neonleon | SERPENTINE HORIZON

[In what is now the PIT??? The squishy noises only get worse as they proceed to the end of the access tunnel. Where normally there would be a staircase going up into Metro Tower, there is instead a dead end of a large circular area covered in... you guessed it: MORE GOOP. But the ceiling goes up, up, up covered in eyes and pulsating Krang-And-Belos nonsense. But the circular area is wide, and further looking finds groupings of leafless trees, branches dripping with black and their shadows extending unnaturally long in the light shone on them. Along the walls throughout the area, some of the goop has retreated to make room for paintings, darkly colored and slashed through their canvases. Probably the most alarming is the addition of a graveyard, encircled by more of those horrific trees, but filled with skeletons. Various sizes and structures, but definitely more reptile than human. And closer inspection shows the skulls wearing different colored masks - purple, orange, red of course.

If an animal lived in these tunnels, this would be its nest. But it's not and the animal is Belos, so your guess of how he's been living in Leo's head the last 10 days is as good as anyone's. But the evidence is here.]

....it boggles the mind how he thinks he's a good guy.

[Like WHAT HOOPS does he do to think this is a good person thing to do???]

Edited 2022-12-14 13:55 (UTC)

[ Hunter FLINCHES back from the graveyard of skulls, even though they are clearly not guard bodies. Same aesthetic though. He hates it. ]

This - this looks more like his mind scape. We have to be close.

[He puts a hand on his shoulders.]

We're here.

[ Hunter shivers a little as he stares up at the goop and the trees … and tries not to look at the bones scattered everywhere. ]

I can - I can fly up and see what’s in that knot. Leo has to be in here somewhere.

....

The last time there was a fleshy knot, it was the prison.

Then he’s got to be there. Right?

Most likely. We should go together because that is absolutely a trap.

… yeah. Probably.

[ He scotches forward on his staff? There is room for both turtles if they squeeze. ]

[Getting on and pulling out his staff. Ready to. Help Flapjack with flying if he needs it.]

[Since Raph is an absolute unit.]

[ Raph had to take a minute to do a lil Controlled Breathing For Anger Management Purposes re: the skeletons of the mind, but now he is here. Minor detour. What is WITH this guy and disrespected skeletons.

He will grab the staff with a hand. Like, he's gonna hope that's cool to do instead of trying to sit on it wholesale. ]

[ It’s a little weird, but it works. Hunter nods and lifts off once Raph is settled. Up towards that knot at the top of the chamber… ]

[Gonna just summon a deactivated chainsaw, ready for any cutting free they got to do.]

If Leo is in there, get him to the ground and give him space.

[As Donnie shines the light around at the goop he'll find a darker spot.

You ever have that chocolate bunny that's hollow, and then a corner of its head caves in? It's sort of like that. Except the chocolate is a dark, hard shell, and where the head caved in, there's a flash of green and red. But the entire shell is half-buried in the goop,, the entire mass and Krang-tentacles keeping it held in place at this height, and long strands of dark goop that hoisted him there to start with.]

Edited 2022-12-14 23:40 (UTC)

[ SO THE THING IS THAT THAT'S BAD. ACTUALLY. EXTREMELY. ]

Lookin' for precise and efficient, guys!

[ He feels like grabbing a big mass of dried up shell goop stuff with a giant-ass mystic hand could maybe do fast but not be the most precise or efficient. Or, uh. Safe. For those in fragile states potentially contained within.

The being-handed-a-blade thing is making way more sense right now. ]

[ YEAH UH. Hunter stares in muted horror, one hand going to his mouth. This is so much worse than what he was picturing? Is Leo even ALIVE? ]

R - right! I - Titan, this is bad --

[ But he is gonna toss a ninja star at one of the strands. ]

[That twenty percent is filling in slowly, but surely in the worst way, but]

[He is not surprised.]

[His resolve builds and he drops from the staff, the hover pack forming.] Raph, get ready to catch. [Then the buzzing of the saw activates and he goes to cut through the strands holding up Leo.]

[Those strings are cut easy enough! But as he's free and the weight of Leo and the shell about to fall, the Krang flesh around him tightens its hold, wrapping around him tighter. But even with the motion and the noise, Leo still doesn't react.]

[ Hunter's dismay is total as he sees the flesh just wrap around him tighter. It's too much for him to witness, and even worse for him to consider Leo's probable perspective in this. It's been too LONG. Hunter can't bear this another moment.

There's a tense, and - oh yeah, bad decision time - ]

He can't stay in there! We - we have to get him out!

[ And he dives off the staff, aiming to tackle Leo right through the center of all that muck. After that? It gets harder. But he is going to TRY to flare his wavering connection to the ninpo and blink back down to the floor of the chamber. ]

[Oh, chainsaw may be too slow. An adjustment and the saw turns into a laser to cut through several chunks at once.]

[Calm, calm, just get him out, he expect-]

Hunter?!

[The Krang flesh tries to latch on to Hunter, but quick as a flash, he blinks both himself and encased Leo down to the floor. Coin toss went in favor this time.]

[ Oh. Oh thank Titan for that. Hunter huddles over Leo's prone body, then, clinging to him. ]

I've got him! Down here!

[uh oh]

Hunter, give him space!

[There is panic because he isn't sure it's that easy.]

[He's almost certain it's not.]

Flapjack, bring down Raph! [He's dropping down quickly.]

[The trick being Donnie KNOWS he's kind of fucked up in the head in the moral sense AND said evil laugh at the time, so like he's got at least a modicum of self awareness!]

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