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Post by Ziggy on Sept 9, 2011 21:46:15 GMT
"The poisonous gas Attack-bot didn't smell that bad and it was poisonous." Ziggy complains as a train pulls into the station and allows the couple to board it.
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Post by Dr. K on Sept 9, 2011 21:52:46 GMT
"At least the train's clean," K said, looking around. "Probably one of the newer ones." She then looked toward Ziggy. "Which train are we on?"
(I should mention that K's not wearing her lab coat here.)
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Post by Ziggy on Sept 12, 2011 0:51:03 GMT
Ziggy tells K the train number (I'm too lazy to look it up right now). It is the correct train and takes them right to Town Square.
Outside with the amount of people running and screaming it almost seems like there is a monster attack of some sort but the lack of terror in the chaos implies this is how things always are. Towering over the hordes of people is a giant statue of the Red M&M in a pose heavily reminiscent of King Kong as he startles the side of a towering shop three stories tall full of nothing but M&Ms. Ziggy barely has time to regret his decision to make mention of the store.
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Post by Dr. K on Sept 12, 2011 1:14:24 GMT
K being, well, K, ran into the store like a little kid.
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Post by Ziggy on Sept 13, 2011 2:06:47 GMT
Ziggy tried to follow behind but easily lost her in the crowd.
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Post by Dr. K on Nov 11, 2011 22:48:44 GMT
After what had seemed like two months, K was found near the M&Ms dispensers.
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Post by Ziggy on Nov 11, 2011 23:00:45 GMT
The M&M dispensers line the walls of an entire floor of the store selling the candy coated chocolate in every colour imaginable. Even to the chromatic minds of Rangers. Ziggy finally makes his way to Dr. K tired and out of breathe. "I should have known you'd be here."
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Post by Dr. K on Nov 11, 2011 23:11:20 GMT
"Well, of course!" K said, holding a bag of green M&Ms and a bag of white and orange ones.
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Post by Ziggy on Nov 11, 2011 23:53:19 GMT
"That much candy can't be good for you." Ziggy says as he reaches out to take the green bag from her.
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Post by Dr. K on Nov 11, 2011 23:55:34 GMT
"I practically live on sweets. Sugar is good for the brain," K explained.
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Post by Ziggy on Nov 12, 2011 0:01:19 GMT
Normally that kind of argument is easily refuted by saying the rush from the sugar just gives you energy and lowers reaction time making you seem smarter, of course when the person using the argument was the first pure human to crack the morphing grid without the aid of magic or alien technology (she used that to make an evil computer virus) there is little that can be done to counter it. As such Ziggy just sighed as he took the one bag of candy and chewed on a few green candies, it didn't make him feel better. In fact it felt vaguely cannibalistic.
"So where to now? I think that musical based on the Angel Grove rangers is playing down the street."
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Post by Dr. K on Nov 12, 2011 0:15:54 GMT
"I heard it was terrible," K asked. "Besides, I still want to do some shopping."
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Post by Ziggy on Nov 12, 2011 3:08:33 GMT
"Yeah it's probably for the best one of the songs is called spandex. So where do you want to go then?" Ziggy starts to ask as he feels a tingling in his spine and the hair raise on the back of his neck, something was coming this way and...an old man asks to reach the candy.
"Oh sorry about that." Ziggy says as he steps to the side to allow the quite terrifying old man reach his candy.
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Post by Dr. K on Nov 12, 2011 3:30:32 GMT
Dr. K moved out of the way as well.
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Post by Ziggy on Nov 13, 2011 18:41:06 GMT
Ziggy's mind was pretty simple, embarrassingly so. He was friends with the SPD officer that had helped Damien in London, the Operator of the Ranger Series Green RPM suit and in love with the young woman beside him who not only created the Ranger Operator series suits but also the Venjix Virus they were used to destroy.
Felling strangely violated but not knowing how he backs away from the old man. "Um yeah sure. Nice to meet you too sir."
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