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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 2, 2012 22:25:00 GMT
Kelly was leaving school with the Morpher in her bag. It was hers now, so she was going to keep it, even with the danger it would present.
But something had already found it. Something was after it, if only to destroy the potential threat. Red eyes watched her from a tree, ready to strike. Ready to slay her before she could transform and pose any sort of threat.
And it leapt.
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Post by John Jones on Jul 3, 2012 18:55:47 GMT
Whatever the threat was, it was about to get pumped full of bullets by a certain detective, who happened to be passing at the time.
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 3, 2012 18:57:15 GMT
Kelly barely noticed it, falling and avoiding the creature and crawling away, pulling out the phone.
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Post by John Jones on Jul 3, 2012 18:58:33 GMT
John was too occupied with performing ammunition acupuncture on...whatever it was to notice that she had a phone exactly like his.
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 3, 2012 19:08:17 GMT
It was a Mirror Monster of some sort, a humanoid spider type.
Kelly lifted it to the side of her head, "It's Morphin Time!" she called, transforming into BeetBuster.
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Post by John Jones on Jul 3, 2012 19:10:37 GMT
John looked to his side. "Now that's interesting." he mused, holstering his guns, and retrieving his phone. "Toa Kaita!" he said, becoming Stag Buster.
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 3, 2012 19:12:22 GMT
Kelly saw him, "Wait...that looks like me..."
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Post by John Jones on Jul 3, 2012 19:13:39 GMT
"Likewise." John mused, hitting his Transpod and raising the DriBlade.
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 3, 2012 19:15:37 GMT
She just used her Blaster, aiming it.
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Post by John Jones on Jul 3, 2012 19:17:35 GMT
John decided to get in close-range, and attacked.
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 3, 2012 20:21:50 GMT
Kelly kept her distance, shooting it, but it didn't do a lot.
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Post by John Jones on Jul 3, 2012 20:31:18 GMT
"Whatever we do seems to have little effect on this thing." John noted, jumping backwards.
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 3, 2012 20:33:20 GMT
"Maybe our weapons just aren't strong enough," Kelly said, still shooting. Half her shots missed, however.
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Post by John Jones on Jul 3, 2012 20:38:21 GMT
"Maybe." Underneath his helmet, John narrowed his eyes, and sent narrow beams of vision through his helmet, which focused the beams into something more powerful.
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Post by BeetBuster on Jul 3, 2012 20:40:10 GMT
She watched, "What is that?" she questioned.
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