. . . You look like you're hiding something. [It's as blunt as blunt force trauma. She squints at him, head tilting. This wasn't usual Mikey behavior. This was like if his anxiety dial was cranked up so high, it broke off.]

Well....you look-- good. [BRUSHING OVER THAT SO FAST.] Uh, no. I think Donnie's out with April, Raph and Mona are on a date, and Leonardo's out with the rabbit. It's-- just me.

[It doesn't take long for her to turn to grab something from behind her, a handful of safety pins-- when she spots him. He looks-- so different, all of a sudden.] Woah! Uh-- heyyy, Mikey. What's-- with the get up? and-- you didn't have that much hair last time I saw ya....yesterday.

[She's in the main room, working on something. Sat in her boxers and tank top, she's quietly trying to plan each cut to make sure holes in pants aren't too wide, fishnet sleeves ripping in specific places... She hardly hears Mikey(?) enter.]

➷ 𝗬𝗼, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝙛𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗮 𝙛𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩!

[Finally got some clothes. She's sitting in a pair of boxers and a tank top as she modifies the things Mona got for her. . .]

➷ 𝗔𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗹𝗹 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

➷ 𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠, 𝗹𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧.

Scared the hell outta me, is what Raph did. . .

Spicy like pepper, one-two stepper! Fade back, motivated money go-getter! ☆literate mondo gecko, rottmnt au. ☆tmntrp / multiships with chem. ☆headcanon-based. ☆transfemme muse, transphobes dni. ☆n/sfw for dark themes + language, non-l*wd. ☆scribbled by shiloh/g. #rottmntrp // #tmntrp

[Sat in the lair with her hospital gown, playing anxiously with the fur on her arm. She hopes Mona will be back soon. . .]

. . . Who's the purple lady? She looks oddly familiar. Also like a corpse.

➷ 𝗦𝗲𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗜 𝙘𝙞𝙧𝙘𝙡𝙚 . . . 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙, 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨. 𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙢𝙖𝙯𝙚 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝙤𝙣.

Yeah... uhm. You good? You seem a bit... on edge. For obvious reasons, but like--

. . . He ran for the hills, man. Probably to get a new microwave.

I watched Raph put something with tinfoil in the microwave, and then panicked trying to find the fire extinguisher before it exploded. So... There's that.

➷ 𝗦𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆, 𝗜'𝗺 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚, '𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝟯𝟬𝟬𝟱, 𝗜 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝘄𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗱𝗼 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘂𝗽! 𝗡𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝙙𝙤, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜'𝗺 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝗜'𝗱 𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝙮𝙤𝙪!

(( breaking up the angst with the number 1 punk princess in the world... (WIP) also

(( i wish i could retaliate. but i angst'd myself out last night w/ jazzy, clenches fist ....

[Found a pen and a pad of paper. Working on a song. . .]

didn't mother warn you? now she's gonna mourn you.

[ Awkwardly inching towards @ohmigosh.bsky.social. Time to start a conversation. He feels the least like he'll bite her head off for stupid questions, that's why she's starting here.] Hey, uh-- Mikey, right? [Entering the lair's kitchen after saying that from the doorway.]

What, does he make meth or something? I dunno why that's my first instinct when someone says "lab", buuuut--

[Mondo bites into the mochi doughnut, craning her neck down a little to look at her older sister.] Four turtle men living down in the sewers. Wild, man. Feels like some stoner comic book. . . [A snicker, swallowing the bite.]

I didn't MEAN to transform into a fuzzy worm. It kinda just happened, okay? [There's a twinge of sadness beneath it, but Mondo is smiling regardless.]

How many of these guys are there, Mona? [Pulling a mochi doughnut out of the small plastic bag to inspect and sniff, make sure it's not old.]

. . . Fine, jeez. I'll be sayin' "told you so" if either of us get dirty looks from these guys. [Reaching far back into the fridge.] I also need to find some clothes. I've been stuck in this hospital gown and I feel naked.

[ Slow turn to Mona.] There's no way I'm gonna just take some of their "back of the fridge" good food without askin', Mona.

[Is paralyzed with indecision staring at all the food in the lair fridge. . .] (💧)

[Quietly snooping around her temporary housing in the lair, as sleeping all day didn't sound very good even on paper. Still stuck in her "hospital gown" from when she was entrapped in that lab, maybe these turtles had some spare clothes around here?]

I mean, of course I gotta eat sometime, so yeah, I promise. [Mondo follows, raking a claw through her new strange fur on her head. It kinda worked as a mohawk, so it was already pretty punk rock. Even though she hasn't seen herself in a mirror yet, she might be okay with this.]

((Mondo wip yes, worm on a string is the species type for her. but, please note that it has storied significance so don't make fun of me too hard for not making her a gecko. oh yeah also mondo is transfemme in my portrayal. misgender her on purpose and ill eat your bone marrow k thnx

When you'd get so startle-able? [Mondo counters, silly and playful, but you can tell she's still a little tired.] Uhm. . . I feel as if eating might not be a great idea right now, but-- maybe later. Water sounds really good, though. [Looking at the kitchen, seeing the piles of food.] Yeesh..

. . . What's got your eyes all mean and squinchy? [She'd croak, clearing her throat and trying to get the nastiness from her throat, coughing awkwardly into a fist.]

[Up and attem, Mondo. She unfurls herself from the mattress, doing some cat-esque stretches, still a little unfamiliar with her new body. . .hobbles over to her sister, now seeing her in the light, she faired much better in mutation than Mondo...]

[Yawn. . . tiredly pulling the blanket over her whole body on the air mattress...]

[Extending a hand to Raph.] S'up. [She's a lil taller than Raph now, neck a few inches above his head.]

I mean, I'll take your word for it. [Is pulled through the beams, and eyes scan the area pretty quickly.] Woah, this place is dope.

I almost can't. You were such a goober before all this. I can't imagine you dodging anything but the Magic the Gathering draft. [A giggle, as she perks up and sees the light of the tunnel coming. . . Maybe the downs of life are about to ease up?]

Cool. Guess that's another thing to deal with an' process. . . [A sigh, but the two start walking, idly chatting. Mondo seems to feel better mentally than she was at least an hour ago.]

No, no, I'm fine. I just-- Girl, Rest in peace to your ANKLES, what the fuck was that!? [Shocked laughter escapes, as Mona lands.] Lead the way, I'll do what I can to keep up.

. . . Yeah, think so. Lemme-- [She crouches, and slinks down the manhole, much like a worm on a string following a path would. Grabbing the ladder, she takes her time down each rung. She gives a thumbs up at the bottom.]

. . . Sounds legit. [Mondo is a lil sassy, as her brain processes everything, fixing her hair with a spare hand as she helps Mona help her with her steps. . . boy, this body is weird. Furry, scaly...] [Staring at the manhole cover.]

temp pinned yippieeee personal portrayal of mikey from rottmnt! icon art by thekeineryn! will set up proper tmrw or maybe tonight we'll see y'all

. . . First off, sewers, huh? Ehh, it can't smell worse than Aaron's room. Our brother literally cannot clean to save his life. [A chuckle, before it's snuffed out by the sound of shock.] You found a boyfriend? In the sewers? Wow, what kind of cryptid is he?

[Mondo nods, swallowing any thoughts or opinions she had on that matter, before nodding.] Lemme just-- regain feelin' in my legs. [She'd stand, picking Mona up with her, legs wobble, but she manages to stand and takes a few practice steps in place.] Okay... where do you-- have in mind?

[The widening of teary eyes gets way worse, and poor Mondo.. laughs. She laughs, and she hugs her sister, stifling giggles of relief and joy into her sister's sternum. The laughter and pure euphoria in her whimpers were all the words she needed.]

(( you know its about to be a tearjerker when jazzy goes "Now watch this drive" in discord dms during an angsty rp.))

[A soft nod.] I'm goin' with girl, and they didn't really-- appreciate me "taking the sanctity of my birthname and gender" and "throwing it into a burning dumpster fire". So, I left. The "blood draw" place promised some cash for the participants, so-- to pay rent, I-- [Blinking tears away.]