Olive Fontaine

Power Rangers Rebel Force

Sarah Hopkins

A beat-up old jeep sped down the highway, with a platinum blonde young woman behind the wheel. Traffic was bumper to bumper in the other direction, but the way she was going was all clear. Everyone was trying to escape from the disaster. The laptop in her passenger seat was relaying live coverage and crowdsourced footage of the attack. There were also some manila folders next to it, thick with information. The top one was labeled 'Power Rangers'.

Blue lights and a barricade were up ahead, and Sarah could see a destroyed car in flames further on. She slowed her jeep, then coolly pulled onto a side road. She parked, grabbed her camera, and continued on foot. Those cops were the least of her worries, but she was in a hurry, so she'd have to avoid them. She slunk down an alley and quickly climbed over some rubble to get closer. She could faintly hear clanking metal and plasma fire. This had to be the attack site.

Sarah's blood was pounding as she jogged forward, repeatedly checking either side to see if she'd been noticed. This was so dangerous. She wasn't armed nearly enough to tangle with a platoon of imperial soldiers. 'Just some pictures...' she assured herself, that was all she needed.

Suddenly Sarah stopped cold in her tracks. Someone was there. She held back her bright hair and peeked around the corner, catching sight of two imperial soldiers, charging down the street. Their backs were turned, but still, she was so shocked she could barely breathe. Once they'd walked a bit further out, Sarah regained the courage to raise her camera. She snapped a few pictures, but the sound of battle had grown more intense. There was a loud crackle of discharged energy and the deep rumbling of an attack's impact.

"I've got to see what's happening back there!" Sarah took off after the soldiers, looking for a good vantage point to get some footage.

Power Rangers Rebel Force

Character CS

Sey'riss Valashtk / Sarah Hopkins

Species

Varrigal

Gender

Female

Age

182 (roughly young adult for her species)

Ranger Color

Black

Ranger Weapon

Her morpher can summon a bladed staff. It's long haft can be swung around for both offense and defense, but the tip is especially damaging. The staff is also capable of discharging a small energy blast at range.

Human Appearance

Sarah has long wavy hair with a bright platinum blonde color. She has fair skin and pretty features, but she tends to go around with a messy look and casual clothes. She has dull greenish eyes and often wears black.

Real Appearance

The varrigal are apex predators on their home world. They have a monstrous appearance with batlike wings and large claws, but that isn't why they are feared throughout the VXN quadrant. That would be because of their ability to shapeshift and perfectly mimic other creatures, making them dangerous spies and assassins.

Personality

She has a very serious manner when going about her business, which has given her the reputation of being a cold-blooded woman. That's mostly because it's too dangerous to show weakness in her position. In truth, it was when she was lazing around and goofing off with her brother that she was most happy. But until he's found, she's on edge and worried about him. She might be difficult and snappy at times, and it's true that she can't seem to stay out of trouble. But Sey'riss is perceptive and capable. She could be a very dependable ally once befriended.

'Sarah' has been living on earth for a while now, and is starting to figure out how to get by. She seems for all the world like a gloomy hipster girl.

Skills

Impersonation skills and a fiercely instinctual knack for battle. She is also moderately proficient with computers and starships like the one she used to travel to earth.

Powers

Her previously mentioned shapeshifting is top-notch. It is very difficult to detect a member of her species in disguise, even with advanced equipment. So 'Sarah' does not use technology to create her persona.

As a varrigal, she can partially revert to use the wings or claws of her original form if needed.

Background

The varrigal's home planet was well-suited to their kind, and starkly beautiful. But after so many millennia supporting her kind, its resources were no longer abundant. Members of her species were able to fetch a high price as bounty hunters, spies, or assassins. So, like many others, she left her homeworld to seek profitable employment in the galaxy's dark underworld.

There were a lot of profits to be had, and Sey'riss certainly learned the nature of greed. But it was a difficult life, too, between the gangs that she'd crossed and the Velcon empire's enforcers on the other. She took on some questionable contracts, pushed herself to the bone, and even forgot who she was for a while there. But she wasn't completely alone. Wicked as their reputation may be, the varrigal are known to honor deep ties of kinship. In particular, she always kept in touch with her brother. In between jobs, they would often slum around together and spend ludicrous amounts of money on entertainment. But she hadn't heard from him in months. The last she heard, he'd gotten a job to hunt down a strange colorful group on planet Earth. The Power Rangers.

Eventually, Sey'riss couldn't take the worrying anymore, and she decided to track down her brother herself. She saved up some money and took a starship to Earth. She's been living in disguise there for a little while, trying to track down the Power Rangers. She found many references to them, but unfortunately, the rangers hadn't showed their faces publicly in some time. It seemed that they, too, had gone missing. Just as her intel warned her, the Velcons were soon approaching earth with a forward attack. This could be her chance to find out more...

Power Rangers Rebel Force

Here's my submission to fill in as the Black ranger.

Character CS

Sey'riss Valashtk / Sarah Hopkins

Species

Varrigal

Gender

Female

Age

182 (roughly young adult for her species)

Ranger Color

Black

Ranger Weapon

Her morpher can summon a bladed staff. It's long haft can be swung around for both offense and defense, but the tip is especially damaging. The staff is also capable of discharging a small energy blast at range.

Human Appearance

Sarah has long wavy hair with a bright platinum blonde color. She has fair skin and pretty features, but she tends to go around with a messy look and casual clothes. She has dull greenish eyes and often wears black.

Real Appearance

The varrigal are apex predators on their home world. They have a monstrous appearance with batlike wings and large claws, but that isn't why they are feared throughout the VXN quadrant. That would be because of their ability to shapeshift and perfectly mimic other creatures, making them dangerous spies and assassins.

Personality

She has a very serious manner when going about her business, which has given her the reputation of being a cold-blooded woman. That's mostly because it's too dangerous to show weakness in her position. In truth, it was when she was lazing around and goofing off with her brother that she was most happy. But until he's found, she's on edge and worried about him. She might be difficult and snappy at times, and it's true that she can't seem to stay out of trouble. But Sey'riss is perceptive and capable. She could be a very dependable ally once befriended.

'Sarah' has been living on earth for a while now, and is starting to figure out how to get by. She seems for all the world like a gloomy hipster girl.

Skills

Impersonation skills and a fiercely instinctual knack for battle. She is also moderately proficient with computers and starships like the one she used to travel to earth.

Powers

Her previously mentioned shapeshifting is top-notch. It is very difficult to detect a member of her species in disguise, even with advanced equipment. So 'Sarah' does not use technology to create her persona.

As a varrigal, she can partially revert to use the wings or claws of her original form if needed.

Background

The varrigal's home planet was well-suited to their kind, and starkly beautiful. But after so many millennia supporting her kind, its resources were no longer abundant. Members of her species were able to fetch a high price as bounty hunters, spies, or assassins. So, like many others, she left her homeworld to seek profitable employment in the galaxy's dark underworld.

There were a lot of profits to be had, and Sey'riss certainly learned the nature of greed. But it was a difficult life, too, between the gangs that she'd crossed and the Velcon empire's enforcers on the other. She took on some questionable contracts, pushed herself to the bone, and even forgot who she was for a while there. But she wasn't completely alone. Wicked as their reputation may be, the varrigal are known to honor deep ties of kinship. In particular, she always kept in touch with her brother. In between jobs, they would often slum around together and spend ludicrous amounts of money on entertainment. But she hadn't heard from him in months. The last she heard, he'd gotten a job to hunt down a strange colorful group on planet Earth. The Power Rangers.

Eventually, Sey'riss couldn't take the worrying anymore, and she decided to track down her brother herself. She saved up some money and took a starship to Earth. She's been living in disguise there for a little while, trying to track down the Power Rangers. She found many references to them, but unfortunately, the rangers hadn't showed their faces publicly in some time. It seemed that they, too, had gone missing. Just as her intel warned her, the Velcons were soon approaching earth with a forward attack. This could be her chance to find out more...

Power Rangers: Rebel Force

I'm somewhat interested as well. Maybe I could play a side character if you fill up on rangers. Trying to brew up some possibilities with that angle. A human resisting or caught up in the invasion? Or perhaps an alien or mutant unrelated to the Velcons?

Hidden Amongst Humans - Initial Thoughts

I've also been checking back in with interest. We'll have to see what @Vixere thinks.

The Symphony: Modern Magic

I've come up with a decent enough direction for my character. Her powers manifested when she became the owner of a legendary cursed flute. She's still inexperienced, but her abilities will have to do with using the flute's music to create illusions and to control fiendish servants. I still have to do some thinking about a face claim.

I read over your notes/guidelines again and they all seem good. I don't have any issues with sharing control over my character with the GM. It makes me feel more invested to collaborate on things, and in my experience more GM control helps the game proceed to the action and other juicy bits.

The Symphony: Modern Magic

Posting interest. I've been wanting to get into some low-mid fantasy rp. I feel like you've left the magic overview open enough so I'll probably take some time and try to think of something interesting.

Hidden Amongst Humans - Initial Thoughts

My initial thought, in very retro style, is of packs of shifters in different cities trying to make alliances to keep their populations strong, knowledge up to date, and keeping any lurking hunters at bay. This also opens the opportunities to have humans played as hunters, allies, skeptics, et cetera by others.

@Vixere

"Shifter" makes me think of like werewolves and the like. If so I'm curious which animal or creature you're interested in playing with.

I'm always a big fan of vampire stuff. But I'm trying to think outside the box here. The title kinda reminds me of Terminator. I wonder if I could make something similar work as a clan. It would be a small group of mysterious androids, indistinguishable from humans on the outside. But inside there would be a mechanical chassis and a computer; technology so advanced that it was likely from the future or some other unbelievable source. They're working in the shadows in this time to bring about the future they desire and to eliminate certain key targets. It wasn't expected, but an uneasy alliance formed between the androids and other supernatural-esque groups due to always running in the same circles and having similar black market needs.

What do you think about that? I thought it might be a nice contrast to whatever you had in mind. But if you think it clashes too much, I've got other ideas. It could be interesting to be one of those 'hunters' you mentioned, to keep things exciting.

Kingdom Hearts: Overwhelming Light

CS

Lyra - Nobody of Aurora

Age: Apparently 17
Gender: Female
Species: Nobody
Role in the Rebellion: Protected "Person"
Anomaly Or Not?: Yes
Homeworld: Enchanted Dominion
Weapon(s): Merryweather's Wand (inspired by "Disney Princess Enchanted Tales: Follow Your Dreams")
Powers/Abilities:
Animal Affinity - Like her original self, Lyra is well-loved by animals and can speak with them as easily as with humans. They will generally do tasks for her or perhaps even fight for her if necessary.
Fairy Magic - The magical powers of Merryweather's wand are different than regular combat magic, generally providing utility rather than firepower. Lyra can use the wand to summon animals and conjure items. She can animate objects and change the appearances of things, or even hide them from sight for a while. She can also cast a sleep spell, though this can be resisted. The wand has other powers as well, but Lyra isn't skilled enough to make use of the more advanced techniques.
Resistance to Darkness
Dawn Form - Because her original self was a princess of light, Lyra has a very strong connection to the light. However, due to the actions of the Organization, the Light has become stagnant and overly abundant. Too much of the stuff gathers in and around Lyra, corrupting her with its sometimes evil influence, much like what happens with other nobodies. When the corruption overcomes her, Lyra enters her Dawn Form - in which she loses most of her normal headspace and all of her charm. Her hair and her skin become stark white, while her eyes and fingernails turn black. In this form she can barely speak - she is bestial and highly aggressive. She flits around and attacks with unusual strength. Once enough light has been emitted, she will revert to her normal self, though in a confused and exhausted state.

Backstory: She was originally Aurora, a princess of Enchanted Dominion who was both blessed and cursed with magic at her birth. She was raised by fairies in the forest, trying to avoid conflict with the evil witch, Maleficient. But their clash was inevitable, and eventually the girl was sealed by the curse into a deep and unbreakable sleep. Eventually she was freed by a great hero, and one day she became the rightful ruler of her world. Maleficient survived, however. Later on she would capture Aurora again, and cause her original world to be devoured by the darkness. Somewhere along the line, Aurora's heart was stolen from her - and what was left of the princess was born again as Lyra. Lyra still doesn't know what became of her heart - whether it was stolen by Maleficient or some other figure.

Becoming a nobody left her with only fractured memories of her original life. With her home world gone, Lyra ended up at Traverse Town. She had no idea of her place in the world at all. But Lyra was an anomaly in the Organization's plan, and each time they reset the worlds, she became more sure of what was going on. She could feel how the light was becoming corrupted over time - no longer the pure and rare force she had once been a champion of. Eventually Lyra joined forces with the rebellion. She wasn't much of a warrior, but her very existence was a problem for the Keepers. Since Aurora's heart was missing and the princess no longer existed as such, Enchanted Dominion was unable to be fully restored to its peak of light. The organization would be forced to replace the leader of the kingdom with a stand-in each time, or otherwise explain Aurora's absence somehow. Because of all this, Lyra has become a high profile target of the new organization, which seeks to recover her. The rebellion on the other hand wants to defy them and keep Lyra hidden and safe. This task has become more difficult as the Rebellion forces grow smaller and smaller in number. Sometimes Lyra is forced to go out on her own or with a very small escort just to evade the Organization forces. But she hasn't been captured yet.

Other: I've been looking for references for an evil looking aurora for her Dawn form. Here are the best ones I've found so far. I'll probably have to edit something to have it really suit my vision though.

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And these are just closer to the stark white hair thing

Scion: The Prophecy of Anani

Kasper Mirandola

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Kasper had been unusually reserved during the ball. Normally a champion of formal dance, he just hadn't been in the mood that night. He was preoccupied instead with a bout of abstraction. Sitting with his templar at a table off to the side, he had watched the quiet events of the evening. The setting was posh, but its happenings were improvised - and full of little indecencies. The noblewoman Caralynn berating a servant for her own mistake; one of the guests of honor greedily putting down plate after plate of food; the grumpy young prince excusing himself early, and then returning only to run to the washroom together with his templar; all these things breathed undeniable life into the exquisite surroundings.

Kasper occasionally scribbled into a leather bound journal with his fountain pen. He was recording these little things - stretching them and composing them into verse. He always loved to pry into the nobility in his works, probably in part due to his extensive exposure to them. Surely this scene would be useful to him some day. He was forming the lines into a little poem - or at least, he was trying to. But it was hard to keep his focus.

'In the tapestry of history, the Scions of the past were like a radiant dawn and brought light into the darkest corners.' The words of the High Cardinal echoed in his mind, eliciting a sigh from him. It was an acceptably pretty thing to say in the moment, but one of the scions had always been a bringer of darkness. And then there was that business with the sparkling water... really it was a trifle of a magic trick for such a momentous occasion. Why did that woman always seem to get under his skin?

"Feeling okay, your Holiness?" A servant asked, offering a glass of champagne from his trencher. Kasper simply nodded and was about to send the man away, when he thought better of it and accepted the drink. It was his second of the night, but a little alcohol could help soothe his annoyance.

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A bit later, the entire atmosphere changed when the manor fell under attack. An acute mage, Kasper had taken notice when the servant whose misfortune he had blithely observed earlier suddenly started casting a large scale spell. That was far outside of the norm, and it had him on his guard. But he was still thoroughly surprised when armed soldiers started bursting through the windows. Kasper's adrenaline helped him focus up as he took stock of the situation. He quickly put away his journal and spoke to his friend in a low voice. "Stay low, Zacharie, and regroup with the others." Then he crept off in the darkness, moving into the fray rather than away from it.

Casting the ballroom into darkness was a good plan for disrupting everyone else, but for Kasper - it was a comfort. This was his domain. In shadowy conditions like these, he was practically undetectable. His sigil exploded into life as he allowed himself use of the great power that convention forbid him. It did not grow brightly like the others, however. It was inky dark upon his skin, growing in prominence. With a little effort, he could detect everything in the shadows nearby. And he wrapped himself in the darkness as with a cloak. The intruders were armored men with glowing eyes - night vision, perhaps? He thought he had heard of that sort of technology existing. But even with such implements, Kasper would be hard to notice. He was accustomed to sneaking about, and his feet didn't even make a sound as he moved. One of the men was already perilously nearby, however. The Scion subtly weaved shadow over those glowing eyes, just in case, and he moved past the man, as unseen as a ghost. A few seconds later, several black, tentacle-like constructs pierced through the soldier's chest from behind. With a gesture from their master, they quickly ripped their way outwards in different directions, tearing the assailant apart. Kasper was flecked with his blood, even at this distance.

Kasper noticed Maya and Edmund were on the ceiling, fighting off intruders in their own way. The girl he'd admired earlier was wrapped in a cape, screaming obscenities and scrambling around. There was an undeniable amusement in the sight for him, notwithstanding the seriousness of the situation. He considered going up there to help her, but hiding on the roof with her templar at her side was probably a reasonably safe place to be compared to the chaos down here. He'd keep an eye on them, though. He knew he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if Maya ended up wounded or worse because of his inaction. The white-haired youth identified one of the gunmen shooting up at her and quickly approached - giving that soldier the same gory treatment as the first.

Another moment later, he came upon Dominika, the Scion of Metal. She had been struggling with an armored woman, but ultimately ended her gruesomely. Another two were approaching her, however, and one had scored a hit and sent her tumbling. Deciding to step in, Kasper summoned another construct - this time it was a large, clawed hand - black as jet. With a crackle of mana and a flick of his wrist, the hand slammed into Dom's assailant and sent him flying across the room, where he loudly crashed into the far wall.

"Are you okay? Can you stand?" Kasper asked, but he couldn't afford to look down at Dom. The other soldier was still very near. And now the light from the chandeliers and from Rosemary's orb flicked over him, revealing his thin frame and his fancy white attire. For the first time since the attack, he was really exposed.

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