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legionworld2016-07-23 06:16 pm
kingtyrantranger) wrote in legionworld2016-07-23 06:16 pm
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Jason: Episode 002
Who| Jason!
What| Training!
Where| The training gym and the shooting range!
When| Post-Ring Pop Power Hour!
Warnings/Notes| None!
Jason's got a routine. Back home, he'd spend about three hours a day doing exercise and practicing his martial arts, not counting the time he spent on his classes. The rest of the day was either dedicated to school or his friends. Or to actually saving the world.
On Legion World, his schedule ended up changing slightly. While he was sixteen and technically a legal adult, he kept up some education. Not much, only a few classes a day, but he couldn't just give up on school to be a superhero back home and he didn't see why that should change here.
The majority of his day, when he wasn't on monitor duty, was taken up by training. His schedule was fairly regular. Wake up at around six o'clock, make sure that the universe wasn't ending. Shower, brush teeth, eat a huge breakfast, and start working out at seven. Two hours of exercise, including jogging and weightlifting, then an hour of practicing his martial arts, usually alone. Then, a break at ten for another shower, lunch, and three forty-five minute classes. And, of course, the regular Legion training. Then, in the afternoon, another two hours of martial arts practice, followed by an hour of whatever hellish new exercise that Aizawa had put out for him. Then an hour of cooling down, followed by half an hour of Science Police-level training with the blaster pistol he'd gotten from Engineering. After that, dinner followed by whatever struck his fancy. Usually more martial arts, running, or swimming.
Honestly, watching the Earth from space had grown a little boring after the first month or so. And, while the Legion people were friendly enough, he, well. He missed his friends. He didn't know whether time was passing at home or not, or how much trouble they were in without him. It wasn't like Zordon and Alpha could just whip up a new Ranger out of nothing, after all. So, rather than focus on that or, you know, do the healthy thing and discuss it with the therapist, he buried himself in practice. It was fun, mostly, and it kept his mind off of things.
((So. Grab bag! If anyone wants to run into Jason, or have him run into them, in either working out in the gym, running, swimming, shooting at the range, practicing martial arts, or chowing down, feel free.))
What| Training!
Where| The training gym and the shooting range!
When| Post-Ring Pop Power Hour!
Warnings/Notes| None!
Jason's got a routine. Back home, he'd spend about three hours a day doing exercise and practicing his martial arts, not counting the time he spent on his classes. The rest of the day was either dedicated to school or his friends. Or to actually saving the world.
On Legion World, his schedule ended up changing slightly. While he was sixteen and technically a legal adult, he kept up some education. Not much, only a few classes a day, but he couldn't just give up on school to be a superhero back home and he didn't see why that should change here.
The majority of his day, when he wasn't on monitor duty, was taken up by training. His schedule was fairly regular. Wake up at around six o'clock, make sure that the universe wasn't ending. Shower, brush teeth, eat a huge breakfast, and start working out at seven. Two hours of exercise, including jogging and weightlifting, then an hour of practicing his martial arts, usually alone. Then, a break at ten for another shower, lunch, and three forty-five minute classes. And, of course, the regular Legion training. Then, in the afternoon, another two hours of martial arts practice, followed by an hour of whatever hellish new exercise that Aizawa had put out for him. Then an hour of cooling down, followed by half an hour of Science Police-level training with the blaster pistol he'd gotten from Engineering. After that, dinner followed by whatever struck his fancy. Usually more martial arts, running, or swimming.
Honestly, watching the Earth from space had grown a little boring after the first month or so. And, while the Legion people were friendly enough, he, well. He missed his friends. He didn't know whether time was passing at home or not, or how much trouble they were in without him. It wasn't like Zordon and Alpha could just whip up a new Ranger out of nothing, after all. So, rather than focus on that or, you know, do the healthy thing and discuss it with the therapist, he buried himself in practice. It was fun, mostly, and it kept his mind off of things.
((So. Grab bag! If anyone wants to run into Jason, or have him run into them, in either working out in the gym, running, swimming, shooting at the range, practicing martial arts, or chowing down, feel free.))
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Why?!
Why did this Rita person think that sending down an evil spider monster would let her take over the world?
"So all it did was... be big? Was that it?" Really trying to see the threat, here.
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He paused, then coughed a bit, regaining his normal footing. "Yeah, uh. Forgot to mention. Rita's got this thing where she can make her monsters, like. A hundred and fifty feet tall when she wants." It kinda sucked sometimes. But hopefully that made Spidertron seem a bit more threatening, because all he's getting from Gwen right now is an overwhelming sense that she thinks the whole thing is lame.
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Like any other kind of robot, really
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Yeah. It's one of those worlds.