[Open] Productivity

[purplexing]

Who: Donnie purplexing and you..?!
What: Just a mutant teenage turtle who is also a ninja doing completely normal things that aren't breaking any laws whatsoever
When: Late April through early May
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: N/A
Notes: Will match pose style preferences!


I. One Man's Trash is Another Turtle's Treasure

It's always difficult to start from scratch. Difficult but not impossible. More annoying than anything else, really, but certainly not impossible. Having been at square one before, Donnie at least knows what he's in the market for and has a pretty good idea of where to look.

Well, so to speak. He's still relatively new to Central City but finding a junkyard isn't difficult when you have access to the internet!!!

Dangerous? Maybe. Profitable? Hopefully! Either way, the turtle is not planning to go back to the apartment empty-handed. He heads out early since it's easier looking through things when it's daylight, and in his experience junkyards are usually pretty devoid of visitors. Usually.

Purple may not be the most inconspicuous thing to wear but at least he's pretty good about being quick and quiet as he sneaks in.


II. Location, Location, Location

It may be disgusting but the sewers are nevertheless the perfect place to hide and get around in the city. In this instance Donnie's looking more for a hideaway than means of travel, but either way, it's still very clear to him that these aren't the same sewers as he's familiar with.

Sure, Leo had said he'd help look for places, but with excess free time and a lot of the projects he wants to work on hinging on finding a better place to do so, Donnie figures it can't hurt to do some location scouting too. Anyway, he's a ninja. He can take care of himself..!

The turtle errs on the side of caution for his sewer spelunking activities. The way he enters is never near the area he wants to check out, most of his traversing done underground as he scopes out tunnels branching out from the heart of the city. Of course, he's only one turtle, and while the sewers here probably don't run into abandoned subway stations or a maze of forgotten tunnels like New York, it's still a lot to poke around.

He's also unused to the idea that maybe there are other parties possibly interested in moving unseen in the sewers.


III. Alien Skylines

If someone's keeping an eye out some evenings, it wouldn't be terribly hard to spot the strange neon violet flares as something zips up along the length of one of the taller buildings.

Central City will never be New York. That's been established early on, but it still manages to make Donnie homesick every time he manages to get a good view of the cityscape from above.

The rooftops aren't exactly quiet but they allow just the right amount of ambiance that you can still think about things without a sensory overload. And there are a lot of things to think about. How to sneak into school of all things, how to not potentially short-circuit your own brain by accidentally plugging into computers somehow, how to unravel this Confluence nonsense, how to get your brother home safely... The list just grows and grows.

If Donnie's not leaning against the ledge staring out at the rest of the city or suspiciously eyeing the skies for any signs of raining people, then he's settled against a wall, messing around with his phone or tapping at a projected interface over his left forearm.


IV. Wildcard

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Comments

[nerdylilspidey]

Doing what? Doing this?

[He adjusts so his back is against the wall, legs tucked under him and feet pressed flat to the wall's surface. He wiggles his fingers for good measure, clearly showing off just a little.]

I've got stick-em powers. I can stick to walls and ceilings and stuff. Kinda like a spider, y'know?

[purplexing]

[Donnie finally relaxes from his tensed stance, eyeing the other who just looks like he's casually breaking the laws of gravity.]

'Stick-em powers.' Uh-huh. [He arches a brow.] Well, I guess that does explain the whole motif there.

...did you just climb up here because that's kinda creepy.

[nerdylilspidey]

[Don't worry about it, purple boy. Look how comfortably Spidey sits on the wall! This is fiiiine.]

Depends on what you mean by "up here". Y'mean right here, here? Or up to this rooftop here?

[purplexing]

....

[Donnie makes a face before sighing, leaning back against the wall.]

Both, I guess. Not that I'm doubting your arm strength or anything but it is pretty high up.

[nerdylilspidey]

Yeaaaaahhhhhh no. As much as I wanna brag, proportional strength of a spider and all, crawling all the way up this building? That'd take forever.

[He does finally hop down from his perch on the wall, if only because his new turtle friend is clearly unimpressed by it.]

No, I swung up here with my webs.

[purplexing]

Indeed. [Donnie nods, having gone back to tapping at his holo-interface before glancing over once the sticky-dude hops down. He might've been impressed but that was five seconds ago.]

Whoa, so you can stick to walls and spit webs? -eyew, but...I guess cool?

[nerdylilspidey]

[His head tilts slightly in confusion.] Spit..? OH-

[He quickly shakes his head and waves his hands.] Nonono, that's- (Ew.) The webs don't come out of me. It's synthetic. A kind of adhesive that I had to invent. I'd explain it, but most people don't really, y'know. Care.

[purplexing]

Oh, synthetic- okay that sounds so much better.

[Beat.]

Waitwaitwait, rewind, you synthesized your own webs?? How accurate is it on par to actual webbing? ...proportionally.

[nerdylilspidey]

[He blinks under the mask. Ohmigosh is this someone he can nerd with.]

I mean, in terms of the actual chemical composition it's pretty different, obviously. But when it comes to proportional tensile strength and adhesion, well... I'd call it pretty accurate. Proportionately speaking, anyway. I had to make all kinds of adjustments, like they dissolve after two hours because I can't just go around covering New York in webbing, y'know?

[If he's starting to sound excited? That's because he is.]

[purplexing]

Fascinating. I will admit, that is no small feat. Spiderwebs while more commonly annoying and gross at times are still no doubt an intriguing material, and putting to practical use is something else.

[Spoken like someone who's applied spiderwebbing to something or another before.

His grin twists just a little at the thought of giant spiderwebs left everywhere.]

Yeck, that sounds like a nightmare alright. Ah, but a fellow New Yorker, displaced by Ye Terrible Confluence as well?

[nerdylilspidey]

Thank you! [Spidey throws his hands up in the air in an emphatic gesture.] Y'know, no one ever appreciates the webs. I worked hard to make this motif work.

[He is... so pleased right now. Practically vibrating with nerdy excitement.]

Yep. Born and raised and then promptly whisked away to this... [He waves a hand at their surroundings.] ..alternate universe. Nifty, huh?

[purplexing]

Branding is important, true. So what're you, the Luchador Araña?

[Back to this Confluence nonsense-]

Right? What a pain. Couldn't even dump us in New York. I mean, it could be worse. Could be Jersey.

[nerdylilspidey]

I'm gonna let that slide since teeeechnically this did start with a wrestling outfit. [He's not... proud of that.] But no, I'm just Spider-Man. Super creative, I know.

[BACK TO THE CONFLUENCE, RIGHT.]

Oh lawd, I'm glad it's not Jersey. Though some of us do get dumped in Kansas, which some people may argue is worse.

[purplexing]

[The turtle barely manages to smother a smirk at that admission.]

Spider-Man? Well, I guess it's better than Spider-Boy or something.

...name's Donnie.

[He makes a face then.]

Eyew, I heard. My brother got dumped out there, actually. Confluence crap or not, I think I got off lucky.

[nerdylilspidey]

Yeah, it's not much better, but-- Nice to meet you, Donnie!

Brother? Oh! [Spidey snaps his fingers, clearly realizing something.] You must be talking about Leo, right? So you're actually newer here than I thought!

[purplexing]

Yep, that's him. Unless you know of any other mutant turtles around here.

[Which he would be keenly interested to hear about in case any of their other brothers have appeared without their knowledge.]

True enough, I haven't been here a month. It's... been something, definitely.

[nerdylilspidey]

Nope, Leo's the first and only. Before you, anyway. Great guy!

[Don't mind him awkwardly attempting to compliment someone's brother. Do people do that? Is that normal?]

Oh yeah, "something" is definitely a good way to describe this place. I've been here for... [He pauses to think back, idly calculating on his fingers.] ..a year now? Just barely over a year.

[purplexing]

[Donnie coughs a bit at that. Yeah, what's he supposed to say to there? It just reminds him how weird it is not being with all of his brothers almost all the time. They're practically accessories to each other, after all.]

Uh. Great! You guys hang out or something? -Pun never intended.

[And then he has to stare in startled shock because a year is definitely too long to think about.]

[nerdylilspidey]

[He winces a little under the mask when he coughs. Score one for Awkward Spidey Being Awkward.]

Just the once, actually. I was kind of-- [Freaking out.] -having a crisis over the network, and he helped me out.

[GONNA IGNORE THAT STARE, HA HA HA. This is fiiiiine. Everything is fiiiiiiine.]

[purplexing]

That sounds fun.

[No, not really. But it's nice to hear that Leo had helped the guy out. Leo's pretty outgoing though, so Donnie's not too surprised there.

He's having some trouble trying to shake off the shock of anyone being there for so long. Hearing that Leo had been here for three months without any of them was almost unfathomable.

Finally Donnie shakes his head, bringing up his computer again with a brief wave over the black wrappings of his forearm.]

Yeah, not doing that. There's gotta be some logical explanation for things. Or at least a way to pinpoint a given dimension and timeframe to open back up to, I mean how hard could that be...

[Okay, it's no walk in the park but he's still determined to figure something out.]

[nerdylilspidey]

Oh, it was. Just-- oodles of fun.

[He's definitely making a face under his mask just thinking about it. So no, he won't be getting into it with a guy he's just met. And also no, he wouldn't wish his existential troubles on anyone.]

You're welcome to look into it. Ask around, too, 'cause I promise you're not the only one trying to figure this whole thing out. Literally no one will try to stop you.

[purplexing]

[Not that Donnie needs to soak in anyone else's problems. He's got a full plate already and most of it is occupied by Leo. With maybe just a side of Accelerator but at least that one's more immediately solvable.]

It's been on my To Do list. [He makes a slight face.] Don't know about the asking around though. Technically I don't exist here.

[Unregistered, he means.]

It's fine, I'll figure something out. There's other ways to find information.

[nerdylilspidey]

Okay, but hey, I know a super smart guy who's been gathering info on this place. If you wanna start there, just lemme know.

But hey, how'd you swing technically not existing? Did you hack into the guilds' databases and delete yourself?

[purplexing]

[Donnie arches a brow at that.]

Oh yeah? I mean, it'll cut down on some work at least. [His expression flattens slightly.] ...you're not talking about yourself, are you?

[He smirks then, giving a shrug and a flick of his bandanna tails despite the fact that they're short and hardly get in the way.]

I mean, I probably could have but it kind of helped that I avoided being in them altogether in the first place.

[nerdylilspidey]

Oh, God, no! [He shakes his head emphatically, hands flailing a little.] No no no, he's a good friend of mine. I'm pretty smart, but my field is absolutely not in- in metaphysics and multiverse shenanigans. If you want more on that, then we've got a sorcerer around here who'd probably know more.

[Spidey is also not in the business of upselling himself. If anything he tends to sell himself short nine times out of ten.]

Wow. So they didn't even manage to pick you up during the confluence? That would make you basically invisible to them, I guess.