SUBJECT B.

@tubeturtle.bsky.social

(work in progress rp account for a ROTTMNT OC)

[The small terrapin seems a little... slow. The way it clomped on its feet backwards a little bit to give a bit of a berth between the incoming force would give you that impression. But do not be fooled. Subject B waited, as the alarms barely dissuaded the young one to even blink.] ++

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[It seems the wind's suggestion does reach the little turtle, who tries to listen the best they can. . . Using their time to relax for once. Never had time to relax in the old timeline...]

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[Chirring stops, hearing the voice on the wind. Though a little hard of hearing due to some problems in the tube they were made in, it was almost as if they were attuned to the world, rather than the creatures on it. Eyes cast down to the USB tied around their neck on a ratty cord. They must ++

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[The honestly pretty dirty cloak is removed, as the breeze billows past them with a gentleness that they haven't felt in a long time. Their original timeline wasn't exactly a peaceful one, so this was new and novel, to feel safe. The tube-born turtle basks in the sun, a soft chirr escaping.]

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[ Yeah. The child finally rests their tired feet by plopping down, legs criss-crossed. Shyly, they remove their hood and reveal their rather dark green flesh. A metallic hand grasps into the grass, gentle.]

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[During Subject B's search, they come across the spirit, the USB plug around the turtle's neck jangles against plastron as they come to a stop nearby. The sun was really nice, something that was usually clouded over in their timeline. . . Yet the cloak stays on and up.]

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[After what felt like hours of scouring, an idea occurs to the mysterious figure. Why check the surface? There are too many humans around in the past for there to be mutants running around. . . Lifting up a manhole cover with relative ease, our mysterious protagonist disappears down into the ++

[It appears to be a pre-teen. About twelve years or so. As they regain their footing to skid on the pavement, their cloak flutters and you see tell tale signs of *another* goddamn turtle.] . . . Ow. [A very delayed reaction, as the portal closes quickly.]

ᯓ★ ┊ 𝗚𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗘𝗗 𝗟𝗜𝗟𝗬. ᝰ@balladofmonalisa.bsky.social · 2y ago

– ? ! [ Well – , there goes her totally normal plans. Jumping in surprise, she turns to the figure with wide eyes, clutching a bag tight to her chest. ] . . ( Oooooh, this is totally out of my paygrade, )