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11-19-2005, 06:46 AM
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Outlaw Hero
 
Join Date: Oct 2003
Location: Tannhauser Gate
Posts: 4,867
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Run, Turtles, run!
Hello there,
many of you might know the infamous "My Raphael ,.RPGS"-thread in which a user sooner or later makes the following statement (I just replaced the name with NORF - Name of Raph's fan: Quote:
Mikey heard the words, was in shock and then dissappeared quickly. He was hurrying, he knew it was important, he knew that one of his brothers was in deep doo-doo. "Raph! Raph!" he panted, being exhausted after the short run which was very unusual. "It's probably the tension" he thought to himself, "I'm just nervous... yeah, that has to be it..." He shivered for a second. "What's yer problem?" Raph ranted, being all annoyed because he was trying to beat the sixth level on "Invaders from Gammatron 7" for the last couple of hours. This round looked pretty neat and with Mikey rushing in, he could see his character being vaporized just before he could hit the Pause-button. "It's... it's... Raph... You gotta hide, run or whatever. You can't... Shell, Raph... do something!!!" the orange bandana-ed turtled rambled, his thoughts too fast for his mouth, which was rather unusual. "Whoa, whoa, whoa there, easy, Mikey, easy" Raph tried to comfort his brother and himself since he was short from hitting him in the face because he lost the game. "Raph... it's one of them." Mikey blurted out "It's terrible... this time she wants... Awww... shell..." "What? Mikey? What??? Speak to me!" Raph felt the tension and was surprised that he actually asked Mikey to say something. Then it suddenly came to his mind. "A fangirl?" he asked, more seeking confirmation than an answer. Mikey remained silent, and Raph could have sworn his brother was paler than usual. He knew what was wrong... again, he needs to flee from his own room, his own space, his inner sanctum to escape one of those fangirls who all seemed to have teleportation-abilities. It was not like their lair was easy to find and Donnie had made the security near inpenetrable. But those fangirls always managed to get in. His inventive brother was really getting upset about that, he just couldn't fix that "minor"glitch. "Mikey... how bad is it?" The hotheaded turtle asked. "Uhm..." Mikey couldn't help himself but to have his trademark-grin on his face. "Babybad." he almost laughed, trying to break the tension. "Mikey! Gimme your bandana and chucks! Now!" Raph blurted out, having all his fangirl-escape-plans at the ready 24/7. "Don't stand there like you was frozen or something. Act! NOW!" "W-What??" Mikey didn't get what his brother was up to and didn't move a bit. "Listen, it's rather simple. Every member of our family has maniac fangirls, except for you and Splinter. And since Splinter doesn't really look like a turtle and doesn't wear a bandana, you're the only one who can save me now." "Waitwaitwait, I do have fan... oh, I see" Mikey said, suddenly realizing that his brothers usually were much deeper in the crap than he was with his fans. He understood and was untieing his bandana, giving it to Raph... ---------------------------- Sorry to break the party, but this idea just crossed my mind. What if we turned this into a "TMNT escape the fans"-RPG? All in good humour of course, and not offending anyone. It could be something like McGyver in green. Of course, we'd need people to take one of the TMNT and then various fangirls and -boys go hunting for them. Rules would be:
I hope this is turning into something fun. NOTE: Raphsgirl, I know this might sound nasty, but if you are not able or willing to play along, then you're not really welcome in this thread.
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