Rangers: Now Recruiting

[morphmasters]

Whatever you was doing? Wherever you were? It's now irrelevant. You see a sudden flash of light, a sensation like you're suddenly made of nothingness, and a rush of electric energy where you think your body must be. There's just enough time and consciousness for you to think that this is frightening, or strange, or perhaps cool, but in a second your body is whole again and you're sprawled on the cold hard ground in the darkness.

The space you find yourself in is dark, save for the twinkling white lights like stars that adorn the walls. As others warp in just like you have, streaks of colored teleportation energy fading around the outlines of their bodies, a ring of light illuminates the central controls. A number of control panels surrounds a central platform, the tops of the panels standing about at waist-height for an adult human. Each panel's outline is lit by a colored streak of light.

A single shape stands on the central platform, hustling and bustling to each successive platform. It's not human---the head is shaped like two cymbals crushed together, the limbs move a little too stiffly, and brightly lit buttons line its torso. It suddenly turns to spot your character, its red visor fixed on you as surely as a human's eyes would be. The little robot throws up its hands, waving you over after a moment.

"Ai yai yai. Ah...what should I say? Oh, that's right. Welcome, humans! And...others. You have been chosen to become Power Rangers."

Congratulations, you're about to find out just what that means.

[ooc: Your character has been given a morpher and a promise that they'll know what to do when they morph. Feel free to talk amongst the other recruits, badger Alpha, accept or refuse the offer at your leisure. No matter what, though, the call of battle will soon reach you, and your character will be teleported out into the wider world (and the call of battle). Don't worry, you'll be back in the Hexagon soon enough.]

Comments

[earthslicer]

"Not now, it's too early..." Groaning, one of her hands held her head as the other arm pushed the rest of her body up. She didn't remember falling asleep on the floor. What was she doing before-

Jerking her eyes up, Emily noticed complete change of scenery. This- this wasn't Shiba House. Everything was different from the old rustic home, with lots of blinking lights and tubes. Where was this?

Then came Alpha. Initially confused at the whole issue, Emily listened to the robot intently, her Samuraizer held firmly in her grip. The other Rangers were...gone?

Mia?

Mike?

Kevin?

Even Jayden?

And yet, she was here, without any memory of any of these horrible things. The Samurai Rangers were still fighting against the Nighloks. The others were still alive. So why weren't any of them called instead?

"Can I really do this on my own?" The pit in her stomach suggested otherwise.

[songoku]

"Yer not on your own!" said Goku, from his perch atop one of the control panels, which he had taken something of a liking to. It hadn't occurred to him that Emily might not actually be addressing him.

"A bunch of us are sticking around, too!"

[morphitudinous]

On my own. The words struck a chord with him. Billy stepped forward, wondering if maybe they were feeling similar things.

"You're missing friends you should be fighting with, aren't you?"

[dragonspooker]

"'On my own', my foot - you're not the only one that's been uprooted here, sister." Lina's comment is half chastising, half encouraging, and she's looking a bit smug. "Weird situation, but there's a lot of us here."