pyrighteous | [OOC] Folkmore IC Inbox

It'd definitely terrify me, that's for sure. After I stopped being confused.

It's usually scarier when accompanied by big-bladed weapons and Hamato ninpo. But even hot soup can be dangerous if you throw it at someone's face.

I guess that's true too. And it's scarier being something that you normally eat actually sort of eating you.

[ He picks out a few more cute animal patches. And some fruit designs. ]

I - uh - don't normally use a battle cry. With the Collectors, it's a better idea to sneak up on them.

That makes sense. It was the same with the Krang, usually. You want to get your first strike in by sneaking, quick and deadly.

[Even if present-day turtles seem to do that a lot more rarely...]

But, once you surprise attack them and the battle's on, that's when you can use it! It's meant for a big finishing move.

... How many Krang do you usually finish off?

Well... me personally? None of the main three. They're too strong. But I've taken out loads of Krang hounds or zombies, way too many to count. So I guess hundreds?

[Their numbers are basically infinite so he never thought to track it.]

Whoa. I - kind of assumed they were invincible? That's amazing.

[ Mostly he's impressed with Casey okay, but there is also a light lowering of expectations. ]

The Krang leaders sure feel invincible. Even in the timeline where we won, none of them died. The leader was trapped, one blew up with the Technodrome, and the third was captured. The biggest danger with the Krang was usually how they could overwhelm us with numbers.

[He sets one lone patch in the center of the pile, then slides all the rest over it, that one patch completely lost in the middle.]

We could fight three, we could fight a dozen. But hundreds and thousands? Our group wasn't that big.

[ Hunter leans over to watch that. And ... winces. Totally different from his own apocalypse, but certainly a vivid image. ]

I guess they'd overwhelm you no matter what if they have enough of them.

Yeah, exactly! And if you're not careful, they can infect you and then you're just part of the hoard. That was always my biggest fear...

[ Hunter shivers a little at that. ]

Yeah, I don't blame you. The Collectors don't exactly infect people, but once you're taken over there's not much you can do.

[Casey glances over at him, pursing his lips. That's right, Hunter had been... he hadn't shared details about how, but he had at one point been taken. He can't imagine.]

...But you made it out. We both did. We'll be okay from now on.

[ Yeah. Even now, he doesn't offer any more details. That's a nightmare he intends to keep private, at least for now. ]

We - we did. I'm sure if either of those things came here, there'd be a ton of people protecting us.

[Casey takes note and doesn't pry. If their roles were reversed he's not sure he'd have done differently.]

Definitely! Mom and Leo and everyone- they'd help us. And we'd protect each other. We don't have to be afraid of them here.

... Do you think it's possible? At all? That they cold show up.

[Casey grimaces.]

I... don't know. I hope not? I don't see why Thirteen would do that... the Krang would destroy everything about this place.

Yeah. I - I hope not too.

... But this place can get pretty dangerous.

...Yeah. We could have died if we weren't more careful.

[Or lost a limb, or been stolen away by the fae, or...]

Probably... no world is completely safe.

I wouldn’t trust a world that was, I think. It’s hard enough trusting one that’s mostly safe.

[ he’s pretty sure Casey understands that sentiment without additional explanation. ]

[And Casey does, wincing but nodding somewhat reluctantly. There are reasons that he never leaves home without his basic gear- the mask on his belt, the grapple on his arm, the chainstick folded at his hip. He depends on the safety of this world, but the fear of that peace being stolen away again is ever-present. He trusts, but not that much. And he's sure that Hunter feels safer with Flapjack at his side and the glyphs on hand to protect himself with.]

This world also... changed us, without asking. It's not all bad, but it's still... it makes it harder to feel safe all the time.

[ Oh yeah. Flapjack especially now, but there’s a reason why he has glyphs scarified into his body. No way to lose those unless he’s literally disarmed.

He lifts a hand to his horns idly as Casey mentions that. ]

Y. Yeah. I mean, these changes seem to be harmless at least? Or - well.

[ He grimaces a bit, baring those sharp teeth. ]

These are actually pretty good for opening chip bags.

[Casey grins, baring his own teeth, notably the occasional snaggle on his right side.]

Good for that. Less good for kissing.

[Gotta be more careful not to bite each other accidentally...]

I can't be mad about it. If I hadn't become an owlbear, Mom would've died. And sometimes I like being an animal... I just wish they'd asked.

Y. Yeah. Um - I’ve tried to be careful -

[ He doesn’t think he’s bitten Casey but he really hopes he’s not wrong about that. ANYWAY. He goes rather pink. ]

I’m still jealous of that. Not - uh - Mom being in danger obviously, but turning into animals. That’s so cool

[No bites on either side so far. Maybe their smoochings are too vanilla at this point-

Spotting that blush, Casey shuffles sideways to nudge him playfully, turning it into a lean.]

There's no glyph for animal transformation, huh?

[ Leans good. Leans help him distract him. He gently puts an arm around Casey in return. ]

No, uh. It’s really complicated magic. You have to specialize in it.

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