Just finished catching up on TMNT 2012 and this guy popped up

[yesandno]

So. You have chosen. I will say that I am surprised that I was the one you decided on. I thought you would chose one of my sons.

Do not think I am ungrateful, though. I am flattered, of course. However, do you not think this is a hasty decision? A course of action should not be undertaken without a sense of direction.

Perhaps you would be best served by leaving this alone for now and concentrating on the real world. I shall be here if you need assistance. Also, this 'username' - why does it cause you such amusement?

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[crackedplastron]

Sensei--

[ ACT COOL, Raph. ]

Uh. Muns are kind of known for their-- hasty decisions.

[yesandno]

[Ah - his second oldest.]

Raphael. It is good to see you here, my son.

[A pause as he runs a hand over his long beard.]

They are, are they? Tell me, how do you know this?

[crackedplastron]

Well, uh-- anyone who shows up here has one, and ... uh, trust me. They all seem to have Mikey's patience.

[yesandno]

[A frown.]

Oh, really?

[While Splinter loves all his sons each one comes with their own - quirks. Michelangelo's lack of patience and attention span are not his finer points, in Splinter's opinion.]

[crackedplastron]

You'll see a lot of people complainin' around impulse decisions around here. It's kind of a thing.

My Mun, she's 'been in the fandom' a really long time, so taking me up isn't 'impulse'.... just long practiced habit. But, say, the guys she picked up lately from new fandoms? They're impulse.

It gets really complex, after a while.

[yesandno]

This mun of mine understands being in 'the fandom'. In her words she grew up on the 1987 cartoon and movies. However, she has not been that interested in the incarnations of the fandom since then until this one. I suppose she had just never thought of picking one of us up to write for in the past. Obviously, this mindset has changed.

She has some others in her 'headspace'. However, they are, for the most part, silent.

[crackedplastron]

Yeah, it gets pretty crowded here, too. But they're not quiet at all. Lots of people, lots of talking.

Least you're in a good space, if they're quiet!

[issen]

[Oh, jubilation! Someone he can speak to without being forced to assume that uncomfortable hairless form! Whether or not Splinter can see the red markings or the sword at this other oversized rat's waist is another story.]

True, these mundanes do tend to make decisions without considering the consequences of their actions. Too quickly we are summoned to being only to be set adrift with neither purpose nor destination.

My condolences, tall one. 'Tis dispiriting to see one of my own in such straits.

[yesandno]

[A fellow talking rodent? Splinter raises an eyebrow.]

I am worried that that will be my fate - to be set adrift.

My name is Splinter. What is yours?

[issen]

I am Tachigami. For too long have I squandered in vagrancy, without a place to call home. No one should be forced to suffer that fate, much less one with a limited lifespan such as yourself.

I am glad to have met you, Splinter, and I grant you my blessing. I pray that your mundane will soon see the light of reason and likewise bless you with what I cannot; a home.

[yesandno]

'Limited lifespan'? I am old but I would like to think I still have years left in me.

[A soft chuckle.]

I shall always have a home - wherever my sons are is my home and some of them are here so I am content for the moment.

[issen]

But you are yet mortal.

Ah, family. The balm to ease the heart's wounds. Yes, that is indeed fortunate. Still, I do wish you luck, and will pray for your success.

[Goodness he likes to talk a lot.]

[yesandno]

Yes, I am mortal. I take that to mean that you are not.

[Interesting.]

That it is.

[brain_behind_purple]

Sensei! It's you, it's really you!

[Finally someone that he can stand showed up!]

[yesandno]

[A small chuckle. While Splinter can be harsh with his sons he also has a soft spot for when they are excited.]

Yes, it is me, Donatello. How are you, my son?

[brain_behind_purple]

Oh, I've... been good. My mun has me in a game right now. It's been a little... rough, but things are getting better, so right now things are good.

[Rough was actually an understatement, but there was no need to concern Splinter of it. The last thing he wanted was to worry anyone.]

[yesandno]

[Oh, don't try to hide things from Splinter, Donnie. You should know this by now.

The Master scowls.]

Rough how?

[brain_behind_purple]

[Well, so much for the not worrying plan]

Well... in the game, where I get turned into a human and put into a Digital World, I ugh... kinda got sent into this thing called a Dark Field. And along with getting beat up, I was supposed to see something really bad happen. So my mun... ugh... had me see...

[Deep breath, he can do this.]

She had me see you, Leo, Raph, and Mikey... g-get killed by the Foot...

[yesandno]

WHAT?!

[ANGRY RATDADDY ACTIVATE]

[bigsoftie]

You honor your sons well.

[yesandno]

It is only right as they bring me great honor as well.

[A thoughtful look.]

How are you doing, Leatherhead?

[He's not usually a fan of Michelangelo's names but what else is he going to call the creature in front of him?]

[bigsoftie]

[Oh boy, where does he start.]

My mundane has sent me to this world called the Digital World, made me human.

I did not like it at first...but it is better than what has happened to me.

[You know, being thrown into Dimension X with Traag.]

[yesandno]

You are human?

[He pauses, stroking his beard, thoughtfully.]

I understand. It was quite jarring when I was mutated from human to this form. You have grown accustomed to it, though?

[bigsoftie]

It is still strange but...my new family has helped me when I could not carry on.

[yesandno]

Family? You have found family in this place? I am glad.