Feb/March Catch-All (OPEN log)

[semilethal]

Who: Donnie and all!
When: February through March
Where: All around!
Summary: General open log with prompts inside, specific starters upon request!
Warnings: Possessive/obsessive love possible, more TBA as they occur



candy crush (February 1-15, TDM Prompt)
( NOTE: Feelings will be romantic for characters within a couple years of Donnie's 16. For characters older, it will be more like desperation for mentorship/parental figures/familial attachment. Obsessive/possessive optional! )

[One of the fresher boxes of candy has gone missing from one of the break rooms one day, though Donatello isn't exactly hiding that he's just taking the damn thing with him up to the roof of the building for his lunch break. Lately he's been feeling...very lonely. Perhaps it's related to the fact that he still doesn't remember his brother, or maybe it's all in his head.

Regardless, Donnie sits on the edge of the ADI rooftop, legs dangling over the front of the building as he munches on chocolates. He doesn't have a huge sweet tooth usually so maybe he stops at one, or maybe he loses track of what he's doing and has shoved six of them down his throat at once. Who can resist a salted caramel, right?]

dumpster diving (Anytime)

[True, Donnie is engaging in some light criminal activity via identity theft and purchase of components he could otherwise never afford on his own, but there's a curious lack of websites Donnie can visit here to get the really good shit. So that, unfortunately, means that he has to go in search of raw materials so he can build the really good shit himself. He'll need to find a way to smelt metals but he'll work on that later, maybe go in search of a hideout-y place he can use as a foundry where ADI won't snoop.

What this means is that Donnie is absolutely and blatantly dumpster diving downtown, tossing possible raw materials into a shopping cart he also stole, a purple hoodie the only disguise he bothered to put on. He's not really trying to be very stealthy about it, if the loud clangs and bangs coming from nearby alleys are any indication.]

ding dong delivery (Anytime)

[Donnie has lots of packages being delivered to his unit in apartment D; perhaps a delivery man confused his address for yours? Or perhaps the address is yours, but the package is addressed to a...D.L. Jitsu? Or J. Jupiter, or perhaps a more recognizable name such as M. Curie, M. Faraday, E. Hubble or A. Turing.

Regardless of the name, there is somewhere nearby a teenage turtle in a purple hoodie stalking that package, and he has no qualms stealing them from doorsteps or even right out of hands seconds after delivery.

In fact it seems to be happening all over, throughout the apartment blocks, even some closed down businesses in town. What a shady individual!]

wildcard (Anytime)

[Donnie can be found in the following places at the following times:

• Roof Jumping usually at nights, usually with the aid of his bow. Parkour shit, just to make sure he doesn't fall out of practice since he doesn't have his jetpack to assist anymore.
  
• ADI IT Rooms during work days, usually completing the mundane tasks of organizing inventory and replacing hardware for people who don't know the difference between a mainframe and an a-frame.
  
• Apartment D-3 on weekends and some evenings, working on his tech and testing some curious substances- are those candy bees inside a beaker over there? Close CR can probably just walk right in, though if Rodney is around they'll get an earful for violating the roommate agreement he and Donnie both signed.

Feel free to pick any of the above, or propose your own prompt! Specific starters may be added to this log as needed throughout the next month and a half!]

Comments

[semilethal]

Unavoidable. [because he is clumsy] Do you need earplugs? [A metal arm emerges from beneath the car clutching two little individually wrapped soft earplugs, for u. a gift for helping him with the crime science]

[byeeeeeeeee]

Uuuuuh... [He takes the earplugs, gives them a little squish. They're crinkly, but the outer covering is flexible. Loud noise + big ears = ouch, so he stuffs the first one in, packaging included.]

These are not very comfortable.

[semilethal]

[Scoots out from under the car to see this elf kid just shove the plugs plastic and all into his ears. Donnie is not one to mask his emotions so he laughs at him, then gestures for him to pull them back out to hear him.] Take the plastic off. That's just for sanitization.

[byeeeeeeeee]

[....oh. He...he knows that...um.

He glowers at being laughed at but unwraps the plugs, though he only puts one back in. It is much more comfortable without the plastic.]

I...guess that's better...

[semilethal]

[Raises his voice so Hunter can still hear him a bit around the earplugs as he drops his prize into his shopping cart, apparently uncaring of the soot and rust on his hands from the undercarriage of the old vehicle.] You have a problem with loud noises?

[byeeeeeeeee]

When they're two feet away and screech like a wounded slitherbeast? Yes.

[Ugh. His voice sounds weird with one ear plugged up. The other one flicks like it's annoyed. He moves away from the car and wrinkles his nose at the dirty hands, but he's not going to say anything.]

[semilethal]

Could you push this? [Gestures to cart. Apparently Hunter is his little helper now. Honestly, it's very useful. Maybe he should try to do this 'friend' thing that Peter keeps insisting is important, if these are the benefits.] Ugh, I should probably eat. I think it's been a day. Do you want pizza?

[byeeeeeeeee]

Uuh...okay? [The cart looks filthy. He pulls his sleeves down over his hands before grabbing the bar. Does this make him an accomplice?]

Pizza? [Pizza, pizza, pizza... He knows he's had this before.] Oh! Bread disks with all the stuff on top. Sure.

[semilethal]

[Yes which means you can't rat him out or you will go to jail] Great. Let's get moving.

[Come along, new lab assistant! He will let you pick out a large soda with the pizza as payment for your labor.]