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Open Rebels Unite!

Discussion in 'Cosmic Wilderness' started by Hal Jordan, Jun 14, 2019.

  1. Hal Jordan

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    Atlas Prime was an incredibly large city-ship. Filled with beings of all species, sizes, and colors. The city was, for the most part, a diverse trading hub with difference districts for the various species. All of whom came together to form the city-state known as Atlas. Each group working together in perfect harmony. Leaving the pressure of the Elysium government out of sight and out of mind.

    At least until the Lantern Corps arrived asking if they could use a portion of Atlas Prime that was left unoccupied. At first, nobody really minded, not until the dead Corpsmen, Hal Jordan arrived. With him came foreigner listening to his call to arms. All prepared to join a rebellion, quite literally being based out of their backyard.

    Hal paid the people of Atlas little mind really. Something within him felt drawn to it, why he couldn't figure out. None of that mattered on the 13th however. No today was the day Hal spoke with his faction and officially set forth a plan that would hopefully get rid of the Tyrant. For the most part, the man had been playing on his guitar while he sat at one of the large conference rooms given to him, watching as Rebels and Lanterns came and went.

    Soon Hal would have to put down his guitar and start briefing people on what was going on. Thankfully he had Moh to help out with that for the most part. But generally, this first conversation was to just let those who wanted their voices to be heard or their ideas voiced to do it.

    This was going to be the start of what would be a brutal fight. Hal knew it. He just wanted everyone else to know before they willingly put their lives in his hands.

    He had to hide his worries as people began to take their seats. If he wanted people to follow him, they'd have to believe that this cocky Lantern wasn't going to be a ball of worries and that he was made to command armies. Even if it wasn't completely true. Hal had to make them think it was.

    And so he continued to play his guitar until he looked up at the masses, grinning towards them all before he rose from his seat. 'Welcome to Atlas. I hope anyone who made the long trip here at the very least took the scenic route to this portion of the ship.' He continued to stand tall before them all as he watched more people enter. All wanting to hear what Hal and the Rebels would say, and what they'd planned for Elysium.

     
  2. Samus Aran

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    So he wasn't dead, huh? Samus shouldn't have been surprised. For all his tough talk, Hal was durable and stubborn. A simple "pirate attack" wouldn't be the end of him. She had no attachment to Elysium's new government head and his tighter policies, so she decided to take up the Green Lantern's call to gather on Atlas Prime. It wouldn't hurt to see what he had to say, at least. She kept a little more towards the back, in full armor, which caused a few people to murmur worries over her general reputation.

    Maybe if this plan worked, she could actually walk around Elysium again without sticking to the lawless parts.
     
  3. Elysium was giving Lance a lot of bad vibes as of late. The very publically made death of Hal Jordan was bad enough, but then their new Boss started making all the rules stricter. It reminded him way too much of how "strong" the Galra Empire was. Definitely not a good sign. As much as he loved a fight, he wasn't gonna sit around and be used as this guy's personal soldier.

    Lance took the Blue Lion out to Atlas Prime, wanting to see if there was any way he could help make this right. Maybe he could rope the other Voltron Paladins into helping the Green Lanterns stop this mess before people started getting conquered. He really didn't want to be part of another long, painful rebellion, but Lance knew some things were worth rebelling over. He was a little closer to the front of the crowd, wearing his blue and white armor and his bayard on his belt.
     
  4. Kathryn Janeway

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    Though a Starfleet captain, or at least this worlds version thereof, and generally good at following orders, something just didn't sit right about the knew so called Supreme Secretary. Though Janeway was far from happy to separated from her crew on Voyager, she didn't like what Elysium was becoming under the new regime. She'd heard the broadcast, of course, but had met many people like this Supreme Secretary. They got what they wanted through coercion, persecution and other worse means. At the same time though, was she really going to join an outright rebellion? How would that make her any better than the marquis? Still, perhaps it was her duty to at least see what was going on, get a lay of the land, so to speak. Attending this little conference surely didn't mean committing, but at least she would know what was going on in the minds of the people. Including a man who was supposed to be dead.

    Yet to figure out just who had sent her the co-ordinates that had brought her here, the last thing she needed was everyone thinking she had come here as a Starfleet spy. She was here outside her capacity as Starfleet, which was why she had come by shuttlecraft and omitted her uniform, instead choosing something a little more casual. It seemed one or two people hadn't gotten that memo though, as he noted the person at the back of the room in some kind of full armour! There certainly where many kinds of people here in the Cosmic Wilderness, something that wasn't that different to what she was used to, she supposed.
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    NOTE: 'Scuse me dropping in, but did say open to anyone soooooo ^^
     
  5. Moh Kohn

    Moh Kohn The Star Fraction

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    "Well, I'll say this for you, Hal, you can draw a fair crowd."
    Leaning against the wall of the conference room just behind where the man of the hour sat and strummed a guitar (!), Moh thought over the choices of the last 48 hours that had brought him here. It was difficult, this revolutionary business, and it didn't get easier just because you had a programme and a coherent ideology. The simple fact of it all was that Inilossum had stolen a march on everyone who would have opposed him, and now the scramble was on to try and make up for lost time.

    Still, he had to admit, things were looking better than he'd dared to hope. Three members of Moh's own gang were here, eyeing up the other attendees and holding their knock-off rifles with the air of people who might know how to use a monkey wrench but knew fuck all about gun safety. Still, they were good lads and lasses, and Moh was glad he'd been able to bring them. He definitely felt less alone, that was for sure.

    Ah, Hal was talking now. It was showtime. Pushing himself off the wall, Moh wandered forward and listened to the main man's introduction. Moh made sure to stand at least a little way away from Hal as he spoke, fighting an odd sense of self-consciousness, before clearing his own throat as the crowd's chattering came to an end.

    Hal gave the first speech, that was the rule, then he'd throw open the floor to discussion. That was when Moh would speak up. Swallowing to clear his throat a little, Moh hoped that what he had to say would fall on at least one or two friendly ears.
     
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  6. Yondu Udonta

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    Ceres might not-a had t' face the worst of the new 'regime' just yet, but Yondu wasn't gonna sit around and wait for their foot soldiers t' show up. He'd seen enough-a one nasty empire government to not notice all the red flags, and he sure as hell wasn't gonna ignore the possy-bility of a second tryin' to sneak up on him.

    That was what brought him out to what he took as the 'new' Atlas Prime, a surefire way t' meet a bunch of good folks and put some kind-a plan together...but only after he finished the long walk t' their meetin' place.

    "Pretty good work for someone who's s'posed t' be dead," he agreed, comin' in at just the right time.


    "Still...can't wait t' hear what'chu got in mind, Jordan!"

     
  7. Hal Jordan

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    Hal had gotten himself a crowd. A few he knew and others he was sure he'd get to know along the way. All of this was good. Prepared to speak the Lantern gazed upon the masses, eager for what would soon unfold before him. 'Alright let's get this rolling!' Hal said sort of just letting it be known that he was beginning.

    'As many of you know. Elysium is now firmly under the control of the tyrant Inilossum. And unlike what he reported, I am not dead. In fact, I'm alive and rather irritated by it all.' Irritated wasn't a harsh enough word. 'Tyranny and oppression are on our horizon. Inilossum will not ensure Elysium is safe. Nor will justice be fair.' Just like how he dealt with Hal. All of it showed the lengths he was willing to go to deal with someone he thought was a threat. And Hal was now proving just how threatening he could be.

    'He will come for those who don't agree with him, those he sees as a threat and those he just plain doesn't like.' And the people around this room just happened to be quite unlikable at times. 'Now I know that the what I'll soon be asking of you all will be hard. Even deadly to some. But unfortunately, he's forced our hands and a tyrant must fall.' Whether or not they helped was going to be up to them. Hal had already set his mind on war.

    And soon he'd fly out to deal the first official blow. 'To get to the point. I will be fighting against Inilossum and anyone who sides with him. Whether or not fight for the rights of all Elysians, Cereans, and all the god damn beings in space is up to you. Those who do will be remembered in the years to come.'

    With that Hal said his part. 'Now the floor is open to whoever wants to let their thoughts and opinions be heard.' After letting that be known. Hal slowly returned back to his seat. Hoping they'd speak out and agree with him.

     
  8. Moh Kohn

    Moh Kohn The Star Fraction

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    Well, for a guy without any real ideology to speak of, at least Hal accepted that Inilossum wasn't just going to hand back power now that he had it. That was a good first step. Looking around the room, Moh checked to see if anyone else felt like speaking up. Anyone at all, really.

    Okay, he sighed to himself, guess it'd be him then.
    "Yeah, I've got a few things on my mind, as a matter of fact. I'll keep it brief, don't worry."
    Moving just a touch so he could actually be seen by the rest of the crowd, Moh nodded by way of greeting before getting down to business. One good thing about his old life, he supposed, was the training the International had given him for this kind of thing. He'd be jelly right now otherwise.

    "Hal's right. I don't think I need to tell anyone here that a fascist like Inilossum will cling onto power with every bit of strength he has, and so will the people who benefit from having a strongman in power. He has to be removed, and that means a revolution."
    Motioning around the room, Moh warmed to his theme. So far so good. Let's see what they thought of the next bit.
    "So far, what I see is a bit of a popular front. All of us want rid of the big bad, right? Thing is, we can't just think about that. We also have to think about what we want for Elysium afterward. Inilossum's a shit, I think we'd all agree, but he didn't just pop out of nowhere. The whole Alliance has been rotten right through for years by all accounts, and while you get the odd good soul," Moh nodded at Hal at this point, "even the best of good souls can't fix a rotten system alone."

    "So, the question is, folks - we know what we're fighting against, but what are we fighting for?"
     
  9. Kathryn Janeway

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    Well, this really was a ragtag group, a group with apparently little sense of discipline and organisation. Those were the first impressions at least, but then she was comparing this little gathering with a Starfleet conference or briefing. This wasn't the same kind of thing, so maybe that was an unfair comparison, but right now that was the least of their worries. here was a man whose death had been greatly exaggerated and possibly staged in some manner. She couldn't blame this Hal Jordan for being more than a little irritated about it all.

    There was no doubt that Inolossum was a bully and a tyrant, that much she had seen over the days proceeding his big announcement. By all accounts, Elysium had always had a culture of oppressive and bordering on tyrannical culture. That border had now been crossed, and in her hope of clinging to something familiar, she had joined a Starfleet that went against everything her own equivalent stood for. To hell with that!

    While uncomfortable with the idea of rebelling, maybe it was necessary in order to bring peace. Very little in history had been accomplished with words alone. As an advocate for peace, she had done everything in her power to make it so, but sometimes she realised that one had to know when to talk and when to pull the trigger. She would at least find out a little more about what the people here thought before committing to anything too rash. Where was Tuvok when she needed him? A purely logical opinion was really needed right now.

    Mulling over Jordan's words, another man spoke up, promising to keep it brief but getting a good point across. It was alright just to 'get rid of the big bad', but what came after? This wasn't just a playground bully, after all, this was the leader of a government that needed bringing to heel for the greater good. At least she damn well hoped so, but as he spoke one sentence in particular stuck out. Even the best of good souls can't fix a rotten system alone. He wasn't wrong, in fact nothing had been accomplished without help from someone, somewhere.

    "So", she spoke up as the man finished "What you're proposing is a rebellion of sorts, bring down Inolossum and end this hopefully short reign of tyranny." She paused as she perhaps stated the obvious, a thoughtful look crossing her features as she did so. "But you bring up a good point", she nodded to Moh, "what then? The people are going to need a strong party ready to take his place, without a Government of sorts, all hell would break loose!" They would also have to be careful of people who would be in this for their own power. Potentially, they could rise to power someone even worse than he likes of Inolossum. They would need to be very careful. Which brought up another point.

    "Mr. Jordan, I understand you were recently elected, but so far we have yet to identify your attackers. With recent events, we're assuming that Inolossum had something to do with it, but we should be very careful about making presumptions. While I would believe it, especially seeing as he hasn't exactly handed the seat back, we should be mindful of others who would take advantage of the situation."
    Not that many would benefit from a tyrannical system of government, but in her time she had seen stranger. They didn't need one evil replacing another, though from what she had seen so far, it seemed that Jordan's intents were that of a good man, concerned for the welfare of what should have been his people.
     
  10. Samus Aran

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    Samus, as uninterested as she was in speeches, was doing her best to actually listen and try to come up with a helpful idea beyond cutting a path to wherever Inolossum was bunkered up and dragging him out by a leg. She would still suggest it, but she wasn't a politician. The clean up effort would be out of her expertise. While the discussion continued, she worked her way closer to the front of the crowd before speaking up.

    "...We could look for hard evidence of his assassination attempt before starting the rebellion. It'd weaken his overall support in Elysium if proof of his actions spread around. He probably set it up through some shady groups that could be persuaded to hand the information over to us."
    She cleared her throat and checked her gun arm."Or just break into his office by force and make him surrender. No long, drawn out conflict."
     
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  11. Boba Fett

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    The Mandalorian had been there for awhile, keeping to himself at the back of the room and noting early on from the safety behind his helmet that Hal Jordan was in fact alive after all. He was not entirely sure why he was there other than it had piqued his curiosity and that he wanted to get a proper read on the situation. After all the situation in Elysium was an irritating one, it meant he had less freedom to do his job but at the same time he knew that it wasn't all bad. The dictator types usually paid people like him well while people like those around him suffered, yet unlike the last few times he'd been in a galaxy where a dictator power had managed to seize control he had felt a weird urge to act, he did not really know why.

    Perhaps it was the fact that he was tired of being a lackey for scumbags, perhaps it was the knowledge that these things usually wound up dragging everyone into them eventually whether they wanted to be or not so he may as well get an idea of what both sides were like and perhaps decide whether he wanted any part of it from there. The room went quiet as Hal Jordan started speaking, he reminded him of some naive members of the Rebel Alliance back in the day, but he could not deny the guys passion or the way he held the attention of everyone gathered. Following the man's words other started speaking up and the Mandalorian's gaze flicked from speaker to speaker though his head did not appear to move, it was always handy having a 360 degree view in ones heads up display. It meant he could keep track of everyone in the room and record everything that was said so he could review it later.

    The people kept asking about what would happen after, they were right to ask but the fact they all thought this would be over quickly and easily spoke of their naivety. He wondered how many of them had been in this sort of situation before, when Samus spoke up he eyed the other armoured bounty hunter a moment before pushing from the wall saying"It's not going to be that easy... It never is... The guy will of covered his tracks there likely will be no evidence of Inilossum's involvement at all and once he discovers Jordan is still alive if he doesn't know already you can guarantee that the guy will paint him as a villain, people will likely believe him too... That or be to afraid to speak out... And as for just walking into the guy's office and forcing him to do anything, well that would just be playing into his hands at painting this rebellion as the villains.. "

    His gaze flicked to Hal as he went on pointing at Janeway as he mentioned her"The lady is right, you can make all the pretty speeches you like about how you're going to fight this tyrant and bring him to his knees but this won't get you anywhere if you don't have any idea of what's going to happen if you do win.... You need an idea of that before you even start planning this little rebellion and the answer had better be better a good one if you expect to be followed into this mess" His gaze went around the room as he realised he'd spoken more than he'd meant to and a sigh escaped him, before he added"If this rebellion goes ahead, it'll likely turn into a conflict which draws everyone into it which means collateral damage... It'll also likely not be over quickly... If you disagree that's fair enough think what you like, but you should definitely plan long term rather than short term, especially if you want to win."
     
  12. Samus Aran

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    Samus shifted her head back at Boba Fett. They'd run into each other a few times just from existing in the same circles, but she didn't know him on a personal level. She didn't take well to being made to sound ignorant.

    "...Never said the rebellion had to do it. Could just get rid of him myself. No one else has to get their hands too dirty."
    One dictator wasn't a daunting target compared to hordes of hostile alien lifeforms or repeatedly facing Ridley. She could just leave the area afterwards to avoid whatever law enforcement bothered to pursue her.
     
  13. Yondu Udonta

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    "Or we send somebody t' lure the bastard out."

    Yondu might-a also decided not to go jackin' his jaw around until the right moment, yet once that moment finally came along, he couldn't help but stick hisself out there just a little.

    "I mean, think about it. It's clear Inilossum don't like the poor folks in Undercity. He might-a also suggested that those same folks are under his watch now, and everythin' that goes with it."


    At the same time...people could pretty much color him a li'l spooked at all the brainy types that decided t' show up. They might have a lot more experience at all this 'long-term' stuff than he did, 'cause his decisions pretty much came at the receivin' end of someone else's blaster more often than not.

    "So...what if one-a those same Undercity people just happens t' start spyin' on him?"



    ((ooc--Short post, I know, but I wanted to keep up with everyone else TT_TT ))
     
  14. Moh Kohn

    Moh Kohn The Star Fraction

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    "No."
    Moh's voice came out firmer than he'd expected, and he even took himself back. Still, the bridge was now being crossed; nothing for it but to plough on.

    "An assassination won't solve a thing. Don't you see that? If Inilossum gets shot tonight, there'll be another bastard in his seat ready to carry on where he left off tomorrow. If it's an Undercity citizen who does it, even worse - they'll just speed up the cleansing that Inilossum's already promised and say that the killing proves they were justified all along!"
    Taking a deep breath, Moh ran a hand through the mess of his hair and gathered his thoughts a bit. Easy, comrade, easy, you're supposed to be working with these people. He had to get back to the point, and quick.
    "The guy in the helmet's right, this is going to be a difficult road and in all probability we could be doing this for a long while. We shouldn't lose sight of that, whatever gets said tonight. The fact is, there's no shortcuts to getting rid of the kind of system that produces people like this guy, and that's what we should be thinking about. It's what we have to think about."

    "Look, I'm just some guy, all right? I don't have any monopoly on truth or good tactics here. But what I do know is that this meeting isn't the only place they're talking about getting rid of the tinpot tyrant currently claiming he's got a divine right to rule. There are thousands - hundreds of thousands - of people out there, in the refineries, factories, mining rigs and workshops, all of them knowing that their arses are on the line if Inilossum means even half of what he's saying right now. They're what will swing things in our favour in the end, all of them moving into action together. If this group here gives them something worth fighting for then there's no force in all the galaxy that's going to stop them - and you have my honest-to-Goddess word on that."

    "If we only focus on Inilossum himself, all we're doing is talking about killing the symptom, not the cause. But if we're serious about tackling the disease, then we have to appeal to the workers of all worlds and let them know their fight and our fight is the same damn thing. Clandestine groups, conspiracies, assasinations and stuff - this isn't what changes a system. People do - masses of people, all heaving together. That's what a revolution is, and that's what we have to build here, as far as I'm concerned."

    Well, there it was. In his own way, Moh was surprised it'd taken this long for the old fire and brimstone to break free. He didn't believe in an afterlife, but if he had he'd have wondered if his dad could see him now, and if he would be proud, amused, annoyed or a mixture of all three. Nodding with an embarrassed smile to @Yondu Udonta, who he recognised, Moh cleared his throat with a cough.
    "Er, sorry man. Nothing personal, of course. Anyway, I'm finished."
     
  15. Boba Fett

    Boba Fett Star Wars

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    The way the other helmeted bounty hunter turned her head to face him hinted that she did not approve of him calling her out and yet Boba did not feel guilty about it. Then when she was answering him, a snort escaped him, how could she think assassinating the man was a good idea? That likely would solve nothing except turn public opinion against them all because no matter what it would result in fingers pointing at the rebellion. He got the distinct impression that the person beneath the suit was young, reckless and had likely never been in a situation like this before, he knew she was skilled, good at her job, her record spoke of her talent but being a good bounty hunter did not mean someone was experienced when it came to war. From his experience wars tended to be full of far more mind games, political manoeuvring and general politics, it was often the side which was better at this that eventually won the war, not the side which went in gun blazing. After a moment he spoke"Killing the man would solve nothing, it would remove one man not the political system he has created... I will grant you that sometimes going in guns blazing works, but not in this kind of situation."

    But before he could go further there was another voice speaking up, the blue man and Boba wondered once again how many of the people in the room had actually been in a war or dealt with a problem which went further than dealing with one man. But as the blue man finished speaking there was another voice, Boba's gaze went to Moh and finally he felt he was hearing the voice of a man who understood. The guy was also like Jordan and good at the pretty speeches to, Boba's head instantly started pinging with the thought 'politician' as he listened. He was reminded of a certain princess from back in his own universe, talking about rebellions and revolutions, all it ended in was a galactic war and a lot of collateral damage. If these people could plan long term and accept that people were going to get hurt, die for what they planned to represent then perhaps they would be prepared to risk everything. Though first they needed a bigger cause to fight for than removing a tyrant, they needed a plan for what came next and so he gave Moh a nod, to show the man he approved of his little speech before shifting his gaze to Hal Jordan asking"What's your plan for when this is all over Jordan? If you want us to fight and possibly die for you, you'd best clue us in."
     
  16. Kathryn Janeway

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    Resisting the urge to roll her eyes at those suggesting outright assassination (though she really wished it were that easy or even ethical), Janeway nodded at the masked man as he spoke, agreeing wholeheartedly with his words. No, this wasn't going to be quick and it wasn't going to be easy. She hadn't assumed that for a second, and yet it seemed that there were those in the room with somewhat less experience. Not that she considered herself a politician, though she's had her moments while a Starfleet Captain to make use of her training in diplomacy. Sometimes it worked out, sometimes it didn't. Sometimes it was all a matter of luck over anything else.

    "I agree, any action we take here today is going to have consequences, dire consequences. If any of us agree to this, then it's going to be long, and it's going to be bloody. There's a saying on my world: Rome wasn't built in day. I hope this does blow over quickly, but I doubt it! Let's just say we need to plan ahead, be more clever and more importantly be more organised."


    After that, the dark haired man spoke again. 'No and she arched a brow at him, but quickly realised it had not been her little speech he was referring too. He had a lot to say, mostly agreeing with what had been said already. You make the supposed enemy kill him in cold blood then it only hurt there cause, as well as the many innocent people who may be purged in retaliation for such an action. They needed to look at the bigger picture, see past the symptom in order to cure the disease. They would need numbers, wits and strategy if they could even think about something as big as what was being proposed. Even if they didn't fight, they could supply or support in other ways, if they had the drive and the courage to make a difference. Though at times she had found it easy to forget, everything that had happened during her crews time stuck in the Delta Quadrant, she had never been alone. No one had. They had one ship, and they were one crew, each working in tandem (but not necessarily harmony) to accomplish the otherwise impossible. That was what they would need now, if they were thinking as big as a revolution. Still, if you needed to think big, think bigger!

    Either way, it seemed as though he had gotten his word across, with the helmeted man speaking again in agreement. She would be interested to hear what the man who had called this meeting in the first place had to say.

    "Mr. Jordan?", spoke while looking in his direction. "I think the general consensus is pretty clear. The people want this man out, but more importantly they want to see a change in the system that let him rise in the first place. Though our opinions may vary on just how this should be dealt with, one thing is crystal clear to me at least: this is war!" The words tasted like ashes on her tongue. War wasn't something she would condone in most circumstances, but thinking back on her own planets history, sometimes it was inevitable and perhaps even necessary. Though her world had no need to war amongst itself, there were times when they had been called on to defend themselves from forces such as The Klingons and Romulans. It didn't make it okay to cause the deaths of thousands of innocents caught in the crossfire though.
     
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  17. Lobo

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    Lobo wasn’t one for speeches, for trying to speak about peace. Sure they could try and fix things with just random hope and hearts and minds. But hearts and minds weren’t gonna do much if they were all wiped out by military forces. He knew there were “effective methods” of purging the lower levels of Elysium. And well that one Peacekeeper he’d helped beat on had been a squealer. Some of the shit they were talking about was fragged. Lobo sauntered up to the group and clicked his tongue. “War now this lady gets it. Now yeah heart and minds could win ya back the station, problem is hearts and minds don’t mean a thing if he’s still got all those guns aimed at everyone.” He looked to Jordan, sure he was a rube and a hero but that was better than nothing.

    Lobo wasn’t used to the whole team player thing and probably wouldn’t be for long. But he had a business stake in this whole thing so he wasn’t just gonna walk away. “You might not be able to just pop the bastich but we can tear his army apart.”
     
  18. Hal Jordan

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    There were times when words went through one ear and out the other for the Lantern. And then were moments like this, where it was like everything in his mind just wanted to soak in each and ever word, every detail possible. It must have been the small switch in the brain that differentiated the seriousness of a situation.

    To Hal, all who'd spoken seemed like they were all pointed at the same endzone. But each seemed to have a different gameplan. Some wanted to put the man down and call it a day, others wanted a full-on war. And Hal, he'd seem this before.

    'This is War.' Hal said as he rose once more. 'But if we win this, I'll be taking over as General Secretary. Where I alongside the people will work towards removing Fascists and opportunists from all positions of power. And to rebuild it under a system that won't allow such people to flourish or excel.' The was the dream. To correct the system from the roots upward.

    But that wasn't their current reality. 'To get there. We will have to fight. I've already taken the liberty to secure data on a number of frontier outposts and re-education camps.' Thanks to Brunnhilde. 'We, unfortunately, won't get the leisure of just taking down the General and fixing all our problems. If he dies another General will just take his place.' While it hurt Hal to say this, he knew it was true.

    There were few times where he'd actually called for outright war. 'Now. I tend to keep away from ending lives or harming those I don't have to. But those outposts and camps won't be taken with a couple of nicely written words. In the coming days, I'll be flying out to dispatch them. After which some of my Corpsmen will begin to seize ships and assets to better arm our Rebellion. During that time we'll broadcast a message to the people of Elysium, hoping they'll heed our message.'

     
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  19. Samus Aran

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    Oh, so suggesting that they kill one man was bad since that wouldn't solve the issue, but they were all acknowledging that this was going to turn into a large conflict anyway. Alright then, so this was just a giant government meeting with a side of actual war talk. There wasn't much of a reason for her to suggest anything else. Let the more informed people discuss the specifics and then point at what needed destroying later. Or was that the Lantern Corps job now? Samus scanned the room and decided to relent on her original point.

    "That's a plan. I guess I'll be in contact if you need any assistance with...any of that."
     
  20. Lobo

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    Lobo looked to Jordan, sure he wanted to keep on the moral side of things, which was probably gonna get them all fragged but hey he was along with the ride. Lobo stepped up to the table and pulled out his shotgun, popping the shells out and slamming the weapon down on the table. "Alright Jordan, you want this done your way...I'll play ball..mostly. This threatens my payday and I doubt Herr Douchenfertz it gonna take care of the space wild life...the dolphins." He leaned forward and cracked his neck, locking his eyes with Hal to try and make his "payment" clear This war was gonna have casualties and there was only one real innocent party there and he wanted them protected no matter what.

    "Jordan, you want another heavy hitter, there's just one thing I want and you can take a guess what it is."