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Fo... Fowe- Flowers...! Aha! Flowers!

...She is learning how to read alien languages.

Bandwagons

bsky.app/profile/lant...

A... Both for lip locking?

Humans tend to have weird reactions.

bsky.app/profile/lant...

"Do you hope?" she asked, her voice static amongst the comms. In the fading dreams, a hand slowly reached out. "I do," they replied, opening their eyes for the first time. "I hope to become the human my father always wanted me to be."

Starter call;

♡ for a starter of varying length
Repost for plot

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Me when I clocked on shift ten minutes early and then finished shift twenty minutes late

"Thank you. And certainly! Hope is a fun name, too, from what I have been told."

A smile rested on her face now, hands clapped together in excitement. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Conner!"

she ended up becoming a lantern as she hopes to help him achieve his dream and become a "human," and after finding out her creator was alive, now hopes to find him, too, to show her progress.

and the satellite were destroyed during one of Darkseid's attacks on Earth. She had been in a sleep chamber when passing Blue Lantern's found her, bringing her back to their home planet.

H.O.P.E. does use she/they pronouns as they were often used by her creator, and he was also the reason

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H.O.P.E. is short for Holographic Online Personal Equerry, a name given to her by the Lanterns who found her after the destruction of her creator's home place. She was intially made to be a companion and assistant to those who would visit the "hotel" satellite. Unfortunately, her creator (father)

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She needs to powerdown for the night, but she needs a place to charge along with a way to charge her ring.

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"Holographic Online Personal Equerry, or as my team prefers to call me... Hope."

A lot less than a mouthful and perhaps part of that name came from her Creator as a gift.

"My team consists of aliens who I've come in contact with and human treats are not... Their domain?" She tilted her head in confusion as she spoke, trying to think of the right word.

"Those! The sweet round treats that humans consume on random intervals during holidays. I cannot consume them, so feel free to have them all!"

A happy little trill~!

"They said the origin is earth in nature and if my creator was still alive, it was something he would have eaten."

It's cookies. She is just illiterate with human terms.