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STEDE BONNET / THE GENTLEMAN PIRATE / CAPTAIN OF THE REVENGE
#ofmdedit#ourflagmeansdeathedit#ofmd#our flag means death#stede bonnet#userbecca#useravia#ughmerlin#usernobie#userelio#edits#forever inspired by @taiturner wonderful use of gradients#cj you're an artist#i couldn't go on anymore without making a proper tribute to my favest character of this show#i love them all from the bottom of my heart#but he'll forever be my pookie#with all his flaws AND HIS STRENGTHS#cause he has both people i won't let you sleep on mr bonnet duality#and his care for the crew! for ed! his fears and his path to finding the courage to face them all#for the others and for himself#i'm just channelling my inner lucius and frenchie being very protective of him okay bye
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Hey CJ! Idk if you take prompts (I loved your most recent ficlet)
BUT any thoughts on how Buck and Tommy annoy each other (on purpose)??
ahhh thank you so much! I'm always taking prompts, it just sometimes takes me a while to get to them. here's a two-in-one fic for you!
Click. Click. Click. Click. Click click.
Click. Click. Click. Click. Click click.
Tommy looked over across the couch, where Buck was staring down at a crossword as he clicked his pen. Over and over.
“Do you need a new pen?” Tommy asked, keeping his tone calm and casual.
“Huh?” It took a second for Buck to register what he'd asked. “Oh, no. No, I'm good, thanks,” he said, glancing over at him with a smile.
Tommy returned the smile, then went back to reading his magazine.
Click click click clickclick click click.
Tommy took a long, deep breath.
Click click click click click click click click click.
“You sure?” He asked again, his voice going up an octave. “I have a whole drawer of them.”
And they're the kind with caps, he added to himself.
Buck shook his head. “Nope, this one works just fine.”
Click click click click click click. Click. Click. Click.
Click click click click clickclick-
Tommy closed the magazine and squeezed his eyes shut. “For the love of God, Evan, please stop.”
“Ha! So it does bother you!” Buck exclaimed, pointing the pen to Tommy with a triumphant look on his face.
“Does the endless pen clicking bother me? Yeah, maybe a little.”
Buck shook his head, relaxing further into the couch. “Finally.”
“Finally what?”
“I finally found something that makes Mr. Cool lose his cool.”
Tommy huffed out a laugh. “I did not lose my cool, thank you very much.”
“You looked like a pressure cooker that was about to explode.”
“So you were doing all of that just to annoy me?” Tommy asked, a playful glare on his face.
“After about the third click, yes.”
“And if I didn't stop you, you were what? Gonna click the entirety of We Will Rock You?”
Buck tilted his head, looking more impressed than anything now. “Y- You knew the song?”
“Of course I knew the song. Who wouldn't know that song?”
“I just didn't realize I was so talented. I could quit my job, begin a professional career as a click artist.”
Tommy opened his magazine back up, crossing one leg over the other. “I'd stick with firefighting if I were you.”
They were just settling back into a peaceful silence when:
Click click.
“Okay.” Tommy reached across the couch and pulled the pen out of Buck's hand before getting up and heading for the trash.
“Wait! No!” Buck exclaimed. “I just had to finish the line in the song. I was done.”
Tommy raised the lid to the garbage can and dropped the pen in it. “You can get another pen out of the drawer beside you. One with a cap,” he added quickly, “not a clicker.”
“You're no fun,” Buck teased, opening the drawer and grabbing another pen. “Oh, I see some clickers in here, Babe. I could do a rendition of Come Sail Away for you!”
Tommy walked back over to Buck, standing right in front of him on the couch. “I love you, Evan, but if you so much as touch another click pen I will leave.”
Buck snorted out a laugh, staring up at his boyfriend. “This is your house, Tommy!”
“I'll sign it over to you.”
Buck reached up and tugged on Tommy's shirt until he was hovering over him, one hand on the armrest and the other on the back of the couch. “Has anyone ever told you you're dramatic?” Buck asked, pulling Tommy in for a kiss.
“My drama teacher, third grade,” he replied with a nod. “Mrs. Collier.”
Buck gave Tommy one more kiss before letting him go. “I'll have to send her a note, tell her she was right.”
“Well, she was about seventy when I was in her class,” Tommy informed him, sitting back down in his seat, “so you'll have to search her address on Find a Grave.”
He resumed his magazine reading as Buck got back into his crossword...
Until about two minutes later, when Buck began drumming the new pen on his thigh. This time, he was seemingly completely unaware of what he was doing.
Tommy headed to bed early that night.
**********
The first time it happened, Buck was surprised, but he didn't say anything about it.
The second time, he laughed a bit, and when Tommy asked what was so funny he just shrugged and said he'd never seen anyone do that before.
The third time, he thought he might die.
“Did you, um, did you use a fork to scoop out the butter?” he asked, trying to sound as nonchalant as humanly possible.
Tommy breezed by, grabbing a drink out of the fridge on his way to the garage for a work out. “Yeah. Had toast this morning.” He gave Buck a pat on the ass before heading out the door.
Buck immediately pulled a knife out of a drawer and smoothed out the butter.
It shouldn't have been a big deal. Realistically, Buck knew that.
But there was something so jarring about opening a container of butter only to see that it was littered with stab wounds.
It felt wrong.
It felt like a crime.
The fourth time it happened, it was the day after he and Tommy had gotten into an argument. Nothing too serious, and they had made up by the time they went to bed.
But Tommy had made himself dinner that night and he'd decided on scrambled eggs.
Which meant he'd first put butter in the pan so the eggs wouldn't stick.
Buck didn't want to another fight right now, so he kept quiet and fixed the butter once again, then went about his day.
The fifth time it happened, Buck was ready to throw every fork in the house away. He could no longer remain silent on such a serious issue. It needed to be discussed, and it needed to be discussed now.
There was no better time, as Tommy was opening their mail at the dining room table while Buck started on dinner.
“Uh, Tommy?”
“Yeah, Babe?”
“We, um, I- I need to talk to you.”
Tommy looked up from the mail and over to where Buck stood in the kitchen. “Uh oh,” he said when he saw the look on Buck face. “You sound serious.”
“Yeah, I- it. It's the butter, Tommy. I- Most people use a knife when they're getting butter, but you're using a fork, and it makes the butter look all stabby and I've just been fixing it myself every time I see it, but I really don't understand why you can't use a knife, or even a spoon, ya know?” He was rambling, but once he started he couldn't seem to stop. “It looks so much better if you use a knife because then it keeps that smooth, buttery texture instead of looking like its been to war and-” he stopped when he noticed that Tommy was smiling at him. “What?” he asked.
“I knew you'd break eventually.”
“Wh- What do you mean?”
Tommy picked up a pen from the table, holding his arm out straight in front of him.
Click. Click. Click. Click. Click click.
When it hit him, Buck gasped, his eyes widening. “That was months ago!” he exclaimed. “We weren't even living together then!”
“And yet I've never forgotten,” Tommy replied, feeling a sense of vindication.
“You're diabolical.” He held the tub of butter out toward Tommy. “This could be considered a form of torture, you know?”
Tommy stood and walked over to Buck. “What would they call it? Butter-forking?” he asked, taking the tub from Buck and getting a knife from the drawer. He began smoothing the butter out himself, until it looked perfect on top. “Better?” he asked, showing Buck his work.
Buck turned his head to the side dramatically, staring out the kitchen window. “I don't know if we'll get past this.”
Tommy put the butter down, moving closer to Buck and placing his hands on his waist. “Could we try?” he asked. “I'd hate to tell the caterers we had to cancel the wedding on a count of me forking butter. Especially since it sounds shockingly close to doing something else with butter.”
Buck shuddered when he realized what Tommy meant. He looked up at him through his eyelashes. “Will you never destroy the sanctity of our butter with your fork ever again?”
“I will try my best,” Tommy promised. “As long as you continue to stay away from clickable pens.”
Buck sighed. “There goes the last chances of my career as a musical clicker,” he said with a pout, wrapping his arms around Tommy's shoulders.
“And there goes my career as a professional butter stabber,” Tommy replied, his hands tightening on Buck's waist as he got rid of his pout with a kiss.
#bucktommy#911#tommy kinard#evan buckley#these are two of my pet peeves#repetitive noises#and the fact my mother stabs our butter with a fork#she does it on purpose because she knows what it does to me#it's all in good fun dont worry i am not traumatized by butter stabbing#anyway lmao thats enough from me#hope you enjoyed!
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THE ART THE ART THE ATT THS ATGTXDYFOR OH MY GODDD THEYRE BEAUTIFUL THEYRE BEAUTIFUULLL- the tower???? Holy shit that design is amazing, the leaning and precariousness of it and how Cale is perched on that edge without a care is EXACTLY what we were describing!!!! He looks so wistful, and the wind blowing in his hair? Rstdjoogyuh I CANT it's so good- then the braid oohhhh the braid- we can agree that Raon On and Hong braided his hair right? And they played with him all through the city? It has to be- but his silhouette is drawn so beautifully I love it, he looks delicate like a flower raised in a greenhouse, and the red hair fits that feeling so well too. AND THEN ALBERU?? HOLY SHIT THAT IS AN ANIMAL, he is a Tiger and he's HUGEEE, look at those paws!!! And the wind(?) patting him? Tdtdinihieaefojnjv I love him, and then his dark elf form is amazing too he's got that scammer smile and the uniform, for his position that Cale gives him? Maybe? And the stripes on his face and hair from his tiger form I can't it's so amazing YOU are amazing.
Okay I'm calm, I'm calm.
Kim Rok Soo offering no excuse when he finally gets out and reaches Cale hurts so good. Cale has been waiting and waiting, alone and desperate, while Kim Rok Soo has been tearing and biting his way through hell to get back to him. Kim Rok Soo and Cale have been terribly worried about each other the entire time, and when they finally meet, they get a brief reprieve. Krs tells Cale the facts, Cale tells Krs about Brother's latest activity, and they don't mention how worried they were.
They don't ask, "are you okay?" Because they know already. They hadn't been okay- but now that they're together, it feels better. They don't ask because they both know they won't get a straightforward response, too. They know each other too well. Krs speaks little of the Tower, just that it appeared and, a few hours later, Krs found himself in a new world.
I think krs would be used to giving Cale a report on things that have happened. Cale, when he possesses krs's body, can't always rely on krs to fill him in on the latest events in the middle of a conversation.
Say, if krs met an old woman and got to know her, when Cale possesses his body later and meets her as well, he should be able to at least know her name, and how they came to meet each other.
So Krs draws up the faces of the people he got to know in the Tower, gives him a run down on their names and circumstances, and a few events that may come up in conversation.
Cale, on the other hand, hasn't been up to much. Sleeping most of the day, talking with Brother and then being alone again, and reading to pass the time. Cale managed to preserve part of his psyche by essentially being comatose while waiting for krs to let him in. His hair, luckily, prevents his body from deteriorating. Kind of like Vitality of the Heart. This will, ofc, end up being abused by Krs!Cale.
Ooh, the Soos meeting up before the apocalypse? I like that, especially bc it gives them the opportunity to get to know krs and his tendencies. I want Cale to admit to not being Krs, with Lee Soo Hyuk and Choi Jung Soo specifically, and getting their help in contacting krs in Cale's body. Three brains are better than one- maybe Lee Soo Hyuk comes up with the theory that krs is in Cale's body, now that Cale has completely taken over Krs's.
Choi Jung Soo knowing both krs and Cale and thinking that he's just a little weird, vs Lee Soo Hyuk and only knowing krs and being taken aback by the sudden personality switch. It would definitely help convince them that krs has become a different person.
Ooh, maybe the reason why Lee Soo Hyuk never got to meet Cale is the fact that he's so smart. Krs met him and realized that he would definitely realize that something is different the next time they meet. He discusses this with Cale, who agrees that it'd be best to not let Lee Soo Hyuk meet Cale. So Krs would kick Cale out of his body when they meet in order to keep Lee Soo Hyuk in the dark. Oh, then we could reason that Choi Jung Soo is the exception to this because he actually meets Cale first!
Since he meets Cale first and they can't erase that from his memory, and Cale is only sometimes in KRS's body and they can't control when they meet Choi Jung Soo, they simply allow CJS to have the misconception that krs is a little strange. It doesn't stop CJS from latching onto them both.
So when CJS and LSH meet Krs, they compile their knowledge of him together. CJS knows that Krs has a sort of alter ego, and LSH knows that something is intrinsically different about the person he knew. So they confront Krs and Cale decides to trust them. He tells them the bare minimum about his circumstances- and how he can't get in contact with krs. He also mentions that krs might be in danger. This gives the push that CJS and LSH need in order to help in contacting KRS- whether he's in Cale's body or somewhere else.
But I do think that, if they don't figure out that krs is a different person, that they'd be very concerned for him as you said. That's definitely the angst route where everyone starts to pamper this poor young man that twisted himself in order to survive, and hangs out around ledges with drops that could injure/kill him. Although, well, everyone's a little broken now so who can always spare the effort for him- it lets Cale!krs get away with acting 'crazy' bc all it gets him is pity.
Ooh a cintamani for his stubbornness? The holy sword could work too. It could be an item in a Tower that Cale!krs gets dragged into unwillingly, that allows him to communicate for short periods of time with krs!Cale, but it only works in Towers. This ends up dragging Cale!krs back into the towers and he ends up being a good leader, having had experience in working with bare minimum knowledge of a situation and working around issues with krs. Team work is natural to him.
Though he still avoids the towers as needed. They are towers after all.
The imagery of blood pouring over the tower is amazing. Choi Han would look at krs!Cale, with his apathetic eyes and frail body, followed by the cascading red hair, and can't decide which one is more bewitching. Then Cale loops his hair over the pulley and steps off the platform. Choi Han panics and runs up hurriedly when Cale's descent grows out of control and he catches him- which could have been an emotionally stirring moment if it weren't for the pile of red hair that covers the two of them immediately.
A lovely first meeting!
Rapunzel AU!
Cale has been inside of the tower for his entire life. His hair is long, much longer than his brother's. His brother doesn't have a name. Cale knows they're brothers though- because they both have red hair, even if Brother has short hair and Cale does not.
Ever since Cale was 12, he'd been dreaming of a different world. He went to sleep and woke up as someone named Kim Roksu. This Kim Roksu was not in a similar situation as he was- Kim Roksu wandered the streets and ate food from the floor and hid in the small cabinet in his uncle's house. Kim Roksu was weak and strong.
Kim Roksu is a friend to Cale. When Cale wants to see the outside, he sleeps, and he dreams.
Kim Roksu figured out how to communicate with Cale after several years of simple body swapping.
Somehow, they are similar! They both agree that being trash is the best. Kim Roksu because it's easier being a bad person than a good person, and Cale because Brother won't let him be trashy and he wishes he could throw a fit without Brother punishing him.
"Your brother keeps you in a tower?" Roksu asks when he learns.
"Yeah. Is that weird?"
"Well, I don't know anyone who stays in a tower." Cale kicks a rock on the sidewalk with his barefoot, sending it skidding across the dirt road. "Ow, my toe." Roksu complains blandly.
Sharing a body, they also share the same sensations.
"You barely felt that and you know it."
"Shut up."
"You shut up." Cale retorts. He wants to say more, but he swallows those words and tucks them into his chest.
'The bruise over your eye hurts more but you don't complain about that.'
He bites his lip and looks down.
"Do you think," he asks quietly, "if I asked Brother to let me out, he would?"
Roksu, disembodied and floating over his body, frowns. "You haven't asked before?"
Cale smiles bitterly in Roksu's body. "... I did, once." After, Brother said he was going to be leaving for two weeks, and told Cale to ration his food well. Cale knew better than to think it was a coincidence. He didn't have Roksu yet. It was very lonely for a long time.
Roksu doesn't say anything.
"If," his voice trembles, "If I got out. If I left..."
"Cale." Roksu stops him. Cale winces, expecting to be reprimanded.
"You are trash. Trash does whatever they want, no matter what anyone says. If you want to leave, then leave." Roksu's translucent body floats over to stand in front of Cale. Sternly, he says, "Don't worry about useless things. Worry about making a plan and executing it."
Then, abruptly, Roksu turns and ignores him. Cale laughs and folds in half, a childish grin splitting his malnourished cheeks. How can someone be so blunt but so shy? Kim Roksu frowns, but it looks like a pout. Cale rubs away a tear and looks up at the back of his friend. No, the person who sometimes feels more like a brother to him than his real brother.
"And will you help me?"
Roksu rolls his eyes. "Don't ask something so obvious."
Cale smiles and looks down. "Right. Obvious, isn't it?"
Something like receiving help wasn't obvious to either of them. Yet, when it came to the two of them together, it was the most obvious thing in the world. It wasn't obvious with Brother, who he shared blood with. But Kim Roksu, who was abused and beaten down at every turn, chose to welcome a wandering soul into his body and share everything with him.
'You're the one who shouldn't want to be here,' Kim Roksu said when they first started talking and Cale asked why he didn't try to force Cale out. 'When you're in control, I can relax. Why would I want you to leave? That's so difficult.'
They learned that Kim Roksu really could force Cale out when his uncle kicked Cale, sending Kim Roksu's body sprawling onto the floor, then stomped on his arm so hard they heard a clear snap. For Cale it only hurt for a short moment. Roksu threw him out so fast you could imagine that he had practiced beforehand.
Every day and night, Cale slept to try and enter Roksu's body, check on him, share the pain, but Roksu kicked him out every time. It wasn't until four weeks later that Roksu let Cale back in.
Even that much pain was a lot for being four weeks after the incident, but while Cale was struggling to keep his cool, Roksu floated around him and spoke as if nothing was wrong. When Cale started sweating a few hours later Roksu kicked him out again.
'Don't be stubborn,' he said when Cale returned the next night. 'Just say that it hurts. If you still want to stay after you admit that it hurts then I won't kick you out.'
It was a very Kim Roksu thing to do.
"Brother," Cale asks one day at 15, impatiently brushing his hair. He gets scolded lightly, and Brother takes the brush from him. "I read in a book about something called a phone. Do you have one?"
Brother gives him a blank look. Then, as if it had been a lie, his expression changes into something kind and gentle. "Fone? Can you show me the book?"
Cale and Brother roughly root around in every book for anything like the so-called 'Fone,' coming up short.
"Maybe it was a dream," Cale excuses it like that, rubbing his neck. Brother looks at him, worried.
"It must have been. Get some rest, Cale." A kiss to the top of Cale's head, Brother hugs him and promises to bring him more paint. "I'll be gone for a few days this time. Do you want something?"
"Ah," Cale smiles, pressing his face into his Brothers neck to hide his face. "Could you bring me -------?" Brother freezes.
"... you-"
"I learned it from the books! This time I really did, Brother. Please?"
Slowly, Brother releases the tension in his body. "... If that's what you want. But you have to close the window if you're going to mess around with alcohol."
"Yes!" Cale jumps with joy. Then he suddenly runs to a bookshelf, changing the topic by talking about a book Brother brought to him last time. "-and I'd like to know if the sequel is out yet."
"I'll do that." Brother smiles. "You've been asking for more things recently, Cale." Brother settles a hand on his head, stroking his hair.
"It's because of my reliable older brother!" He grabs onto that hand, keeping it there, resembling a naive little brother who only has his role model in his eyes.
He sends his brother down the tower using his hair, and watches that spot of red disappear in the distance.
His face drops.
"... Bastard."
Cale turns on his foot. It's time to see Roksu.
#ohhh it makes me want to write their first meeting#I think I'll do that tomorrow#I'm tired again so I'm going to sleep for the night but!!! I love your art!!!!!!!!! usbibrohievosjti artists are so amazing but you're#and artist AND a writer- that's as cool as it gets I don't think there's anything better than that#btw#your art style is amazing and I love it#we could go either way with LSH and CJS figuring out or not figuring out Cale and krs's switch#depends if we think Cale!krs would admit this sort of thing to them#I mean even in the novel itself like. no one normal jumps to 'body possession' when Cale suddenly becomes different#so theoretically we could hide it from them for a long time#but I'm weak to CJS and LSH so... I wouldn't want them to feel bad abt not realizing...#okay goodnight!
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Fang AU DTIYS: Compromise
What's this? Me showing up late with a project that was meant to be short but then got way out of hand and became huge...couldn't be me. This is my submission for the wonderful @trilobitepunch DTIYS. I can't draw beyond stick figures, but trilo is a wonderful artist who deserves to be celebrated, so I decided to write something instead. For full context, I highly recommend checking out the full Fang AU tab on Trilo's page. Having said that, congratulations on your milestone trilobug, lets do this!
"Uh...Raphel?"
"Hey CJ," Raph grunted, reveling in the burn of well worked muscles as he pressed the barbell up and away from his chest. Even with the events and marks of the invasion fading further into the past with each day, he didn't think he'd ever again take for granted the ability to control how he moved his body. Whether through the familiar burn of pushing his limits like a boss or fiddling with the puzzles that he'd been assured would help him regain better depth perception in his damaged eye, all of it was beautiful. All of it was...
"It's Raph, remember? Or Raphie. You're pretty much part of the family now kid and pops the only one who regularly bothers with the ael part."
"Oh! Right, sorry Raphae...Raph..."
"Eh, don't sweat it," Raph rumbled, heart squeezing fondly as he set the barbell on its stand and sat up to give the now rather awkward human his full attention. "Didja need somethin?"
"I was just wondering if you'd seen S-Leo around," Casey Jr asked, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.
Their future boy was doing a decent job at settling in and moving with the chaos that made up the Hamato family line, likely a benefit from having been raised by alternate and older versions of them. But that familiarity was a doubled edge sword, and ingrained honorifics like "Sensei" and "Master" were slow to fade from the kid’s vocabulary. That went for personal titles too. Raph still had to bite back the urge to laugh when he remembered the fish-eyed stare Donnie had given the first time CJ had slipped up and called him "Uncle Tello". Somethings were just too priceless, and April had been happy to print him a copy from the security stills. While that version of Raph hadn’t been around to raise Casey Jr, the habit of calling him by his full name was one this version of himself was determined to break.
"Raph hasn't seen him," Raph replied, leaning forward to snag his work out towel from its usual spot next to the dumbbell rack. "Have you checked his room."
“Mhm. I also checked the kitchen, the arcade, and the comic nook. There’s no sign of him.”
"Huh. Maybe he's on his skateboard?" Raph pondered as he wiped the towel across his face and neck.
As a family of awesome, world-saving, kick-butt ninjas, it wasn't odd for them to disappear from time to time. No matter how close they were, sometimes space was needed. Mikey would bake, Raph would organize his plushies, Leo would read comics. Donnie had made an art of disappearing from chaotic or boring situations, starting from when they were kids. The soft shell often needed periods of quietly productive tinkering before he could fully join in on the rough and tumble fun preferred by his harder shelled siblings.
What pushed it into the territory of weird, borderline concerning, however, was the lack of heads up. While they currently didn't need permission to leave the lair, the events of the invasion, and more recently the disaster with the GDF lab, had been weighing on all of them. There was a tension in the lair, a near tangible need to see each other, to be close enough to reach out and touch to confirm that, despite everything, they were all still alive. Mikey was alternated between fine and stage five clingy, constantly draped over Raph’s shell, slinging arm around April, or leaning into Casey Jr as he taught the young man how to cook. The twins had been all but glued at hip throughout their recovery. For Raph, it was a constant effort to not give in to paranoia every time he woke up from dreams of pink slime and pleaded apologies, a herculean effort of will to not lunge forward, ninpo ready, whenever one of the twins turned to fast. Heck, even Barry had all but moved in for a while, choosing to engage in his and Splinter’s endless bickering rather than be separated. It had taken a full month before he was fully confident that the serum was working as intended, and another month and a half before the Yokai had been even semi comfortable returning to his apartment.
When they had had to leave, it had never been without a thousand heads up and an iron clad enforcement of the buddy system. So, for Leo to apparently just disappear...
"Have you asked-?"
They both jumped as the front door to their home slammed open, and a loud, irate voice filled the air.
"Alright, where is he?!"
"April?"
Sure enough, the petite form of their adopted older sister was stalking towards them, drenched to the bone and nearly steaming with irritation.
"Whoa, what happened to you Comma...Apirl?" Casey asked, raising his hands and backing up toward Raphs greater bulk as the pissed off eighteen-year-old girl came into swinging range. CJ was a smart kid.
"Donnie was supposed to meet me at the park this afternoon to run some code tests on our tracking system," April growled, wet shoes slapping the concrete as she stomped over to stand by them, water rolling from clothes and hair alike to form a small puddle. "I figured the fresh air, and space would do him some good. And I told him to be on time, cause the weather app said it was supposed to rain at three."
"Wait... are you saying Donnie never showed up?" Casey Jr asked, trepidation clear in his tone as April tried to fruitlessly squeeze the moisture from her hair.
"Uh huh. I'm not trying to turn "soggy" into the next street style," April affirmed, sarcasm thick as she peeled off her sodden backpack and jacket. "Oh, when I get my hands on that boy! I know he's been in hermit mode the last few days, but not even a heads-up text?! He better build me a new laptop if this one kicks the can! I... wait... what's with the look’s boys?"
"You haven't heard from Donnie at all?" Raph pressed, something in his gut sinking as he and Casey Jr looked first at one another, then at April. "No texts, or calls? What about social media posts? Has he made any ta day?"
"No... now that I think about it... it's been kind of quiet on that front too," April replied slowly, her previous scowl rapidly shifting to a concerned frown as she looked at them. "What's going on?"
"I can't find Leo," Casey Jr sighed, one hand running nervously through his hair. "I didn't want to freak everyone out by sounding a code red if he was just chilling somewhere... but if he's missing, and now Donnie's gone radio silent..."
"Crap," April muttered, eyes widening in realization.
"I'll send out the code," Casey Jr said, the kids face and body language shifting into what they'd all come to call his "super soldier" mode. "Raph, find Mikey and send him to the Hidden City. We can't risk them revealing themselves by targeting unsuspecting Yokai. I'll head to Tío's and get him to shut down the portal there. Have Splinter call Draxum, then start sweeping the sewers in-"
"Whoa! Slow down now," April cut in, quickly stepping forward to lay a restraining hand on both boys’ arms. "Let's not overreact yet."
"We've lost the twins April, this ain't an overreaction!" Raph rumbled, hands clenching as anxiety for his brothers burned hot and acidic in his veins. "They'll have a head start, and if they've gone rouge..."
"If they'd gone rouge, we would have heard about it by now," April countered, her touch sympathetic as she squeezed his bicep reassuringly. "It would have been all over the web if two rampaging mutants were murdering people downtown, and Hueso is on high alert for anything that might resemble the virus in the Hidden City. Since we haven't heard either, that means they are probably still safe for now. And if they are having a tough time, the last thing we should do is spook them by overreacting, hear me? "
"Yeah, I hear ya," Raph breathed as Casey jr simultaneously deflated with a muttered "yes ma’am".
"Cool," April confirmed with a nod, huffing as a bedraggled clump of curls flopped across her forehead. "Alright, here's the new plan. I'm going to hunt down a towel and my spare set of clothes. You two are going to calmly find Mikey and Splinter, fill them in, and meet me in Donnie's lab. It looks like we're going to test the new tracking system after all."
"On it, Commander!" Casey Jr replied sharply, snapping into a full on salute before taking off towards the kitchen.
"...Dang," April muttered after a few seconds of shocked silence, "He hasn't done that in over a month..."
"Kids stressed. Not gonna lie, Raph gets the feeling."
"I know big guy," April replied, stepping in to hug him as best she could. "Go get Splints, and then we'll find those dumb-dumbs and give them what for."
"Yeah, Thanks April," Raph replied, arms lifting her in an quick bear hug before moving to find their father. Pizza supreme, they were lucky to have a big sister like April.
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"So, how does this new system work again? I mean, Donnie said he already had trackers on all of us, so why did he make a new one?" Mikey asked from his spot perched atop Raph’s shell as they all huddled around Donnie's computer, watching Aprils' fingers fly across the keys.
"Think of it less as a new system and more of a super charged expansion pack," April replied as her right thumb spammed the space bar. "Donnie wanted a better way to not just track but get ahead of his and Leo's flair ups. Their new chips are, in theory, supposed to transmit bioinformation like cardiovascular rate, respiratory rate, and core temperature. He wanted to include brain waves and neurological patterns, but we agreed to hold off on brain stuff until the base enhancements are out of beta."
"I don't care if they make it all the way through omega. Absolutely no "brain stuff"". Splinter cut in sharply, tail lashing back and forth in an agitated way that had Raph instinctively scooting them back and out of said appendages strike range.
"MmmhmyeahtotalyANYWAY," April quickly agreed, though Mikey watched as a swift click of the mouse swooped several files into a file labeled "Unfolding Genius".
"Point in being is that with this, I can both track the twins and monitor their bio signs for indicators that something has triggered them into a hunt. I had it set up for the trials we were going to run today, but as soon as I disengage that protocol, we'll be able to find both in no time."
"What were you testing today?" Mikey asked, leaning forward to watch as wave after wave of purple binary code rolled across the screen.
"Just some technical stuff, attunement to baselines. Nothing very interesting," April replied nonchalantly.
"Uh, how were you going to get a baseline without-" Casey jr started to ask skeptically, only for the computer to cut in with an obnoxiously loud sound of triumph.
"We got our boys!" April cheered.
"Where are they? Are they hurt? " Raph asked, nearly knocking Mikey from his perch as when the big guy lunged in towards the screen.
"It says they're at... the old lair?"
"Donatello said the area was unstable. Why would they go there?" Splinter asked.
"Who cares? We gotta go get 'em before they move," Raph replied, and Mikey quickly adjusted his grip as the gentle giant lumbered to his feet.
"I don't have access to the full biometric spectrum yet, but their heart rates suggest they are calm and stationary for now. Mikey, are you getting anything on the mystic end of things?" April asked, wheels screeching against the labs concrete floor as she pushed away from the desk and reached for her bat.
"Not really?" Mikey hedged, lips puckering as he turned his attention inward to poke at their collectively connected ninpo. Their family tapestry was whole once move, thank pizza, blue and purple once more interlocked with red, orange, green, silver-gray, and aquamarine. Yet...
"They're still here, but they're...looser than they should be. Duller. Like they're missing some of their pizazz."
"Then let’s go pizazz things up!" Raph barked, making warmth bloom in Mikey's bones as the big guy turned and stalked out of the lab. Though his biggest brother still had moments where he defaulted back to treating Mikey like a baby, Raph always took his opinion on mystic things seriously.
"Dad, you and April and Casey Jr stay-"
"Hey now!"
"I can help!"
"You guys stay here and prep the lair and the med bay," Raph pushed on, deep voice rumbling across the protests. "They may not need it, but it can't hurt to be prepared."
"We'll call you once we've got them," Mikey promised, tossing his remaining a family his warmest smile as he and Raph headed for the door.
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The path to the old lair was painfully familiar, walls and tunnels covered with Mikey's once flawlessly colorful art, now shot with deep cracks and cavernous crevices that still stood as silent testament to the Shredders ferocity. Seeing it, even years later, made something deep in Raph’s heart burn with the urge to either cry or hit something.
They didn't come back here often. The four of them had never discussed it out loud, but the consensus hung like a shroud, a silent accord they'd all secretly signed in their hearts the day they'd scavenged the last of their possessions from the rubble. This place, even for all the happy memories they'd shared with it, was where they had both gained and lost their grandmother. Where home had been forever marred by devastation too painful to be near. The old subway station had been unfamiliar, rough and raw with new potential, but it was their future and all four had leaned into gathering, shaping, and modifying it with every conceivable comfort and curiosity to make that future their new home.
So why would the twins have come here? Had something happened? Were the bio-what-zits wrong? Why hadn't they come to Raph for help? They had promised they'd would, in those family talks with Dr. Feelings (and a rougher session or two with Dr. Delicate Touch). Both Donnie and Leo had sworn to be honest, to tell them if the krangy parts of them were taking over again. Maybe they'd...
"-ph...aph...RAPHAEL!"
"Gah!"
Raph nearly jumped a foot into the air as his baby brother’s shout was accompanied by dexterous fingers prodding at a soft, ticklish spot at the juncture of his neck and shell.
"Aaaaaye! Mikey, what the shell was that for?!" he hissed, jaw flexing as he twisted his head to glare at his passenger.
""I've been calling your name for like the last five minutes!" Mikey scowled in reply, dark eyes returning the heat as they scanned his face. "You missed the turn off for the side door.”
"Oh...Raphs bad," he mumbled, turning away to pretend to look around and "reorient" himself before turning to head back the way they'd come. It was a stupid thing to do. Even half blown to smithereens he still knew these tunnels like the back of his hand, and so did Mikey.
"Soooooooooo...want to talk about it?"
"What "it"?"
"The "it" that's turning your Raph chasm into a Raph crater," Mikey pressed, leaning in closer. "You aren't subtle Raphie. Come on, spit it out."
"Nuthin. I'm jus worried bout the twins," Raph replied, grimacing at how weak and defensive the excuse sounded.
"They haven't moved at all in the last fifteen minutes. Aprils been sending me updates every few minutes to confirm it," Mikey pushed. "What else is rolling around in there?"
"Raph...doesn't like that they went off on their own. I mean, doesn't that bother you too? After all those talks and lectures. After that near miss with April! They oughta know better than to just up and disappear on us!"
"I mean, yeah, you're not wrong. They should have told us they were going out...But they probably wanted their own space, and none of us have been really good at giving them that as of late."
"It's for their own good! They know that! They agreed to it!" Raph growled, agitation growing in his gut as he turned left and stomped down another cross tunnel.
"That's probably why it's taken them this long to pull a Houdini. They've put up with a lot. Draxums checkups, restricted surface time... heck Raphie, we're like, super-limited-edition-mint-condition-lucky that they just went to the old lair instead of the other side of the city."
"So, what do you want us to do Mikey? Cut'em loose in the Hidden City and hope to pizza supreme that they don't lose their cool and maim a whole bunch of Yokai?! Let'em go out with a "have fun, try not to kill any humans on the way home?!"
"I want my family back to normal Raph! I want to be their brother again, not their jailer!"
"And you think I don't?!"
"I think you-"
The happy jingle of Aprils ring tone cut through their budding argument, bouncing and rebounding off the concrete and rebar. Raph turned his head away as Mikey fumbled for his phone, the muscles in his jaw rhythmically clenching as he chewed over what to do or say next.
Deep down, he knew Mikey had a point. The twins couldn't spend their lives locked up at home. And if he was honest, neither could he. As close as their family was, and as reassuring as it was to have them near, the frustration of being continuously chained to one another was a steadily rising tide under the surface of forced calm. Donnie wanted to go out to the junkyard. Leo wanted to bother Hueso. Raph...Raph really missed hanging out with Casey, the nights were the two of them would meet up to spar and end up gushing for hours about the latest wrestling match and which moves they wanted to try out for themselves. The decision to limit both the information about what happened to a few and limit the family's contact with outsiders who weren't Casey Jr or April had made a lot of sense months ago, but...
"Alright, yeah. We're almost there. Tell Barry to hold off for now, we'll call if we need a portal," Mikey said, pulling Raph’s attention away from his thoughts and back to the dimly lit reality of the tunnel. "Uh huh...yep...I'll text you the level once we get to them, promise. Gotta go Apes. Love."
"Everything good?" Raph asked as Mikey ended the call.
"Yeah. She said she did some techno-thingamagiggy with the trackers and got a better signal. Both icons are in Donnie's old room."
"Oh..."
"Dad also called Barry but told him to stay on standby. And Barry agreed, so we have backup!"
"Cool big man..."
"And...um...I'm sorry-"
"Raphs sorry-"
They blinked at each other for a moment, before bursting out in soft peals of laughter that bounced down the path, warming the space around them.
"J-jinx!" Mikey wheezed, "you owe me garlic knots!"
"Yeah, yeah. I'll tell Hueso ta add'em next time we go...An we'll go soon."
"Soon?"
"Mhm. You're right big guy. We can't live locked up forever, and Raph's sorry for bein a jerk about it."
"You're not a jerk Raphie. You've been doing a lot to keep us safe. I'm sorry if I made it seem like I don't appreciate that."
"Already forgiven. Now, let’s go get our bozos back."
The original entrance to their old home had remained staunchly buried under tons of rubble, but the side entrance that had once served as the garage was still blessedly accessible to Raph's bulk. Water dripped from the ceiling, a softly rolling symphony of drip, plip, plop that beckoned them further in. It was not hard to find and follow evidence of the twin’s passage. Footprints, two sets, disturbed the thick layer of dust on the ground, and pieces of rubble had clearly been moved to widen the path.
Their bedrooms had suffered various degrees of damage from both the fire and falling rubble, and while his lab had been utterly destroyed, Donnie's bedroom had somehow maintained the most structural integrity. The hollow maw of the open door loomed as they approached, what little metal Donnie hadn't stripped when they moved ragged and rusting, hanging like broken teeth that warned against casual approach. Raph felt Mikey shrink back into his shell slightly as he crouched to peer past the door jam.
The twins were scrunched against the far wall, curled around one another on whatever was left of Donatello's bed. Donnie lay with his head in Leo's lap, long legs tucked to his chest. His goggles sat askew on his head, knocked off center by the hands were loosely pressed over his tympanum. Leo sat slumped against the wall; body curved protectively around his other half. The wicked claws of one hand drummed random patterns across the purple titanium of the battle shell Donnie wore while the other hand toyed with the tails of his mask. Soft hisses and churrs filled the air around them, words replaced by more instinctual vocalizations broken every now and then by a higher whistle or a deeper hum. Neither looked up at or acknowledge Raph and Mikey's intrusion.
Raph opened his mouth to call his brothers, but a quick tap on the shoulder redirected his attention to the other brother sitting on his shoulder, and the phone screen that was promptly pushed towards his face.
"They feel weird, lik thy rn't all there. Don't want to startle thm in here." Mikey had hastily written.
Raph quickly ducked back, tucking them against the outer wall before pulling out his own phone.
"R they full gone?"
"No, just loose. Think they're slippin in an out of it mentally."
"Any ideas? Raphs open."
"Operation BF-Prime?”
"Wow. Pullin out the big guns. Raph likes."
";D"
Raph stifled the urge to chuckle as his thumbs flew across the screen of his phone.
"Alright. Text Apes and CJ the plan, then head back the way we came. We're luring them out to the Atrium."
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It was easier to breathe here in the dark. The dark protected them, far away from the smells and the sounds and the eyes that always watched, always saw. It concealed their weakness, hid away the urge to lunge and claw and...
tap, tap, tippity-tapity tiptiptiptip…
He hissed weakly as the tapping broke through the buzz of their thoughs, tightening his hands as though smothering the ability to hear could smother the thoughts that raced round and round and round inside his head, wobbling nauseously between he, me, they, we, him, us at what felt like breakneck speeds.
A reassuring purr rumbled from their...from Leo's throat in reply.
That was Leo. His twin. One of four brothers. He was Donatello. A genius. A scientist. He loved fashion and dancing and Atomic Lass, and Leo loved the dramatic twists in soap operas and winning and basketball. He had to remember that. Had to organize and amend and enforce it on the thrashing, howling thing in his skull that though in plurals and endlessly chased and craved connection... to be together...together…
Taptaptaptap-CRASH.
They were on their feet in an instant, claws unsheathed, and teeth bared as they warily looked around. The shadows had not changed, but new smells had entered the safe zone. Familiar, so familiar. Family.
Togetherbite...
Nono...no....nobite…
They hissed in displeasure as they stumbled from their den, disapproval and discord swirling in their heads as they followed the path, and the scents, towards the open space in the center.
Those who belonged together...togetherneeded...theyneeded...Bite? No. Nobite. Promised. Promisedwho? Significantpromise? Yes! Promised...
Something sprang from the shadows, arms the size of trees pinning their arms down before hauling them back and in, lifting their feet clear off the floor.
"Mikey now!"
They screamed as fire exploded in their synapsis, thrashing and snarling as bright marigold and blazing red crashed into that thing in their skull, slamming it down with a devastating suplex before binding it in smoldering gold chains. The colors peeled the thing back, pushing it down, down, down and out of their precious space. His space, his mind...
"Donnie!"
"Mikey?"
The orange flames did not burn this time, permitting only the gentlest heat as they flew back to joyfully whirl around him. His little brother, happiness and sunshine and power incarnate. Their family's true north, constant and sure. He reached for that light, hazy purple seeking relief and finding it offered with open arms. Filaments of marigold wove a gossamer net, pulling him in and up until his head broke the metaphorical surface.
"...be home in five. How they lookin?"
"I got through to Donnie, but he's kinda woozy. I'll work on getting through to Leo next!"
"I sure hope April is ready for us, because we are comin in hot!"
His body was hanging from something, limp legs swaying weakly as whatever held him moved forward in a run. His hands pawed mechanically at something firm and leathery, finding insufficient purchase against whatever held him still. To his right something akin to a lawnmower dying could be heard, high pitched keens sliding down to incoherent rumbles that might, if one were to be extraordinarily generous with the definition, be classified as words.
"Got him! Lee, can you understand me? Blink once for yes, and twice for no!"
Leo...
"GerOooooofffff," Leo moaned, voice guttural as it warbled on the edge of a growl.
His blue-clad brother was tucked under Raphs other arm, hands weakly plucking and scratching at their older brother's forearm in much the same way he had. Slitted pupils glared at their brethren, their...his fangs on full display, a silent warning, and ultimately a hollow one.
Donnie could see it in the light that gleamed from behind those predators’ eyes, feel it distantly echoing from that thing in his skull that was still pinned down by red and orange energies. Leo was awake and rapidly regaining control over their-his, for the love of shell, his-mental faculties. He wouldn't be a threat to the family. If only Donnie could feel so confident of his own self-control. The world still felt...watery for lack of a better word, like it was contained in the cup Mikey used to clean his brushes. Colors and lights bled, melting down in big looping swirls as his mind fought to preserve the tentatively won separation of turtle and monster. The thing wailed, tugging desperately at the barren threads of his thoughts and powers, trying to pull him back in and down. It needed him. It was him. It was...lonely? Scared? Angry? Confused?
"Almost there Lee," Mikey's assurance pulled his attention back, the familiar sight and scents of their new home drifting into view. "Don't worry, Aprils got operation BF-prime ready to roll, so we'll have you feeling better in no time!"
Operation BF Prime... he knew what that was. He helped design it. With April. It had been his way to apologize, as funny enough, Hallmark didn't make a "sorry my freaky genetic makeup and unpredictable virus-based mutations made me hunt you down and almost kill you" card. So instead, he'd spent hours with her, first on the phone and then in person, coming up with safety procedures that covered the serious, the strange, and even some that were downright whacky. They had talked about what happened, and eventually even laughed. She'd promised that they'd fix things to...toge...
"Special delivery!" Raph called, charging through the front door without slowing down.
"Main area. April’s getting the last piece."
Casey Jr's scent hit his nose hard, and a strangled hiss slipped through his teeth before he could stop it.
"Easy Dee. Hold your breath for a minute."
He did as he was told, desperately squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to force himself to think about the code. BF-Prime. BF-Prime. Prime. Part of the Alpha series. Top protocol, used for their "bad days" as April put it. B, not A. Not something they'd need Draxum for.
BF stood for...
He squawked as Raph’s arm suddenly disappeared. Limb’s flailing, he dropped into a nest of...pillows? Yes. Feathery soft, well-worn pillows and felty blankets that smelled of the family's detergent.
Oh right... BF stood for blanket fort.
He churred as instinct had him burrowing down, swiftly burying himself in the ocean of softness as Leo hit the pile with an undignified yelp. Gentle fingers tugged off his goggles, smoothing down the creases in his mask before slipping his noise canceling headphones into place. Something big, heavy, and luxuriously silky covered them both, trapping Leo against his back as divinely weighted warmth infused his tight-strung muscles.
Voices, blessedly muted by the protective cone of his headphones, rumbled overhead. Like the burble of water through the pipes, there but easy to ignore. Less easy to ignore were the fingers that worked their way beneath the blankets and pillows to pry at the safety latches on his battle shell. He growled, mouth opening to snap at the intruder only to be met with something cold and semi-hard being pressed between his teeth. He instinctively bit down, and his mouth was quickly flooded by the refreshingly bland taste of cucumber.
"I know, I know," someone soothed, silky fur tickling the edge of his jaw as that someone adjusted the layers around him. "Bear with us Purple, you and Blue will be more comfortable if they take it off now."
He whined, fangs shredding pleasantly through the cucumber as the latches at his shoulders and hips flipped open. He dipped his head to chase that familiar touch as the weight of his armor was taken away, leaving the softest parts of him open and vulnerable.
"It’s alright, my clever purple. You can rest now; your papa is here."
Weight settled in around him, above and below, side to side, careful not to crowd, but close enough that he could feel their warmth. Leo shifted, rotating until he was laying fully across Donnie’s back, a reassuring pressure protecting his soft shell.
He sighed as cheerful tangerine tugged at the edges of his consciousness, wearily relinquishing his hold on wakefulness as he turned inward, following his little brother’s lead. The supernova that was his family's collective ninpo burst into life, rippling bands of color rich enough to put the aurora borealis to shame eagerly reaching out to draw him closer. Silver-gray, summer green, and vibrant aquamarine joined red and orange in holding back the thing, quieting its incessant howling until it was barely a whisper. He sagged in exhausted relief, swiftly followed by washed out blue as their family bundled them up and held them close.
"You dumb-dumbs," Red buzzed, worry and affection pulling them into its protection. "You scared the shell outa us."
"Sorry Raphie," Leo's blue slurred, sticking close to Donnie's purple even as Casey Jr's aquamarine stubbornly wedged himself in on his other side. "Didn't mean to."
"Why did you leave?" April asked, green sidling in, silently nudging him in gentle recognition when he buzzed in apology.
"Now is not the time for questions" Their father declared, silver-grey stretching to surround them all. "You boys need to rest and regain your balance, we'll talk when you wake up." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He wasn't sure how much time had passed before he woke, pulled from the loving tangle of his family’s network by his body's irritating biological needs. His mouth was dry and tasted of stale cucumber, eyelids itchy and gummy as he tried to blink sleep away from his eyes. His headphones had been knocked off at some point, leaving his tympanum free to begin picking out pieces from the low conversation flowing around him.
"So, who is going to..."
"Hueso said about an hour. Probably accounting for Leo time. So-"
"Dad's going-"
"-been down for a while. Should we wake them?"
"Donnie? Doooooonie. You awake?"
"No," he huffed, shoving his head further into the cradle of his arms when the voices cheered.
"Awake and talking! Good going Dee!"
"I am neither. It's a figment of your imagination."
"Uh huh. Come on big baby, sit up. I've got some flavorless juice here with your name on it."
Warm hands pulled at him, ignoring his grumbles of protest as he was propped upright. A straw slipped between his lips silenced him, but the intrusion swiftly forgiven when his preferred beverage washed the staleness from his tongue and throat.
"There you go. Feel better?"
"Mmmm," he hummed, hand rising to take the cup as he gave up pretense and blinked his eyes open.
He was propped against Raph's plastron at the center of a frankly massive blanket fort. What appeared to be every cushion, pillow, blanket and quilt that the family owned had been piled into the living room, couches and chairs rearranged to provide a stable framework. April knelt to his left, dressed in the spare clothes that she kept in his lab. She seemed to hear his silent question, giving him an exaggerated grimace before replying.
"SOMEONE forgot to meet me at the park, and I got soaked on the walk here."
"Sweet Marie Curie, that was today?!" he gasped, his stomach twisting unpleasantly when April nodded. "I am so sorry April."
"It's alright man. I'm guessing you've been kind of out of it lately."
"Eh, not much more than any other day," Leo chimed in sleepily, and a quick glance to his right found his twin propped up against Raph's legs, firmly sandwiched between Mikey and Casey Jr.
He tried to frown, but like the drowsy smile he got in reply, it lacked any of the real power it should have held. Not when he honestly felt like he could easily fall back asleep if he blinked for too long. His mind was so blessedly silent, the thing muted by the collective weight of his family ninpo, and he was only prevented from drifting by a finger softly poking his cheek.
"Nuh uh, eyes open D. You can go back to sleep after you've eaten something," Mikey nudged, unrepentant as he forced Donnie to open his eyes once more. "Dad is on his way to pick up our favorites from Run of the Mill now. You don't want to miss that!"
"And, while we wait, you two can finally tell us what in the world made you two think disappearing like that was a good idea," Raph groused.
"Oh, yeah...that," Leo replied, voice carefully light and nonchalant as Donnie cringed. "It was really all a big misunderstanding. Dee had an idea, and we wanted to test it out first before we brought it to you guys. Must have lost track of time."
"Leo, you two were basically at alpha level coherence. That's a bit more than "losing track of time"," Mikey countered, his face dressed in earnest concern that border lined on distress, and Donnie felt vindicated when even Leo flinched away from it. "We were really worried about you."
"I'm sorry Mikey. We didn't mean for it to end up like that, I promise," Leo repeated, pulling Mikey in closer for a one-armed hug.
"What were you trying to test?" Casey Jr asked.
"Something, something, big-brained nerd stuff?" Leo replied with a wave of his hand. The attempted deflection fell flat amongst the cushions as all other eyes turned to stare at Donnie.
"I... was testing to see if it were possible for me to "reprogram" the mutations caused by the lingering Krang influence," Donnie answered stiffly, ducking his head as the atmosphere within the fort went tight with tension.
"You what now?!"
"Donnie!"
"And you didn't think we needed to know that?!"
"That's impossible!"
"No, it’s not!" he snapped, neck muscles cramping as he jerked his chin up to glare at the last person to speak, Casey Jr. "Let us recall that I was the one temporarily bonded to the technodrome, and thus I have a far better understanding in regard to its functions than any of you! It was as technological as it was biological. It had functions and subroutines, and it processed information as data. Even if this thing isn't a full technodrome, it still processes information the same way and it is integrated with my ninpo. The same ninpo that lets me replicate any technology I can comprehend?! If I can study this thing, if I can understand its functions, then I should be able to use my ninpo to rewrite them!"
"If it were possible to rewrite krang matter, Uncle Tello would have-"
"That version of me didn't know what I know. I can do things he never even dreamed of."
"Ooookay, let's put that bit aside for now," April cut in quickly as Casey Jr's face darkened. "What were you specifically testing?"
"Nothing complicated," Donnie shrugged, trying his best to ignore the way Raphs unhappy objection vibrated through his leathery carapace. "I was trying to establish what kind of interface the thing requires to send and receive commands."
"And you couldn't have done that here?" Raph prodded.
"No," Donnie replied, shoulders rising as his tone unintentionally turned irritated and snappish.
"Why?" Mikey pressed.
"Because you are all-"
"-distracting," Leo cut in smoothly, one foot nudging Donnie's thigh under the blanket in a clear signal to shut up.
"Oh..."
"It's nothing personal Mikey," Leo soothed, "it's just with everything happening in the lair, it gets loud, and that makes it kind of hard for Donbon to concentrate."
Even after sixteen years, the ease with which Leo pulled together plausible explanations from strands of truth and slivers of fact astounded Donnie.
"That still doesn't explain why you didn't come to us with the idea first," Raph chided, tenacious as a dog with a bone. "Raph isn’t kidding when I say you scared the shell out of us. We nearly called Draxum to find you two!"
"Because you would have listened to us anyway."
The words were bitter on his tongue, and he dragged in another sip of flavorless juice in the awkward silence that followed.
"What do you mean? Of course we would have listened!" Casey Jr protested.
"No, you wouldn't," Donnie shook his head hard, sitting up as he curled his knees up to his chest. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the fingers on Leo's free hand begin to subtly flutter.
"Yes, we would have Dee," April rebutted. "We would have worked with you, just like you and I have been working on the new protocols."
"Any time the thing in my head comes up in conversation, you all shut us down!" Donnie snapped, fingers flexing and flicking as hot irritation filled his chest. "You ask a million questions about what it feels like, what triggers it, how Draxums’ medication does or doesn't affect it, but you don't ask me what I think about it, or what we want to do about it. You act like we'll go rabid if someone sneezes too loud! I can't even be in my own lab without someone watching me. If we'd told you my idea, you would have treated us like invalids, shut it down, and forbidden me to even try!"
"Donatello, that is not fair. We're just trying to-"
"Hang on," Mikey cut in, tone firm as he raised one scarred hand, "Donnie is asking to be heard here, so let's give him the floor and hear him out without interruptions. Go ahead D,"
"It's...I..." Donnie fumbled under the attention, fingers now frantically plucking at handfuls of the blanket as he strained to form some kind of coherent thought from the twisted mess inside of him.
This wasn't right. This wasn't how he wanted to approach things. He needed time to organize his preliminary data, and make a PowerPoint complete with charts and tables. Something visual, and respectable. Something that would make his family understand. Something to tame and order and hold back these gross emotions that stuck to his lungs like tar and gathered along his lashes like pine pitch, burning and stinging and making it hard to breathe or blink. He just wanted...
"We get you guys love us, and we get that you want to keep us safe, but we need you to back off," Leo spoke up, gracefully shifting attention to himself. Donnie shivered in relief, leaning over with silent gratitude when Leo stretched out to tangle their legs together.
"We need you to treat us like us," his twin continued, shoulders thrown back as a spark of leadership entered his eyes and voice, "like Donnie and Leo, not patient x. We need you to include us in the conversations, not hide them behind closed doors when you think we're not paying attention. You see it protecting us, but all it does is make us feel isomalated."
"Isolated," Donnie corrected, hiding a slight smile of affection in the crook of his elbow when Leo nudged him playfully with his ankle.
"What he said," Leo joked, flashing Donnie a smile and a wink before turning back to the others.
"Raph...didn't mean to make you guys feel like that," the giant of their family replied uncomfortably, one hand rubbing at the edge of the scar that stretched over his eye. "We just didn't want you to have to think about it."
"That ship sailed a while ago for both of us Raphie," Leo replied, a hint of sad frustration sneaking in between the syllables as he spoke. "You heard what Drax said, there is no fixing this, only managing it. This thing is with Donnie and me every second of every day. I wake up fighting the urge to bite something. I walk around the lair, and sometimes I have to stop to sort out which are things I'm seeing and feeling, and what things are from Dontron. Sometimes I dream about hunting and...and that's our lives now. We can't go back, and we can't ignore it. We have to figure out how to live with it on our terms."
"Is that why you went to our old place? So, you could face it on your "own terms"?" Mikey asked, his usual sunny face solum as Leo shrugged.
"Maybe a little," the red eared slider allowed, raising one hand palm down before tilting it side to side in a so-so gesture. "We also wanted to have some proof of concept before we got everyone's hopes up, and the lair being so crowded does make it hard to concentrate. We figured the old lair was isolated enough that no one would be in danger if we experimented with the thing, but close enough that we could be back before you guys noticed."
The blanket fort was silent for several minutes, and each second felt like it was drilling into Donnie's brain, winding his muscles into tense springs as he waited for his sibling’s judgement to fall. He could feel the same tension coiling inside Leo, and from the way his fingers were fluttering Donnie had little doubt that if his twin still had his katanas he would have already teleported out of the room.
It was their big sister who finally broke the silence.
"I'm sorry you guys."
"It's fine Apes,"
"No, it's not," she shook her head, one hand landing on Donnie's shoulder as she reached out to Leo with the other. "You guys shouldn't have to feel like you need to hide things from us in order to have a say, and you shouldn't feel ostracized in your own care either. We did that, and I'm sorry for my part in it."
A chorus of "Me too," "Our bad," and "I'm sorry guys", closely followed her statement.
"Aww, you saps," Leo teased, but the smile he gave as Mikey and Casey Jr pinned him a hug was his genuine smile, big and warm and a little crooked.
"We'll do better. Raph promises," Raphel added, and Donnie allowed himself to be swept into his big brother’s arms with only a minor theatrical groan.
"Yes, yes, acknowledgements and apologies given and received all around. Now please loosen your grip. I don't currently have the proper equipment to withstand a full force Raph hug."
"Yep, that's our Donnie! Sensitive as a soaked cat."
"I beg your considerable pardon! I-"
"-am gonna quit stalling and tell us the results of test you guys ran. Come on, I'm dying to know! " April redirected the conversation with teasing poke to his ribs.
"Sadly, the results were less than conclusive," Donnie reluctantly admitted, resuming his slumped posture against Raph’s plastron once he was released from the hug. "It does seem to have some form of OS, but one that doesn't respond to scripts like java, python, or R."
"Did you really think it would?"
"It was possible," Donnie shrugged, new energy sparking through his thoughts as excitement for his ideas blossomed. "It is part of me after all, so theoretically it could have altered itself to fit my cognitive process the same way it altered itself to my biology. And it has, only it hasn't altered to fit my way of thinking, but rather to fit my ninpo!"
"Wait, you think in code?" Mikey interrupted.
"Sometimes. It saves time."
"How does that even-"
"Shhhhhhhhhhhh, don't question the nerd logic," Leo counseled as he casually covered Mikey's mouth. "Just roll with it. It's way easier, trust me."
"Are the interruptions done?" Donnie sniffed primly, holding down a smirk by sheer will as his blue and orange dumb-dumbs nodded in tandem.
"Right, as I was saying, I was able to ascertain that the thing is adapted to receive signals from ninpo, which is likely why it can be effectively suppressed for short periods of time by our collective network. We are likely overloading its command center."
"Okay, it takes commands from ninpo. Can that help with you guys going all hissy and bitey on us?"
"Theoretically? The issue is that while it might be responsive to ninpo, there seems to be an additional code needed in order to deliver and process commands. Some combination I have yet to determine. It also seems that the thing is very sensitive regarding the specifics of the delivery method."
"I'll say," Leo chimed in, "that thing is more sensitive than a diva on a bad day."
"Something you'd know nuthin about, right Lee?" Raph teased, sending the whole fort into riotous laughter as Leo gasped with playfully theatrical afront.
"Hey now, don't come crying to me for secrets when you start getting dry scales and crow’s feet while my skin is still dewy soft and gorgeous!" Leo jabbed back, batting his eyes as their big brother roared with laughter.
"Okay, okay, focus guys!" April giggled, leaning over Donnie to swat at Leo's knee. "Finish telling the story."
"Not a whole lot left to tell," Leo shrugged, covertly glancing at Donnie as the others reigned in their mirth. Something pulsed between them, a bundle of wordless intent and questions that Donnie could not parse but understood all the same. The nod he gave was minuscule, barely a dip of his chin, but Leo seemed to read it all the same.
"The thing got all riled when Donnie tried to feed it his nerd script. I think it tried to eat us again, but I kept a grip on things while DonDon here played scientist. It worked pretty good for a while, but I guess it kind of crept up on us without us realizing and won out when you guys startled us. Which, on that note, good call going with the main room for the ambush."
"That was Raph! I was the one who initiated operation BF-Prime" Mikey chimed in, beaming when Leo playfully rubbed his knuckles across the top of Mikey's head.
"Whoa, the big brain over here is coming for my job!" Leo praised.
"So, you were able to keep control, even as Donnie was messing with the thing?" Casey Jr asked, a thoughtful look crossing his face as he looked between Leo and Donnie.
"It appears so," Donnie nodded, the tips of his fangs needling the skin of his lower lip as he searched for the correct descriptive words. "It was like...like being in an ocean. As long as Leo stayed at the surface, I could dive under and still find my way back up."
"If that’s true then...maybe we could use that as the basis for some new protocols."
"Oh?" Donnie replied warily, barely resisting the urge to pull away as the attention zeroed in on Casey Jr. "What kind of protocols did you have in mind?"
"One's that let us help you guys’ figure this out, on your terms," Casey Jr assured, shifting away from Leo slightly to better face the group. "We were wrong to shut you guys out, but we also can't risk what might happen to you guys if we don't proceed with some caution. So, as a compromise, what if we set up a new system, using parts of your old home as a central testing ground. If we outfit it with security features, then you and Leo could have a stable place to both get space from us and to test out your control of the thing. The security could link to your computer here, and one of us could monitor it and be prepared to respond if something goes sideways."
"If we get the new tracking system working, we could even be collecting other lines of data that could be used for comparison later!" April chimed in, excitement growing in her voice.
"And if something did go wrong, we could be there in no time!" Mikey added, nodding enthusiastically.
"Hmmmm...doesn't sound like a terrible idea," Leo slowly nodded, another indescribable pulse pressing against the back on Donnie's mind as he too slowly nodded.
"Indeed... though I have some thoughts. Like, how you would get in to assist us should we need it. Baring the side entrance, most of the old lair is too unstable to provide an additional access point."
"Simple, we'll portal in," Casey Jr replied.
"Wait...you mean I get my katanas back?!" Leo perked up.
"You both said you were able to stay anchored while Donnie poked the krang hound," Casey Jr nodded, fingers drumming back and forth across his knee as he spoke. "Your portals, in combination with the proposed alert system, should mean we'll be able to reach you in time to prevent the situation from devolving to alpha levels. What do you both think?"
"I could definitely handle the security measures so long as we keep it to portions of the atrium, and perhaps my prior abode," Donnie hummed, his mind already whirling through possible schematics and upgrades. "It would necessitate a trip to the junkyard."
"Okay. How about the day after tomorrow? Raph can help you carry back whatever ya need."
"Now that I have portal privileges back, we can drop supplies directly to the old lair and still have time to go to Hueso's!" Leo boasted, the joy from the return of his weapons turning the atmosphere of the fort tangibly sweet as they all continued to throw out ideas and suggestions for what Donnie quickly dubbed the "Theta" protocols. The conversation rolled on, slowly morphing from serious planning to outrageous boasts mixed with increasingly hairbrained proposals and double dares. The soft walls of the fort cocooned them in the warmth of and joy of their laughter, blocking out the world and its many problems for at least one night. Nothing, not even biology altering aliens, could pull them apart. "Heeeello?! Is anyone hungry or will I have to eat these pizzas by myself?"
Well, maybe not nothing.
"Pizza!"
Their fathers voice led to a stampede as the aromatic scent of cheesy, grease goodness filled the air. They all scrambled to find and exit, dirty tactics and old tricks liberally employed as each member of the family raced to be first in the kitchen.
"I call first go!"
"Keep your mitts off my meat lovers!"
"Hawaiian all the way baby!"
"It doesn't matter how many times you say it Nardo, pineapple on pizza is still an affront to decency!"
"Oh yeah? How about you decent deez-"
"Boy, do not even finish that sentence!"
Their father was waiting for them, already tucking into a slice as they all scrambled to grab their plates and divy up the spoils.
"Mmmmmmm is there anything better than the boneman's pies?" Leo moaned as he sank his teeth into a perfectly gooey slice.
"It's no hot soup, but I suppose it will do," Their pops teasingly grumbled, ears swiveling to lay flat as his words garnered rather loud protests.
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Summary of Cartoon Base's Q&A with Ron Corcillo
(Feb 10, 2024)
This is VERY long, so putting it under the cut!
Apocalyptic Future
We don't know how Donnie and Raph died specifically, but it was in combat against the Krang.
The turtles were leaders of the resistance and obviously went through some serious trauma. We don't really know how that affected them emotionally. It might be interesting to do a series that explored that timeline at some point.
Leo was the best ninja fighter. Once Raph and Donnie were gone, he was also the leader of the resistance. He also had a special affinity for Casey. He may have felt particularly responsible for Casey once his mother was gone.
Mikey probably could have communicated with Raph/Donnie/Splinter in the same way they could communicate with Karai, even though we didn't get the chance to see it.
The turtles wouldn't have had time for having their own kids or starting families. They were too busy fighting the krang, and the world was too dangerous for raising children.
They couldn't work out everyone's timelines in the bad future, but presumably, Big Mama's assistant would have joined the resistance, because what else could you do? She would have to have adopted her brothers as allies.
Mikey is definitely less cheerful and more wise, but he still ultimately has faith in the goodness of people and the world. Some things, you just can't change.
The turtles are in their early 40's, but the war has taken a toll.
Characters
Splinter spent a lot of time in the Hidden City, so he knows about more mystic things than we realize. He's developed those skills (i.e. using Leo's odachi to make a portal on the first try), but they've been dormant for a while.
Donnie can temporarily create items with his powers like the ones we see in the movie, but to make a tangible item that would last, he's have to build it physically the way he would with any of his tech.
Leo probably had the hardest time accepting Draxum, since he is the most skeptical. Mikey is the one who accepts Draxum the most easily. But they did have episodes planned where Leo and Draxum work together, so Leo would have gotten over it as well.
They had never worked out a name for the second turtle sister (the first possibly being named after Frida Kahlo), but would have chosen another female artist to name her after. Maybe Camille, after Camille Claudel.
The planned sisters would be roughly the same age as the turtles, so also teenagers. The only existing designs are what we saw on screen. They had never settled on colors for them.
CJ and present Leo is kind of a weird dynamic, when you think about it. Casey still couldn't help but see Leo as a father figure, but it must be a little different when you're roughly the same age.
Leo keeps whatever he wants in the little bags he has attached to his belt. Snacks, candy, fidget toys, body spray - this is Leo, after all.
Splinter had never celebrated the turtles birthdays in the past, because he was so depressed about his own mutation. But going forward, now that he's come to grips with who he really is, he would start to celebrate that day.
A meeting between Cassandra and Casey Junior would be incredibly heartfelt. Break out the tissues.
They thought about bringing Piebald back in Man vs. Sewer, but it didn't work out. She's definitely still out there in the sewers, so there would be plenty of opportunity for the turtles to interact with her again.
Following the movie, the most serious repercussions would be to Raph mentally. He would still be carrying some of that krang mentality. He might even occasionally pick up on thoughts of the krang. It would almost be like he had some form of ptsd.
A lot of Draxum's softening only comes from after his horrible experience of having his life force sucked away by the dark armor. He may have never seen the error of his ways without an experience like that. So, if the boys had never been taken by Splinter, he probably would have gone through with his plan to make them into weapons.
Splinter would have understood that Casey Jr became a soldier because he had to, and wouldn't have a problem with that. He would view Casey Jr as a nephew or grandson. They're all used to thinking of people as family even if they're not exactly related.
As far as mystic abilities, Mikey is definitely the most powerful. Donnie and Raph both seem to have pretty strong powers too, maybe Donnie a little more so. Leo is the one who relies the least on mystic power and the most on his physical and mental skills.
Donnie definitely seems to embrace the mystic power at the end of season 2 and in the movie. Ultimately, he would find ways to combine it with his tech for supreme power-ups.
April is 18 and the turtles are 16-18. Casey Jr is around late teens or 20.
Rise Lore
Given that the first krang that came to earth crashed into the Crying Titan, there must have been some form of historic yokai/hidden city even before the empyrean was around to introduce mystic powers. After all, someone must have built the Crying Titan. Maybe it was built by some other race that actually predates the yokai, and the yokai evolved from that race, affected by the emperyan.
There are definitely still krang out there, and most of the ones that we encounter are evil. The possibility of a good Krang could exist, though.
Before the humans, the yokai roamed freely both on the surface of the Earth and underground. They were probably a lot happier then, and somewhat more numerous. Oppression by the humans must have taken a toll on them.
There were a lot of Hamato and only so many powers you could have, so there would have been a lot of overlap in ninpo abilities across all the ancestors.
The Prison Dimension and Dimension X are two different dimensions. Dimension X is where the krang are originally from, and the Prison Dimension was just used to get rid of villains. Both exist in the Rise universe.
If there was more Rise
There weren't any specific plans for Kendra, but she certainly could have been interesting as a frenemy.
They would definitely want to get into Casey's whole history with the TMNT, his mom, etc.
They would have wanted to develop April and Sunita's friendship a lot more, and see how both of them related to Cassandra Jones.
They'd make as many seasons as they'd be allowed to! But seriously, they could easily fill at least 3 more seasons. There's a lot to unlock with the Krang, and they'd also want to expore much more with Big Mama and the Hidden City.
Cassandra might not have been part of the main group, but she would have been a regular ally.
Cassandra and the turtles would have been allies, fighting the Krang. It's clear from the end of the movie that Cassandra is now roaming around and fighting krang, so she and the turtles could connect occasionally as a running storyline.
A new season would pick up from where the movie left off, so it would be a new plan instead of what was already made.
Bishop would have to be an ally, considering that the turtles had just saved the Earth. But he might be a grudging ally, one who didn't really trust the turtles or didn't like the fact that they don't play by the rules.
It would definitely be easier to do crossovers with the other 2D animated series, like the 87 series or the 2003 series. They could have some fun playing with both the writing and animation style of those shows. Combining 2D and CG animation is more difficult.
They probably would not have mutated April, as it would be a big step. In the scrapped episode where Dale turned into a wolf mutant, it was a result of a temporary mystic curse. They could certainly do something like that with April.
The turtles would still be able to comminicate with Karai through mystic means.
They would have gotten a lot more into the history of the Council of Heads in future seasons when they explored the relationship between the Hidden City and the Krang. They are clearly among the most ancient of yokai, possibly predating the Hidden City itself.
They could have done a temporary reverse mutation via some sort of mystic spell, to give the turtles human designs. It might have been fun since it seems to be something that fans enjoy so much.
They would have had the turtles go to the krang's dimension at some point in order to defeat the krang fully. They could have encountered any of the traditional dimension x/z stuff that way.
The storyline where the boys find their sisters would probably still happen. People would want to see it, even though it's been spoiled.
They had plans to eventually visit other Hidden Cities, such as one beneath Tokyo.
Cut Episodes/Scenes
In the original ending of the movie where Casey says goodbye and leaves, he was going to find his mom.
One of the scrapped episodes had to do with Mikey taking care of the other turtles when they were transformed into toddlers. He was a natural caretaker.
They never planned on a space arc, but they probably would have done one where they travel to the Krang dimension. They also were going to travel to the prison dimension to release Karai, and they could have had other adventures there as well.
Behind the Scenes
For the episode Pizza Puffs, Ben Schwartz did his part for feverish Leo without looking at the script so he would sound confused.
It would be great if Nickelodeon released some of the finished animatics for the lost season 2 episodes that were already boarded, but unfortunately, it's all copywrited material.
All animated movies go through multiple revisions, rewrites, and changes, which is why some of the original rise movie storyboards were scrapped.
They do remote recording all the time, especially since covid.
The amount that a writer incorporates into a fight scene varies from script to script. Sometimes, there are moments in a fight scene that are key to the story. If so, they are written out. Otherwise, they would sometimes write out a fight scene but know that it would change in the board. Sometimes, they'd just shorthand it.
The writers try not to indulge in too much fanfic because there could be copyright issues if it is similar to anything they would ever do in the show.
When writing the brothers, it was important to keep them in character. You have to know exactly who your characters are, all the time, in every way. The audience will forgive you if you do things that aren't exactly logical, but they won't forgive you if you sell out your characters.
There was never an overall map done of the lairs, just individual rooms. It was always kind of tricky for them to figure out exactly how to move the characters from one room to the other.
The krang invasion was specific to the movie, so we probably wouldn't have seen it in the series at all if it had not been cut short.
Other TMNT Characters
They weren't necessarily planning to add characters from other versions yet. They still had so many areas to explore that were specific to Rise, like the Hidden City, the yokai, and the history of the krang.
There were no particular plans for Honeycutt. One character that they wanted to use but never did was Monty Moose, and they were trying very hard to figure out a way to incorporate him into a story.
They didn't have any plans for Renet, but a character like her could easily fit into the Rise universe. Obviously time travel is a big part of the movie. They could use her to explore timelines that might have happened had the events of the movie turned out differently.
They didn't get a chance to explore triceratons, so there could certainly still be some out there.
Any similarities between Big Mama's assistant and the High Mage from TMNT 2003 are coincidental. They gave her the cape and hood to disguise her identity.
They didn't have any plans for Beebop and Rocksteady, since they don't really fit in with the Rise version of Shredder and the Foot Clan.
The turtles certainly could meet Yuichi Usagi.
Usagi Yojimbo crossovers are always fun. Ron could see one where his dimension has been overrun by the krang, and he comes to our dimension to seek the turtles' help because they're the only ones who have ever defeated the krang.
Ron-Specific Questions
Ron's personal favorite episodes are "Hot Soup: The Game" and "Sparring Partner."
They were super excited when they got John Lydon (aka Johnny Rotten) as Meat Sweats, just because Ron and Russ are big pink rock fans.
When asked about favorite duos, Ron likes Raph & Mikey, Donnie & April, and Leo & Senor Hueso.
If he could only save one episode from Rise and the rest became lost media, Ron would save the four-part finale.
If he could save one cut episode or plotline, Ron would want to save the more complete version of the end of season 2, where we would have seen much more of the turtles training and bonding with Karai.
Ron was not part of the new Saturday Morning Adventures comic that has Rise Raph on the cover.
If he could make a spin-off, Ron would want to do a series where Cassandra roams the Earth fighting remnants of the krang, joined by her son Casey, and occasionally joined by individual turtles and others. Draxum might join forces with her as well.
Miscellaneous
The silhouette in a tank shown at the end of Bug Busters was meant to illustrate Lou Jitsu when he is first hit with the ooze and mutated along with the turtles. It's more of a memory than an exact replication.
The reason Raph was transformed via the pod instead of instantanously may have been because Raph was unwilling, and was more difficult to change than someone like the Foot Clan ninjas, who underwent their transformation willingly.
They never attempted to get a brand deal with a soup company so fans could get Rise hot soup, but it would be a good idea.
The photo from the movie was taken just before the krang arrived.
When asked which Rise character is most likely to be Spider-Man: none of them, because he's owned by Marvel and Sony.
When asked why Donnie likes cute bratty girls: Ron is not sure where that comes from.
In Dungeons and Dragons, Raph would be a fighter class, Mikey would be some sort of illusionist, Leo would be a clever assassin or theif. Donnie would insist on being a scientist because he's sure there would have been at least one sensible person back then. April would be the DM.
Ron doesn't know what the illegible skate ramp graffiti means, but can ask one of the designers about it.
In a coffee shop, Mikey would be the baker, Donnie would create the most efficient coffee brewing system ever, Raph and April would run the business side, and Leo would be the most demanding customer ever.
The Future of Rise
The demand for Rise merch is real. It would be nice if Nickelodeon would put out more official merch.
There are no current plans for a season 3, but we can keep trying!
All we can really do to try and get Rise back is continue to share the show and encourage other people to watch. As well as keep it trending whenever we can. Sooner or later, someone will realize that there's a very real demand for this show.
He has talked about the potential for continuing the show in a comic book or short format, or in some other formats as well.
When asked if there's any chance of Netflix picking up Rise, or for both Tales of the TMNT and Rise to coexist -- anything's possible!
Ron would love to see a Rise comic series, but it's not his call. As far as if it would be darker, Ron thinks it's important that for Rise, they keep things light-hearted and comedic. That was always the goal of the show.
Shows rarely get "cancelled" in kids animation. It can always be brought back, but the focus is on Tales of the TMNT for now. He's said before that Rise could be brought back down the road as a "retro" series, or in other formats like a comic book, movie, or shorts.
... plus one answer, that does not have the original question attached:
"She would be stunned, and probably disbelieving at first. But we would find a way (through mystic means) for her to see her future timeline, at which point she would be overcome with emotion."
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09/04/2024 - 09/05/2024 Daily OFMD Recap
TLDR; Rhys Darby; Taika Waititi; Nathan Foad; Samba Schutte; Leslie Jones; Kristian Nairn; Madeleine Sami; Vico Ortiz; Eliza Cossio; OFMD Rewind with AOC and Astroglide; Articles; Fan Spotlight; Cast Cards; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Today's Taika;
Hey crew, multiple 2 day recaps coming tonight. Sorry for the delay.
== Rhys Darby ==
Rhys is going to be starting up a substack (similar to Patreon). He's really excited about it as you can tell-- Gizmo Darby is not so excited however.
Source: Rhys' Tiktok/Instagram
== Taika Waititi ==
Taika out in Paris with Rita <3

Source: Instagram
== Nathan Foad ==
Nathan off to see Matthew Maher at Rose City Comic Con and giving us all the feels on the way!
Source: Nathan Foad's Instagram Stories
== Samba Schutte ==
Heyyy! Samba's going to be at the Dream Theatre in Los Angelos on Oct 5th, 2024! You can get comedy night tickets on their website!
Source: Theatre of Hearts Instagram
Really cute story Samba shared about a fan on twitter btw!
Source: Samba Schutte's Twitter
== Leslie Jones ==
Leslie's coming to Colorado Sept 13! For all our OFMD Colorado crew, you can catch her at the Union Colony Civic Center in Greeley! For tickets, visit her site!
Source: Leslie Jones' Instagram
== Kristian Nairn ==
Kristian on his way to Rose City ComicCon!

Source: Kristian Nairn's Instagram
Hey UK Crew! Kristian's got a signing set up for Oct 3 at the Forbidden Planet London Megastore! You can RSVP here if you're interested!
Source: Forbidden Planet Instagram
More Kristian News-- his book is being featured on Amazon and there's a great article highlighting it in The Washington Post! "Beyond The Throne as one of [Amazon's] Best Books of September"


Source: Kristian's Instagram
= Wee John Wednesday Notes =
Some fun OFMD News: He's gonna try to do a WJW Live at Rose City Comic Con in Portland this upcoming weekend (and drag some other cast members into it if he can).
Kristian shared some awesome gifts people gave him! (He said you do not have to bring gifts to meet him but he will always love them, but don't feel bad if you don't please!) Some I recognized from various artists we know (but there were a lot more):
@smudgeandfrank
@/samanthareiofficial
@/unclear_atypicality
@/bairnecessitiesco Kristian has a website with his books on it-- but he's got some limited edition Guitar Picks he's got on sale, there's only 100 available. He is also getting a WJW put up soon! Not available quite yet though.
Website
T-Shirt
LE Guitar Picks
Other fun things:
Kristian loves Rabbits!
He's getting some rune tattoos in Portland when he visits Rose City Comic Con!
Wanna watch it? It's available on Instagram!
instagram
Source: Kristian Nairn's Instagram
== Madeleine Sami ==
Deadloch S2 is being filmed in Darwin!



Source: 'I Love Darwin' Facebook Page
== Vico Ortiz ==

Source: Vico's Instagram
== Eliza Cossio ==
One of our dear writers, Eliza Cossio is being featured on a podcast! You can listen in here!
Source: Eliza Cossio's Instagram Stories
== OFMD Rewind with AOC ==
Our friends over at @adoptourcrew are working together with @astroglideofficial and doing a Full Rewatch of OFMD together! It starts Sept 12 @ 2:30PM PDF / 5:30PM EDT / 10:30PM BST!

Source: Adopt Our Crew Twitter
== Articles ==
Thank you @adoptourcrew for sharing these great articles!
Most Controversial TV Show Cancellations
Yahoo Article
Source: Adopt Our Crew Twitter
== Fan Spotlight ==
= Cast Cards =
Thank you to the ever-dedicated @melvisik for keeping up with these Cast Cards! Catching up tonight with several, please check them out below!
David Van Dyke - Visual Effects Supervisor (VFX Supervisor).
Stephen W. Shriver - Lovely stunt double to Fred Armisen!
Emily Buntyn - Casting Associate!
Kendell Wells - CJ's stunt double that whipped Taika in the balls!
Morgan Smith - Executive in Charge of Casting!
Stephen Bralver - Nathan's stunt double, possibly the one who 'lost his shoes' in Nathan's story at the San Jose Con!
Chris Denison - Stunt Water Safety, probably the person who makes sure our lovely cast stays safe in the whilst submerged.
Steve Aizzo - Rhys' Stunt Double!
Source: @melvisik's Twitter
== Love Notes ==
Hey lovelies. Love Notes are brief tonight. I just wanted to remind you that kindness is one of the greatest gifts you can give to yourself and anyone else. It's not free, but it costs a lot less than most things. No matter how hard things have been, no matter how much kindness you've received, kindness continues to be one of the greatest world-changers and you're still trying to be kind, and I am so proud of you for that. You are so very lovely, don't forget that <3
Source: StayCloseToYourself Instagram
== Daily Darby / Today's Taika ==
Just some dancing... these two are too cute! Gifs courtesy of the darling @fandomsmeantheworldtome and @ marv3lic1ous!
#Instagram#taika waititi#daily ofmd recap#ofmd daily recap#rhys darby#eliza cossio#nathan foad#kristian nairn#ruibo qian#vico ortiz#leslie jones#madeleine sami#ofmd#our flag means death#long live ofmd#saveofmd#adopt our crew#wee john wednesday#rita ora#WJW
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So in light of everything happening, I've seen people reccomending their favorite independent creators (especially queer creators) on YouTube. I'd like to join a few other people in reccomending CJ the X, an artist, musician, and video analyst who focuses a lot on art and its relationship with the entertainment industry in their videos. In fact, I think if you're looking for a fine cheese to pair with the wine of of your Hbomberguy and Todd in the Shadows videos you should check out CJ's video "The Kronk Effect"
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But op, I hear you ask, what does Kronk have to do with independent art and creation in the face of plagiarism and the exploitation of passionate creators? Well. Watch the video and find out dummy!
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Hey! Love your writing! if reqs are open, would you be willing to write rottmnt Casey Jr x reader? Maybe something fully and/or cozy, like them having a lazy night or doing some housework or something? There’s such a drought of CJ content :c
Leisurely Love [Domestic Headcanons]
Pairing[s]: Casey Junior x Reader A/N: Finally posting after months of writer's block!! 💪 Anyway, sorry the order's a bit scattered 😅
Casey Junior
💖 - GAH I LOVE DOMESTIC HEADCANONS OK
💖 - Starting off with the kitchen <33
💖 - I've said this before in one of my earlier headcanons, but CJ does not understand the concept of good food. To him edible = food, regardless of taste or texture. "What do you mean it's burnt? It's still food!"
💖 - If you like cooking, you're in luck! He'll gladly be your personal taste tester!!
💖 - And with enough effort, care and love, my boy will be cooking you a small meal in no time!!
💖 - He definitely has a habit of hoarding things he likes
💖 - Back in the apocalypse, keeping things was a risk on its own, especially when you never know when you're gonna have to move.
💖 - But now that he's safe, my boy will keep anything and everything. You guys will probably have a drawer or two dedicated to things that remind of him of his family from back in the apocalypse, you, or just something really pretty :]
💖 - Baby boy loves gardening! Or at least getting to watch the plants grow :]
💖 - He doesn't exactly trust himself to care for them, seeing as the last few he tried to keep withered within a week.
💖 - But if you're into gardening or keep a pet plant, he'll gladly let you keep some around the house!! Hell, he might even help with planting some outside if you really wanted.
💖 - Animals, oh boy...
💖 - Personally, if not for the apocalypse, I feel like CJ would've LOVED dogs-
💖 - But due to his experience with the Kraang, some of them shaped like animals...best to say it'll take some time for him to warm up to them.
💖 - My boy has warm hands. How do I know? I just do.
💖 - If you have cold hands, believe me when I say he is never letting go.
💖 - He's not much of a cuddler, or so he claims. There's an underlying fear in his head that he might accidentally kick you or push you away in his sleep, so he chooses to instead just fall asleep facing you. It comforts him to wake up to the sight of you, messy or not.
💖 - Daily reminders that his life is not constantly at stake? Yes please.
💖 - Favorite place to kiss you? Your forehead <3 [We love a gentleman 😌]
💖 - If you're terrified of bugs, fear not!
💖 - Casey will kill them in the blink of an eye, maybe even pick them up and leave them outside if you ask.
💖 - When it comes to cleaning, he doesn't like to throw things out, as I said earlier.
💖 - He's the kind of guy to organize the mess instead of actually cleaning up. "Messy? But I know where everything is!"
💖 - When he discovers music, it's like his eyes had just opened for the first time. Help him go through this journey please.
💖 - Introduce him to your favorite artists, help him find his type.
💖 - Eventually, this will become "your" thing.
💖 - He will run over to you, excitedly rambling on about this new song he'd just listened to, before making you listen to it too, saying how "-you've got to listen to this!"
💖 - Lazy days consist of introducing him to modern culture!!
💖 - I'm talking memes, shows, films, games, everything- Hell, consider it a sleepover at this point, because my boy is willing to give anything a try. Show him the wonders of the modern world ♥
💖 - Now if we're talking about the FAR future? I'm sorry, but he does NOT want kids, adopted or not.
💖 - He saw how much of a handful they could be back in the resistance, and he'd be dead by the time he admitted wanting that.
💖 - If it's any consolation, he might become more open to the whole pet situation.
💖 - Regardless, indulge in the poor boy's hobbies and interests please. Give him some love and you're bound to get some back <3
💖 - Anyway, 11/10 roomie/partner ♥♥
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I'm curious as to peoples idea for what he'd do for the next power hour so
[These all being popular ideas or ppl he's mentioned]
This was all just a ploy to get you to read my info dump theory on the concept of a Chonny Jash Power Hour loser HAHAHA
Im joking tho. Not about my CJPH theory, that is very much real but I'm not forcing you to read it lol
However if you're curious, my inane rambles are further down :}
[Long Rant Post Below]
Okay so I'm gonna start with the basic idea I got it from; that being Nerd. Nerd already foreshadowed the THDPH & the WWPH [Even down to the last song for each of them] Not only that, but he references the stuff hes done in the past as well with a break/pause inbetween.

[This is what I mean]
The first three being all stuff he already did. BDG with Pocket, Tally Hall with Vol.1 & then Cage by Tim Minchin being the start the power hours.
The next two being the power hours he would do after this song [Memento Mori & Charlie's Inferno-Will Wood & That Handsome Devil]. But those are the only songs he would reference in Nerd, leaving no more clues as to what the last one would be. The only thing left in it is the video game references & Stairway to Heaven in the ending. [Which oddly enough also fit the pattern in a way. StH being about dying and the afterlife like Memento Mori & Chonny's Inferno and the video game references being all covers he made on his old channel]
While the VG refs could be a hint at a Videogame or Toby Fox Power Hour, I think at most, if its a clue at all, hinting at the next thing he does is recovering old songs.
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Next, a couple of his songs reference his past stuff. Fine, I'm Fine has a good amount of lines that vaguely refer back to songs from the before [heres a post that goes more into it that's pretty cool!!]. And more importantly Dear Machine references Pocket, Dream (Outro from Calamity) & wings of wax. Pocket being later used in Nerd & the mention of Icarus coming back in Art. Not only that, but the voice in the very end Thermodynamic Lawyer is the exact same [if not very close to] voice filter/effect he uses in Dear Machine. Even down to the British accent he does in it. [Tho it is fairly normal for a music artist to reference their older songs in their music so it could be nothing]
Speaking of Dear Machine tho, quick thing to add about it is that it shows he not against covering his own songs. While yea technically its just a different version of Ode of the Cog, DM,HtC in a way counts as a cover of OotC. Same goes for bargaining/compromise & The Ballad of Dr. Jekyll.
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Another idea with a CJPH is that in the CJFS discord theres a "Question of the Day" Channel. Where, as the name says, a Mod or Helper will ask a CJ related question & everyone can give their idea/imput on it. For Day 100, as a special fun lil thing, they asked Chonny if he wanted to give a question for that day. His question being:

And yes he does say that he doesnt plan on doing anything like that in future [if he even were to do it]. I fully believe he wasn't lying there & honestly I never saw him redoing any song ever until I had the idea of a CJPH [aside from stuff like Spring and a Storm & Storm and a Spring obviously]. But this is the best idea I could ever see him doing that. Also that question was from early August so a fair amount of time has passed. Whether thats enough time to equal "at least in the near future at all" I have no clue, but it is a thought.
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One of my last points [that I remember atm lol] is on how he would end the power hours. Cos like, while yea he does whatever he wants & doesn't rlly follow what anyone says or asks [which I 100% agree with & is completely valid btw], I'd imagine he'd still want to end the PHs with a bang. Which is why I originally didnt think the recent one would be Will Wood.
He's stated a couple of time that hes one of his favorite artist & he definitely knows that a huge chunk of his fan base listen to WW as well. So why not end with that? Why not end with one of the most requested artist people wanted him to cover? Why wouldn't he end with a power hour of the artist that was his #1 on his Spotify Wrapped? What else could he do after that? Well maybe he'd go with his #2 artist? WHICH IS JUST HIMSELF BBYYYY

Plus, the name Power Hour already comes from this:

So it's very likely he's had himself play multiple times in a row & had a "Chonny Jash Power Hour".
Of course theories are just theories so there's always the chance I'm wrong & just insane. And again he does whatever he wants whenever he wants so who knows what it'll be. I just think id be an interesting idea for him to do.
As for how a Chonny Jash Power Hour would look? Maybe each song being a cover of a song from a past album or single? I'd imagine one from the before. & Covered in Discontent [maybe Gothic Whore?]. Like remake Pocket since its been referenced so much, tho that's still just a BDG cover so who knows. the before. would be interesting just to see how his perspective has changed since he originally wrote those songs. Gothic Whore he already has 2 songs that have a story version & a him version so I can see him doing another.
I HIGHLY doubt he'd do anything related to Vol.1 as its his completely separate thing & he doesn't rlly wanna touch any song that's TH/HMS related until whenever he feels like starting Vol.2 [which is valid lol]. If anything I could maybe see like TWWAY, Special or maybe Greener? Or go a different route with the og I'm Gonna Win or like a more outta the box one with like Just a Friend [only cos be did a 20 second "cover" of it in Mucka Blucka]. Again, I do not see him touching anything Vol.1 related but still something to entertain ig? [4th TME cover; The Chonny Electric when/j]
Tho maybe he'd just remake songs that he he fully made [like the before. or Gothic Whore], since those are more of actual Chonny Jash songs rather than the others just being covers. Would be very cool to maybe see a remake of some of his Majora's Mask song tho [no this isn't me coping over HEAL not being on spotify shush]. Or maybe he'd do songs from his old stuff like Don't Take it Personally? [also not me coping over wanting that song on Spotify too]
Idk these are just my thoughts on the idea of a CJPH [or even a Can of Soup Power Hour/j]. Either way I am gonna say idc what he'd do, BDG or Streetlight Manifesto are my other guesses, but anything he makes is always rll good & fun so I'll be interested to see whatever it is.
But ya know considering I typed all this out in the span of an hour & a half I kinda hope im not wrong PFFT
#apologies if there's any grammar or spelling mistakes lol#i just typed a lotta insane ramblings so im bound to mess up somewhere. also i am dyslexic#if you actually managed to read all that. Congrats & thank you :D! Also why tho! you're insane for listening to me being insane/j#I hope I made sense at least#And if you spent any time even glancing at my text thank you a lot but I hope you aren't bored lol#also its still gonna be a bit since he does a power hour but still curious as to ppls ideas of it#at least it BETTER be awhile. bro better take that damn br8k#chonny jash#moss post#KJ is going insane again
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OG accessibility anon again for a completely different salt salt and then I'll get out of your hair.
People whining about there being events aka things to do is bonkers to me. You don't have to do them. If you're worried about missing out on rewards then buy them from people who don't want them.
Money is so easy to farm and that's coming from me.
The "disabled whiner", as I've so lovingly been called.
As I said prior, I've played almost all the heavy hitters since 2000, and the reason I like Santae is that there are actually things to DO.
In fact I wish there was more to do! My sister badly wants more games to play for instance! Like Black Jack or Snake or Tile Match! Heck you can even reuse assets for the last one just slap items tiles and there you go.
If you hate having a developer provide things to do on a browser game so badly, go back to Flight Rising.
There you can click a button on a static image ten times and you're done for the day and you'll never have to worry about Stormlight ever giving you anything immersive or fun to do ever! Just your speed! :3
Sorry for being so mean, but holy crap... I think some of you are so desperate to find things to be weirdly hostile about just for the sake of it when there are far more legitimate things to be blowing whistles on.
Like the AI art that the staff seems to pretend to not see the salt about...
There's these things called positive and negative reinforcement, and Criticism Oversaturation. It is a scientific fact that if all you do is get shitty and confrontational about every little thing it makes it psychologically impossible for the recipient of the criticism to be able to take valid criticism seriously.
Some of you need to learn the meaning of the phrase, "Pick your battles."
Am I saying kiss CJ and the others asses? Hell no!
But if you keep making mountains out of mole hills, then you are going to get less transparency, less willingness to take valid feedback, and eventually a complete severance of staff - community communication.
That's how this works.
Keep yelling about the ai, artist pay, accessibility, loot boxes, pet release cadence, and staff behavior.
Shut up about staff doing their damn jobs.
Exhale. Love you guys. Please be wise. xoxo
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Ok, I want to start off by saying that I am a fan of all arts and am so appreciative of the time, passion, and work that goes into any kind of content creation.
I am also very particular about when it comes to art. There are mangas, comics, animated works that I have difficulty reading/watching or will not read/watch if I'm not a fan of the art style.
And as an artist I understand that art is subjective and not everyone likes it. Just as I recognize that not everyone likes my particular art style and that's ok. (Not trying to have people come for me like I’m trashing Charlie’s art cuz I am 10000% not.)
Charlie does amazing work and I like it, but it's clear that her style has changed (as most content creators do) since the TLH portraits she did and the pieces that are going in the journal for CC's new kickstarter. I'm a self- taught artist so terminology isn't my best, but her style now is giving semi cartoon realism, but airing on the side of the cartoon more now.
I feel that my unpopular opinion is that I'm not a huge fan of it. I really like the TLH portraits she did of Matthew, James, Christopher, Thomas, ect, but idk there is something about these new portraits in her style that I'm just not liking. Her lines are much sharper now, darker, more profound and it feels like all of the face shapes/ jaw lines are basically the same (and I know I have no room to talk since I draw in an anime style so one could argue all my lines look the same).
and I'm NOT saying that they are carbon copies. Jem clearly looks different from Will down to his eye shape which is amazing and looks great. But idk...maybe part of my disliking is also the inconsistencies? and I'm using that term lightly...but like
Clary's hair looking straight when it's very canonly curly. Alec and Magnus having basically the same haircut... (I’m not the best person to speak on Dru…but CJ’s flower card is different and feels more like how she’s described on the book). The lack of and absence of runes... and I know all of that can be personal preference/stylistic choice. After all, art is subjective and based off of the artist's interpretation (for the most part anyway) but I'm a stickler for details so it bugs me…
And I just liked the softness/ more realism style of the previous portraits Charlie has done for TSC than these newer ones. These new ones are nice and I do like them…just not as much…and there are some that I don’t like at all.
Thanks for reading my ramble 😂 I hope it made sense
Summary: I like Charlie’s work, but am not a huge fan of these new TSC portraits.
BESTIE I'M ABOUT TO CRY😭THE WAY I ASKED YOU MYSELF TO EXPRESS YOUR FEELING IN MY ASKBOX AND THEN FORGOT ABOUT IT

Okay okay, SO! You're so brave for saying this, LIKE YES WE'RE BEING FED, thank you for the content for our dying fandom, but damn...
Allow me to also start with: WE LOVE YOU CHARLIE, WE JUST LOVE TO COMPLAIN🥺
I can understand Clary's hair, she could have styled them, I understand few runes on James, maybe Cassie didn't clarify that BUT WHAT ABOUT THESE😫the first one looks like a dream and the second one... I'm not sure, it feels like sth is wrong about it but I'm not an artist and I can't say what exactly is off
BUT SOMETHING IS OFF RIGHT?


One time she nails the character completely and the next time BOOM JUMPSCARE
Is it Cristina? Is it... who's it😳 it can't be Dru


But also I can't blame Charlie, I mean I also prefer her old style, but I'm mostly confused by Cassie. Like...you paid for the work and had a chance to correct the artist or clarify some details about the characters but...you saw this and went YEAH THAT'S WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR, NO, NO NEED TO FIX ANYTHING IT'S ALREADY PERFECT
Girl—

#cassandra clare#damn i love this woman but in case someone might say I'm hating EVEN THOUGH I'M NOT#I'll put this🫴🏻#anti cassandra clare#just in case#charlie bowater#nothing against you#we love you 🫶🏻#tsc#tlh#the last hours#twp#dru blackthorn#wessa#chain of thorns#malec
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Hi! If you don’t mind, what are your current fave smaller artists/bands to listen to? I want to get better at exploring new music but I find it hard when I don’t really have favourites to go off of. You seem to have such a big interest and appreciation for music and I admire that so I thought I could maybe take a leaf from your book ✨ /gen
I am approximately six months late to answering this message. It's been sitting in my drafts, which I just recently cleaned, and now I want to get back to it. SO! Some of my favorite underground/underrated artists are:
Girlboy J - Clare only has three songs because she passed away from a drug overdose when she was 21/22, but her music is good, and an excellent representation of who/what she could have been as an artist if she'd had the time to grow.
The Harmaleighs - Although technically disbanded were a queer indie duo. Haley (the one with long hair) still makes music under the mononym LOUISE, but I don't really care for her personal style. I do however still listen to The Harmaleigh's Hiraeth EP with some frequency.
Sunday (1994) - This trio has only recently caught my attention but I like what I hear so far. Indie soft rock is one of my favorite genres and their sound is very "summer day." Good music to listen to when the windows are down and you have all the time in the world.
CJ Starnes - You can never get enough "Sad Boy Autumn" music. CJ's been on my radar since about 2022. His music is so simple (and I mean that in a positive way!). Just him, his guitar, and some absolutely raw lyrics. We've interacted on Instagram a couple times; he's kind.
Moonrise Nation - One of my favorite girl groups. They're not disbanded but they're not making music right now either. Regardless, Moonrise Nation's first and only album Glamour Child has some of my favorite songs. Every so often, I check to see if they've come out of hibernation because I'd really like to hear more from them.
Nevan - I'll be honest, I don't care for all of Nevan's music. But Parta Me (the song I linked) is one of my summer go-tos. Such a crisp, clean sound that I really enjoy.
Pardyalone - XXXTentacion if he wasn't an abusive bitch. Or JuiceWRLD. That's the closest I can get to describing Pardy's music. Depressed boys with autotune is one of my favorite genres. If you're big into social media, you might even know this song because it blew up on TikTok some years ago. But he's on a good trajectory, with good music, and I think he has the ability to make it in the industry
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Start of Day 1
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Everyone took a bit of time getting ready this morning. It was preplanned that April, Cass and Donnie would take the first shift in the booth.
Leo with his Broach on was dressed in a gender bend Nessa Cosplay. Along with River made up to look like a Drednaw. He was going to be walking around and interviewing people as part of the agreement with the Con Staff.
Raph was picked to be the first Meet and Greet focus. It was a bit awkward doing this from the hotel, but they didn't want to rely on Leo needing to Portal them to the studio and back.
Raph was fine with this since he wanted to talk with Star about grabbing any souvenirs, and plans for an upcoming event and maybe some dates.
Mikey and CJ left to get to the Artist Alley after grabbing breakfast. Mikey had to change up his broaches glamor to make him less recognizable. Even though it was mainly just doing his hair in braids with multicolored beads, and swapping his painting gear for black coveralls with stylized graffiti graphics over an orange shirt and boots.
Donnie finished changing their glamors clothes, and lead the way to the Convention. They wanted to keep up with the schedule as closely as possible, given their luck. At least they were able to enter through a side entrance and not get stuck out front.
The Purple Dragons were carrying Shelldon and the Dragonetes until they got inside, then they would be semi monitoring the live stream feeds, while also checking out what they wanted.
The booth crew checked over the stock again, made some adjustments, and started up the Holoscreen to test that the model tracking was working properly.
They just had to wait for the announcement of the con officially starting.
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Leo wandered to the side to get the stream he would be in charge of started, and send out notices on the proper socials, and not his BlueNeon account, though he did post that 'BlueNeon' would be watching the live streams when not doing a meet and greet.
He walks out to an area overlooking the crowds below, and looks to River who has her camera feature turned on, and ready.
"Okay. Ready Riv?"
"The stream is up and running Ness!"
"Good Morning Con Goers. I'm codename Ness! Live from the floor of this years Social Media Con! We got Five Drones on loan from Genius Built, yes the VTurtles parent company, flying around the con, and you can switch which one you're viewing with the controls listed below." Leo points downward to where he was told the layout for the controls were shown, "Now if you feel up to it, I will be conducting interviews around the events, but remember. This is LIVE, so watch how you act. Don't want to loose your badge now do ya?"
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Mikey was a bit surprised that other artists already there wanted to either buy his stuff, do an art trade, or ask if he was open for commissions. While he knows his stuff is popular, it never stopped surprising his when other artist wanted to buy his work.
Him and CJ did some quick transactions before the Alley opened to the public, and they braced for the predicated crowds of the day, and hope to make a few more sales today.
💜
Donnie swears the coffee feels like decaf with how it wasn't helping with fully waking him up. They were calm but still overthinking how the day may go, especially when they switch off with Raph for their turn on the Holoscreen.
April was trying to reassure them, but this was the first time they were running a booth, and the nerves were there, fueling him better than this sad excuse of coffee from the hotel breakfast buffet.
Maybe they've just ruined themselves for non CT coffee. So they started up the portable coffee maker and made a Carafe of the new 'Choco Stardust' blend.
This had the effect of luring in people with the smell of fresh coffee.
Donnie now regrets that they now have to share the coffee.
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It was not to long into the day, and Leo was having fun wandering about, maybe having a quick talk with some people, maybe stop to take pictures.
Though there was already some people who make him wish he wasn't streaming. Because if one more person makes a Vaugly sexual joke about his costume, he will be having technical difficulties, and hope he doesn't get banned from the con.
The cropped rash guard, and legging shorts were apparently just enough to cause some to forget that they were on a Live Stream. Though the random guy who walked into a wall because he was staring at Leo's abs was definitely a bonus.
Leo checked his phone, and saw it was thankfully almost his turn to swap with Raph. "Alright everyone, I'm going to swap out with a different host, and take a meal break. Hope you enjoy the other host for today."
River got the cue to switch to BRB, and they found a place to portal to the hotel room.
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Raph was having a great time. Though the AR stuff was a bit confusing at first. The glasses showed him a view from the Holosceen in the booth, and thankfully adjusted to his height for more accurate posing.
So many kids were having fun just flexing with him, many stopping to take pictures infront of the screen. Though he often would bend over, sit down, or get down on a knee to be more easily in frame for pictures.
There were a number of his fans who showed up, they had a quick chat about how he was enjoying the event, and being impressed with the setup. Cause being able to take a picture with Raphs model at full height was a big thing.
Some wished they could actually sit on his shoulders, or grab his arms.
Though the fans were a bit upset to hear that it was time for Raph to switch with someone else, there were some excitement when hearing Blue was up next.
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Donnie was enjoying themself for the most part. Especially once he was freed from the booth to wander the building to look at anything that caught their attention.
They got some help in the form of Shelldon, who was flying around the area, relaying info on where certain merch was being sold, and which had rarer stuff set on display.
Donnie had to remember that they couldn't just deploy his hover shell and fly over, he had to dodge and weave their way to the booths, and hopefully rein in the cain instinct it someone got in their way.
Though a few stops to take pictures of some Cosplayers were worth it. Much high praise was given to the cosplayer dressed as his VTurtle self, with a little Shelldon puppet on their shoulder. Though they held back when the Blue cosplayer asked for their opinions.
The ultimate prize of a Limited Release Atomic Lass figure was very much worth the wait, and the bonus of a Jupiter Jim Moon Buggie model from the same booth didn't hurt either.
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Mikeys time in the Artist Alley was pretty chaotic. Then again he didn't expect to have so many people interested in his work. Though the people who basically bought one of almost everything might've been a bit much.
The pieces that got alot of attention though were the ones that were ones he listed as 'proceeds go to Local Art Programs'. Even though those were also the more expensive ones at his table.
The small 'live quick sketch' option was also very popular since they could pick what was drawn, and in what style. With restrictions of course, don't want to get in trouble for a weird suggestion.
Mikey will forever be grateful for CJ helping him, because doing this on his own would've been way more overwhelming. Plus when would he get time to eat or leave the table without worrying about something happening.
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I am so tempted to try writing out the entire day in one post, but then think 'maybe some doesn't want to read that much', then it brings up 'how detailed should this be' and 'what would I even write them doing? Wandering the halls, taking pictures, going into a random panel or workshop?'
I also partially think there should be drama, but I also don't know if I can bring myself to do so without employing 'Disaster Twins Deployment', or Protective Raph.
#vturtles!#vtuber au#rottmnt au#tmnt au#rottmnt donnie#rottmnt leo#rottmnt mikey#rottmnt raph#rise donnie#rise leo#rise mikey#rise raph#rottmnt fanfiction#rottmnt fanfic#tmnt fanfiction#tmnt fanfic#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt#tmnt#tmnt 2018#rise tmnt#rise of the tmnt#tmnt rise
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please drop the link for the Nico finds family in Venice au when you're done pretty please 🥺
would be very interested in reading it
I regret to inform you that I, in fact, have nothing regarding this AU except for maybe a few visions that would do much better were I an artist instead of a slow-as-snail writer.
I have some reasonable explanation for the di Angelos - Maria had many siblings, and therefore Nico has many cousins who are actually still alive. One of them being the current head of the family (?) and he recognizes Nico. He has a vague sense of the whole Hades thing, so when Nico tells him the truth, he believes him and welcomes him back to the family. Nico then lives with them as his grandson.
I like to play around and imagine that it's like a big family staying together. And Nico now has an 'older brother' - who is actually his... grandnephew?? idk i probably just made that up. It'd be 10x times funnier if said grandnephew is actually aware of the truth. So they have this weird dynamic of "I'm 70 years older than you, son" - "Not in the adoption papers you are not, grandpa" LMAO. And then maybe - just maybe! - a boyfriend who is friends with said older brother/grandnephew? LOL
My plan, as of currently (which is code word for: all the prompts I can think of), is only an one-scene oneshot (you know, typical me).
Initially, I was going to merge it with another prompt I've got in store - which is about Grover coming across Nico in Italy again when he's traveling the world as the god of the wild. The plot would be quite simple, obviously: Grover lands in Venice, recognizes Nico who is just having a nice morning out with his (new) family, and then spends some time together on a bench sightseeing as they contemplate Nico's life story.
It's a one-time encounter between old friends to reminisce about your past - that sort of thing.
On the other hand, I just realized maybe five minutes ago that Reyna can fit quite well in Grover's place, as well. Mainly because:
1/ She is traveling around, too.
2/ She's close to Nico, too.
3/ She's now a Hunter of Artemis, which is a whole other branch that can connect to Bianca in case I want to go there, too.
Hazel is also a good candidate, though in her case I'd have to modify the plot a little, figuring out a good reason for her to cross the freaking Atlantic, what kind of transportation she'll have to take, their reactions upon reuniting - just. a bunch of things, really. I reckon if I'm going to pick Hazel, I would need to bring Percy too bc 1/ Frank would never let Hazel go that far alone but CJ needs at least a praetor; 2/ It allows for more interesting interactions.
But alas - I hardly have enough willpower for both Hazel and Percy, so there's that.
This is everything I have in mind. I'm sorry if you were expecting a multi-chaptered fanfic bc honestly I can't do longfic and half of the time I say I have an AU - it's like a 2-sentence prompt at best 😭😭😭
#nico di angelo#pjo#hoo#toa#yone rambling#percy jackson and the olympians#heroes of olympus#trials of apollo#nico leaving camp#Nico finds family in Venice#nico in venice#yone au#pjo au#nico x oc
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***The Rap Pundit Picks: My Favorite Music of 2024***
2024: one of the greatest years for rap music in Hip-Hop history.
Agree or disagree, if we could separate the music and artists themselves from Hip-Hop culture in general (which depending on who you ask, may not be an acceptable option - and I do understand that), 2024 was filled with arguably the widest range of different styles that rap music has ever heard. From the traditional to the genre benders, from the thoughtful writers to the lucid vibers, to me the notion that "Hip-Hop is dead" just means you're failing to adapt your methods of finding new music.
2024 was a year that featured a new single from Nas & DJ Premier (and the promise of their long-awaited album collaboration), and the potential of a new JAY-Z album (by year's end, we are hearing far more concerning headlines), both of which, not too long ago, would be hovering near the top of the highest billed album expectations of the year. But by the end of 2024? Mostly forgotten. Yes, plenty of veterans like Snoop, LL Cool J, Ice Cube, and Common left their footprints in 2024, but over the past year, some significant waves were made from less celebrated sources.
Beneath the shadow of a historic feud between some of Hip-Hop's heavyweights, a tide-pool of exciting artists were releasing noteworthy music at a furious clip. Long since faded are the narrow lanes separating underground from mainstream, as are the traditional routes for "breaking through". Today you're more likely than ever to find a rap music fan that listens to Mach-Hommy and Playboi Carti than you are to find a rap fan that just listens to what's in heaviest circulation on Hot97. None of this is a new development, it's just becoming more of the reality all the time.
I don't know if my favorite music on these lists today will be in heavy rotation by this time next year, but I'm fairly certain most of these MCs and Producers will still be there in some capacity. There's so much to look forward to, from indy veterans to newer talent, I can't come close to naming everyone, but I feel like something would be missing from this list if I didn't give special recognition to artists like Previous Industries, Child Actor, J.U.S, Jay Cinema, dp0mmy, No Label, Cavalier, shemar, Mutant Academy, Maassai, Mike Shabb, Semiratruth, Spice Programmers, Reco, Halal Boys, Quelle Chris, Nappy Nina, Errol Holden, 7xvethegenius, Sideshow, Futurewave, HOODLUM, Conductor Williams, MIKE, Ox Omni, Jaeychino, Mach-Hommy, Black Chai, Wordsworth, Teller Bank$, Chuckyy, Rome Streetz, Boldy James, Earl Sweatshirt, Sleep Sinatra, Wiseboy Jeremy, Defcee, Wavy Da Ghawd, Myquale, Big Flowers, Blu, JUNE!, Sasco, Silky Southern, Phiik, Joshua Virtue/RAMA, LUNGS/Lonesword, August Fanon, Certified Trapper, Jeph Early, Nick Satchel, Stu Bangas, NEW AGE COLLECTIVE, Yonaa, Westside Gunn, Baby Stone Gorillas, Myles Clayton, Che Noir, BRISTACKZ, Tokyo Cigar, Knoweye, Noqh, Chow, Kadeem, Valee, Messiah Musik, AKAI SOLO, MESSIAH!, Bossman DLow, Rei The Imperial, Nino Paid, Reiiki APOLLO, Bub Rock, J Words, Navy Blue, Armand Hammer, Doechii, Rich Jones, Rapsody, Grafh, BabyChiefdoit, The Alchemist, YUNGMORPHEUS, Alexander Spit, Ol' Burget Beats, Ronday, TiaCorine, LaRussell, Jaysanityy, Chuck Strangers, CJ Fly, Ovrkast., Jiggs, STAR BANDZ, Pink Siifu, and Bruiser Wolf, Nolan The Ninja, and many, many more...for providing 2024 with some great reminders that Hip-Hop is still in good hands.
And R.I.P. to Ka, one of the greatest writers that the genre has ever scene.
I tried to only represent one release from each artist here, in an effort to represent as many different folks as possible; however, a lot of MCs released multiple projects this year, so if I felt like they had more than one release, and two of those releases were neck & neck with being their best work of the year, I tried to make room for both.
s/o to all of these artists for sharing so much great music with their fans, critics, and hopefully any soul that discovers them through lists like this one...and a toast to what we can only hope will be a happy & healthy New Year (we could certainly use it). 🙏
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*TOP SONGS*:
100. "Rerock The Hook" - Drakeo the Ruler feat. Icewear Vezzo
99. "CULLINAN GANG" - Nasaan feat. Icewear Vezzo
98. "Bear Fruit" - Kadeem feat. Rugby LoSport & FUNERAL Ant Bell
97. "Beverly Drive" - Erick The Architect
96. “Humpty” - Semiratruth
95. "Vertino" - Conway The Machine feat. Joey Bada$$
94. “Bonnet” - TiaCorine
93. "PANDURICANE" - Conductor Williams & Rei The Imperial
92. “BUMBO” - CJ Fly & Stoic
91. "live like this" - Jiles
90. "H.Y.B." - J. Cole feat. Bas & Central Cee
89. "Witness" - Certified Trapper
88. "Ray Wop" - Ray Vaughn
87. "30 (Freestyle)" - JID
86. "NOT FINE AT ALL" - Killian Fonlon
85. "Whqtthe" - Noqh feat. chasay, Kzoba & Jaysanityy
84. "Difference" - YN Jay feat. Tay B & Kash Doll
83. “Colors” - Remble feat. Mozzy & Stoneda5th
82. "HIGHJACK" - A$AP Rocky feat. Jessica Pratt
81. "Ya Don't Stop" - DJ Premier feat. Rick Ross, Big Sean & Lil Wayne
80. "9 LIVES" - R2R Moe
79. "A Damaged Wraith" - Vic Spencer feat. Rockness Monsta
78. "FREE SMURK, BIG EDDIE & CAM" - YTB Fatt
77. "Cruise Piff" - Jay Cinema & CHoW
76. “Super Rufus” - Rufus Sims & Billionaire Boyscout
75. "?" - Big Yavo
74. “THAT’S HARD” - Anycia feat. Cash Cobain
73. "SINCE THEY TOLD ME I'M A LEGEND" - Jeph Early & Gios4ma
72. "Bill Belichick" - Mg Sleepy feat. Bfb Da Packman & Myaap
71. "It's Us" - BabyFxce E feat. Luh Tyler
70. “place i rep” - Remy Banks
69. "Grandmother's Lessons" - Your Old Droog
68. "Doughboy Daisy" - WB Nutty feat. HBK Kid & Payroll
67. "ZYDECO" - Ronday
66. "HOO" - LIFEOFTHOM & Stoic
65. “Banded Up” - Chief Keef feat. Tierra Whack
64. "Hurry Up & Buy" - Bruiser Wolf
63. "Top Dawg" - Yonaa
62. "Killing Em'" - Reco feat. Gorgeous Jefe, Solute, Lord Ra & Ilxtus
61. "Still Praying" - Westside Gunn feat. Stove God Cooks, Benny The Butcher, Conway the Machine & Boldy James
60. “Rotation” - BagChaser Reke feat. 2Real
59. "See The Sunset" - Nick Satchel & dp0mmy
58. "Me vs Me" - Jaeychino & SlimeGetEm
57. "Memoriam pt. 2" - Sleep Sinatra & bloomcycle feat. Desde
56. "Local Anastasia" - Kenny Segal & K-The-I??? feat. Open Mike Eagle
55. "Days Before Juneteenth" - HALAL BOYS
54. "Omakase" - Nappy Nina & Swarvy feat. Maassai & Stas Thee Boss
53. "4Slime" - Young Nudy
52. "proper vertigo" - mynameisntjack feat. Sol ChYld
51. "Up Now" - Mustard feat. Lil Yachty, BlueBucksClan & 42 Dugg
50. “Black Girl” - Che Noir feat. Rapsody
49. “Penmanship” - Kooley High & Tuamie
48. "RIO FREE" - Rio Da Yung OG
47. "Water" - BRISTACKZ
46. “I.S.D.A.M.L.” - Boldy James & Whothehelliscarlo
45. “12:50 In New York” - Chuckyy
44. "Wrist Buss" - Myaap
43. "mikealstott" - Blvck Svm feat. eeryskies & Boldy James
42. "Trippin" - Bossman DLow
41. "Words2LiveBy" - El Cousteau feat. Earl Sweatshirt
40. "Complications" - Reiiki APOLLO
39. "Syrup Sandwiches" - Cordae feat. Joey Bada$$
38. “Type Shit” - Future & Metro Boomin feat. Travis Scott & Playboi Carti
37. “INFORMATION AGE” - No Label [Ahk Sair, Amiri Mikel, Yo OG, Funk Shway, buddy.not.bud]
36. “Custard Spoon” - Cavalier
35. "RENEE (MAY DAY)" - Sideshow
34. "Money Problems" - Nino Paid feat. Lil Gray
33. "Don't Do Drugs" - J.U.S. & Squadda B
32. “Curtis Jackson” - C Stunna feat. Skrilla
31. “Rocafella Chain” - Grafh feat. Freeway, Peedi Crakk & Memphis Bleek
30. “PAYMEAGRIP” - Ovrkast. & Cardo Got Wings
29. "Detroit" - Tee Grizzley feat. 42 Dugg
28. "From The Dirt" - Phiik & LUNGS feat. AKAI SOLO
27. "California Dream" - Ab-Soul feat. Vince Staples & Kamm Carson
26. “I’m G (OMG)” - Blu & Shafiq Husayn feat. Chuuwee & Born Allah
25. “SINCE I WAS LIL” - JasonMartin & DJ Quik feat. Curren$y, Bun B & Jay Worthy
24. "Short Stories" - Jawnino feat. MIKE
23. “LIBERATION” - Mutant Academy feat. Quelle Chris
22. “Pedal tha Ave” - Wiseboy Jeremy & Kirti Pandey
21. “DUMMY” - JUNECINEMA feat. RoBB, Chow & rivan
20. “Psalm” - 7xvethegenius feat. Jae Skeese
19. “MESCALINE” - LaRussell & CAM CORTEZ
18. "coolin fr" - Jaysanityy
17. "mukbang" - Nolan The Ninja feat. Fatboi Sharif
16. “Lost Angel” - Blu & Evidence
15. "Frosted Flake" - DJ Rude One feat. Valee
14. “Gank Move” - Big Hit, Hit-Boy & The Alchemist feat. HitgirlLENA
13. “Dream Blunt Rotation” - Rich Jones & Sleep Sinatra/SINAI. feat. AJ Suede, Qari & J.U.S
12. "ALL OVER" - JUNE! feat. Israel Jones, $hyyguyy & Radicule.
11. “Zayre” - Previous Industries [Open Mike Eagle, Video Dave, STILL RIFT]
10. “SONJE” - Mach-Hommy. feat. Hephzibah
9. “The Harder They Come” - YUNGMORPHEUS & Alexander Spit
8. "Yea Yea" - STAR BANDZ
7. "Sword Lilies" - Cavalier & Child Actor feat. Quelle Chris
6. “expensive piss” - shemar & Child Actor
5. "Collection Plate" - Ka
4. “Hey Now” -Kendrick Lamar feat. DODY6
3. "Sage" - Rome Streetz & Daringer feat. ScHoolboy Q
2. "Doves" - Armand Hammer feat. Benjamin Booker
1. "Free Jesus" - Mike Shabb
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*TOP ALBUMS*:
*Honorable Mention (absolutely belong in my top 50 as well, but this year was soooo deep)*...
Keep Holly Alive by Mutant Academy, The Grand Design by Philmore Greene, DREAMDROPDRAGON by AKAI SOLO, From Vallejo With Love by LaRussell & Cam Cortez, the First to Make Contact When We Dap by R.A.P. Ferreira & Fumitake Tamura, WATCH THE THRONE by Jaeychino, My Story Got Stories by Bruiser Wolf, The Tonite Show The Sequel by Curren$y & DJ.Fresh, Day Shift, Vol. 1 by Lil Tre, Pigmen In the Vitreous by Knoweye, Alchemy by Jay Cinema & Chow, All Infinite by Kooley High & Tuamie, Slant Face Killah by Conway The Machine, Personification by Maxo Kream, I LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU by JPEGMAFIA, Chiraq Mogul 2 by ZMONEY, Things I Should've Said When I Was Awake EP by Reiiki APOLLO, OTHERWISE A BLUR by blackchai & August Fanon, Marciology by Roc Marciano, Alligator Bites Never Heal by Doechii, OPERATION FLAMETHROWER by Conductor Williams & Rei The Imperial, Flint 2 Detroit by YN Jay, Being The Bigger Person Sucks by Vic Spencer
50. Zombie Love Kensington Paradise by Skrilla
49. REVELATOR by ELUCID
48. The Pride & Glory by Teller Bank$ & Ed Glorious
47. CHROMAKOPIA by Tyler, The Creator
46. Above All by Myquale
45. Keep Me Company by Skyzoo
44. Brown in America by HOODLUM
43. Pinball by MIKE & Tony Seltzer
42. Two Kings by Stu Bangas & Wordsworth
41. BLUE LIPS by ScHoolboy Q
40. BTTRSWT by NEW AGE COLLECTIVE
39. Transatlantic Shit 2 by Spice Programmers
38. Black Box: JOSHUA IS DEAD by Joshua Virtue
37. SOLACE by Marco Plus
36. A Foresaken Lover's Plea by Chuck Strangers
35. Still Praying by Westside Gunn
34. MMCHT by Nickelus F
33. Save The Bees by Big Flowers & Messiah Musik
32. CHUPACABRA by JasonMartin & DJ Quik
31. Black & Whites by Big Hit, Hit-Boy & The Alchemist
30. Nothing Is My Favorite Thing by Nappy Nina & Swarvy
29. CINE by Cavalier & Child Actor
28. IS THIS A SAFE SPACE? by Psalm One & Optiks
27. The Skeleton Key by Roc Marciano & The Alchemist
26. DECON$TRUCT!ON by Maassai
25. Deathtape 2: We Gon’ Need Each Other by Quelle Chris, Cavalier, and Denmark Vessey
24. This Too Shall Pass by Yo OG
23. Black Blues Brothers by HALAL BOYS
22. Soul Burger by Ab-Soul
21. Halfway There by dp0mmy
20. Bag Man Julio by Jaysanityy
19. 74: Out of Time by Ol’ Burger Beats
18. Carrot Season by Phiik & LUNGS
17. Memory(ummm) by Sleep Sinatra & bloomcycle
16. Almighty So 2 by Chief Keef
15. WAKING UP AND CHOOSING VIOLENCE by YUNGMORPHEUS & Alexander Spit
14. i'd rather not by Nolan The Ninja
13. PERSEVERANCE by Jay Cinema & JUNE! as JUNECINEMA
12. Death of Deuce - 7xvethegenius
11. Sour Dub by Rich Jones & SINAI.
10. F.U.N. T.O.Y. by Sideshow
9. GNX by Kendrick Lamar
8. 3rd Shift by J.U.S. & Squadda B
7. Los Angeles by Blu & Evidence
6. Different Type Time by Cavalier
5. Service Merchandise by Previous Industries [Open Mike Eagle, Video Dave, Still Rift]
4. sunscreen by shemar & Child Actor
3. The Thief Next to Jesus by Ka
2. #RICHAXXHAITIAN by Mach-Hommy
1. Sewaside III by Mike Shabb
See you in the '2-5...
#best of 2024#underground hip-hop#new york hip hop#roc marciano#kendrick lamar#AOTY#Pitchfork#Rolling Stone#best song of 2024#west coast hip-hop#trap music#Drake#J. Cole#The Alchemist#NYE#Happy New Year#PunditPlayList#TDE#Griselda
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" You're a pink pony girl -- and you dance at the club. "
name: Cori Noah James nickname(s): CJ, Cor birthday: may 21, 2001 astrology: taurus/gemini cusp gender: cis female occupation: freelance makeup artist (mainly AEW) notable connections: @feelingrestored (fwb) (Please read below for more.)
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on a humid May day - Buffalo Police Department received a call that a newborn baby, no older than a couple of weeks old, have been dropped off at the station. her parents? no where to be found, disappearing like ghosts in the night. she spent her first four years of her life in an orphanage, some kids getting adopted and finding their forever home, others returning to repeat the same cycle over and over again. as life would have it, it seemed the little girl's fate would be the former, thankfully. they decided to name her Cori. The couple, who was unable to have children of their own, welcomed her into their family as theirs. It helped that their appearance and facial features were similar to Cori's, both in hair color and structure. There was never any question.
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Until there was. Even if her family gave her everything she needed - a roof of her head, food in her belly, a fun and safe childhood, she always felt like there was something off. Or missing. She figured it was just due to her naturally artistic nature, taking up the tortured artist mantle from a young age. Painting, drawing, sculpting - art was the one true place where she felt like she could be herself, like that missing void wasn't there. even for a second. Around the time she was 16, they were looking to move. Not far, but into a new house across town. As she was helping move boxes, she stumbled upon a box that was labeled "CNJ files". She assumed that these would be projects, artifacts from her childhood...but instead, they were adoption papers. Files. Indicators that she wasn't her parents child and there was potentially a whole other family out there. One that didn't want her. This was something she could and WOULDN'T accept. Packing up as much clothes she had in a bag and taking off, she wouldn't be there to move into the new house, opting to find this new family herself. She was able to track down the name of the woman who was her biological mother a few months after, only to find out that this woman had unfortunately overdosed on heroin 4 years after she was born. There was no chance now that she'd meet the woman that brought her into this world, much less have a relationship with her. That was crushing. And even more so? She had ruined the family that she DID have. There was no way they would welcome her back after she deserted them, left without a trace - much like how her mother had left her at the beginning of her life. Now, it was time to fend for herself. At all costs.
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from job to job, couch to couch, Cori spent the time until she was 18 just trying to make do. Ramen noodles were a common fixture in her diet, her feet aching every single night from both walking to work and being on them all day from work - regardless if she was waitressing, cashiering or stocking in a grocery store. as soon as she turned 18, the girl she was rooming with suggested that she join her at the local strip club. seeing firsthand how much her roommate was able to make in one night? she was sold. At the club, she was known as "CJ" , the carefree bubbly girl that was always down to party. She prided herself on being the friendliest one in the club and the one who always took care of her customers, whether that was for a dance inside of the club - or for the right place, other things outside of the club. she would have her repeat customers inside the club and by far, her favorite one was this wrestler. Apparently - he did stuff like John Cena on TV? She hadn't watched wrestling since she was a kid, so she had no idea who he was, much less was she a fan. As weeks and time passed, she noticed he was coming to the club more and more frequently - and asking for her, specifically. She was happy for the money ... until the offer to hang out more came along. However, it wasn't the typical out-of-the-club offer, it was an offer for a part-time job. It was known in the club that she was the one who did the makeup of all the girls and with being naturally artistic, the translation to doing wrestler's makeup couldn't be much harder? So, for the days that she's not needed by the TV wrestling people (called AEW?) - you'll find her at the club, to which she leads an incredibly low-key existence, a double life that isn't known to her co-workers yet.
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