glassesandgoggles said:
more like hella cute bruh
yes
and lame

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glassesandgoggles said:
more like hella cute bruh
yes
and lame
Illogical
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Leo hasn't seen Don in weeks. The most he could count as literal interaction was between the few, insignificant seconds of asking him to join him and their brothers for some sideline training or their daily patrolling of the city. It had gotten to the point that it was already usual to have the team in threes since he always had some kind of excuse to keep himself from joining them.
He wasn't sure what his excuse would be next, but knowing Don, he probably has a whole book of them just waiting to be used.
"Donatello!" His voice echoed through the sewers. This time, he wasn't taking 'no' (or anything else like it) for an answer. His eyes scanned the lair. Apparently, he was nowhere to be found. Unless he had overlooked the lab a moment ago.
He sighs heavily and rubs the back of his head. Was his next course of action to hide from him this time? "What is this guy up to now..." Fighting back a groan, he resumes his search as his patience grew thinner by the second. Raph and Mikey had already left, but Leo was torn between feeling thankful or regretful for deciding to return and get Don to join them for once.
It just wasn't fair to the other two. And Leo could hardly complain about initiating training sessions of his own. While they strained and sweat, and pushed themselves to the limit, he was probably just back at home, making himself comfortable. Of course, that was just his nerves talking. Leo often found the good in what this genius did while they were off.
Perhaps he might have just needed more time to work on their assault van. Or was experimenting on something he picked up from April on Eric Sacks. Or maybe he had to do some maintenance checks. For Leo, the possibilities were endless.
...But none of them enough for him to consistently skip training.
I got eight followers since I made the blog last night.
Three of them are turtles.
I only have a rp going with one of them.
This needs to be fixed.
glassesandgoggles found you
"I don't normally say this, but...I must be seeing things," Mikey breathed, staring at the large turtle. Was he dreaming? He attempted to subtly pinch his leg to make sure he was awake. When nothing changed, his eyes widened. "You're really a turtle!"
It was a weird place to have a photoshoot: in the old subway tunnels beneath the city. Cold, dark, and abandoned, the swarm of photographers and models was so out of place. But artists were picky and strange. They thought the rubble and grunge would make a good contrast for a series of designer gowns, and it was exactly the gig Jasmine's manager would jump on.
Dressed in a beautiful fit-and-flare, Jasmine really couldn't complain. They arrived in the afternoon, it was a decent temperature so she didn't mind all the fabric, and the dress was actually comfortable. Still, in this sort of darkness, she couldn't help but feel uneasy. She kept hearing noises, like rubble shifting, or a footstep off from the main cluster of people. Despite everything she knew from watching horror movies, she stepped away from her group to investigate.
"Is anyone there?"
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//thAT’S BECAUSE I’M THE ONLY REV!RAPH YOU LITTLE —