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Post by Mr.Silver on Mar 23, 2024 1:33:02 GMT -5
"Awwwww, I feel loved!" Paul exclaimed. "But as much as I'm enjoying the warm and fuzzies, we need to park these cars and get some sleep. I know a place a few hours from here in LA we can hideout for a bit."
"Paul...are uh.... what about SPD? Won't they come after us? What if we can't outrun them?" Wayne asked.
"We've got a decent head start. They won't come after us today. Brooklyn will want to re-assess and Amy will be up all night trying to restore her tech. Plus, we're technically not supposed to exist. If they get caught publicly coming after us right now, it'll be a terrible look, seeing as five criminals managed to escape prison and steal billions in technology. So they'll eventually come after us but that's a tomorrow problem. Today....good work, everyone." Paul finished, offering praise to his new team.
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Post by GoseiYellow on Mar 23, 2024 16:39:35 GMT -5
"Yeah, yeah. Don't get your hopes up," Lenny spoke dryly, rolling his eyes.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Mar 25, 2024 21:29:21 GMT -5
After Paul finally caught up to the others, the quintet raced away, off towards shelter, knowing that at least in the short term, their lives were about to be more wild now than at any point before. The only question left is that would they survive long enough to tell the tale?
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Back at SPD, things were beginning to settle down. Clean up was taking place but things were delayed due to a certain genius losing her shit while at her computer.
"Those pussies! First that corporate slut steals my gear, then that wet behind the ears kid tanks all of my programs! It's gonna take forever to get things back to normal!" Amy picked up a glass on her desk and flung it against the wall, sitting down after the glass shattered on impact. "And fuckin Paul! This reeks of one of his plans!"
"Amy, you losing your shit isn't helping." Brooklyn stood in front of her desk with Murph sitting next to his feet. Even the good boy could sense how heated his mom was and it left him uneasy.
"You standing there isn't helping either! They fuckin played us!" Amy snapped.
"This was a risk we took when we planted those bombs in their heads and went as far as setting up a raid on DRAGO, we knew this could happen. It just happened sooner than anticipated." Brooklyn rubbed his jaw, still feeling the effects of rumbling with his former comrade.
"Well COMMANDER, what do we do? Since you're so good with plans and all..."
"We keep an eye on them. We can't track them through normal means but when you have five criminals with billions in stolen tech, they're bound to pop up eventually."
"We could nip this in the bud now if we call the rest of the team."
"Not yet." Brooklyn held his hand up. "If by some miracle they can avoid and survive DRAGO, we'll make our move when it's best for us. Trust me."
Amy scoffed and leaned back in her chair. "Fine. But I'm not waiting forever." Amy buried her face in her computer, getting back to work, effectively ending the conversation.
Brooklyn looked down at Murph and gave him a pat. "Keep an eye on her for me." After a confirmation bark, the SPD Commander left the lab. Once he was out of sight range, his expression turned to that of worry. The ultimate plan was high risk and even if he succeeded, would the fallout outweigh the glory?
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A week has passed since the Rangers escaped from prison with their powers and zords. They were getting used to life on the run and quickly learning that there were far more people than some of them realized that were unsavory and had no problem rubbing elbows with other criminals in this underworld of sorts.
Currently, the Rangers were holed up in a warehouse outside of LA. On the outside, it looked abandoned but on the inside, it was decked out more than some mansions. The music was loud and the party was live with each Ranger off doing their own thing in this massive warehouse.
For Paul, he was sitting at a small table with some shady folks, laughing and having drinks, feeling really good after getting one over on his frenemies.
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Post by wwff3 on Mar 25, 2024 21:39:27 GMT -5
Wayne was hunched in a corner in the warehouse. Making his own little area where we was tinkering with random gadgets and designs. Across from him was a blue print to a android like being with multiple equations written across the paper.
"Wayne... don't ya think we should hang out with the others? Like Corrie? Or Kestra? She's bad ass. Or at least Paul."
"I'm fine here... besides you know I don't know how to... socialize." Wayne admitted as he screwed in a light bulb into a invention of his.
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Post by FangZeronos on Mar 26, 2024 13:04:40 GMT -5
Kestra sighed and stretched out, lazing back in a hot tub in a two peice yellow bikini. She smiled and looked up, snickering to herself. "Fuck this is great," she said. "Haven't gotten to chill out like this in a long time. Almost forgot what it felt like..."
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Post by GoseiYellow on Mar 26, 2024 13:39:04 GMT -5
Lenny was seen in the gym, punching the lights out of the punching bag. After his escape, he isn't keen on hanging out with the others, especially Paul since he deems the guy whose head is stuck in his ass. He wasn't even planning on staying with them any longer. In fact, he was planning himself to getting away from the team and go back to his life where he won't have to deal with anyone else.
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Post by conjuries1108 on Mar 26, 2024 16:15:15 GMT -5
Corrie found herself sitting on the roof of the warehouse they had been holed up in for the last week. Her mind racing on all of the things that could go wrong and might go wrong. She closed her eyes as the wind swirled around her and she smiled softly absorbing the sun. "This is actually nice." She said shrugging to herself.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Mar 26, 2024 22:18:57 GMT -5
"So a Ranger huh? Does it really give you some super rush of adrenaline?" One guy asked Paul while they were having drinks.
"Dude, in the suit, you feel like you can do anything!" Paul exclaimed. "And seeing the way Brooklyn's face merged so well with my fist. It was fuckin awesome!"
"That all sounds good, but you sure they won't find yall?" One woman asked, looking more capable than most guys when it came to handling herself in a fight.
"Positive. I trust the kid did good work." Paul leaned back in his chair, taking another sip of his drink.
"I mean sure, the nerd might be good, but what if yall have to face some real tough competition?" A smaller man asked. "I mean brainiac looks like he's scared of his own shadow, angry man's got a shitty attitude. You got one in a two piece who's fuckin bad and the other chick who went off somewhere. It ain't your normal band of misfits, Paulie."
"Bro, it's all about the hand you've been dealt." Paul responded casually. "All I know is that they all play their part. I wouldn't be sitting here right now if it weren't for them."
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Post by FangZeronos on Mar 28, 2024 10:21:40 GMT -5
Kestra stretched as she climbed out of hte hot tub, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her waist. "See you later, boys," she said, sauntering off. She made her way toward the kitchen, looking for a drink. She knew she should probably cover up, but she didn't care. "Let them stare. I know these babies are perfect."
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Post by GoseiYellow on Mar 29, 2024 0:10:28 GMT -5
Lenny punched the punching bag, nearly breaking its hinges before taking the beer and scarfing it down as if it was the only drink in the world, "Fuck... I gotta be around these clowns, but it's better than being controlled like a puppet by Regina George. I bet she's looking for that demon douche to fuck her brains out," he muttered to himself.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Mar 29, 2024 21:44:55 GMT -5
"Damn right they are." Paul made his way to the kitchen, looking for a drink just like Kestra was. He looked in the fridge, eventually finding a beer. "That's good though. No judgment here using what you got to get where you wanna go." He closed the door with his foot, handing Kestra a beer with his other hand.
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Post by FangZeronos on Mar 30, 2024 14:04:17 GMT -5
Kestra chuckled and took the beer. "Thanks," she said. "And yeah, these babies got me into and out of trouble a few times. Even helped me in college." She opened the beer and took a drink, snickering a bit. "Honestly, I should have just opened up a spicy site and saved myself the jailtime, but I guess getting cocky is all I can do."
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Post by Mr.Silver on Mar 30, 2024 14:32:45 GMT -5
"Yeah, getting cocky seems to be the theme with all of us here." Paul said before taking another sip of his beer. "If we're gonna survive this, we've gotta tighten up, because it's only a matter of time before DRAGO and SPD both find us."
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Post by wwff3 on Mar 30, 2024 16:15:36 GMT -5
Wayne put the finishing touches on his tiny robot as it started to walk fir the first time he looked on with pride before it short circuited and its head exploded before it collapsed in a heap. He sighed as he tilted his head back annoyed before starting to tinker with is again. "Wires overheated..." He said to A5 who shook her head.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Mar 30, 2024 18:11:28 GMT -5
In his fortress of excellence, Lord Drago was standing with a glass of whiskey from 1800 in one hand and the other in his pocket. He watched several screens.
"You look deep in thought. Care to share with the rest of the class?" Joey entered the room, picking up the bottle of whiskey and fixing himself a glass.
"Pretty sure you can guess. For centuries, I've gone unopposed. There were only a handful of people I really had to keep an eye on. Duncan Macleod, Prince Endymion, Methos..." Lord Drago's face became visibly more agitated when mentioning his former horseman comrade. "They steer as clear of me as possible but now, you have these damn heroes popping up like cockroaches thinking they're more than what they are. And your precious government is the biggest culprit."
Joey remained silent, sipping his drink while Lord Drago continued to rant.
"First SPD. I spared them twice, believing that we had an understanding, but your little girlfriend and your BFF thought it was a good idea to send some Suicide Squad rip offs to send me a message."
"Lord Dr...er Zephyr, if this is SPD's work, why not just flip it on them. Killing that rag tag crew would be too easy, but turning them on SPD gets more done. You'd have your own group of Rangers and couple that with DRAGO resources, you'd have them in a fuckin chokehold."
"I could do that." Zephyr took another sip. "But I won't. After Zaron's defeat at the hands of the Aura Strikers, Dragonis and Orochimaru being beaten by SRS, and SPD stopping Valentine's plan, there are those beginning to wonder if I'm ripe for the picking. Recruiting those Nitro Blaze fuckers sends the wrong message. I will stomp them out and send a message to SPD and everyone else who thinks that DRAGO is weakening that I'm NOT to be fucked with!"
Joey sighed. "And what if SPD doesn't back off? You know they just won't sit back and take this."
Zephyr turned around to look directly in Joey's eyes. "And you know I'm a man of my word. I promised you I wouldn't touch your little friends if you worked for me and SPD stayed out of my business. Now I am willing to treat this as an isolated incident with your friends not being in their right minds with your absence. But if they launch another attack on my forces, I Will make it my business to flood the streets with their blood and line the earth with their skulls on pikes!" Zephyr walked past Joey, leaving the room with the Ranger turned immortal visibly distraught, not knowing how he would get out of this one.
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