Post by superkamiguy1 on Nov 11, 2022 3:51:09 GMT
Lydia Armstrong finished performing her stretches as the darkness began to envelop the world and casting out the light. Another day had passed uneventfully. She for one welcomed the day off from work. Any day where she could take a break and relax was a welcomed one. After she finished stretching she got changed out of her clothes, folded them up and placed them in the hamper, save for the pink wristwatch she kept on her wrist. It was waterproof anyway. She walked into her bathroom, turned on a mix of random songs from her phone and let her athletically toned muscular body beneath the water and turned on the jets and while she soaked in a bubble bath.
She relaxed in the bath for a little over an hour just soaking in it and washing her body and her long luxurious brown hair. Her jade green eyes were closed as she just relaxed in the bath.
Afterword she drained it, dried off and stepped back into her bedroom where she got dressed again and put on her bright pink pajamas and crawled into bed. She performed some quiet breathing exercises and listened to the nice calm soothing noises of the night as she slowly drifted off to sleep. Just her, her bed, the wind outside, the crickets chirping and the sound of glass shattering! Lydia's eyes snapped open and she sat right up and threw off the blanket and scrambled out of bed towards the door to lock it. She thudded against the wall a bit but it wasn't a problem. Lydia locked her door and then she did up the latch. The silent alarms of her house would be going off right about now but she wanted to be on the safe side. It might be dark in her room but she knew where everything was anyway so she'd be fine. Lydia walked around her bed, slid her hand along her dresser and walked up to her closet. She stepped inside, quietly closed the door and grabbed a controller from a shelf and turned it on as she sat down. The device turned on a miniature remote controlled car with a camera attached to it that would allow her to see who or what was invading before she made a move.
The car turned on and drove out of a room and down the hall towards the living room where the camera relayed the images of three masked intruders dressed in black leather biker gear with skull masks armed with knives and guns. She sighed and turned off the controller and thus the car and set it down. For a moment there Lydia was actually worried! This would be easy. She stood up and brushed the hanging clothes out of her way as she slid open the door and stepped out, raised her hands up, stretched, yawned and then slid her hands forwards, rolled her head and smiled. She tapped her wristwatch and it turned into a much more advanced metallic alien device strapped to her wrist She took a thumb drive like device off of it, raised her wrist, tapped the thumb drive to reveal a key, shoved the key into the slot in the device and 'revved' the key. Lights shined out of the device and a charming musical sound was emitted from the device.
"Phantom Striker Pink Activate." She ordered quietly and a bright pink light surrounded her and illuminated the entire room!
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"Where the hell did this thing come from?" One of the intruders asked while looking over the RC Car. "Was she spying on us?"
"You idiots. I told you to be quiet about it! Now she knows we're here!"
"So what? There's three of us and one of her and we're all armed! If she causes trouble we'll just empty a clip into her and grab what we want anyway. It's fine!"
"He's right." THe thug tossed away the car and raised his gun. "Now lets find the little wench and-"
A bright flash of pink light shined out of a door and illuminated the hallway! The trio of burglars recoiled from the sudden flash of light and backed away while shielding their eyes. "What the hell was THAT now?!"
"Was that a Flashbang?!"
"No...no I didn't hear anything. I think she was just trying to-" There was another pink flash of light and then another behind them and the trio of thugs turned around and prepared to attack the new arrival only for the first of them to be grabbed by his face and punched in the stomach with so much force that he felt like someone swung a sledgehammer into him! He was dropped onto the floor where he curled up into a ball gasping for breath and crying in pain. The vigilante interloper then grabbed the second of the thugs, crushed his gun into scrap like an empty soda can with her free hand and then she tossed him through the air, across the room and into a nearby wall. He smacked into it and dropped to the floor and the Phantom Striker advanced on the last one. He immediately opened fire with his handgun without hesitation but she just calmly moved her open hand in front of the bullets paths and deflected them aside upon impact, skillfully deflecting them away from not just herself but also the two downed thugs so that nobody was hurt by the wild ricochets. With the bullets swatted aside she rushed him, grabbed his gun before he could shoot anymore bullets, crushed it, grabbed his shirt and then casually flipped him to the floor and slammed him down on it. The thug was hit so hard it knocked the wind right out of him and reduced him to a cringing shaking mess on the floor. She calmly kicked him away towards the broken glass that littered the floor from the hole they broke open in her door. His outfit gave him protection but it was certainly still an unpleasent experience sliding over the shards of broken glass until he hit the door. He was done.
The Phantom Striker walked over to a light switch and flipped it up and illuminated the living room and she looekd over the thugs. They would survive. They might walk funny for a while but they'd survive. More importantly though the first thug she'd smacked down was able to see hr clearly now. Dressed in an alien leather body armor that was primarily black with pink spots on her thighs, arms and chest in a diamond shape, with white lines on her legs and stomach and an armored pink and black helmet with a Pteranodon-motif! She ripped off his mask to his panicked face as he realized who he was dealing with!
The Pink Phantom Striker Ranger had arrived to stop them!
"Oh...God...i-it's...y-you!"
"Yeah, Jerkface, it's me!" She snapped at him, her voice ice cold even with her metalic voice filtered via her helmet. "Night-night!" She reached down and flicked him unconscous!
With everyone dealt with she disposed of the last of their weapons and rounded them up. The police would arrive soon and she would just let them know that the Pink Ranger had saved her. It was technically true after all.
The Morpher on her wrist beeped again and she answered it. "Come in."
"Pink! We heard the alarms! What's happened? Are you okay?"
"Hey Red. It's cool. It was just some idiots who didn't know they were messing with. No Monsters just incompetence."
"Got it. That's good to hear. Do you want us to come over?"
"Nah. I can hear the police from here. I'll be fine. You guys just get your sleep. I'll let you know if anything happens. Out."
She relaxed in the bath for a little over an hour just soaking in it and washing her body and her long luxurious brown hair. Her jade green eyes were closed as she just relaxed in the bath.
Afterword she drained it, dried off and stepped back into her bedroom where she got dressed again and put on her bright pink pajamas and crawled into bed. She performed some quiet breathing exercises and listened to the nice calm soothing noises of the night as she slowly drifted off to sleep. Just her, her bed, the wind outside, the crickets chirping and the sound of glass shattering! Lydia's eyes snapped open and she sat right up and threw off the blanket and scrambled out of bed towards the door to lock it. She thudded against the wall a bit but it wasn't a problem. Lydia locked her door and then she did up the latch. The silent alarms of her house would be going off right about now but she wanted to be on the safe side. It might be dark in her room but she knew where everything was anyway so she'd be fine. Lydia walked around her bed, slid her hand along her dresser and walked up to her closet. She stepped inside, quietly closed the door and grabbed a controller from a shelf and turned it on as she sat down. The device turned on a miniature remote controlled car with a camera attached to it that would allow her to see who or what was invading before she made a move.
The car turned on and drove out of a room and down the hall towards the living room where the camera relayed the images of three masked intruders dressed in black leather biker gear with skull masks armed with knives and guns. She sighed and turned off the controller and thus the car and set it down. For a moment there Lydia was actually worried! This would be easy. She stood up and brushed the hanging clothes out of her way as she slid open the door and stepped out, raised her hands up, stretched, yawned and then slid her hands forwards, rolled her head and smiled. She tapped her wristwatch and it turned into a much more advanced metallic alien device strapped to her wrist She took a thumb drive like device off of it, raised her wrist, tapped the thumb drive to reveal a key, shoved the key into the slot in the device and 'revved' the key. Lights shined out of the device and a charming musical sound was emitted from the device.
"Phantom Striker Pink Activate." She ordered quietly and a bright pink light surrounded her and illuminated the entire room!
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"Where the hell did this thing come from?" One of the intruders asked while looking over the RC Car. "Was she spying on us?"
"You idiots. I told you to be quiet about it! Now she knows we're here!"
"So what? There's three of us and one of her and we're all armed! If she causes trouble we'll just empty a clip into her and grab what we want anyway. It's fine!"
"He's right." THe thug tossed away the car and raised his gun. "Now lets find the little wench and-"
A bright flash of pink light shined out of a door and illuminated the hallway! The trio of burglars recoiled from the sudden flash of light and backed away while shielding their eyes. "What the hell was THAT now?!"
"Was that a Flashbang?!"
"No...no I didn't hear anything. I think she was just trying to-" There was another pink flash of light and then another behind them and the trio of thugs turned around and prepared to attack the new arrival only for the first of them to be grabbed by his face and punched in the stomach with so much force that he felt like someone swung a sledgehammer into him! He was dropped onto the floor where he curled up into a ball gasping for breath and crying in pain. The vigilante interloper then grabbed the second of the thugs, crushed his gun into scrap like an empty soda can with her free hand and then she tossed him through the air, across the room and into a nearby wall. He smacked into it and dropped to the floor and the Phantom Striker advanced on the last one. He immediately opened fire with his handgun without hesitation but she just calmly moved her open hand in front of the bullets paths and deflected them aside upon impact, skillfully deflecting them away from not just herself but also the two downed thugs so that nobody was hurt by the wild ricochets. With the bullets swatted aside she rushed him, grabbed his gun before he could shoot anymore bullets, crushed it, grabbed his shirt and then casually flipped him to the floor and slammed him down on it. The thug was hit so hard it knocked the wind right out of him and reduced him to a cringing shaking mess on the floor. She calmly kicked him away towards the broken glass that littered the floor from the hole they broke open in her door. His outfit gave him protection but it was certainly still an unpleasent experience sliding over the shards of broken glass until he hit the door. He was done.
The Phantom Striker walked over to a light switch and flipped it up and illuminated the living room and she looekd over the thugs. They would survive. They might walk funny for a while but they'd survive. More importantly though the first thug she'd smacked down was able to see hr clearly now. Dressed in an alien leather body armor that was primarily black with pink spots on her thighs, arms and chest in a diamond shape, with white lines on her legs and stomach and an armored pink and black helmet with a Pteranodon-motif! She ripped off his mask to his panicked face as he realized who he was dealing with!
The Pink Phantom Striker Ranger had arrived to stop them!
"Oh...God...i-it's...y-you!"
"Yeah, Jerkface, it's me!" She snapped at him, her voice ice cold even with her metalic voice filtered via her helmet. "Night-night!" She reached down and flicked him unconscous!
With everyone dealt with she disposed of the last of their weapons and rounded them up. The police would arrive soon and she would just let them know that the Pink Ranger had saved her. It was technically true after all.
The Morpher on her wrist beeped again and she answered it. "Come in."
"Pink! We heard the alarms! What's happened? Are you okay?"
"Hey Red. It's cool. It was just some idiots who didn't know they were messing with. No Monsters just incompetence."
"Got it. That's good to hear. Do you want us to come over?"
"Nah. I can hear the police from here. I'll be fine. You guys just get your sleep. I'll let you know if anything happens. Out."