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Let's do the time warp again~
Who: Leonardo Hamato ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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What: Leo has been aged up... into extra wrinkly adult Leo with added apocalypse vibes
When: Late July/early August
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: Potential for apocalypse talk, body horror, family death, dismemberment
[Master Leonardo, leader of the resistance, wakes up in a place he did not fall asleep - in the softest bed with the silkiest sheets he's felt in, well, ever. And he knows right away that some shenanigans are definitely occurring. This is not hisbeautiful house time, and this is not his beautiful wife body. He doesn't know everything, but enough foreign memories are there to explain that much.
Somehow he's ended up in the body of his younger self, somewhere that is not his own timeline. Weird, but then, his whole life has been weird from the beginning.
He's feeling pretty calm about it, all things considered. While he may not know exactly what's going on, he knows that this is a place his younger self found safe, and he feels like this situation will resolve itself sooner or later. He'll ask Mikey for theories once he's back, assuming he remembers it.
For now, well... might as well take advantage of a world that isn't on its last leg.]
A: Hot Bean Juice - 33-year-old Leo (Open to anyone with access to Dylan Brock's penthouse)
Does this apartment belong to a movie star or something? Swank-kaaay.
[Leo can't help but stare around in awe as he moves through the penthouse - even pre-apocalypse, he'd never been in a place so nice, outside Big Mama's hotel. Hopefully no one thinks he's an intruder; maybe he should come up with a better cover story than, "Don't worry, I'm just temporarily possessing my teen self's body."
Leo at this age is considerably taller than his younger self, just over six feet. He's broad and muscular, and one arm is missing, though luckily for him his big, bulky robot arm came with him. He carries one sword instead of two, a bright red mask wound tight around the hilt. He's got a good number of scars and a good number of wrinkles, but his smile is easy and relaxed as he moves around.
He heads for the kitchen (once he finds it), and quickly finds exactly what he was hoping for.]
Oh, thank you, Pizza Supreme in the Sky.
[It takes him a moment to figure out the coffee maker, but soon enough he has a mug full of steaming hot coffee, inhaling the scent so hard he nearly snorts it all up his nose.]
I've missed this so much.
[He hopes he remembers this; he wants to lord it over Donnie later.]
B: Bless the Rains Down in Michigan - 33-year-old Leo (OTA)
[Realizing his younger self has been living in Michigan, of all places, had been a bit of a shock, but Leo is nothing if not adaptable. He's figured out how to get around this place quickly enough, utilizing his ninja skills, and has taken some time to explore.
Rain moved in about an hour ago and hasn't let up, and Leo is delighted. No one appreciates how nice it is to just sit and let the rain hit your face until the water dries up and is replaced with acid.
Leo's sitting up on a rooftop currently, his feet dangling over the edge, his face just... turned up toward the sky, letting the rain hit it. His mask and scarf and pants are soaked through, but his eyes are closed and his smile is content.
He's remarkably good at noticing when someone is approaching him, no matter how much or how little noise they're making. He doesn't even look, he just speaks.]
You ever think about how great rain is?
C: And I Feel Fine - 40-year-old Leo (OTA)
C1
[Another slip, another distortion, and an older Leo is here again. From even further into the apocalypse now, his face looks even more haggard, his clothes even more dirty and torn, new scars and new furrows covering his skin and shell. Two masks decorate his sword's hilt now, purple and red intertwined.
He's pretty sure he's dead, or will be soon. His time is over, his world is lost. But he sent Casey back, and he has all the faith in the world that Casey will accomplish the task Leo gave him.
Casey is their hope, after all. And hope is a ninja's greatest weapon.
His family is gone, and it stings, but there's a peace Leo feels, too. He'll be back with them again soon - Dad, Raph, and Donnie, who he's missed for so long, April and Mikey, the fresh and still stinging wounds. But first, seems like his soul is taking another detour.
The lights and crowds of Central City are... a lot for someone who's grown so accustomed to the ruins of civilization, and Leo finds himself getting away from it, eventually stopping in a scraggly, rundown park that it doesn't look like many people like to enter. Not that Leo is too worried about anyone attacking him, and he has enough of his younger self's understanding of the world to know he isn't putting him in any danger by being out in public.
He finds a bench and sits on it, just for awhile, watching the pigeons that hop by, the bugs, the wind in the trees.
Life here isn't perfect, he knows: there's crime, there's death, there's suffering. But there's life too, and isn't that incredible?
He just wishes he could have given his own world that back.
He'll stay seated until someone else comes along - if they look like they want the bench, Leo will move to the side.]
Hey, sorry - didn't mean to take up the whole seat, heh.
C2
[Maybe there's a reason people avoid this park, actually, because while Leo is chilling, he hears a crime in progress - specifically a mugging.
Leo gets up, moving quietly to get closer and take a look. It's a human with a gun, and he's not impressed in the slightest.
Soundlessly, Leo moves behind the mugger... and plucks the gun right out of the guy's hand, clicking the safety and then spinning it around his finger.]
I'll be taking that, thank you!
["Hey!" starts the mugger, but when he turns around and gets a look at Leo... he decides to make a hasty retreat.
Maybe you were the victim, or maybe you're just a bystander - either way, catch Leo smirking at the guy's retreating back.]
Ah, come on - [He glances at the person standing there, winking.] - there's no way this handsome face is that scary.
[[OOC: I'll match you if you'd rather do prose than brackets. Also I don't have room for adult Leo icons so you get teen Leo icons but just imagine the big guy, thanks.
Hit me up if you'd like something more specific!]]
faceguy and YOU What: Leo has been aged up... into extra wrinkly adult Leo with added apocalypse vibes
When: Late July/early August
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: Potential for apocalypse talk, body horror, family death, dismemberment
[Master Leonardo, leader of the resistance, wakes up in a place he did not fall asleep - in the softest bed with the silkiest sheets he's felt in, well, ever. And he knows right away that some shenanigans are definitely occurring. This is not his
Somehow he's ended up in the body of his younger self, somewhere that is not his own timeline. Weird, but then, his whole life has been weird from the beginning.
He's feeling pretty calm about it, all things considered. While he may not know exactly what's going on, he knows that this is a place his younger self found safe, and he feels like this situation will resolve itself sooner or later. He'll ask Mikey for theories once he's back, assuming he remembers it.
For now, well... might as well take advantage of a world that isn't on its last leg.]
A: Hot Bean Juice - 33-year-old Leo (Open to anyone with access to Dylan Brock's penthouse)
Does this apartment belong to a movie star or something? Swank-kaaay.
[Leo can't help but stare around in awe as he moves through the penthouse - even pre-apocalypse, he'd never been in a place so nice, outside Big Mama's hotel. Hopefully no one thinks he's an intruder; maybe he should come up with a better cover story than, "Don't worry, I'm just temporarily possessing my teen self's body."
Leo at this age is considerably taller than his younger self, just over six feet. He's broad and muscular, and one arm is missing, though luckily for him his big, bulky robot arm came with him. He carries one sword instead of two, a bright red mask wound tight around the hilt. He's got a good number of scars and a good number of wrinkles, but his smile is easy and relaxed as he moves around.
He heads for the kitchen (once he finds it), and quickly finds exactly what he was hoping for.]
Oh, thank you, Pizza Supreme in the Sky.
[It takes him a moment to figure out the coffee maker, but soon enough he has a mug full of steaming hot coffee, inhaling the scent so hard he nearly snorts it all up his nose.]
I've missed this so much.
[He hopes he remembers this; he wants to lord it over Donnie later.]
B: Bless the Rains Down in Michigan - 33-year-old Leo (OTA)
[Realizing his younger self has been living in Michigan, of all places, had been a bit of a shock, but Leo is nothing if not adaptable. He's figured out how to get around this place quickly enough, utilizing his ninja skills, and has taken some time to explore.
Rain moved in about an hour ago and hasn't let up, and Leo is delighted. No one appreciates how nice it is to just sit and let the rain hit your face until the water dries up and is replaced with acid.
Leo's sitting up on a rooftop currently, his feet dangling over the edge, his face just... turned up toward the sky, letting the rain hit it. His mask and scarf and pants are soaked through, but his eyes are closed and his smile is content.
He's remarkably good at noticing when someone is approaching him, no matter how much or how little noise they're making. He doesn't even look, he just speaks.]
You ever think about how great rain is?
C: And I Feel Fine - 40-year-old Leo (OTA)
C1
[Another slip, another distortion, and an older Leo is here again. From even further into the apocalypse now, his face looks even more haggard, his clothes even more dirty and torn, new scars and new furrows covering his skin and shell. Two masks decorate his sword's hilt now, purple and red intertwined.
He's pretty sure he's dead, or will be soon. His time is over, his world is lost. But he sent Casey back, and he has all the faith in the world that Casey will accomplish the task Leo gave him.
Casey is their hope, after all. And hope is a ninja's greatest weapon.
His family is gone, and it stings, but there's a peace Leo feels, too. He'll be back with them again soon - Dad, Raph, and Donnie, who he's missed for so long, April and Mikey, the fresh and still stinging wounds. But first, seems like his soul is taking another detour.
The lights and crowds of Central City are... a lot for someone who's grown so accustomed to the ruins of civilization, and Leo finds himself getting away from it, eventually stopping in a scraggly, rundown park that it doesn't look like many people like to enter. Not that Leo is too worried about anyone attacking him, and he has enough of his younger self's understanding of the world to know he isn't putting him in any danger by being out in public.
He finds a bench and sits on it, just for awhile, watching the pigeons that hop by, the bugs, the wind in the trees.
Life here isn't perfect, he knows: there's crime, there's death, there's suffering. But there's life too, and isn't that incredible?
He just wishes he could have given his own world that back.
He'll stay seated until someone else comes along - if they look like they want the bench, Leo will move to the side.]
Hey, sorry - didn't mean to take up the whole seat, heh.
C2
[Maybe there's a reason people avoid this park, actually, because while Leo is chilling, he hears a crime in progress - specifically a mugging.
Leo gets up, moving quietly to get closer and take a look. It's a human with a gun, and he's not impressed in the slightest.
Soundlessly, Leo moves behind the mugger... and plucks the gun right out of the guy's hand, clicking the safety and then spinning it around his finger.]
I'll be taking that, thank you!
["Hey!" starts the mugger, but when he turns around and gets a look at Leo... he decides to make a hasty retreat.
Maybe you were the victim, or maybe you're just a bystander - either way, catch Leo smirking at the guy's retreating back.]
Ah, come on - [He glances at the person standing there, winking.] - there's no way this handsome face is that scary.
[[OOC: I'll match you if you'd rather do prose than brackets. Also I don't have room for adult Leo icons so you get teen Leo icons but just imagine the big guy, thanks.
Hit me up if you'd like something more specific!]]
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Like, a real one?
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[You didn't think he'd given up the bad jokes, did you? He's literally a dad now.]
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[Accelerator stares up at Leo, his mouth twitching as he fights to keep a straight face. That joke is really bad, but he thinks it's funny, but he knows what can happen if he shows too much emotion. Even if it's good emotion.]
That's fucking terrible.
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He laughs.]
Harsh critic. But I think I can crack through your shell yet.
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That one's even worse.
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[Can't stop won't stop.]
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He knows if he does that the guy's insides will probably explode, so he's trying his hardest here.]
Shut up.
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...You know, I think I want something to drink. It's hot out here.
[He gets up from the bench, gesturing for the kid.]
I saw a fast food restaurant pretty close. We can go there and I'll see who I can call that can help you. Alright?
[And meanwhile he'll at least try to get some fluids in this kid.]
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... Yeah. Whatever.
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He holds out his hand in offering.]
Stick close to me, alright?
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Staring.
Staaaaaaring.
And then he looks up at Leo, frowning.]
.............
I'm gonna break your arm if I touch you.
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Though the wording of "if I touch you" rather than "if you touch me" is... suspicious.]
How would you do that?
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[He waves an arm vaguely.]
I turn your momentum back around on you, which breaks your bones.
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The second explanation helps a bit more. And, wow, okay. That sounds like a pretty dangerous power to have.]
Does that happen with anything you touch?
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[He looks around, thinking, then trots over to a nearby tree. It's just a tree, so he isn't totally sure if his reflection will work on it, but regardless he tries to hit the thing as hard as he can. Which, given his size and lack of muscles, shouldn't be that hard.
Except he's completely breaking the tree in half where he touches it.]
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Clearly, Leo needs to rethink his assessment.
So this is why the scientists are working with Accelerator. He wonders if he was born like this, or…
He’s… really hoping it’s something the kid was born with. (He will be disappointed.)
He whistles.]
Alright, well, that’s some power you got. And that happens with anything you touch?
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He nods softly, still staring at the tree.]
Anything that's dangerous is gonna get reflected automatically.
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[Like a nice and well-meaning hug, for random example.]
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Stuff I need to survive is allowed through. Like enough air for me to breathe and food and gravity. [He waggles his hand.] Everything else is a no-go.
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[So Leo will keep his hands to himself. Sure, he’s basically dead, but if any injuries he gets carry back to younger Leo once he’s gone, he can’t imagine he’d be too happy about suddenly broken limbs.]
That sounds like it must be rough for you.
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It makes me strong, so it's fine.
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[Leo knows that the world isn't really perfect like that - it wasn't for him and his brothers, and it hasn't been for Casey or any of the other kids in the Resistance. But still, if there's no reason the kid has to fight, then he doesn't need to be worrying about things like strength.]
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[Therefore Leo is objectively wrong, or something.]
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He likes this less the more he learns about it.]
Maybe you are, but that's not really the point. Adults are supposed to protect kids, you know. Especially little ones.
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Who said anything about protecting?
[He only mentioned being the strongest, and clearly, that and protecting do not go hand-in-hand.]
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