interspersed with red cracks. His blade glows a malignant red. Somewhere, he hears a voice.

"You have great rage in your heart. You belong to the Red Lantern Corps.'

...and most importantly, all the pain is brought right back to the forefront.

Suddenly he wants to kill some Heartless.

...but wait, no, he needs to calm down. No use wasting your rage.