tushanshu | Entries tagged with † hal jordan

[Behind Luke is an organic-looking wooden wall, possibly recognizable as part of the console alcove in one of the Wood sector suites. He's evidently settled into his new quarters and it didn't take him long to figure out the technology of the console.

It's a bit archaic compared to what he's used to but it's simple enough. He would fiddle with it and see if he can give it an upgrade but he's been warned about the anti-tampering system in place, so he won't. For now.]

Hello. My name is Luke. [He intentionally leaves out his last name. Luke has no idea who he might meet here and his family's name has become associated with a lot of unpleasant things as of late. Better to be safe.] I've just arrived a couple weeks ago and the map of the city that I was given is helpful but not quite what I need at the moment. I want to ask if anyone takes regular trips up to the turtle's head and wouldn't mind a travel companion. It sounds like a place I'd like to visit soon.

I'd also like to offer my services. Where I come from I'm a guardian of the peace. Not necessarily affiliated with any government or law force... freelance, if you will. I help because I can. Please, call on me any time.

[Now that his powers have returned and he's had a few healing sessions Luke feels in much better sorts to be offering such services without hesitation at his own abilities.]

looksfine

[There were two things unusual about Aya's Network Post today. The first was that her eyes glowed. A bright, iridescent green. Not so brightly that she could have been in the presence of a Blue Lantern, but certainly enough to indicate she was accessing the very core of her Energy.]

I will do my best to keep this transmission as ░▒░▒░░▒ as is within the range of my capabilities at this time.

[The second was that, even as she spoke...eyes still glowing...the distinct clicking sound of keys could be heard. Were one to pay close enough attention, the lower portions of her arms could be seen twitching. She was simultaneously coding and rerouting and altering the transmission.]

As the current head of the Wayne Enterprise Science Department, as well as ░▒░░▒ of Stark ░▒░░▒░▒░░▒ and member of the Green Lantern Corps, it is my responsibility to ░▒░░▒░▒░░▒ the resources which are currently available to me.

I have been working for approximately 32.7 hours consecutively, studying the ░▒░░▒░▒ that is effecting the consoles, and how I may circumvent these external controls. The highly complex meth--░▒░░▒░ ▒░░▒ are somewhat admirable, though I am ░▒░░▒░▒░░▒ to admit as much, given the most likely source. However, combined with the efforts of ░▒░░▒░ ▒░░▒░ ▒ ░░▒░▒░ ░▒░▒░░▒--

[A frown, and the transmission momentarily cuts out.]

[Then back in again.]

...that is better.

As I was saying, I am seeking those in Keelai with an expert knowledge in advanced programming and engineering who may aid me in my quest to fix this. Access will be granted to any and all resources I am currently within my ability to provide you.

You may contact me at this location. Be forewarned that no information exchanged will be deemed Classified.

Thank you.

{{GREEN LANTERN RING TRANSMISSION, with backdoor for BLUE LANTERN RING as well}}

I do not believe your rings have been compromised.

However, I cannot be certain at this time, as I do not possess one of my own to analyze.

animosus

[Hal's recording this from Barry's place and he looks uncharacteristically hesitant.]

I think Barry's gone. My ring can't find him and I know it couldn't find people when everyone did that ghost trick a while back, but he also left his-- [He belatedly realises he can't say Flash ring.] --wedding ring behind and he'd never forget it.

[He falls silent again as he figures out what else to say.]

It's like I just got him back and now he's gone again. [He hasn't worked it out, but it feels like in all the years he's known him, Barry was dead longer than he was alive.]

I never really paid attention to what people did in this situation, but I guess I should tell Bart to get over here. Anything else I should do?

ciderandstew

[The video starts with Calypso, sitting outside in the Earth sector somewhere, weaving fabric headbands or jewelry in an attempt to keep her hands busy and her mind occupied. She quiet for a moment, finishing one of the accessories and setting it aside in her basket.]

By now, it's become apparent to me that there are natives from more than a few different worlds calling the turtle home currently. I may not be around much on these devices, but I've spent my time watching and listening...

[She pauses, wringing her skirt in her hands a little.]

I'd like to hear stories about your homes, what makes it different from what you've learned about the others here. Your favorite things, what you miss most... If it's not too much to ask, that is.

If you want, I'd be more than happy to exchange a story of my own as well.

mythically

( diana is seated at one of the consoles in a café when the video feed begins. it seems she’s already gone a bit native—there’s a kedan-style cloak draped around her shoulders, apparently all she needs to keep warm. still, the glint of gold from her armor is perfectly visible, as is the tiara set amongst her dark curls. she’s making no pretense of who she is, should anyone be able to recognize her.

she lifts a hand in simple greeting, smiling. she’s perfectly calm, though anyone who knows her well can probably sense just a bit of tension in the set of her shoulders, the way her eyes are focused. )

There’s many of you here that I know. And many more that I do not.

My name is Diana, and while I’m newly arrived I believe I’ve gotten most of the basics of the situation. It seems you’ve all been busy, recently.

( there’s nothing mocking about her words, and her smile is genuine and honest. she pauses, for a moment, as though to give her audience a breather. then, she continues— )

I’m sure there’s a lot to be done, and I’m willing to offer my assistance to anyone who should need it. But first, I would like to be better acquainted with all of you. If we’ve met before, I’m sure you’ll come and say hello. And if we haven’t, it’s never too soon for introductions.

( both before and after this broadcast and subsequent conversations, diana will be flying over the same café. in effect, she’s using herself as a beacon. feel free to run into her in person if you’d prefer. )

inhisherosimage

[Maybe he's being overly cautious, but Tim isn't entirely sure if he's still in the Unternet and thus the city is just some trick, and so he chooses to make his first entry on the cities network text only. His decision is further bolstered by the uniform stowed away - the uniform further complicating the location decision. If he wasn't in the Unternet, then logically he shouldn't have that uniform. Still, Tim knows at least how find if he has any allies in this unknown city - virtual world or not.]

Well. That was a pretty rude awakening. I'm not used to waking in the tub surrounded by strangers. I mean, sure the tour of the city was different and the welcome pamphlet is a nice touch. But I'm not a huge fan of waking up in some fantasy movie and being told I'm going to fight some big bad evil. I'm not really the hero type. Heck, I haven't even had my morning coffee. Oh! Name's Todd Richards. Don't suppose anyone here has heard of Star City? Or knows where to get that coffee? [That should pique the interest of anyone familiar with his dimension. And the name should alert any close allies...]

tomemyoutliers

( For someone who is generally a smiling presence on the network, Shockwave is surprisingly morose. Dressed in a somber black dress, hair pulled back into a simple braided bun, there's a weight to Shockwave's expression that has been absent for most of Shockwave's time on the turtle. It's overwhelmingly sad, but lacking the traces of tears or red eyes that one might associate with it. There's only so much a holoform can do - crying is not one of them. )

Orion Pax has gone. If anyone has information on what happens after we've vanished from this place, I would appreciate it. ( Call it scientific curiosity, but also call it trying to keep tabs on if there's any trace of Cybertronian technology just laying around for someone to stumble across. A second or two passes in which Shockwave buries their face in their hands, shoulders slumping. Shockwave managed to get the majority of a very emotional reaction over and done with before approaching the network, but apparently not all of it. Looking back up at the feed, Shockwave continues. ) If you had dealings with him, I apologize. I cannot take his place in law enforcement, but I will do my best to keep any other arrangements he might have made.

( Shockwave pushes something away from the feed gently, a flash of plush horns and fur the only glimpse of the robotic plush Shockwave received as a gift the last landfall. But it does remind Shockwave that there's still things to be discussed rather than wallowing around in grief. )

It's come to my attention that a few datapads from my world might have ended up at auction last month. They're rather large - it's hard to mistake them for anything else. If you've managed to come into possession of one I'll gladly repay you the cost and more for their return.

And lastly, is there still any interest for a school? It would be impossible to force anyone to attend who didn't wish to, nor do I think we should be constrained by what we deem to be a traditional educational system. Just those willing to teach and those willing to learn, regardless of age.

( For most the transmission ends there, but there's private encryptions for a few others. )

botcryption 100% to Tony Stark (616)
You wanted answers - I believe I can provide some of them in exchange for a favor.

botcryption 100% to Leo Valdez
You are owed a long-overdue explanation, even if you don't think so.

shorttempered

[Mark is sitting in one of the internet cafes. Outside, Eshai the turtle is waiting impatiently for him next to the window. On her back are a bunch of long boxes.]

Hey guys. I actually got these a while back during landfall, but with everything that happened right after... [He trails off. He'd rather not mention Eshai's death.] Anyway it seems my comic book collection has turned up on the turtle. You can see them over there, on top of Eshai. [Motions to the turtle and the box.] Yeah, yeah, I'm a nerd, I know. But it's a lot of reading material and it's in English, so... as long as you promise not to rip, bend, or otherwise ruin them, anyone is more than welcome to borrow anything you want. [Seriously. Don't ruin them. You'll make him cry.] I highly recommend Science Dog.

[Goes to turn off the feed, but then stops when he thinks to add:] Oh, and thanks again, Barry. I owe you.

[Turns the feed off for real this time.]

imaginate

[ Calm, faintly amused: ]

I’m looking for someone who can teach Aya to have fun.

But, Honor Guard Rayner, I am well aware of the definition of ‘having fun’. Green Lantern Hal Jordan has informed me repeatedly in the time we spent traveling together.

[ A pause. He taps his fingers on the desk. ]

Theory is different from practice, Aya. [ A beat. ] And Hal has a really... weird definition.

...I am inclined to agree, yes. Very well. I am not adverse to experimenting with new ideas.

… Right. Anyway. [ Louder, addressing the console: ] If you’d like payment, money’s of no object. It’ll be a few weeks at most.

baniichan

[Although Barnaby monitors the network more often than not, he seldom uses it except under specific circumstances. Lately, a lot of people seem to be talking about the holidays, the snow, Candy Crush, and other such things of little interest, so Barnaby has had few reasons to become involved.

Today, though, he has an important question.]

Can anyone recommend a good hair stylist? Any help would be appreciated.

andaway

[Clark has hardly used the network to make posts as Clark lately, not since he got the radio started... but it wasn't really that he was avoiding it, not really. Investigating about the murders, then the disappearances had simply taken most of his free time, and he hadn't had much to say.

When he turns on the feed he's playing around with what looks like a calligraphy brush between his fingers, tapping the shaft against a very basic notebook.]

The new arrivals made me think of something. [And judging by the notebook, he's trying to make sense of it by himself. Those who actually know him know how fast his brain actually is... but he's always had the Kryptonian technology to back him down, and now he finds it missing.]

We're assigned living space when we get here, right? And we don't really choose it, we're simply given directions to it when we arrive. And we know there are 5 districts, and different kind of suites on each. Some of them are obvious [Hi, Arthur, of course you live in Water] but others aren't. I live in Water, while my wife was given a suite in the Earth sector.

[She didn't spend a single day there but that's beyond the point. You might actually see her on the background, she likes doing that.] And I thought maybe there could be some kind of pattern, something in the way the Kedan organize us in each district and place. It might not be relevant at all but I'd like to give it a try.

So I guess, what I'm asking is: where do you live? Have you noticed something similar between you and your neighbors? I don't know- age? Gender? Abilities? Hobbies? [A shrug] I don't really know what could be relevant. Also, feel free to answer anonymously if you'd rather- or in my inbox, to keep it private? Whichever way you feel comfortable.

And with that done... something completely different. If I'm right, Thanksgiving should be just around the corner... [The sheepish grin of someone who's completely aware that he's indulging himself] So, what are your favorite Thanksgiving day recipes?

[Later: Supercrypted to JLA MEMBERS - From Jor-El's console]

Yes, we are doing something for thanksgiving, in case you were wondering. My question is: where? And how many of you will have to be dragged there?

looksfine

[The Feed turns into to reveal a lovely, young female with bright blue eyes and emerald skin. Her expression remains fairly neutral, although there are hints of emotions flickering if one were to observe closely enough. Curiosity. Excitement. Determination. And, for a fleeting moment...sadness.]

[After all, she had only just gotten her family back.]

Greetings. I am Aya.

[Her voice is robotic, yet somehow still warm. She shows no signs of alarm by her surroundings, having experienced far worse scenarios in her travels.]

Admittedly, I do not fully understand why I appear to have been separated from my crew. The four of us would have preferred to arrive together to your Sector aboard our ship, has a distress call simply been placed. However, given the circumstances, it would be unfitting for a Green Lantern not to offer one's assistance in any way possible before I seek my return.

In addition, if there is any individual who has knowledge of the location of the Interceptor, Green Lantern Hal Jordan, Seargent Kilowag, or Red Lantern Razer, the information would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you.

demon_brat

In case anyone is missing people, but their suites have not been emptied, here is what I know of the situation.

They are still on Tu Vishan. As far as I know, they are all right, though some of them are missing... things. Like the ability to feel fear. There are certain locations in the city where they can be briefly seen and talked with.

[ Insert a short list of landmarks around the city. ]

Some people are already working on finding out how it happened, why, and how to reverse it, but it is generally referred to being 'off phase' - magically or technologically, it has not been discovered, yet.

It has also been brought to my attention that the iridescent paint that may have been procured during trick-or-treating can bring people back in phase. I do not know how permanent the effect of that may be.

If there is an update on what is known, I shall endeavor to keep everyone apprised. If anyone can think of a way to help, let me know. My name is Damian Wayne.

[ He pauses for a little, his mouth going into a thin line. ]

However, not all who have gone missing over the last days are still here. People are once again showing up, but they are also still disappearing.

[ He was going to give Richard the next installment of the typed up Napoleon works. And... his suite was cleared of his things. Damian is not very best pleased with his disappearance - or Asbel's. But he'll leave the naming of names to the radio. ]

I hope, if you are looking for somebody, you will be able to tell the difference.

violetsedanchair

Greetings, everyone! This is Doctor Walter Bishop speaking. [He is looking directly at the camera and standing in front of a blank green chalkboard. As he gestures at the viewer, white powder can be seen on his hands and arms.]

I have been here for several weeks, and I have noticed that there are no pigs on this island. At least I have not observed any indicators of them: there are none around, and typical pork products, like bacon, are not available for consumption.

This is an issue that must be rectified! [He clears his throat. We are entering the spiel!] I have come up with three main avenues of research. [He backs up a little from the camera and reaches for the top of the chalkboard. He deftly flips it around revealing white text under the headline OPERATION "BRINGING HOME THE BACON".]

First! [He points: 1) ACQUIRING PIGS] We figure out a way to find some pigs of our own. It is possible there are pigs in this dimension, but we simply have not discovered them yet. A thorough exploration program should be pursued if one is not underway yet. Or, we reach into another dimension [A pig dimension? That's what Belly would call police stations back in the seventies...] and bring a breeding population back here with us. The technological implications there are exciting, but the hurdles severe. And as delicious as bacon is, having the ability to jaunt across dimensions would have better uses than importing pigs.

There are also ethical and legal implications in interdimensional pig rustling.

Second! [2) AN ACCEPTABLE SUBSTITUTE] This one is more likely to succeed, but less likely to be satisfying. We develop a substance that is as close enough to actual bacon as is possible. Some kind of flavoured, lard-fortified tofu perhaps. I ask culinary experts to weigh in.

Third. [3) SYNTHETIC PIGS] We may be able to recreate the pig genome and incubate embryos using your typical splicing and in vitro techniques. This would be biotechnologically very demanding and we have very little to go on with the pig genome. It would require a great deal of trial and error. As far as I can tell there are no species in here that are even remote relatives of the Sus scrofa domesticus. Some of you may point out the similarities between the human genome and the pig genome! The differences are still too vast. It would be easier to create a pig out of a turtle than a human.

[There is a faded fourth line of text that has been scrubbed away, but which eagle-eyed viewers might be able to read: 4) THE LONG PIG OPTION).

There you have it! I hope for a very productive discussion. Any help or advice would be warmly welcome, and if there is enough interest, perhaps we can hold a symposium on the question in the near future!

[Walter reaches for the console and the feed terminates.]

shorttempered

[Mark can be seen sitting at one of the many internet cafes in the Earth sector. With Eve gone, he had to go back to these to post to the network as Mark, as his console belongs to "Invincible". ~~Gotta try to have that secret identity.~~ He smiles and gives a dorky little wave.]

So uh, if we were back on Earth it would be pretty close to Halloween, wouldn't it? Uh, those of you from Earth, I mean.... And Halloween is nothing without horror movies--especially zombie movies. As I don't think moves are an option here, I'm trying to get my horror fix somewhere else. Suggestions??

[And with that important message out of the way, he changes the filter.]

[Filtered to Bianca Reyes]

Hey, uh, Mis--Bianca, sorry. Do you might if I stop by later? I uh, have something for you.

animosus

[This post is coming from Hal’s account because someone didn’t log out after sending this message and left a baby to mess around with the keyboard. The background is definitely Hal’s place, but there’s a baby sitting on the table in front of the console. Said baby is wearing a Green Lantern onesie and has a tiny power ring on his finger and is chewing on a Flash ring.

There’s also no one else in sight. Someone is a terrible babysitter. Eventually he wanders into the frame. Hal doesn’t look that different except for the fact that his temples are grey. He’s actually a few years younger than he should be right now. This is him in his Parallax years. But he wanders in, holding a bag of groceries and walks to the baby and pulls out a small bar of chocolate and unwraps it before giving it to him before he walks off again, presumably to put things away.

The baby makes a baby noise and suddenly he’s wearing a construct of Hal’s flightjacket. Moments pass and it really doesn’t look like Hal’s coming back any time soon.]

[ooc: Said baby is Bart Allen. BARRY, COME AND TAKE YOUR GRANDSON. OR ANYONE REALLY. Also please indicate if you wish to 'converse' with Bart as well.]

bolthead

[Two weeks on the turtle and Barry has, more or less, familiarized himself with the various locations and populations. He's gotten the majority of his initial questions answered and now it's just a matter of spending the rest of his free time - of which he has a lot - learning as much as he can about the situation on the turtle.

He's also discovered that Hal is somehow still incapable of taking care of himself without roping others into helping him. Hence this tiny PSA.]

If anyone's lent out money to a man named Hal Jordan and hasn't been paid back yet, feel free to stop by EA-2C and I'll make sure it gets back to you. Thanks for [not punching Hal's face in] helping him settle in. I appreciate it.

[He flashes a quick smile at the console before he clicks it off.]

corage

[Hello hello, Turtleland. Has it been good so far? Not good? Well, either way, prepare to meet this guy right now who's at your screen wearing his frankly ridiculous-looking eyemark that doesn't do well to hide his cheekbones. If you care to notice he's also in some weird spandex-like outfit that shimmers black and green.

He takes a moment to stare solemnly at the screen (yeah, right) before clearing his throat.]

Greetings, everyone. My name is Hal-- [Wait, no, not Hal. He is not Hal now.] --I mean, I am Green Lantern of sector 2814.

[Pause. Okay, what should he say now...]

I understand that those who can access this video have all been brought here not of their free will. I also understand that this realm we are in is apparently on a... giant turtle.

[Giant turtle? Really? That's the best they can come up with? Yeah Hal nearly lost it there, but no. GOTTA STAY SERIOUS, HAL. YOU'RE A GREEN LANTERN NOW. ~~Sinestro would be proud.~~]

Anyway, I would love to stay and chat, but I have a duty to perform and would appreciate it if I could be directed to a way out.

[Another serious look, and then he ends the transmission. Yeah, good job Hal. You did good.]

[OOC: ~~Just so you know... no, he has not changed his ID (if that is even possible). It still says 'Hal Jordan'. HAHA.~~ WHOOPS OOC ERROR. But he almost said his name because he is a failure. Loser bb Hal. Feel free to retcon my his failure and stuff!]

bridgetothemyscira

I suppose I have given myself ample time to adjust to this place by now, so I thought an introduction is in order. [A few weeks too long, perhaps, but they had been busy.]

Welcome to the new arrivals, I am certain you have plenty of questions right now, but do not worry. There are plenty of people here willing to extend information without a second thought.

For those who have been here a while, my name is Diana, an emissary of Themyscira prior to my own arrival. I am aware there are some who are familiar with me [To put it ever so lightly] that I have not met on this land, or prior to all of this. I would like to meet with you if at all possible, though I may have to apologize in advance if I do not recognize you. I have... not been out of Themyscira for long. [Hopefully, that explains the problem. At the very least, they aren't keeping her homeland a secret anymore, so that might lessen the complications. Hopefully.]

For those who are not familiar with me at all, I would like to get to know you as well. The reception here has been more than just welcoming, despite the complications. I believe knowing your neighbors is essential here, no?

Thank you.

animosus

[Great hair might be the first thing people notice about him, his mostly faded black eye is another and the more observant might take in his flight jacket.]

I guess I should introduce myself first. I'm Hal and one of the new arrivals.

[There's a moment of silence and he fidgets for a bit. There's something he needs to say but...]

So this might be a bit out of the blue, but would anyone mind lending me some money? Just until I find something to do. [He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.] Pilots aren't exactly sought after here.

[He doesn't want to, but it does look like he has to go back to the odd jobs he did before he died. And if you're wondering what happened to the free money, let's just say he didn't stick around long enough to listen to the official introductions.]

I'll pay you back, promise.

[The chances of that happening are low.]

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