Hello, I'm Donatello but my brothers call me Donnie.
I'm a turtle that trains in the ancient Japanese art of ninjutsu.....keep an open mind.
I like to tinker, repair and build. To me there is nothing better than creating a new device.
But aside from that I have found some spare time between
working in my lab, ninja training and the occasional shell kicking, and I decided to make a blog,
Feel free to ask me anything you please :)
((Tmnt 2007 Donatello rp ask blog))
Don cursed as he climbed down the fire escape to retrieve a wrench that had fallen as he was jumping across the alley. “..I could have sworn I zipped my bag…” he groaned in irritation as he landed next to a couple trashcans and searched for the missing tool.
Siren released her breath she was apparently holding. Stepping out cautiously into the street light. She let her ice blue eyes wonder around her surroundings. Until something- or to be more accurate someone- was in her sight. She was going to pull her Kama and silence the person just to be extra careful until her foot felt a strong metal hit it’s. Yelping loudly she fell face first on the ground panting. Like second nature she grabbed her left leg seeing a big cut. Cursing she looked to see what tripped her to find a natal wrench rolled over a little. Turning she saw the figure turn and stand in her direction. “Shit…” She mumbled
Sensing that he has been seen, Don quickly stepped back into the shadows. This day couldn’t get any worse. He couldn’t find the material he needed to repair the lairs TV and now Mikey is not going to leave him alone until he does. Not only that but Don can now add loosing his wrench and being spotted. What a ninja he turned out to be.
A few moments of silence flew by, she realized that his first instinct was to take flight but she needed to gain intel and drop the tracker at their lair. Mentally cursing herself she bit her tongue. “Y-you dropped this…” She leaned down from the floor and showed him the rusted wrench. “I-I’m guessing it’s yours?” She asked wearily while her other hand fell upon her cut leg.
Don cursed and peaked out from behind the trashcans slightly to get a better look at her. “Ah..yes. I had no idea that I dropped it. Thank you. You can just leave it there and be on your Mary way. Don’t mind me.” He laughed nervously and gripped a trash cans lip.
Siren hummed. ” your Cute, but if you already haven’t noticed… I’m bleeding.”
Siren showed him her now bloodied hands. “An do fell on your wrench…” His physique was different from a normal human but she shrugged it off, karai did say they were ‘extraordinary’. Sighing she stopped hiding her tail and let it slide Against the floor. “Please help….” She ‘whimpered.’
He spotted the tail instantly after he looked over her bloodied hands. “Alright….but…you can’t see me. Close your eyes?” He whispered as he dug through his duffel bag for his first aid kit.
Siren raised an eyebrow. Sighing frustrated she grew annoyed. “I- I can’t… You see I’m, well I’m kunochi- a female ninja - and closing my eyes while a stranger wraps up my wound isn’t something I usually do.” “If I may, why can’t I see you?” She asked him tilting her head. Her ice blue eyes meeting what she could meet his auburn honey gold eyes. The tint of her glowing eyes reflected curiosity an flashing as she wondered if she just showed herself to another foot clan enemy instead of her actual target…
"What a coincidence. I too am a ninja. Is it also a coincidence that you have just happened to be here or was I being followed?" He raised an eye ridge and stared at her accusingly.
Siren looked little shocked but held her ground -literally- strong. “Well it must be considering I fell on your wrench! While I was walking to a location instead of purposely injuring myself to gain affection and or total attention from the likes of you!” she hated was people questioning her- it’s been like this since her birth questions me retorts about her upbringing and self existence- she hated it almost as much as she hated criticism towards her. Biting her tongue she felt a strong pain like alcohol on her wound. “And it’s official…. I’m now infected…” Sighing she looked at him pathetically. “Look I don’t care what or who you are or how you may seem in appearance but I just need to get patched, maybe taken to get this infection under control u just recovered from a series of battle scars I don’t need to be out on a death bed again…” She whispered the last parts holding her hand to her chest.
He bit his lip before walking over and knealing beside her. “I don’t think you did it purposefully to get my attention. That would be very stupid.” He pulled her leg toward him and opened his first aid kit.
She eyes the… The turtle… As he knelt down. Sighing she looked him up and down. Grunting in pain a little she winced but bit her tongue. “Forgive me… I acted inappropriate… I’ve had bad encounter as you probably do till this day.” She smiled lightly taking of her trench corset to reveal her lizard physique. She was slightly curvy and wasn’t the skinniest stick but she was very flexible and able to move like ninja should. “Thank you….” She whispered whimpering still looking up in pain she closed her eyes tightly and groped the pavement.
"Its fine….I’m not one to hold a grudge. I don’t think I was upset with you in the first place. Even if I was, the wrench pretty much did all the work." He hummed as he poured some alcohol onto a cotton ball and started to clean her wound.
She slightly chuckled. Yelping I pain a bit from the alcohol she gripped the pavement harder and swore she just made cracks In the floor. After a few seconds the pain lessened and she looked a him a bit better. “Purple…” She hummed a little touching the tips of his tail. Scoffing a little she looked at him. “That’s cute…” She hummed a little looking at her leg. “Well I’ll be starving for… At least a week until I can properly get the hang of walking again…” She motioned her head to lean on her shoulder.
Donatello blushed and sat up a bit. “…yes…purple…its my favorite color. Funny how you keep saying I’m cute though.” He teased. Giggling to himself, he threw away the cotton swab and pulled out some guaze. “You won’t have to worry about that. If you can’t walk I’ll take you to where you live and bring you sustenance if necessary. Leo won’t be very happy with it but its the least I can do for causing this accident.”
"Well it is, don’t get me wrong I guess it is a masculine colour but it’s always gonna be seen as adorable and cute in my eyes." She smiled. That smile faded as she siege deeply. "I-I don’t have a home… I’ve been living off alley’s almost all my life… My real home, was killed and so were my family…. By the foot…" She growled a little
He froze and looked up from his work. Worry in his brown eyes. “I’m terribly sorry….I had no idea.” He looked back down and continued to wrap her wound.
((I don’t have a rules list because I don’t have rules. :) the only rule I may have is probably no sexual stuff unless in private rps. I know I’m a party Pooper but I have followers under the age of 13 and I’d rather they kept what innocence they have left. I do not mind Oc. In fact I love them.))
(( I wish I knew. Sorry anon but I only knew him through tumblr. I don’t know if he will or not. ))