sunsh1ner

[sunsh1ner]

Awright, last post of the night

Past dudes came to visit and yes, lil Mike got an apology outta Violet. They're not quite chill w each other but lil Mike ain't threatening violence and attempting to roast Violet every two seconds

Lil Vi's been interested in the battle shell + mystech arms mix and yes I've been indulging him. Not taking off the shell tho because I'd rather not let them see my fuckin spine

Red and lil Red have been hanging out in the dojo for a bit and Mike's.. somewhat here, not fully

I think he's seeing Mikey in his younger self

[sunsh1ner]

OKAY mini Mike has phone privileges revoked for a bit little man is big mad here lol

Mike is certainly laughing his ass off

Also, wassup, it's little Blue here, reporting live from the past and so far it is boring as shit compared to what future me dealt with

Course I don't have a metal shell and two metal arms but that's neither here nor there I'm quite bored

[sunsh1ner]

WADAAAAP LIL MIKE HERE

VIOLET YOU'RE STILL A PUNKASS LEATHERBACK BITCH AND I STILL DON'T BELIEVE YOU'RE THE OLDER VERSION OF MY BROTHER

Lamer version of my older brother for sure like tf can barely see can barely hear mfer is like coffee creamer half n half

I will absolutely not stop until you give Mike an apologyyyyy

Bitch

[sunsh1ner]

Mike's cooled down since last night, he's still not happy about what happened.

Little him bypassed the block and promptly cursed Violet out and honestly that was funny as SHIT so yeah he and the rest of the fam got unblocked

Violet is pouting of course but I think he's still shocked about a younger Mike who knows the amount of curse words he spewed LOL

[sunsh1ner]

SO uh Blue here Violet is getting tech rights taken away for a bit until he can play nice

Gonna go attempt to calm Mike down a tad

[sunsh1ner]

Violet here, and I have discovered at some point in the past he had made contact with.. much larger versions of us. I have made it clear they are to leave him be and promptly blocked them.

Harsh, but I cannot let yet another universe ruin what little bit I have left of my brother. I refuse it.

Other than Eiko, Flora, Angie and the inhabitants of their universe:

Do not seek contact with this family.

That includes the younger version of myself and everyone else. I am sorry but it must be done.

[sunsh1ner]

wassup it's Casey Jr again

We got some Tsuyo footage of her talking to Mikey and that's fun - considering the picture on the shrine moved a bit, too, was another thing but hey we all good here

Mike's thankfully been on his meds the last two days per prescribed, he's seemingly getting better but I ain't hoping just yet

Also Tsuyo says hello

[sunsh1ner]

it's Mike, permission granted to post, just

miss you, Mikey. miss you a lot bud.

hope you're okay.

love ya

[sunsh1ner]

Wassup it's Casey Jr uhh

Old man Blue is outta commission because somehow the flu's made him a giant baby and Red's basically babying him.

And no, it's not some actual big bad bug it's just the flu we checked like several times over

Taking over posting for a minute until he gets better, so!! To summarize things ig:

- Uncle Mike is in therapy, fully, no joking this time and all of us are on his ass about it

- Tsuyo apparently can see ninpō and mystics n all of that but actual sight is a no-go, so good to know

- Violet's basically taken over Don's room, nothing in there yet but he keeps on talking about SHELLDON, so I'm curious

- Blue n Mike are mildly on the outs but whatever beef they have it's not spilling over so yaaaay

- Agustin n Mike got a pet and I'm thoroughly envious of their pet cat.

[sunsh1ner]

She was calming down, slowly, and with each 'Love you' from Eiko he murmured a response. Her gentle exhale was a good sign enough, too, enough to make his churr grow just a tad bit louder.

At what she said, though, Don sighed. "I know. I wouldn't have let that happen otherwise but my plastron is tough and you were mainly hitting that. Nor was I about to restrain you more than you already were - and, my dear, you were and still are in.. incredible distress. You don't deserve to hurt, either."

Carefully he gave her a kiss atop her head, silent for a few moments before talking again. "I'm here, to talk to and get whatever you need off your chest. I've got everything I need and a couple of other things but now, I.. am simply existing. No more vigilantism, no more of the.. tech things, not at the scale I used to do. I.. just wish to exist with you, Eiko. I'm safe. With you, I am my best self and.. now I can be that with you."

Don just wished Mikey could have seen him off. Been annoyingly happy for him, maybe cried as he left.

The tenseness of it all was.. disheartening, but now, he was finally here.

\\ In the quiet of the lair came the sound of a soft hum, and the sound of careful footsteps.

Don, as he entered, could..

He could feel the grief. Shock. Despair. It was a blanket, a fog he knew all too well recently. The knot in his throat was thick, swallowing as he inhaled and exhaled before calling out.

".. Flora?"

Oh spirits he hoped this wouldn't hurt any of them.

He didn't want to hurt them like this. \\

// Flora emerged slowly, general appearance unkept. Her hair was hastily brushed, her clothes a mess as though she'd only just gotten them on. Her headband was nowhere in sight, and she generally just seemed... tired. //

"There you are.."

// Though her expression upon seeing him was pained, it was also relieved. She was narrowly holding it together by a thread that was so terrifyingly close to snapping. //

"Good to see you, Donnie- uhm, Don. Sorry.."

// .... oh. It was that recent. //

[sunsh1ner]

"And yet you didn't. Even if you did, do you think I'd be angry? Especially with what happened?" Don softly said, rubbing soft circles on her back as she tightened her hold on him. It was relief, in a way, and it showed with the slump of his shoulders and the way his chin rested on the crown of her head. Swaying gently, to and fro, he continued. "If I had known you in another life and knew you were gone - and you had come back suddenly, I would have reacted similarly, if not more violently. I know you feel guilt but know that even if you had struck me I would love you all the same. Nothing could stop me from loving you, Eiko, and I hope you know that."

The quietest of churrs, for Eiko's ears only, rumbled from his chest as he held her - feeling his own self start to calm, the shake of his body slowly easing and pulse slowing.

"I love you, with every bit of my being and more. I hope you know that, too."

Keep the pain down, Donatello. This isn't about you.

The quiet mantra echoed in his head over and over, echoing, and still he kept it pushed down. The only thing he could do right now was simply be there for Eiko, hold her, reassure her: just.. being there was hopefully enough.

\\ In the quiet of the lair came the sound of a soft hum, and the sound of careful footsteps.

Don, as he entered, could..

He could feel the grief. Shock. Despair. It was a blanket, a fog he knew all too well recently. The knot in his throat was thick, swallowing as he inhaled and exhaled before calling out.

".. Flora?"

Oh spirits he hoped this wouldn't hurt any of them.

He didn't want to hurt them like this. \\

// Flora emerged slowly, general appearance unkept. Her hair was hastily brushed, her clothes a mess as though she'd only just gotten them on. Her headband was nowhere in sight, and she generally just seemed... tired. //

"There you are.."

// Though her expression upon seeing him was pained, it was also relieved. She was narrowly holding it together by a thread that was so terrifyingly close to snapping. //

"Good to see you, Donnie- uhm, Don. Sorry.."

// .... oh. It was that recent. //

[sunsh1ner]

"It's okay, it's okay - you have no reason to apologize, please don't apologize-" Don murmured as he held her close, tight, swaying carefully to try and ease her grief.

"I know. I know, and I'm so, so sorry my world. I'm so sorry." He continued to murmur into the crown of her head, trying to keep the soft shake of his own self under control as he tried to soothe his dear. "I'm so sorry. I wish I could take this pain from you. I wish I could."

Quietly, silently, Don could feel his own creep up his shell.

Not now. Not about me. Not now.

Silently he tamped it down.

\\ In the quiet of the lair came the sound of a soft hum, and the sound of careful footsteps.

Don, as he entered, could..

He could feel the grief. Shock. Despair. It was a blanket, a fog he knew all too well recently. The knot in his throat was thick, swallowing as he inhaled and exhaled before calling out.

".. Flora?"

Oh spirits he hoped this wouldn't hurt any of them.

He didn't want to hurt them like this. \\

// Flora emerged slowly, general appearance unkept. Her hair was hastily brushed, her clothes a mess as though she'd only just gotten them on. Her headband was nowhere in sight, and she generally just seemed... tired. //

"There you are.."

// Though her expression upon seeing him was pained, it was also relieved. She was narrowly holding it together by a thread that was so terrifyingly close to snapping. //

"Good to see you, Donnie- uhm, Don. Sorry.."

// .... oh. It was that recent. //

[sunsh1ner]

With some.. surveillance I guess they decided I'm allowed to be on here. I don't care really, just need to give updates is all 'n.. yeah.

It's obvious that everything snowballing finally got to me. Got in that mindset back when I was stuck in the past and it.. it's not a good one. Not when all you care about is getting your family back no matter the cost and protecting them with everything: even if it meant losing yourself in the process. I just about went down that road.

Blog's gonna be run by everyone else but for the foreseeable future I'm gonna be MIA until I can really and honestly get better.

First step is admitting it.

[sunsh1ner]

Violet here.

It seems Mike's younger counterpart is wishing to visit. Though, despite his pleas I had to insist that he not visit at this time - he may be a gargantuan trigger that causes him to backpedal further than he already has been.

In other notes, Blue has met his past self and is both amazed and equally horrified at the fact his arms and shell are all composed of metal of some form. It was.. quite endearing in a way.

My own younger self was wary of me, in which he should be: I don't hold onto the same values of control as I did once upon a time.

Someone came up too close to Blue and I - and of course, as I would, I bit whoever came close. It just so happened to be Red. He is fine, and I harbor no guilt - he knows not to come up on the side I cannot hear from.

To sum it up: younger me witnessed me biting the everliving shit out of my eldest brother who did not even bat an eye at it.

Quite an interesting night.

[sunsh1ner]

Mike's back home, and we.. finally got through to him. Finally, somehow, we did and I'm glad we did.

I don't think I've heard him cry like that and I don't want to ever again. That was..

Yeah. All of us are just.. staying here. Don, I know you're over there with Eiko, Angie, and Flora: everything's alright now.

For once, I think I can fully say we're healing.

[sunsh1ner]

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry - Eiko -"

\\ Don didn't want to hurt her, refusing to grip her too tight but the way she thrashed was enough to nearly make him let go.

He could tell when she realized something was amiss. That he was alive, and breathing, and dear spirits he was shaking like a leaf-- \\

"Sweetheart that wasn't me." \\ Don exhaled, heart racing in his chest and slightly shaking from adrenaline. \\ "It wasn't me, I was in my dimension getting things packed up and sorted for the move. Remember? I had sent you three a message awhile back and Flora messaged me about what happened just today. About finding your.. your Donnie. I'm okay, sweetheart, I'm right here. I'm alive, breathing - though you pack.. quite a hit when you're frantic, ow."

\\ The soft, trembling huff of a laugh escaped him as he stood there and held Eiko.

That went.. better than expected. Maybe a teensy bit painful physically but much better than expected. \\

\\ In the quiet of the lair came the sound of a soft hum, and the sound of careful footsteps.

Don, as he entered, could..

He could feel the grief. Shock. Despair. It was a blanket, a fog he knew all too well recently. The knot in his throat was thick, swallowing as he inhaled and exhaled before calling out.

".. Flora?"

Oh spirits he hoped this wouldn't hurt any of them.

He didn't want to hurt them like this. \\

// Flora emerged slowly, general appearance unkept. Her hair was hastily brushed, her clothes a mess as though she'd only just gotten them on. Her headband was nowhere in sight, and she generally just seemed... tired. //

"There you are.."

// Though her expression upon seeing him was pained, it was also relieved. She was narrowly holding it together by a thread that was so terrifyingly close to snapping. //

"Good to see you, Donnie- uhm, Don. Sorry.."

// .... oh. It was that recent. //

[sunsh1ner]

\\ Speaking to her wouldn't be enough - he could tell. Okay.

Oh he didn't want to do this. \\

"I promise you, it's not a trick- the hybrid plants - I have them here with me. I didn't want to bring them until I was sure I was going to move in but I'm here."

\\ With each word he had been getting closer, footsteps as quiet as can be. He didn't want to do this, he didn't want to startle her, not like this - \\

"Sweetheart, I promise you I'm okay. I'm right here, just - I'm sorryI'm sorryI'm sorry-"

\\ Just like his apologies it was quick, sudden, the way he had snatched her weapon and tossed it away before bringing her into an embrace like he did. He didn't know if it'd work and guilt clawed through his gut - he was a genius but this was different: this was Mikey's field, the emotional part, the way people processed grief and this was still so new to him it scared him. \\

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry - I'm sorry if I scared you, Eiko - I'm okay, I'm here, I'm alive and I'm okay, I promise-"

\\ In the quiet of the lair came the sound of a soft hum, and the sound of careful footsteps.

Don, as he entered, could..

He could feel the grief. Shock. Despair. It was a blanket, a fog he knew all too well recently. The knot in his throat was thick, swallowing as he inhaled and exhaled before calling out.

".. Flora?"

Oh spirits he hoped this wouldn't hurt any of them.

He didn't want to hurt them like this. \\

// Flora emerged slowly, general appearance unkept. Her hair was hastily brushed, her clothes a mess as though she'd only just gotten them on. Her headband was nowhere in sight, and she generally just seemed... tired. //

"There you are.."

// Though her expression upon seeing him was pained, it was also relieved. She was narrowly holding it together by a thread that was so terrifyingly close to snapping. //

"Good to see you, Donnie- uhm, Don. Sorry.."

// .... oh. It was that recent. //