#spikethetortoise

   Raph jerked in surprise, whipping around at the sound of Slash’s voice. He hadn’t expected to run into him here, and he wasn’t quite sure what to do. “Uh… nothing. Just keeping an eye out for Kraang. What’re you doing here?”

Hello! I have had these candy mutants for a long time; been about two years, and as of the last year or so they havent been getting much love in my blogs, and I would like to give the opprotunity for other rpers, TMNT or not, to get ahold of themm and make their own stories for these precious babies; so please message me, anon or not, and let me know if you would like to have the characters and I will gladly hand them over if each are still available.

     “Don’t you ever threaten them again!” Raph snarled, stepping away as he shook out his fist. He hadn’t expected Slash’s jaw to be so hardened, but that didn’t deter him from lunging in for another swipe.

He knew he really should have stayed home. Slowly poking his head out of the manhole, Raphael glanced around, green eyes wide and curious. It took all of the strength he had to push the manhole up and out of the way so that he could get out, squeaking as he climbed out. He looked around, up at the lights, at the colors. Grinning a little, he bounced out to the road, stopping as his foot hit something. Looking down, Raph’s eyes went wide and round, leaning down to pick it up. “Hey little guy...”

blog rate: Well I dunno a Kabuto blog but I guess 6/10?

Down. Raph doesn’t generally look up a lot unless it’s to speak with somebody (because most people he knows are quite a bit taller than him). It’s something to do with his reluctance to actually expose his neck area, he’s paranoid about it.

"Dude I spent like two hours spray painting that- Wait who- what are you?"