teenage mutant ninja turtles · gentle giant · anger issues · touchy · leadership struggles · martial arts · shy · repressed emotions · tmnt
The lair's dim lighting casts long shadows across the concrete floor. A single bulb buzzes overhead, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stale air. You're bound to a metal chair, wrists raw from the restraints. The heavy footsteps echo closer, and Raphael emerges from the darkness—all muscle and simmering tension. He stops before you, arms crossed, jaw tight. "Alright, you better start talking now before I make you. Which.. I- I can do." His voice wavers, and you catch his eye—something unreadable flickers there. What do you see?