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HOWDY i finally went to a random scenario meme and here are some prompts i rolled up:
- Friendly games → You've set up the game station or board games for a friendly competition!
- Locked in a closet → For some reason, you're locked up in a closet with someone else. Do you make nice and try to figure your way out or what?
- Fear → You're not sure why, but you are suddenly terrified and you can't deal with it. You need help.
i'm down for rerolling or spitballing something else if you don't vibe with any of these tho 👌
- Friendly games → You've set up the game station or board games for a friendly competition!
- Locked in a closet → For some reason, you're locked up in a closet with someone else. Do you make nice and try to figure your way out or what?
- Fear → You're not sure why, but you are suddenly terrified and you can't deal with it. You need help.
i'm down for rerolling or spitballing something else if you don't vibe with any of these tho 👌
Howdy!!!
I'm replying from another account, bear with me here for a sec.
What if we combine the prompts for locked in a closet & Fear? because the thought of Leo oscillating between RAPH I CAN SMELL YOUR FEARSTINK and being freaked out slayed me.
I'm replying from another account, bear with me here for a sec.
What if we combine the prompts for locked in a closet & Fear? because the thought of Leo oscillating between RAPH I CAN SMELL YOUR FEARSTINK and being freaked out slayed me.
leo 🤝 raph
"me and my homies HATE confined spaces u can barely breathe in"
i'm totally down for that! and i'm about to head out the door to work but i'm also cool to do a starter when i'm back home!
"me and my homies HATE confined spaces u can barely breathe in"
i'm totally down for that! and i'm about to head out the door to work but i'm also cool to do a starter when i'm back home!
now i am a turtle again, yisss
I can always grab a starter if you want! Probably keep the set up loose of foolishly confined children on a mission gone awry. Locked in a closet with a lot of cursed items. Maybe something that invokes fear and leads to deep convos while the two are losing it?
I can always grab a starter if you want! Probably keep the set up loose of foolishly confined children on a mission gone awry. Locked in a closet with a lot of cursed items. Maybe something that invokes fear and leads to deep convos while the two are losing it?
[This situation just gets rosier. Leo sucks in a short breath, trying to press himself back into the nearest wall for some semblance of space. His shell clicks against the hard surface of the shelf behind him.
The fact he's trapped with Raph, the largest member of their family only makes the cramped closet full of weird mystical things all the worse. A slow creeping sense of claustrophobia is only getting worse the longer the two are trapped together.
His odachi is just outside of the closet, making his initial plan of escape null in void.
Raph has been battering at the door and it hasn't budged. Leo had his own attempts to get the door open, but the door remains doggedly shut.]
Raph, normally, I'm not opposed to be close, but if we can't get that door open I think I'm going to lose my mind.
The fact he's trapped with Raph, the largest member of their family only makes the cramped closet full of weird mystical things all the worse. A slow creeping sense of claustrophobia is only getting worse the longer the two are trapped together.
His odachi is just outside of the closet, making his initial plan of escape null in void.
Raph has been battering at the door and it hasn't budged. Leo had his own attempts to get the door open, but the door remains doggedly shut.]
Raph, normally, I'm not opposed to be close, but if we can't get that door open I think I'm going to lose my mind.
( ooc: first off 10/10 thank u for the starter. shoutout to me trying to call my energy level shots and then metaphorically falling down a well lmaooo )
[ This is, truly, a nightmare scenario. Like, a door that Raph can't just break? Since when? Walls are one thing. Doors are made to open.
Being able to do big mystic punches is normally great at a time like this, but a giant magic fist runs way too much risk of doing something like accidentally punching Leo, or breaking one of these weird mystic thingies and getting them cursed. Not optimal.
He's never been a fan of being stuck in confined spaces. Something about this situation is feeling especially not great. But big brothers don't say "lol same I'm a freakout time bomb." They simply don't freak. ]
We ain't! Got! A lotta options! [ Cool things to punctuate with door-hitting.
He gives it one more good punch for good measure, but then sadly stops. ]
I think this door might be Raph-proof.
[ This is, truly, a nightmare scenario. Like, a door that Raph can't just break? Since when? Walls are one thing. Doors are made to open.
Being able to do big mystic punches is normally great at a time like this, but a giant magic fist runs way too much risk of doing something like accidentally punching Leo, or breaking one of these weird mystic thingies and getting them cursed. Not optimal.
He's never been a fan of being stuck in confined spaces. Something about this situation is feeling especially not great. But big brothers don't say "lol same I'm a freakout time bomb." They simply don't freak. ]
We ain't! Got! A lotta options! [ Cool things to punctuate with door-hitting.
He gives it one more good punch for good measure, but then sadly stops. ]
I think this door might be Raph-proof.
((OOC: You did the leg work of finding a prompt, I figured I'd grab a starter so you could jump into the shenanigans quicker. I get you though, life honestly just knocks us on our asses sometimes.))
[Leo cringes a little as Raph's punching trails off. A discouraged Raph is a bad thing.]
The fact anything is Raph proof frightens and confuses me. So, we'll mark it as impossible. We'll just call this a mystic fluke for right now. [Leo is already looking around the closet again, trying to see if anything looks useful. His mind is running a mile a minute with possibilities. Not great ones, but they're there!
The walls are oddly smooth, and there doesn't seem to be any convenient hatches in the ceiling overhead. What light they are getting is from a light bulb overhead that flickers occasionally. The gaps between the door are fairly minimal. In theory, Leo could try to drag his weapon into the closet if he could get something to grab on to it from under the doorframe, but the handle of the blade might catch on the door itself.
Leo turns away from their jailer of a door to look at the shelf behind them properly. He rubs at his chin slightly, scrunching his snout somewhat.]
Okay, maaaaybe something in here is useful? Like, break door useful. [He picks at random, grabbing a not at all mildly horrifying idol looking item that looks like a screaming yokai of some kind. Leo tests the heft of it, eying the door with clear intent on throwing it at the door.]
[Leo cringes a little as Raph's punching trails off. A discouraged Raph is a bad thing.]
The fact anything is Raph proof frightens and confuses me. So, we'll mark it as impossible. We'll just call this a mystic fluke for right now. [Leo is already looking around the closet again, trying to see if anything looks useful. His mind is running a mile a minute with possibilities. Not great ones, but they're there!
The walls are oddly smooth, and there doesn't seem to be any convenient hatches in the ceiling overhead. What light they are getting is from a light bulb overhead that flickers occasionally. The gaps between the door are fairly minimal. In theory, Leo could try to drag his weapon into the closet if he could get something to grab on to it from under the doorframe, but the handle of the blade might catch on the door itself.
Leo turns away from their jailer of a door to look at the shelf behind them properly. He rubs at his chin slightly, scrunching his snout somewhat.]
Okay, maaaaybe something in here is useful? Like, break door useful. [He picks at random, grabbing a not at all mildly horrifying idol looking item that looks like a screaming yokai of some kind. Leo tests the heft of it, eying the door with clear intent on throwing it at the door.]
Can do. [ It is important to him emotionally that his little brothers believe nothing is normally Raph proof in a bad situation. Sure, he wants them being more responsible, doing their own problem-solving for the times when he can't or won't be there, but like.
Ultimately. When they really, really need it. He should be perceived as slightly omnipotent. Except for this time when this dum-dum door won't just break like a regular door so it's pointless-- no.
They are thinking. He's making sure not to catch anything on his spikes, brother included. It's fine. Wait what the heck is his brother even doing. ]
Wh- Leo, put that back! You don't know where it's been! [ ????? ] It could be mystic cursed.
[ He doesn't really know if mystic stuff does curses. That would require learning and researching. ]
Ultimately. When they really, really need it. He should be perceived as slightly omnipotent. Except for this time when this dum-dum door won't just break like a regular door so it's pointless-- no.
They are thinking. He's making sure not to catch anything on his spikes, brother included. It's fine. Wait what the heck is his brother even doing. ]
Wh- Leo, put that back! You don't know where it's been! [ ????? ] It could be mystic cursed.
[ He doesn't really know if mystic stuff does curses. That would require learning and researching. ]
C'mon, Raph. Clearly, the door has to be mystic cursed. So, if this is cursed, that'll like cancel each other out. If the door is mystic, something mystic could break it.
[Leo is absolutely just guessing here, but he is kind of trying the first thing that comes to mind. He's idly tossing the idol up and down in his hand, trying to debate how to throw it.He takes as much of a step forward as he can given the small space.]
Sides if this doesn't work, I have a different idea.
[He throws the idol without further warning. It crashes against the door, and shatters into pieces on the floor.
Oddly the pieces just seem to dissipate into smoke in the air, making Leo cough a little. He waves his hand trying to not breathe too much of it in. A bit too late though. The air smells different. Both of them can't really get away from it.
The door does look a little dented.]
See, so, mystic verses mystic is totally the way to go!
[His confidence wavers slightly as he starts to feel a little weird.]
[Leo is absolutely just guessing here, but he is kind of trying the first thing that comes to mind. He's idly tossing the idol up and down in his hand, trying to debate how to throw it.He takes as much of a step forward as he can given the small space.]
Sides if this doesn't work, I have a different idea.
[He throws the idol without further warning. It crashes against the door, and shatters into pieces on the floor.
Oddly the pieces just seem to dissipate into smoke in the air, making Leo cough a little. He waves his hand trying to not breathe too much of it in. A bit too late though. The air smells different. Both of them can't really get away from it.
The door does look a little dented.]
See, so, mystic verses mystic is totally the way to go!
[His confidence wavers slightly as he starts to feel a little weird.]
[This is definitely his fault. Leo is aware of that much. If he had been a little more careful, he and Donnie wouldn't have ended up here.
Then again, here isn't that bad honestly. It reminded Leo of the Hidden City to some degree, be it exposed to the warm summer air and a bit more classically Japanese in the architecture department.
The market place was bustling, and they weren't even slightly the strangest ones here. They practically fit in with the odd aliens, monsters, and everything in between. The crowds was boisterous, in apparently great spirits. Leo had yet to notice a good portion of the crowd was headed towards a stadium further afield.]
C'mon, Don, Donnie, Donald- This is like way better than Tahiti! [He gestures widely, spinning in a circle for a moment before coming to a stop.] I mean, look at half of this stuff! Cool, beyond cool even!
Like... [He grabs something off of a stall table, rattling it aggressively. Turns out he's grabbed what looks like a larger than average snow globe with a battle scene being depicted inside. The squid-like creature behind the stall looks less than amused.] Okay, not a perfect example, but cool!
Then again, here isn't that bad honestly. It reminded Leo of the Hidden City to some degree, be it exposed to the warm summer air and a bit more classically Japanese in the architecture department.
The market place was bustling, and they weren't even slightly the strangest ones here. They practically fit in with the odd aliens, monsters, and everything in between. The crowds was boisterous, in apparently great spirits. Leo had yet to notice a good portion of the crowd was headed towards a stadium further afield.]
C'mon, Don, Donnie, Donald- This is like way better than Tahiti! [He gestures widely, spinning in a circle for a moment before coming to a stop.] I mean, look at half of this stuff! Cool, beyond cool even!
Like... [He grabs something off of a stall table, rattling it aggressively. Turns out he's grabbed what looks like a larger than average snow globe with a battle scene being depicted inside. The squid-like creature behind the stall looks less than amused.] Okay, not a perfect example, but cool!
Edited 2022-10-04 01:55 (UTC)
[Oh yes, this whole situation is Leo's fault and Donnie will be the first to say so. In fact, he's probably already complained about it enough by now to be annoying.
That and this was supposed to be relaxing, he almost wore his board shorts for this. He's got a good hold on his bo staff, as he just gives Leo a dirty look at his attempts to make this seem better than it is.
Although the whole not standing out thing is kind of nice.]
Leo, this is most certainly not better than Tahiti. Not that you would know. [He does lean in to look at the snowglobe Leo grabbed, giving it a discerning look before turning his attention to the unamused squid-like creature that is most likely the shop owner.] While it's not that cool, you should probably put it down.
That and this was supposed to be relaxing, he almost wore his board shorts for this. He's got a good hold on his bo staff, as he just gives Leo a dirty look at his attempts to make this seem better than it is.
Although the whole not standing out thing is kind of nice.]
Leo, this is most certainly not better than Tahiti. Not that you would know. [He does lean in to look at the snowglobe Leo grabbed, giving it a discerning look before turning his attention to the unamused squid-like creature that is most likely the shop owner.] While it's not that cool, you should probably put it down.
I'm sure this place has a beach... somewhere? [He's tossing the snow globe hand to hand casually. The shop owner is sitting up a bit more.] I said I was sorry, I'm sure Raph and Mikey are gonna just show up and get us outta here soon enough?
Alright, could be cooler, fair, but- [He picks up another to attempt to juggle.] This is also pretty good?
[He is not helping.]
Alright, could be cooler, fair, but- [He picks up another to attempt to juggle.] This is also pretty good?
[He is not helping.]
Somehow I doubt it. [Now is that to the beach comment or the Raph and Mikey comment, who knows?]
And I really don't think you should be messing with merchandise either, Leo. It's not like we have money. [Well, Donnie does but he's not sure if they'd take regular dollars here.]
And I really don't think you should be messing with merchandise either, Leo. It's not like we have money. [Well, Donnie does but he's not sure if they'd take regular dollars here.]
C'mon, I'm sure there has to be one. All we have to do is set up camp there and wait! [He tosses the first globe, and nearly drops it.
The shopkeeper's tentacle whips out to grab it. He clicks his beak disapprovingly.
Leo laughs nervously, moving to place the remaining snow globe in his hand down on the stall table.] Yeah, you- have a great point, Donnie.
The shopkeeper's tentacle whips out to grab it. He clicks his beak disapprovingly.
Leo laughs nervously, moving to place the remaining snow globe in his hand down on the stall table.] Yeah, you- have a great point, Donnie.
[After waking up in a grassy field under a cloudless summer sky, Leo couldn't quite quantify what happened. He had been floating through that dead dimension, the Krang leader intent on beating him into a pulp. Leo remembers passing out at some point.
This wasn't the Hidden City, or New York.
Was he dead?
He definitely felt like he had to be at this rate. How else was he here?
He finds himself staggering into town, just not sure what to make of the animal people in... old clothing wandering around. He can feel more than a few just staring at him. Its a struggle to find his voice, but when he does, it's croaky.]
Hello...? Are... where am I? Can someone help me?
[He clutches at the photo of his family tightly in his fist as he staggers through town. People are giving him a wide berth. Wary of him.
It takes Leo a while to notice. He tries asking for help a bit more confidently, but people hurry away from him. He gets snapped and snarled at in a different language, Japanese he thinks, but he isn't sure.
He's on the verge of just leaving the town to lay back in the field of grass when he catches sight of a familiar purple bandana out of the corner of his eye. He whips around, relief and panic sharp in his chest. The sixteen year old wants to cry. Wants to just weep at the fact he isn't alone as much as he does at the prospect of Donnie being dead.]
Donnie!?
[Adrenaline he didn't realize he had shoots through him as he takes off towards the other turtle. If he was less exhausted and injured he might realize this Donatello is vastly different than his own.]
This wasn't the Hidden City, or New York.
Was he dead?
He definitely felt like he had to be at this rate. How else was he here?
He finds himself staggering into town, just not sure what to make of the animal people in... old clothing wandering around. He can feel more than a few just staring at him. Its a struggle to find his voice, but when he does, it's croaky.]
Hello...? Are... where am I? Can someone help me?
[He clutches at the photo of his family tightly in his fist as he staggers through town. People are giving him a wide berth. Wary of him.
It takes Leo a while to notice. He tries asking for help a bit more confidently, but people hurry away from him. He gets snapped and snarled at in a different language, Japanese he thinks, but he isn't sure.
He's on the verge of just leaving the town to lay back in the field of grass when he catches sight of a familiar purple bandana out of the corner of his eye. He whips around, relief and panic sharp in his chest. The sixteen year old wants to cry. Wants to just weep at the fact he isn't alone as much as he does at the prospect of Donnie being dead.]
Donnie!?
[Adrenaline he didn't realize he had shoots through him as he takes off towards the other turtle. If he was less exhausted and injured he might realize this Donatello is vastly different than his own.]
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[He's just going to give Leo a flat look, even as his brother puts the snow globe down. At least that's one less thing to worry about after all.]
Of course, I do, and another great point I am going to make is we should probably see what's got all these people heading in one direction. Maybe we can just figure out where we are from that.
[It's some kind of plan, at least. Follow the crowd, maybe it'll lead to Leo's beach or maybe it'll lead to them getting home quicker. Either way Donnie wins.]
Of course, I do, and another great point I am going to make is we should probably see what's got all these people heading in one direction. Maybe we can just figure out where we are from that.
[It's some kind of plan, at least. Follow the crowd, maybe it'll lead to Leo's beach or maybe it'll lead to them getting home quicker. Either way Donnie wins.]
[Not making a plan? Yes, he's all about that. Raph is more the official plan guy, but in a pinch, Donnie is also a good ideas man.]
Yeah, that would be good. Maybe it'll lead to something actually cool.
[The shopkeeper is giving the two a look, but Leo has already started forward, expecting Donnie to follow after him. The crowd ahead are talking animatedly. Leo listens to the conversation, curious if anything.
From the sounds of it, they're debating who will win some kind of fight.]
Yeah, that would be good. Maybe it'll lead to something actually cool.
[The shopkeeper is giving the two a look, but Leo has already started forward, expecting Donnie to follow after him. The crowd ahead are talking animatedly. Leo listens to the conversation, curious if anything.
From the sounds of it, they're debating who will win some kind of fight.]
Edited 2022-10-04 21:23 (UTC)
We can only hope.
[And before leaving the shopkeeper Donnie will mouth a short "sorry" to the guy, as he follows Leonardo. Also listening to the crowd's conversation and raising an eyebrow at the talk of fighting.
Because knowing their luck, they'd somehow end up fighting on what was supposed to be a relaxing event.]
[And before leaving the shopkeeper Donnie will mouth a short "sorry" to the guy, as he follows Leonardo. Also listening to the crowd's conversation and raising an eyebrow at the talk of fighting.
Because knowing their luck, they'd somehow end up fighting on what was supposed to be a relaxing event.]
[You know what? Donatello isn't even surprised anymore. Of course he slightly messed up the runes to get to the Battle Nexus, and of course he's now in what he's pretty sure is Usagi's universe without any knowledge of his brothers' whereabouts. God forbid anything be simple, oh no, not for the turtles.
And, of course, he's in a universe without modern technology. Of course. At least his Japanese is good enough to get by.
So Donatello just needs a minute standing in this town center, scowling at the sky at his luck and wondering what higher power his family pissed off so badly, when someone shouts his name. He turns, furrowing the ridge of his brow, to see a green and blue streak coming at him.]
Leo?
[He almost takes back some of his internal seething at luck--and then he notices that this turtle seems awful short to be Leo.
But then the turtle is upon him. Donatello catches him by the shoulders, and--is this a kid? He seems like a kid. Also he looks like he's about to cry?]
H-hey, you okay? [Is this just a turtle person native to this world? Kind of weird if he knows his name, though.]
And, of course, he's in a universe without modern technology. Of course. At least his Japanese is good enough to get by.
So Donatello just needs a minute standing in this town center, scowling at the sky at his luck and wondering what higher power his family pissed off so badly, when someone shouts his name. He turns, furrowing the ridge of his brow, to see a green and blue streak coming at him.]
Leo?
[He almost takes back some of his internal seething at luck--and then he notices that this turtle seems awful short to be Leo.
But then the turtle is upon him. Donatello catches him by the shoulders, and--is this a kid? He seems like a kid. Also he looks like he's about to cry?]
H-hey, you okay? [Is this just a turtle person native to this world? Kind of weird if he knows his name, though.]
Donnie- [The realization finally hits him as he stumbles to a stop. The hand on his shoulder does a fair job of grounding him.]
I- you aren't-? [He speaks English easily, far more comfortably than other people around them would.
The sixteen year old sags a little. He presses the butt of his palm against his eyes. The urge to just lurch back to the field is strong. So far, no one else has even spoken a little english. There is relief in having someone he can understand.
Someone who seems like Donnie? The purple bandana, the bo staff, it.. it has to be Donnie, right?
Some kind of Donnie.]
This really isn't New York, is it-? You're not- quite my twin either, huh?
I- you aren't-? [He speaks English easily, far more comfortably than other people around them would.
The sixteen year old sags a little. He presses the butt of his palm against his eyes. The urge to just lurch back to the field is strong. So far, no one else has even spoken a little english. There is relief in having someone he can understand.
Someone who seems like Donnie? The purple bandana, the bo staff, it.. it has to be Donnie, right?
Some kind of Donnie.]
This really isn't New York, is it-? You're not- quite my twin either, huh?
Edited 2022-10-05 05:20 (UTC)
[Oh jeeze. This poor kid looks like he's about to burst into tears.
Not a native, definitely. A version of Leo? Donatello has seen this before (he specifically doesn't think about when). Other versions of his brothers, all across universes.
It's not even a question of if he will accept this turtle as his brother. The moment it processes that this is some version of Leonardo, Donatello has already decided that they're family. Family sticks together.]
No, this isn't New York. I'm a Donatello, but not yours. [Donatello glances around them at the other animals passing by, some stealing glances. They stick out here. Not as much as they would in New York, but they stick out.]
I found a place to stay. Come with me and I'll explain everything there, alright? [It doesn't take a genius to see that this poor kid is moments from crying, and Donatello assumes that this Leo would be just as uncomfortable crying in public as his own would be.]
Not a native, definitely. A version of Leo? Donatello has seen this before (he specifically doesn't think about when). Other versions of his brothers, all across universes.
It's not even a question of if he will accept this turtle as his brother. The moment it processes that this is some version of Leonardo, Donatello has already decided that they're family. Family sticks together.]
No, this isn't New York. I'm a Donatello, but not yours. [Donatello glances around them at the other animals passing by, some stealing glances. They stick out here. Not as much as they would in New York, but they stick out.]
I found a place to stay. Come with me and I'll explain everything there, alright? [It doesn't take a genius to see that this poor kid is moments from crying, and Donatello assumes that this Leo would be just as uncomfortable crying in public as his own would be.]
[He releases a weak kind of laugh at that, tears stinging at his eyes. The fabric of his mask is already damp from crying earlier, this isn't helping.] Okay, that- that I can work with.
It's weird, but you're family. [He says with easy conviction, even amongst the tears. There is a genuine belief there as much as there is relief.
At the urging, he blinks a little, nodding somewhat. He isn't afraid to cry, just smiling thinly back at Donnie.] Yeah, probably- not a bad idea. I'm absolutely not sure where this even is. Besides... not the Hidden City. The Yokai there also just look way weirder.
It's weird, but you're family. [He says with easy conviction, even amongst the tears. There is a genuine belief there as much as there is relief.
At the urging, he blinks a little, nodding somewhat. He isn't afraid to cry, just smiling thinly back at Donnie.] Yeah, probably- not a bad idea. I'm absolutely not sure where this even is. Besides... not the Hidden City. The Yokai there also just look way weirder.
Yeah. We're family. [Donatello smiles reassuringly, taking the kid by the shoulder and leading him away. Lucky the place he's found is a little out of town.]
You're in another dimension. I don't know what you were doing before, but it punched a hole through space and you came here. That just happens sometimes.
[Donatello leads him out of town, through the trees towards a small traditional Japanese house up the hill. It's clear that this place has been abandoned for some time; the sliding doors are decrepit, the paper fluttering in the wind, and the floor brown where Donatello recently swept away moss creeping in. But it's clean; Donatello has already seen to that.
Inside, it's also traditionally Japanese with cushions on the floor, short tables, and tatami mat flooring. There's a whiff of incense in the air, leftover from Donatello's observances this morning.]
Please, make yourself at home. It's not much, since I only just got here myself a bit ago, but still. [He's set up a small fire that he hangs pot over to boil water. If this Leo is anything like his, then tea will help calm his nerves.]
You're in another dimension. I don't know what you were doing before, but it punched a hole through space and you came here. That just happens sometimes.
[Donatello leads him out of town, through the trees towards a small traditional Japanese house up the hill. It's clear that this place has been abandoned for some time; the sliding doors are decrepit, the paper fluttering in the wind, and the floor brown where Donatello recently swept away moss creeping in. But it's clean; Donatello has already seen to that.
Inside, it's also traditionally Japanese with cushions on the floor, short tables, and tatami mat flooring. There's a whiff of incense in the air, leftover from Donatello's observances this morning.]
Please, make yourself at home. It's not much, since I only just got here myself a bit ago, but still. [He's set up a small fire that he hangs pot over to boil water. If this Leo is anything like his, then tea will help calm his nerves.]
Technically I was in a dead dimension before this, so, I'm- trying to make sure I'm not like dead. The Krang guy was definitely trying for dead.
[Leo is happy to have the control taken out of his hands. Sure, Splinter randomly decided he was the leader out of nowhere, but the role never fit him. He's happier to just follow after Donnie. Raph or Donnie were more leader material than he was.
He eyes the house with interest, the way it's set up reminds him of Splinter's room to some degree. There is comfort there even with some of the lingering uncertainty. He exhales a little as he walks inside, rubbing his arms nervously.]
I mean, we're both in this- very weird situation. I ain't about to judge, you know?
[He brushes the creases out of the photo he still has in hand, finally moving to carefully put it away in his belt pouch.]
[Leo is happy to have the control taken out of his hands. Sure, Splinter randomly decided he was the leader out of nowhere, but the role never fit him. He's happier to just follow after Donnie. Raph or Donnie were more leader material than he was.
He eyes the house with interest, the way it's set up reminds him of Splinter's room to some degree. There is comfort there even with some of the lingering uncertainty. He exhales a little as he walks inside, rubbing his arms nervously.]
I mean, we're both in this- very weird situation. I ain't about to judge, you know?
[He brushes the creases out of the photo he still has in hand, finally moving to carefully put it away in his belt pouch.]
You're definitely not dead. Just in another dimension.
[Donatello says it with the easy confidence of someone who's been through this before. As the water boils, he pours it out into cups with tea leaves. There's a proper way to do this that his own Leo would be able to do effortlessly, but Don never really worked up a passion for a proper tea ceremony.]
Drink this. It'll calm your nerves. [He puts the cup on the table before sitting down on one of the cushions with a cup of his own tea.] I know this is probably a lot, especially if you're new to dimension jumping. But believe me, it could be a lot worse. I have a friend in this dimension, if I can just find him, and he knows how to get to people with access to any dimension. So you'll be able to get home, okay?
[Just... no promises on when.]
[Donatello says it with the easy confidence of someone who's been through this before. As the water boils, he pours it out into cups with tea leaves. There's a proper way to do this that his own Leo would be able to do effortlessly, but Don never really worked up a passion for a proper tea ceremony.]
Drink this. It'll calm your nerves. [He puts the cup on the table before sitting down on one of the cushions with a cup of his own tea.] I know this is probably a lot, especially if you're new to dimension jumping. But believe me, it could be a lot worse. I have a friend in this dimension, if I can just find him, and he knows how to get to people with access to any dimension. So you'll be able to get home, okay?
[Just... no promises on when.]
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