#steampunk turtles

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You can thank @tiramisu-art and @oliviamakesanart for getting me onto the Steampunk TMNT train 

We’ve kinda decided April would be a reporter, and Sunita her upper-class friend 

I tried to keep their color schemes from the show, while still having that steampunk-y feel 

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toot toot another car on the Steampunk Turtles AU train

Mikey’s been in Donnie’s lab for all of 3 minutes and he’s already stealing his stuff

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Fan fic troubles

Trying to give April's mother a first name. She only is in the prologue, but I'm having trouble deciding on a period correct Victorian name that doesn't sound off. I've been working with Mrs. O'Neil as a place holder.

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Steampunk Turtles (Finally)

I had to do some ironing out of the origin story, some adjusting from being too Leviathan Trilogy (much more Dieselpunk), and then the power outage last night.

The wind whipped along the deck, blowing strands of April’s hair across her face.  She had wanted to crop it short, to keep this very thing from happening.  But Leonardo had asked her not to.  They may end up needing a presentable human aboard at some point. Short hair on a woman would be even more controversial than the trousers she wore, hence the trunk of frills in the hold.

She wore third hand trousers, patched in many places and worn in some odd ones.  They had belonged to Michelangelo when he was smaller as was the shirt she wore and the jacket that was tied to her waist.

April shoved the strands from her face as she began to climb, resolving to purchase a cap the next time they put down for supplies.  She snapped her safety harness to the ropes along the balloon.  She and Mikey were the only two tiny enough to climb the rigging and not change the balance of the ship at full speed.

When she reached the small basket atop the mottled green surface, Mikey greeted her as if they hadn’t switched shifts four hours before.

“Hullo April!” He said, cheerfully, giving her a warm hug. Only Mikey would be able to be cheerful in the midst of the dismal conditions of running an airship with minimal crew.

She gave him a weary smile and shoved her hair out of her face again.

“Ooh! Here,” he said, yanking his flight helmet off his head and handing it to her. “You can use this while you’re up here, until we stop again,”

She pulled it on and tucked the loose strands of hair back into it. It was a bit big, but it was warm and kept her hair from whipping across her face.  She pulled her jacket on and buttoned it all the way up.  It had been warm work, climbing up, but standing still on the even more open top of the balloon the wind was harsher.  The sun was slowing sinking promising a cold night ahead. 

April slid the flight goggles over her eyes and switched the lenses to the clear ones.

“We’re running dark again tonight,” she told Mikey as he handed her the binoculars.  Or they were supposed to be binoculars.  Donatello had added a plethora of other gadgets to them that she and Mikey were just now beginning to figure out.

“I think the lever on the bottom switches it to night vision,” Mikey shrugged.  “I tried it earlier, in daylight you can’t see nothin, just a bright blur,”

April nodded. “Thank you.  Get some rest,”

Mikey sighed, “Yeah, maybe Leo will let us stop tomorrow.  We haven’t sighted anyone for two days.”

April shook her head, “Not the way he was talking earlier,”

Mikey visibly wilted, the first he actually showed the effect lack of a proper night’s sleep was having on him.

“And you may want to avoid Raph, he’s being especially pugnacious,” she added.

Mikey groaned and swung himself over the side of the basket. He paused before climbing down. “Stay safe,” he said.

“Always,” she answered with a nod.  She watched as he descended over the curve, and then turned her attention to the horizon.

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Sorry, there is no way I'm going to be able to finish of my first piece of Steampunk Turtles tonight.  I promised Iceedoodle to go to the Comic Book Store tomorrow to get the new issues and we will have to go close to opening so I can get his school work done before work tomorrow night.  

Really upset, as it's mostly done.  I just want to swap a few more words, change some stuff further away from the Leviathan Trilogy, and polish it a bit before I post it.  However, I MUST sleep.

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Steampunk (ish) Fic

Hopefully I will get the first drabble/scene/whatever you wish to call it done tonight.  I've been trying not to make it too "Leviathan" (more dieselpunk).  Also getting caught up with watching marathons of TV shows while checking the value of MTG cards I'm getting rid of keeps distracting me.

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Now contacting all of my Steampunk resources to compile a dictionary/thesaurus of words for our lovely techy turtle.