one of my earliest memories is watching teenage mutant ninja turtles (the 3d one) and donatello was my favorite so i asked my older sister "do you think there'll ever be an episode where he gets hurt?" and my sister, misunderstanding bcz she had faith in me being normal, was like "well i'm sure the villains will get hurt" and i had to clarify that no i meant the turtles and then watch the hope drain from her eyes i think about this often. younger me wanted angst i had the desire for angst of my favorite turtle i just did not have the vocabulary. this is an innate human urge it seems

Oh, that's your scrimbly and blorbo?? Well this is my scorboo! He's like your scrimbley and blorbo but he is evil and ugly and sustains himself on rat poison and likes it! I do not adore him and keep him around because I love him, I am stuck with this fuckhead cause he burrowed into my mind and hisses violently when I try to remove him!