Angel Grove, once just another city in the huge expanse of America was changed into a focal point for all manner of supernatural and unexplainable events caused by extraterrestrials who wanted to interfere with the human race for either the human’s benefit or their own. Under normal circumstances this constant battle for balance would have rendered the relatively small city of Angel Grove nothing more than a fine layer of dust on the crust of the planet. Luckily for the inhabitants of Angel Grove they had resident protectors of good living in their own fair city. Theses powered individuals were the Power Rangers. With their amazing powers and enormous Zords and Megazords, the Power Rangers protected the city before they ended the events for good by sealing away the evil trio of Rita Repulsa, Rito Repulso and Lord Zed. After the evil trio was locked away, the Power Rangers disappeared from the face of the Earth and soon fell into legend.

The citizens never forgot about the Power Rangers or the foes they fought and while most were content to think back on they Ranger’s battle with appreciative respect, some instead used their likeness to earn gain wealth and fame. These select few began to transform the once normal American city into one big tourist trap themed around the Power Rangers. Every street corner had someone peddling knock-off Power Rangers toys and most food restaurants had some clever pun cuisine based off of a villain that the hero faced. To all outsiders the city was like something out of a child’s imagination but to most living in the city it was a nightmare. This was not the case for Matt Howard.

Matt wasn’t a mega-fan of the Rangers like he had been in his youth but he still had a decent amount of admiration for the group and thought the ‘themed’ city that he lived in was a cool experience that he could always look back on if he ever moved out of Angel Grove. On nice days like today he really enjoyed the aesthetic of his home city as he walked down to the grocery store. The constant hum of cars and and sounds of various commercials for the latest Rangers paraphernalia was somehow soothing to the teen which brought a smile to his face that could only be taken away with his need to interact with others. Matt took a deep breathe and entered the store, a task which seemed monumental at the time but in the coming days this small act would become minuet compared to the challenges ahead.

Tamsyn Oliverus used to be in a coma until she woke up. She claimed to be Thomas Tattersall a knight of serving under King Richard the Lionheart. She was of course comitted to a psychiatric hospital to get the treatment she needed.

What no one knows is she's telling the truth. Tamsyn was never going to wake up for her coma, through magic roughly a thousand years ago a knight's conciousness was thrusted forward and found a home in a new land in a new younger body.

The patient would not go quietly into the gentle night, she fought but her new weaker body was no match for the big brutes in white cotton and their evil needles. She was kept at least partially sedated at all times to prevent injury to herself and the staff.

Unlike his parents who despised the fact that Angel Grove had seemingly become a city-wide them park for the Power Rangers, and would have moved out long ago if they could afford it, Justin admitted openly that it was a good way to make money. Not that it changed the fact that he could only sell so much ranger colored ice cream before the "clever" pun names became annoying. Still there were worse places to work than at the Smudgey Swirl ice cream shop.

Haven just taken a customer's order he scooped up the banana, strawberry, bubblegum, blackberry, blueberry ice cream for their "First Five" ice cream boat and handed it over to the kid that ordered it. Since there was no one who wanted to order and everything had already been stocked earlier, he had some time for himself. Making sure to keep an eye on the counter he took out his 3 year old phone and started surfing the web.

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Tamora Jean Callhoun was a thrill seeker, and adrenaline junkie, and an all around hooligan. She lived for pushing her car to its limits and taking breakneck corners and curves.

But currently, she was driving a safe twenty-five miles an hour through town. Between her and her best friend on the face of the earth, Jin-Woo Pak, She was the only one who could drive. She didn't mind it, though. If anything, Jin-woo kept her grounded when he was in the car with her, so she'd be more focused on not crashing and injuring the poor boy.

"Is this a safe enough speed, Jeanie? Or should I move a little slower to avoid any pebbles on the road?" She teased a little as a local rock radio station played softly in the background. Just loud enough to listen to, but still hold a conversation with.

The boy gave a tiny snort, before replying with heavy sarcasm.
"I'm sorry Tam, I don't think there are any pebbles left to run over. All dust now." He sighed, shaking his head melodramatically.
"Poor suckers."

"Speaking of suckers." Tamora waved a single hand about, only half focused on the conversation. "We should go and get some ice cream. Heard the Smudgey Swirl has a new flavor or something."

Inspired by one of the many villains that the Rangers fought in the days of yore, the Smudgey Swirl Ice cream shop was another tourist-y Ranger themes attractions around town, often carrying flavors named after the zords, rangers, or the mosnters.

"What do you say?" She reared to a stop and looked at her longtime friend.

Jeanie gave a simple shrug, which to most might seem like simple indifference. Tamora, on the other hand would know this shrug to mean 'you're the boss'.
"As long as I'm paying."

Tamora shrugged back. She knew that she couldn't tell him no, especially since he was offering. It seemed like a mutual agreement between the two, and the young racer stepped on the gas and pushed the speed limit. She might have something simple. Ice cream was a victor's treat, and making it through the day unharmed seemed enough to celebrate.

The short car ride was as to be expected. Many of Tamora's songs played, and she couldn't help but sing along as they went on their way, Jeanie occasionally joining along in chorus, but it wasn't long until they reached their destination.

Tamora settled her car down and went on inside with Jeanie, holding the door for him and letting it go as she entered behind him. At the counter was a kid from school. She had seen his face a few times before, and since the parlor was quiet, it gave her the chance to focus in on his face. No, he wasn't a racer, he was just another kid in the crowd.

"Hey," She greeted him casually as she walked to the counter. "Can I have a... Large Brainy-Blueberry in a cone?" She looked over to Jeanie and motioned him up. "What do you want?"

Another shrug. Jeanie was already fishing through his pocket, seemingly more concerned about paying for Tamora than actually getting anything himself.

Tamora had to genlty launch her elbow into his side to get him to pay attention. Selfless, she thought simply. She had a few more words, but they weren't nearly as child friendly. "Flavor." She said to him, trying to get him to actually make an outright decision on his own.

He in turn stuck his tongue out in response, pausing to think before responding.

"...I'll take a chocolate cone then."

Tamora left a single dollar bill on the counter and smirked to Jin-Woo. "Gotta contribute some way. Can't let you have all the glory."

He rolled his eyes, putting down the exact amount. Thought the smirk wasn't returned, his eyes showed more than enough.

"Consider the dollar a tip."

Tamsyn was sure to notice the increase of foot traffic outside her room, even in her sedated state. Her caretakers probably didn't mention it directly to her, to not get her hopes up, but it was a scheduled volunteer day at the mental hospital. Some of the more agreeable patients were allowed to speak to and even play with volunteers who wanted to make them smile. While adults did volunteer, the main body was composed of teenagers. Fliers were posted all around Angel Grove High School, increasing the number of young men and women who wanted to help out those who couldn't help themselves, or something like that.

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"Zordon, activity on the moon has run rampant." A synthetic voice whined, a robotic body pacing quickly back and fourth, looking at screens and monitors, tapping various panels. "First, our view of Rita's palace has gone dark, and energy readings are spiking for the first time in many years, Ay yi yi..."

He was given no response. The robot looked to a large cylindrical tube in the back of the room. It glowed a faint blue-green color, but his boss was not there.

He should have figured as much. Since the rangers had broken the rules, Zordon trusted only his faithful robot companion, Alpha Five. Zordon would have to concede eventually. They both knew what these readings meant, it was only a matter of time before a second war on earth broke out.

And he had no one to fight for earth.

Thomas was rather perturbed by the extra commotion outside her dungeon. It was disturbing her tracking of the armorless guards who kept her under some evil spell. She began tracking their movements in hopes of breaking free from this cursed place.

Her captor came in introducing some brat. She paid no attention to the words, as barbaric and uneducated as they were. The brat especially sounded like an imbecile. She been lulling them into a false sense of security but they still were kept under some evil spell which proved some sort of intelligence but nothing would keep a knight down, just make it harder.

She stared at the imbecilic child before her, eyeing him up and down scanning for weaknesses. Truly remarkable how a weak, pathetic child like this could survive. As soon as her captor felt the brat was safe or whatever he left.

"Telleth me whither I am." The imbecilic child clearly did not understand the King's English. Thus was far stupider than she initially thought and of absolutely no use. "Hence with thee!" She shoved the imbecilic child away. The imbecilic child took the shoving as provocation to attack. Even under the spell this imbecilic child was no match for her. She broke his arm like a twig. Which caused the imbecilic child to scream and cry like a baby. The armorless guards came in and put her further under the spell of her captor. "I wilt killeth thee." She mumbled just as she was rendered unconscious.

Justin had barely found something to read when two customers entered. He quickly put his phone away and waited for them to make their choice. As they got closer to the counter he recognized them as people he saw around school occasionally. When the girl greeted him he smiled and greeted her back. After she made her order he grabbed a cone and scooped up the blue-berry ice cream.

Her friend unfortunately had more difficulties deciding what he wanted, but there was no one in line behind them so that didn't really matter. Eventually he too came to a decision and Justin prepared the chocolate ice cream cone. He didn't know if these two somehow knew about his family not being the richest, but he wasn't gonna complain about a tip either way. "Thanks, that'll be another 5,- please.

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Matt walked out of the store and let out a sigh of relief as he left the store with a grocery bag in hand. He'd managed to make it through the shopping experience with minimal fright or stress and now he emerged victorious on the other side. He groaned a little as he remembered his day wasn't over just yet as he had been signed up by his parents to volunteer at the Angel Grove Hospital for the Ill of Mind. Matt remembered pleading with his mother to allow him to bail but she was set on sending Matt out to do something other than sit in their home. Matt shuddered a little at the thought of the rest of his day's activities but he once more sucked it up and headed home to drop off the groceries and get ready.

Eventually Matt stepped off the bus infront of the less than pleasant looking psychiatric hospital which lead to Matt swallowing his fear and heading inside against his own wishes to not. Matt met up with one of the head nurses who told him about what his job would entail, mostly just interacting with a patient and, in some cases, playing games. The introduction was cut short however as a loud scream came from a nearby room. The source was quickly revealed to be a kid around his own age with an arm that was bent wrong. Before the door closed Matt caught a brief glimpse of the woman kept within and the sight sent shivers down Matt's spine.

Matt was eventually paired up with a much more docile woman who seemed to appreciate Matt's prescense enough and didn't mind the awkward conversation that they held. Today didn't seem quite as bad for Matt.

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Rita Repulsa paced back and forth in her Moon Palace as she stretched her limbs and shook out the cramps that had taken ahold of her during her imprisonment.

"At last! I am free from that prison once again! And theres no more pesky Rangers to stop me from taking over the planet!" Rita exclaimed to herslef as she let out an evil cackle to really drive her point home.

While Rita had been monologuing, Finster had been hard at work finishing up a strike team of putties to sic on the planet Earth. As soon as they were finished Rita sent the putties to begin her invasion of the planet Earth starting with the home of her old enemies; Angel Grove.

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The city of Angel Grove was sent into disarray as men made of clay began appearing out of nowhere and causing chaos. They were chasing civilians, breaking windows and overturning anything not bolted down. It was quickly made clear to the residents of Angel Grove that the evil forces that the Power Rangers once fought were back with a vengeance.

As Justin waited for the two customers to pay, chaos broke out outside. He had no idea what was going until people got inside the store to hide. He quickly picked up that gray humanoid figures seemingly made form clay were attacking en masse. It didn't take long for him to realize that those things had to be the most common enemies fought by Angel Grove's heroes. He wondered if he should lock the doors to keep them out, so that the people who rushed in, some injured, were safe at least.

He quickly decided against it as he couldn't bring himself to abandon anyone else who needed help. "Anyone who wants to hide, follow me." What he was about was against store policy but he doubted the owners would fire him, he guided about half the people to the employee breakroom and told them to lock the door from the inside. He then rushed to the front of the store to let other know they could be at least somewhat safe in there.

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Thomas' dungeon was invaded by the Putties. The security guards ran like cowards. "Doth mine captors not has't the coin to hire sellswords who art not cowards? Behold as those clotpoles flee whilst the innocents art harmed." She watched helplessly as innocents children and adults were hurt, possibly killed. They started breaking down doors and dragging people out of their rooms.

She re-examined her room for any improvised weaponry but again she found none. She waited to the left of the door. When her door was kicked open she grabbed her would be attacker and proceeded to punch until it was destroyed. She noticed a long metal pole with some kind of weird bag attached to it. She didn't know what it was nor cared to find out. She did notice it would make a good weapon, temporarily. She grabbed it and went on the offensive. "Thee wilt not taketh me so easily."

It had all happened so fast. One second they were about to get their ice cream, and the next, the city was in chaos. It didn't take long for Tamora to hear the screams of those outside. She rushed to the window to look at the carnage going on.

"Jeanie!" She called to her friend. "Look at all of this, these are the putties I was talking about!" As Jin-Woo wasn't from Angel Grove, he didn't have the natural knowledge of the Rangers and their enemies like she did. She could understand that people wouldn't know the finer details, especially those outside of the city.

The boy took a moment, maybe two, to let that sink in, before muttering a hushed "damn it," shaking his head. Which was one of his rare uses of colourful language. An existence and occurence so rare, it might as well be a cryptid.

"What're we doing here then? Shouldn't we help?"

Tamora patted Jin-Woo on the shoulder. "We should." She nodded back to him and held the door out for anyone who was fleeing the scene. Once the group of people came in, Tamora ran outside to get a better look at the area around her. She could still hear people in the distance. People too far away for her to help right now. She would do her part by taking down these goons. That was her way of helping the situation.

Her first instinct was to rush at one of the Putties and throw the hardest punch she could rev up to test the waters. The punch connected, and she was obviously able to hurt the creature a little, but at the expense of her own great pain.

Her hand felt like she had just punched a cement block, only without the cement actually breaking. Years and years ago she started martial arts in hopes of one day being a power ranger, but nothing could prepare her for the reality that was fighting without a powered suit. She let out a scream of pain and launched a kick, hoping to do a little more before having to run back near the ice cream parlor for safety. "Tag out..." Tamora panted to Jin-Woo.

He nodded in understanding, taking note of Tamora's pain, half because it changed his mind on attacking bare-fisted, half because it hurt to see his friend in pain. What to use, though? His eyes found nothing of use as a weapon, and the putty was getting closer, and thus, with only slight hesitation, thought of what was possibly his dumbest idea yet.

He ran the opposite direction of his friend,into the field of Putties, shouting at one for attention, before running towards another, ducking as the former tried to throw a punch, connecting to the other. He took this moment of confusion to give a shove, unsure if he'd be able to knock them over on his own, but with the two already throwing each other off balance...

Presto! He might've gone on to further fight the two fallen Putties, but it dawned to him just how much closer the other Putties were...And were there always so many? His victory felt very, very small now, and the two fallen ones were almost up again. To charge forward, or to run? He opted for neither, backing away but remaining bent-kneed and focus-eyed. He couldn't possibly take them on himself, especially not in these numbers, but they hurt Tamora, and they'd hurt more people if someone didn't stand in their way, right?

God, stupid ideas were Tamora's job. He had no idea how he was going to handle this. He looked back to the girl, eyes wide.

"Help?"

Jin-Woo didn't even need to say anything. Right as he looked at her, Tamora understood what was being asked of her, and built up the strength to charge again. Now that she knew a little bit about these things, she had a better idea of how to handle them.

"They're mindless!" She called out to Jin-Woo, who gave an appreciative nod as his friend began making noise to get them off of him. "Just throw them around and they'll hurt each other in no time!" She focused less on hitting them and more on grabbing and swining them around, putting her smaller frame to use against the putties.He followed suite, his larger frame used to throw them off balance, confident now that he didn't need to rely on the Putties' own strength now that Tamora had shown their weakness. Their strange gurgling and blooping sounds were a testimate to their stupid cuteness, but they both knew they had evil intentions, and steeled their resolve to beat them down.

Matt was having an alright time with the patient he had been matched up with as they held a wobbly conversation and enjoyed each other’s company. This tranquility was soon disrupted as screams began to fill the hallway and loud thuds rang throughout the air. Immediately Matt began to worry and so did his new friend who began cowering, believing the sounds to just be in her head. Matt told her to stay where she was while he checks out what’s going on. Slowly Matt opened the door from the room he occupied, and looked out into the hallway which was in massive disarray. Clay looking men were destroying the hospital and dragging people away for who knows what purpose. Matt was going to duck back into the room when one of the clay-men noticed Matt and began rushing towards him. Rather than go back in the room, Matt ran out of the room and slammed the door behind him in the hopes of distracting the creature away from the girl he had been talking to.

Down the hall were more of the clay-men who looked vaguely familiar to Matt but ultimately he couldn’t remember where he’d seen them before. Matt decided that he wouldn’t be able to do much more running with the duo of clay-men in front of him so he decided to crack out what little of martial arts that he remembered from when he was ten and leapt at one of the two, leg outstretched. Matt fell to the ground as his attack didn’t do nearly as much damage as he had hoped though he did manage to push it back a little ways. Quickly Matt got to his feet and looked around frantically for a way out of his current situation as the other Clay-man got closer. Suddenly his eyes landed on a loose length of pipe that one of the Clay guys had knocked loose accidentally. Matt lurched for the pipe and swiftly spun around and took off the Clay man’s head with a mighty swing. Matt proceeded to bash the other two clay-men in his way with the pipe then he ran back to his new friend’s room in an attempt to protect her from any further harm.

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“Noooo!” Rita screamed angrily as she looked down at the events unfolding down below through her telescope.

“Mere humans are taking down your putties Finster!” Rita yelled as she turned her attention to scolding her monster creator.

“M-maybe I didn’t keep th-them in the kiln long enough! If you call them back I can finish them up and you can send them out again!” Finster stammered as Rita looked at him angrily. After a good amount of time Rita broke her gaze and ordered Finster to do just as he suggested.

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As quickly as the Putties came they were gone. The remaining ones dashed and scampered around picking up any pieces they could get of their fallen brethren and quickly rushed out of sight to be brought back up to the moon. The sudden disappearance was surreal to the inhabitants of the city. One minute they were in grave peril and the next minute the threat is gone entirely.

As the Putties ran from her she chased them down. She chased them out of the facility holding her against her will. She was nearly hit by a car. She used her make shift weapon to attack the car. "Alas thee foul demon. Thee shalt beest obliterated." She notices the human inside the car. "Doth not fear poor peasant I shalt save thee." She continued her attack until she was tackled by a police officer. "Receiveth off me thee dolt I has't to save that peasant." She proceeded to kick the police officer in the nuts. His partner arrested her. "Receiveth off me thee bacon-fed wench I must save the peasant from the demon." She proceeded to bite the cop. The cop who was kicked in the nuts hit her in the head knocking her out.