Because there needs to be some kind of distinct aural cue, the PA emits a low hum and then a pop as it turns on. Zordon's monotone echoes through the speakers.
"Will the following teenagers with attitude please pay attention?
John Crichton: you will report to the Command Center at some point today and explain to me what possessed you to think that
leaving a large quantity of powerful magnets in a room full of sensitive computer equipment was in any way a good idea.
Samuel T. Anders and Archibald Kennedy: you will cease your ridiculous posturing and pseudo-aggressive behavior toward each other at once.
There are spandex uniforms with stupid helmet visors in both your futures if you don't desist immediately. I've seen the feeds on the Viewing Globe. Don't think I didn't notice. Believe me, if I have to call you both into the Command Center to resolve this matter, I guarantee you that none of us will enjoy it.
Finally, all students are hereby requested to not waste Dean Zoe Washburn's time with non-faculty related issues as they are not within her purview. I trust you all have the common sense to make this distinction.
That will be all."
There is another pop, and a low hum that quickly fades out as the PA speakers die.