[The shadows scatter under the light, like dark black tentacles hiding at the edges now and releasing a small figure on its own. Like it had been dropped under the bed and forgotten. Or put there to be forgotten.]
[Donatello wins: .... A Leonardo Hamato action figure!!
It's small, about the same size as Donnie's. A lot beaten up, scuffed. Dusty and scratched up with smears of dirt and whatnot. His expression is tired, and a little afraid. Too much put on him too suddenly, like he can't get a breath and is trying desperately to not let anyone know how bad he's struggling at it.]
[He will straighten up, banishing the glove and summons a multitool. He's going to get to cleaning and fixing up this action figure, taking a look around for anything that might be colored paint.]
[Probably. Someone's gotta have tools to make action figures somewhere around here, but there are plenty of boxes on the shelves and some paint supplies in there. Brushes, paints, sealant.]
[It's easy enough to clean up, repaint. Get the Leonardo Action Figure looking clean and new.
But the expression... Still the same. Still afraid, and a grim reminder that Leonardo is just sixteen. Sixteen and had the weight of the entire universe on his shoulders for those brief few minutes to make that decision.]
[Expressions on action figures and things like comics and animations are easier to understand than most. He has longer to study them, the faces are more expression because of their medium. Its easier to figure out what its supposed to convey.]
[But being able to alter the expressions...that isn't really something he knows how to do. That means imagining the face in his mind whole sale and that is]
[A difficult thing to do]
[Hes not sure its ADVISED to try and forcibly change the expressions either .]
[He does, however, put the Leonardo action figure on the shelf.]
[Thinks about it.]
[And moves the family action figures around him. A mix of behind and in front.]
[The Leonardo action figure stands amidst his family.
But something does just... sort of shift. The shelf bumped by some force and the Leonardo figure falls face first onto the shelf while everyone else is unbothered.]
[Yeah, okay, we are going to expand out that base for the figure. We're doing a WHOLE SCENE, everyone gets to be part of the same base with Leo at the center. Try to fall over with all those counterweights of support NOW, Action Leo.]
Nah, the figures all stick where he puts them. Granted, they're still annoyed and disappointed, frustrated as when Donnie steps back, all eyes seem to be on Leonardo in the center now.]
[Wow Donnie. Are you trying to say something here? But it's easy to build the little scene, walls around the five (six? seven including case jr?) of them to settle into.]
[This whole time I was sure my family needed me, but the truth is I need them.
That was the sentiment he reiterated in that Kraang focused comic. A sentiment repeated throughout his stories when he's left alone. It's a feeling that resonates even amongst these figures, all of them standing on their own but Leonardo not able to stand without their supporting him.
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[Purple tinted, but still light.]
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[Tentacles.]
[He is going to summon purple energy in a techno glove around his hand because he absolutely doesn't trust THOSE at all.]
[But then he's going to reach in to grab the figure.]
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It's small, about the same size as Donnie's. A lot beaten up, scuffed. Dusty and scratched up with smears of dirt and whatnot. His expression is tired, and a little afraid. Too much put on him too suddenly, like he can't get a breath and is trying desperately to not let anyone know how bad he's struggling at it.]
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[Okay, this? This he can fix.]
[He will straighten up, banishing the glove and summons a multitool. He's going to get to cleaning and fixing up this action figure, taking a look around for anything that might be colored paint.]
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[He may not be the artist Mikey is, but he can paint in the lines.]
[He can get rid of the dust and dirt, buff away the scratches, give a fresh coat of paint.]
[He]
[He doesn't do anything to the expression directly. He'll ponder that when the rest is cleaned up.]
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But the expression... Still the same. Still afraid, and a grim reminder that Leonardo is just sixteen. Sixteen and had the weight of the entire universe on his shoulders for those brief few minutes to make that decision.]
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[But being able to alter the expressions...that isn't really something he knows how to do. That means imagining the face in his mind whole sale and that is]
[A difficult thing to do]
[Hes not sure its ADVISED to try and forcibly change the expressions either .]
[He does, however, put the Leonardo action figure on the shelf.]
[Thinks about it.]
[And moves the family action figures around him. A mix of behind and in front.]
[There's judgy faces, but less...]
[Lonely perhaps.]
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But something does just... sort of shift. The shelf bumped by some force and the Leonardo figure falls face first onto the shelf while everyone else is unbothered.]
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[Bitch, you gonna fight me using architecture?]
[He directs the floodlights at the shelf.]
[Put up the Leo figure again.]
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That figure just does not wanna stay up there.]
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[Gonna fabricate one of those little platform figures sometimes have to stabilize them for this Leo action figure and will set him there again.]
[Trying to see if there's more tentacles moving the shelf.]
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But the platform does seem to stabilize the figure at least, even if it looks like it's leaning into falling over. But it's stable.]</small.
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[Its stable for now, B U T]
[How poseable are these figures?]
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No tentacles here though. It's probably fine.]
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[Yeah, okay, we are going to expand out that base for the figure. We're doing a WHOLE SCENE, everyone gets to be part of the same base with Leo at the center. Try to fall over with all those counterweights of support NOW, Action Leo.]
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Nah, the figures all stick where he puts them. Granted, they're still annoyed and disappointed, frustrated as when Donnie steps back, all eyes seem to be on Leonardo in the center now.]
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[Ugh, hate that too.]
[WHAT IF I SAY FUCK YOUR POSEABILITY.]
[WHAT IF I JUST THROW ALL THE TOYS INTO A TURTLEPILE, ARE YOU STILL JUDGEY FUCKS ACTION FIGURES???]
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The pile is very turtley though.]
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[Adjust the base to keep the pile together. Make some walls around the shell so SOMEONE will just STAY WITH HIS FAMILY.]
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[Yes]
[He will include Junior. That elevator talk put a lot into perspective, but there is clearly an emotional connection there he will honor.]
[So brothers, dad, April, and the Jones.]
[...Draxum can hang out at like.]
[To the side somewhere.]
[Listen, Draxum is on thin fucking ice, he can join the mental turtlepiles after he's been in a real one.]
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That was the sentiment he reiterated in that Kraang focused comic. A sentiment repeated throughout his stories when he's left alone. It's a feeling that resonates even amongst these figures, all of them standing on their own but Leonardo not able to stand without their supporting him.
What's next for the purple one?]
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