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

[gigglesnortpriestess]

She'll believe it when she sees it. Sorry Billy, she's not like this normally but Yukiko believed more in the TV World where they summoned parts of themselves to fight. Besides, aren't superheroes supposed to be good at this kind of thing, not be awkward turtles?

"I don't really know how to fight."

Except hitting things with fans and burn things, you know...normal stuff.

[morphitudinous]

Ah, Billy understood that well. His expression shifted into an encouraging one, though he still couldn't quite smile. "I didn't know how when I started either. The Power will help you until you can do it on your own. You don't have to worry."

[gigglesnortpriestess]

She kept hearing that a lot, 'the Power'.

"What exactly is 'the power'?"

[morphitudinous]

"It's what we'll be using to fight. It comes from the Grid, this planet's protective energy. Its power fluctuates to fuel Rangers when the balance between good and evil threatens to top over, and given how dire the situation is, I think we'll receive enough power to handle it," Billy explained, probably still cryptically.

[gigglesnortpriestess]

It still does but she figured that's all she'll be able to get out of anyone right now. Looks like they'll find out about it later.

"How long have you been one?"

[morphitudinous]

"About two years," Billy confessed, glancing down at his hands. "You learn quickly. Don't worry, you'll be fine---and the others who have more experience will cover for you, they did for me."

He tried his best to look encouraging. "So how are you feeling?"

[gigglesnortpriestess]

"Still pretty lost. But I think I'll be ok."

She hopes you're right about this.