PATH OF THE NINJA: ONE YEAR LATER

[heretic888]

January 5, 2005.

"I hope you enjoyed your stay on Earth, highness. Have a pleasant trip home." Michelangelo said with a smile, bowing curteously to the High Princess of the planet Kadatha. She waved goodbye with a smile, and the Utrom transmat device enveloped she and her entourage in a brilliant flash of light.

Mike looked up at the clock. It was 5:30 in the afternoon. "Well, it's time for me to get going, guys." Mike motioned to his fellow facilitators with a nod. He removed his ornamental robe and headed toward the exit of the Utroms' base off the coast of Manhattan. A high-tech security device scanned his body and blinked a blink of approval. "Good evening, Facilitator Michelangelo Hamato," a computerized voice chimed at him. Mike chuckled and headed for the hover-vehicle that would take him back into the city.

As the vehicle soared across the water, Michelangelo was deep in thought. It had been over a year since Splinter had died of a heart attack. Even though it seemed like it happened in a dream, the pain of the event still tugged at Mike's heart like an ever-present weight. He didn't really show it, but he missed his father. A lot. How the others managed to cope with their sensei's demise was beyond him....

The 30 year old mutant immersed himself into his new job as a reorientation facilitator. He quite enjoyed meeting new alien beings and introducing them to North American culture. Occassionally, he found that he even had to play the role of bodyguard due to some of the human supremacist groups in the city. It was always exciting, and he was well-equipped for the task. He knew that the Oots had offered the job to him for a reason.

The hover-device docked onto the city port, and Mike deftly hopped off his ride. He waved goodbye to the Utrom pilot and headed toward his car. Mike began driving downtown. With luck, he should just be able to make his class on time...

About six months back, Mike used some of the money he had saved from his new job to buy a little property downtown. He had decided to establish a martial arts dojo to spread the teachings of the ninja to those who sought it. This is something he felt Splinter would want him to do, considering he hadn't taken his studies all that seriously in his youth.

Mike parked his car in a garage on the side of the building. He walked outside and looked up at the small sign. It read: "HAMATO NO BUDO", with the accompanying Japanese kanji below it. He had a very small, but loyal, base of students --- usually having no more then a dozen students on any given night. He smiled, walking in the front door of the school right at 6:00. The class was waiting.

"Evenin', guys." Michelangelo said with a smile.

"HEY, SENSEI!!" They yelled in near-unison. Mike chuckled. He preferred to run his classes informally, and this suited him quite well.

"Alright, guys, let's begin..." Mike said, noticing a few new faces in the crowd tonight....

[Lady Estel]

Originally Posted by heretic888

January 5, 2005.

"I hope you enjoyed your stay on Earth, highness. Have a pleasant trip home." Michelangelo said with a smile, bowing curteously to the High Princess of the planet Kadatha. She waved goodbye with a smile, and the Utrom transmat device enveloped she and her entourage in a brilliant flash of light.

Mike looked up at the clock. It was 5:30 in the afternoon. "Well, it's time for me to get going, guys." Mike motioned to his fellow facilitators with a nod. He removed his ornamental robe and headed toward the exit of the Utroms' base off the coast of Manhattan. A high-tech security device scanned his body and blinked a blink of approval. "Good evening, Facilitator Michelangelo Hamato," a computerized voice chimed at him. Mike chuckled and headed for the hover-vehicle that would take him back into the city.

As the vehicle soared across the water, Michelangelo was deep in thought. It had been over a year since Splinter had died of a heart attack. Even though it seemed like it happened in a dream, the pain of the event still tugged at Mike's heart like an ever-present weight. He didn't really show it, but he missed his father. A lot. How the others managed to cope with their sensei's demise was beyond him....

The 30 year old mutant immersed himself into his new job as a reorientation facilitator. He quite enjoyed meeting new alien beings and introducing them to North American culture. Occassionally, he found that he even had to play the role of bodyguard due to some of the human supremacist groups in the city. It was always exciting, and he was well-equipped for the task. He knew that the Oots had offered the job to him for a reason.

The hover-device docked onto the city port, and Mike deftly hopped off his ride. He waved goodbye to the Utrom pilot and headed toward his car. Mike began driving downtown. With luck, he should just be able to make his class on time...

About six months back, Mike used some of the money he had saved from his new job to buy a little property downtown. He had decided to establish a martial arts dojo to spread the teachings of the ninja to those who sought it. This is something he felt Splinter would want him to do, considering he hadn't taken his studies all that seriously in his youth.

Mike parked his car in a garage on the side of the building. He walked outside and looked up at the small sign. It read: "HAMATO NO BUDO", with the accompanying Japanese kanji below it. He had a very small, but loyal, base of students --- usually having no more then a dozen students on any given night. He smiled, walking in the front door of the school right at 6:00. The class was waiting.

"Evenin', guys." Michelangelo said with a smile.

"HEY, SENSEI!!" They yelled in near-unison. Mike chuckled. He preferred to run his classes informally, and this suited him quite well.

"Alright, guys, let's begin..." Mike said, noticing a few new faces in the crowd tonight....

(((Whereabouts would Leo be in the comic, just to fill me in.)))

[heretic888]

((they don't clarify in the comic what Leo's going to do with himself yet.

Do whatever you feel would be most in-character with him.))

[Lady Estel]

Originally Posted by heretic888

((they don't clarify in the comic what Leo's going to do with himself yet.

Do whatever you feel would be most in-character with him.))

(((okies here goes nothin)))

Leonardo sighed as he watched Silver get turned down for the eighth time that night. He missed the others dreadfully and wondered where they were.
Silver reminded him of an Australian Rapheal with a terrible addiction for smoking. He was also white and lost a finger on his right hand.

Although he missed his brothers, he missed Sensai terribly, he had to leave the memories but a year in Japan wasn't going to help him forget.

He found Silver in the airport asking the stewardess for her number, too bad she was a he. But then the kid was lost in America, he was looking for a 'HAMATO NO BUDO' in New York and he, being the helping guy he is said he'd take him there.

"Jeezus, ya'd think the shelias' 'ere wud be gentle wiv dem mani's they have." Leo looked up at the albino turtle, waking from his wistful gaze on his bandanna.
"Mani?" he repeated, raising an eyeridge. Silver smaked his forehead.
"Manicures, bruce!" he exclaimed shaking his head, leo could see the pink mark on the younger turtles cheek where the girl slapped him. He got up and tied his bandana back on, mumbling for him to follow.
Come to think of it Leo thought to himself he knows my past and yet he won't tell me his. I keep asking him and he changes the subject. I'd better keep an eye on him.

(((that ok?)))

[heretic888]

((that's fine. ))

[Lady Estel]

Originally Posted by heretic888

((that's fine. ))

(((arigato)))

[Hannah]

((Yay, the RP is here! Hmm, I think I was gonna play as my character? Yes, I think so. So, I'll just roll along with this. Hmm, lesse, alone.. early thirties... okay, I'll actually RP now ))

Kenai sighed as she loked up at the apartment, now occupied by two college students who had enough money to buy it. She now had the money, but she had no idea where to go. She walked down Broadway St., whistling as she walked. She acted cheery, though she wasn't. Her life was falling apart. She wished that Master Splinter never left her friends and herself. She knew she shouldn't have sold her apartment, but they offered a little too much for her to reject. They bought her apartment and moved in last week. She'd been staying in the cheapest motels she could find, which meant she had to walk and take subways out of New York to New Jersey. Now she was back in New York, and trying to find a place to get some decent food.

((Was that okay? ))

[Lady Estel]

Originally Posted by kenai

((Yay, the RP is here! Hmm, I think I was gonna play as my character? Yes, I think so. So, I'll just roll along with this. Hmm, lesse, alone.. early thirties... okay, I'll actually RP now ))

Kenai sighed as she loked up at the apartment, now occupied by two college students who had enough money to buy it. She now had the money, but she had no idea where to go. She walked down Broadway St., whistling as she walked. She acted cheery, though she wasn't. Her life was falling apart. She wished that Master Splinter never left her friends and herself. She knew she shouldn't have sold her apartment, but they offered a little too much for her to reject. They bought her apartment and moved in last week. She'd been staying in the cheapest motels she could find, which meant she had to walk and take subways out of New York to New Jersey. Now she was back in New York, and trying to find a place to get some decent food.

((Was that okay? ))

(((thought it was ok)))

[Hannah]

Originally Posted by Lady Estel

(((thought it was ok)))

((Yay, thanks ))

[heretic888]

((Was that okay? ))

((Ummm... sure. You'll just have to explain why your character knows Splinter but not Michelangelo, and why she wasn't at his funeral.

Everyone, please don't "write in" a history between your own characters and the TMNT characters if you can help it. It will make things very confusing and is not conducive for good role-playing.))

[Hannah]

Originally Posted by heretic888

((Ummm... sure. You'll just have to explain why your character knows Splinter but not Michelangelo, and why she wasn't at his funeral.

Everyone, please don't "write in" a history between your own characters and the TMNT characters if you can help it. It will make things very confusing and is not conducive for good role-playing.))

((ooohhh.. I can't? Okay then, I'll just get rid of that Master Splinter part?
Would it be okay if my character meets the turtles like, in this RP? Hmmm, I guess that's all I can do or I'll switch to some un-used character or quit .))

[heretic888]

Would it be okay if my character meets the turtles like, in this RP?

((That would be ideal. ))

[Jade Green]

((Not so sure where to place Don or Miranda... but I'll try))

Miranda Ann Tezlof stepped off of the subway train, adjusting the collar of her favorite long coat as she did so. She only recieved a few stares as she made her way out of the station and onto the streets above. In a day and age where official 'alien visitations' weren't unheared of, a simple mutant like herself didn't even make a splash - especially in a city like Manhattan, New York.

She snorted to herself as she walked down the busy street. There had been a time when she and others of her kind were forced hide from the view of the general public, a time of harship where survival and freedom were the only things on their minds, it was a time of war; but those days were gone. A lot had happened since the Ultroms had landed... the Mutant Militia had all but disapeared and the Outlanders had wittled down from nearly three hundred to just twenty.

Freedom was pretty much theres for the taking, after all, the didn't have the Mutant Militia to worry about anymore and the Ultroms proved to be friendly; the only real trouble was the antialien/mutant extreamists... and most of them were usually worried about the aliens.

Miranda was one of those who had left the Outlanders, but not completely. She was still 'Greysight' to them and would always be there to lend a hand when the group needed it. She stopped at the street corner, leaned against the post and wondered what exactly she would do today.

[Hannah]

Kenai's stomach grumbled as she walked along the pavement. 'The Lion King? Sheesh, on broadway? I should've known...' she thought to herself.
Kenai blent in with the crowd well. No one cared for physical features much, so with her tan hat covering her shoulder-length brunette hair, a pair of tan denim pants,red sweater, and fur coat, she looked like any other typical human. She was wearing her best clothes so she didn't look like a bum. She didn't want that reputation, never would she want it. She sighed as she stepped into the path train from NY to NJ. She needed to find a home sometime soon.

[heretic888]

A thirty year old Mars sighed as she glanced about her apartment in the classy upscale part of town. After her father died, and she and the brothers went thier seprate ways, she found herself a place to stay.

((Mars, please recall what I said to Kenai.))

[Mars-Chan]

((Meep! Sorry. Thought it was Mirage..... My bad.....))

[heretic888]

((Meep! Sorry. Thought it was Mirage..... My bad.....))

((It *is* Mirage. Mirage, volume 4.))

[Mars-Chan]

((Then why in the world was the begining pointed out to be...ah, never mind....))

[Lady Estel]

Leo grumbled when Silver awoke him, joking about his old age.Though Silver only woke him because he had slept throught the entire journey on the train (or watever resembles one)
"i'm comming, Rookie!" The two turtles exited the station and adjusted thier jackets, Leo kept to the old trech coat and fedora whilst the 'rookie' wore a grey hoodie and baggy black pants.
"hello New York!" grinned the albino as he gazed at the site. Leo let himself smile as he wondered if one of his brothers was there.

"Hey, Leo." Silver looked at him seriously. "Do ya think they'd accept me there, I know i had my letter back saying im accepted...but what if they think i ain't good enough?" Leo smiled.
"Then I'll train you. It'll help me with pratice." He blinked with surprise as he was brought into a big hug.
"Cheers mate! Come on, lets find the building!"

[heretic888]

((Then why in the world was the begining pointed out to be...ah, never mind....))

((I asked everyone not to "write in" histories between their own characters and cannon characters. What Lady Estel did was okay, because she explained where Leo was and how he met Silver. All of this happened within the last year. What you're talking about in Mars is an in-depth, long history between your character and the others. I'd prefer to avoid that, if possible.))