Power Rangers - Warrior Force
Kenny "Switch" Calderon
C.E.O., Calderobotics; Black Aztec Ranger
ABILITIES: STR 2 (3), STA 2 (3), AGL 1 (2), DEX 2 (3), FGT 2 (4), INT 5, AWE 4, PRE 3
SKILLS: Athletics +2 (3), Close Combat +4 (6), Deception +3, Expertise [Business] +13, Insight +8, Intimidation +3, Perception +9, Persuasion +7, Ranged Combat +3 (5), Stealth +1 (2), Technology +15, Vehicles +7 (8), (Acrobatics +5)
ADVANTAGES: Assessment, Beginner’s Luck, Benefit [Wealth] 4, Close Attack 2, Connected, Fascinate [Expertise [Business]], Favored Foe [Robots], Improvised Tools, Inventor, Languages, Luck, Ranged Attack, Speed of Thought, Well-Informed
- NUMBER CRUNCHER: Quickness 6 [Limited to One Task (Mathematics)]
BLACK AZTEC RANGER
- WARRIOR SPIRIT: Enhanced Acrobatics 3, Agility 1, Dexterity 1, Dodge 4, Fighting 2, Parry 3, Stamina 1, Strength 1, Accurate Attack, Agile Feint, Evasion 2, Favored Environment [Jungle/Woods], Precise Attack [Close, Cover]
- OBSIDIAN CHAINSAW: Array [Easily Removable]
- CHAINSAW SLASH: Damage 7 [Penetrating 6, Strength-Based]
- OBSIDIAN TORNADO: Damage 5 [Cylinder Area, Strength-Based]
- WIND STRIKE: Damage 5 [Ranged, Strength-Based]
- POWER SUIT: Protection 4
- WIND DASH: Speed 4
- CATCH THE AIR: Movement 1 [Attack (Dodge), Ranged, Reaction (Nearby character falls)]
- NOT QUITE FLIGHT: Leaping 4
Chainsaw Slash [Strength-Based Damage]: +6 vs Parry, DC 25, Penetrating 6
Obsidian Tornado [Damage]: Dodge vs. DC 16, DC 23, 30ft cylinder
Wind Strike [Damage]: +5 vs Dodge, DC 23, 125/250/500ft
Grab: +4 (6) vs Parry, DC 12 (13)
Throw: +3 (5) vs Dodge, DC 17 (18)
Unarmed: +4 (6) vs Parry, DC 17 (18)
DEFENSES: Dodge 4 (9), Parry 4 (8), Toughness 2 (7), Fortitude 2 (3), Will 5
A transcription from Kenny Calderon’s talk at TEDxAngel Grove, December 2014:
Hello, everyone. My name is Ken Calderon. If you aren’t familiar with me, I’m the president and CEO of Calderobotics, and if you own a device with moving parts manufactured sometime in the last five years, I probably hold a patent on something inside it.
The kind people at TED asked me to speak here today, and at first I wasn’t sure what I’d talk about. Lots of guys in my position like to get up here and talk about the stuff they’ve invented, or more precisely how and why they’re the ones who invented that stuff. I find that there’s a lot of self-congratulation in my field. And it’s true; engineers and scientists today are doing some really, really amazing things compared to just twenty years ago. We, as inventors, should be proud of ourselves. Calderobotics isn’t the only company pushing technology forward, there’s an amazing amount of advancement being made at a rate unseen before. We live in an amazing time. But I’ve decided to talk about that one ingredient that everyone seems to forget after they make their first seven figures and get their face on the cover of Forbes.
It’s no secret that yes, I’m a pretty smart guy and yes, I was born with an inherent predisposition for math and science and yes, I was mentored by a man who is undoubtedly the greatest mind of our time. I’ll get to that part later. Yes, I was positioned to have some sort of career in a STEM field, no doubt. But there’s a lot of people who can say the same thing. I have personally met so many people who are, quite frankly, better at math than me. Better engineers than I am. Quicker problem solvers. More organized. More disciplined. And yet, while they’re “merely” making very good livings for themselves, my face is on the cover of Forbes and now I’m on stage giving a lecture to all of those people who are better at math than I am.
The difference, I think, is simple. It’s inspiration. I was inspired so deeply and at such a young age to do – quite literally – the impossible, that twenty some-odd years later I actually pulled some of it off. To explain how I was so inspired, I have to give you a bit of a biography. Bear with me. I was born here, in Angel Grove, in 1988. I’m a third-generation Mexican-American. My father was an auto mechanic and my mother was a high school Spanish teacher. I lived in a 3 bedroom house with my parents, three siblings, grandmother, and 2 cousins. And in 1993, when I was five years old, a giant, golden, winged monkey monster fell out of the sky and an equally giant Voltron-looking dinosaur robot punched it in the face and made it run away.
Inspiration! Yeah, I was a smart kid. Maybe, maybe, I would have made it to college on scholarship, if I applied myself. My family wouldn’t have been able to afford it otherwise. I could have gone to college, majored in an engineering field and found a good job designing pipelines or something, and hey, that’s not bad. But when I was five years old, a 300 foot tall robot man seemed to show up every week to cut some giant alien monster in half. And that robot man moved so fluidly, so much like a human. It walked like a human, it could jump, it could engage in hand-to-hand combat. I didn’t know it at the time, but that robot was taking the square-cube law and smashing it to pieces. I wanted so badly to have a robot of my own that could do that, but no such thing existed! I was incensed, but I was determined.
Since my dad owned an auto garage, there was always a box of scraps to mess around with. I started tinkering like hell to try and make something that could move the way the megazord moved. Of course I never succeeded, but I kept trying because hey, if the zords can do it then there had to be a way, right?
That led to me entering robotics competitions and competing against students twice my age. I funded my projects by working in my dad’s shop, doing the work of two good mechanics, clearing enough of his overhead to allow me to buy materials to build all sorts of stuff. Child labor laws be damned, right? To this day I can still take apart a small block Chevy engine and put it back together in under 20 minutes. I kept plugging away at these competitions, rarely ever winning. The other contestants were building things that made sense! They followed the laws of physics! They worked! All of my ideas were in the clouds, man. I wasn’t satisfied with wheels, or jerky, fast motion. I was even less satisfied with slow, smooth motion. Nobody was dreaming big enough! Look at the Power Rangers! Look at their robot! Why can’t we do that!?
It wasn’t until high school that I finally figured out why I would never be able to build a megazord. I was lucky enough to have attended Angel Grove High, two miles away from here, the alma mater of Dr. Bill Cranston. Y’know. The guy who actually built a few megazords. You can imagine how crushed I was when he told me the reason they work the way they do is because of an unlimited energy supply created by an alien space wizard that was both impractical and uneconomical to be applied to the civilian world. I was chasing a dream that I wouldn’t ever catch up with.
By that point, I already had a working prototype of my microhydraulics. I had already applied for a patent on ceramic nanobearings. I went on to improve upon autonomous optic sensors, simulated nerve endings, and various forays into materials science that are making robots lighter, stronger, cheaper, and more flexible. I innovated because I was inspired, and because by the time someone told me what I was doing was impossible, I had already done half of it.
Inspiration is what makes innovators different. Inspiration is what makes humanity constantly strive to do things we aren’t supposed to be able to do. Inspiration drove me to invent things that no one else even attempted to invent. And now I’m working on a project that I can’t speak too much about, but let’s just say that I’m still chasing that initial dream. And in the meantime, I guess I’ve pushed robotics forward by a few clicks. So go out, get inspired, and push us forward a few more clicks!