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PREVIOUSLY ON POWER RANGERS:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/45584896/

You lay on the beach, exhaustion gripping your body like an old friend at this point. The fight with the black knight had been intense, but in the end you’d come out on top, thanks to the power of some weird watch that fell from the sky. Hell the watch was probably the reason you were attacked in the first place. You force yourself to sit up, grunting as you do so, it seems that not all the pain from the fight had just disappeared once you had changed back to normal.

You bring the watch up to your face to examine it, it’s an odd thing, a gold analogue watch, although it appears to be made of plastic rather than any metal you can recognise. You turn it over in your hands, and find that the dial on its side is actually a button, probably better that you don’t touch that considering it’s more than likely the thing that turned you from plain old Marcus into a superpowered man in red spandex.

What a fucking night, all you’d wanted was to clear your head before a Spanish test, and your end result was fighting a fucking monster man and becoming what seemed to be a superhero.

With that you push yourself up from the ground, the tiredness from the fight finally beginning to subside. However as you finally stand up, you see a flash of light from one of the streets near the beach, it’s not too far from the conflict that you’d just fought that night and you could probably reach it if you want.

What do you do?
>Go home, had enough of this shit for one night
>Check it out, it might be related
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>>45643122

>Check it out, it might be related

Might as well kick us off with this
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>>45643122
>Check it out, it might be related
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ZORDON!

How're you doing?

>Check it out, it might be related
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>>45643286
I'm doing alright, thanks for asking.

>>45643174
>>45643283
>>45643286
Check it out it is. Writing
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>>45643122
Fuck it, you’re already one fight down with a knight of all things, and you’re not going to get much sleep tonight anyway. May as well follow this rabbit hole as far down as it goes. You set off at a jog towards the location from which the light came from, mentally preparing yourself for another fucked up encounter with a knight seeking to steel your new watch. The thing isn’t even that nice, other than the whole turning you into a super hero thing. You eventually get off the beach and the sand, and make your way towards the light, hearing the sounds of a fight as you do so. So it seems you were right then, the light is related, well it most likely is considering the sounds of combat coming from the area.

You slow your jog down to something slower and more covert, slinking up next to a building on the corner of the two streets, that being the one you are currently on and the one which seems to be the source of the noise, as you move towards the location. The fighting doesn’t seem to be dying down by any means, you peak your head slowly around the corner of the building.

A battle is most certainly raging, a woman in a yellow suit very much resembling your new red one is facing off against another woman in flowing white robes, her own face obscured by a mask that appears to be crying. Like one of the ones that the drama department insisted on posting out the front of their staff room, with a nice comic sans font with their department written on it. You know, if school and death battles with fuck-terrifying creatures were related.

“My dear,” The woman purred at her yellow clad opponent, “Please don’t make this harder than it needs to be. I just want to help you.”

Her response was a yell and the woman in yellow running at her to punch her in the face.

What do you do?
>IT’S MOFUCKIN HERO TIME! HELP THIS CHICK OUT
>Wait to see if she needs help, she might want to take down her opponent by herself
>Ayy fuck, leg it
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>>45643525

>IT’S MOFUCKIN HERO TIME! HELP THIS CHICK OUT
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>>45643525
>IT’S MOFUCKIN HERO TIME! HELP THIS CHICK OUT
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>>45643525
>>IT’S MOFUCKIN HERO TIME! HELP THIS CHICK OUT

Give the mask something cry about.
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>>45643569
>>45643752
>>45643819
Writing for MORPHIN' TIME!
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You can’t just leave her to get killed by one of those fucking freaks, time to show the world what you’re made of. You pull out from looking and stand behind the wall, obscuring yourself from view. With a smirk you bring the watch up to eye level and press the button. Instantly, the light floods through your body again spreading via your blood vessels from your arms all the way around your body, once more exploding behind your eyes.

You explode in fire and red light, and when the mix of light and flame subdues you stand there in your red power suit. The new sword you picked up from smokey the bandit in your right hand.

“What was that!?” You hear the masked woman exclaim, probably at your fuckin’ a transformation.

You come out from behind the corner, sword lazing on your shoulder, sauntering as you do so. If you’re going to make an entrance, you have to make the entrance right after all. You can see the body language of both women change to one of shock as you appear from around the corner. It’s then that you get a good look at the woman in yellow, her own helmet resembles a snake and you can see that she too has a kana emblazoned on her chest “蛇.”

“Draco? I see you have a host, care to give me a hand with mine?” The woman asks you, venom and mirth mixing on her tongue.

“Sorry about that, I’m afraid that Draco’s slightly occupied at the moment. I can take a message if you like,” You respond, bringing the sword down from your shoulder.

You can vaguely hear the yellow woman say something that sounds like “What the fuck?” under her breath. Not that you blame her of course.

What do you do?
>Open up with fire hands
>Test out your new toy, the sword seems quite nice
>Get over to the yellow woman and see if she’s ok
>Other (write in)
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>>45644364
>Test out your new toy, the sword seems quite nice
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>>45644364
>Get over to the yellow woman and see if she’s ok
Then...
>Test out your new toy, the sword seems quite nice
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>>45644409
>>45644364
supporting
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>>45644409
This is good
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>>45644409
Second on this
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>>45644744
>>45644619
>>45644409
>>45644426
>>45644400
writing. Bear with me, having some tech troubles down my end
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>>45644957
Also I forgot, can you please roll 1d100?
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>45644988
R-R-REV UP THOSE 1S!
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Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>45644957
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>>45645011
WE GOOD
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>>45644957
Zordon?
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Z...Zordon...you still with us man?
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He had electronic problems last thread, I think? So that may have caught up to him.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5trO3gwioJM
>>45646074


AH-HAHAHAHAHAA! Zordon is no longer here with you puny power punks!

>>45646143

You fool I sent my monsters to attack Zordon's command center. All my monsters have electric attacks.
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>>45645011
>>45645013
>>45645182
>>45645780
>>45646074
>>45646143
>>45646143
>>45646165
DON'T WORRY, IT'S BACK UP! Been having some serious issues with power on my street, been off and on all week.
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>>45646768
You need some... power coins ?
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>>45646810
You went there you bastard
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>>45646810
I very well might. Although they sent me a lovely email saying it should be fixed within a few days.

>tfw live in shitty part of town because poor uni student
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>>45646870
Sh....

>>45646899
I got you Zordon. I'm good now.

Got a boy who makes coins thanks to NinjorQuest.
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>>45646899
Ah damn that sucks.
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>>45644364
“You okay?” You call out the woman dressed in yellow, your eyes not leaving her opponent.

“I’m fine!” She responds, “What the hell is going on!?”

You shrug, “Beats me.”

With that you lunge at the woman, swinging your brand new sword at her head with a mighty yell. You smile as the blade connects with her shoulder, then are taken aback as it moves entirely down her arm and slices it off entirely. Her limb falling to the ground useless and bloodied. You’re more than taken aback as the woman howls in pain, and you’re shocked. What the fuck? WHAT THE FUCK!? You step back, only for her screams to turn to laughter.

“Oh, very nice, I can see how you beat Draco now, dearie,” The woman laughs maniacally, as her limb begins to reform out of her bloodied wound, “Very nice indeed.”

“My turn now,” She smiles before she lunges at you, pulling a pair of knives out of her flowing robes.

You jump backwards, dodging the slashing blades, backpedalling at an alarming rate. It seems that even when tired, your power level is substantially increased when you’re wearing this lovely suit. The woman laughs maniacally as she slashes at you, and you keep jumping backwards, occasionally raising your sword to block.

With your focus on the woman in front of you, you don’t notice the other suited individual approaching behind the woman. That is until she slams her fist into the woman’s head, and a knee into her back following her recoil. The woman falls forward toward you, but manages to bring herself back up to a standing position before you can react

What do you do?
>Fire!
>Sword!
>Fist!
>Do you say anything to the yellow ranger? (write-in)
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Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>45647123
>Combine both fire and sword to take this bitch down
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Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>45647123
>>Fire!
>Do you say anything to the yellow ranger? (write-in)
"You want to get in with this sometime soon?"
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It was probably a bad idea that we knew that we got a weird red costume, because
1. how would we know that? Did we see our reflection? There isn't much time for self-inspection in the middle of a fight
2. we're missing out on an easy joke
>holy shit where'd you get that costume, it looks awesome
>you're wearing one too, dude
>I am?!
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>>45647217
FUG MISSED OPPORTUNITIES
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Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>45647123
FIRE SWORD
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>>45647123
You nod at the woman in yellow, before turning back towards your opponent. The woman’s laughter has turned to a snarl as she brought her knives back up to a readied position. With another growl she lunges at you, a howl in her voice.

“How dare you interrupt me!?” She screeches.

You move out of the way of her lunge, allowing her knife to barely touch your shoulder before you ignite your hands with fire, allowing the flames to move up the sword. You launch a counter attack, bringing the sword against her with a grunt of your own. The sword making contact with her body. And she hisses in pain in response as she falls to her hands and knees. She growls at you, forcing herself back up to her feet to lunge at you once more. You duck the slice and answer with an attack of your own, cutting at her legs. You make contact once more, and she falls to the ground.

Before she can react further, she is cut off by your new ally smashing her foot against her head, grinding her head into the floor with the blow. She screeches in pain, and the yellow wearing woman smashes her foot into her head again. Only for the woman in the mask to dart out of the way of the third stomp, rolling to the side and throwing a knife up at your ally. It catches her in the shoulder and she falls back, her own howls of pain being added to the scene.

What do you do?
>Attack the enemy, finish her off
>Get the yellow ranger back to her feet
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>>45647620
>Attack the enemy, finish her off

First the monster then the yellow woman
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>>45647620
>Get the yellow ranger back to her feet
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>>45647620
>Get the yellow ranger back to her feet
"Here!" Switch weapons with her.
>Shoot fire while she hits with your sword
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>>45647620
>Get the yellow ranger back to her feet
We've been getting through this with teamwork. Compliment Yellow on her commitment to underhanded tactics, she strikes while the iron is hot (and distracted and facing the other way)
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>>45647671
>>45647620
this.
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>>45647671
This pls
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>>45644364
Kanji, not kana. Kana are the Japanese syllabaries (apparently alphabet is the wrong term).
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>>45647620
we killed the last guy with his own weapon, we should see if we can have Yellow do that with the sorceress' daggers...
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>>45648706
Why not take her alive, if possible, and interrogate her?
Find out what the fuck is going on.
But it seems like OP might be kill, since he mentioned about his power and isn't back yet.
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Sooo uuuh. Anyone else think that Zordon lost power?
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>>45648914
Giant floating-head tubes take up a lot of kilowatt hours
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>>45648914
Always do. I might try to refrain from running the next episode until I can be sure that whatever the company's doing to the copper is sorted. In actual fact I might call this one here. I'll run a part two tomorrow, hopefully everything should be good by then. Sorry for being such a pain, guys. Thanks for playing
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>>45649453
Of course I can try to keep writing, but there's no guarantee my connection is stable.
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>>45647620
You move to the yellow ranger, hoisting her back to her feet, temporarily ignoring your enemy. She mumbles a thanks as you get her up, before she uses her right arm to yank the knife straight out of her left shoulder. You can hear her hiss with pain as she does so. Before she pushes you to the side, just in time for you to become aware of the masked figure lunging past you, her knife making contact with the one that the yellow ranger stole from her. The two woman stare each other down for a second until your fellow power suited person pulls her leg up and kicks the woman away.

“Thanks,” You grunt to your yellow clad fellow.

“No worries,” She responds, her arm holding up her shoulder, “Do you have a plan, Red?”

>AD BREAK
Sorry again about my wonderful power outages, I’ll run again tomorrow, probably a bit earlier. Love ya, lads.



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