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hasso_opitz
12-26-2006, 01:51 AM
I've decided to make the team based on Sport Ranger. Basically everything is changed but I liked the suits and basic "sport" idea.

It starts out 10 years after the "evil" of the Sport Ranger was defeated. They were all given necklaces, similar to Ninja Storm's basic idea, just in case.

Sherman

Age 28
Position: Leader
Ranger: Boxing Red

Basic Story: He was the honest type who liked to have fun as well. The thing is, Robert, Tennis Green, did a lot of the leading just because Sherman didn't really know what to do. He travels with his not-so-little anymore sister, Melanie, because she plays in a professional orchestra. He became the leader he needed to be before the evil was destroyed.

Shawn

Age: 27
Position: 2nd in command
Ranger: Soccer Yellow

Story: He was the wannabe rocker with a soft side for poetry. No one at school really paid attention to him besides Robert. Being a ranger, he'd often jump ahead of the lackluster leader Sherman turned out to be and sometimes got them into deeper trouble but regrets it. He now plays in local bars and pubs with his band from High School. Robert usually got them out of this but they grew to be best friends until...

Robert

Age: 28
Position: Teammate
Ranger: Tennis Green

Story: Robert, or Robbie, was the comedy. He lived it. He wasn't up for any professional careers but he always made them laugh. The thing is, he was also very sarcastic. He usually lead the rangers after the standard Red-In-The-Middle pose for quite some time. He finally made Sherman realize just how important it was for the leader to be the leader when Robert had turned evil from Noe's smog. He was the open book but had his secrets, as Shawn found out. He is now a writer and anything but comedy and friends is on his mind. Shawn and Robert grew to be best friends until...

Rachael

Age: 28
Position: Teammate
Ranger: Swimming Blue

Story: Rachael was the serious but carefree one. Most of the time she had a boyfriend and was usually with him. She cared for her teammates and were best friends with Ashlee and Robert for quite some time, and grew to love her teammates. She had a good common sense structure and knew a lot about politics and religion. She is now with her husband, not the boyfriend from before, and has 2 kids and is expecting a third. This could cause problems.

Ashlee

Age: 28
Position: Teammate
Ranger: Baton Pink

Story: She was the fun loving one of the group. She was peppy and loved to bounce around. She was an inspiring actress and had ties to the industry. She was best friends with Rachael and just loved life. She now is distant from her old friends because of the series of movies called "Aqua Task Force" are her primary goal, hence she launched a successful acting career.

Ben

Age: 42
Position: Mentor
Ranger: Boarding Gray

Story: He mentored the teens on their quest. When the group split, he brought them together again when transforming into Boarding Gray, saving them. He also built the Infinity Robo's by hand. He's pretty much an effin genius. He lived in Board Bay, the "command center", where he remains to this day.

Sandy

Robot. She is the voice of Board Bay and takes the shape of a Teddy Bear on screen (familiar?)

Villians:

Tonks: Foot Soldiers

Shaleptus: Empress of Shares. She lost The Thing while passing through Earth when an escapee tried to steal it from her. She threatens Earth's existance until The Thing can be found. In the climax of the story, she was taken down by Sport Ranger. The Thing was never recovered.

Rankardion: Shaleptus' father. Retired Emperor of Shares. The Sport Ranger had a brief battle with them until he realized it was unfair to take down such inferior beings and left. His daughter is gone and he wants The Thing.

Minor Characters:

Melanie: Sherman's sister
Josh: Rachael's Ex boyfriend
Dill: Ashlee's Ex boyfriend
Kaitlyn: She was up for Swimming Blue but the computer made a mistake. She appeared demanding her position and went head to head with Rachael. After losing she gladly bowed out, but with Rachael pregnant now...

The basic story was a group of teenagers were asked by Ben to use his technologies to transform into Sport Ranger. It was modeled after his dead son's love of sports. They were used to enhance the experience in Sports but were looked at as cheating and not a way to enjoy it more so he stopped trying to sell it.

Later on, when The Thing was lost and all of that started, he decided to pick 5 teenagers who could withstand the power to fight as Sport Ranger.
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Sherman

Sherman


“My name is Sherman. When I was younger I didn’t like my name and now it’s a blessing in disguise. I didn’t like a lot of things when I was younger but if I had to pick one it was being a Sport Ranger. That changed my life forever. Okay, I lied. Since then it really hasn’t. It gave me more courage, I guess. I miss being Boxing Red. The poses, the robots, the suits, it was all great. I still can’t believe it’s been 10 years since then. I miss my friends and my duties, though I wasn’t the best at them at first.



‘I am sick and tired of pretending to be Tennis Christmas for God’s sake, Sherman! I am Tennis Green, position three. You are the one who was supposed to lead us so start acting like it! Shawn could have died and I could never forgive you if that happened.’

Not one of my better memories, but you get the point. I pretty much sucked at being leader. Roberto should have been leader, not me. But I digress. He taught me so much, and I learned a lot in those two years, especially about myself. Sometimes I wish I could go back and be a ranger one more time. Just to feel the rush, again. Nowadays I travel with my little sister, Melanie. She isn’t so little anymore. She plays the harp with an orchestra, she’s a talent. I am so happy I am home. I missed it.

I went to Board Bay last night. It was locked up. I really have no way of contacting Ben. I really wanted to see the old place, again.” A knock was heard on Sherman’s hotel room door. Sherman walked over and opened it.

“Sorry, Shim. I forgot my key, again!” said Melanie. She skipped on in and Sherman smirked. He locked the door behind him and sat back on his bed and continued to write. “Did you go to that place? Was it still there?”

Sherman looked up and shrugged. “Still there as in the building? Yes. Still there as ‘relive my teenage years’? No.” Melanie pouted and fell on her bed, falling asleep almost instantly. Sherman shook his head and continued to write again:

“I fell kind of ashamed, actually. Ben gave the 5 of us dairies to write in every time we thought of being Sport Ranger and to give it to him when it was full. Let’s just say I haven’t been keeping up with that considering I am on page 4 of 100. Sorry, Benny. I tried giving Rachael a call because I believed she still lived in town but unfortunately her phone was disconnected. I won’t worry, people move on. Most of us did. Damn, that reminded me of Roberto, again. I still have nightmares of Noe. Fuckin’ scared me to death. I never admitted it to any of them, but it did.

I am afraid, actually. Afraid Noe wasn’t completely destroyed. I have dreams of it infecting all of us and we destroy each other. I wake up in a cold sweat, crying. I wish I could talk to Melanie about it but even if she knew I was a ranger Ben said no details. She understands, and I do too. Don’t get me wrong. It’s just hard to live knowing you are afraid of something that should be gone. Writer’s block, bed time.”


Sherman closed the diary up and slid it in his duffle bag at the foot of his bed. He shut out the light and dosed off into a deep sleep. Later that night Sherman started to dream. He heard Board Bay’s alarm system go off and he arose to the sight of his old room. He leaped out of bed and looked around. He saw a mirror to reveal his familiar shaggy hair he once had. Confused, he ran out and looked around. He saw no one. “Ben? Rachael? Sandy?” No response. He started to get dizzy. He leaned up against the wall and started to breathe heavily. The cold, iron walls gave him a chill.

In the distance he saw a shadow. It started to creep towards him. His eyes widened and he started to run in the opposite direction. He tripped and sprained his ankle. He tried to get up but lied motionless. The shadow hovered above him and took shape. “Hello, Sherman. Miss me?!” Sherman gasped.


“No!” Sherman screamed. “You aren’t here!”

“But, I am” Noe explained. “And more powerful than you could possible imagine!” Noe swooped down and entered Sherman’s body. He screamed in a panic.

“NOOO!” Sherman jumped out of his bed and looked around. Melanie was still asleep. He still heard the beeping from Board Bay blinking in his head. Then he realized his necklace was making the noise. He went over to his duffle and pulled it out. He looked at it and all five colors were blinking. Sherman’s eyes grew big. He pressed the red one in and it stopping flashing. He put it around his neck and grabbed his diary.

“Diary? This is probably my last entry for awhile. It’s bittersweet, really, but let me be the honest ‘16’ year old than I am. It’s sweeter than anything!” He closed it up once again and started packing his stuff into his bag. He looked over to Melanie then went back to packing. “Sorry, kid.” He whispered, and wrote a note for her and left it on the television stand as he tip-toed out.


To be continued. Ashlee.

Maxell
12-26-2006, 11:09 AM
Is good! Do you have some suits?

hasso_opitz
12-26-2006, 11:14 AM
The suits are based on Sport Ranger's. That was the inspiration. Listening to the theme song over and over made me think of this idea a few days ago. Ashlee is almost done.

hasso_opitz
12-26-2006, 11:23 AM
Ashlee

“Circle circle. LOL, diary. I <3 Sammy!!


Mrs. Sammy Johnson. No, Mrs. Samuel K. Johnson! No, Mrs. Sam Ashlee Samuel Sammy K Johnson the third! Perfect!



I hate Sam, I hate writing his name!


Mrs. Donald Hubucker. No, Mrs. Donny R. Hubucker! No, eww, I hate him!



Sammy is so sweet, he sent me chocolates. OMG he’s gay I just found out like now! He loves Donald!”


Ashlee slammed the diary shut as the door to her trailer opened. “Miss...”

“Yes, what is it?” she asked.

“It’s time to shoot scene 18, the big finale” said a stage crew member. Ashlee sighed.

“Yes, of course. Thank you very much.” He smiled and shut the door. Ashlee reopened her diary and continued.

“It’s great to act all teenagery again with you, D to the iary. Heehee. I mean, I have to be professional and stuff all day but with you I can be Ashlee. The airhead I was when I first met you 10 years ago! It’s hard being away for so long. I haven’t talked to anyone in like forever. Oh well. I am hitting my thirties and still making action movies with Aqua Task Force. It’s good. It keeps the memories of Baton Pink alive. I love it, especially since I am Pink Aqua!”

Ashlee smiled and closed the diary. She stuffed it under a couch in her trailer and got up to leave. She opened the door and the sun pierced her eyes. She flipped her hair back and pushed down her sunglasses that were on her head.

“Miss...”

“Yes, what is it?” Ashlee replied to the stage crew member.

“I just need you to say your intro without the suit. This is scene...”

“18, 18 I get it.” She interrupted. She walked over to the camera and smiled.

“And, action!” yelled the director. Ashlee put on a tough face.

“Scent of a flower! Pink Aqua, alive!” she posed with her hands on her hips.

“And, cut!” yelled the director. Ashlee shrugged and walked back to her trailer and went inside. As soon as the door closed she got excited again and ran over to her diary and began to write in it once more. She heard a beeping noise but continued to write.

“That was hard work, and I thought Baton Pink was something to cry over! Boy was I wrong! Anyway, sometimes I wish that ol’ thinger would blink just so I could go back and fight, again. This movie franchise is a quick fix but...” her pencil slipped as she heard the beeping once again. She growled and went over to the bathroom and pulled it off the rack.

“Okay, why are you beep...” she stopped. Her eyes widened as the 4 blinking colors caught her eye. She noticed the red one was pushed in. “Sherman? What is...” just then the yellow one stopped blinking, as well. “Shawn...” Ashlee nodded and pressed in the pink button. It had stopped blinking. She looked up into the bathroom mirror at herself. “Ashlee, this is what you’ve been waiting for, let’s get’em, girl!” she put on the necklace and grabbed a bag off the couch, stuffing her diary in it. She looked around her trailer for a moment then quickly sped out the door.

“Miss…”

“No time” Ashlee told the stage crew man. He followed her over to her car.

“But miss, it’s time to shoot action scene 14 when you lose your pow...”

“I already lost them, bud. Now I am going to get them.” She interrupted. “Tell the director to stall production. He said if I ever wanted a break I get it. I want it. Cya!” she hopped into her PT Cruiser and drove off of the set. The stage crew man wiped the sweat off of his face with a handkerchief and walked away.

April 14, 2006

“Diary,

My duty ended today, and my journey to become an actress began. It's hard knowing I am not a real superhero anymore, but Jeff is safe and he and Rachael are finally getting married, Shawn has his band, Sherman is Sherman and Robbie, I fear for Robbie. I will pray for him. Everyday, I promise!”

To be continued. Shawn.

hasso_opitz
12-26-2006, 02:10 PM
I really liked written Shawn's one the most. I hope at least someone is enjoying it. 2 more characters to go before they are together!

Shawn


“HAIKU TIME!

My inspiration
Is the memory of you
Please return to me.

That time long ago
Brought our souls together
Since faded away.

Messages ignored
I await to hear your voice
But silence is heard.



Lately I’ve thought about my feelings for this person, again. They went away for years and even then I figured they weren’t real. I have a new feeling, a feeling that they are. I can’t confront them. My mind wonders in my music. That is all that keeps me sane these days. I miss my old friends.” Just then a man in a leather jacket zipped into the room.

“Shawny, it’s time, we’re up!” he said. Shawn smiled and closed his diary. He put it in his drum case and following the guy out.


The crowd was going insane. Drugs, alcohol and smoke riddled the room as Shawn got on stage. He grabbed his green sticks and prepared to play. The man in the leather jacket walked over to Shawn with a piece of paper. “Shawn, are you sure you want me to sing this?” Shawn looked up and nodded.

“Yes, Carl. Thank you.” Carl shrugged and walked back up to the microphone. He picked up his guitar and smiled at the audience.

“What a crowd, this town of yours, Shawn!” he said in the microphone. The crowd roared and Shawn smiled. “Tonight we have a special treat for you all, revisiting Shawn’s home town and all. He prepared a new song just for all of you, but he can’t swing worth a damn so I will pick up from here, haha!” Shawn threw a sarcastic look at Carl but shrugged it off. The band began to play.





“You were my inspiration
The memories of you
I sing this song from my heart
And hope you hear it, too.

That time which has passed
Our souls combined to last
Or so I thought
Our love once sought
Faded into the winding future

I sent out a signal
A message of love
But all I received in return
Was a silent
A Silent
Night.

You were my inspiration
The memories of you
I sing this song from my heart
And hope you hear it, too.

That time which has passed
Our souls combined to last
Or so I thought
Our love once sought
Faded into the winding future

I still love you."


The slow song of a love once lost ended. The crowd stood silent. Just then, a man in a crowd cheered, triggering the crowd to join in with him. Carl gave a sigh of relief and Shawn let out a huge breath and wiped the sweat off of his forehead. The band said their goodbyes as Shawn headed back to his diary.


“Success! The lyrical version of my Haiku’s from before were a hit, it seems. They really inspired me this time. I just hope I could see them again and show them this song. I don’t know what I am going to do about these returning feelings, Diary.” Shawn continued to write as a faint beep was heard from his drum kit. He got up and searched around. Moving boxes and papers and found his drum kit. He opened it up to reveal the necklace. It was a gray goblet with 5 colored lights. The red was the only one sustained. Shawn, with a shocked look on his face, pressed in the yellow jewel, causing it to sustain like the red one.

He sat down and covered his mouth. His breathing increased. Just then, the necklace had beeped. He looked down to reveal the pink light sustaining. “Ash..” Shawn looked the necklace over to reveal the blue and green lights still at a blink. Shawn bit his lip. He put it on and walked out, bumping into Carl.

“Oh hey, Carl. Um, I need to..”

“No time!” Carl interrupted. “Blake had the ambulance call on him. You’s lucky. A big fight happened out there and you were gone. I thought somethin’ happened. Blake has a broken arm and we can’t play for awhile.” Shawn’s face lit up with a big smile.

“REALLY?!” Shawn stopped and looked concerned. “I mean, that’s too bad. Well, I should go see the sights, gotta go, gee two gee, cya mate” and Shawn sped out, diary in hand. Carl looked puzzled but shook it off and left.

Shawn ran out of the club and headed to his car. He jumped in and started it. He grabbed a pen and began to write.

“Diary, the necklace blinked. I am so excited. I haven’t felt this way in a decade. My music can’t compare to this. I am going home. Not my town, home, my home. I’m reluctant. I might see ‘you know who’ again. But, the Earth is probably in some insurmountable danger, again.”

Shawn threw the diary into the passenger seat and sped off.


April 14th, 2006


“Dear Dairy,

Ben told me to start writing in you when I first thought of anything Sport Ranger after our victory party. I thought of something relating to Sport Ranger. I don’t know if these feelings I have are real. I told myself they aren’t true, but I can’t deny them, either. I can’t let anyone know. No one will ever find out. I am normal. I am your average teenager. I am Shawn.”

To be continued. Rachael.

hasso_opitz
12-30-2006, 11:10 AM
Rachael





A small child flipped through a small diary. Too young to read, she made up a story about a fairy and a unicorn. She heard footsteps and in a panic shut the diary and put it back away. She turned around and her mother walked in. “Alexis? What are you doing in my room, missie?” Alexis blushed. She giggled and skipped out. Her mother chased after her.

“Alexis! Get back her, young la...” as she turned the corny she bumped into an African American male about 6’6. “John, phew, you scared me!” They kissed and John laughed. “Rachael, aren’t you a little too...yeah know…to be running around like this?”

“Too old? Too out of shape? What?!” she said in a furious tone.

“Too pregnant.” replied John. He smiled and Rachael looked down to her very pregnant physique. She rubbed it and pouted. Rachael walked over to a stool in the kitchen and sat down and began to cut up carrot sticks. “You really need to take it slow, Rachael.” John suggested. Rachael rolled her eyes.

“I am pregnant, not disabled. I am fine. I will take it easy once the doctor instructs it. That’s that!”


Doctor’s Office


“Rachael, you really need to start taking it slow” said Dr. Dennison. Rachael crossed her arms and John did a jig dance. “You are 6 and a half months pregnant. Chasing your other children around is not healthy for the baby. We’ve been through this the last 2 times. Must I repeat myself every time you decide to procreate?” he smirked and Rachael ignored the two.

“Nah nah nah nah boo boo, stick your head in…Alexis what is that?” Rachael looked down and Alexis was wearing a necklace. It was a gray goblet with 5 colors on it. It had slobber all over it and John kneeled down and took it off of her and gave it to Rachael.

“What in the world…” Rachael grabbed it out of his hand and examined it. It was her necklace. It had 5 colored lights on it and the blue and green continued to flash. Rachael bit her lip, but pressed in the blue one, activating it. John stood there stunned.

“Rachael? What is that?” Rachael looked over but looked back down again.

Home


“I have to go, John, its important” said Rachael, packing a suitcase. She started to stuff various clothes into it.

“What is more important than our baby, Rach?” She stopped and looked at John.

“Nothing, John, that’s the point. If I don’t go our baby and our children now, might be in danger!” Rachael continued to pack and John walked over and grabbed her wrist. Rachael turned and looked him into the eyes.

“Rachael, you can tell me anything. You know that. What the hell is going on?” Rachael let her suitcase go and pulled her hair back. She hesitated, but opened her mouth.

“The power of surging water, Swimming Blue!” Rachael struck a pose. John stood there silent but let out a roar of laughter. He fell to the floor holding his gut. Rachael rolled her eyes and continued to pack. She finished and zipped her suitcase up and walked out of the room. “Take care of the kids”. John stopped and jumped up. He followed her out.

“You can’t be serious, Rachael. This is insane. What the hell do you mean by ‘power water blue swim’ or whatever?” Rachael grew angry.

“Yah know what, John? If you can’t trust your own wiiiii-“in a glow of blue light, Rachael disappeared out of her house. A gust of wind blew papers and books around to reveal Rachael had disappeared. John’s eyes grew wary. He ran around the house looking for it but she was no where to be found. He was about to call 911 when a diary was on the floor. He stopped and began to read it.


April 14, 2006

“Diary

First entry. I think the idea is really sweet of Ben but I doubt I will use it much. I will try, though. The past 2 years have changed my life for ever, for the better. I started dating a really nice guy named John and I hope he’s the one”

John let out a laugh as his eyes began to water.

“It’s bittersweet. Robbie as I knew him is gone. He kept everything inside for us. He took all of our crap for us. We let him down and he deserved so much better. I feel so guilty. I feel like I don’t deserve to be happy with John when Robbie is suffering. It isn’t fair. Nice guys finish last doesn’t even begin to describe this.


I can’t dwell on it. I just need to let it be. Hopefully we’ll be together again soon and Robbie will be Robbie. I pray to God the man I love so much returns to us. I promised myself I wouldn’t go on and on in this diary about him but he made us. He saved us so many times. We owe him our lives. We owe him everything.”

John closed the diary and looked around. He went over to the cut carrots and sat down. He stared blankly into them. A tear rolls down his cheek.

“Rachael…”

To be continued. Robert.

Lin Date
12-30-2006, 12:10 PM
Very good.

hasso_opitz
12-30-2006, 12:58 PM
I appreciate it. Robert might take awhile because I don't know how to start his beginning. Obviously his old teammates keep saying things readers don't understand, yet. I have different options I just have to pick the right one.

hasso_opitz
12-31-2006, 04:56 PM
Robert



April 15th, 2006


“Dear Diary,

I hate you. I hate Sport Ranger. I don’t need you.”





April 15th, 2007


“Dear Diary,

I still made a promise. I thought of it while watching ‘Ugly Betty’. It was a sex scene. Seeing the forgotten couple make love brought back memories. Or ones I wish existed, anyway.”




September 25th, 2010

“Dear Diary,

I remembered them. At a college reading someone mentioned I knew Ashlee from Aqua Task Force. So, I remembered you. I am proud of her, truly. Bad movies but it’s her place in the world and she deserved to find that place after saving it.”



“It blinked, today.”

Robert put down the pencil and laid his head on the desk. He stood up and rubbed his face. His breathing grew faster and sweat ran down to his neck collar. He took a deep breath then sat back down and continued writing.

“All day I watched the lights activate, signaling everyone was dropping what they were doing to jump back into 10 years ago for old time’s sake, ridiculous. I refuse to. I have my own life and the world owes me that. All it has brought me is pain. I got a letter from Ben, today. He found me. He knew I would be the only one not willing to return. He wants me to. He said he needs me. Where was he for me when I needed someone? I don’t need any of them anymore. I am completely over the events of my childhood and I do not intend on repeating them now. The last thing I need in my life is to be on the same continuant as Rachael and Shawn, let alone the same room.”

Robert closed it up and plopped on his bed. He looked up at the glass ceiling and star gazed. A memory surfaced.

It was a cold night, when breath can turn the hottest of mammals into stone. There in the grass laid 2 teenaged boys. They spoke.

“Will this ever be over? I want my life back” Said one.

“It’s our duty, we have to. It’s changed our lives. We can’t back down, now” said the other.

“I never said I wanted to quit” said one. “I just want to know when we actually can”. The other sighed and continued to look into the stars. The green glow of the necklace on Robert’s desk caught his eye. He got up and held it in his hand. His finger caressed the green, blinking jewel.

“No” Robert said, and threw down the necklace onto the floor. “You do not control me, anymore.



Robert walked out of the room in disgust.









Rob hasn’t been like his self.

Robbie’s been acting strange.

I wish he’d just tell me what’s wrong.

He’s always been there for us.

He didn’t return my call that day. Where is he?




Please come home.





December 24th, 2005
“Dear Diary,


After Noe, I’ve lost all of my own characteristics. They are gone.”

To be continued. Reunion.

hasso_opitz
01-09-2007, 09:26 PM
Some things are preventing me from continuing for a bit but it's still in my mind. A few tidbits just in case the view count isn't a joke...

Shawn and Robert have a past Shawn was too embarrassed to admit and Robert had too many self-worth issues to continue.

Rachael's long time ex-boyfriend is *still* in jail.

Ben is missing.

Sherman takes leadership when Robert doesn't show up.