Anyone ever just wakeup in the morning and think... “I’m really bored. gotta do something stupid!”?
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Anyone ever just wakeup in the morning and think... “I’m really bored. gotta do something stupid!”?
M’so bored right now… and hungry…
There’s a pizza oven in here though. Could be a thing
If only- 45+ hours a week along with heloing fundraise for a con really kills the tumblr time D:
☠ what if one day by off chance the line actually rings his face when he hears it the fall of it when it eventually goes back to voicemail the pain when it’s still full and unchecked or once the number gets completely disconnected hoW DARE YOU COME INTO MY HOUSE AND MAKE ME CRY
I miss doing stuff with this blog but I'm way too busy (good jobs are quite the time suck)... but s'okay cause I still stalk a lot.of you
#AprilWouldFuckATurtle
But she told like 5 people... they just didn't believe her
30 days- day 21
21.) What would your character’s cutie mark be?
Casey's special talent is hockey so of course his cutie mark would be relevant to hockey. A stick slapping a puck seems to fit the bill well enough.
30 days- day 20
20.) Does your character have any irrational fears?
The obvious answer here would be rats. But I like to think Casey has a bit of a fear (well more like apprehension) when it comes to speaking with "adults". To sum it all up he's got this idea that all adults look down on him and don't see him as an equal so he never bothers trying to relate to any adults, he couldn't even tell you the names of most of his longtime hockey teammates' parents.
30 days- day 19
19.) What’s your character’s preferred means of travel?
For now Casey's stuck with his bike and good ol' public transportation. Of course his dream car is a Mustang, or a Ferrari... maybe a 4-wheel drive pickup truck. He's not picky but he does have his heart set on something gas powered!
So I got like 2 and a half weeks of summer vacation left. Not that I totally don't care about summer Field Hockey and us winnin a few playoff games but... Kinda feel like I'm missin out on the real fun. totally down for skippin' out on a game to get some much needed face-time underground
"Like hell my nose is off! Yours probably got all rearranged cause a’ your smart-mouth." Or was his own nose actually that weird looking? Casey was unsure. "Ya’ can’t possibly be me you idiot because I’m me! I been me since I was born." Or was he really hm? What if he was actually the Kraang experiment sent by the Kraang to take out the real him because he was too much of a threat to them? What if after taking down himself his next pre-programmed mission was to take out April and the turtles? Perhaps he’d developed a conscious that the Kraang wern’t aware of- If this was the case then he’d have to stop himself before he did anything bad- or his other self would have to stop him? He growled in frustration as his own thoughts “This is really confusin’ and I don’t like bein’ all confused. If you’re me, then tell me somethin’ that only I would know!”
This argument was going nowhere fast, and truth be told, Casey was getting real tired of it- there was no way he was this irritating, and if he was, he made a mental note to try and work on that. No wonder April and Raph were always quick to punch him, because he really wanted to punch the others lights out right now.
Something only the real Casey Jones would know?
"…. Arnold." He seethed out of a clenched jaw.
For a moment Casey almost denied the name as if a teacher or coach had read it off of a roster by mistake. He sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth.
"This either makes ya actually another version a' me, a real good clone, or some kinda psycho stalker clone hybrid. Guess it would be pointless ta' ask how ya' teeth got all screwed up wouldn't it? Or how about that sick ass scar on your left foot?"
"Oops, did I do that?.. Oh well."
"Dude I spent like two hours spray painting that- Wait who- what are you?"
"Just spray paint? What do you mean by th-"
the teenager paused mid question to give the- she called herself a tortoise a once-over look.
"You’re a- no way that’s just confusing- you look more like some kinda alien-turtle hybrid to me Guess I oughta’ ask what kinda trouble you’re looking for though"
She smirked a bit down at the teenager, cracking her knuckles. “You ask a lot of questions short stack…I go for the slime on the street..someone’s got to clean it up around here.”
"Course I do." Casey eyed her suspiciously "S'kinda my thing to keep my streets clean and since I dunno you and all I gotta ask some basic junk to see if you're playin' for the wrong team or not."
"You look like you could use a hand."
"What I could use is a better soldering gun" The teen carried a box filled with various odds and ends "Was fixing up the tase-master and my piece a’ junk crapped out on me. Red said ya’d prolly have the hookup on that."
Casey hovered back over towards the turtle a devious smirk crossing his features as he chanced a glance back at the tube “but it’s just water then? Dude I’ll pay you five bucks if you drink it.”
Not waiting for any kind of answer on the matter he directed himself back to the task at hand. He pulled out a small razorblade and began stripping a bit of insulation from the tips of a wire after issuing his idiotic challenge.
"i guess you have to pay Mikey five bucks then" He smirked in Ceasys diraticon befor he startet working an the hookup, so that it would fit.
"Dude how do ya' manage ta get a hold of so much stuff anyway? April said something about junkyard runs but I can't ever find nothin' too great when I go lookin'." He'd dropped the bet subject and now had attention on a box of assorted scavenged items.
30 days- day 19
18.) Is your character a good cook? What’s their favorite recipe, whether they’re good or not? (Microwave mac-and-cheese applies.)
When it comes to "kitchen cooking" Casey is usually pretty lazy- he could cook quite well if he wanted to but he tends to default to the quick and easy. If a grill is involved he suddenly becomes superman. Granted his methods are quite odd and tend to be "rule breaking" he doesn't really follow any recipes he usually just throws whatever he feels like together and it tends to turn out quite well. His recent favorite is Apple slices grilled for 30 minutes hickory smoked. Just something he did on a whim one night.
30 days - day 17
17.) What’s your character’s desk/workspace look like? Are they neat or messy?
It really depends on the day. Usually Casey;s desk is a crowded mess of EVERYTHING but if he'd throwing himself into a new project (ie the early sketches of his vigilante getup) he like to have a clean workspace.