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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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Confirmation is unnecessary when it comes to knowing you look good, although part of him wonders if it's weird to check himself out considering who's face he's borrowing. ...know what, not going to think about that one too hard (hah, good luck there, Dee.)

There's an eye-roll at Leo once he sees what's caught his brother's eye, but the smirk is enough indication that he doesn't mean anything by it. Donnie steps up beside him.

"Diving right into it, are we?" But really, what other way is there?

"What, you want to go slow? We got all kinds of stores to hit, hermano."

Should he be casually calling Donnie his brother while they look like this? Screw it, he's not going to moderate how he talks when he doubts the guilds are listening. They aren't the same species of turtle and they're still brothers, nothing has changed with their human-shaped coating.

Leo heads straight for the rack, rummaging around for his size. Their dad's teenage body was skinny enough for smalls or mediums at most, but Leo has a shell to account for.

"Come on, can't you see me in this?" he grins and holds it up for Donnie to see.

"An excellent point. Also I must have had a moment of insanity, clearly I was blinded by your astonishingly good looks and forgot who I was speaking with."

Donnie grins ruefully, shaking his head as Leo pulls something from the rack. "Unfortunately. Tasteless as usual," he says as he starts perusing the clothing rack. "I'm not sure what look you're going for with that but in this case, I think it might be just over the top even for you. You could direct traffic with that number."

"Wow-how-how, I graciously agree to be seen with you in public and this is how you repay me."

Just for that he's going to get even louder with his fashion choices. If it has a bright pattern with any sort of blue in it he's grabbing it.

"Go ahead then, show me your fashion sense. I'll try to be impressed."

It can't be a brotherly outing without some shots fired. Donnie gives an exasperated sigh at Leo's blatantly obnoxious choices. Yeah, he knows he's just doing it on purpose now.

"Oh, you won't need to try when you know my fashion sense is clearly superior to yours," he says. Saying it with April's face somehow makes it sassier.

Theoretically one would think he'd go for all the purple themed garments but he relegates those to a few. For the most part his selections look like things he'd seen other people wear in magazines, which...probably isn't too far from the truth.

“Keep dreaming. I’m about to have this whole mall asking me for fashion tips.”

Leo eyes his selections. He knows he’s being purposely obnoxious with his choices, but he has to admit he expected a little more color.

Well, as long as Donnie is picking stuff he actually likes and not just stuff he thinks people wear…

Leo grabs a few less ridiculous things he would actually want to wear. Whenever Donnie is ready they can hit the fitting rooms!

"If that happens I'll know I'm dreaming."

They've never had a reason to shop for clothing so now that he has a chance, Donnie's curious to see how things might look on him. Well, sort of him. Either way, the styles appealed to him so really, it's just a matter of whether it actually works for him. And if it doesn't well, that's fine too.

There are definitely purples- he does have an image to uphold, after all. ...and there's a very purple duster-looking thing that he absolutely has to try.

That's true, this is a rare opportunity. Most of what Leo does own came from online shops, and it's mostly hoodies and tank tops, and his coat and winter things for when NYC is too cold for his poor turtle bones (or when Splinter catches the flu).

But clothes are a way to express yourself, at least for normal people, so he's excited to try it!

"Ready to start trying stuff on? I wanna see how good I look."

It's probably no surprise that they may have completely forgone the original reason that prompted their shopping trip and gotten completely swept up in just getting to try stuff on and see how good they look!

Donnie grins over at Leo. "I'd say this is a sufficient amount to start with. Let's do it!"

Sufficient, he says. They've barely hit one store and already have enough outfits between them to do their own fashion show.

Well, when you look as good as they do it's not hard to!

"Sweeeet, let's go!"

It's a mountain of clothes and Leo has no regrets. It's not like he has to buy it all so why not just have some fun?

He grabs them fitting rooms that are side by side because he absolutely intends to make Donnie look at everything and he wants to look at everything Donnie has too.

"Hope you're ready to be wowed by my incredible fashion sense!"

"Yesssss~"

Donnie certainly won't admit that he's equally curious to see what all Leo's picked up, even despite how hideous some of those had been. What he knows for sure is that there won't be lack of entertainment between the two of them.

"I've lived with you all my life, I think I have a pretty good idea as to what your fashion sense entails," he smirks, ducking into his stall.

"Oh, so you agree that it's incredible."

He gets a smirk back before Leo disappears, throwing on his first outfit, which involves a very sparkly tank top and leather pants. He's going full out on the very first one, hope Donnie is ready to be seen in public with him.

He also spends some time turning off the hologram so he can see how he actually looks in this thing. If anyone sees green feet under the stall door, well, they can't prove anything.

"Make that an adverb and insert alternative adjective of choice. But we'll let the clothes do the talking."

They're in sync mentally when it comes to that idea. What's the point of getting clothes for yourself when they only look good while you're wearing someone else's face??

Even Donnie's flashier choices aren't nearly on the same level as Leo's, but he's still not without a few bright pops of color. Possessed of at least some mind that he'll have to be seen in public with these, his first selection is much tamer by comparison (but then again, look who's being put in contrast), a black button-up with a slightly shiny purple vest over a pair of slacks.

“Incredibly awe-inspiring? Haha, thanks, I try.”

He bursts out of the room, back in Leo Jitsu mode, though if this area doesn’t get too crowded he’s going to stop bothering pretty soon.

For now he does the Shave and a Haircut knock on Donnie’s door.

"Coming~"

True, he doesn't need the prompt but they are both nerds (no matter how much they might protest being called such) and while Donnie doesn't bust out of his stall he does step out with flare.

He is trying to look super serious (okay, overly serious) about this but who is he kidding? As soon as one of them cracks a smile it's over.

Leo looks back at him seriously, even though he currently looks like a living disco ball. He'll probably break any moment now, but he's at least trying not to be first this time.

"Ooh, black slacks, black button up, classic, classic... but with the purple vest to add a little flair. Not bad, not bad... but check me out."

He spins and the sequins catch the light and bounce off it. He really is a disco ball.

"-knew I should've grabbed some shades," Donnie grimaces, shaking his head at his brother's predictable gaudiness. He leans against the side of the stall door, smirking.

"Flashy as one can expect. And here you were unimpressed about that option on my tech-bō."

“Uh, because your tech-bo isn’t me looking totally fab.”

He spins again and then snorts. He’s cracking for sure.

“Come on, Dee, your turn to work it.”

Donnie gives an incredibly exaggerated sigh as though being greatly put upon with that request.

He pulls himself away from the door but in the next breath he stands in contrapposto, jutting out his chin before he shifts positions, pretending to dust off his sleeves. Turning, he directs a look over his shoulder at Leo, arching a brow way up high.

He can sigh all he wants but Leo knows he's loving this too.

"Yeaaah! Wooo!"

Leo does some very exaggerated cheering, pumping his fist. They are absolutely going to get weird looks. Does he care? No.

"I don't know, though, I still think it's a little too stuffy. You can do better."

Embarrassed? Not at all. Donnie doesn't really care if they're getting strange looks- this is what they do and Leo's holding up his end of things as can be expected. The purple-clad turtle snorts, nearly letting a laugh slip. Instead he sucks in a breath to give one last preposterous pose.

"I know, I know. I just wanted to ease into things, you know? 'specially with this going on," he says as he gestures vaguely at his face. He pauses, then looks slyly at his brother.

"Round two?"

Ah yes, the this going on, that is, almost-April's face. Seeing that particular body doing Donnie's ridiculous posing is one of the funniest things Leo has ever seen for sure, and he's just barely holding it together.

But they've got more to go!

He grins back. "Round two."

Off he goes into the changing room! What monstrosity will he come out with next...?

If nothing else, Donnie knows Leo will definitely not disappoint. He ducks back into his own stall even as he goes through his mental catalog of what all he'd pulled from the racks.

Not that he has anything that would ever outdo Leo, but Donnie likes to think he has taste when it comes to fashion. He deactivates his holodisguise because if it doesn't look good on him first, then why even bother!

Leo does the same on the other side, taking a look at himself in his latest ~~disaster~~ fashion choice before he opens the door again, back in human form.

It looks like he's stepped straight out the 70s' because the pants are a beige and navy paisley print, with a navy blue tank on top.

But get ready for the best part...

He also has a matching jacket, currently slung over his shoulder.

At this rate he just needs some platforms and sunglasses... Wait, he already has the sunglasses.

Donnie steps out a beat later, not at all because he was practicing posing.

While Leo went 70s, his outfit looks like a flashback from the 80s, from the ripped jeans to the loud, geometrically patterned shirt (with a healthy dose of purple, of course) and a denim jacket to top it all off.

No shades, but he does tweak his glasses up as he slides a look over at Leo.

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