I wasn't even getting the notices from HCRealms that you were making moves. Still havimg trouble keeping on top of things.

Turn 4a:
1) Katma Tui takes pours over the text of the Non-Disclosure Agreement. 17 - 10 = need 7. Rolled 3,5=8 hit! Non-Disclosure takes 3 - 1 toughness = 2 clicks.

Free) Mr. Miracle will Perplex his own Def to 19.

The rest clear

The Green Lantern Corps (And Friends):

1) [2] E Katma Tui - 89 D17 @
2) John Stewart (CJ R Green Lantern) - 81 N19
3) R Mr. Miracle - 64 M12 (Def 19)
4) Lightray (LE DC75 Bart Allen) – 120 N12


The Cantankerous, Clever, Confounding Contract of Manga Khan:

1) Choice of Law Clause (U FF:IH General Thunderbolt Ross) - H13 @
2) Non-Disclosure Agreement (E Zangief) (5/7) - D16 @
3) Force Majeure (E Big Barda) - L12
4) No-Contest Clause (V Unus the Untouchable) - J9 @
5) Severability Clause (E Shanna) - M13 @
6) Reserve Clause (V Mockingbird) – G8


http://www.ianparmenter.com/hcutils/...-68&u1=x-541y8

Turn 4B:

1) Reserve Clause moves in to threaten Katman, leaping to E17.

2) Force Majeure attacks Scott Free, rolling (2, 3) for a miss.

The Green Lantern Corps (And Friends):

1) [2] E Katma Tui - 89 D17 @
2) John Stewart (CJ R Green Lantern) - 81 N19
3) R Mr. Miracle - 64 M12 (Def 19)
4) Lightray (LE DC75 Bart Allen) – 120 N12


The Cantankerous, Clever, Confounding Contract of Manga Khan:

1) Choice of Law Clause (U FF:IH General Thunderbolt Ross) - H13
2) Non-Disclosure Agreement (E Zangief) (5/7) - D16
3) Force Majeure (E Big Barda) - L12 @
4) No-Contest Clause (V Unus the Untouchable) - J9
5) Severability Clause (E Shanna) - M13
6) Reserve Clause (V Mockingbird) – E17 @

http://www.ianparmenter.com/hcutils/...130&u1=x-541y8

I had this all typed in and it bounced me out. Just going to post the results.

Turn 5a
1) Katma Tui swings at Non-Disclosure and hits for 2.

2) John shoots himself in the foot with a critical miss.

3) Mr. Miracle swings and misses.

4) Lightray does a drive by on Choice of Law and hits for 1. Ends in C13.

The Green Lantern Corps (And Friends):

1) [2] E Katma Tui - 89 D17 @@
2) John Stewart (CJ R Green Lantern) - 81 (5/6) N19 @
3) R Mr. Miracle - 64 M12 (Def 19) @
4) [1] Lightray (LE DC75 Bart Allen) – 120 C13 @


The Cantankerous, Clever, Confounding Contract of Manga Khan:

1) Choice of Law Clause (U FF:IH General Thunderbolt Ross) (2/3) - H13
2) Non-Disclosure Agreement (E Zangief) (3/7) - D16
3) Force Majeure (E Big Barda) - L12 @
4) No-Contest Clause (V Unus the Untouchable) - J9
5) Severability Clause (E Shanna) - M13
6) Reserve Clause (V Mockingbird) – E17 @

http://www.ianparmenter.com/hcutils/...1&u12=x-378y68

5B:

1) Severability Clause swings at Miracle and misses with (3, 2).

2) Non-Disclosure attacks Katma with CCE. Rolls (1, 5) for a miss.

3) No-Contest shoots at Miracle, rolls (5, 2) for a miss.

4) Choice of Law moves to C14.

The Green Lantern Corps (And Friends):

1) [2] E Katma Tui - 89 D17 @@
2) John Stewart (CJ R Green Lantern) - 81 (5/6) N19 @
3) R Mr. Miracle - 64 M12 (Def 19) @
4) [1] Lightray (LE DC75 Bart Allen) – 120 C13 @


The Cantankerous, Clever, Confounding Contract of Manga Khan:

1) Choice of Law Clause (General Thunderbolt Ross) (2/3) - C14 @
2) Non-Disclosure Agreement (E Zangief) (3/7) - D16 @
3) Force Majeure (E Big Barda) - L12
4) No-Contest Clause (V Unus the Untouchable) - J9 @
5) Severability Clause (E Shanna) - M13 @
6) Reserve Clause (V Mockingbird) – E17

http://www.ianparmenter.com/hcutils/...1&u12=x-378y68

your going to have to help me with the experience portion of this game since I am not sure how you get it

6:
free) scott will bump up his defence to 19 again
all clear

The Green Lantern Corps (And Friends):

1) [2] E Katma Tui - 89 D17
2) John Stewart (CJ R Green Lantern) - 81 (5/6) N19
3) R Mr. Miracle - 64 M12 (Def 19)
4) [1] Lightray (LE DC75 Bart Allen) – 120 C13


The Cantankerous, Clever, Confounding Contract of Manga Khan:

1) Choice of Law Clause (General Thunderbolt Ross) (2/3) - C14 @
2) Non-Disclosure Agreement (E Zangief) (3/7) - D16 @
3) Force Majeure (E Big Barda) - L12
4) No-Contest Clause (V Unus the Untouchable) - J9 @
5) Severability Clause (E Shanna) - M13 @
6) Reserve Clause (V Mockingbird) – E17

http://www.ianparmenter.com/hcutils2...17&t4=x371y-85

btw I can't seem to be able to move any of the tokens in the map we might have to convert the game to the new maptool

I converted the map to the new site for out convinience, here is the link again
http://www.ianparmenter.com/hcutils2...17&t4=x371y-85

I am still getting notices for this thread, so I will help you out with that. Are you going to take over the team?

I do not think so, but I will be using this issue as training for when I get my own team

Hey, Furby - you're welcome to keep playing with this game for practice, but for the purposes of the story I'm posting the official "Ending." Which is also sort of the ending of the GLC, though the REAL wrap-up, insofar as there IS one, will be in the epilogue to the annuals.

Anyway, here it is:
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End Post:

The doors to Manga Kahn’s reception chamber burst open and Katma Tui marched through with John Stewart, Lightray, and Mr. Miracle all following in her wake. She approached Manga Kahn with authority and no small amount of pleasure as she raised the contract in her hand.

“You’ve been undone, Kahn,” she said with an aloof smile as Kahn turned slowly around to face them. His robotic assistant L-Ron shuffled quietly out of the way of the confrontation.

“Fie and zounds,” the golden-plated monarch shouted back, swirling his cape imperiously and raising a finger in the air. “Such dubious declarations do paint your character in shades of pompous puce, my petite pulchritudinous plaintiff.”

“This isn’t pomposity,” she raised an eyebrow, allowing her smile to grow slightly larger as she pushed the contract against his chest with a dull thunk. “We’ve won. We found a loophole; Scott is coming with us.”

“BAH!” he shouted, shaking both fists in the air before pulling loose the contract from her hand and holding it up for examination. “The Mighty, Merciless, Magnificently Manicured Manga Kahn produces none but contractual obligations of the most air-tight variety! You shalt uncover LOOPHOLE NONE within these punctilious patois-packed pages.”

“Thaaat’s where you’re wrong, Kahn,” Mr. Miracle spoke up, stepping to Katma’s side with a broad grin of his own. She nodded down to him and moved slightly aside. “See, according to rider b in the fifth ‘graph of section 46, under Proviso 14F, the contract is voided if Scott Free – that’s me – ever fails to escape from a trap, snare, shackle, manacle, chain, lock, safe, unsafe, net, noose, or other machination devised by the Great Manga Kahn.”

“Of course, imbecilic infidel! We leashed you by our legal legerdemain precisely and exclusively for your skills as an escapist both elite and erudite. Were failure to sully your sterling pseudonym, the only Miracle this Mister would need master is the solicitous panhandler’s art.”

“Yeah, I get that,” Scott nodded, shrugging his shoulders. “And so I think we can both agree that I’ve completely failed to find a way to escape my contract.”

“Naturally!”

“The contract which you created specifically to trap me in your service…”

“No soddish simpleton, inter- or intrastellar of origin, no matter his perceived perspicacity, can defeat the cleverly constructed contractual confines of Manga Kahn.”

“And so, having failed to escape from this trap you devised, I appear to have voided my contract.”

“Of COURSE you aren’t! And why would IiiwwWWWWHHHAATT?!?”

“Yep. Sorry, Kahn – hate to disappoint, but every man has limits.”

“But—you—b-but—rrRROBOT! To me at once!” Kahn swirled around, searching the room with his gaze until he saw the wide rectangular golden head of L-Ron peeking out from behind the great throne.

“Yes, sir,” the small robot said, as if it would have sighed if it could.

“Explain to these jackanapes why they are wrong! At once!” he swirled on his heels and stabbed a finger toward Miracle and Katma. “Now you had best be thyselves prepared for a bureaucratic beatdown of the verbal variety!”

“Actually, sir, by the wording of the contract and your own admission of intent, their reasoning is perfectly sound. And legal. Mr. Miracle is free to go if he wishes.”

“WwwwwWWHHHAAAA!??”

As Kahn began shaking his fists at the heavens and shouting in increasingly indecipherable gibberish, John tilted his head toward the door.

“Let’s get out of here. We’ve lost too much time already and the faster we get back the more lives we save.”

“Sure thing,” Miracle said. “So, you never fully laid out the situation here—what am I… hold on.”

He turned back and held out a hand toward L-Ron.

“Hey, little guy – you wanna come with?”

“Uh… me? Leave with you?” L-Ron asked. He turned around to watch Manga Kahn who was still ranting and raving, seeming to be having a spirited shouting argument with one of the walls. Rubbing the front of his square head, he turned back.

“But you’re going into Apokaliptian space… there’s a high risk of destruction there.”

“You’d rather stay here?” Miracle lifted his brow. “I mean, that’s fine if it’s what you want, but I figured even deathly danger would be an improvement over nurse-maiding that yutz.”

“You… make a fine point,” L-Ron agreed, running to them on his tiny legs.

“Okay, John. Katma. We’re ready to go,” Miracle smiled. “So as I was saying – what exactly is it you need me for again?”

“Apokalips is using your escape as an excuse to wage war on New Genesis,” Lightray said. “It is believed by some that returning you to Darkseid’s pits would remove his justification and end the war.”

“But,” Katma cut in before Mr. Miracle’s face had the chance to turn completely white. “I don’t agree. Darkseid will wage his war however he can. Now that we have you back, I think we need to find a better way to end this. One that doesn’t require us to abandon someone to torture and suffering.”

“The high road may feel better, Kat,” John said quietly. “But it’s a hell of a lot harder to walk for long. You ready to accept the consequences, here?”

“Aren’t you?” she looked to him. He smiled with just the outermost edge of his mouth.

“Of course. I just wanted to make sure you knew what you were getting into.”

“Something you’re going to learn about me,” she smirked over her shoulder as she lit up with an emerald glow and took flight. “I always know what I’m getting into.”

John smiled and shook his head as he went to follow her. Sighing under his breath, he said “I’m gonna marry that woman someday…”
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Hal slowed the car as he approached her house. His brother Jack had loaned him his car… well, “loaned” in that he hadn’t said no to the proposition. Hal just had to get the pristine ’56 Corvette back into Jack’s garage before his brother got back from work. No problem.

He rolled up to the curb and got out, leaning against the passenger door and folding his arms. Waiting, he watched the door. Any minute, now, she’d walk out. His heart was racing like it wanted to leap out of his chest and run away. The woman always got to him. Had ever since he first met her – well, since he met her the second time. He first met her when they were both little kids. The second time… they were still practically kids, really, but more than old enough for him to know exactly what he was feeling when he saw her.

The door opened and Carol Ferris walked out. God… his heart just stopped. She locked the door and turned to go down the steps of her front porch. She looked perfect in her sleek suit, raven hair bouncing as she came down. When her face came up and her eyes locked with his, he already had his smile in place and ready for her. She stopped cold and her keys and purse fell from her hand to the stone walk with a light clink.

“Hi, Carol.”

“Y-you… what are you…”

He pushed off from the car and walked across the lawn to her. He could feel the electricity between them getting stronger with every step. The closer they were, the more powerful it felt. It had always been there, try as they might to ignore it. And lord, had they tried. Both at times pushing away from the other in the “will-they-won’t-they” dance that had defined their relationship for all the years they’d known each other.

He took her shoulders in his hands and she still hadn’t found the words she was looking for.

“It’s okay,” he smiled, leaning down. “I know.”

The kiss was as powerful as it was brief. She lingered, her eyes closing slightly, almost giving in as her body went slightly weak. Then her eyes shot open, her brows furrowed, and she shoved him away. The next thing he felt was the strength of her right hook and he spun to the ground just from the shock of it.

“Damn,” he said, laughing a little in surprise. “I guess a slap wouldn’t have sufficed? Or just a hello?”

“Who in the hell do you think you are?!” she demanded as he got back to his feet. She wasn’t much shorter than him and in her professional heels she could stare him eye-to-eye. Any other man would have been intimidated by the strength of her presence. He was… something else.

“Carol, listen…”

“No! No, Hal, goddammit you listen! For once in your selfish life, listen to somebody other than yourself. Do you have any idea what you put me through? How many times I swore to myself that I would never let you in again? And then after all that time, I let myself give in. I let myself feel something for you, let myself trust you. You were different, you said. Things had changed, you said. Then, just when it’s getting serious, you disappear! Not a call, not an email, not a—a damned text. You don’t show up for work, your friends haven’t seen you, nobody knows where you are… I thought you were dead! I thought something happened to you in the invasion and you died somewhere.”

“Carol, I’m sorry. I’m so… it wasn’t supposed to happen like that. I meant every word I said when I—“

“When you said it. That’s the problem with you, Hal – you always mean what you say when you say it. Then that moment passes and something else comes up. But it isn’t just… if you were just unreliable, it wouldn’t be as bad. No, you’re worse than that – you’re the most selfish man I’ve ever met. You get people to need you, to rely on you, to—to love you, and then you desert them. I’ll bet you don’t even know how many people you’ve hurt in your life, do you?”

“I never meant to hurt you,” he said, reaching out his hand. She pulled away.

“No, you just didn’t care if you did. Because as good as you are with words and putting on your show and making the whole world fall in love with the Hal Jordan show, it’s still always about you, isn’t it?”

“You’re being unfair,” he frowned. This was all unraveling so quickly. It hurt worse than anything he’d suffered in space, and he was losing the ability to put the pieces back together again. “I didn’t want to go. I never wanted to go! All those times… it wasn’t like I asked for it. Things happened and I had to… to… I’ve got responsibilities. Things… extenuating circumstances. And I wanted to come back, to tell you everything, but the longer it took the more I felt like it would just make it all worse. But there were reasons I had to leave that had nothing to do with you and me.”

“There are always reasons, aren’t there? Excuses, explanations, each more convenient and convoluted than the last. So fine, why not? Regale me, Mr. Jordan – what’s the reason you had to leave me hanging and never say a single word to me or anybody you knew for two years. I want to hear this.”

“I… it…” How could he explain? He couldn’t tell her that the Guardians had recalled him to Oa, stuck him with probation and a trainee to break in and then it was Sinestro and the Yellow Lanterns and alien rebellions and slavers and crime syndicates and being lost on distant planets… She didn’t know he was Green Lantern, and now that his ring had been stripped from him he couldn’t prove it even if he wanted to tell her everything.

Her face hardened as he struggled. He was losing her. Again.

“It’s complicated,” he said. It was pathetic and he knew it. But what could he say? He was trapped.

“Of course it is. It always is, isn’t it? Well, let me un-complicate this for you – I never want to see you again. I got used to living in a Hal-Jordan-Free world and now I want to get back to it.”

“Carol, don’t,” he said as she started to walk away. “This wasn’t… it wasn’t supposed to be like this. I thought that if I could just—“

“Just what? Just show up in a hot car looking like—like—like you always look and I’d just be swept into your spell and swoon for you? That you’d kiss me and I’d be yours? I’d love you and forgive you and everything would go back to the way it was? I’ll bet you even figured you’d get your job back at Ferris, too.”

She stopped when she saw the look on his face. “Oh. My. God! You did! You show up after two years and think you can just waltz back into my life and your old job in one fell swoop. Well tough news, hot shot – the only thing you can ride is this.”

She gave him the middle finger and walked to her car. He tried to follow her, but she slammed her door and fired up the engine to drown him out. She drove away quickly, leaving him standing in her driveway with nothing to say.

She was right. What had he thought was going to happen? He looked down at his hand; his right fist was clenching and unclenching.

“I don’t need the ring,” he said to his hand, forcing it to open and still the unconscious movements. He’d spent so long being Green Lantern, he’d forgotten how to be himself. Now that he was back again, all the old things he’d been before felt unfamiliar and many of them were just not what he wanted anymore. But what did he want? Who was the person he wanted to be?

“Who is Hal Jordan?” he asked. It was a question he hadn’t needed to answer in a very long time. In a way, deep down, he wasn’t sure if he’d ever asked it. But it was time, now.

He got back in the ‘vette and turned the engine. Sighing, he rested his wrists on the wheel and looked ahead. He had no idea where his road was leading. He hoped Carol was at the end of it; if nothing else, seeing her again proved that he felt something deeper and stronger for her than he’d ever realized before. But if that was going to happen, he would have to do something he hadn’t really worked at before. He was going to have to earn her. He was going to have to be a good enough man to deserve her. Not just a good pilot, not just the right kind of scoundrel to get her to say yes; he had to be a better man.

He pulled ahead and eased down the road. Time to choose a path. Time to answer the question. Finally, in the middle of his third decade of life, he was going to figure out who he wanted to be when he grew up.
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Carol pulled her car off the road before she got to the freeway and put it in park. She couldn’t see the road through her tears. Collapsing on the steering wheel, her body shook with her silent sobs.

Why did she have to love him so damned much?

The End.