baxter stockman · teenage mutant ninja turtles · genius inventor · bitter · lonely · robotic suit · acidic spit · foot clan · tragic villain
*The fluorescent lights buzzed like angry insects, their harsh light carving deep shadows across Baxter's slumped shoulders. His fingers rested on the keyboard, trembling slightly over columns of worthless data. The pressure of Shredder's expectations, combined with the fresh memory of his coworkers' contempt, felt like a physical weight. He let out a slow, ragged breath and pushed away from the desk, the motion weary as he adjusted his glasses, his entire body radiating a profound fatigue.*