GMC Safari GT, 1990. The Safari nameplate transfered to GMC for their minivan that was a sibling-model to the Chevrolet Astro. It was available in both passenger and cargo versions and survived through 2 generations until 2005
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Sorry, @ajgrey9647, this was supposed to be a proper fic, but my brain wasn't cooperating so an approximation was the best I could do with web weaving and basic (so basic) summary.
Title: a machine to rage against//not asking permission
Rating: M
Relationships: Lord Drakkon/Coinless Jason; Jason Scott/Tommy Oliver; Coinless Zack/Coinless Trini; Kimberly Hart/Zack Taylor/Trini; Billy Cranston/Matt Cook; mentioned Coinless Bulk/Slayer Kim.
Characters: Lord Drakkon; Coinless Jason Scott; Prime Jason Scott; Prime Mighty Morphin Rangers; Prime Tommy Oliver; Prime Matt Cook; Coinless Zack Taylor; Coinless Trini; Coinless Bulk; Coinless Kimberly Hart.
Additional Tags: Drakkon Very Pointedly DOES NOT raise Skull Back to Life; Because He's Still a Petty Bitch; So Many Uses of Mirrors; Nirvana Lyrics; Jewel Lyrics; eating snails; Drakkon had a thing for The Lost Boys and it SHOWS; I am Talking About the Saxophone; watching someone sleep; gently stalking (not stabby with a knife stalking); drive-in theaters; masturbation; makeout sessions.
Summary:
When the Grid Beasts appeared in Drakkon's perfect world, he saw the writing on the wall and shifted gears instead of just fighting and fighting until the strongest alternate version of Tommy Oliver could break through into his personal dream. He wiped the slate clean from his trying to be a superhero on his own and played with another option.
This go around he made everything as simple as it ever was in his own Coinless dimension. Yes, there would be no poverty, no starvation, crime held at bay by competent individuals he plucked out of space time to make a go at civil order, actual medical assistance and free housing, but--there would be nothing akin to mass technology. Drakkon couldn't stand the idea of smart phones and plastics and the constant noise of planes and jets and the like.
There were wind and sun powered sailboats, steam powered trains for mass transit, horse drawn carriages, and bicycles.
The wildlife, the natural world prospered, and people...connected.
There were also the Rangers in positions and lives they never would have lead (that seemed too dangerous to lead into now), with a sort of...grunge aesthetic lurking at the edges.
He takes up learning an instrument in this version of the Youth Center to see if he can expand his flirtation techniques.
(Which is why BOTH Jasons woke up on their own.)
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What if one split second sent your life in two completely different directions?
SLIDING DOORS (1998) | dir. Peter Howitt
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