Fatal Attractions/RPG

*Jade Green* · 01-28-2003, 09:45 PM

‘I’m lost again. I must have made a wrong turn somewhere; why do they make this place such a maze? I feel like that girl from the Labyrinth, only I’m not trying to save an annoying baby stepbrother from a group of goblins. I wonder what it’s like to have a brother, or any sibling for that matter? Are they really more trouble than they’re worth? I guess I’ll never know. The Goblin King was cute and I liked his attitude too. What is it about men with bad attitudes? It’s like ‘Fatal Attraction’ or something. Where am I now? I should have paid more attention to where I was going before then I wouldn’t be in this mess! Not much I can do about it now… why did I have to go into here any ways? All that’s in here is trash, sewage, rats, and sewage, and… roaches… roaches! I REALLY shouldn’t have come in here...’

Roaches. Many of those who thought they knew Miranda well assumed that the girl was immensely afraid of the things; in truth, however, she just hated them with an extremely passion and for good reason too.
It wasn’t exactly fun to wake up to something tickling you only to find out that is a roach crawling up your arm; nor was it very funny to have a roach run over your foot in the middle of the night as you made your way to the bathroom. Roaches were scum; they had no right to live! And then, there were butterflies…

To her, it seemed like she had been wandering through the dank sewer for at least an hour; she wished that her watch hadn’t broken. She had entered the sewers barely twenty minutes ago in attempts to loose those who had been chasing her. How she to know that 8th street and down belonged to the Devils anyways? She was new in town! Eh, she’d find a way to get them back sooner or later but first she needed to get out of the sewers!
She stopped momentarily to catch her breath and gather her thoughts as took off her black fedora to wipe her slightly sweaty brow; she then checked her coat. Miranda loved her coat, and for good reason; not only did the black denim jacket keep her warm, but it also was somewhat stylish, long, and big enough to hide her true form well. She frowned as she found that the bottom inch of it was now soiled, she’d have to remedy that later.

*Jade Green* · 01-29-2003, 08:28 AM

‘Maybe I should ask a talking snail for directions; no, that wouldn’t do me any good. It’d be like: “Wait! Don’t go that way! Never go that way!” Then I, like an idiot, would listen and not even question why I shouldn’t go in that direction. Don’t think I’d ever meet a talking snail in the first place, much less one that would offer me a cup of tea. I like tea, especially blackberry tea. I just like blackberries period. I wouldn’t mind some blackberries right now, or maybe something else to eat like pizza. Pizza’s good, always liked pizza—supreme pizza! Mushrooms, Onions, Pepperoni, Green Peppers… Black olives. Olive Oil. Why did Popeye like her anyways? She had no form! She was a stick and a b*tchy one at that. If I were Popeye, I would have dumped her a long time ago… Now where IS that snail?’

Instead of finding a talking snail in a scarf, Miranda found herself standing at the edge of the tunnel staring down at the still water far below. “Where am I now?” She wondered aloud. This all was getting ridiculous. You’d think that by this time and with her training that she’d have at least find a man-hole leading out of this place. Hey. At least she was having fun.
She stood there for a moment longer debating whether or not she’d be smart and us the ladder or to be her usual brainlessly zealous self and just jump.
Her long jacket flowed behind her like a pair of gothic wings as she splashed into the water below… she didn’t make half a big of splash as she had expected and her jacket was going to take a long time to dry.

*Jade Green* · 01-30-2003, 10:46 AM

Raphael pretended not to hear Leonardo’s inquiry about the splash the group had just heard; knowing Leonardo, he most likely already planed for them to investigate despite what he said. “Bet it was just a loose brick or something…”
“It was no mere brick.” Donatello interjected, “Judging by the sound of the splash and taking in consideration of velocity and possible surface space… I’d say that there’s most likely someone lost in the sewers. (OOC: Ah, Don, he’s so smart)
Leo nodded, “Lets go.”

~*~*~*~

‘Things aren’t that bad I guess, at least I haven’t seen a roach yet… better not jinx myself like I always do. I never realized how easily denim sopped up water, bet I could turn the Sahara Desert into an ocean just by ringing this thing out. I’m going to have to find a place to let it dry for a while… as soon as I find a way out of here—I wonder what time it is? Really wish I had my watch, at least then I’d know how long I’ve been wandering around here like an idiot. I’ll find a way out soon enough… always do find some way out of such situations—maybe not the best way, but still I find a way out. I could turn around and retrace my steps—no—that would have involved paying attention to where I was going in the first place…. which I did not do… some smart person I turned out to be.’

Squish.
Squirt.
Squish.

Miranda frowned down at her water-soaked sandals and took another step.

Squirt.

With a sigh, she slipped off each and shook them in a lame hope of drying them before putting them back on and walking a bit more.

Squish-Squirt.

She clicked her tongue. She loved her sandals and never liked going anywhere with out them; who knows what disgustingly icky or sharp, pointy things were out there and the souls on the sandals had to be an inch and a half thick at least.

Squish.
Squirt.
Squish.

She sounded like the revenge of the squishy-squirts as she followed the edge of what she assumed to be a reservoir of some kind.

((OOC: Any one can join in at any time.))

MagentaSkies · 02-04-2003, 12:44 PM

((At least this one gives me a better place to start. I think I'll be Raph, or is he taken?

Like the thought thing you put into ever one for Miranda, more like a fan fic than a rpg though.))

*Jade Green* · 02-05-2003, 10:16 AM

(Oh, wow, some one actually wants to rp with me? Okay. None of the turtles are really taken right now. Unclaimed Cannon characters are Ncps.)

*heretic888* · 02-06-2003, 01:46 AM

"Do you guys smell that?" Mike interjected. "Its... perfume."

Mike looked at the others, who didn't seem to care all that much, tightened his red headband, and continued on. "This way, I think the scent is coming from this direction."

*Jade Green* · 02-06-2003, 06:41 PM

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Originally Posted by heretic888

"Do you guys smell that?" Mike interjected. "Its... perfume."

Mike looked at the others, who didn't seem to care all that much, tightened his red headband, and continued on. "This way, I think the scent is coming from this direction."

(( Perfume??? Miranda?

Eh, guess its Hawaiin Ginger
One quick word of warning, Miranda's bio is the same here as it is in 'Funny How Things Work Out.

))

‘What time is it? I wish I had a better sense of time… how long HAVE I been in here? With my luck, barely an hour—feels more like two, maybe three… my sandals will dry, right? Weren’t there rumors that something LIVED down here? Heh! It probably spawned from the ‘alligator flushed down the toilet’ fable. If only there was a bit more light. I need to start carrying a flashlight, or something… I saw an uber cool lighter at that one store, maybe I should get it. Then again, what if I have to go jumping into some pool of water again? Eh, what are the possibilities that would happen again any time soon? Eh, I’m not even going to bother getting into the whole numerical probability of it… I need to save my brainpower to trying and finding a way OUT of this place! …Oh no…’

Miranda stopped dead in her tracks and turned around, ‘they… they couldn’t have followed me in here, could they?’ Of course not, why would any one in their right mind come in here? ‘Should I even risk it?’

In truth, Miranda had no reason to run from the gang she had previously encountered, she just didn’t really feel like fighting—she had better things to do. ‘Guess my to-do list for tonight was canceled. I could take them on if I need too.’ She narrowed her eyes, letting her mind extend even farther, ‘I may be wrong, but I don’t think those are the same punks who tried to make mince meat out of me earlier—I think Its safe to say that I’d better get moving.’ She turned and began to walk at a more quickened pace, ‘As soon as I get out of here, I’m going have some real fun.’

*heretic888* · 02-06-2003, 09:39 PM

"Who the hell is that?!" Mike whispered to his brothers. He was crouched down low, concealed behind a corner of the sewer tunnel, watching Miranda from a distance. "She--she's a turtle! A mutant turtle! Like us! Holy crap!!"

"Who!" Mike rolled safely to where his other brothers stood. "Damn, I think she heard us. She just started walking a bit more briskly."

Mike's brothers starred at the figure with equal amazement. Mike looked up to Leonardo, "So, bro, whatta we gonna do??"

*Jade Green* · 02-06-2003, 09:56 PM

Leo stayed quiet, and after a quick moment of contemplation, silently moved to follow the girl motioning for his brothers to follow. He had no idea who this girl was, or where she came from, but he was going to find out.

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Originally Posted by heretic888

"Who the hell is that?!" Mike whispered to his brothers. He was crouched down low, concealed behind a corner of the sewer tunnel, watching Miranda from a distance. "She--she's a turtle! A mutant turtle! Like us! Holy crap!!"

"Who!" Mike rolled safely to where his other brothers stood. "Damn, I think she heard us. She just started walking a bit more briskly."

Mike's brothers starred at the figure with equal amazement. Mike looked up to Leonardo, "So, bro, whatta we gonna do??"

'Are they still following me? Dammit girl, why Do you get yourself in such situations? Because I like the thrill of it, thats easy. No! No! Did you know how stupid you are? Do I really want to asnwer such questions I ask myself? Okay, two-no-three choices: Turn and face them, pretend I don't know they're there, or run like hell... if I face them, they may be friend or foe or... the militia. If I pretend not to notice them then I might have a chance to figure out who they are before I face them or... run like a scared idiot.'

She contined to walk, slowing her pace just slightly. She couldn't hear anything, but that didn't mean no one was there. She knew, or had known, plenty of mutants who could use slealth... but they were all in the Militia...
She let her mind reach out, scouting the area for other minds.

*heretic888* · 02-06-2003, 10:30 PM

"Gah!" Mike's eyes widened. The others stopped in their tracks.

"What is it, Mike?" Leo motioned in ninja kanji sign-language.

"It's her. She's trying to get into our minds!" Mike motioned with his hands.

"Yes, I feel it too. Try and conceal your presence. Remember: mushin, no mind."

Raph looked a little antsy......

*Jade Green* · 02-07-2003, 08:02 AM

'What? Where did they go? This isn't right... I felt at least four of them now I can barely feel one! Sh*t, its the bright one, he sensed my mind! No psychic in the militia has ever been able to do that! At least it answered my question, they aren't part of the militia... Oh this pisses me off, no one gets the better of me!'

She stoped, whirled around and snarled, "YOU MIGHT AS WELL COME OUT OF HIDING, I KNOW YOU'RE THERE AND I DON'T LIKE BEING STALKED!"

*heretic888* · 02-07-2003, 09:34 AM

"Uh-oh, spaghetti-o." Mike snickered under his breath.

Leo shot him a half-amused/half-annoyed look.

"Uh, Leo you want I should try and 'negotiate' things with her?" Mike motioned in their 'ninja sign-language'. Leo thought for a second, and gave his brother a nod. The others started to get a somewhat anxious look, particularly Raphael.

Using his trust ninja ventriloquism, Mike called out to Miranda: "Hey, are you alright? Do you need some help? We're not gonna hurt you."

Silence....

*Jade Green* · 02-07-2003, 10:11 AM

'Okay... not the reply I expected to here. Why can't they just come out? Don't they know its not a good idea to piss a *woman* off? Guess not.'

She shifted to her left, letting her pale blue eye come into view. It was times like this she really wished she wasn't colorblind any more, but it wasn't something she could really help; there was a time when she could see color, (though now she could barely remember what red looked like much-less green or any other color of the spectrum), but that all changed a long time ago. Away went color, in came the psychic eye.

She forced herself to stay calm, she could very well shake the section of sewers just to get them out of hiding, but she felt slightly diplomatic this evening.

"....I'm fine thank you very much." She said in an even tone, "I don't any help, and give me one good reason why I should believe you--seems like every one wants my neck now days."

*heretic888* · 02-07-2003, 01:52 PM

Quote:

She shifted to her left, letting her pale blue eye come into view. It was times like this she really wished she wasn't colorblind any more, but it wasn't something she could really help; there was a time when she could see color, (though now she could barely remember what red looked like much-less green or any other color of the spectrum), but that all changed a long time ago. Away went color, in came the psychic eye.

"Whoa, freaky eye," Mike signed to his brothers, watching Miranda from the shadows at a distance.

'Hmmm,' Mike thought to himself, 'there's somethin' weird about that eye. Its got a weird feel to it, almost eery.'

Quote:

"....I'm fine thank you very much." She said in an even tone, "I don't any help, and give me one good reason why I should believe you--seems like every one wants my neck now days."

Mike thought for a moment and looked up at his brothers.

"Umm.... what if we got you some food? Or, a place to spend the night??"

Silence....

"And.... if you really are in serious trouble, we might be able to help you out."

Silence.....

*Jade Green* · 02-07-2003, 02:01 PM

Leo shot Mike a glare, a place to spend the night? They didn't even know the girl!

'Aw, isn't that sweet, he really wants to help me. Ha! Yeah right, he probably thinks I'm some freak.'

She took a step closer to them, pulling her fedora over both eyes. "Buddy, I'm more likely to get you an' your gang into trouble than you're to get me out of it."

As for food, she'd be lying if she said she wasn't hungry. "I have a place to spend the night." She just had to find a way out of the sewers before she could get there. Taking another step closer to them, she added, "But ther is something you might be able to help me with."

*R-iZZy* · 02-07-2003, 08:51 PM

Donatello walked into the scene while scratching his head. He looked at Michaelangelo with a shot of confusion, then asks. "So what's up with the look on Leo's face?"

Skep-T · 02-07-2003, 10:14 PM

Raphael walks up behind Don and Mike and smacks them both in the head "what are u to fighters or comics"

*R-iZZy* · 02-07-2003, 11:54 PM

"I'm trying to figure out what this is all about. It seems we have ourselves a guest. Sorry if I didn't properly introduce myself." Donatello bows down to Miranda... "Eh, my name is Donatello. I'm the genius among these guys. If you ever need mathematical problems..." Donatello noticed Michaelangelo's face become more perturbed, "You know what? I need to catch up on what is going on here."

*heretic888* · 02-08-2003, 12:22 AM

Mike slaps his forehead with an annoyed look. "Of course Donny-boy here reveals our position before we've figured out what's going on..... frikkin' idealistic intellectual."

Michelangelo noticed Donatello was starting to talk about mathematics and shot him an perturbed look. "Don. Shut. Up." Raph snickered under his breath.

Silence...... Mike looked at Leo. Leo nodded his head, and Mike rolled away from their shadowed position directly in front of Miranda. She had a look of shock on her face.

"Hi, my name's Michelangelo. And you are..?"

*Jade Green* · 02-08-2003, 09:50 AM

(Screw the thought intro for now)

The look on the female’s face was utter shock as if she had just seen some one who’s been dead for years suddenly come back to life; she shook her head in attempts to regain her mental grounds and scowled at the four. As far as she knew, these four were bounty hunters and well trained ones at that. ‘That Michelangelo,’ She thought, ‘He must have been the one to sense me…’

Because Mike had interrupted her psychic search before, Miranda hadn’t been able to get a clear view on the fours’ true intentions and thus, being the pessimist she was, assumed the worse. Unless…

~Give me one good reason why I shouldn't think you to be bounty hunters.~ She told Mike telepathically; since he was the strongest psychic of the four, maybe he’d be able to reply in the same manner.

~*~*~*~

Leo had also stepped out, but found it best to let Mike do the talking in this one; he began the initial confrontation, he should finish it. Besides, if anything went wrong, Leo could easily step in.

01-28-2003, 09:45 PM	#1
Jade Green ReyeJaye Join Date: Sep 2002 Posts: 3,873	Fatal Attractions/RPG ‘I’m lost again. I must have made a wrong turn somewhere; why do they make this place such a maze? I feel like that girl from the Labyrinth, only I’m not trying to save an annoying baby stepbrother from a group of goblins. I wonder what it’s like to have a brother, or any sibling for that matter? Are they really more trouble than they’re worth? I guess I’ll never know. The Goblin King was cute and I liked his attitude too. What is it about men with bad attitudes? It’s like ‘Fatal Attraction’ or something. Where am I now? I should have paid more attention to where I was going before then I wouldn’t be in this mess! Not much I can do about it now… why did I have to go into here any ways? All that’s in here is trash, sewage, rats, and sewage, and… roaches… roaches! I REALLY shouldn’t have come in here...’ Roaches. Many of those who thought they knew Miranda well assumed that the girl was immensely afraid of the things; in truth, however, she just hated them with an extremely passion and for good reason too. It wasn’t exactly fun to wake up to something tickling you only to find out that is a roach crawling up your arm; nor was it very funny to have a roach run over your foot in the middle of the night as you made your way to the bathroom. Roaches were scum; they had no right to live! And then, there were butterflies… To her, it seemed like she had been wandering through the dank sewer for at least an hour; she wished that her watch hadn’t broken. She had entered the sewers barely twenty minutes ago in attempts to loose those who had been chasing her. How she to know that 8th street and down belonged to the Devils anyways? She was new in town! Eh, she’d find a way to get them back sooner or later but first she needed to get out of the sewers! She stopped momentarily to catch her breath and gather her thoughts as took off her black fedora to wipe her slightly sweaty brow; she then checked her coat. Miranda loved her coat, and for good reason; not only did the black denim jacket keep her warm, but it also was somewhat stylish, long, and big enough to hide her true form well. She frowned as she found that the bottom inch of it was now soiled, she’d have to remedy that later.

01-30-2003, 10:46 AM	#3
Jade Green ReyeJaye Join Date: Sep 2002 Posts: 3,873	Revenge of the Squishy-Squirts Raphael pretended not to hear Leonardo’s inquiry about the splash the group had just heard; knowing Leonardo, he most likely already planed for them to investigate despite what he said. “Bet it was just a loose brick or something…” “It was no mere brick.” Donatello interjected, “Judging by the sound of the splash and taking in consideration of velocity and possible surface space… I’d say that there’s most likely someone lost in the sewers. (OOC: Ah, Don, he’s so smart) Leo nodded, “Lets go.” ~~~*~ ‘Things aren’t that bad I guess, at least I haven’t seen a roach yet… better not jinx myself like I always do. I never realized how easily denim sopped up water, bet I could turn the Sahara Desert into an ocean just by ringing this thing out. I’m going to have to find a place to let it dry for a while… as soon as I find a way out of here—I wonder what time it is? Really wish I had my watch, at least then I’d know how long I’ve been wandering around here like an idiot. I’ll find a way out soon enough… always do find some way out of such situations—maybe not the best way, but still I find a way out. I could turn around and retrace my steps—no—that would have involved paying attention to where I was going in the first place…. which I did not do… some smart person I turned out to be.’ Squish. Squirt. Squish. Miranda frowned down at her water-soaked sandals and took another step. Squirt. With a sigh, she slipped off each and shook them in a lame hope of drying them before putting them back on and walking a bit more. Squish-Squirt. She clicked her tongue. She loved her sandals and never liked going anywhere with out them; who knows what disgustingly icky or sharp, pointy things were out there and the souls on the sandals had to be an inch and a half thick at least. Squish. Squirt. Squish. She sounded like the revenge of the squishy-squirts as she followed the edge of what she assumed to be a reservoir of some kind. ((OOC: Any one can join in at any time.))

02-06-2003, 01:46 AM	#6
heretic888 Foot Elite Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 3,344	ill jump in... "Do you guys smell that?" Mike interjected. "Its... perfume." Mike looked at the others, who didn't seem to care all that much, tightened his red headband, and continued on. "This way, I think the scent is coming from this direction." __________________ "Ninpo began as training to become a moral people and to learn to endure in whatever social condition one is in; to know and accept one's fate, and to live for human beings and all other creatures. The person who masters all of these is a Ninja." (Masaaki Hatsumi)

02-06-2003, 09:39 PM	#8
heretic888 Foot Elite Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 3,344	Mike "Who the hell is that?!" Mike whispered to his brothers. He was crouched down low, concealed behind a corner of the sewer tunnel, watching Miranda from a distance. "She--she's a turtle! A mutant turtle! Like us! Holy crap!!" "Who!" Mike rolled safely to where his other brothers stood. "Damn, I think she heard us. She just started walking a bit more briskly." Mike's brothers starred at the figure with equal amazement. Mike looked up to Leonardo, "So, bro, whatta we gonna do??" __________________ "Ninpo began as training to become a moral people and to learn to endure in whatever social condition one is in; to know and accept one's fate, and to live for human beings and all other creatures. The person who masters all of these is a Ninja." (Masaaki Hatsumi)

02-06-2003, 10:30 PM	#10
heretic888 Foot Elite Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 3,344	Mike "Gah!" Mike's eyes widened. The others stopped in their tracks. "What is it, Mike?" Leo motioned in ninja kanji sign-language. "It's her. She's trying to get into our minds!" Mike motioned with his hands. "Yes, I feel it too. Try and conceal your presence. Remember: mushin, no mind." Raph looked a little antsy...... __________________ "Ninpo began as training to become a moral people and to learn to endure in whatever social condition one is in; to know and accept one's fate, and to live for human beings and all other creatures. The person who masters all of these is a Ninja." (Masaaki Hatsumi)

01-29-2003, 08:28 AM	#2
Jade Green ReyeJaye Join Date: Sep 2002 Posts: 3,873	‘Maybe I should ask a talking snail for directions; no, that wouldn’t do me any good. It’d be like: “Wait! Don’t go that way! Never go that way!” Then I, like an idiot, would listen and not even question why I shouldn’t go in that direction. Don’t think I’d ever meet a talking snail in the first place, much less one that would offer me a cup of tea. I like tea, especially blackberry tea. I just like blackberries period. I wouldn’t mind some blackberries right now, or maybe something else to eat like pizza. Pizza’s good, always liked pizza—supreme pizza! Mushrooms, Onions, Pepperoni, Green Peppers… Black olives. Olive Oil. Why did Popeye like her anyways? She had no form! She was a stick and a b*tchy one at that. If I were Popeye, I would have dumped her a long time ago… Now where IS that snail?’ Instead of finding a talking snail in a scarf, Miranda found herself standing at the edge of the tunnel staring down at the still water far below. “Where am I now?” She wondered aloud. This all was getting ridiculous. You’d think that by this time and with her training that she’d have at least find a man-hole leading out of this place. Hey. At least she was having fun. She stood there for a moment longer debating whether or not she’d be smart and us the ladder or to be her usual brainlessly zealous self and just jump. Her long jacket flowed behind her like a pair of gothic wings as she splashed into the water below… she didn’t make half a big of splash as she had expected and her jacket was going to take a long time to dry.

02-04-2003, 12:44 PM	#4
MagentaSkies Foot Soldier Join Date: Feb 2003 Posts: 199	((At least this one gives me a better place to start. I think I'll be Raph, or is he taken? Like the thought thing you put into ever one for Miranda, more like a fan fic than a rpg though.))

02-05-2003, 10:16 AM	#5
Jade Green ReyeJaye Join Date: Sep 2002 Posts: 3,873	(Oh, wow, some one actually wants to rp with me? Okay. None of the turtles are really taken right now. Unclaimed Cannon characters are Ncps.)

02-07-2003, 08:02 AM	#11
Jade Green ReyeJaye Join Date: Sep 2002 Posts: 3,873	Enough of this shiznet 'What? Where did they go? This isn't right... I felt at least four of them now I can barely feel one! Sh*t, its the bright one, he sensed my mind! No psychic in the militia has ever been able to do that! At least it answered my question, they aren't part of the militia... Oh this pisses me off, no one gets the better of me!' She stoped, whirled around and snarled, "YOU MIGHT AS WELL COME OUT OF HIDING, I KNOW YOU'RE THERE AND I DON'T LIKE BEING STALKED!"

02-07-2003, 09:34 AM	#12
heretic888 Foot Elite Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 3,344	Mike "Uh-oh, spaghetti-o." Mike snickered under his breath. Leo shot him a half-amused/half-annoyed look. "Uh, Leo you want I should try and 'negotiate' things with her?" Mike motioned in their 'ninja sign-language'. Leo thought for a second, and gave his brother a nod. The others started to get a somewhat anxious look, particularly Raphael. Using his trust ninja ventriloquism, Mike called out to Miranda: "Hey, are you alright? Do you need some help? We're not gonna hurt you." Silence.... __________________ "Ninpo began as training to become a moral people and to learn to endure in whatever social condition one is in; to know and accept one's fate, and to live for human beings and all other creatures. The person who masters all of these is a Ninja." (Masaaki Hatsumi)

02-07-2003, 10:11 AM	#13
Jade Green ReyeJaye Join Date: Sep 2002 Posts: 3,873	'Okay... not the reply I expected to here. Why can't they just come out? Don't they know its not a good idea to piss a woman* off? Guess not.' She shifted to her left, letting her pale blue eye come into view. It was times like this she really wished she wasn't colorblind any more, but it wasn't something she could really help; there was a time when she could see color, (though now she could barely remember what red looked like much-less green or any other color of the spectrum), but that all changed a long time ago. Away went color, in came the psychic eye. She forced herself to stay calm, she could very well shake the section of sewers just to get them out of hiding, but she felt slightly* diplomatic this evening. "....I'm fine thank you very much." She said in an even tone, "I don't any help, and give me one good reason why I should believe you--seems like every one wants my neck now days."

02-07-2003, 02:01 PM	#15
Jade Green ReyeJaye Join Date: Sep 2002 Posts: 3,873	Leo shot Mike a glare, a place to spend the night? They didn't even know the girl! 'Aw, isn't that sweet, he really wants to help me. Ha! Yeah right, he probably thinks I'm some freak.' She took a step closer to them, pulling her fedora over both eyes. "Buddy, I'm more likely to get you an' your gang into trouble than you're to get me out of it." As for food, she'd be lying if she said she wasn't hungry. "I have a place to spend the night." She just had to find a way out of the sewers before she could get there. Taking another step closer to them, she added, "But ther is something you might be able to help me with."

02-07-2003, 08:51 PM	#16
R-iZZy The Long Con Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: G'ville, FL (Gator Country), USA Posts: 3,007	Donatello walked into the scene while scratching his head. He looked at Michaelangelo with a shot of confusion, then asks. "So what's up with the look on Leo's face?" __________________

02-07-2003, 10:14 PM	#17
Skep-T Random Punk Join Date: Feb 2003 Posts: 30	Raphael walks up behind Don and Mike and smacks them both in the head "what are u to fighters or comics"

02-07-2003, 11:54 PM	#18
R-iZZy The Long Con Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: G'ville, FL (Gator Country), USA Posts: 3,007	"I'm trying to figure out what this is all about. It seems we have ourselves a guest. Sorry if I didn't properly introduce myself." Donatello bows down to Miranda... "Eh, my name is Donatello. I'm the genius among these guys. If you ever need mathematical problems..." Donatello noticed Michaelangelo's face become more perturbed, "You know what? I need to catch up on what is going on here." __________________

02-08-2003, 12:22 AM	#19
heretic888 Foot Elite Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 3,344	Mike Mike slaps his forehead with an annoyed look. "Of course Donny-boy here reveals our position before we've figured out what's going on..... frikkin' idealistic intellectual." Michelangelo noticed Donatello was starting to talk about mathematics and shot him an perturbed look. "Don. Shut. Up." Raph snickered under his breath. Silence...... Mike looked at Leo. Leo nodded his head, and Mike rolled away from their shadowed position directly in front of Miranda. She had a look of shock on her face. "Hi, my name's Michelangelo. And you are..?" __________________ "Ninpo began as training to become a moral people and to learn to endure in whatever social condition one is in; to know and accept one's fate, and to live for human beings and all other creatures. The person who masters all of these is a Ninja." (Masaaki Hatsumi)

02-08-2003, 09:50 AM	#20
Jade Green ReyeJaye Join Date: Sep 2002 Posts: 3,873	(Screw the thought intro for now) The look on the female’s face was utter shock as if she had just seen some one who’s been dead for years suddenly come back to life; she shook her head in attempts to regain her mental grounds and scowled at the four. As far as she knew, these four were bounty hunters and well trained ones at that. ‘That Michelangelo,’ She thought, ‘He must have been the one to sense me…’ Because Mike had interrupted her psychic search before, Miranda hadn’t been able to get a clear view on the fours’ true intentions and thus, being the pessimist she was, assumed the worse. Unless… ~Give me one good reason why I shouldn't think you to be bounty hunters.~ She told Mike telepathically; since he was the strongest psychic of the four, maybe he’d be able to reply in the same manner. ~~~*~ Leo had also stepped out, but found it best to let Mike do the talking in this one; he began the initial confrontation, he should finish it. Besides, if anything went wrong, Leo could easily step in.