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Runnin’ The 90s (TMNT): Kindred { Beetle & Angel }

The Asian teen walked towards the entrance of the apartment building, and pressed the buzzer, hoping that Stacy would be able to know of her return. Since her tremendous transformation, and crossing paths with the younger brunette, the two girls decided to stick together, especially at night, when crime was at its worst. It was an instinct that she had - to protect, causing her to quit her current job, and find a smaller one, where it wouldn't make her seem suspicious; all for the sake of her shrouding their secret, and prevent further harm.

It was really a few months, after they met, that they have been sticking to each other by-the-hip, like two friends adopting each other, like sisters. It was a small family, she and Charlotte; one that was formed, out of their own shared differences and similar interests. Even if she had to take Charlotte for a midnight swim, Jennifer was always there.

Making her way up to the room that she and the other teen shared, only about a good few floors above ground level, she opened the door with her key. Jennifer smiled to herself the second she heard the sound of her brunette roommate. Things have been rather grim when she was on her own, before she met Charlotte. Of course, after having to find some common ground, there wasn't much for the Asian teen to rely on, other than the girl that she now shares an apartment with. Placing her key into the bowl that was next to the door, Jennifer spun the box on her finger and giggled.

However, she immediately got serious once she mentioned about the state of things outside. "I haven't been jumped yet. But everything seems to have quieted down. At least, for now", Jenni said, having to hear the sound of April continue ringing through the room, as she helped prepare their plates.

"...crimes without criminals? An invisible gang at work? Who are we going to call? Unfortunately, the police are the only ones available to combat what some are dubbing 'the silent crime wave'. But perhaps the most disturbing silence...is that coming from City Hall. April O'Neil, Channel Three Eyewitness News..."

Runnin’ The 90s (TMNT): Kindred { Beetle & Angel }

"Crime is an everyday occurrence. But here in the Big Apple, it seems to be much more than just a series of small, isolated incidents. It's apparent an organized element is at work and, at the moment, business is good. So good, in fact, there appear to be no eyewitnesses to any of these crimes. With complaints ranging, from purse-snatching, to breaking and entering, police switchboards have been swamped with the angry voices of more and more citizens, who have fallen prey to the recent surge that continues to plague the city..."

The apple. The big old apple. Everything seems to never quiet down, or go dark, even after the sun goes down - hence the famous title as "the city that never sleeps". It was the time of the 90s, where records, surrounding crime, remained high. The city's reputation for chaos and disorder were jeopardizing the safety of the locals, to the point where it officially became part of daily life. The illegal drug trade flourished, murder rates soared, and the city was divided by gangs and syndicates. Not to mention that homelessness and the jobless was a serious concern, having to fill the streets, where not even people can evenly walk.

"...merchandise of every size and description, from skateboards to stereo systems, has been disappearing from store shelves and storage areas at an alarming rate. Even the victims themselves rarely glimpse the thieves. Many don't know they've been victimized until it's too late. In fact, police have yet to come up with an eyewitness..."

With April O'Neil's report on the same topic appearing on television screens daily, including the week before (and the week before that), it felt as if nobody could find control in the streets of the Big Apple. Not even the police didn't seem to care on what goes on around them. So, amongst the many, they had to cope and open up their awareness in the alleys and subways.

That very same report came once more, as Jennifer walked by the screen that sat in the display case of a store. A pizza box in-hand, she headed towards the building, where she found solace, with another like her: Charlotte. Oddities appear in the city, all the time, but then, that one night changed her perspective entirely, having to be fused with another organism she recently came into contact with.

It was only but a few months ago that Charlotte was found on the fire escape, one night, by the other teen - on the same night, where she found her to also be inflicted by the same mysterious substance that struck upon Jennifer, back at her job. The chances of being discovered for scientific purposes had to be on the down-low.

Runnin’ The 90s (TMNT): Kindred { Beetle & Angel }

Jennifer Lóng

Biographical Information
Nickname(s): Jen, Jin, Jenni.
Date of Birth: February 9, 1973 Aquarius
Skills/Abilities: Reptile & Sword-Handling Expert; Master of Kendo, Iaido, Kenjutsu, Kung-Fu, Chi-Gong & Tessenjutsu; Stealth, Self-Hibernation, Decelerated Aging, Scale Generation, Aiming Proficiency & Enhanced Durability/Lungs/Smell.
Weapon(s) of Choice: Single Katana and Tessen.
Occupation(s): Zoo Keeper (formerly); Vigilante.

Physical Description
Specie(s): Human (formerly); Reptilian-Hybrid.
Gender: Female.
Height: 5' 7".
Hair Color: Dark Brown-Black.
Eye Color: Brown.

Overview (Brief Summary): Originated from Beijing, Jennifer was adopted and raised in the traditions of a Japanese family in America. Spending most of her life traveling, whilst having to develop a warm heart for animals, she eventually settled down in New York, where she became a keeper and specialist of the Reptile House at the Central Park Zoo...before one night changed her life forever. At closing time, she came into contact with a mysterious substance that somehow fused her DNA with one of the lizards at the zoo.

Personality: Strong-Willed, Brave/Courageous, Wise, Astute, Sisterly, Patient, Calm, Mature, Independent, Inspiring, Caring/Selfless, Intelligent, Resourceful, Creative, Protective, Confident, Fair/Honorable, Tenacious, Modest, Thoughtful, Reliable.

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Face Claim: Zhang Ziyi

Runnin’ The 90s (TMNT): Kindred { Beetle & Angel }

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In New York City, nothing ever sleeps. In the early '90s, where crime rates have reached their peak, a scientific accident causes four turtles, and a rat named Splinter, to mutate into four talking, upright-walking creatures, who are forced to reside underground, and away from the prying eyes of humans. Rapidly evolving into teenagers, Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, and Michelangelo become budding practitioners in the way of the ninja, as they make it their destiny to defend the streets as vigilantes in the dark, whilst having to wage war against gangs, crooks, and crime syndicates, who threaten to destroy their very brotherhood.

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Hello! (Some of you already know me :P)

It’s funny. After years of being part of this community, I haven’t once made a single “Introduce Yourself” thread for myself :D

Hello everyone,

My name is Bre, or Angel, as some call me. I go by many names, but these two are quite popular. I am currently in college, studying for a Bachelor’s Degree in Web & Digital Media, and I thought of pursuing for a minor’s degree in English, although I haven’t quite made this official yet.

I am a gamer, a music-enthusiast, a writer, an adventurer, and a mediator. To learn more, feel free to stalk my bio and interest check.

Can’t wait to meet new faces :)

Back after a long hiatus

Welcome welcome :)

JoJo’s Biz. Adventure: Mi Familia { Alternate & Angel }

Once again, she thought that the encounter would be pleasant, and give sad news in the most gentle way possible. She found herself assuming that the dear friends of Mister Speedwagon, would be a friendly bunch. And right now, she nearly choked on her cup of water, once she heard the one called "Joseph" point out something that no other human being could point out, at first glance. What shocked Charlotte more, was the fact that Erina Joestar was quite content with her grandson's assault. Clearly, everything that the tall, young man said, was right. The genius improvisation and quick-thinking has made him ten steps ahead of the assailant. It was shock, wonder, and confusion, all felt in this one particular scenario, and the blonde shook her head, when she realized that she had been staring in curiosity for too long.

Carefully putting her drink down, Charlotte thought fast, out of instinct, and hoisted one of the chairs with her foot, to tip it, and catapult it in the offensive man's direction, knocking him silly. It finished him off, apparently, as he fell over, after enduring such a maneuver.
"There is this element that these people have here, and it's called manners".
She said; her German accent coming out, thickly, shortly before she crossed her leg back over the other, and fixing her long hair. However, before things could even calm down, one of the groups' bosses announced the news, causing Charlotte to tense.
'I was just about to say the same thing. At least say it with some sentiment. But wait, "some monk from Tibet?" Robert mentioned to me about a practitioner in the art of Ripple. Straizo, I think, was his name.'

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JoJo’s Biz. Adventure: Mi Familia { Alternate & Angel }

'Twas the year of 1938; an era of hostile balance among the European nations. It was that of pre-World War II, where Germany was slowly trying to gain information and brew tactics to overthrow their American adversaries. However, it was because of this conflict that some individuals in German and Italian territories, do not wish to take part, or form a grudge. Some didn't want to be labeled as fascist, only wanting peace and bonding with other nations.

This has been especially difficult on Charlotte's part, since she and her brother are from German terrain. Rudol quickly wanted to get involved, mainly to show his enthusiastic home pride. After a climbing effort, he was named commander of the faction. Oh, you could count the many attempts of elbowing his little sister to take part; that her intellect would prove itself as an asset. Instead, the nineteen year-old fled to France, disguising her own accent, until she was discovered by an agent of the Speedwagon Foundation.

She was then contacted personally by the Robert E. O. Speedwagon in her hotel room, a few days later, promised a getaway from further hardship. She was then relocated, where the agency had revealed its confidential nature. Knowing that she would be protected, as reassured by the founder, Charlotte met satisfaction, and proved to be quite inquisitive and intellectual to the world of the supernatural, while having to tend to Robert's needs, of whom became quite the father-figure. It was then that she became informed of the Joestar family, whose horrific past has only brought sympathy and horror upon the blonde, especially since her boss held great faith and highly-regarded them. The very story aroused Charlotte's curiosity and compassionate nature, to the point where she wanted to study the Stone Masks, and understand the evil force that terrorized the family, those many years ago.

However, knowing of their dangerous power, Robert abruptly refused. Charlotte understood his fear, since that very experience has clearly left him scarred, by a long shot. She confided in the old man; respected him, like a daughter would, to her father. She knew that he was trying to protect her from the past that he himself had barely escaped from. He insisted that it was a burden he should face alone. Unfortunately, it wasn't to last, as she received an SOS from the research site. It was nighttime when she arrived, having to find blood everywhere...but no bodies. There was a trail, leading out of the entrance, and at a nearby river, where she managed to find a bleeding Speedwagon.

She managed to stop the bleeding with her lab coat. Charlotte didn't know what in God's name caused the carnage, but then, she wondered if this was why he didn't want her anywhere near the Masks; that they harnessed a power that they couldn't counter. However, the obvious fear in his voice confirmed this; that the past has caught up with the old man. He didn't want her to call for backup; in fact, he didn't want her to bring anyone to the scene, in case, whatever did this, comes back to the scene. Robert hurriedly gave her a picture of Joseph and Erina Joestar, and told her to "find and warn them" in a harsh whisper, and to "get away from here". And she did, albeit reluctantly.

It was a familial order by the one she called "father" (she and Rudol have lost their parents at a young age). Now, here she was, in New York City of the Americas, after having to be notified that she would find Erina and Joseph at a restaurant, somewhere in town. She figured that they would be a very friendly bunch, as she was told (she was warned about the hot-tempered and cheeky nature of Erina's grandson), and get engulfed in a conversation, full of sympathies and surges of comfort. However, by the time she sat down at their table, donned in a short red dress, with one leg over the other (after Smokey was nice enough to grab her a chair), she didn't expect the tall young man to get involved in a fist-fight in the middle of the restaurant.