Donatello "Donnie" Hamato (
soft_shelled) wrote2022-11-04 04:38 pm
Open RP/PSL/Overflow Post
What it says on the tin, an Open post to RP in/do PSLs in/ for overflow from memes.
Please keep in mind character is 14-16 years old.
Please keep in mind character is 14-16 years old.

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When they get to a corner and peek around it they see a man holding back a woman while four of his friends beat up who Roxy assumes is her husband.]
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He lets out an exhale of breath at the scene before them, as he presses a button on his tech bo and it extends to its full length before he lets go of Roxy's hand and uses both hands to hold onto the staff. Five against two, sure he can work with these odds.
They're only muggers after all, as he takes some more steps out towards them he'll speak up.]
Hey, you!
[So heroic, much bravery.]
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Let these two go or prepare to get your ass whupped!
[Okay so she doesn't have snazzy one liners but who cares.]
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It's just some kids. [Says one of the man beating thugs, who has decided to approach them now.
Which just makes Donnie tighten the grip he has on his staff, just waiting for him to get closer.]
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This of course is not going to go down well with the other guys, who have now stopped beating up on the poor husband to come after Donnie. The one holding the woman is still keeping back though, as the woman herself lets out a scream because holy crap this is not what one would expect to happen especially while getting mugged(?).]
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Back off you little bitch!
[Roxy wags a finger at him.]
Uh-uhn, now that's not very nice. [She says and makes a gesture with her hand, using her powers to rip the knife out of the guys hand. He blinks in surprise and then lets out a loud cry and crumples to the ground.]
That's the feeling of your testicles suddenly weighing 100 pounds, hurts doesn't it?
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Ha ha, this is way easier than I thou-- [He's cut off as the one he thought he grounded has gotten back up and hits him hard across the back of the head, sending him toppling forward onto the ground and within stomping range of the one he hit in the stomach. Which is what is happening, because why should Donnie have an easy time of it?]
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Donnie!
[She yells and rushes towards him, her idea is to knock over the one who is stomping him but it's hard to aim properly when you only have one eye and instead of hitting her target she overshoots and crashes into a pile of crates.]
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The hell, is this punk wearing something? [One of them says, as he's hauling Donnie up. The movement makes the hood on Donnie's hoodie fall back, which gets a scoff from the thug holding him.]
Brat's wearing a mask, must really think he's some kind of he-- [The words are cut off as Donnie takes his chance here and just headbutts the guy, which gets the guy to let go of him as the second one had been heading towards Roxy while thinking his buddy has got this handled.
Taking the moment to sort of gather his own senses, Donnie is just going to go after the second guy now and just tries to tackle him. Although it probably doesn't go well considering he's not the biggest turtle around.]
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He's really the only one left and she dashes over to deliver a swift kick to the guys face while Donnie semi holds him down.]
Stay down, asshole!
[She grumbles at him as he slumps to one side and she sighs, pushing her hair back and looking around to make sure that they are safe and all their opponents are out for the count. It looks like they won and she offers Donnie a hand.]
You okay?
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Donnie, meanwhile, is going to get up off the guy after Roxy's basically kicked him out, while taking her hand. He's got some sweet bruises on his face but his mask hides most of them as he lets out a sigh of his own, as he'll pull his hood back up.]
I've had worse. Good thing I always wear a battle shell.
[He winces a little because he is pretty sure the kicks have probably dented it a little, as he's going to let go of her hand and go gather up his tech bo. Can't be leaving that behind.]
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Yeah, that's good.
Urm.
You did really good by the way, like...your fighting.
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Oh, um. Thanks... I do better with my brothers around though.
[He's used to group fighting after all.]
You did really well too, actually!
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Thanks. I mean except for when I ran into that pile of crates....that was dumb but. Yeah. Thank you.
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[Just totally not caring about his own injuries after all.]
... And we should probably get out of here too.
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[She says even though really her knee is throbbing already.]
Yeah, guess we can just consider my boots lost and gone forever. Oh well.
I appreciate you coming out to look with me though.
[She looks at his face and then winces.]
Uh...you should probably get some ice on yer face soon. C'mon, grab onto my waist and I can fly us back to my place.
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[Let's put a positive spin on the whole thing, even if it means missing boots remain missing.
And yeah, his face is starting to swell up a little.]
Oh I can fly myself... [Or he would, but there is an unpleasant sound from his battle shell. Looks like he's unable to get it to go into flight mode, as he frowns.]
Or not.
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[She says with a smile because it does help to think that someone who needs them more than her has found them.]
It probably got banged up in the fight. I'm sure Mr. Lynch has some tools you can use to fix it back at our place.
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Okay well, let's go then.
[This is going to be awkward, but hey she said to hold onto her waist so he's going to do that unless she changes her mind.]
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She then speeds the little bubble towards the apartment building that Mr. Lynch owns, the sensation probably a little different compared to when Donnie flies on his own. It's eerily smooth and there's a feeling of being suspended in space.]
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Anyway, he'll keep a good hold on to her since he doesn't want to fall and hopes it's not too stressful for her to do this.]
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This way.
[She says, hoping to god she isn't blushing, and motions for him to follow her to a service elevator that scans her eye quickly before taking them down a few floors.]
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He'll nod at her words and just follow her wordlessly into the elevator, remaining quiet the whole ride down the few floors.]
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Helloooooooooo, guys? Anyone home?
[They are greeted with silence and Roxy shrugs.]
Guess they're all out, c'mon. Kitchen is this way.
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ooc: bwahaaa that icon!!
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