Flex Nard
Master of Games
- Location
- The Outer Rim, JK FL
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Age Of Mutation
-Leo's Lair
His name was Leonardo. He was the eldest of the four brother's when it came to maturity and in his eyes he'd always been a natural born leader. He still mourned for his father every passing day. There wasn't a moment that went by that he didn't see Splinter in his mind. Sometimes he felt he could still hear Splinter whispering to him when he was deep into meditation. But maybe that's just what his mind wanted to hear. Splinter wasn't Yoda after-all and the Force was only in the movies. Leo had lost everything the day Splinter had died. He'd lost his father and he'd lost his eyes. Part of him had wanted to quit; what was life when you could no longer see it's beauty? But Leo refused. He'd used his Ninja-senses to learn to see another way and had become a greater Ninja for it. For a time he'd worn two black eye-patches over his eyes when he'd sank into depression and no longer had a need for bright colors since his eyes were gone. But after a time he'd picked up the blue band again (this time with no eye-holes) and removed the patches; choosing the wear the symbol of what he'd been since the day he'd mutated long ago.
Currently Leo was balanced on-top of a training balance-ball; one foot on the ball another in the air. Rev was standing on a balance-ball facing him along with Leo's other three pupils.
"Focus, don't rely so much on your feline reflexes and balance." Leo ordered as he rolled his ball towards her with his feet careful to not fall of. He then proceeded to slash at her; before throwing a kick attempting to force her to block but then hopefully knock her off.
"You may think otherwise my pupil; but cat's don't always land on their feet."
@Nox
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-Raph's Water-Tower Lair
Kane starred down his father Raphael with a look of anger and contempt on his face. "That's right Kane, harness that anger. Come at me; you haven't been able to put a single scratch on his shell yet, and your old man is fighting you with one friggin eye." Raph spat.
"Damn it..." Kane said as he charged at his father once again unleashing a flurry of strikes from his metal claws all of which Raph blocked with ease.
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-Donnie's Church Lair
Donatello; easily the smartest and most tech savvy out of the four brother's, was always inventing something new. Today's training was supposed to involve one of these said new inventions.
"Wake up John John," Donnie said as he prodded the sleeping Mutant flying fox while he laid in his bunk; with the end of his staff. "You're going to love training today." Donnie said as he took a step back and pointed at four robotic humanoid androids that stood in John John's sleeping quarters.
"These are my new prototype robots; what do you think? Think you can take them down? I'm not so sure."
@See my smile
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-Mikey's Subway Lair
Michelangelo was currently standing on the rooftop of the subway car that was used as the living quarters by he and his pupils. Over time Mikey had acquired and assembled the parts of a old run down jungle-gym that kids used to play on. Except this jungle-gym was really three or four of them combined with different level's and bars going in wacky directions.
"Alright gang, the super Mikey gym is now totally finished." The green turtle grinned with delight. "Jace, I want you to be the first to train up there along with Mikey JR." Mikey said as he pointed to a much younger Turtle with teal skin and a yellow band. Mikey JR jumped onto the jungle gym and fiddled with his long ninja-chain that ended in a blade.
"The rules are simple the two of you face off in a bodacious Ninja battle; which ever dude get's knocked off first loses. Oh yeah and he doesn't get a pizza, or a banana; whichever he prefers. Bummer dude."
@GideonBurkheart
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-The Old Channel 6 Building, AKA Rebel Base Alpha
"And don't forget New York, don't lose hope. The Foot Clan may be growing and more attacks are happening everyday. The Government may have abandoned us and walled us in to die but we fought. And we will continue to fight. The Rebellion is growing and we will continue to work with the NYPD Remnant and the Old City Council of Human's and Mutants to make sure the streets are safe. this is April O'neil signing out." she said as she ended the live stream and her camera stopped rolling.
April was older then she'd been when she'd first met the Turtles and fallen in love with their wacky adventures. But she still looked great. She'd traded her once vibrant yellow jacket however for a red band over her forehead and a bullet belt across her breast. Her hair was still red and her eyes still held a fire in them that still captivated her viewers and her people.
"You did great babe," Casey Jones grinned as he leaned against the wall.
"While you was broadcasting I was scouting our channels for chatter. Some of our spies reported Foot Clan activity on the docks. Seems there may be a big shipment of drugs and weapons coming in." Casey said. The wall around New York was complete except for one dock that was left open so that the civilians could get supplies. This was the one notion of kindness the bastard government had shown them; however it also meant this was the one spot the Foot liked to collect all their banned items.
"Martin," Casey said as he pulled out his phone and dialed the infamous Wolfhound; one of the Rebel's best and an ex Foot-operative. "We got Foot activity on the docks, meet me and April in the lobby and come prepared for war. You're going to lead our forces on the docks to make sure whatever shipment the Foot is expecting doesn't reach our shores." Casey wasn't sure where Martin was but hopefully he was in the building somewhere; most likely his private quarters or one of the Rebel hang out lounges in the renovated News Station.
@KnightDisciple
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-NYPD Remnant Territory, 'The Old City'
Today the square of the Old City was alive with a throng of humans and Mutantkind alike. Standing on a podium were the leaders of the Old City Council of Human's and Mutants. The mayor elect of the humans was a woman named Janice Hillborne; the mayor elect of the Mutants was a Mutant gecko who called himself Getsu.
A throng of bodies stood before the podium to listen to the leader's speak. But when there was a public event there was also the danger of a Foot Clan attack. the NYPD Remnant were in full force patrolling the event and on rooftops overlooking it; making sure there was no sign of Foot activity.
Commissioner James O'Connell would surely be here to witness and oversee this event and make sure it went smoothly without issue. While listening to the
politicians speak the Commissioner would get a call.
"Commissioner O'Connell?" it was a female voice on the line. "This is April, I just wanted to give you a heads up about Foot activity on the docks. I know your hands are full with the rally today so I thought I'd let the Rebel's step in and take care of things. Your free to send forces to the docks if you like." she said.
@Zaravan
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-Foot Clan Base of Operations
Within the Foot Clan's fortress Karai stood within her chambers as she looked upon her greatest warriors and assassins. She stood in the converted armor that had belonged to her 'father' Oroku Saki.
"You are all children of Oroku Saki, even if you did not know him. Do not forget that." Karai said as she circled Shek and Slasher and a few other pupils.
"We are expecting a large shipment of drugs and weapons in thirty minutes." Karai said. "This shipment is very important; Foot Soldier's are already standing by. However this mission needs a personal touch. Shek, Slasher... one of you will go to the docks. The other one will go to the Rally currently being held in the Old City. Whichever of you chose to go to the Old City you will bring a force of sixty Foot Ninja warriors who will follow your lead. Your mission is to kill the mayor elects... if you can. But overall you need to send a message. A message that no government rally's will stand without the Foot's involvement. Kill people, maim people... make sure that they still fear us."
Slasher looked over at the wolf-mutant and cocked his head. "Which one you want Shek?" Slasher grinned. "I could care less they both sound fun; I'm sure some dumb assholes will show up at the docks and try to stop us."
@Dancelord
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-The Docks
Veronica Wilder a Mutant with a deep hatred for Karai and the Foot Clan would find herself patrolling the docks; one of the many places the Foot loved to show their ugly faces. As she turned the corner of a large shipping container she'd see a small squad of ten Foot Soldier's standing on one of the docks seeming to be waiting for something.
@HoodedHero007