#protocol: b

Some screen grabs of my additions to the Donnie takeover Magma @weeklymagmas

This was my first time contributing to the weekly magma and I had a blast on vc with @wirehaze @octolingkiera @popiollie while all of us made our pieces of art for it!

I added @kathaynesart ‘s Omega in with the gaggle of Donnie’s meeting at the table because he deserved to be there! I also liked the idea of Omega being a bit of a backseat gamer so I had him comment on @duckcrumbs gaming Donnie :3

The quoted addition is actually quoting the Which Ninja Turtle are You concert video that I laugh at all the time and I felt like 2018 Donnie would say it out of sass.

Finally! Behold! A Dimensional Decay and Protocol: B crossover!??!? Eek! I was really happy that Wire and I AU Donnie’s could trauma bond a bit (lol) I was so excited when Wire asked me! She came up with the idea and honestly it’s brilliant! Look at them just acknowledging each other’s existence! Oh and y’all are getting a sneak peak at Donnie here 👀

CHAPTER XIII ART

Animation + Artwork by @wirehaze!!!

Chapter Excerpt:

…. the Kraang’s filthy pink tentacles would stretch across their skulls and begin to dig. Blood gushed out of ears and noses as the Kraang forced their way inside their minds, tunneling without care. The poor souls screamed, squirming as white-hot memories played on repeat, draining them until the last of love and care became swallowed by guilt and pain. Their eyes glossed over, emptying out the spark of a soul before their bodies finally fell limp.

“St-stop!” Donnie wailed, his heart banging against his ribs, throat bobbing as bile crept up his disconnected esophagus.

Then, the veins wriggled deeper into his own mind, curling around the shapes and feelings of everyone he had ever loved enough to put a titanium tracker on. His throat ran raw as his chest heaved out of control, and his muscles tensed against the restraining vines.

He could feel them, wanting to know his most precious memories, needing to collect data from his very brain.

“N-no! Ge-get away… GET AWAY FROM MY FAMILY!”

LINKS,

>Protocol: B Ch. XIII on Ao3<

>Protocol: B MasterPost<

RAMBLINGS BECAUSE OMG:

WIRE WIRE WIRE!!!! OMFG WIRE I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS! THIS IS SO AMAZING!! IM STILL SO JAZZED!!!

OMG GUYS LOOK AT IT!!!! LOOK AT IT ITS BEAUTIFUL!!! IM SO OBSESSED!!!

WIREHAZE IS AMAZING AND YOU ALL SHOULD FOLLOW THEM IF YOU AREN’T ALREADY! I’LL SAY IT AGAIN!! SHE IS AMAZING AND I CANNOT STOP TYPING IN CAPS LOCK BECAUSE IM LIKE SHOOKITH TO THE CORE!

Seriously, I knew you would absolutely nailed it when I asked if you’d wanna do chapter art. But, Wire, you knocked it out of the park and I am so OBSESSED with it ;-;

TW Blood 🩸

Chapter Excerpt:

Mikey knew he needed to do the impossible. 

Walk.

His legs were already going numb from the extra weight on his back. Donnie was too tall for his small frame, and his toes dragged behind as Mikey trudged through thick piles of rubble. It was almost like Mikey was giving Donnie a piggyback ride, and Donnie hated piggyback rides.

His eyes were softly closed, and his head bobbed, listlessly loose against Mikey’s shoulder. It looked like Donnie was asleep. The only hint of discomfort was in the compressed black eyebrows on his forehead, as if he were having a bad dream. 

If only this were a bad dream and not a living nightmare.

TLDR: Donnie is a Backpack

>Chap 4 Art - Chap 7 Art <

>Ao3 Link<

Thank you @weeklymagmas putting these on every week I am having so much fun!

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Undercut is the next…

PROTOCOL: B ACT II POSTER

PB Chapter XI Art

Chapter Excerpt:

(Leo) clawed his way up towards the back and opened the hatch on the ceiling, when a ladder dropped down, leading up to the Taxi above.

Leo gritted his teeth and grasped the sides of the ladder, hoisting himself upwards, wincing at the pressure in his knee with each step.

When he finally crawled into the driver’s seat and shook away the dull ache in his head, a billion buttons blinked in Leo’s eyes.

“Ok…?” Leo muttered, totally lost among the unfamiliar controls. “Now what?”

“Leo! Hurry!” Raph grumbled, his face popping up on the Taxi’s overhead display.

“I’m working on it! There are like a million buttons up here!”

A pair of controls with triggers sat in front of him. That must be how he controls the guns and fires them, but how does he aim?

The tank tilted in sudden evasive movement, and Leo braced against the twisting motion when a visor above flopped down, dangling in front of him.

“Oh, there we go,” Leo muttered, and smirked as he pulled the visor over his eyes.

The gun systems whirred as the LED screen flickered to life, slicing a hole through his sensitive iris. He gritted his teeth and blinked hard, adjusting to the bright display, and grabbed hold of the controls.

He twisted the controls and flipped the taxi around towards the swarm of drones firing on the back of the tank.

The gun system's auto-aim began blinking and blinking, honing in on their trajectory, and with a loud beep, the system locked on.

Leo shouted, “Hot soup!” as he pulled the trigger, sending out rounds of piping-hot purple lasers that blitzed the drones one by one.

Links:

>PB Ch 11 on AO3<

PROTOCOL: B ACT II PART I COVER

Act II Part I Summary:

While the A-Team search to find answers on what happened to their brothers, all they seem to be able find is what was left behind; in fear they are already too late to stop the worst from happening.

Chapter 9 Excerpt:

“I think he went to find the parts he mentioned before in our meeting,” Leo said, and he pointed to the familiar sector of the map. “He must be at one of these markers here.”

“What?” Raph grumbled, “We both told him it was too dangerous, and he went anyway!? Alone even!? What was he thinking!?”

“It’s–it’s my fault,” Leo bit his lip and swallowed the lump in his throat, “I said something I shouldn’t have.”

“That doesn’t excuse leaving without the team!” Raph grumbled, “We should get Mikey, it's a big search radius to look through, and he’d want to help. ”

“Mikey’s still asleep. I haven’t woken him up yet.”

“Ok, new plan, we go wake up Mikey, gear up, and then we go get the bozo before he gets himself killed.”

“Good plan, let’s get moving.”

Raph and Leo exited the lab, walking back down the tunnel towards the staircase. Then, their legs locked, freezing them in their tracks.

Their hearts raced as their eyes glossed over at the dread sinking in like a distant scream filled with anguish and panic. Flashes of wet agony washed over them, pulsing with hot orange ninpo that flashed behind their eyes and down to their souls.

Just as quickly as it flashed by, the feeling faded, leaving them in a panting, confused mess.

Leo and Raph struggled to settle themselves back into the here and now, their legs feeling like jelly underneath them.

“Raph?” Leo croaked, finally breaking the straining silence, “What was that?”

“I, I don’t know,” Raph grunted and grabbed at his chest, “It felt like Mikey but, but it was like. He was—”

“Dying,” Leo finished, filling the voided air with a renounced dread.

“Leo,” Raph shuddered, “Are you sure Mikey is in his room?”

LINKS,

>Protocol: B on AO3<

>MASTERPOST<

Author’s Notes and More Below Cut!

Chapter Excerpt:

Hellfire rained down in the form of Technodrome pieces and parts, falling upon the buildings of Manhattan and splashing into the East River. Distant gunfire continued to echo in the distance as Donnie gazed upon the pink-infested Manhattan skyline, stunned at the city in utter chaos. 

Kraangied helicopters flurried, fighting the government Blackhawks circling ahead in a sky stained red with fire and ash. The pink-corrupted machines fired, and bullets whizzed by as orange streaks upon a desperate Blackhawk helicopter. It twisted and turned in the sky, flying sporadically, trying to dodge the unrelenting wave of bullets when they blasted across the Blackhawks' metal exterior. 

A plume of black smoke funneled from the chopper’s engine as it spun out of control and came crashing down right in the center of Manhattan.

Right near April, Splinter, and Casey’s last known location. 

Links,

>Protocol: B Chapter XIII on Ao3< >MasterPost<

Notes and recognition under cut :3

Pst... huge thanks to my Beta reader @wirehaze for being here to experience these chapters before they are polished. She has been so valuable, and I am so honored to have her be "co-bully" lol!