Mighty Morphin Power Rangers- Season 1

[thatguy12]

OOC: http://roleplayerguild.com/showthrea...ngers-Season-1

Screams. People screaming. Innocent people at that, but at what the man trapped in darkness couldn't figure out, seeing as how he was trapped. There was a massive heatsource someplace close, making the trapped warrior even more uncomfortable, barely able to make a move, he simply cried out.

"Someone help me out here!" The trapped, wrapped in preserving armor yelled out. He knew that through all the other sounds, his own would be carried away by the winds of despair. So he took his one thing of power and value, a simple red ring his father had given him as a boy. And he kissed it goodbye...

NOW

The young man moaned and jerked himself awake, his body covered a sheen of sweat. "Shit," he whispered and looked at the time on his bedstand, it was about 6 o'clock, "same dream," he groaned and got up from his futon bed, taking a long hard look around at his walls covered in models and actresses in skimpy outfits, and a few cool red cars.

"It's always the same dream," he shook his head and grabbed the silver ring on his bedstand, and mindlessly slipped it on before heading to the barely working shower for his day of school.

[Regomania]

THEN

As the people ran and screamed, one young asian woman stopped, as she took of a necklace, and placed it gently into a crack in the road. She connected her dangling sleeves together, and slowly walked into the chaos.

NOW

Charlie woke up from her long sleep, and hopped out of her bed. She quickly and surely got ready, brushing and putting her long brown hair up into a low pony tail. She gave her mom and dad both a kiss and a hug. "See ya Dad." Charlie said, grabbing a piece of toast and walking outside. She lifted out a necklace from under her top, and rested it above her chest.

[Rubikon]

it's all gone

[Regomania]

((there was a post here))

[thatguy12]

(Ooc: Regomania, could you please wait till everybody else has made an intro post?)

[Regomania]

(Ooc:right, post changed.)

[Mattmanganon]

THEN

gunfire sounded all around, no matter where he pointed his gun, he hit something that was trying to kill him, his weapon ran out of power. this looked to be the end, the Soldier grabbed his Dog Tags and kissed them before drawing his sword and charging headfirst into the flames, screaming a scream that would tear the courage from any man.

NOW

*BZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZ* the sleeping Collin awoke and rolled off of the bed onto his front, performing his early morning push-ups before getting to his feet. After a shower and a shave he donned his Silver Guardians uniform Angel Grove Devision it said on the side. "Why the hell not Silver Hills?" he muttered before walking downstairs and climbing into the large SUV parked out the front and then set off to base for the Morning Briefing.

[guardj]

THEN

He hadn't even been at the temple. He had been off somewhere, reclining back against a big tree, in the shade, fading in and out of sleep. When he heard the explosions, the fighting, he suddenly snapped awake, and looked down the hill towards where the only home he had ever known was suddenly enveloped in Chaos. He screamed out in protest, and took off running down the hill. Hopefully he could make it back there in time to do some kind of good...

NOW

Craig had been up for a few hours already, doing a light workout, and some meditation. He looked down at his watch, and noticed it was time to get ready for school. Time to quickly jump in a shower and get dressed. Craig sighed, and cracked his knuckles as he stood. He wasn't wild about school today. Not sure why he had this feeling, just that he was unsettled about today. Some kind of bad feeling that was nagging at him, that he couldn't shake. As he stepped into the shower, he shook hs head hard, trying to shake the bad vibes out, but they wouldn't go away.

[Eyeris]

Fire lapped up the walls, licking the wood greedily, consuming the town. Fire seemed to be everywhere, yet it still found fuel to grow.

Where are my companions?

She looked around for help, but the fire was her only company. She had lost her weapon in the ashes somewhere behind her. She bore only her shield now, she knocked aside falling timber, tongues of flame and debris.

Where is Merlin?

~~~

After hours of pressing and pulling her thick nappy hair, the mirror reflected the same dismal pile of curls as before. If I keep growing out my hair I can cover my face. She tugged at it experimentally. If I was a boy they might be sexy, I could tell girls that they were battle scars, they would swoon. She frowned. That’s stupid.

Dahlia barely touched her breakfast, her stomach was already full of dread. It was the first day of school. School was a place to lock up children under the pretense of academia. Teachers had an easy job of creating misery, the student-body accomplished this themselves. They used any excuse to inflict humiliation on one another; you could being the wrong clique, wearing the wrong clothes, say the wrong thing, simply existing was the most common offense.

She expressed her ire to her mother, who rolled her eyes. “You are exaggerating.” She pushed a cup of creamy chai tea toward her daughter. She made authentic masala for special occasions. Her and her mother had very different definitions of 'special'. “It is early, you are so grumpy in the mornings. You will feel better after some tea and sunlight.” Her mother was already dressed for work, powder-blue scrubs and huge non-slip-clogs.

Dahlia took a sip from her cup, and still frowned. “I had a bad dream last night.”

“Hmm.” Her mother nodded sympathetically resting her elbows on the kitchen counter. “That can ruin your morning.”

“It was the fire again...”

“The fire again, Honey?” Her mother’s brow knit with concern, she sat at the table beside her daughter. "You haven't talked about the fire for a long time."

“B-But it was different. I had... I had a shield. I was looking for... Merlin.”

“Merlin?” The woman arched her brow and laughed. “These might be important symbols of your subconscious. Let me see, your search for Merlin might represent... a search for inner strength... or... your search for true love!”

“Mom!” Dahlia buried her face in her hands. Soon the tea was finished and they were in the car, Dahlia was dropped off and left alone on the sidewalk. She sighed, slumping her shoulders and dropping her head as she walked. She passed under the huge imposing sign which read: Angel Grove High School

[thatguy12]

the gentlemanly warrior, trapped in a burning building could do nothing as his life left his surroundings. He slipped the ring on and tried one last ditch attempt at freeing himself. The wooden pillar was what kept him pinned, and if he could get that off of him, he could do the rest pretty easy. Outside, people still screamed as unseen forces of an unleashed ancient black magic wreaked havok on their community...

NOW

Aron stepped out of his room, having showered, his ring fit snuggly on his right middle finger, the red ruby sitting on it looking a little dull. He yawned and walked out to the kitchen, which had a view of their living room. Both rooms in complete disarray. Neither him nor his alcoholic father found much interest in cleaning up after his mother left them.

Aron grabbed himself some toast and a banana before seeing his father walk in and pass him without even a hello and to the recliner which sat in front of the television screen and turned it on.

"Hello to you too," Aron said sarcastically as he watched his father pick up a whiskey bottle near the recliner.

"Shut your ungrateful mouth kid," his father mumbled and took a sip, "and go to school,"

"What do you think I'm doing?" Aron asked him with a roll of his eyes, then left the kitchen to brush his teeth and grab his red backpack. It complimented his dark red shirt and black baggy pants, "bye," he told his dad as he neared the door, hardly a tinge of emotion in the word as he walked outside.