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[ratdrag-blog]

mutantunit replied to your post: first impression: good ken... v nice... heart eyes...

im sendin a copyright strike as we speak

[mutantgangland]

She was supposed to be focused. Completely intent upon her mission. But more and more lately, there were... other parties at play whenever she dropped in to bust some heads. Specifically, four mutants.

They hadn’t gotten in her way, but they weren’t exactly helpful, either. And it was making searching for the information she wanted much harder than it should have been. Well... tonight, she was going to get some answers. They were with her or against her. Right?

Waiting until they were a bit more spread out, mostly to prevent getting rushed before she could get them to talk to her, Miwa - “Karai” - stepped to the ledge of the building where she stood, her mask down over her face.

“Hey! You down there! Who are you? And what do you think you’re doing?”

@mutantunit

[piizzakiing-blog]

@mutantunit liked x for a human starter!

           “my dad’s gunna kill me..” he forgot his nunchucks at school in his locker and the place was completely locked up for the night. he could probably get in through a window--but he wasn’t a delinquent. he should have been more smart about bringing something else in to show his classmates.

[an-ale-of-a-tale]

humble & god !!

From: “DAMN.” Questions for Muses. | Accepting

HUMBLE. -How does your muse handle praise?

(( Related to this, he seems to take it in a humble fashion, but sadly, it just fuels his pride instead. ))

GOD. -Does your muse believe in a god? If so, describe it.

(( He’s seen the Calamity with his own two eyes, so he very much believes in gods. Also, he kind of lives with one, so that’s a thing. ))

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[jkuin]

@mutantunit | starter for you!!

There was quite a bit left to be desired when it came to her ship. Quite frankly, it was a piece of junk. It groaned as it flew through space, and every time she stepped anywhere, the metal groaned underneath her feet, which definitely made her nervous but she brushed it off.

That’s what you get for leaving the Prime Magistrate’s Warrior Squad. 

Jhanna wasn’t exactly sure if leaving was the best decision but she definitely wasn’t interested in watching who were supposed to be her instructors break the Warrior Code again and again. She was quite fond of it and hoped to base her whole life around it, and the Omatrans who were part of the Rebellion were following it more closely than the Prime Magistrate’s Warriors were. 

However, regardless of morals, Jhanna had been sent to Earth to train, in an old, rickety ship that she wasn’t exactly sure of how to drive yet. She could very well just kill herself on the ship and that wouldn’t do any good to anyone. Especially Jhanna. She continued to follow her orders, regardless of her doubts, because she knew that it would make her stronger in the long run.

She hit Earth’s atmosphere, and then things immediately went downhill.The ship began to rattle. Jhanna rushed to get into the Captian’s chair to try and slow down the ship so that it wouldn’t fall completely apart upon landing on the surface. She was completely helpless; the ship didn’t respond to any of her commands. An alarm sounded. Panicked, she pressed different buttons on the ship, not knowing what they did. A door in the back of the ship suddenly opened, and out flew a lot of her supplies. Jhanna tried to shut the door, but she couldn’t figure out how to on the control panel. The ship kept spiraling down to Earth’s surface. She would definitely die if she didn’t figure something out soon. Jhanna punched one final button, and finally, the ships parachutes, the absolute last resort popped out and slowed the fall. The only problem that it was much to late.

THUD!!

She had arrived, but she was definitely in pain. 

[ratdad-ninjutsumaster-archive]

Splinter talking with 2k18 Michelangelo:

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@mutantunit​  : X

“More than I’d like” Splinter said with a slight solemness, finishing his work by covering the stitches in a layer of ace bandages            “The bandaging is easy enough, just do a figure eight motion: instep to the back of foot, back of foot to the instep, like this...” With precise, smooth gestures the rat bound the injury and was ready to retrieve the scissors, snipping the bandage free and tying it off in a matter of seconds.

“Suturing on the other hand takes far more practice, but I’m sure your own sensei can show you that, and you can go over the method on the skin of a banana or an orange.”

     “To be perfectly honest, I’m surprised your father hasn’t shown you this before” Splinter admitted after a thoughtful pause as he finished his work on the injured ankle    “Medical training is as crucial to a ninja as any method of self-defense.”

[blueeyedleader-blog]

Rise of the End of the World

Closed starter for @mutantunit

⚔️ Leo wasn't someone who usually got up early. The days of intense training and waking up at the crack of dawn were long gone with the memories of his childhood. The mage couldn't remember much about his former master and father figure, Hamato Yoshi, except that the well liked sensei had shaped him into the powerful mutant he was today. He wondered what Yoshi would think of his pupil now, and the new master he was serving.

The rat kept going on and on about a second turtle, the magic that they shared, and the evil that would tear the world apart if something were to ever happen to this...Michael guy. So he-- more so to shut the old man up, had agreed to fetch the other mage and bring him here where he could stay safely with Leo. And then they would worry about the fate of the world...but that step was for later. Right now the only thing Leo could focus on right now was finding the right place where he was supposed to pick Michael up. Only it wasn't easy when the signs on the road were marked with Japanese.

"Tachiiri kinshi...does that say bus stop?" The cloaked turtle sat down his ōdachi blade and ran a gloved hand over his exhausted face. Fourteen miles through the countryside and not a single glimpse of civilization!

"What am I supposed to do now?"