Count me in!

Hello! Salutations! Ahoy! I am Estella Wauters--spelled with an "A" and a "U", mind. I am a freelancing investigator, specializing in all things weird, strange, and unusual! I just have a few questions... #invxstigator

[invxstigator]

"Look, I'm not about to leave until I find more information on this."

[invxstigator]

"Slow down for a second, I'm still writing..."

[invxstigator]

“Let’s go on an adventure!                       After all, I’m a bona fide                                                          invxstigator!”

[invxstigator]

"Come onnnn, please, I'm trying, just--just give me one more we--"

Shit, her client just hung up. Three days until the article was due and she was getting zero leads on the Sacks Incident--and her client was tired of waiting. That was fine, though, she was investigating the event on her own prior to her client contacting her.

Still, Estella did feel a bit guilty for not finding more before the date. She'd have to cobble together something for the article if she wanted to get paid...

[invxstigator]

"I'm not crazy.              Whoever told you that is a liar,                                           and not a very good one."

Estella Wauters | Original Character | TMNT 2014-based (post-movie) Independent | Selective | Multiship | Sideblog to shellshockerraphael 9+ years writing | 3+ RPing | 1+ year on Tumblr Mun/muse are 21+ | NSFW content may be present | Will not smut with minors

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[invxstigator]

Half-pondering redoing Estella's promo tbh. Not doing many favors with that green tint.

And I need to get my ass on her again. Like with all my OCs jfc.

[invxstigator]

"...and that is why I've come to you."

[invxstigator]

"Wauters! Estella Wauters. With a 'U'. Yes. That's me."

[invxstigator]

"O-oh. Oh my.                           ...what are you?"

[theorangereporter]

April stared at the other. She sucked a lot on the news that was on TV, because she didn’t have to watch to know that all are true. Because April lived those moments. Although she don’t know what she was really doing there, something in that woman interested in April. Rather, something she said made April arch her eyebrows. "—Wait. Did you just said giant battle toads?” April asked very curious. And of course she’s curious, because she is a reporter looking for a good story to publish.

[invxstigator]

"Yes, I did, actually." Estella's voice held a hint of surprise at the other woman's words, and she half-wondered if perhaps this woman was interested in finding something interesting as well. It'd be fun to have a sidekick on the way to a good story, with the roles blatantly obvious--but she held herself to the relevant portion of the conversation. "An old man, probably sixty or sixty-five and drunker than a bar on a Friday night, had volunteered some details about his encounter..."

A finger trailed down the page of her notebook, reaching a line about it before she continued. "He said that, several nights ago, he heard some hooting and hollering from above, although one of them apparently dropped a skateboard into the alleyway he was at--his description of the events, not mine, you understand." She tapped a small doodle she'd drawn of the skateboard in question, one that looked like it had an engine and rockets attached to it. It was a very detailed description, funny, considering the guy was drunk off his rocker at that time too, but...

"One of them dropped down to grab the skateboard, and didn't even notice that the man was present." She pursed her lips, frowning. "The 'battle toad' as the man said, was ripped much more than the average man he'd ever seen, and yet held a light-hearted demeanor...? One especially striking detail was the presence of an orange mask..." Estella frowned and glanced over at the other woman, raising an eyebrow as she asked the $64,000 question.

"...why do you ask?"

[invxstigator]

date: 8/21/XX

subject: theorangereporter

status: opened

She was getting nowhere with this, and yet even as Estella scrawled more notes as she watched the news, she couldn't help but lean closer to the TV the cafe provided. The sound of action, of puzzlement and shock surrounding Sacks Industries was enough to attract her attention, and admittedly, she loved this sort of thing.

However, what she didn't like was not getting a good lead.

"No, that was a flub. No, that was a false lead. No, he was senile and drunk and of course he saw giant battle toads in the middle of the night, of course..." The sound of a pen scratching out some of her notes was soon accompanied by an exasperated sigh. "There has to be a good lead somewhere..."

[invxstigator]

date: 8/21/XX

subject: bushido-dualblades

status: opened

"Another dead end."

What more did she expect, really? Estella had been scouring the city for any evidence of a lead towards the kanji marks that had shown up when the vigilantes had arrived, and she'd thought she'd had something, but all she ended up finding was just some idiotic nonsense scribbled on an alley wall.

Sighing and putting away her notebook, she turned around and began to make her way back the way she came. "Maybe I'd find something better tomorrow..."

[invxstigator]

"Estella Wauters, paranormal investigator! Pleased to meet you!"

☂ Independent | Multiship | TMNT 2014/Bayverse | Original Character ☂ ☂ Post-movie | Universe has 2003/4kids TMNT series concepts ☂ ☂ Face claim: Tatiana Maslany as Cosima Niehaus ☂ ☂ Preferred: Semi-para | Para | Multi-para ☂  ☂ 8+ years writing experience | 2+ years RPing in general | 9 months on Tumblr ☂ ☂ Friendly to: AUs | Crossovers | Well-developed/well-written OCs ☂ ☂ Mun and muse 21+ years of age ☂ ☂ Mun is very knowledgeable in various generations of TMNT, loves turtles ☂ ☂ Sideblog to shellshockerraphael | thesparkofthestory ☂ ☂ Gives out para/icon greeters to mutuals ☂

"Come on!" ☂ "Let's play in the rain!" ☂ "Let the raindrops fall on you!"

[invxstigator]

date: 8/21/XX

subject: thebarainblue

status: opened

Midnight.

What in the world was she doing out at midnight? Estella kept asking herself that question every time cat dared to meow in the darkness, and she would often twirl on her foot, umbrella extended in front of her as if to fight, before she'd let out a sigh and continue her journey through the alleyways.

"G-go out at midnight, he said. Y-y-you'll find neat things, he said." She brushed some of her dreads out of her face with one hand as she kept a tight grip on her umbrella. "O-oh, that's what you get for talking to a bouncer, Estella, w-w-wonderful..."

That was the last time she'd listen to a former Purple Dragon. The very, very, very last time. Seriously.

Okay, so that's what she'd said the last time she'd done it. And the time before that. And the time before that. And all the other times, too.

She just wanted a story, okay?

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