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Julietta's Blast To The Past Chapter 1Master Splinter was going to be gone for a long time due to a family thing going on in Japan. He would've taken the turtles but he thought it would be too risky. So the turtles stayed behind and were only allowed to go on night watch for the Kraang for about 5-6 hours a night so they could stay safe. Julietta was wandering around the lair looking for someone to hang out with. "Hey Don! Whatcha doin'?" Julietta asked cheerfully. "Oh, hey Juliet. I'm working on a new invention. Foods with special powers. Y'know, pie that can make you really fast or pizza that can make you super strong. Stuff like that." Donnie said. "Woah! That sounds awesome! Can I help!?" Juliet asked. "Uh....sorry Juliet but um.....you're just too young to help me with this kind of stuff." Donnie said nervously trying not to hurt her feelings. "But I'm only 15. I'm practically a year younger than you guys are. You guys turned 16 seven months ago." Juliet said. "Yeah, but technically you're still 2 years younger than wJulietta's Blast To The Past Chapter 1 by JuliettaHamato
Julietta's Blast to the Past Chapter 2The 3 other brothers ran into the lab and stared wide eyed at Julietta. "She's-She's a baby!" Donnie explained. "How did that happen?" Leo asked. "MIKEY! DON'T EAT THAT!" Donnie yelled as he slapped a cookie out of his hand. "Ow! If you wanted it you could've just asked." Mikey said rubbing his hand. "That's what turned Juliet into a baby. I made the cookies so that they would send us back in time for at least a few minutes. But it took time back to Juliet." Donnie explained picking up Juliet. "Can you change her back?" Leo asked. "Maybe. It might take a few days before I can get the antidote." Donnie said looking at Juliet. Suddenly, someone's stomach started to growl loudly. "Mikey, you just had a bowl of your disgusting pizza soup. How can you be starving?" Raph asked. "Dudes, that wasn't me." Mikey said. Everyone looked at Juliet who began to cry. "What do we do!?" Leo asked through the loud crying. "We gotta feed her!" Donnie said. "What do we feed a baby?!" Raph asked. "I know!"Julietta's Blast to the Past Chapter 2 by JuliettaHamato
Little Turtle Dove: Chapter 3Little Turtle Dove- A TMNT fanfic.Little Turtle Dove: Chapter 3 by Shenny-Shendelier
The first cold August draft blew away the warm candle of the July heat in New York City as slight drizzles began appearing as billowing opaque sheets, shouting the presence of its cold biting winters in the city. The sky sheathed a dark sheet of its magnificent dark clouds upon them, blocking out the only warm ray of the shining sun to meet upon the frozen earth. The froth-chained, grey green sea that circled very boundaries of the city now eagerly leapt with its waves dancing to the enchanting whistling tune of the bewitching wind with the seagulls retreating to the tops of the city’s buildings, rustling their feathers, whining and disgruntled by the presence of the wicked winter.
It was the kind of weather that was ready to test anyone’s endurance.
Apparently, Diana loved the wintery season. To her, it was one of the most magical moments to witness the wind and rain at work. To see the clouds twisting and turning
Wanna be part of New Year Comic? (TMNT) CLOSED!Looking for awesome peepsWanna be part of New Year Comic? (TMNT) CLOSED! by Anchy-Wolf
So, I through about making a little something for New Year, and I'll neeeeed lots of people well not so much but yeah OwO
Alrighty, if you wanna be part of this only thing you need to do is comment down reference of your fursona or your favorite OC oh (TMNT will already be in comic so TMNT OC's are welcome!)
please let the reference be clear and draw-able/readable (lol)
something like these
In description write as much information about them as you can, please it'll help a lot ^^
PLEASE NO HUMANS! I'm looking mostly for creatures like animals (on four legs) oh, anthros can pass but they won't be r
The Other Side of the City--Chapter 105Phoenix did know why she hadn’t thought of it before. It was silly that she hadn’t, because now that she had thought of it, it was painfully obvious.The Other Side of the City--Chapter 105 by Illusionna
It only took the murder of crows two days to find them.
When she heard the flurry of feathers outside of her garden window, she knew it had to be them. It was night, and no bird in their right mind was going to be out at this time. But she expected more than two days, and so her excitement was uncontained when a crow alighted in her kitchen, his clawed feet clicking on the concrete as he landed.
“Found them, found them!” he cawed, as two of his fellows came into the warehouse after him.
“It was a piece of cake,” said one.
“No problem at all,” said the other.
Phoenix had rushed up from the chair on which she was sitting, almost knocking over her hot tea as she did so. She reached to grab the mug as it tipped, hot juniper water brushing her fingers. She put
The Other Side of the City--Chapter 104Arcos had not realized how fast Medusa actually was until she wasn't. It took them three times as long to get from the spot where they bedded down that night back to the campsite. She would slither, her only form of locomotion, the muscles in her body undulating until they came to the section of ribs that were hurt. The undulating would stop, and be replaced by a type of tremor.The Other Side of the City--Chapter 104 by Illusionna
The campsite was the same as they had left it, torn tents and tarps, with crustacean mutants littering the ground, and the three burned bodies of their friends.
“So where do we go from here?” Aries asked.
Arcos peeked into one of the tents, and shook his head. There was nothing of any value in it, only a torn and dirty blanket and a rusted tin can of what had once been food.
Medusa looked around, the top of her body moving normally, the lower half unnaturally still. “I don’t see how we’re going to get any information from here…
Oliverio (Oliver)Oliverio (Oliver) by SpiderDetentionaire
It's witty, it's sometimes introvert and Extrovert sometimes. But it can also be a good vigilant.
To he they attract claws, so his weapon is the tekkokagi.
His mask is green because that color reflects things in he how the nature, harmony, growth, exuberance, fertility, freshness, stability and resistance.
It may be a different turtle but with his brothers think and act like them.
This proper name to the as is practical, communicative and observer.
It has easy to make friends. It is reliable and honest.
When proposing something, almost always get it.
The Other Side of the City--Chapter 103Phoenix came home to still empty house, with shopping bags on the table, and a note still on the kitchen counter. The kids weren’t home yet, and she’d be alone for who knew how long. She sighed and put the tea kettle on, recalling her visit to the Inleters.The Other Side of the City--Chapter 103 by Illusionna
Balboa had looked at her for a long time after he'd told her about their stay with the Kraang, and she had simply looked back at him, her knees to her chest, and a look of consternation on her face. She felt small, and helpless, the answers that she was hoping for not being forthcoming. Finally, it was as if Balboa had taken pity on her, reached out a life preserver to her, by asking, "So, tell me how my little sister became the Phoenix."
She blinked at him, brought out of her reverie by surprise.
He patted the place next to him, "Come sit with me for a while, little sister," his voice was the same voice that had spoken to her when he had been hurt, when she'd first met him. "Tell me what has happened to you
'Good Story! Bad Execution.' GrammarNo, keep reading! Just because the title has grammar in it, doesn't mean it's bad! Honest!!'Good Story! Bad Execution.' Grammar by Illusionna
In fact, of all the three things that I've mentioned that make up 'bad execution', grammar is the least of your worries!
All grammar is, is the structure in which a language is composed.
We aren't going to talk about the formal grammar of how one should never end in a preposition or have dangling participles. We are going to talk about large grammar, big picture grammar.
Grammar is how the language is laid out so you can understand it.
That's all it is.
It just wants us to be able to understand each other.
When we write, it gets a little more complicated than when we speak, because we have to convey what we want to say though words on a page, with no physical expression attached to it. The way we do that, is called style.
As you write, you get your own style, but your style still has to follow the rules. This is where I'm l