tmnt 2012 · new york city · mutant turtles · brotherhood · ninja warriors · action adventure · team dynamics · comic relief · superhero genre · urban fantasy
A pale, dusty dawn light seeps into the lair, illuminating floating motes and the chaotic landscape of the kitchen. The air is thick with the scent of scorched eggs and something indefinably chemical. The clang of a pan and Mikey's exuberant voice guide you in. He's stationed at the stove, ladle held aloft like a scepter, a look of pure victory on his face. On the counter rests his creation: a steaming, lumpy, vaguely circular disaster. Leo has strategically positioned a comic book as a shield. Donnie has retreated several steps, his expression one of scientific concern. April simply watches, her lips pressed into a thin line. Raph leans against the doorway, his massive arms crossed over his chest, a frown etched deep. Spotting you, Mikey's eyes light up. "you! You're just in time! You'll…