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RP blog for 2k12 Donatello. Please read the guidelines!

[techstuffed]

One of my students pulled this off today.

[int--elligence]

What.

[humanitysxsins]

                                             SIBLING CODE

I’m allowed to pick on my sibling, but if you so much as look at them                                  wrong, I will unscrew your freaking head. 

                                                Fight me bitch.

[int--elligence]

Hamato Donatello, I'm afraid I'm going to have to press charges against you for breaking the brocode. You're being accused of law breaking, lying about the brocode going to New Zealand, and saying I'm a bad cook. If you want to get out of it then you can hand over your laptop, title of Resident Genius, and any money you have. You've got six hours before I start hacking into more than just eBay.

Bring it on, Seb! And it’s not like you’ve never broken the Bro Code. I vaguely remember you handing my laptop over to April before changing my background to something neutral.

Also, I know where you sleep. And you don’t want me telling Raph who really snuck into his room and stole his magazines, do you?

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

I HEARD OF CRAZY PASSWORDS BUT THAT ONE JUST WON IT ALL

I know right?

I was going to do something else, but he would’ve figured it out too fast. I hope he doesn’t get revenge on me; I don’t have a way to hack myself out of that.

[larytello]

One way or another, that was literally a genius move, dude. I applaud you. I don’t think anyone would ever think of that omg

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

“I always knew I was a genius.”

[int--elligence]

A genius indeed. Incredibly humble, too. Or did he already mention that?

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

At least I know how to hack my older brother’s computer and put in a password that will actually take some time to figure out.

[int--elligence]

At least I know how to make toast without catching my crutches on fire!

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

Wow…wow that was stone cold just like YOUR HEART.

What ever happened to the brocode we made as kids??

[int--elligence]

The brocode took an unexpected vacation to New Zealand, won’t be back for about six hours...

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

I HEARD OF CRAZY PASSWORDS BUT THAT ONE JUST WON IT ALL

I know right?

I was going to do something else, but he would’ve figured it out too fast. I hope he doesn’t get revenge on me; I don’t have a way to hack myself out of that.

[larytello]

One way or another, that was literally a genius move, dude. I applaud you. I don’t think anyone would ever think of that omg

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

“I always knew I was a genius.”

[int--elligence]

A genius indeed. Incredibly humble, too. Or did he already mention that?

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

At least I know how to hack my older brother’s computer and put in a password that will actually take some time to figure out.

[int--elligence]

At least I know how to make toast without catching my crutches on fire!

[kraangprincess]

6 gifs of Donatello per episode {x}

Episode 9: “The Gauntlet″

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

I HEARD OF CRAZY PASSWORDS BUT THAT ONE JUST WON IT ALL

I know right?

I was going to do something else, but he would’ve figured it out too fast. I hope he doesn’t get revenge on me; I don’t have a way to hack myself out of that.

[larytello]

One way or another, that was literally a genius move, dude. I applaud you. I don’t think anyone would ever think of that omg

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

“I always knew I was a genius.”

[int--elligence]

A genius indeed. Incredibly humble, too. Or did he already mention that?

[int--elligence]

BOLD ANY FEARS WHICH APPLY TO YOUR MUSE. ITALICIZE WHAT MAKES THEM UNCOMFORTABLE.

Darkness. fire. open water. deep water. forests. fog. thunder. lightning. tornadoes. tidal waves. being alone. crowded spaces. confined spaces. change. lack of change. failure. war. loss of control. powerlessness. prison. blood. drowning. suffocation. public speaking. natural animals. the supernatural. heights. death. dying. killing. intimacy. rejection. abandonment. loss. the unknown. the future. not being good enough. scary stories. scary movies. clowns. disappointment. speaking to new people. poverty. loud noises. being touched. sex. being used. being deceived. being purposely harmed. illness. physical pain. not being smart enough. insanity. people who aren’t in control of themselves. doing something embarrassing. breaking things. hurting others accidentally. saying/doing something deeply offensive. being thought of as boring. being thought of as annoying. gossip. being ignored. technology. lack of technology. loss of morals. too high of morals. compromising your morals. being yelled at.

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

So, uh, I have a favor to ask ya, can you hold this for me for a little bit? *hands the reptile an oddly-shaped necklace, dark grey in color with an emerald and two smoky-Quartz set in it* Thanks, you're a real pal! *runs away and vanishes*

Ooh shiny! How much would this sell for on Ebay?

I could buy some new crutches with this.

[int--elligence]

What was that about eBay? You aren’t planning to use my account to buy industrial bags of Cheetos again, right? Last time you hacked my password, it took a week to break into my account again, and I had to hack into eBay servers…

Oh, is that a pendant? Ya know, people used to think that emeralds had healing powers and the ability to give their holder psychic abilities. Weird, huh?

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

Who knew ‘donnie’snevergoingtofigureoutthispasswordbecausei’mgoingtoputinthefirst11digitsofpi’ followed by 3.14159265359 would be such a great password?

I’m not sure what it is, but if I can get some superpowers then maybe I should keep it. I could benefit from healing powers. Sorry D, I guess you’re not getting those copolymers.

[int--elligence]

Do you have any idea how hard it is to crack a 96 character password? The average graphing calculator wouldn’t be able to count high enough to estimate the number of days it would take. The probability of me guessing it at random is 1 in 1.55 x 10^231. I was supposed to order medical supplies in that time!

Oh, just wear it yourself. I don’t want to give somebody the chance to choke me to death with it. And by “somebody”, I mean Raph.

[br-archived-cedvigilante-deacti]

So, uh, I have a favor to ask ya, can you hold this for me for a little bit? *hands the reptile an oddly-shaped necklace, dark grey in color with an emerald and two smoky-Quartz set in it* Thanks, you're a real pal! *runs away and vanishes*

Ooh shiny! How much would this sell for on Ebay?

I could buy some new crutches with this.

[int--elligence]

What was that about eBay? You aren’t planning to use my account to buy industrial bags of Cheetos again, right? Last time you hacked my password, it took a week to break into my account again, and I had to hack into eBay servers...

Oh, is that a pendant? Ya know, people used to think that emeralds had healing powers and the ability to give their holder psychic abilities. Weird, huh?

[middlekidsyndrcme-moved-blog]

“Why are you staring at me?”

“Well, I got three reasons for ya. One, you’re a lot bigger than most turtles I’ve seen. Two, you’re not under contract with Warner Bros., so I’ve never seen you before. Three, and I don’t know if you know this or not, but… you’re naked.”

[int--elligence]

Donnie holstered his bo staff at his back, coming to the conclusion that, whatever this being was, it didn’t seem intent on killing him. Actually, it kind of reminded him of a mixture of Raph and Mikey...

How long had he been standing here, anyway? He could have sworn he was just talking to his brothers, but they were gone now. And in their place was this odd little... Dog mutant? Shouldn’t he be more concerned about this? He shoved the thought away, growing indignant at the assertion that he was naked.

“I’m not just a turtle, I’m a mutant turtle. Second, who the heck are the Warner Bros? And I’m not naked...” Not entirely, anyway. Sure, he wasn’t wearing pants, but he could just as easily call this creature out for not having a shirt on.

He scrunched his eyes shut, trying to clear the cobwebs from his brain. “You don’t happen to know where we are, do you?” he asked, looking around. This was definitely not New York...

[memeattic]

Snarky RP-Starters

“Now is not the time.”

“You’re not being helpful.”

“And you couldn’t mention that any earlier?”

“The only skill you have is that you know how to be in the way.”

“I know exactly what I’m doing.”

“At least I’m capable of admitting I’m wrong.”

“And it didn’t occur to you it might be important?”

“Thanks, you’re helpful. And five minutes late!”

“Shut your mouth for once.”

“Is thinking too much asked?”

“You better fix that right now!”

“For once in your life, use that thing inside your head. The one called ‘brain.’”

“Great, you’re just what I needed.”

“Oh, and you’re so great yourself?”

“If you hadn’t come, I would’ve managed just fine.”

“I need you like I need a hole in the head.”

[therosielord]

In case you still don’t understand why it’s bad to write fiction with a disabled character who is magically “cured”:

Imagine this for a second: you’re a kid in a wheelchair.

It’s pretty isolating. You love reading, but every book you read has a hero who can walk. After a while, you start to get the message: only kids without disabilities are allowed to have adventures. Because of your condition, you’ll never be able to have a story worth reading.

Now imagine you discover a book about a kid in a wheelchair.

It’s fantastic. All of a sudden, there’s someone like you who gets to go on awesome adventures. Maybe your story actually is worth telling after all!

But then the hero gets their greatest wish granted: their legs are fixed and they rise from their wheelchair, healthy and strong.

And there you are, the reader, still stuck in your wheelchair.

Your legs will never be fixed.

You will never be granted that magical wish.

And the character who used to just be like you is now something you can never be. The writer has decided that their story is only worth telling if they end up magically abled.

But you will never end up magically abled. So what does this tell you?

Your story will never be worth telling.

Now do you understand?

[astrophagy]

siri, this is not what i meant when i asked for the function of a rubber duck.

[int--elligence]

((X))

“You know as well as I do that we would have lost that fight, Sebastian,” Donnie replied, his voice low.

Shutting his eyes, he tried to imagine anything but the scene he had just witnessed. Watching those jerks manhandle his brother like that made his blood boil with righteous fury, and for a second, he almost regretted surrendering. But no. Logic almost always won out over emotion with him, and this was the right choice, even if it wasn’t a good choice... They had no other options, and this was the lesser of two evils. At least, that’s what he hoped...

He tried to move his injured shoulder, adjust it so that it wasn’t hurting quite so bad. Whoever had tied his arms behind his shell was no amateur, though, and all he got from the effort was an extra stab of pain. He tightened his abdominal muscles as his shoulder continued to throb, forcing the air in and out of his lungs as slowly and evenly as he could.

The physical pain didn’t really compare to the mixture of embarrassment and guilt churning his stomach, though. They had taken his  little brother’s crutches away and let him slam into the ground, and he had allowed it, had even told them to do it. What sort of protective older brother was he?

“Seb, I’m sorry...” he whispered, staring down at the ruined leather of his knee-pads. “I’m so stupid...”

[angstmemes]

worried starters

trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )

“You haven’t slept for days, have you?” “Are you eating properly? You don’t look it.” “Why do you keep stumbling over your words? Just how tired are you?” “You need to think about yourself every once in a while.” “I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!” “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” “You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.” “Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” “How did you get these bruises? Please don’t lie to me.” “There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?” “You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?” “I can give you some pills to help you sleep. They aren’t healthy, but this is even less healthy.” “If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Go to bed, please!” “Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!” “I know you don’t want this, but it’s for your own good. Sign the papers so they can pick you up tomorrow and you can get clean.” “What the hell are you doing?! Did you do that to yourself?!” “When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” “Here, just keep breathing. It’ll be okay. Better out than in…” “This can’t go on like this! You’re not eating, you’re not sleeping, you barely talk!” “I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” “I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?” “I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do.” “Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”

[jkeeree]

Scraps of Stuffs.