Power Rangers: Call to War

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A new enemy arises. A being said to be born from time itself awakens from its slumber. Its existence causes time to fluctuate and the timelines of the infinite universes become one. With a simple thought it summons itself a body, a powerful master of darkness from the past of the universe and merges with it to become a mastermind of unbelievable power. The body it chose was that of Lord Zedd, a once powerful lord of evil. With time in the hands of Lord Zedd, who shares a body with the being of time, he summons the shattered legions of evil from the infinite timelines and together proposes to conquer the universe, starting with their most troublesome foe, Earth.

With the villains being able to exist in the same universe, so do the Power Rangers. But something has changed; Zordon returned and along with Zedd, possesses the only knowledge of what has happened. As such he summons every Ranger he can locate in the twisted time to the Command Center and explains to them that Lord Zedd has returned as the ultimate threat.
The Rangers begin their war against all of evil.

Rules
1. Follow the rules of site and section.
2. Power Rangers only, no Super Sentai. It’d just get confusing otherwise.
3. 3 characters per person. For now.
4. The Rangers and Villains don’t need to be the one’s from the show. You can just blame time distortions for the rangers being different people, but it doesn’t mean you have to make up a character. For instance, you can be the Green MMPR as Tommy Oliver while someone else is the White MMPR as Tommy Oliver while someone else is a made up character as the Black Dino Thunder Ranger. But it might be easier to play as a character that is already defined for you.
5. Post all OCs in the OOC thread
6. I’ll add more rules as I need them.

OC’s and accepted characters are in the OOC thread.

 

OOC: Startin' this betch. Not quite sure where you want to start so start anywhere you feel like in Angel Grove.

IC: Zordon had called many rangers into the world upon which he existed. Spread throughout the city of Angel Grove and the nearby landscapes small groups of Rangers appear from their own times and dimensions. This world was a battle field. The Rangers from different teams did not know what to expect ahead of them but at the same time they where contacted by Zordon through a one way telepathic message.
"Rangers, I have summoned you to this world from your own in order to stop Lord Zedd who has taken the power of time for himself. Monsters will surely appear and they will be many. Be careful."

 

Leon turned his head as he stood at a shrine within the city's industiral district, last he recalled he was fighting Xandread's Moogers with his team as an everyday occurence until n the dead of night, he was called here to this different reality or world as one would put it, if he had to guess, it didn't have a Leon Stone in this world then he heard the same man's voice that beckoned him to enter this realm.

"Looks like I have no choice in the matter, if it's to save my own world, I'll do it." He thought to himself, resolving himself with that conviction, he arrived here alone and did not know who were the other rangers or their real identities, but in the end, they'll meet up and fight this Zedd who was a threat.

Leon looked at his breast jacket pocket that held his Samuraizer, or in other cases, his morpher to become his Ranger form and began to walk in a random direction.

 

BEFORE READING, HAVE THE VIDEO PLAY IN ANOTHER WINDO/TAB: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cCP9sb4ihcw&feature=related

The sky darkened over the skies of Angel Grove forest as a rift resembling a maelstrom opened up in the sky, spitting a crack of silver lightning that struck into the heart of the wilderness. As the sound of rumbling thunder dissipated, the storm began to settle as a figure clad in charcoal-colored armor in the form of a knight emerged from the thick smoke and lifted himself from the fissure.
Before the armored knight stood a sword, stabbed into the ground. Clutching his weapon firmly into his hand, he tore it out from the smoldering earth and placed back into it's sheath. His arm twitched, almost as if he could feel the sword crying out for someone to clash with. There will be much fighting in the events to come, but now was a time to deliberate on his next objective.
As he stepped forward to examine his new surroundings, the rustling of his armor hitting the ground echoed through the mist-veiled woods. The ground was solid, but malleable, the air humid, and stone and wood covered the landscape.

"Yes.", hummed the Grand Knight as he once again clutched his sword and gazed into the piecing stare of his helmet's reflection from his blade. "I shall sow the greatest war this cosmos has ever seen into this planet's soil."

 

The sound of a fist repeatedly connecting with a punching bag echoed throughout the serene dojo. Hope Masterson stood in her street clothes before the punching bag, sweat dripping down her forehead. As she threw her fist forward again, her vision blanked and she felt as though she was falling, air out of her lungs with hardly any control on where she was going. When she came to, her outward flying fist hit stone. Reacting as anyone would, she drew her fist back toward her, grimacing. The stone she'd hit was what appeared to be some kind of statue of a giant fist; she didn't recognize it. When she looked around, she didn't completely recognize her surroundings either.
Hope gasped at the voice that resonated in her mind. Whoever it was that had spoken obviously knew who she was, and she wasn't the only one who'd been yanked to this place by the judging of the voice's plural address. It wasn't much of a welcome or an explanation, but Hope had to trust that the owner of that voice knew what they were doing; and she assumed they must be someone trustworthy. She touched the back pocket on her jeans, indiscreetly feeling for her morpher; it was there. She looked around the park once more, trying to decide where to go from here.

 

Leon walked along the pravement, the first thing that came to his mind that in the history of previous Rangers before his team, there was a few teams protecting one city at one time and it was called Angel Grove housing perhaps, where the Power Rangers were first born and became a force to be reckoned with throughout the ages.

"...Why this place of all things?" He thought to himself and looked up briefly at the clear blue sky, he wondered what the other Rangers were like, but finding even one Ranger would be hard to find because when you take up the power, you don't reveal who or what you are to the general public since the Ranger's saved Earth many times that the people who jump at the chance to thank their saviours and maybe stalk them to no end, what's more was, when you take up the power, you use to protet the innocent and stop the evil threat.

"Does time here proceed normally as in my world?" he thought to himself, it was a bit of a worry since if time here moved the same way as their homeworld's the other Rangers would search for them with worry. "Just have to hope for the best I suppose..." he thought he walked into a nearby park.

 

"It's finally my turn" Ren thought walking through Angel grove. He was finally a power ranger, his life long dream was finally completed. That was pretty much the whole reason he moved to angel grove.

"Now if I can just find some other rangers". According to the voice that previously rang through his head. There are some other ranger here too. Now all he had to do was find them. "I hope this will be easy than it sounds"

 

Hope couldn't think of much to do. To find the other Rangers, she couldn't simply come out and say who she was (that would be a foolish move). She sat on a bench and placed her chin on her palms, thinking. Then a different thought came to her: what about her team? Were they here too or was it just one member who was chosen from each of the Ranger sects? Hope reached into her front pocket and pulled out her phone; perhaps she could call someone and let them know what was going on. The phone's screen lit up, only to reveal a low battery message over her wallpaper.
"Nice," Hope moaned. "Of all the clichés, it had to be this one. I can't even talk to my Rangers...."

 

"Okay, now I'm in a bad mood".

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Jetting through the streets was a man on a crimson-red bike, drifting through every turn and speeding past civilians and even passing between moving cars to get further up the road. Tracing back his steps, he remembered being on the motocross tracks with his brother back in Blue Harbor Bay when there was a sudden flash of white light that caught him off guard. The flash caused him to lose control of his bike and he crashed into the ground. Before being knocked unconscious, he noticed how the ground hadn't felt like the dirt of the tracks, but pavement.

When he came to, he was in his ninja uniform in a city he had never been to before. The biggest surprise was the crimson beetle-shaped device on his wrist. Hunter knew what it was, of course; it was the Crimson Thunder morpher his sensei Master Omino had entrusted him with many years ago. The symbol of a title he once carried with pride: The symbol of a Power Ranger.

But Hunter's powers were taken from him by the rogue ninja master, Lothor. Lothor was banished into the Abyss and locked away forever, and Hunter's Ranger powers along with him. Because of this, he was able to forfeit his life as the Crimson Thunder Ranger and lead a peaceful life training new students as the instructor of the Thunder Academy.

For now, he had to figure out where this city was and how he got there. He revved his motorcycle and sped up with a wheelie until he could clear the haze that was fogging his mind.


BEFORE READING, HAVE THE VIDEO PLAY IN ANOTHER WINDOW/TAB:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJlNO0GxeFw

He stopped right at the border of the city, in front of a Limestone sign. He put his hands on the sign and traced the lettering as to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him.

The sign read 'Welcome to Angel Grove'.

He turned around and looked back at the city, then he looked down at the oh so familiar morpher strapped to his wrist. It made no sense that it should be there; after all, his Ranger powers were taken from him a long time ago, but the voice he heard earlier said he was taken to another world. Even so, Hunter had heard of Angel Grove, what Power Ranger hasn't? If this was his world, but at the same time another, could it be a different dimension or something else? He had tried several times to contact the other Ninja Rangers, but to no avail. What had happened to the rest of his team? Or his students at the Thunder Ninja Academy? What about his younger brother Blake?

The confusion in Hunter's mind soon swirled into anger and confusion. His mind was filled with visions of the once-destroyed Thunder Academy, of finding his parents dead, of Lothor, who had killed them. In his anger he picked up his helmet and tossed it into the limestone, causing a dent in the sign. Then the visions faded and Hunter collapsed down to his knees.

Panting for breath, he looked over at the city again. He slowly lifted his helmet off the ground and got back on his motorcycle. He had no idea of what was going on, or of where he was, but if he was going to find any answers, he was better off going back to the city and finding them himself. Until then, he couldn't afford to trust anyone or anything until he could piece things together himself.

 

Leon walked along the pathways of the park, hands in his trouser pockets until he heard something that shouldn't even be said, a young woman said some words that got his interest immediately. "Her Rangers? Then she is one of them?" He thought and approached her from behind the bench with the quietest of footsteps.

"Your Rangers Ma'am? I couldn't help but hear those words." He said calmly, notcing the woman jump in surprise at the sound of his voice and her head slowly begining to turn, it was now a moment of truth, will she admit she's one of them or deny it?

 

Hope composed herself from the surprise of being snuck up on and eyed the stranger carefully. She hadn't thought anyone had been near enough to hear her words. Maybe people here didn't have the decency to mind their own business; she'd have to look into that later. Right now, she had to quickly size up this stranger and decide what to tell him. From what he was wearing he looked like any other teenage boy. But what had made him approach her?
"You heard me right," Hope began, piecing some things together. "Let me take a wild guess here: You were minding your own business when you suddenly found yourself here and had a voice talking to you in your head? Am I right?"

 

Leon was asked a question by the female and he did not widen his eyes as much as it was needed. "So I found one of them...but what Ranger colour is she? Most female rangers are Pink or Yellow..." He thought and brought himself around. "That is correct ma'am." He said respectfully to her.

"It's not a best time to show you are a Ranger right now but having allies is more important, not to mention this evil threat cannot possibly be handled by one person."

 

Hope finally relaxed and smiled. "What color are you?" She asked as she moved over so the Ranger could sit next to her. For the moment, she was reluctant to say that she was in fact the red Ranger because this guy seemed to be sizing her up. She wanted to ask a lot more questions, but figured it best to keep the conversation to small talk before they figured out exactly what to do.

 

Leon looked at the young woman who offered him space to sit and not to be rude, he sat down beside her as she asked him the question of his ranger color. "Same color as my t-shirt." He stated, elbows on his knees as he bent forward slightly, looking out to the park which was peaceful as the sun's rays felt warm, if he had to guess, it was perhaps summer time or nearing towards it..

"Now I could ask you the same question as a fellow Ranger and an ally, what is your color?" He asked and turned his head slightly to look at her.

 

Upon his arrival in the city of Angel Grove the Magna Defender watched the sky from atop the building he appeared inside of. He questioned why he was even here since he had died and gave his power to a human. Having been resurrected he began to question why, then he heard the voice of Zordon and gradually began to understand where he was. Assuming there are already other warriors present he waited for a sign of action. In his mind he knew that more would arrive but it would also mean more foes would return too.

 

"My name is Hope Masterson and I'm the red Samurai Ranger," She answered, adding her name. She waited for his reaction, only slightly wondering if he'd scoff at her. But that was the truth, and though it was a burden at times she was proud to be the red Ranger.

 

Leon blinked a few times as if he tried to wrap his head around that small fact until he thought it through. "Well, there is the theory of alternate worlds as well, maybe she's the Red Ranger of that reality and I'm am the Red Ranger of my own as if we didn't exist in each other's worlds or maybe different events played."" he thought and spoke.

"Leon Stone and this may come as a surprise to you but..." He unzipped hsi breast jacket pocket and withdrawn his Samuraizer. "I am also the Red Samurai Ranger." He said, looking at her face. "It's understandable you can't believe it but it's the truth, I will even show you." He stated and stood up, looking around briefly to check that no-one else was around and flipped it out as he pressed a button, writing a kanji for fire and flung his wrist as it flipped around and the morpher called out. "GO GO SAMURAI!" engulfed him as his suit came on and the helmet fitting into place whiel at his left waist side was his sword. as the morpher had vanished within his right hand.

 

Hope tried to cover her astonishment as she stared at Leon. Then the idea of different life-paths came to her mind. "I sometimes wondered what my Rangers would do if I wasn't there; I guess you're my answer." She held out her Samuraizer for Leon to see, but didn't use it. Public attention wasn't something she wanted right now; not to mention that she always felt like someone else when she was suited up. Gripping her Samuraizer, she continued, "But I have to ask: do we lead the same team? I mean, we're different so that only leads me to wonder if the other colors of the Samurai Rangers are different too."

 

Leon powered down and placed the Samuraizer back within his pocket and looked at her, hands in trouser pockets. "If I had to gues, perhaps so, Blue, Green, Yellow and Pink were the first five but we have a Gold as well, I learn to stay away from one of them for their...cooking." He said with a gulp, the fellow servants of the household prepared the medicine for just that emergency, after eating it, he suffered a stomach problem and felt ill afterwards and sadly, his fellow Blue and green Rangers followed the same path, that girls' cooking should keep Xandread from ever thinking of attacking.

"...I hate to say it but I'm kinda glad I won't be forced to try that stuff again sicne I'm here." He thought with a shiver, the very thought of thinking back to that moment was frightening itself

 

"A gold Ranger, huh?" Hope mused over that thought. To have an additional Ranger certainly wouldn't be a bad thing. Judging by the fancy color, Hope might not even have to worry about keeping tabs on him; she assumed the gold Ranger was male. Inwardly, she laughed at the mention of bad cooking; it reminded her of one of her own Rangers. She ran a hand through her short, ruffled hair. "I wonder if they'll be joining us here."