AlteredTundra

Rangers

Obviously Jordan was so powerful she even silenced the OOC

@Potemking

She scared everyone and everything shitless. Had to wait until the coast was clear to dare speak again.

@metanoia

Forgot to ask, how are you?

@Akayaofthemoon

I'm doing great! Tired and hungry, though. >.>

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Yo what's up yall? How y'all doin?

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The short-lived Red Ranger antics of Sloane. He had the power for 2.5 seconds.

@psych0pomp

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I feel need for one of these coming on.....

@Akayaofthemoon

Jordan to all the boys on the team (cause yes they're all idiots in their own way)

Current Mood in One Gif

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I have to admit Vallory biting the crystal was not something I expected.

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Location — Angel Grove Community Center
Interactions — The Purple Ranger @OGSG

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I wish I could do something more than just...watch.

There was nothing more in this world that Ross hated most than feeling helpless. That and when his outfit of the day became wrinkled. But the second thing he hated most was definitely feeling helpless, especially when the source of danger was so immediate.

But he understood. Ross understood that he wasn't in any position to be of any use to the Power Rangers. They were trained to do this. They had the power to actually make a difference. Ross understood this more than anyone could know. They had been the reason why he, Vallory, and Sloane weren't dead already. If they didn't show up when they did, albeit covertly and under their noses, well ...he didn't want to think of the worst-case scenario right now. He could only watch as they dismantled one batch of Druidon Soldiers after the other.

A few feet away, while Ross silently cheered on the Rangers, he heard Vallory obnoxiously cheer them on as if it was one of her wrestling matches. Under normal circumstances, he might have winced at her ungrateful display of encouragement, but at this exact moment, her direct approach had quelled some feelings of anxiety that started to develop inside Ross.

And then it didn't. The tightness in his stomach almost consumed him until he remembered something. "The family.." he muttered, remembering how scared Grace was and how brave her parents were for not trying to show just how terrified they were too. "You helped them escape. You're not useless or helpless. You helped them out. You gave them the escape route to leave."

As he reassured himself and refocused, Ross smiled at the Rangers doing what they did best. And he couldn’t help himself as he subtly fist-pumped the air close to his midsection (where his left hand was).

And a not-so-silent-but-not-as-vocal-as-Vallory cheer.

But as the self-contained celebration continued, it would cease when an unnerving laugh sent chills down Ross’ spine, causing every hair along his arms and legs to stand up with a sense of familiar dread passing through him.

The source of it? Some terrifying-looking snake-like monster.

And the dread increased.

With so much of his attention on the monster, Ross had a delayed acknowledgment of who he was standing near, blue tentacles constricting them.

“Grace..no..” He said in a dry breath.

And in that terrifying moment, his eyes blinked repeatedly. He kept seeing the flash of the monster and Grace’s family and the other hostages -- all of them trapped under that monster’s hold. And the rangers...did nothing. But that wasn’t because they didn’t, but they didn’t know how to.

Of course. They couldn’t because they were his hostages.

Ross fell to one knee, his breathing getting short and fast. One hand held his form up and the other gripped his chest. Not ont he side where his heart was but closer up near his neck. Ross couldn’t breathe. Or, at least it felt like he couldn’t. His chest was certainly tight, but his mind kept racing. And it was consistent.

Thoughts of uselessness consumed him along with failing Grace and her family.

I was supposed to protect them. I was supposed to help them. But…

But he didn’t. He couldn’t. He was so focused on watching the Rangers that he thought they would be fine. He thought her parents would be able to get her to safety.

Ross hadn’t heard much of what the monster had said, but as he looked up, his eyes widened when he saw the monster and his hostages disappear into a portal.

“No!”

Ross went to step up but his legs buckled and he was on all fours.

As he repeatedly slammed his awkwardly-balled fists into the ground, parts of the skin over his knuckles cracking open, shallowly bleeding on the ground, drops of crimson coating the silver floor, tears flowed from Ross’ eyes. “Useless!” He cried out, his voice cracking. “You’re useless! You sat there and did nothing!”

His despair carried him into a fit of pity-like rage until his hands were covered in his own blood.

But then a light caught his attention (albeit slowly). He looked up as a red and pink light floated to Sloane and Vallory respectively, but then there was a third. A black crystal flew into his left open hand. It glowed still as it rested in his palm. As it did, he felt a strange power flow into him. He couldn’t quite explain it, but one thing that caught his immediate attention was how the cuts on his hands started to heal. Like they were responding to this crystal in his hand.

“What is this thing?” Ross questioned more to himself, looking at it, inspecting it. “No, it couldn’t be…”

Ross didn’t wait for his mind to jump to any conclusions as he got up and quickly ran over to where he saw Vallory and the Purple Ranger. “Yo! Miss Purple Ranger!” Ross said as he came to a slow stop. “Kore wa seikaku ni wa nanidesu ka?” Ross fell into his natural tongue whenever he was excited or tired and he was both right now. “I mean, what is this? Can’t be what I think it is, can it?” Ross looked at the Purple Ranger before looking back down at the black crystal firmly in his grasp.

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Okay but side note: Turbo was a severely underrated season. Even if it didn't have all the right things going for it, the zords ruled.

Also the movie wasn't that bad.

Rosefell High.

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Had it been just Melissa, Miki would've been able to deal. She was an insufferable bitch who needed to know the difference between them, but there was nothing she'd could say about her or Jackson that Miki couldn't handle. She was, of course, a true queen. It was liberating to see her look at Miki with such a nasty expression.

But that wasn't all. Unfortunately, as that tall boy who looked like someone who didn't belong anywhere near her or Jackson, Miki could tell before he even opened up his mouth that it was going to mean an extended stay of disgust that she would've preferred.

She wanted to say something demeaning to Dee. She wanted to say something mean to him. Maybe comment about how he didn't even compare to Jackson and how the only thing he might be good for is a featured spot on some adult entertainment. Or some reality show down the road. Out of all the things she wanted to say, nothing came up. She found herself mostly just observing, watching Jackson and Dee exchange words.

Too bad that was cut short.

Before Melissa opened her mouth, Miki was already preparing herself for the word vomit.

And sure enough, just as she had always been right, Missy Elliot came out the gate swinging. What she was swinging at, now that left Miki thoroughly amused.

While she laid into both her and Jackson, Miki smiled and smiled more when she went on about threatening her with mascot duty. The thought of that made her feel repulsed. Actually, it downright sickened her. To think that she could have that much influence. But then Miki remembered this school was just about as trashy as it got. Melissa going off on her like this was proof that, at the end of the day, it took flexing her inflated ego in attempts to prove a point.

She contemplated doing something about this queen of trash because that's what she was. No amount of huffing and puffing would ever change her mind about that. the longer she sat on it and the more the scene before her began to devolve, it was clear that was what Missy wanted. She wanted a reason to punch Miki. And really, could she give her the satisfaction of having a reason to hit Miki's perfect face? No she couldn't let that happen. Besides, as furious as she was, which don't be fooled by her entertained smirk, Miki was boiling red underneath, there were easier ways to get one over this bitch.

"As much as I'd love to go on about how Stuart little and Yogi bear are in the way, this is the one time I'm free to do whatever I want, I'd rather not waste it on Rosefell filth."

When Jackson put his arm around her waist, she looked up at him with a smile and nodded. But she'd quickly look at Melissa and Dee. "Count your blessings, Missy. Because I'm going to choose the high road and going to spend the rest of the party with my Jackson." Miki proceeded to tighten her grasp around Jackson's waist as he did to hers. "But know this isn't over. Not by a long shot." She'd say as she walked away, pulling Jackson with her.

When they were far away from them, she'd say the following to Jackson. "She'll regret messing with me. That Queen of Thorns is no match for my premium clippers."

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