Power Rangers: Fractured Grid
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				Title: <strong>Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>24-02-2020, 02:41:40</strong>
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				<div align="center">POWER RANGERS SEASON 1: FRACTURED GRID</div><br><div align="center">Deep under the city of Ocean Cross</div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatleft"></div><strong>Name:</strong><br><strong>Ranger/Role:</strong><br><strong>Location:</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong><br><strong>Other:</strong><br></div></div><br><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/zs5elp1.png?1)</div><br>Steps echoed rapidly off the metal halls of the command center as two figures rushed to the center of the base. Ninjor, a figure made of what looked to be rusted purple metal with burn scars running along his body stood at the head of a long table, looking up at a computer screen that flashed locations. Different countries reflected in the black visor of his helmet. Just as Ninjor was about to press a button on the console in front of him, a woman in a white lab coat, a man in a black business suit, and a young man wearing a pair of jeans and a blue shirt with dull gold pattern on it approached the table.<br><br>"Is it time Ninjor?" The young man asked. "Indeed! It seems the Morphing Grid has chosen the new team of Rangers! I'm going to teleport them in now!!" Ninjor exclaimed while resuming the act of pressing a button on his console. The others all turned to face a small pad with seven circles of flashing colors. The young man in blue and gold clutched his chest and winced in pain, the drain of powering the teleporting five individuals so that his home could remain active under water took a bigger tole on him than he expected. (Granted he would get used to it with time.)<br><br>Dr. K, the woman in the white lab coat folded her arms in front of her and frowned, remembering what had happened to her husband, a now lost Ranger, she wondered if this new team would gel together or even survive long enough to give the earth, let alone other planets a fighting chance to destroy Thrax. The teleporation pad of the mostly bare command center flashed with a violent light that faded and left a group of five in its wake... the new Power Rangers.<br><br>The man in the suit stepped up first, grasping the younger man's shoulder to make sure he was okay first. "Welcome, sorry for the... for lack of a better word, kidnapping. My name is Mr. Collins, the founder of the Silver Guardians and Power Rangers Space Patrol. As you all know, Thrax has used Vengex and destroyed not only the majority of Power Rangers, but the Morphing Grid itself. Together with those behind me, we have created a new Morphing Grid and it has chosen you to be the new team of Rangers, hopefully turning the tide of Thrax and giving you the power to save the Galaxy. That is... if you're ready to take up the fight?"<br><br>Before Mr. Collins could continue, Dr. K stepped up and softly cleared her throat. "Greetings Series Operators, My name is Dr. K. I am responsible for laying out the new Morphing Grid and developing gear to help you in the battles to come. You will notice the crystals you now posses are all various colors, these represent your own personal connection to the Morphing Grid. Whatever color is most dominate on it will be the color of your Ranger armor. If you have questions about gear, or suggestions please see me and we can get to work on something."<br><br>Finally Ninjor stepped up and bowed in an old fashioned ninja way, standing straight he waved his left hand at the group and spoke in a loud, almost comical tone. "I am Ninjor, the current supplier of energy to the Morphing Grid and creator of the new power crystals. I can teach you how to use your new found powers, for instance, soon those crystals will bond with you and grant you the ability to morph. You just need these first.."<br><br>The man that was clutching his chest bent down to a shelf under the table to pull up a silver case that was fairly large. He walked up to the ground and spoke. "If you take these, you accept the role of a Ranger. My name is Vance of Eltar, the Gold Ranger. These are our Morphers." He opened the case and presented the team with a set of morphers created by Dr. K. The teams shards would act as a power source to the morphers allowing the team to become Power Rangers. <br><br><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/CfifxGN.png)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>26-02-2020, 20:18:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcSZm16pwoiD2VbAWcUjHuhQPCmGlOeKazjINShATxWOB8EsnVZg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Tri Novak<br><strong>Ranger</strong> Purple<br><strong>Location</strong> Daintree Forest, Queensland, Australia.- Traveling - Unknown Location<br><strong>Tagging</strong> All<br><strong>Other</strong><br><hr><br>A young woman crept stealthily through the almost silent forest, it was early morning, the sun had just risen and there was still a thin layer of mistrial long around Tri's ankles as she moved through the the undergrowth. Bird song surrounded her and the smell of damp grass bombarded her nostrils. Tri's gaze stayed upon a young buck not very far away through the trees, over her shoulder she carried a bow and arrows,&nbsp; Tri crouched quietly downwind of the animal watching it eat happily unaware of her presence. Tri pulled down her how and an arrow, she knocked the arrow and then drew back the string on the bow reading to take the shot, suddenly a unexpected light shone from seemingly nowhere right into the brunettes eye. <br><br>Her hand flew up loosing the arrow but the buck startled also by the flash of light had bounded away and the arrow thunked harmlessly into a tree. Tri's attention was now on the odd beacon of light, the young woman moved slowly forward, drawing another arrow and keeping it ready on her bow. The female entered a small clearing and within its center was a grey looking rock, the Triforian instantly knew it wasn't an Earth rock. Tri walked forwards and knelt to pick up the rock. Within it was a share that shone brightly in the sun, the brunette pulled a knife from the strap on her chest and knocked at the stone until it smashed apart loosening the shard within. Tri picked it up and turned it over in her hand. It was warm to her touch and seemed to resonate in a way she didn't quite understand.<br><br>As Tri looked at the shard something even more unusual happened, the world shifted and sort of blurred, Tri grabbed her now as the forest vanished and a room full of strangers took its place. <strong> "Welcome, sorry for the... for lack of a better word, kidnapping. My name is Mr. Collins, the founder of the Silver Guardians and Power Rangers Space Patrol. As you all know, Thrax has used Vengex and destroyed not only the majority of Power Rangers, but the Morphing Grid itself. Together with those behind me, we have created a new Morphing Grid and it has chosen you to be the new team of Rangers, hopefully turning the tide of Thrax and giving you the power to save the Galaxy. That is... if you're ready to take up the fight?"</strong> Tri had of course heard of the Power Rangers...who hadn't! She stared around her in amazement.<br><br>Tri didn't need to think about it at all, she had been trained most her life to help the fight with Thrax and now she would do it as a Power Ranger!! Slowly the team in the room introduced themselves and Tri looked to each in turn until finally a man who introduced himself as the gold ranger stepped forwards and offered to her a morpher. Tri took hers without a second thought. "I am honoured to be chosen" she announced.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>27-02-2020, 10:21:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://c8.alamy.com/comp/DBHTG1/portrait-of-female-united-states-marine-corps-soldier-in-utility-uniform-DBHTG1.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Sofia Sato Fuentes<br><strong>Ranger</strong> Green<br><strong>Location</strong> Jungles outside Sao Paulo to Unknown Location<br><strong>Tagging</strong> All<br><strong>Other</strong> Photo is just to give an idea of how she is dressed<br><hr><br><br>The fight had been a good one if she were any judge.&nbsp; Of course the losing side of a good fight was just more tired when the end finally came.&nbsp; Maybe, in some recorded history somewhere, there might be mention of this night.&nbsp; Some tired book she mused with decrypted fingers of some alien being running over the words and remarking how troublesome humans were.&nbsp; That at least gave her a small something to smile over as the boot of her enemy drove her downward into the jungle floor.&nbsp; One hand curled to the wound on her right side, dark blood covering her gloved hand.&nbsp; She could see the white tips of her fingers poking through the mesh glove but those white tips were now stained red.&nbsp; He gave a ragged breath and stared down at the ground.&nbsp; No sense being proud now, there was no one to witness any last efforts of defiance.&nbsp; She was tired and the fight was done.&nbsp; Around her the dead and dying were the same.<br><br>Absently she reached her good hand forward to touch the ground.&nbsp; A last brush with her planet, her home.&nbsp; The ground was wet from blood or rain she did not know.&nbsp; Behind her the brutish alien tongue yammered on and something heavy stepped up the unknown.&nbsp; Something heavy and dangerous if the stepping away of the others was any indication.&nbsp; Sofia had no concern.&nbsp; She was doing to die now.&nbsp; After so many others had fallen and she survived, her time had finally come.&nbsp; Eyes flickered to the green grass of her home and remarked on how vibrant the colors seemed.&nbsp; Fingers struck on something hard amidst the soft field of vegetation.&nbsp; Behind her another grunt and the sound of metal against metal.&nbsp; An execution then.&nbsp; Maybe there would be someone to watch.<br><br>Instinctively her fingers curled around the shard she unknowingly held and she raised her chin upward.&nbsp; If she was going to have an audience then she wanted to at least give them a show.&nbsp; One last look on their enemy to know they killed something, someone today.&nbsp; Eyes opened to look at her executioner and she gave a curse in her native tongue.&nbsp; A simple remark on the hideous visage that even now was being consumed in a bright light.&nbsp; Her last thought was how strange Heaven must look if a person couldn’t see past all the white.<br><br>For her the floor seemed to come up even though it was her that moved to the floor.&nbsp; Knees were no longer on a soft surface but instead a cold, firm one.&nbsp; Eyes blinked against.&nbsp; Thick grease paint on her face of black and green stripes gave this seemingly innocent gesture a strange appearance.&nbsp; The woman’s hair was now free of the cap she had worn, dark strands dirty and tightly braided to the back of her head.&nbsp; Words sounded but in a familiar tongue.&nbsp; She understood them and for a moment she truly wondered if this was Heaven and how disappointed people would be.<br><br>Booted feet struggled to move under her so that she could rise.&nbsp; She almost vomited for her efforts but the bile was pushed downward.&nbsp; Against her chest an empty rifle sounded against damaged body armor.&nbsp; Blood was held back by the palm of her hand, masked by the mixture of greens and blacks on her camouflaged clothing.&nbsp; The hand not holding her wound moved to unclasp the sack on her back.&nbsp; The items falling with a heavy thud when the man with the silver case approached.&nbsp; A smile parted her full lips, flashing white against the dark paint.&nbsp; She almost seemed human again, womanly even with the smile on her lips.&nbsp; Delicately she reach forward to the morpher and took the device.<br><br>“About fucking time.”&nbsp; She said to him in the gasps of a breathless whisper.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>28-02-2020, 01:35:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/Connor_Detriot_Become_Human.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Alpha X<br><strong>Ranger: </strong> <strong>Black</strong><br><strong>Location: </strong> Unknown Location<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> All<br><strong>Other</strong><br><hr><br>The journey to reach Earth was... quite uneventful, to say the least.&nbsp; Well, the actual journey, anyway.&nbsp; The time before and after that were quite eventful.&nbsp; With all forms of teleportation down or inaccessible, Alpha X had no choice but to sneak into enemy base and steal a spaceship.&nbsp; He considered using their teleporter to get to Earth, but surmised that it would only take him to another enemy base where he might not be so lucky.&nbsp; He had no real idea as to Earth's status, having only been reactivated a few days ago.&nbsp; Still, if there was any group of rangers he could count on to fight back against Thrax's army, it was the rangers of planet Earth.&nbsp; With this in mind, he used his holographic projection to disguise himself as a Cog, a robot foot soldier of the Machine Empire.&nbsp; Thanks to his experience dealing with computer systems, getting past security was a cinch.&nbsp; With a stolen spaceship, he made his way to Earth.<br><br>His time on Earth, to say the least... was disappointing, shocking, and horrifying to him all at the same time.&nbsp; He supposed he should've expected it, considering all the red flags.&nbsp; He couldn't contact any of Earth's ranger teams.&nbsp; He couldn't contact the Astro Megaship... either one of them.&nbsp; How long had he been inactive for...?<br><br>He got his answer as soon as he reached Earth.&nbsp; He had been inactive for... far too long.&nbsp; Earth had already fallen to the infected Thrax and the Machine Empire.&nbsp; There were a few pockets of resistance here and there, but for the most part... he had arrived far too late.&nbsp; A wave of despair overcame him upon realizing the fate of his adopted home world.&nbsp; Memories of Earth from the previous Alphas as well as his own flood through his brain circuitry as he made his way through the ruins of Angel Grove.&nbsp; He came across a few humans... but due to his robotic appearance, they fled away in terror upon seeing him.<br><br>His chance to interact with humans came later when he came across a small group fleeing from a patrol of Cogs and Grinders.&nbsp; Taking on a human appearance, he immediately got the humans' attention and urged for them to follow him into alleyway.&nbsp; Once they were safely hidden away from sight, Alpha sprinted out into the open while still in his human guise, drawing the attention and laser fire from the robotic foot soldiers.&nbsp; It was times like these that he was glad the creators of his new bodies saw fit to give him a mobility upgrade.<br><br>He turned down another dark alley, escaping the patrol of enemies until he had the chance to disguise himself as a robotic foot soldier.<br><br>Similar instances happened during his time on Earth.&nbsp; He would encounter human refugees scavenging for food and other supplies, only to come across the Machine Empire's Foot Soldiers.&nbsp; He interacted with them a few times.&nbsp; He even once met a group of resistance fighters, but as soon as they realized he was a robot... well... he had to leave.<br><br>He was on the roof of one of the many ruined buildings of the abandoned warehouse distract when he caught sight of a beam of light in the distance.&nbsp; Curious, he made his way over to it.&nbsp; That was when he saw the shard.&nbsp; As soon as he picked it up and had a good look at it, he immediately realized what it was.&nbsp; That was when he felt the familiar energy of a teleportation enveloping his robot body and carrying him away to who knew where...<br><br>The next thing he knew he was...<br><br>"Ay yi yi yi yi!&nbsp; Is this...?&nbsp; I'm not dreaming, am I?" Alpha X exclaimed in surprise as soon as he was in the metal chamber of what appeared to be a new Command Center.&nbsp; The aesthetic was different, but there was no mistaking what this place was supposed to be.<br><br>His deductions were proven correct when he saw who was there to greet him.<br><br><strong>"Welcome, sorry for the... for lack of a better word, kidnapping. My name is Mr. Collins, the founder of the Silver Guardians and Power Rangers Space Patrol. As you all know, Thrax has used Vengex and destroyed not only the majority of Power Rangers, but the Morphing Grid itself. Together with those behind me, we have created a new Morphing Grid and it has chosen you to be the new team of Rangers, hopefully turning the tide of Thrax and giving you the power to save the Galaxy. That is... if you're ready to take up the fight?"</strong><br><br>Alpha stood frozen to the spot.&nbsp; Glancing off to the sides, he noticed for the first time that he was not the only one who was teleported to this place.&nbsp; So... these were the new rangers?&nbsp; He was coincidentally brought here along with what appeared to be the newest team of Power Rangers?<br><br>"Greetings Series Operators, My name is Dr. K. I am responsible for laying out the new Morphing Grid and developing gear to help you in the battles to come. You will notice the crystals you now posses are all various colors, these represent your own personal connection to the Morphing Grid. Whatever color is most dominate on it will be the color of your Ranger armor. If you have questions about gear, or suggestions please see me and we can get to work on something."<br><br>Upon hearing that, Alpha X looked down at the crystal shard he picked up just moments ago.&nbsp; It had turned completely black.&nbsp; Wait... then does that mean...?<br><br>"I am Ninjor, the current supplier of energy to the Morphing Grid and creator of the new power crystals. I can teach you how to use your new found powers, for instance, soon those crystals will bond with you and grant you the ability to morph. You just need these first.."<br><br>Ninjor... Ninjor!&nbsp; A familiar face!&nbsp; At last!&nbsp; Alpha knew of the others thanks to his data bank of Power Rangers knowledge, but Ninjor was someone he knew personally.&nbsp; Well... someone Alpha 5 knew personally, anyway.<br><br>"If you take these, you accept the role of a Ranger. My name is Vance of Eltar, the Gold Ranger. These are our Morphers."<br><br>"Eltar?&nbsp; Gold Ranger?&nbsp; Wait... then does that mean...?" Alpha blinked as he looked around in wonderment at his surroundings, taking it all in.&nbsp; These were new surroundings, to be sure.&nbsp; It reminded him of the old Command Center, but he knew it was not the same.&nbsp; The old Command Center was destroyed a long time ago.&nbsp; Yet... there was still something oddly familiar... the moment Vance mentioned that he was the Gold Ranger, something clicked in the robot's brain circuits.&nbsp; "Are we in Pyramidas?!&nbsp; I thought it was destroyed along with Eltar!"<br><br>Upon seeing that Vance was holding up the silver case to him as well as the others, Alpha tilted his head curiously and looked blankly at the morphers.&nbsp; It took him a couple seconds to realize what was happening.<br><br>He immediately backed away, holding his hands up and exclaiming, "Ay yi yi yi yi!&nbsp; There must be some kind of mistake!&nbsp; I can't be a Power Ranger!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>29-02-2020, 03:25:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9GbC6Ra.jpg[floatleft])</div><strong>Name</strong> Corvo<br><strong>Ranger</strong> White<br><strong>Location</strong> Crash Site, Earth (Unknown), travel to Unknown<br><strong>Tagging</strong> All<br><strong>Other</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>The ship was in shambles.&nbsp; Holes burned through the hull spelled its doom long before the Earth tore it apart like gravel to a skinned knee.&nbsp; The skeletonized metal remains were illuminated violently by arcs of electricity produced by an engine core that continued to try to spool to life and the flames now consuming the vehicles carcass as artificial beings oversaw the whole process.&nbsp; The surrounding countryside, temperate forests from the looks of it, had been razed by the uncontrolled landing. A single large furrow with an array of smaller ditches followed the flight path of the ship as a permanent scar.&nbsp; Small isolated fires and smoldering piles of dirt littered the hillside in all directions.&nbsp; <br><br>For every automaton that attempted to look through the rubble there were two breaking off in waves to search the surrounding country side.&nbsp; Despite the tremendous amount of damage there were no living (or otherwise) remains to be found.&nbsp; Instead, from a savage wound near the cargo hold of his ship, came the foot trail.&nbsp; Uneven distortions in the dirt intermingled with small globules of precious liquid indicating a limp and blood.&nbsp; <br><br>Further on up the path were sections of the discarded hazard suit.&nbsp; A torn off sleeve here, the vest over there, and a cracked helmet haphazardly tossed behind a knotted mess of tree roots.&nbsp; The suit had paid for itself tenfold by the time it sacrificed the last of its functionality to violently seal Corvo’s wound.&nbsp; Painful?&nbsp; <em>Oh, yeah...</em>&nbsp; But not life threatening.&nbsp; The bleeding had even stopped.&nbsp; That didn’t stop the sharp pains from wracking his body with every step.&nbsp; <br><br>Even as he planted himself behind an outcropping of rocks overlooking the crash site Corvo knew no respite.&nbsp; By now even the dumbest of the automatons were able to find and follow his trail.&nbsp; He could hear others throughout the area all converging on his location.&nbsp; He couldn’t help but play back the series of events that lead him here.&nbsp; The clandestine meeting on Onyx with a hooded figure that simply referred to themselves as “Mr. White.”&nbsp; He could hear the words as clearly as he did when he sat there.<br><br><em> “It’s worth more than your life.”&nbsp; Mr. White stated.&nbsp; “And your pay reflects that.”</em>.<br><br>The mystery man wasn’t wrong; it was the score of a lifetime.&nbsp; Corvo wouldn’t have had to lift a finger again after this run.&nbsp; He knew it was too dangerous.&nbsp; He knew that he didn’t have enough time to plan the way he normally would.&nbsp; He knew it was just a bad idea all around.&nbsp; Corvo was blinded by the promise of the gold at the end of the rainbow.&nbsp; <br><br><em> “And under no circumstances are you to open that box!” Mr. White’s venomous warning returned to him.</em>.<br><br>“...Fuck it.”&nbsp; Corvo said out loud.&nbsp; By now the cogs, or whatever was hunting him, was likely to hear those words.&nbsp; His satchel was laid on the ground between his legs in his seated position.&nbsp; His breathing labored as he leaned forward to retrieve both of the items that he had the forethought to secure before a hasty escape.&nbsp; The small wooden box and his<em>insurance policy</em>.&nbsp; It was an explosive device illegal in most places and exceptionally nasty.&nbsp; A few beeps and boops later the side of the cylindrical explosive device lit up with a series of 15 segment displays; unnatural to human eyes but required to portray the array of alien characters that presented themselves to Corvo.&nbsp; The beeping continued and the lines on each display were removed one by one at an exponentially increasing speed.&nbsp; The timer had been set.&nbsp; <br><br>Over the edge of nearby shrubs and from behind trees came the faint illumination of red dots all around him.&nbsp; His pursuers had caught up and there was no more hiding.&nbsp; Corvo didn’t even flinch when a bright red burst of plasma hit the rocks nearby showering him with hot pebbles.&nbsp; Or the next or the next.&nbsp; <br><br>“Might as well see what I fuckin’ died for.”&nbsp; <br><br>White light.&nbsp; Or, perhaps, a prismatic display.&nbsp; His eyes couldn’t really tell what he was looking at when he opened the wooden box.&nbsp; Corvo didn’t even realize he had reached inside the box and secured its contents.&nbsp; He didn’t get to experience the explosion.&nbsp; All he knew for the brief moment was weightlessness and warmth until his ass hit a cold and hard floor.&nbsp; <br><br>“Oophmm!”&nbsp; as a jolt of pain shot up his side.&nbsp; Just the thing he needed to snap him back to reality.&nbsp; His eyes darting back and forth first between each speaker and then to the rest of the captive audience.&nbsp; <em>Shit, kidnapped?&nbsp; More like rescued.</em> He couldn’t help but think.&nbsp; <br><br>Corvo listened to each of the recruiters like that old friend from high school you were trying to get to join you in that pyramid scheme.&nbsp; A little bit of disbelief and a bit more amusement clouding his mind as he tried to play the odds in his head.&nbsp; <br><br>“I-i...I think...”&nbsp; <em>You have the wrong person</em> he wanted to say but couldn’t.&nbsp; Not because he disagreed but because he was plotting.&nbsp; He could use this.&nbsp; He still had his shipment in hand, he was getting handed the identity of all new rangers, their secret base, everything…&nbsp; Or, keep the powers and use them to get himself out?&nbsp; Befriend the lot and see where it goes?&nbsp; The possibilities were endless.<br><br>“Sure.”&nbsp; Clamoring to his feet as best he could he took the chance to survey his surroundings.&nbsp; It was then the somewhat panicked man (Alpha) was attempting to back up to which Corvo offered a soft and reassuring pat on the shoulder. “How bad could it be?&nbsp; Look, we even get a new watch.”&nbsp; As he gestures to the morphers.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>02-03-2020, 04:22:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f8/4a/d1/f84ad12d3a3421cbfc86e1474384db7d.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Warren Klyne<br><strong>Ranger:</strong> Series Red<br><strong>Location:</strong> Berlin, Germany &gt; Ranger H.Q.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><strong>Other:</strong></span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Warren's eyelids fluttered as he tried to sleep. But sleep was hard to get nowadays, as the FOB was constantly shuddering and rattling from the constant explosions and gunfire around them. Even with the heavy armor, the muffled noises still made their way through. He'd been fighting for sixteen hours straight, and finally got relieved, so he was trying to make the best of it and rest up because he knew they'd need him again soon. But dammit, he just couldn't force it on himself. <br><br>After trying everything, he finally started to drift off. But then a huge shell went off and rocked the whole base, shaking him from his bunk. "Oh, shit!," he exclaimed as he fell, only to groan and push off of the floor...somewhere completely different from his base in Berlin. Jumping up, he fell into a defensive pose, electricity sparking off of his body for a moment as he looked around.<br><br>&nbsp;But the quick explanation caused his tension to fade, and his posture to relax. He'd seen these people here and there before. They all at least <em>looked</em> and acted like who they said they were. And the people next to him were the other Ranger candidates he supposed. Walking forward, he took one of the Morphers. He'd been fighting the good fight since he was allowed, and this would only let him fight better, fight harder; do more damage. He was in 100% even if he was the Pink Ranger. "I'm in."<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>06-03-2020, 06:09:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/BlBa96H.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Vance<br><strong>Ranger/Role:</strong> Series Gold<br><strong>Location:</strong> Command Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rangers<br><strong>Other:</strong><br><br>Vance silently watched the group step up one by one, Dr. K likewise stayed silent but already knew that the others would accept. Soon the group sans Vance all went back to the computers and started to monitor the world. Vance stood for a moment and drew a deep breath then started to address questions and comments as they came. He half expected this, but part of him expected more confusion than what the five were giving him. He waved his hand in front of the group, his morpher reading the DNA of the rangers and the fragments they held. "Happy to have you aboard Tri, no hesitation. I like that, don't be afraid to ask questions, we all need to get to know one another." He offered her a smile and pulled a morpher from the case and handed it to her. "It will change to fit your arms once you slide it on and place your Grid Fragments on the DNA scanner." He continued to explain.<br><br>"It's good to see some soldiers in the group. You can help train the non fighters." His eyes locked onto Sofia's and a silly grin spread across his face, trying to break the ice and make her feel a little more at ease. Clearly she had been through some stuff and a bit of levity might be just what she needed. He drew a deep breath and shrugged his shoulders. "Well.... Pyramidus was on Triforia, Trey's Zord. On my way to earth I stopped to get his help but he was already dead, never had a chance to get the Zord running. So I took it and figured earth could use the fire power." His eyes rolled to the side and he started to walk away from Alpha, then paused. The gold speckled shirt he wore shifted as his shoulders twisted back to face him. "You don't have to take the Morpher but then I'll have to send more fragments out and see what happens. You were the first choice for a reason. Every team needs a tech wiz. Who better than an Alpha unit? Take it, try it out, go from there." Vance pulled the morpher from the case and tossed it to Alpha. <br><br>Stopping at Corvo, Vance looked the man up and down without saying a word. Something about the guy rubbed him the wrong way, maybe it was because Corvo's people weren't the most well known for being rangers, but they could transform in a very similar way. If he had a good heart he would be a valuable asset to the team and his attire made it look like he was a soldier or at least a resistance fighter. Blue eyes glanced at the way Corvo touched Alpha's shoulder&nbsp; and without a word, Vance handed Corvo the morpher.<br><br>"Warren, we don't all get second chances, don't let this go to waste." Vance stated dryly, maybe even rubbing the man the wrong way but the way Vance saw it, Warren would respect the forwardness of the Gold Ranger. The man handed Warren the morpher and slid the now empty case across the floor. "Like I said, place the shards onto the screen and it will absorb the fragments and allow you to morph. It's a bit old school but you have to call out 'It's Morphin Time!' Then hit the morph button. Each of you will have a different connection to the grid, causing you to morph in a slightly different way. If we stand close together when we morph, two or more of us, the Morphing Grid will become slightly unstable for a moment and cause an explosion behind us. We can use that to our advantage." <br><br>Vance stepped back and motioned for the others to step off the teleportation panels. "So this is home for a while, there are bunks to the east, follow the green glowing light and it will take you to bunks, red leads to the kitchen, showers are the white light. Settle in and get ready, At some point we will be needed and jump straight into action. I suggest you all take some time to get to know one another."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Green Goo Theory</strong> on <strong>06-03-2020, 22:32:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9GbC6Ra.jpg[floatleft])</div><strong>Name</strong> Corvo<br><strong>Ranger</strong> Series White<br><strong>Location</strong> Pyramidas<br><strong>Tagging</strong> All<br><strong>Other</strong> N/A<br><hr><br>It was true that Corvo’s people hadn’t produced a lot of Rangers.&nbsp; Until Dregon attempted to usurp the throne they hadn’t needed Rangers, The Masked Riders, or even any weapons for a thousand years prior.&nbsp; Decades of war and hardship had changed that long before the current occupying forces.&nbsp; A garden world warped and twisted into a dusty rock floating in space and between wars and hardships pacifists had been shaped into warriors.&nbsp; <br><br>Corvo had plenty of exposure Rangers and Ranger lore in his travels around the galaxy.&nbsp; Many planets housing their own permanent teams such as those on Aquitar, some forces were mobile, and others little more than legends or myths and mentioned only in passing.&nbsp; He never had his own run-ins, fortunately.&nbsp; Not when he would’ve been on the opposite end of their swords, at least.&nbsp; <br><br>Corvo filed in after the others to accept the morpher where he gave it a quiet inspection.&nbsp; The device held by its edges like it was the most delicate thing in the world.&nbsp; The device spinning giving him a clear view of every nook and cranny as if trying to decipher it’s secrets from sight alone.&nbsp; His other senses keeping tabs of everything around him.&nbsp; <br><br>A sudden pause at Vance’s words and he couldn’t help but smile.&nbsp; His eyes then darted from person to person all currently holding their morphers and the twirling of the device very suddenly stopped.<br><br>“No morphing all together inside.&nbsp; &nbsp;Got it.&nbsp; I already broke one ship today.&nbsp; I don’t need to break another.”&nbsp; <br><br>“Before I do the uh...thing.”&nbsp; Corvo's initial excited faded enough to remind him of the sharp pain in his side.&nbsp; His hands briefly pointing the stone at the morpher but without touching the two together.&nbsp; His eyes then moved to Sofia and lingered briefly on the dark stain on her side “Are we good to do this before getting medical attention?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>07-03-2020, 05:27:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/Connor_Detriot_Become_Human.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Alpha X<br><strong>Ranger: </strong> Black<br><strong>Location: </strong> Pyramidas<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> All<br><strong>Other</strong><br><hr><br>Alpha seemed a little surprised when Vance recognized him as an Alpha unit.&nbsp; He thought that his holographic disguise was perfect.&nbsp; Perhaps it was something else that gave him away?&nbsp; Then again, if there was any group of people who would be able to see past his disguise, it would be the crew of the Pyramidas.<br><br>Catching the morpher that was thrown at him, he stared down at the familiar, yet unfamiliar design of the device that would allow one to tap into the morphing grid.&nbsp; The design was a lot sleeker than he was used to seeing.&nbsp; Still, the controls seemed intuitive enough and in all likelihood, get the job done.&nbsp; He slipped the morpher over his wrist, allowing it to click into place .&nbsp; He then held up and examined the shard that had apparently chosen him to become a member of the newest Ranger team.&nbsp; After a small moment, he pocketed away the shard for the time being.<br><br>The robot was about to turn and address the others when Corvo pointed out Sofia's injury.&nbsp; "Ah!&nbsp; You're injured!&nbsp; We need to get you to a doctor right away!&nbsp; Vance, do you have medical staff onboard?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pumpkin Seeds</strong> on <strong>16-03-2020, 03:49:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/220457670/original.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Sofia Sato Fuentes<br><strong>Ranger</strong> Green<br><strong>Location</strong> Pyramidas<br><strong>Tagging</strong> All<br><strong>Other</strong> Wound description<br><hr><br><br>A small broke the dark grease pant of her face.&nbsp; White teeth flashed in what might have been a beautiful smile before her life took this turn.&nbsp; Cracked black and green paint frozen back into place when her eyes fell on the morpher.&nbsp; Delicately, gently she plucked the device up to examine the alien creation.&nbsp; Gone was the pain to her side, gone the light headedness of blood loss and fading adrenaline.&nbsp; Instead child like wonder replaced the aches and pains.&nbsp; The hand clutching the green shard, the same which had splinted and staunched the bleeding at her side now moved to set the shimmering fragment into place.&nbsp; A shiver raced down her spine when a pulse lifted from the device and through her fingertips.&nbsp; She smiled again but with a dark promise to seek vengeance for those that had fallen.&nbsp; <br><br>Much as it always did, reality came crashing back to her senses.&nbsp; Mention of medical attention seemed to remind her brain and body of what had happened.&nbsp; Knees buckled and she stumbled toward&nbsp; a bit of furniture to rock her hips against.&nbsp; That device, no matter it’s original purpose, would now serve as her brace.&nbsp; Fingers pried open the camoflouge jacket she wore.&nbsp; Armor shifting along with her weapon so that she could pull back to reveal the piercing wound to her side.&nbsp; Dark blood indeed flowed freely now with a slow progression down her abdomen and leg.&nbsp; <br><br>“I guess bikini season is out.”<br><br>Indeed the weapon that had made the wound had sliced neatly through flesh and muscle.&nbsp; A widening puncture wound that was made at high velocity and strength.&nbsp; Shards had tore up further as the weapon in question had cruelly exploded on impact and allowed the shards to burn and burrow.&nbsp; Slowly she inhaled and then exhaled, starting to fumble with her free hand for gauze and rough bandages.&nbsp; Her efforts now moving to staunch the bleeding once more.<br><br>“Not exactly how I want to greet my new team.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>16-03-2020, 22:16:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcSZm16pwoiD2VbAWcUjHuhQPCmGlOeKazjINShATxWOB8EsnVZg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Tri Novak<br><strong>Ranger</strong> Purple<br><strong>Location</strong>Unknown Location<br><strong>Tagging</strong> All<br><strong>Other</strong><br><hr><br>The man who had earlier introduced hi self as Vance stepped forwards and waved his morpher over the others then he moved towards Tri and spoke <strong>"Happy to have you aboard Tri, no hesitation. I like that, don't be afraid to ask questions, we all need to get to know one another."</strong>. He smiled and offered her the morpher which she immediately took and strapped to her arm inserting the shard to the space provided. "I will thank you" she responded. Vance moved amongst the others speaking their names as if he knew them all personally. Tri guessed his own morpher must have provided him with the information. Then Vance was explaining the lay out of their new home. <br><br>Minutes later they discovered that the other female was injured, the Alpha and one of the others rushing to her side <strong>“I guess bikini season is out."</strong> the woman joked and Tri cracked a grin on her behalf. She didn't really know much about giving a person medical aid but knew enough to look around for supplies Vance had said follow the red lights for the kitchen, perhaps there was a medical box in there! "I'll go see if I can find something to use as a bandage!" she called out to the others tearing off along the corridors in search of the universal red cross symbol.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>22-03-2020, 17:43:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f8/4a/d1/f84ad12d3a3421cbfc86e1474384db7d.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Warren Klyne<br><strong>Ranger:</strong> Series Red<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Ranger H.Q.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> All<br><strong>Other:</strong> Applying field first aid until better supplies are found</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Warren despite all this craziness going on, was still a soldier, and he could <em>see</em> how Vance was looking at Corvo. It caused the weary fighter to look at the man in the space suit once again, and something was <em>off</em>. He couldn't place it, but his gut told him to be wary. And trusting his gut all these years was how he'd survived and continued to fight against the forces of evil threatening the big blue marble he and billions of people had once called home. <br><br>That number was a lot smaller now, but no way in Hell he'd ever stop fighting. When it was his turn, Vance telling him he that not everyone got a second chance triggered something in him. It wasn't anger, though like most people would take it. He was too tired, too done with this shit to be angry at Vance not realizing he'd done <em>nothing</em> but try his hardest to fight for Earth since he was able with what he had, like that wasn't enough. Instead, it was elation. A deep chuckle rumbled out from his diaphragm as the pure realization of what was going on hit him. <br><br>"You're right. Not many soldiers on the back foot in a losing war for years get the chance to make a <em>real</em> difference outta nowhere. Even my powers aren't enough to stop Thrax and his forces...not more than a small group at a time anyway. This...this changes <em>everything</em>," he said with a grin. As soon as the Morpher was in his hand, he eagerly slid it onto his right arm past his wrist, but not without an amount of reverence for what he was undertaking. <br><br>He was about to become a <strong>Power Ranger!!</strong> His excitement turned to worry when he realized he was smelling copper. A lot of it. And he would never forget the overpowering stench of fresh blood. He turned to the other soldier in their midst and looked on as she revealed her wound. It was a nasty one, no doubt recently acquired in a vicious fight. But she was alive, so that was a plus. Walking over to her, he kneeled down, ignoring her personal space as soldier to soldier, he didn't care about what she felt at the moment.<br><br>&nbsp;He cared about keeping her alive. He couldn't help laughing when she joked about bikini season being over for her. "Oh please...everybody loves a sexy scar," he said as he gave her a playful wink to take her mind off the pain even if only temporarily. But damn, girl. A lesser man or woman woulda passed out and went into shock from trauma and blood loss by now." <br><br>It was obvious she was self-sufficient, but even the best doctor in the world couldn't operate on himself with a severed hand. She was in no shape to be administering basic first-aid. Gently, he reached out to grab her supplies, then looked up into her eyes. "Don't worry. I'll get you patched up until we find better supplies and a better solution. Can't have our new Green Ranger dyin' before our first group photo, now can we?" He smiled, and began to expertly re-apply and tighten the bandages and gauze to keep her injury from spilling all her blood onto the floor.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>31-03-2020, 03:14:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/BlBa96H.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Vance<br><strong>Ranger/Role:</strong> Series Gold<br><strong>Location:</strong> Command Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Rangers<br><strong>Other:</strong><br><br>".....Medical attention?" Vance asked in a soft, confused tone before fixing his eyes on a red wound. His glance quickly flickered from the wound up to the woman with it. A half smile spread over his face on her comment about bikini season, that reminded him to make sure to find a beach to take everyone out to once some land was freed. He took a moment and inhaled then looked straight at Alpha. "Find Dr. K, she shouldn't have gotten far. She can update you with some basic first aid data that should help should this happen again." He ordered while Warren got to work.<br><br>"Tri, down the hall on your right, third room on the left, there is a small examination room with a first aid kit. Warren keep pressure on the wound and get down the same hall, seventh room on the left, operation room." Without any hesitation Vance went on while walking in a slightly hurried pace. "Sofia, try to stay calm and don't move too much, keep that wound as closed as possible. Corvo, I need you to go down the ladder there, and flip the big red switch on the wall, it will divert power from the lesser systems like air conditioning and turn on a medical droid that will clean and seal the wound. If you know anything about Triforian tech maybe you can make this place run a little smoother. I was hoping to ask Tri to do it but she's already off." <br><br>Vance moved to the command center and started to flip switches, opening doors for others to move through, a white light started to flash, showing the team where to go in order to get to the medical rooms. Vance in the mean time started to move with Corvo in order to make sure all was well. He knew more than most in the building about the giant gold pyramid they were all in but even his knowledge didn't go far. <br><br>The medical rooms were small, one was barely bigger than a closet and used purely to examine a body with one other person. The other was a bare bones operation room with a long table in the center of the room and a mechanical arm mounted into the ground next to the table that had a sensor built into the palm of the clawed arm. <br><br>Realizing he didn't explain the machine, he shouted up to the others. "TRI PUT THE BANDAGES IN THE ELBOW OF THE ARM AND KEEP EVERYONE OTHER THAN SOFIA AWAY FROM THE TABLE!....Corvo, flip the switch." He called and ordered while moving to a metal rung latter that led to a sub level with flips and switches all different colors and shapes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Power Rangers: Fractured Grid</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deathnote</strong> on <strong>03-04-2020, 05:25:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/Connor_Detriot_Become_Human.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Alpha X<br><strong>Ranger: </strong> Black<br><strong>Location: </strong> Pyramidas<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> All<br><strong>Other</strong><br><hr><br>"Ay yi yi yi yi!" Alpha could only shake his head as he watched the others make their own moves to help the situation.&nbsp; He felt a bit helpless, unable to do anything except watch.&nbsp; He was pretty good with fixing up machines, but this situation called for a medical expert, not a mechanic.&nbsp; Fortunately, Vance seemed to have a task for him, which was to find Dr. K.&nbsp; He took one more look toward Sofia as she was being attended to by Warren.&nbsp; Tri and Corvo also had their instructions.&nbsp; With the knowledge that Sofia's situation was already being taken care of, the Edenoi robot decided to go about the task he was assigned.<br><br>The hallways of Pyramidas kind of reminded him of the Astro Megaship and wondered if perhaps the inside was redesigned with that ship in mind.&nbsp; On his way to where Dr. K should be located, he passed by another hallway that led to the hangar bay.&nbsp; He made a note to go visit that part of Pyramidas when he had the chance.<br><br>"Hello?&nbsp; Dr. K?&nbsp; It's me, Alpha X.&nbsp; Vance told me that you could update me with some basic first aid data," Alpha X said as soon as he found Dr. K.
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