[You know what's not cool? Gaining eight hundred pounds over night. Yeah, no. Raph wouldn't recommend it. He also wouldn't recommend waking up in the wreckage of wooden splinters that was once your bed because it collapsed under said weight. He also wouldn't recommend waking up a giant lizard that looks all too familiar, scaring the crap out of ( Read more... )

[Somewhere in the treetops by the village square, Raph's come to survey the damage left in wake of today's event.]

Ah, stupid humans. [He shifts on his perch for a better view of the now really dumb-looking fountain, snapping off a nearby branch and tearing it to pieces for the sake of destroying something.] Somebody hands 'em a box of chocolates ( Read more... )