Test Scene: Captain Comet:
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lanternslightHal Jordan swears quietly to himself as he pursues the smuggling vessel deeper into the asteroid belt. He speaks again, sending the message through his ring to transmit on all frequencies used by starfaring races, auto-translating.
"I repeat: Unidentified vessel, surrender immediately. You are transporting illegal weapons. You are under arrest. This doesn't have to turn ugly if you just surrender. This is your last warning."
The vessel responds by firing several pulsewave blasts which Hal deftly avoids. "Have it your way, then," he replies, firing a blast into the engines of the freighter; as the vessel loses thrust, he begins pulling it back with constructs to slow it in the vacuum of space. Carol will be disappointed she missed out on this action, he thinks to himself; instead, she's off dealing with the Zamarons again. But this is hardly something he can't handle on his own; she'll just be sad she missed how stupid these people were being. They didn't have anywhere near the firepower to take on a Green Lantern.
But concentrating as he is on this, he doesn't see the fleet, hidden in the field, moving into position behind him... and a yellow blast hits him square in the back. Hal grunts with pain, his constructs fading, and he spins... now seeing the massive fleet of vessels aiming its weapons at him.
"Green Lantern!" a voice calls over the comms, his ring picking up and translating for Hal's benefit. Immediately, Hal recognizes the voice: Kanjar Ro. "I'm afraid it does have to turn ugly here... for you."
Weapons begin opening fire on Hal, every energy beam yellow. While yellow isn't the weakness it once was, it is tougher to deflect than other color blasts. "You see, there's a bounty on dead Green Lanterns... and your ring will fetch a wonderful price on the black market. I can't see you willingly submitting to either of those options. But don't worry... we've got enough firepower here to make sure you're dealt with soon enough."
Hal dodges several of the blasts, but there are just too many. Yellow mini-missiles swarming towards him on the right; yellow energy nets from the left; yellow particle beams all around. He's running out of space pretty quickly.
//WARNING: Interference is blocking ring from contact with Oa. No signal can get out,// his ring informs him.
"Great," Hal mutters to himself, avoiding the incoming blasts as best as he can. "And I walked right into Kanjar Ro's trap." And for a moment, he really wishes Carol had joined him... before he forces the thought of his mind and he starts looking for an opening -- any opening -- to start turning this around before one of the blasts breaks through his shields...
"I repeat: Unidentified vessel, surrender immediately. You are transporting illegal weapons. You are under arrest. This doesn't have to turn ugly if you just surrender. This is your last warning."
The vessel responds by firing several pulsewave blasts which Hal deftly avoids. "Have it your way, then," he replies, firing a blast into the engines of the freighter; as the vessel loses thrust, he begins pulling it back with constructs to slow it in the vacuum of space. Carol will be disappointed she missed out on this action, he thinks to himself; instead, she's off dealing with the Zamarons again. But this is hardly something he can't handle on his own; she'll just be sad she missed how stupid these people were being. They didn't have anywhere near the firepower to take on a Green Lantern.
But concentrating as he is on this, he doesn't see the fleet, hidden in the field, moving into position behind him... and a yellow blast hits him square in the back. Hal grunts with pain, his constructs fading, and he spins... now seeing the massive fleet of vessels aiming its weapons at him.
"Green Lantern!" a voice calls over the comms, his ring picking up and translating for Hal's benefit. Immediately, Hal recognizes the voice: Kanjar Ro. "I'm afraid it does have to turn ugly here... for you."
Weapons begin opening fire on Hal, every energy beam yellow. While yellow isn't the weakness it once was, it is tougher to deflect than other color blasts. "You see, there's a bounty on dead Green Lanterns... and your ring will fetch a wonderful price on the black market. I can't see you willingly submitting to either of those options. But don't worry... we've got enough firepower here to make sure you're dealt with soon enough."
Hal dodges several of the blasts, but there are just too many. Yellow mini-missiles swarming towards him on the right; yellow energy nets from the left; yellow particle beams all around. He's running out of space pretty quickly.
//WARNING: Interference is blocking ring from contact with Oa. No signal can get out,// his ring informs him.
"Great," Hal mutters to himself, avoiding the incoming blasts as best as he can. "And I walked right into Kanjar Ro's trap." And for a moment, he really wishes Carol had joined him... before he forces the thought of his mind and he starts looking for an opening -- any opening -- to start turning this around before one of the blasts breaks through his shields...
