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[Open] Generic 80s new wave, beep ba beep ba beep ba
Who: Leonardo Hamato ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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What: Various 80s shenanigans in the first part of the time travel plot
When: late March, 1985
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: none currently
A: Can we go thrift shopping?
[Turns out Leo's credit card doesn't work in the past, a fact that would not be shocking to most people but is a little shocking to the teenager. He just didn't consider it, alright!
Thankfully he did think to keep a little cash on him, though it's not a lot. Still, Leo has been making do his whole life, often with no money at all, so he's not intimidated by the challenge.
He has a skateboard he liberated from some trash, and new dudes purchased for a few bucks from a charity thrift store. He has fully embraced his best 80s style, which is to say bright colors and geometric patterns. Even if he weren't a turtle he would stand out right now.
Leo whirls around in front of the shop, checking himself out in the window and impeding foot traffic.]
Yeah, I can definitely get into this.
B: Crime Never Sleeps
[Sure, Leo is supposed to be looking for Chaos Gate, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have a little time to stop some crime. Especially since he's made contact with Starstruck and his crew, and especially seeing how villains just run amok in Central City 1985.
It's dusk now, and Leo is currently chasing a duo of thieves that just held up a liquor store. He runs over the rooftops to avoid the traffic down below, then portals down to street level, just in front of the crooks. He raises his katana to halt their advance, one raised close enough to one thief's throat to make him stop dead in his tracks.]
Don't mind if I get to the point.
[Unfortunately, the other thief ducks Leo's swords and keeps running. Leo can only glance over his shoulder, irate.]
Hey, no fair! You're supposed to surrender now!
[Little help?]
C: Earth, Wind, Fire, and Turtle
[There are lots of classic 80s things Leo wants to try, but today he has been pulled decisively toward a pretty crowded roller rink that is doing a disco night. Though the place is packed, most of the locals part the way for Leo, given his inhuman appearance.
He's decided not to let it bother him, though, having an absolutely blast gliding around on the rink and dancing to the 70s and 80s hits blasting through the speakers.
As the song ends, Leo changes course and glides to the wall. Maybe you came with him or maybe he just recognizes you, or maybe you were alone and he decided to come pick up conversation. No matter the case, he spins to a stop and leans against the wall.]
This place is - oh, what do they say? ah - totally tubular.
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faceguy What: Various 80s shenanigans in the first part of the time travel plot
When: late March, 1985
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: none currently
A: Can we go thrift shopping?
[Turns out Leo's credit card doesn't work in the past, a fact that would not be shocking to most people but is a little shocking to the teenager. He just didn't consider it, alright!
Thankfully he did think to keep a little cash on him, though it's not a lot. Still, Leo has been making do his whole life, often with no money at all, so he's not intimidated by the challenge.
He has a skateboard he liberated from some trash, and new dudes purchased for a few bucks from a charity thrift store. He has fully embraced his best 80s style, which is to say bright colors and geometric patterns. Even if he weren't a turtle he would stand out right now.
Leo whirls around in front of the shop, checking himself out in the window and impeding foot traffic.]
Yeah, I can definitely get into this.
B: Crime Never Sleeps
[Sure, Leo is supposed to be looking for Chaos Gate, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have a little time to stop some crime. Especially since he's made contact with Starstruck and his crew, and especially seeing how villains just run amok in Central City 1985.
It's dusk now, and Leo is currently chasing a duo of thieves that just held up a liquor store. He runs over the rooftops to avoid the traffic down below, then portals down to street level, just in front of the crooks. He raises his katana to halt their advance, one raised close enough to one thief's throat to make him stop dead in his tracks.]
Don't mind if I get to the point.
[Unfortunately, the other thief ducks Leo's swords and keeps running. Leo can only glance over his shoulder, irate.]
Hey, no fair! You're supposed to surrender now!
[Little help?]
C: Earth, Wind, Fire, and Turtle
[There are lots of classic 80s things Leo wants to try, but today he has been pulled decisively toward a pretty crowded roller rink that is doing a disco night. Though the place is packed, most of the locals part the way for Leo, given his inhuman appearance.
He's decided not to let it bother him, though, having an absolutely blast gliding around on the rink and dancing to the 70s and 80s hits blasting through the speakers.
As the song ends, Leo changes course and glides to the wall. Maybe you came with him or maybe he just recognizes you, or maybe you were alone and he decided to come pick up conversation. No matter the case, he spins to a stop and leans against the wall.]
This place is - oh, what do they say? ah - totally tubular.
[[OOC: I'll match formatting so feel free to use prose if you prefer. Hit me up at
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Leo turns at this criticism of his fit and flicks his sunglasses down so he can look over the top dramatically. He's still wearing his blue bandanna underneath them because that's part of his Brand.]
Why blend in when you can stand out?
[Actually, there are plenty of times when Leo would rather blend in, school back in the correct time being one of them. But his disguise watch doesn't even work in this time for some reason, and if he's going to be like this he might as well enjoy it.]
What, are you worried I'm going to break the prime directive or something?
[Outing himself as a sci-fi nerd right off the bat.]
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[As long as no one's, like, freaking out, it's fine, right? No one's attacking the guy. He might be getting some Looks but it's. Fine. Probably.] How much did that stuff cost? [Should he be trying to blend in more? Also, how is he supposed to get money for that?? Stiles might not have thought this time travel thing through.]
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[He spends a lot of his time dumpster diving or even occasionally stealing things so thrifting is really a step up for him.]
Looking for a wardrobe change too?
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[He glances down at his own clothing, which is jeans and blue sweatshirt.] Do I look like I stick out? [He is asking a turtle for fashion advice. This might as well happen.]
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Leo makes a considering noise, rubbing the underside of his chin in thought.]
I mean, not really, but you also look like the mayor of Boringsville. Sure you don't want a makeover? I can be your personal stylist.
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[He's not boring! He's just. Comfy. It's a style. Kind of.]
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[He could at least take some style notes, but here they are.
He holds out a three-fingered hand.]
I'm Leo, by the way.