Donatello "the air bud of war crimes" Hamato (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
othellovonryan) wrote2023-02-13 04:09 pm
othellovonryan) wrote2023-02-13 04:09 pm
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Noise.
It starts as just irritation. A metaphorical crawling under your skin. Things are too noisy, too bright, there is too much happening all the time and you can't take it all in-
It sounds so inviting, a freedom from the noise, but its wrong, its wrong, its wrong and the noise is getting louder, mechanical and foreboding as it sees you, it knows you are there, and it wants to make you apart of it.
For a moment, there is quiet.
You breathe.
And fall through water.
It starts as just irritation. A metaphorical crawling under your skin. Things are too noisy, too bright, there is too much happening all the time and you can't take it all in-
Then silence it, make it yours, make it you, take control and destroy what will not submit
It sounds so inviting, a freedom from the noise, but its wrong, its wrong, its wrong and the noise is getting louder, mechanical and foreboding as it sees you, it knows you are there, and it wants to make you apart of it.
Anatawa hitorijanai
For a moment, there is quiet.
You breathe.
And fall through water.
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It's not that he doesn't know his place in the family. What he's all about. He's the oldest. The big brother. The one who is the biggest. He's the one who does whatever he has to to keep them all safe. Tries to be a shield from stuff, is still trying to figure out where the line is between shielding and holding someone back. Between carrying them through something when they need it and not letting them learn to walk on their own.
A brother in general. A son in general. Hamato in general.
So like a memory where that clicked. Where he felt that. Like he was exactly who he was supposed to be when it came to his family, doing what he was meant to do.
Watching the escape pod close around Leo and being so relieved that for a second his fear numbed out. Carrying everyone away from a fight they couldn't win. All of them in his arms all at once, hugging him back. Closing dad's door and putting on a brave face and trying to drag his brothers into a game of hide and seek.
April saying trust us, understanding falling into place where it couldn't before, barely keeping balance with an insane amount of pizzas stacked on his head while everyone rooted for him--
TRIES TO TURN FEELING INTO CRAFTABLE? ]
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[Emotion and memories coalesce together and a new craftable appears in the table, 'Family Place']
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Family Place. Yeah. Good. Raph intuited the important lesson of making the emotion resource first so he wouldn't accidentally make a door back to a place he went already. aka he forgot to make the door part in the moment.
Wooden door 2.0, here we go, this time with 'Family Place' power. ]
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[There's the purple.]
There it is. Try to not lose it when you see The Core.
Raph is totally going to lose it when he sees The Core.
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[ GRUMBLE HUFF ETC ETC
He nabs roboDonnie and energy Mikey by the shells and undrapes them from his person. He gives them loud dumb embarrassing forehead smooches just to be evil. ]
You two behave yourselves out here! [ Raph you are in Donnie's heart you are not in charge. ]
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[Donnie nods sagely in agreement.]
[Because little brothers always gotta harass their big bro.]
Ugh, really Raph? I'm not a little kid, you know! [At the smooching because Mikey wants to be seen as perfectly grown up, thank you.]
[Donnie takes to it better, beaming happily because he is here for ANY AND ALL AFFECTION, he is a crystalized aspect.]
We'll be doing a lot better now. Thanks, Raphela.
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[ Relations Donnie gets it!!!
But good.
He's glad neither of them is stuck here alone. It's a whole weird heart brain. Thing. So he guesses it's all Donnie and ugh his brain hurts he's stopping thinking about it. He'll just be glad. ]
Love you guys!
[ Gonna deploy that purple door and head through to The Core! ]
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Love you, Raph! [Because even if he's pouty, he knows Raph will appreciate it with Real Mikey away right now.]
Love you! [Donbot is just here for the love period.]
[And through the door is The Core.]
[Raph will probably pick up the difference of this room. Unlike everything else that had been an amalgamation of different things to express an aspect of Donnie...]
[The Core is instead just a memory.]
[It had been three weeks since the projector had broken. There was no tv, there was no movies, and sure, that didn't mean they were without entertainment. They were industrious kids and even with limited resources, they still found ways to have fun.]
[But their dad used television as a form of escapism and while at times he gave the tv too much attention, he could still mostly be there and present if they really needed him. If he was watching tv, he would know if they were in actual distress. He was easier to pull into fun and games. He may have been addicted to the tv, but he was at least still a physical presence.]
[Their father watching tv was far preferred to the days when he hadn't been able to get out of bed.]
[But the projector had been broken for three weeks, and he had no luck on his scavenging trips, and it had been clear Splinter was suffering without the escapism, starting to go to bed earlier, waking up later, harder to grab his attention.]
[And then Donnie had announced he got the projector working.]
[He had excitedly explained he looked at some of the other appliances and found the patterns and he managed to fix the problem and the projector and tv shows and movies were back.]
[It was the first time Donnie had shown his aptitude for machines. It had also been the most he had ever spoken at once at that age, explaining how he did it. It was after that day Splinter would bring back even broken machines and Donnie would start his passion for tech.]