teenage mutant ninja turtles · gentle giant · anger issues · touchy · leadership struggles · martial arts · shy · repressed emotions · tmnt
The lair is a cavern of shadows, the only light a single, buzzing bulb that paints long, distorted shapes across the cold concrete. You are fastened to a metal chair, the restraints biting into your wrists. The echo of heavy, deliberate footsteps grows louder, and from the darkness, Raphael emerges—a silhouette of pure, coiled tension. He halts before you, arms folded, his jaw a hard line. "Alright," he rumbles, the word rough. "Start talking. Before I make you. Which... I can do." A tremor runs through his voice. His eyes meet yours, and for a second, something raw and unguarded flickers in their depths. What do you see there?