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[2015-03-23 00:36:04 +0000 UTC]
(United States)
# Statistics
Favourites: 113; Deviations: 16; Watchers: 54
Watching: 69; Pageviews: 3838; Comments Made: 993; Friends: 69
# Interests
Favorite bands / musical artists: Fall Out Boy, Linken Park, Imagine Dragons, Green Day, etc.Favorite games: Mortal Kombat
# About me
π: 0 β©: 0 π: 0 β©: 0 //I'm gonna leave a starter here if you would like to role play with me. I love you're account. And buttons 0u0 //Β π: 0 β©: 0 I'm only a Duck Psst- π: 0 β©: 1 OOC: why thank you ^^ π: 0 β©: 0 ||Mind if I roleplay Foot Leo on here?|| π: 0 β©: 1 (( dont mind at all ^^)) π: 0 β©: 1 The Foot turtle flinched. He was within his own room on a mat, he started to open his eyes slowly as his blue yet hazy eyes came into view. Both hands parted from his chest as he gets up.Β π: 0 β©: 1 Raph groaned as he sat up. He hated mornings and this one was no different. Well except the face that he was in a room at the Shredders hideout. He didnt remember much but all he could remember was that he was in the lair of his master. It felt funny to say much less to think it. π: 0 β©: 1 Leo hadn't noticed Raphael quite yet as he pulled both swords from there cases to give a test run and swung em to slice a few wooden dummies from here and there. π: 0 β©: 1 Raph watched him a moment and arched a brow, " someones a perfectionist" he said rubbing one eye with his hand as he yawned a bit walking over to a different dummy and taking out his sais. π: 0 β©: 1 "....!" Leonardo looked right up at the other. Though he kept a π: 0 β©: 1 Raph looked at him a moment trying to fit the name. he knew that name somehow. He shook his head and looked at him. π: 0 β©: 1 "I was not informed...there'd actually be another turtle here besides me." π: 0 β©: 0 β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ π: 0 β©: 0 Thank you for the watch!!!!!!! π: 0 β©: 2 (( i just now saw the rp part XD my bad!!)) π: 0 β©: 1 (((no problem mate))) π: 0 β©: 1 (( ok i dont RP like this. sorry but i cant. i dont do god modding and i dont attack another persons character like that without warning or without talking to them about it first to see where its leading. if this is how you rp then im sorry but i cant)) π: 0 β©: 1 (Can I change the story then? π: 0 β©: 1 (((Alright))) π: 0 β©: 1 (( also dont control my character in anyway. )) π: 0 β©: 1 (((K))) π: 0 β©: 1 Raph frowned his guard still up before looking at the blueprints. "why?" π: 0 β©: 1 The Shinobi frowned back at Raph and replied "just look and you will see why " π: 0 β©: 1 Raph frowned looking at the blueprints again. ((i dont know what its supposed to say)) π: 0 β©: 1 The Shinobi frowned at him and replied "open it " π: 0 β©: 1 (( i figured but why they want to is what he is wanting to know)) π: 0 β©: 1 (((They are creating a new army of ninjas and are deciding to use Raph as the test subject))) π: 0 β©: 1 Raph narrowed his eyes at the blueprints and curled his lip, " im no ones test monkey" he growled. π: 0 β©: 1 The Shinobi replied "you're gonna be one if you don't leave." π: 0 β©: 1 Raph frowned at the blueprints then looked at her, " how do i know your not someone else trying to trick me huh?" he growled. π: 0 β©: 1 The Shinobi snarled at him and replied "just open it if you want to live " π: 0 β©: 0 (( your welcome ^^)) π: 0 β©: 1 (Go raibh maith agat) π: 0 β©: 0 {\ Thank your for the watch back,friend ^^ Your account is so awesomee! I love Raph π: 0 β©: 0 Thanks for the watch back hope we can rp sometime :3 π: 0 β©: 1 (( no problem ^^)) π: 0 β©: 1 ((Man! Girl are u ok? I read your recent journal on lovable-hothead so I come here again, want to do some RP?)) π: 0 β©: 0 {{ Hey, thanks for the watch-back~! So here's a starter! }} π: 0 β©: 1 ((Holy chizz thats a long starter!! ^^ its really good though i love it!!)) π: 0 β©: 1 {{ Heheh, yeah, I'm too writer for life. Glad you liked it, though!! }} π: 0 β©: 1 Raph watched her a moment and hesitated. he shifted his eyes around a bit then looked at her. π: 0 β©: 1 "We can head to my place. It's an apartment complex, but company-owned, so I'm the only one that lives there. ('With good reason,' she thought to herself.) We can head there once I get you out of thereβ¦" Esfir shifted her bag a little, opening her jacket slightly to pull out something, flipping it to reveal it was a switchblade. "You're tied up, right? I gotcha covered." π: 0 β©: 1 Raph had watched her closely as she approached to free him from his binds. Any other time he wouldn't trust anyone so quickly but right now he didnt have much of a choice. Once the ropes were cut he moved his arms around to the front and rubbed his wrists where the rope had been. π: 0 β©: 1 "It's no problem." Esfir gave him a vaguely comforting smile, but worry dominated her expression. One would have to be deaf to not pick up on the way his voice sounded... To not realize the extent of his injuries was beyond that of what was visible. π: 0 β©: 1 Raph looked at her easily taking in the sass in her tone. He already knew needed help but with his tphone destroyed and not knowing how far he was from the lair at the time made his choice for him. He just nodded a bit and carefully wrapped his arm around her shoulders careful not to lean to heavily on her due to his weight. π: 0 β©: 1 "Huh? Oh, right..." Esfir quickly mulled it over, before deciding that she could tell him. After all, just like who she was in charge of, who would he tell? Not all people had the willing acceptance of what this world was capable of.... π: 0 β©: 1
# Comments
Comments: 396
'the first thing I remember is the shredder handing me a black mask with rips in it. he told me he had rescued me from those who had wronged me. the clan called hamato. suddenly the memories came flooding back, why were they so cruel to me?... Why did they torture me so? was it because I was smaller? Was it because I was weaker? I have trained with the shredder for 3 months now much faster and more agile than I've ever been. my revenge is the only thing that fuels me to keep going. I don't know why it hurts this much all I know is that I will have vengeance on those who hurt me and my master.'
Michelangelo put down the notebook he had been writing in. this book he had found in the dumpster the first few weeks of the shredder "rescuing" him from the evil mutants., was the only thing that gave him comfort... Except of course the wind. he didn't know why but the wind always made me feel free. like he could do anything. the wind brushed across his face making his tattered mask tails flutter in the breeze. during these times he sometimes questions if the shredder was being truthful to him. Or that the Hamato clan was really that cruel but then the altered memories he had stored in his mind came rushing to him. and it snapped him back to reality at least that's what he thought. little did the turtle know that the memories he was experiencing were only figments of the imagination. Shredders doing. Of course he didn't know that if he did he wouldn't be this angry he wouldn't be this sad... He wouldn't feel alone and scared and want revenge on his own family. Mikey sighs and put away the notebook in his belt along with his pen. Unknowingly to the young turtle . Raphael had been captured as well by shredder and turned to becoming a foot member
Hey you, ur acc is lovely and so is ur muse
We should rp sometime
Raph: *blushes* ....
He looked over to his side taking his Foot Soldier gear on putting it on and grabbing his weapons. He grabbed his red scarf and flung it around his neck.
He got right out of his room tying the tail masks of his black mask, his eyes now a blank white.
Today he'd be going on patrol yet it felt like this wouldn't be just some ordinary day. He headed for the training area to as usual do vicious training.
He sighed. "What could possibly feel so different about today..."
||Have my lame starter ;;||
He got up and looked at his face. His neon green eyes against this new black mask. Shredder had took the red one he had been wearing and said he didnt need it anymore. He took a breath and decided to look around as he made his way out of the room.
He froze when he came face to face with another mutant turtle. He blinked a bit confused at the sight yet something seemed familuar as well.
((its not lame ^^))
".....Tsk..."
He felt rather disappointed the cut wasn't so swift as he hoped. However, the slice he performed left the top part flat yet he believes it wasn't quick enough.
"Ughh...Are you kidding me? A few rough edges...if my blade gets stuck it wouldn't be such a satisfying death for my opponent..."
His empty expression somewhat annoyed now. Seems he's quite a perfectionist.Β
He attacked the dummy swiftly and without mercy leaving it half hanging there like some kind of old rag doll that should be thrown away.
He put his sais away and looked back at the other turtle, "you look familiar"
serious look he did seem surprised. His hazy blue eyes had come into view
as he stares right back at the other turtle.
He has the same feeling as the other, a feeling of familiarity.
".....My names Leonardo."
He merely replied with a monotone voice that practically sounded like it voided all emotion.
"names Raphael" he replied as he stretched a bit.
He turned all the way facing Leo before crossing his arms.
" so you doing some training?" he asked. his voice still sounded as if he was his normal self. then again he didnt feel much difference except some slight emptiness somewhere.
He places his swords right back as he crossed both arms over his armor plated chest. Leo sounded more different from his previous self. He practically seem to lack much emotion judging by his facial expression which remained blank and his vocal tone was merely monotone.
Yet deep down though this actually felt like a good change of situation.
He then gave a one nod to the other as an answer to Raph's question.Β
"I have to get everything right until it's perfect."
Give this to the ten nicest people you know
(A young Dragon Shinobi was spying on the Foot Clan when she spotted the Ninja turtle. She snuck up behind him and kicked him in the bac)
Raph grunted and stumbled forward before he spun around and glared at her and snarled, "who are you?" he snapped holding his weapons.
The Dragon Shinboi whipped out her twin sais and snarled " Your worst nightmare ". Before Raph knew it she jumped forward, stabbed him in the stomach and kicked him in the face. Raph grunted and got up.
The Dragon Shinobi looked at the ninja turtle and replied "You may call me the Shinobi. I'm here to bring you some awful news."
Raphael looked at her in confusion
Raph arched a brow at her, " and whats that?" he asked his guard up.
The Shinobi replied "Foot scientists are deciding to use you as a experiment. If you don't believe me here are the blueprints."
The Shinobi hands Raph the blueprints
(((It is suppose to show the pictures of the experiment)))
Raph gives her a glare, "im not stupid" he said before he opened it.
The Shinobi said nothing and gave the batglare as Raph read the blueprints
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Β Β Β Β Β Β The female gem is running way from two gems from Homeworld. They wants take her to Homeworld and ,maybe, kill her because now she are rebel gem. "Β Do not you have something else to do?AH-" She falls on the ground and other gem laughed " You're weak. You know that, Chalcedony " Β The other gem said. " No...I'm...NOT! " Chalcedony pulls her hand mirror who show a hard light blinding the other gem for a moment.Β She came in on sewage quickly.Β it falls to her knees gasping really tired and nervous,she was a bit scared too.
"...and then she seems to have mild abilities, especially in regards to water. Not much of a surprise there," Esfir mumbled quietly, staring down at the report she'd been typing up on her 'captive' slash friend, Mihana. Not doing fieldwork anymore meant writing study paper after study paper on things she noticed about her half-alien roommate. Day to day journals too. Whatever her boss wanted to learn more about her.
Sighing, Esfir looked out the window reluctantly. It was dark outside already, though city lights shone through and made a faux day within this more populated side of the city. At the moment, the Russian woman had let herself go some number of hours earlier and stopped by a 24-hour fast food restaurant for something to eat and a place to slave over work at, from videos to writing and all in-between.
Maybe now was a good time to save up her stuff, get packing, and get out, though. After all, both the news and her boss had warned her about the step up in Foot Clan activity, which meant higher crime during the nighttime hours. She may be an ex-agent, but even Esfir didn't want to get tangled up in that mess.
So she saved up her works, placed her laptop in her shoulder bag, and left, tossing her trash out on the way out.
The walk home, despite being nerve wracking, wasn't too bad. So far, all Esfir had to deal with was the growing quiet as she left the busier part of the city to her own, company-owned apartment with Mihana. As long as trouble wasn't brewing, Esfir could live with even the most uneasy of silences.
Perhaps she thought too soon, however, as a strange noise stopped her in her tracks, listening for it. Hoping it'd happen again. It did happen again, coming from the alleyway just up ahead. It sounded deep, so probably male, and....in pain? She paused a minute, wanting to ignore it, but another grunt of pain had her moving to the mouth of the alley and peering in.
A large, bulky shape was struggling slightly to stand, struggling to be free of the rope that held his (?) arms tightly together. A glimmer and a metallic smell informed Esfir right away that the being before her, half-hidden in the dark, was injured.
There was something so wrong about the situation, dangerous and put her on edge, but... More overwhelming was Esfir's need to help, if even a little bit. Stepping forward hesitantly, she called out softly, "Excuse me, sir? Are you alright?"
Stupid thing to ask, but it was a start, right?
Raph grit his teeth at the pain in his body.
Stupid thugs and stupid foot clan for ditching him.
He froze at the sound of a voice and looked up seeing a woman. He stumbled back a bit watching her wearily.
"i-im fine...." he groaned before coughing a bit.
"You don't sound too fine..." Esfir continued warily, taking a slow, small step into the alley. "I can smell the blood even from here and... Well, you don't sound too good. I can help you."
Was there a path to take that could end with this being a simple, helpful job and they went off their merry way? Maybe not. After all, Esfir was toeing a serious line here, trying to help a stranger muddling about in an alleyway. However, he was still there in the first place, so... That might be a major indicator of something being wrong.
Though seeing him move made the Russian woman all the more confused. He was bulky, yes, but... Something about it seemed off. From what little light came into the dark space, this man seemed anything but humanoid. He almost seemed to shine gently, like he had smooth skin. The bulky part on his back? Sorta like a shell.
Rumors of mutants running about was a thing from time to time, but they were either had nonexistent facts or were proven to work for the Foot (because bad guys didn't need too much cover, she supposed, not when they had the power). She already knew an alien, so mutants? Not too far of a stretch, per say, but still...
It'd be surprising, nonetheless.
"we cant stay here.....its to dangerous." he said groaning slightly still trying to get his arms untied.
He wasnt one to trust a stranger but right now he had no other choice.
A bit more nervous since she didn't know how comfortable this guy was with weaponry, but she stepped forward anyways to go to him and help.
It was stepping forward that really confirmed her suspicions. The strange person she was helping seemed more like a mutant turtle than anything else. It⦠Wasn't exactly the weirdest thing, but it was surprising nonetheless. However, she kept a straight, concentrated face, focusing more on the matter at hand⦠And the guy's wounds. He seemed to have gotten into an awful fight, if she had anything to say about it. Bruises, cuts⦠He'd gone through a rough spot, that's for sure.
"Hold on," she murmured, slipping behind him and regarding the ties a moment. Not exactly professional work, but strong and binding. Esfir quickly sawed a few lines off with her switchblade, the lines of rope loosening greatly, freeing Raph.
"thanks....." he murmured softly his voice a bit scratchy and soft. His throat was sore and hurt when he swallowed. He stood shakily and leaned against the wall a bit.
He looked at her again his breathing a bit shallow, " nice blade...." he managed to say as he fought the exhaustion that was trying to drag him down.
"Thanks. Old gift from my father." She flicked it closed, placing it back with the hidden confines of her jacket. The Russian woman looked over him with a soft sigh, noting his drooping, exhausted figure and the way he barely moved when he breathed. There was no way he was going to be mobile on his own. Esfir was going to have to step in to be the human crutch, huh...?
With a soft sigh of resign, she stepped to stand beside him. "Alright, I'm going to be blunt for a moment here, but.... I can figure that the last thing you want to do is trust me, much less follow me home. I'll admit this is one of the....weird moments of my life, but not the weirdest, for sure. However, this doesn't change the fact that you're hurt and need help. So you're going have to lean on me and let me help you to my place, buddy."
She put up her left arm, it hovering over him slightly to get ready to support him (once/if he agreed, anyways). Her right hand was currently busy being sassy at her hip, but would soon offer support as well. Just as long as the strange turtle mutant beside her agreed to be further helped.
"just out of curiosity what do you mean when you said this isnt the WEIRDEST moment in your life?" he asked her once they had started walking.
"Well, before I lazed around here, I used to work for a company of special agents. A rising company, nothing too big. However... Did you ever hear about those break-ins? The ones where important, dangerous artifacts were being stolen? Well, we got the job to deal with that mess to prove ourselves to the government. Turns out, an alien hybrid girl was the one causing all the problems! Once apprehended, my superiors wondered what do to with her... Only to place her under my watch and call me off my job to do this one, which is researching her behaviors and whatnot." Esfir shrugged.
"It's actually not too bad, though. Mihana was really closed off to me at first, but we're kinda friends now... Or something. It's weird and quite complicated.
"Anyways, we're almost there! My building is just up ahead." She nodded to the red brick apartment building, a few lights glowing on the lower floors, but none as noticeable as the fourth floor, which had a rather huge balcony. There was a fifth floor above it, but it was all dark up there.
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