Ninja Turtles: City of Mutants. (Check OOC before posting)

[Mihoshi_yuri]

The Foote

The soldiers put up enough of a fight to be realistic, even though they really were getting there asses handed back to them on a platter. One soldier slipped forward rendering a crippling blow to her abdomen, though as it was expected she was ready, doubling over and collapsing onto the pavement.

The soldier then hollared to the others and they tried to clear out.

One soldier passing Donny made a sweep, attempting to knock his feet from under him for a quicker... simpler escape...

 

[poohlive]

Don didn't like this. Something was particularly wrong. From what he had seen, there were beasts running around all over, but there was barely a mention of the footclan.
And here, was a bunch of them, attacking what looked like an innocent woman on a deserted street for no apparent reason. The same street that they had to cross to get to the staion that was pouring out the Shredder drivel.
It didn't make any sense.
Donatello, a one man conspiratologist. Did he actually look for these kinds of things, trying on purpose to look more into things than they already were.
It was lost in these thoughts that something hard clamped against the back of his leg. He cried out, falling to the ground, his hard shell scraping against the pavement. The sound hurt him more than any sort of pain that came to him. It was a protective shell after all.
Instinct put his weapon, a six foot long staff, into both of his hands, and before he even had time to grunt from the fall the weapon was already in the stomach of the foot that had tripped him.
He used his position on the ground, leverage with his bow like a pole vaulter, and swung as hard as he could. The man went flying off, crashing into a hard brick building, sending parts flying from the purple cloth.
Already back on his feet, he was ready for more. Blood was pumping through his veins now, and he was ready to battle, all of the problems with this situation gone in an adrenaline rush.

 

[Mihoshi_yuri]

She half opened her eyes watching the foot as they made the most terrible exit she'd ever seen. One turned back threateningly,

"We'll be back for you... count on it..."

It was almost dramatic, cheezy, but dramatic. I think what wrecked it the most was the sudden thud as he dropped to the floor. A fist having found it's way to the side of his head. She grunted a bit and struggled trying to get up...

 

[cats]

Ammy

OOC: Dang its been five days sense I posted. And pretty much every one else posted....... I feel like an idiot now.

IC: Now how long will this chip let me hide behind this desk? You know it's a good thing that bebop and rocksteady didn't say catch april and be back in ten minutes. If they had I would almost surtenly be dead by now.

I watched a pair of shadows move by the desk. They were some ones legs. A few seconds latter they moved back to the door. 'I am evacuateing.' 'You need to do it now.' 'I am I just needed this file.'

There evacateing? I stood up apearently my brain already new that ment april would be moveing out of here. If she wasn't already gone. 'What the hell?' The security gaurd and reporter both looked at me with shock. Neither one had none I was here.

I swung out my Kusri. I swung it once knocking them both in the head. A feeling of remorse came to me. I ran threw the door, but some how I know that oficer will die soon. There is no help for him and I cuased the problem and leave.

I have no control over myself and yet I still have my normal emtoins and thoughts. This chip is worse then death to know what you acted to do... to kill, and no you killed.... to feel the pain uyou caused. My soul has been stolen. No it hasn't been stolen its been imprisomned and forced to watch as the body acts as a mindless beast. Such a toture I hope I can bare. If I can't I will surley go insane and then there will be nothing left of me. Just a cold lifeless shell.

OOC: I hope my post was worth the wait.