Stuck on his stupid level. I HATE jumping. I get so frustrated I have to stop playing for a day before going back. Not to mention I hate fighting with him.
Beginning a notebook to keep track of what TMNT cartoon seasons, movies, comics, and books I have along with what figures and other merch the boys have. I had to do something, I keep buying duplicates!!!
I’m thinking of beginning to roleplay. I’d like to start one, TMNT based but I’d like to do a mash up with another fandom or a different AU.
I will of course be setting up a different blog for this.
If you are interested message me!
"You know what you need?"
Wincing, April looked up at Mikey. The bump on her head had gone down significantly overnight, but it had left a dull ache behind, along with a wealth of bruising. Bruising that matched his, truth be told.
"I dunno," she said. "What?"
"Chicken soup!" He grabbed her arm — the one that wasn’t mottled with dark bruising from the attacker she hadn’t even seen — and started dragging her toward the stairs.
"What—Mikey—whoa!" She stumbled after him, struggling to keep her balance. Not that she actually thought he’d let her fall. He’d been almost overwhelmingly attentive since they’d found her in the alley. "I’d love to oblige, but you know Donnie’s grounded me on account of possible head trauma."
"Pssh, we’re not going topside, sis. We’re gonna make it!" He grinned over his shoulder at her. "Nothin’ cures what ails ya like homemade chicken soup!"
April raised a brow, then stopped, because it hurt. “It’s not gonna have pizza in it, is it?”