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revivalproject2020-07-10 11:50 pm
rage_on) wrote in revivalproject2020-07-10 11:50 pm
He-Row in a Half-Shell
WHO: Raphael and you!
WHERE: Around the city
WHAT: Turtle boy's been boredand mildly concerned that he was stuck alone in an abandoned city. Finding people- what a relief..?!
WHEN: 7/10 to 7/17
WARNINGS: N/A, will update as necessary
If this was a joke, it had long since wore out Raphael's patience. It's one thing finding out he was without his brothers on this forsaken planet, but it was another thing entirely to find no one else around at all. The information that had been thrown into his head from touching that strange orb had not been very reassuring, and all he had were more questions and no one to provide answers.
The rain had only lent to the depressive state of the place, and the only hope that maybe there were people around somewhere were in the few places he'd found things around the town center. Places that looked cleaned up and in recent use, power and running water. But where were all the people then?
He hated this.
There were ships still in the hangar, so no one could have left. Of course, none seemed to work either, much less open up. Days had passed, ridiculously long so far as he could figure. With little other things to do aside from scout around, the young turtle had set up a bedroll in a corner of the diner, deciding to stick close to the town center and food for the time being. Maybe someone would show up some day. Hopefully.
That possibility has suddenly gone up a hundred percent, and while he has no idea of what sort of situation the previous abductees of the Agrii have been through the past few weeks, he'll be happy to see he's not alone in this wreck after all.
Hopefully no one freaks out finding a big green turtle napping in the diner.
Or maybe one might come across him doing push-ups or going through kata by the fountain, if not doing some rounds about some sector of the city or another.
Perhaps people are just going about their business, trying to get back into things. It's habit for him to stay out of the way of people, but don't be surprised if you get the feeling of being watched as he tries to gauge what sort of people he's stuck with here. After all, aliens may think he's pretty normal looking, but people tend to scream. A lot.
WHERE: Around the city
WHAT: Turtle boy's been bored
WHEN: 7/10 to 7/17
WARNINGS: N/A, will update as necessary
If this was a joke, it had long since wore out Raphael's patience. It's one thing finding out he was without his brothers on this forsaken planet, but it was another thing entirely to find no one else around at all. The information that had been thrown into his head from touching that strange orb had not been very reassuring, and all he had were more questions and no one to provide answers.
The rain had only lent to the depressive state of the place, and the only hope that maybe there were people around somewhere were in the few places he'd found things around the town center. Places that looked cleaned up and in recent use, power and running water. But where were all the people then?
He hated this.
There were ships still in the hangar, so no one could have left. Of course, none seemed to work either, much less open up. Days had passed, ridiculously long so far as he could figure. With little other things to do aside from scout around, the young turtle had set up a bedroll in a corner of the diner, deciding to stick close to the town center and food for the time being. Maybe someone would show up some day. Hopefully.
That possibility has suddenly gone up a hundred percent, and while he has no idea of what sort of situation the previous abductees of the Agrii have been through the past few weeks, he'll be happy to see he's not alone in this wreck after all.
Hopefully no one freaks out finding a big green turtle napping in the diner.
Or maybe one might come across him doing push-ups or going through kata by the fountain, if not doing some rounds about some sector of the city or another.
Perhaps people are just going about their business, trying to get back into things. It's habit for him to stay out of the way of people, but don't be surprised if you get the feeling of being watched as he tries to gauge what sort of people he's stuck with here. After all, aliens may think he's pretty normal looking, but people tend to scream. A lot.
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"Those Kraang... Those are other aliens you have met?"
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Raphael nods. "Oh yeah. They're these pink brain-looking things with tentacles. They get around in robot bodies and talk in third-person. The Kraang were the ones who were trying to mutate Earth into another Dimension X, which is their freaky homeworld."
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At the description of those aliens Raphael seems to have encountered, Jon... Frowns. "Goodness. They sound... Unpleasant." Good to know Raphael's world has turtle heroes. Obviously other worlds get actual heroes.
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"That. Is a major understatement. Although between them and the Triceratons? I think I'd rather deal with the Kraang. At least the Kraang didn't suck the Earth into a black hole." He scowls at the memory. Watching their home get destroyed, now that's unpleasant.
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Jon also has to frown at Raphael's summary of how other alien species decided to handle Earth. "Just- Please tell me those Triceratons aren't aliens that look like anthropomorphic triceratops."
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He lifts a look at Jon then, pausing. "...okay, I won't." Which was plenty telling in itself. Sorry Jon, there are space triceratops out there.
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"...you know an awful lot different alien species." Yes, that's Jon's initial observation. They won't be able to figure out the mystery regarding a potential Agrii language without being able to confirm any theories with the Agrii anyway.
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He shrugs. "I'm not claiming to be an expert though. I was only in space for several months. Before that the farthest I've been outside of New York was Japan." Which was about sixteen years in the past from where they ought to have been, but he doesn't feel like explaining the time travel trips involving the headache known as Renet.
"So aside from enormous renovations, what all else do you guys need around here?"
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Jon lets out a sigh. Right. Just another He-Row.
"Ah. W-well. People who make sure there's food, of course. Some of us look after the hospital, a few try repairing things. You will... Certainly find something worth your while."
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Raphael shrugs. "Probably time enough to figure that out. I don't do hospitals, but I can do basic patch-ups and set sprains and stuff if needed." Given the consistency that he and his brothers got into fights, both in and outside of training, learning some first-aid was definitely a necessity.