#codee

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< Name: Codee Hamato Age: 17 Sex: Female

< Height: 6'02" Weight: 130.7 lb. Trans Masc / AroAce

< Animal Species: Armadillo Girdled Lizard >

< Mystic Power: Healing / Prophecy / Dream Walking >

< Interest: Making Bombs, Glass Blowing, and Dancing

< Other Information: His spine has sharp spikes sticking out, which can sometimes cut fabric ;; His weapon of choice is twin naginatas that double down as a violin. (( You'll see )) ;; Fighting style is a mix between all material arts, boxing, and gymnastics. This man flips a LOT >

< Childhood Background >

-- Between the ages of 0 and 9 Codee grew up inside The Foot Clan, being yoinked off the streets and practically forced to live inside the environment. While inside the foot clan Codee had a sealing spell (( that placed a hold on 90% of his ninpo and mystic powers )) placed on him, that is marked on his back, mid fore arms, and knees in purple lines. He ran off around the age of 9 and

-- Found himself at the door step of the Battle Nexus Hotel. He was taken in by Big Mama and became her assistant / errand runner. He was given food and shelter, basic needs at the best but ran away after around two days before the turtles finally met Big Mama.

-- Since the age of sixteen he opened his own small shop where he would sell different items he found from the upper city and things around the Mystic City. Soon selling art work and scrolls for the shop. -- He is still close with Big Mama and does offers with her // sometimes trading for new objects. Then the Kraang Invasion started (( and no spoilers cause this is where the book picks up ))

Random Facts

< Codee is the second oldest of the group; He is autistic and has social anxiety so if you see him having a panic attack don't worry. He's fine.>

< Codee has split personality disorder (( a type of OSDD / UIDD)); The only alters he has are named Venus, Code, and Codee. They can be a handful and they cause a lot of chaotic good >

< He used to have an obsession with playing mind sweeper and snake + he's really good at Uno >

< Codee thinks of Big Mama as a grandma or some god parent; he continually calls her Mimaw or Grandi, usually forgetting that he needs to introduce her by name when speaking to someone ;; Codee's clothes are made specifically for him from Big Mama's designer. >

< Codee tends to sleep in a ball for protection; And Codee will find anything that's warm and just sleep on it. >

[kadaogan]

[climbingthefloors]

obsessed with this baby hippo from thailand's khao khew zoo.. she has been so utterly betrayed by the world

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I've been seeing a lot of knight posts recently. pretty great

[doccywhomst]

coding got me saying shit like “target the child” “assign its class” “override its inheritance” like the third wife of a dying oil baron discovering his of-age son born out of wedlock

[ravenkings]

[starridge]

spamton divorce cake

[agoodflyting]

David Tennant pissing off the Prime Minister bc he told government officials to stfu over their anti-trans bigotry and Michael Sheen literally poisoning himself investigating corporations dumping toxic chemicals in underprivileged areas is NOT the energy I expected from 2024 but oh man am I here for it.

[problemnyatic]

the steven universe hate is insane bc people are (or at least were) more upset that fictional war criminals got fictional hugs than they recognize that it singlehandedly advanced queer rep in children's media by lightyears and then straight up ate heavy retaliation for the nerve.

It does have real flaws that are worth discussing, but it also put their male protagonist in dresses and skirts and played it straight and even empowering, they aired a lesbian wedding on television, it was a genuinely queer, genuinely diverse piece of media through and through. It did a lot of real good for the real world.

But also the fictional characters caused fictional harm to other fictional characters, and didn't get an onscreen firing squad sentence. So, you know, it's basically ontologically evil in real life.

[inkskinned]

it is november, and yesterday it felt like it was supposed to be snowing. in boston, november used a winter month, not a fall month. it is supposed to be chilly; rarely capping over 45F. it is a sweater-and-jacket month. it is a "maybe a scarf too" month. in my childhood, november meant blizzards and sleet.

it did not snow. tomorrow the weather predicts a high of 76.

i have spent so many years of my life studying the longterm possibilities of climate change - the culmination of capitalism wreaking havoc on the bodies of people, animals, plants - but every so often i am still shocked by something small and personal.

in a hundred years, when someone goes outside in boston - will they know the feeling of "snow in the air"?

i know it's a learned feeling, a sensation that maybe only longterm experience can teach. a few years ago, i was walking with my friend who had just moved up from the south. i said it smells like snow and she gave me this look like - what the fuck. i said it feels like snow too, which didn't help. she looked up to the bright blue sky and then back at me and then back at the sky. 12 hours later, we had 3 inches. you can just tell if it's going to snow.

except i can't tell, anymore. i stand outside in a tee shirt and watch my dog dance around a lake. we're in a drought and the skin of the water has peeled back twenty meters. the lake is tamed, quiet, puddlelike and sour. my pokemon go app warns there's a weather condition in my area.

my dog gets too hot from running and sits in the water and i want to laugh about his long frame and how awkwardly he sits - and i can't. some simian part of my brain is scratching the walls. it was supposed to snow. it was supposed to snow, but now it's warm instead.

during the last full solar eclipse, the dogs and the birds and the crickets went crazy under utter darkness. we laughed at them then, promising it will all be okay in a moment. but some part of me is still locked in that long night: some animal sensation.

something is wrong, my body says. i can't afford eggs or rent. i go outside to watch a sunset and listen to birdsong. i don't bring a jacket. allergies are killing me this season, allergies i didn't have as a kid. everyone comments that halloween has started to feel strange, offkilter. that it's hard having "holiday cheer." my body thinks it's april, and then it thinks we're in september, and then june.

something is terribly wrong, she whispers. go outside. it is supposed to be snowing.

[kadaogan]

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[huellitaa]

"match my freak!" match my sweetness. match my benevolence. match my empathy. match my ability to feel emotions so deeply it tears me apart from the inside out