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Why you should vote for Prolonged Agony:

If you enjoy angst, you'll enjoy this.

Leo spends way too long in the Prison Dimension

Leo is feral, unpredictable, and has already blown up a building.

Leo is not against attacking hs own family, Donnie had bruises to prove this.

Mikey has acquired an unknown weapon had has suspicious intentions as to what he'll do with it.

The Hamato's have not stopped since the Krang invasion, they really need a break.

A big fight is coming up, they're going to need all the morale boost they can get!

On a more fluffy note: Donnie spends all his time in Leo's hoodies.

Way more angst is to come.

[What amazing rounds we've had so far! But..

next up, PROLONGED AGONY vs ADDAMS AU]

Prolonged Agony (@archetype-archives):

Mikey's first attempt to get Leo out of the Prison Dimension doesn't work. Throughout many attempts to free him they see Leo deteriorate until it becomes apparent that he is no longer the brother they knew.

Addams AU (@lackablazeical):

Big Mamma and Splinter raise the turtles, it's a darker version of Rise.

[Click image for better quality]

I drew feral Leo but was unsure about what to do with him so I thought I'd post him as is, with the added bonus of his brothers' reactions.

Below the cut I have expanded upon their feelings. There are spoilers if you haven't read up to the current chapter though.

Mikey:

He took one of Donnie's weapons with a clear goal in mind, though it is unknown what the weapon is and what he intends to do with it. He is serious though, he will not go easy on (Not) Leo.

Afterall he desperately wants Leo back but keeps jumping back and forth over whether or not the mutant turtle they pulled out of the Prison Dimension is really his brother or not.

Maybe Karai can help him answer that?

Raph:

Raph loves Leo so much and nothing will make him happier to get him home. But his family is getting hurt in the process. Leo seems more than reluctant to come home, and he's scared that Leo's now unpredictable and violent nature will get his family hurt or even worst... killed.

He knows it all the results of having been trapped alone with Krang Prime, but he has no idea how to help his brother come back from that.

Maybe going to the EPF will help him figure it out?

Donnie:

He will do anything to get his twin back. He doesn't care how much he gets hurt, but he will not risk hurting Leo more than he already is. He will keep trying to talk with his twin, offer help and support in anyway he can. He's not good with emotions, and is well aware that he's more likely going to mess it up than fix anything, but he will never stop trying.

However he is unsure whether or not being patient and understanding with Leo is helping.

Maybe Leo can help clear his resolve?

Prolonged Agony just hit 100,000 words!

This is the first time I've written something so long. I am so excited to see how long this fic is going to be by the time I finish it!

Thank you for all those who have read Prolonged Agony so far, without your support I don't think I would've gotten this far.

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Chapter 27 is up!

The timeline has also been updated.

Prolonged Agony Chapter 23!

I decided it was probably about time I worked out a proper timeline, for my own sanity more than anything, since some chapters overlap.

I will update the timeline as the story progresses to avoid spoilers for those who are following along with the fic.

The timeline is rough and might be edited in the future, but as I said, this is mostly to help me keep track of everything lol

Major spoilers below!

Timeline.

Part 1: Getting Leo home.

1st: Canon portal - Divergence starts.

2nd: Directly after first.

3rd: Night time a few hours later - Mikey opens portal alone

4th: Next day - Afternoon - Failed to open

5th: Next day - Afternoon - Leo fights back

Night time: Mikey has Nightmare.

6th: ^ Same night - Mikey and Donnie opne portal alone

Next day - Donnie and Mikey argue 

7th: Next day - Morning - open portal with April and Casey

8th: Directly afterwards - SUCCESS!

Total days = 5 days.

Part 2: Leo is home

Directly after getting Leo home: 

Mikey refuses to see Leo.

April sees Leo's injuries.

April and Mikey talk.

Raph cleans Leo.

Donnie and Casey amputate Leo's arm.

Late afternoon:

Donnie goes to bed and has a nightmare.

Raph takes Donnie to med-bay.

Raph joins Mikey, April and Casey in the kitchen.

Raph, Splinter, Casey and Donnie have lunch in med-bay.

Leo wakes up.

Leo attacks family and portals away.

Total time: Midday to Evening. 

Part 3: Search for Leo + TCRI

(Chapters overlap)

Directly after portaling away:

Late Evening:

Leo portals to TCRI roof.

Leo portals to New Jersey and sleeps all night.

Eight hours later, very early morning:

Family recovers after Leo's attack.

Mikey goes to Draxum.

Donnie wakes up.

Casey goes to meet Cass.

The family starts to plan to search for Leo.

At the same time:

Leo wakes up and basks in the sun.

Donnie and April go to Run of the Mill.

Raph and Splinter talk with Big Mama.

Casey and Cass search along the river.

Mikey and Draxum go to Repo Mantis.

At same time:

Leo portals to the TCRI building and sneaks inside for information.

Donnie and April go to Purple Dragons.

Mikey and Draxum fight Meat Sweats/returns to Repo

Casey and Cass run into Hypno.

Splinter and Big Mama work out a deal.

At the same time:

Leo sets the TCRI building to explode.

Donnie and April fly around.

Mikey texts Todd.

Casey and Cass chat after Hypno.

Splinter and Raph start to leave Big Mama's Hotel.

The TCRI building explodes.

At same time:

Donnie and April see Leo on the roof.

Casey notices an explosion.

Mikey and Draxum hear an explosion.

Splinter and Raph see the explosion.

Then: (in order)

Leo portals away. 

Donnie and April start to fall.

Protal opens to save D& A.

Raph catches D&A as they fall.

Mikey catched the building, slowing its down so that people could get away.

Raph carries Donnie home.

Mikey gets call from Raph

Casey and Cass arrive when things have calmed down.

Raph dropped Donnie off in med-bay

Raph calls Casey.

Total time: roughly 21 hours.

Part 4: Earth Protection Force

Sunset: (few hours after TCRI)

Leo passes out in the forest. 

Mikey leaves home on a journey alone to EPF.

Night: 

Mikey sleeps under the stars. 

Before sunrise next day:

Midday:

Mikey wakes up and continues journey. 

Late morning:

Leo wakes up and finds a pool of water.

Leo enters the EPF building. 

Leo is caught by Krang.

To be updated as I upload chapters

LET'S GO, RISE!

ROTTMNT MOVIE WON A GOLDEN REEL AWARD

LET'S KEEP IT TRENDING!!!!

Trying my hand at an rottmnt oc.

Meet Paolo-lou (Leo named him that. Paolo to keep with the renaissance artist theme and Lou after Splinter of course.)

I've actually started plotting out a fic that takes places years after the Krang invasion... I won't get into the plot much because I'm still figuring it all out (its in the bullet-point stage right now lol) but in this fic—not the main plot—Leo found a young turtle and took him in and raised him.

This fic is a long way from being written but I like playing with the ideas and such, and drawing Paolo-Lou was really fun (Lou for short). I've been playing with this idea for months now lol.

Keep rottmnt trending

THERE WAS GOING TO A 4TH AND 5TH SEASON???!!! 😭😭🥺

Give us Rottmnt back... please 😭😭

Prolonged Agony Chapter 23!

I decided it was probably about time I worked out a proper timeline, for my own sanity more than anything, since some chapters overlap.

I will update the timeline as the story progresses to avoid spoilers for those who are following along with the fic.

The timeline is rough and might be edited in the future, but as I said, this is mostly to help me keep track of everything lol

Major spoilers below!

Timeline.

Part 1: Getting Leo home.

1st: Canon portal - Divergence starts.

2nd: Directly after first.

3rd: Night time a few hours later - Mikey opens portal alone

4th: Next day - Afternoon - Failed to open

5th: Next day - Afternoon - Leo fights back

Night time: Mikey has Nightmare.

6th: ^ Same night - Mikey and Donnie opne portal alone

Next day - Donnie and Mikey argue 

7th: Next day - Morning - open portal with April and Casey

8th: Directly afterwards - SUCCESS!

Total days = 5 days.

Part 2: Leo is home

Directly after getting Leo home: 

Mikey refuses to see Leo.

April sees Leo's injuries.

April and Mikey talk.

Raph cleans Leo.

Donnie and Casey amputate Leo's arm.

Late afternoon:

Donnie goes to bed and has a nightmare.

Raph takes Donnie to med-bay.

Raph joins Mikey, April and Casey in the kitchen.

Raph, Splinter, Casey and Donnie have lunch in med-bay.

Leo wakes up.

Leo attacks family and portals away.

Total time: Midday to Evening. 

Part 3: Search for Leo + TCRI

(Chapters overlap)

Directly after portaling away:

Late Evening:

Leo portals to TCRI roof.

Leo portals to New Jersey and sleeps all night.

Eight hours later, very early morning:

Family recovers after Leo's attack.

Mikey goes to Draxum.

Donnie wakes up.

Casey goes to meet Cass.

The family starts to plan to search for Leo.

At the same time:

Leo wakes up and basks in the sun.

Donnie and April go to Run of the Mill.

Raph and Splinter talk with Big Mama.

Casey and Cass search along the river.

Mikey and Draxum go to Repo Mantis.

At same time:

Leo portals to the TCRI building and sneaks inside for information.

Donnie and April go to Purple Dragons.

Mikey and Draxum fight Meat Sweats/returns to Repo

Casey and Cass run into Hypno.

Splinter and Big Mama work out a deal.

At the same time:

Leo sets the TCRI building to explode.

Donnie and April fly around.

Mikey texts Todd.

Casey and Cass chat after Hypno.

Splinter and Raph start to leave Big Mama's Hotel.

The TCRI building explodes.

At same time:

Donnie and April see Leo on the roof.

Casey notices an explosion.

Mikey and Draxum hear an explosion.

Splinter and Raph see the explosion.

Then: (in order)

Leo portals away. 

Donnie and April start to fall.

Protal opens to save D& A.

Raph catches D&A as they fall.

Mikey catched the building, slowing its down so that people could get away.

Raph carries Donnie home.

Mikey gets call from Raph

Casey and Cass arrive when things have calmed down.

Raph dropped Donnie off in med-bay

Raph calls Casey.

Total time: roughly 21 hours.

Part 4: Earth Protection Force

Sunset: (few hours after TCRI)

Leo passes out in the forest. 

Mikey leaves home on a journey alone to EPF.

Night: 

Mikey sleeps under the stars. 

Before sunrise next day:

Midday:

Mikey wakes up and continues journey. 

Late morning:

Leo wakes up and finds a pool of water.

Leo enters the EPF building. 

Leo is caught by Krang.

To be updated as I upload chapters

Prolonged Agony

Chapter 20 uploaded

Happy New Year Everyone!

He slowly adapts to his new environment, re-familiarise himself with things he had long since forgotten

Prolonged Agony Cover Art

End of the movie… or at least it should've been.

The Krang successfully grabbed Leo's leg and pulled him back into the prison dimension. When, unable to keep it open, the portal closes. Locking him in the void with the most malicious creature he's ever met.

Now it's a race against time to bring Leo home. But with each attempt they see Leo deteriorate… and Mikey starts to question whether or not Leo should be allowed out of the prison dimension at all.

I was meant to release this the same day I publish Chapter 20 but I got excited and couldn't wait so here you go!

This took me forever to do. I knew I wanted to do some kind of cover art from my fic, but I had no idea where to start. Art isn't my strongest point, I'm better at writing lol, but I think I did a pretty good job with this.

The idea came when I looked through some offical TMNT comic covers and decided to redraw one of those. The cover I chose is from The Last Ronin. I just liked the layout and concept, so I redrew it to fit my fic.

Merry Christmas Everyone!

This is my attempt at some ROTTMNT Christmas art.

I didn't put much effort into it, I just wanted to draw something quickly. Somehow Donnie's head is a bit too big but oh well, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it'll do lol. Also, I grabbed the background from Google images lol.

Prolonged Agony

Chapter 18 uploaded

Click image for better quality!

I got bored and decided to play around with colours and stuff for a bit. It wasn't meant to go as far as to create villain versions of the turtle's... but here we are 😄

As far as the eyeliner/lashes goes... I accidently drew a line on Leo's eyes too long and it looked like it was drawing eyeliner on him... surprisingly it looked good so I kept it. Then, after a while, I decided why not give all of them fabulous eyeliner as well!! I went extra for Donnie lol.

Leo turned out the best in my opinion. He was the first one I did and I have have no idea how I made him look so good. I tried to replicate it on the others but somehow it didn't work as well... oh well... hehe

I might add in a background but for now this will do.

Spoilers for Prolonged Agony

Chapter 16!

Content Warning for horror under cut.

Forget-me-not

A ROTTMNT fic

Forget-me-not

One-shot

Leo had a garden.

He loved his garden.

And if anything were to happen to him, he knew his family would look after it for him.

So when he didn't make it out of the Prison Dimension alive his family adopted the garden as their own.

I finally finished it!

After weeks of writing what should've taken a few days, from something that was meant to be only be around 2-3 thousand words to now 10,000+, I am now proud to say IT IS DONE!

Of course I procrastinated by drawing art for it as well, but I enjoyed writing this peice.

The original idea is from @quill-the-android this post here! Thank you for letting me write this and sorry for taking so long!

ROTTMNT : SPIRITS WITH THE WEAPONS

Not like every other day.

Masterpost

Plot: It was a normal day for the four spirits when suddenly four turtles and one human changed everything.

Genre: Fluff, Attempts at Humor, Family-Bonding, Light Hearted, Original Characters, Canon Compliant 

Notes: this one is a bit meh, but it's been sitting around for a while so I decided to just publish it as it is. I'm working on other projects that are much more exciting, so all my time is put into that instead.

Standing tall on the outskirts of the Hidden City stood a tall menacing building filled with a mix of mechanical and organic parts. Pulsing vines, steaming pipes, ominous glowing lights. The home of a warrior-scientist yokai. Inside, amongst many, many rooms, is a large abandoned hall filled to the brim with new and old weapons of various kinds. Swords, axes, arrows, shields. The room pulsed with a vibrant energy of science and magic combined in a glorious concoction. And there, on a far wall, glowing brilliantly in hues of red, orange, blue and purple sat four weapons unlike the rest. An Odachi, Tonfas, Kusari-Fundo and a Halberd. Mystic power surged through the wood and metal, a buzz surrounding them, shivers of vibrations, and, if you leaned close enough, you might be able to hear voices.

The voices of four ancient spirits. 

"Rock. Paper—"

"We've got no hands, Fundi."

"Oh right, yeah…. Uh… I spy with my little—"

"No eyes either."

"But we can still see, Oda, so we can still play!" 

Oda—un-originally named after the Odachi he inhabits— sighed. One would think, after decades of being stuck on a wall in a long forgotten room with three other unusual spirits, he would've gotten used to Fundi's incessant need to be entertained. 

But no.

There was no getting used to this.

And he didn't want to get used to this either.

It was driving him mad.

"—Something beginning with 'A'!"

"Ax." Oda didn't hesitate to answer. 

"Damn."

Right, after decades of eye-spy, when they couldn't move past the wall they were strapped to, there were only so many things they could use to play the word game with … and only so many weapons starting with 'A'.

Oda sighed again.

"Okay, okay, me next." The red glowing Tonfas beside him chuckled, obviously trying to save Oda from another headache. "Hmmm…" The spirit inhabiting the Tonfas—aptly named Tonfa— hummed thoughtfully. "Ooh I've got it! I spy with my little eye something beginning with—huh?! Turtles?"

Fundi groaned. "Tonfa that isn't how you play—"

"No look." If he could've, he would've pointed at the pile of four humanoid-turtles stacked at the far end of the room having fallen from an old trapdoor tunnel. "Turtles?…and a human!" 

Oda quickly snapped to attention at the mention of a human. Yokai and such they were used to. The Baron that owned this building, and subsequently them, was a yokai. His henchmen and gargoyles were also yokai, so turtle yokais weren't anything new. A human however… that was new. 

"Oh, do you think they'll want to play eye-spy too?" Fundi beamed, a flicker of fire shivering down his chain in anticipation.

"Draxum says humans are vile, evil creatures." The normally quiet purple Halberd—Hal—muttered nervously, a trembling pulse vibrating around his spiked ball. "What if the human wants to hurt us?" 

"What if the human wants to use us for evil?" Tonfa added to Hal's already growing anxiety, a few particles of translucent squares formed around the Tonfas like nervous beads of sweat. 

"Humans aren't inherently evil." Oda said calmly. "But if she doesn't get out of here soon, she'll be the one in danger. You know how much the Baron hates humans."

Tonfa's fear subsided, turning into concern instead. "Oh no, the poor thing." He fussed. "We should do something."

"No." Oda said firmly.

"But what if the human—" Hal said in a small unsure voice.

"We cannot make ourselves known." Oda cut in with a tone of age-old wisdom. "We'll just keep an eye on them and hopefully they'll find a way out of here soon."

"I'm sure those turtle yokai will help her." Tonfa agreed.

Fundi lifted up the ball at the end of his chain, a puff of orange fire zipping around the spiked ring through the center, something he only did when he was agitated. "But just watching is booorrrrriiiinnnngggg!"

Oda sent a spark of blue electricity towards the Kusari-Fundo, effectively telling Fundi to stop; they couldn't risk being seen. Fundi lets the fire die, but not before huffing childishly at the Odachi-inhabiting spirit.  

Oda chose to ignore him and instead focus on the intruders. 

The turtles recovered quickly from the messy pile of limbs and were quick to explore the vast range of sharp and dangerous weapons around them.

"It's like if magic and science had a baby!" The one in a purple mask said as he marveled at the mad-scientist aesthetic.

They sound like children, Oda noted with an inward cringe. Children and weapons do not bode well. Where are these kids' parents!?

"These'll do." Another one of them exclaimed merrily while holding up a pair of nunchucks. Nunchucks weren't too bad, at least they weren't sharp. The turtle would soon throw them down once he realizes just how difficult they are to wield. A few bruises and bumps later and hopefully he'll never pick up a weapon again.

The blue one however…. He just had to pick up a pair of Katanas. He probably saw the shiny sharp blade and saw himself and some kind of ninja. This isn't a game, Oda wanted to yell. But alas he knew the turtles couldn't hear him. 

All four turtles and the human danced around the room, each picking weapons they found "cool" or whatnot. And here Oda thought Fundi was the biggest headache. No, these children beat the unruly spirit by a mile. They were reckless, overly-excitable, and completely unaware of the danger they were in by being in Baron Draxum's lab. 

But it just had to get worse before it could get better. 

Oda knew what the large red one was thinking when his eyes turned to the wall the spirits were strapped to. Like a moth drawn to a lamp, the bright light the spirits emitted had the big one's eyes sparkling with awe. A huge grin spread across his face revealing his singular spiked tooth. 

"Don't do it kid," Oda mumbled. "Ignore the urge. Just walk away."

"Oda…" Hal whispered. "I think the big one is looking at us."

"Don't do it kid, don't—"

"Hey yo, guys!" The red one called out loudly to the others, a mischievous smirk on his beak. Oda groaned. "How about we take the glow-y ones?" 

Hal inhaled anxiously next to him. "Oh no." 

Fundi giggled. "I don't know why you guys are so worried." He said with an air of mischief himself. "They seem fun!"

"Oh, dibs on the sword!" The blue one exclaimed, much to Oda's horror. 

"No! No "dibs" on the "sword", do you even know what type of sword I am?" Fundi laughed harder as Oda glowered angrily at the blue‐clad turtle reaching up to him with sparkling eyes "I am an Odachi! Not something a snot-nosed kid like you should lay a finger on— no, stop! Kid seriously, put me down. You'll only hurt yourself!" 

"Oh boy!" The blue one gleamed proudly.

"Too late." Fundi laughed as the smallest turtle grabbed with him an equally joyous laugh. 

"Hot soup!" The orange one yelled as he struck a pose.

"Hot soup?" Fundi laughed harder. "This kid is funny!"

"Boom!" The red one shouted as he took the Tonfas off the wall next and struck his own fierce pose. "Hahaha!"

"Please be careful, big guy." Tonfa didn't seem all that bothered by the turtle holding him up in the air like a trophy. In fact, much to Oda's dismay, the Tonfas spirit sounded like a proud older brother as the red turtle started shadow-boxing with him. 

He expected Fundi to be ignorant of the consequences of children wielding powerful music weapons. But for Tonfa to also take everything in his stride without doubts was surprising… and frustrating. 

Surely he could rely on Hal to be sensible. Hal was always sensible, but only because his overactive anxiety and nervousness got the better of him in pretty much every situation. 

Oda watched Hal carefully while trying to keep the young turtle from cutting himself as he swung the Odachi around like a stick. He gulped dryly as the human girl took the Halberd off the wall. Then, without a second thought, strode causally towards the final and less excitable purple turtle. 

Oda watched apprehensively as Hal started to panic, stuttering incoherently. 

"What about you, Donnie?" She swung the Halberd teasingly in front of the turtle. "Don't you want a glow-y weapon?" She asked as if said weapon was as harmless as an inflatable toy. 

"No, I'm good." Hal breathed a sigh of relief when the turtle quickly turned down the offer in favor of stroking his mechanical-advanced bo-staff like an overprotective parent. "I'll never let you go." The turtle whispered with a pout. 

The human girl shrugged it off, almost as if she expected such an answer and the Halberd went limp at her side. 

"Oh, thank goodness." Hal breathed out. 

At least one of them is sensible, Oda couldn't help but think as he caught a glimpse of the three other turtles playing ninja by themselves. 

Wait, Oda takes it back, this purple one isn't sensible… in fact he's just as clueless as the others as he ponders over a small purple mystic crystal. "This looks interesting, though." He says cheekily as he snatched the crystal and tucked it away, no doubt for later investigation.

"Doesn't he know how dangerous that thing can be!?" Oda mentally face-palmed. 

Suddenly they all gathered together and an air of eagerness buzzed around them. Then the red one raised an arm and loudly declared, "Let's go save the dog thingy!"

Oda sighed for the umpteenth time. "These kids are going to give me an aneurysm and kill me all over again."

~End~

Yooo, your Prolonged Agony fic is painful to my emotions! :0 It is good drama, tasty like a well made cake. But I gotta ask somethin'. Why don't the bros just, like, toss Leo stuff through the portals? Like, new wraps and what not?

I'm so glad your enjoying my fic! And thank you for asking, it is a really interesting question, my answer is going to be a bit long I'm afraid.

To answer your question: I think the boys are far too desperate about getting Leo back to even think about anything else. For one, they forgot to tell April and Casey about their attempts to save Leo; they could've gone to Draxum for help—this is something Mikey especially could've done. And they also could've actually tried to go in themselves to reach him that way.

These are all things I deliberately missed out because I think when you're scared, in pain and still healing yourself, and feel you have only one tiny hint of hope of getting someone you love back, all you do is focus on that one thing. In this case, pulling Leo out through Mikey's portals is their one hope, so they're fixated on that alone and are not thinking about anything else.

Spoilers below for anyone who hasn't read the fic.

In portal 1 and 2- they only just got away from the fight themselves, didn't have supplies, and also didn't even consider that it would fail.

Portal 3- Mikey was by himself and wasn't thinking much at all apart from getting Leo out.

Protal 4- Failed.

Portal 5- At this point, if they started to actually formulate proper plans—like providing medical supplies and food etc—to them it would've felt like they were kinda giving up on getting Leo out of the a Prison Dimension. That they were going to make his life there comfortable instead of saving him from being there. They want him out ASAP, so actually helping in other ways would've felt like thay were stalling because they couldn't save him.

Portal 6- Traumatised after last portal. Plus it wasn't a planed portal, Mikey and Donnie were just worried about Leo and just wanted to see him, to make sure he was still alive.

Portal 7+- We'll see. (Chapters are already written and waiting to be posted.)

So yeah, stress, worry, desperation and trauma are all playing their part at stopping the boys from thinking straight. Does that make sense?

ROTTMNT : SPIRITS WITHIN THE WEAPONS

Masterpost

Night Grafiti

Plot: Fundi watches Michelangelo as he works his magic.

Genre: Fluff, Light Hearted, Feel-Good, Original Character, AU/Canon Compliant

Notes: This piece was so much fun to write and designing some art for Miley to graffiti was exciting. I nearly drove myself crazy trying to find a name for the art though. Also, Google Docs has American English and not British English (as far as I am aware), which is really annoying for me as a British person since it keeps telling me I'm spelling words like 'Colours' and 'Favourite' wrong… when really I'm not. Sigh. Anyway...

I also drew art for this! I drew the graffiti Mikey paints! I'll add it at the end.

Please enjoy!

Idea based on this playlist and art work, (original artist mentioned in video description).

Perched on the edge of a roof of an old New York apartment, Fundi had both a perfect view of the clear night sky, adorned with a bright crescent moon; and the young black-clad turtle using his fingers to frame the wall before him. The turtle stuck his tongue out to the side as he stepped back, visualizing all the possibilities an untouched wall like this could hold. The colours. Shapes. Story. Theme. It was endless. He could do anything with this blank canvas. 

Fundi smirked, leaning forward with anticipation as he noticed the young turtle's thoughtful expression turn into a bright grin, brighter than the moon itself. Michelangelo has come up with his next brilliantly artistic idea. And Fundi couldn't wait to see what the orange-masked turtle would turn his blank canvas into. 

This wasn't the first time Fundi had joined Michelangelo in trekking the back alleys of New York to look for a good spot to place his mark, and it certainly won't be the last. Michelangelo wore his usual graffiting outfit: a pair of black cargo shorts and a baggy sleeveless black hoodie. Both of which were already coated in new and old splashes of neon paint. Bright pinks, blues, greens, purples, and his favourite shades of oranges.  

Michelangelo shrugged off his backpack and used his foot to shift the bag closer to the wall. He never took his eyes off his canvas. Sure the lighting was bad. The building was blocking out most of the moonlight and the alley was too far back for street lamps to reach him. But that had never put Michelangelo off before. In fact, it only added to the challenge. And Michelangelo loved a challenge. 

He bent down, still eyes fixed on the wall, and fumbled around to find the zip on his bag. It took him a moment, but soon he had the bag wide open, pouring out a wide assortment of colourful spray canisters, some new, some old. Finally he tore his attention away from the wall and mused over what colour to pick first.

He chose white. 

A colour he didn't usually start with.

Fundi knew this was going to be special 

Michelangelo got started on his art. 

Fundi shifted from the edge of the roof down onto a dumpster behind the young artists. He swayed from side to side, watching keenly each stroke Michelangelo painted. The turtle stretched his arm out wide, huge circular movements, long wobbly lines, bold and thick corners, tiny details, filling the whole wall. He even had to stand on an old crate to reach as high as he could. 

It was all so fascinating to the Kusari-Fundo Spirit. 

Fundi remembers the first day he watched Michelangelo graffiti a wall. 

He was sitting on the floor in front of Leonardo, Donatello and Raphael as they watched an old Jupiter Jim film, a film the turtles had seen multiple times before, but this was the first time Fundi had watched it. He was glued to the screen. Transfixed. Awed. The most entertained he'd been in… years? Decades? Ever? 

But he didn't miss the fact that Michelangelo wasn't there. His wielder mentioned something about "getting ready to work his magic", whatever that meant, but Fundi found the film more interesting.

That was until Michelangelo walked out wearing painted cargo shorts and a sleeveless hoodie. Fundi quickly jumped, startling Tonfa who had been focused on the film as well. Eyes wide in wonder. Suddenly whatever this "magic" was that Michelangelo had mentioned was the most interesting thing to him. The turtles hardly ever wore human clothes, and when they did, it usually meant something fun was going to happen. (Unless it was their usual lazy hoodies, but that didn't count)

"I'll be back later, 'kay." The youngest sang out merrily as he slung his backpack over his shoulder. 

"'Kay." Leonardo waved without taking his eyes off the screen.

"Be safe." Raphael leaned back over his beanbag, holding out his phone with his usual oldest brother concern. "Text or call us if anything happens. Don't wander too far away from the lair. Make sure to bring snacks and a bottle of water. Stay in the shadows—"

"Yeah, yeah, Ralph." Michelangelo chuckled. "It's not like I haven't done this before." 

The elder turtle frowned a little, opening his mouth to say something when he felt one of Donatello's mechanical arms pat him on his shell. Raphael calmed with this motion. It was Donatello's way of telling him that everything was alright. 

The red‐clad turtle playfully huffed a little before he slouched back into the beanbag with a small smile. "Have fun, Mikey." 

The youngest beamed at that. Quickly running up behind his oldest brother to wrap his arms around his neck. "I will. And I'll make sure to take a pic of my art when I've finished it, 'kay?"

"Art?" Fundi muttered with a tilted head and a curious flicker in his flaming eyes. 

Raphael half hugged him back with a chuckle. "Go work your magic, lil bro."

"Magic?" Fundi repeated curiously. 

With a skip in his step and a wide grin on his face, the orange turtle made haste in leaving the lair, heading to top-side. 

Fundi hung back a bit. Debating on what to do now. The film was very fun, but surely the turtles would watch it again, right? Whereas the mention of "magic" and "art" was new but it could also be something just equally as boring. He had no idea which option was better. 

"Don?" Leonardo nudged his twin without turning away from the screen.

"Yeah, yeah. There's a tracking device on him and in his bag. I'll keep an eye on his location." The purple turtle stated lightly. 

Everyone relaxed when they heard that. Fundi had no idea the turtles were so nervous about the youngest going out by himself until their tight postures fell and they all let out a sigh of relief. 

Okay, so maybe going with Michelangelo was the funner option. Afterall, anything could happen top-side. The endless possibilities of trouble, mayhem and mischief—not at the expense of Michelangelo getting hurt of course— was too much to miss. His eyes glistened at the thought. 

"You can go if you want." Tonfa giggled at the youngest spirit. Of course Tonfa knew what was going on in his head, Tonfa always knew what was going on in Fundi's head. "And if Oda asked, I'll just tell him you're making sure Michelangelo stays safe." 

Tonfa didn't need to tell him twice. 

Magic and art… there was no way it would be boring.

Right?

…..

Wrong.

It was boring. 

Fundi zipped back to the Kusari-Fundo that Michelangelo wisely kept at his side, utilizing a handy ability all the spirits had: an ability to teleport to their weapons no matter how far away their weapon was. It certainly saved him from having to search through the sewers and alleys above for the orange‐clad turtle. 

Only to find the turtle staring at a blank wall. 

Was that it?

What was so exciting about a blank, brick, alleyway wall?

Fundi muttered his incoherent annoyances, kicking a lone can that was abandoned on the alley floor, knowing full well his foot would just pass through without affecting the crushed cylinder. But that didn't stop him from trying to do it again. And again. And again. 

"I missed a Jupiter Jim film for this!" He fumed.

He hovered around, paying no attention to the turtle, wondering if he could make it back to their lair by himself. Oh, but he didn't have an ounce of a sense of direction. He'd only get lost and then have to zip back to the Kusari-Fundo. He tried to play with a stray cat, which obviously couldn't see him. Then tried to pull off some of Michaelangelo's awesome gymnastic-type moves… if Funding was not a spirit he would've broken quite a few bones trying this. But at last, nothing eased his boredom. (If only Oda was around, teasing the elder always gave him a kick.)

Finally, he flung his attention back to the wall, eager to burn the offending bricks with his frustrated flames, when his eyes caught something new. He sputtered out a gasp. 

The wall, once drab and grey, with old crusty bricks barely holding themselves together, was now… magical!

Michelangelo really had worked wonders on the wall. Stunning arrays of yellows spread out across the side of the building forming large bubbles outlined with a deep sunset orange. Weaving in between the bubbles were vines of turquoise and teal, purple thorns poking out in between large blue and pink carnations. Lastly, slightly off-center was the centerpiece of the magical art: a black silhouette of a female warrior holding up a phone instead of a sword and a book instead of a shield. She looked to be ready for war. 

Truly magical.

Fundi had never been more wrong. 

He was glad he didn't stay in the lair.  

He had never been so enthralled in his life—outside of a fight of course. 

This is what art was!

That first experience of Michelangelo's art sparks a new adoration for the turtle in Fundi. Now, whenever Michelangelo threw on those old black baggy graffiting clothes Fundi felt his stomach churn with anticipation. He'd drop whatever he was doing just to follow Michelangelo out on his night graffiti trips. Each new piece of art was different. Unique. Unmatched by anyone else. 

And tonight was no different. 

A surreal fantasy world opened up before him. A sky of deep midnight blues and royal purples, speckled with countless starts and adorned with gigantic pink, purple and orange planets. The orange planet was the biggest, taking up most of the sky with two red rings circling it. A small black spaceship was flying along one of the rings, a trail of bright neon blue left behind. And a person in white hovered above the rocky red grounding at the forefront like a ghost. A gasmask around their face, long silver hair floating in the anti-gravity air. Colours of crimson and black outlined them in a bright glow. They were watching, waiting for the spaceship that was miles away. 

Fundi couldn't take his eyes off it. The longer he stared at it the more he felt from the graffiti. The longing from the person in white. The awe of the vastness of space. The thrill of an incoming adventure as the spaceship came into view. 

The art was profound.

The art was endless.

The art was magical.

Only Michelangelo could've painted such a piece. 

Looking at it, Fundi felt himself grow closer to the turtle more and more. 

This is his new favourite of Michelangelo's art.

Fundi approached slowly. He reached out to drape his arm over the young turtle only for it to pass right through him. Michelangelo shuddered as he whipped out his phone and took a pic of his work. 

"What should I call it?" The young turtle asked absentmindedly, not realizing that there was someone listening to him.

"Hmm?" Fundi pondered. "Space wonder? The orange planet? Awaiting adventure? Planetary journey? Orbital?—"

"Orbital ghost!" Both Fundi and Michelangelo said at the same time.

Fundi gasped. "I knew I had telepathy!"  

~End~

ROTTMNT : SPIRITS WITHIN THE WEAPONS

Masterpost here

HAL AND DONNIE

And Shelldon

Finally!

After Hal got his Halberd back from Fundi he clung to it for weeks, only forming half of himself while watching Donnie.

Once he wa comfortable, he abandoned the halberd completely and just hangs in Donnie's lab whether he's there or not.

Hal gets best if both worlds: to learn about technology without anyone talking to or noticing him at all, as well not being too alone or lonely. He also cherishes the peace and quiet he gets when the four turtles and three other spirits go out.

Hal was very nervous of Shelldon at first, especially since he was scared the A.I bot would find a way to see or hear him, and thus telling Donnie of his existence.

Hal knows Donnie isn’t keen on mystic or magic related things, so he thinks it's better if Donnie never finds out about him incase Donnie is either creeped out by him or hates him for hanging around for so long without Donnie knowing.

Thankfully though, after months of skirting around Shelldon in a panic, Hal realises that the bot cannot see nor hear him so he relaxes and goes about doing his own thing.

Little does Hal know, Shelldon can see and hear all the spirits but only Oda knkws this and managed to convince Shelldon not to tell anyone.

Its now a common scene to see Hal keenly watching Donnie in whatever he's doing, always surprised by the marvels of modern technology.

If the other spirits need to talk to Hal... they know where to find him.

I have been working on this drawing for ages, and then I got ill and couldn't finish it for a week. But I'm well now and managed to finished the background quickly so I can post it today.

Personally I'm terrible at backgrounds, (I mostly avoid doing backgrounds if I can) but I decided to put a bit more effort into it this time. I'm not sure whether I like the background I did or not... but decided to post it anyone without thinking too much. Oh well.

I decided also to included the original sketch work, Hal and Donnie without the background, as well as the background on itself, since I spent so much time on this. I do feel the background crowds the picture too much, so that's why there are different versions.

It was my brothers idea to have Donnie playing Tetris inbetween his usual work. 😆

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this is a small drawing I did for the movie hope you guys like it. It's my first post on tumblr lol