[Through his screwed up sense of direction, Donnie had found himself at a bar earlier this night. And perhaps he had partaken in what anyone partakes in at a bar, and being a lightweight teenager? He's pretty sloshed by the time he makes it back to the base, even with his poor sense of direction caused by his new left arm.
And it's that lack of direction that finds him entering a room that is not his, but thankfully is his twin's. Also he hasn't taken off his cloak once he got on base, but he does dead eye stare at the room (and possibly Leo as well) before saying anything.]
Your room is not even in the same direction, dingus. [He grunts as he rises from bed, kicking aside his covers. He walks over, intending to make Donnie sit down.
Then he's hit by the smell. He recoils, half ducking into his shell at the booze stink wafting off his twin.]
[The arm narrowly missing him makes Leo wrinkle his snout a little, but he doesn't comment on it. The loss of Donnie's arm was all his fault, so, he was trying to not think deeply on it.]
And you drank, okay. [He can guess from the smell and the way his brother is talking.] How about you chill here with me for a while?
[Look, Leo should be happy Donnie actually went and got the cybernetic arm to replace it instead of suffering without. Even with the weird side effects, which will hopefully go away.]
It was at a bar, so yeah... Yeah. [He hums, and really Leo should also remind him he's still wearing his humansona soon.] Sure, I can do that.
To be honest, I kind of assumed I'd rebel and drink before you did. [He jokes, not that any of the turtles were that interested in it. They had other stuff to do.
He ignores the booze stink, herding his brother over to sit down on his bed.] Still in your disguse, nerd boy. You gonna keep wearing it?
[He is herded towards the bed, and he just kind of bonelessly flops onto it instead of sitting like a normal person would. No reaction to Leo's joke, as he owlishly looks at his twin mentioning the disguise.]
Okay, ouch. [Yeah, that did in fact hurt his feelings, but... he can't exactly argue.
He's done nothing useful here. First big set of missions and he maims his brother. The guilt is an uncomfortable weight pulling him down. He laughs weakly.] It's okay though, I hate me too. So, we're even, yeah?
[ megumi sends a message with screenshots of this conversation attached; ]
i believe in standing up for my friends and staying true to my word. as a matter of principle, i intend to settle matters with this person in front of Revelation Room 2. if we're neighbors, i apologise for the disturbance; i'll do my best to keep things short. for non-revelation residents, i'm sending this as a heads-up in case this causes trouble for all of us.
if you're not this person, i would appreciate knowing the truth and i apologise for the disturbance. if you are this person, you're a pathetic, weak-spined coward shamelessly picking on kids who just want a safe place to live in. have a good day.
Action, the night of that bar party
And it's that lack of direction that finds him entering a room that is not his, but thankfully is his twin's. Also he hasn't taken off his cloak once he got on base, but he does dead eye stare at the room (and possibly Leo as well) before saying anything.]
... dammit this isn't my room.
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Leo is half asleep when Donnie lets himself in. He grumbles as he sits up in his bed and squints at his twin.]
...Your sense of direction is kind of tanked, huh.
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[He almost moves to joins Leo, but he just stands there and wobbles in place instead as he squints up at the ceiling.
It's probably a good thing he's not closer to his brother, because Leo would be able to smell the booze on Donnie.]
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Then he's hit by the smell. He recoils, half ducking into his shell at the booze stink wafting off his twin.]
Why do you stink?
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[He wasn't even forced to go like the other parties he's been to since he's been here!
He tries to gesture with his left arm, but it twitches awkwardly and he just barely misses hitting Leo with it. Which gets a frown out of Donnie.]
Mm, it keeps doing that. [And he's going to hit his left arm, which is probably not a good idea.]
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And you drank, okay. [He can guess from the smell and the way his brother is talking.] How about you chill here with me for a while?
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It was at a bar, so yeah... Yeah. [He hums, and really Leo should also remind him he's still wearing his humansona soon.] Sure, I can do that.
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He ignores the booze stink, herding his brother over to sit down on his bed.] Still in your disguse, nerd boy. You gonna keep wearing it?
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Oh, oh yeah... Lemme just...
[And after a minute or so, back to turtle.]
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I think you should probably stay over for the night, Dee.
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... Which looking at it somehow just pisses him off, as he frowns.]
... I hate you.
[The words just come out.]
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He's done nothing useful here. First big set of missions and he maims his brother. The guilt is an uncomfortable weight pulling him down. He laughs weakly.] It's okay though, I hate me too. So, we're even, yeah?
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Because, because you think you don't matter.
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What-? Where are you getting that from?
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[And he is going to try to stand up, which is not going to go well at all.]
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Look, I was trying to- find a way to just save everyone, alright?
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[He's up in his feet, and he is wobbly from being drunk.]
And and... maybe you wouldn't have had to think that way if I was actually fucking capable of protecting myself and Mikey!
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cw: emeto
why are these two vomiting so much, oh my god
heartfelt moment? NO, PUKE TIME.
THE KINGS OF HORF
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@kon, text.
i believe in standing up for my friends and staying true to my word. as a matter of principle, i intend to settle matters with this person in front of Revelation Room 2. if we're neighbors, i apologise for the disturbance; i'll do my best to keep things short. for non-revelation residents, i'm sending this as a heads-up in case this causes trouble for all of us.
if you're not this person, i would appreciate knowing the truth and i apologise for the disturbance. if you are this person, you're a pathetic, weak-spined coward shamelessly picking on kids who just want a safe place to live in. have a good day.
@Neon Leon
saladspace.]oh ok?
Good luck beating their butt. Maybe give them a purple nurple, i hear those hurt.
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what's a purple nurple?
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Grab and twist a nipple between two fingers really hard. No one expects that.
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and that is genuinely weird, i think. i'll keep this tactic in mind.
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You're welcome. Just remember, you never heard it from me.
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