Damien Tran ▼ ßʅʌƈƙ ƥɾɪɱє ɾʌɲʛєɾ ⌠⌡ @PrimesContriver

– He could already imagine the explaining that he would have to do. What of the others? It didn't seem that anyone was around . . . Quite strange indeed . . . His guard was on HIGH, yet he made sure of letting no sign of that slip from his body. He would only wait . . .

@PrimesValor – a parting word. Maybe it was the same thing that brought him back... A purple haze of energy came into being within the Prime HQ. Possibly unnoticed. And if memory serves correct, he wouldn't be greeted so happily. Missed or ignored messages from his Leader had piled up. –

R e t u r n o f A R a n g e r . –––––––––––––– @PrimesValor –––––––––––––– A year . . . maybe l o n g e r . . . Who knows what made the boy vanish into thin air. Damien had often thought the same about himself. What always caused him to want to be gone without as much as –

— isolated than he had in some time. Within the HQ, he paces through the corridors l in search of @NinjettiSpirit. Perhaps another’s insight may prove most useful.

Days had gone by. The boy wandered through the melded conscious hours almost aimlessly. His body felt...weak, so to speak. His thoughts seemed too hazy to fully make out, and with the loss of the former source of guidance for the Prime Rangers, Damien had truly felt more—

ᴋ ɪ ᴀ ʀ ᴀ—s ᴍ ɪ ᴛ ʜ 【ριик ρяιмє яαиgєя】

“...Oh! Guess it’s time to get things going today.” #Online

—weakness. Hours after his panic attack, he would still find himself sitting in that same barren hallway, trying to piece together what he had witnessed firsthand. What he was now part of.

—could still feel the clenching in his chest. Even hours after he felt his body drop to the floor, he still couldn’t understand it. He hadn’t known that the adrenaline from battle had kept his panic at bay. Once de-morphed, he would be reminded by his own skin of his—

—youngest of the team was all to new to such a scene. His mind was racing. Breathing sparse. Short. Blood seemed to rush quicker through his veins. His vision blurred and tunneled as he trekked further down the hall, away from any onlookers. Even hours after the moment, he—

—teacher. The loss of a friend. The memory resurfaced. Damien stood rear of the Command Room as each ally grieved how they would. Some wispy eyed – Some keeping strong for the sake of others. It was surreal in the oddest sense. Slipping from the room to a barren hallway, the—

Low Points ——————— The longest day of Damien’s life so far had come and gone. His first mission as a Ranger was now behind him. Yet...why did he feel such unease? The aftermath unfolded: The granting of the Ninja Abilities. The addition of an ally. The loss of a—

Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked He's so mad, but he won't give up that easy? No He won't have it, he knows his whole back city's ropes It don't matter, he's dope, he knows that, but he's broke

Logan Armstrong {deceased} @DoragonSentry

8 years ago

Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked He's so mad, but he won't give up that easy? No He won't have it, he knows his whole back city's ropes It don't matter, he's dope, he knows that, but he's broke

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@PrimesValor @PrimesCommander @PrimesTenacity @PrimesContriver @PrimesBond @PrimesBalance @PrimesDefender – sentry removed his helmet, his voice was now back to normal. A voice Kenny knew all too well. A voice that belonged to Logan. "An ally."

@PrimesValor @PrimesCommander @PrimesTenacity @PrimesContriver @PrimesBond @PrimesBalance @PrimesDefender – in the midst of his dialogue, the sentry began to unlatch the sides of his helmet. Tsssshht The air that was locked within the helmet slowly seeped out. It was time to reveal the identity of the one who had previously nearly beat Kenny to death. "You could say I'm –

@PrimesValor @PrimesCommander @PrimesTenacity @PrimesContriver @PrimesBond @PrimesBalance @PrimesDefender – was the best time to reveal his true intentions. With the sentry helmet, Sentry's voice had been altered almost as if he was full machine, but this was not the case. "I had my reasons like you had yours. He tormented you, harmed you, made you lose someone special to you.."–

@PrimesValor @PrimesCommander @PrimesTenacity @PrimesContriver @PrimesBond @PrimesBalance @PrimesDefender – the sentry, trying to bring life back into what was once lost. Snapping back to reality, Sentry's gaze would avert from Logan, and up to Kenny. He tried to form words, but they would not come. Pondering over the precise thing to say, Sentry finally exhaled, thinking it –

@PrimesValor @PrimesCommander @PrimesTenacity @PrimesContriver @PrimesBond @PrimesBalance @PrimesDefender – and the team captain which stood at his side. Flash backs, horrible flash backs ran through the Sentry's mind. A table, sounds of machines whirring and buzzing loudly and screaming... So much agonizing screaming. This was of course actions of the past, Akakkon toying with –

@PrimesValor @PrimesCommander @PrimesTenacity @PrimesContriver @PrimesBond @PrimesBalance @PrimesDefender The blades wielded by the Green sentry all but vanished in a puff of green smoke. Kenny's words rattled around in his mind. Why did he help them? Why did he betray Drakkon and end him once and for all? Or so they thought. Sentry slowly approached towards the fallen ranger –

-fzzt- "Wh-?!" Black armor dissapated almost instantaneously, revealing the young man inside. "Huh, guess all good things must come to an end." #NewProfilePic