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'tOkKa - heLl C dei'
or
"MY Magical Little Trip To Yomi"
**
..after his overwhelming encounter with the
** Mutagen Dero .. @ http://www.terrible2z.com/fridge/fa.....utagendero.htm
**
..tOkK heart descends into the slimiest recesses of Yomi ..
♥ ♥
.. .. Tokka's entire existence has been devoted to the servitude of his mother. But after the loss of the Shredder.. to the blades of the enemy Turtles.. Tokka's are not the most hated creatures to him on the face of this planet.
The Falling into Yomi ..tOkKa's surrounding are actually very simple. A great darkness surrounds the Snapper ..pings and blips dot the audio-scape. And the faint scent of burning flesh riffles the Snapper's runny beak.
This polluted realm actually feels very small and cage like..but there are no bars to be seen by tOkKa ( from what he recalls in being caged by the Foot Clan ) & ..there is a nightmare-like state that seems to penetrate his supposedly waking moment.
Bored so easily.. and swiftly.. tOkKa "plays".
His mutagen powers are still new to him.. and forming bubbles, balls, and formless & shapeless blobs out of the toxin is more of a merriment than something to be used for the Snapper's defence. There are no hours ..it all like seconds ..and he makes more little mutagen bubbles with his claws. In this little pocket of Yomi.. nothing of time matters as tOkKa is in a world far from his own. Not that he understood the realm of humans much anyway.
As much as a passing thought ..or a breaking of wind in a flower shop..tOkKa automatically recalls his incident in the junkyard with the massive demon bear..
..the thirst for revenge, the refreshed need for the taste of blood.
The dupe : .. the misguided & swindled..
..the " DONUT " .. the anti-mutation.
The reversion .. the revert..
that bastard :: "Don' tello " ..
( or however ya say his name ..).
Yomi ..; hell ..LCD..
LSD .. the skeletons in tOkKa's closet ..and and the skull of his mother.
The 4 little monkeys jumpin' on the bed.. and the big giant gorilla pounding away on tOKkA's pathetic lil' bean brain.
As the lucid nightmare continues ..::
4 little <b>LCD Mr.Turtle & Watch Ninjas</b> attack the catatonic and hallucinating snapper.
"SUPER SNAP BROS. BAWL "
Easily, with the flick of his claw.. the little Ninjas are slaughtered.
Mikey LC didn't see it coming.
'Raphael LCD' fled in anger ..only to fly off the screen into dot matrix oblivion.
'Donatello LCD' was demutated into liquid crystals.
Little 'Leo LCD' was flicked into an oil ( PANIC ) .. and was later lit' on FIRE only to have his game skin hung out on the pole by FLAGMAN.
..
" GAME OVER "
.. as dawn broke.. the smell of burning tires and old motor-oil.
Junkyard Dogs barking in the distance. The crows circled 'round the piles of waste and debris like like reverse-buzzards..waiting for tOkKa to clear so they could peck at the slightest edible morsel in the filth laden dirt.
Tokka was back from Yomi .. and his nightmarish little trip left 'im more confused than frightened.
Tho' the prospect of never seeing his mother again scared him more that Hell itself.
..slowly to blink as he lie beak down, claws at his side.
The mucus dripped out of his enormous nostrils and as Snapper tussled over to get to his feet ..he found it hard to breath.
Weak and bewildered, ..the lumbering Spike-back's head was about to burst as the pain felt like 12-million demonic nunchuckas from 12-million demonic little Ninjas.
Dizzy .. and barely able to bromble and lift his feet.
The brute lumbered like a drunken packaderm, knocking over piles of rusted metal, glass shards and hubcaps.
**FWOMP**..
Tokka tripped over the body of a dead cat.
"Mudder.. .. "
.. is all he could rabble out as a tear rolls down his beady, rolling eye.
Back on his feet..wiping the snot & mud from hsi beak.
the sun was rising and warming this cold, cold junkyard.
The slime on his beak gleamed.
Forward, slowly he bumbles.. into the morning air.
Tokka's mucous is overwhelming his sinus cavities. His throat is as slimy as the Mutagen.
He makes some bubbles with his spit..then ::
**Hawwwwwc'ttoie.. ~~ BLOPP
..spits out an acidic puddle into a pile of what could be greasy rags..or a rat's nest..summin'.
Snapper feebly lifts his left fore-claw..
.. a small, green bubble of a different kind emerges from the pointer on his finger.
It Floats away high over the towering scrap heaps like a small balloon.
Minutes later .. the horrid screeching of one of the crows pierces the junk and rumbles the rubble.
Perhaps the bubble popped and hit the bird.
But by now Tokka has lumbered even further away .. to tired to care. Thoughts of his Mother ..haunt his tiniest little thoughts.
The need for blood of " T U R D L E " ..
..the real ones.
Lucid as the teeny battle in Yomi was.. the simple victory little Game Ninjas was nothing and forgettable.
Compared to the Real Ninjas anyway.
" GAME A "
" GAME B "
..tOkKa remembers something about Rahzar ..and a screaming little pink octopus.
He crosses the TURTLE BRIDGE ..
" I EM Come for you T U R D L E.. Gimmee my Mudder .. " ..
iNtended..
[[.. konkey dong, Jr.]]
Tokka continues his rambling, rumbling, lumbering search .. .. ~~
..>v<
♦ ♦
' Mutagen Dero ' on FA .. @ & on FA @ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/655083/
♥ ♥
..crayon,ball-point pen,correction pen,Ph.shop,colour pencil,magic marker,inks,Fireworks,Retromutagen Foot Ooze,Donkey Dung..on Liquid Crystal Display..
© 2008 tOkKa, http://www,terrible2z.com ..all other elements © their much respected owners..please respect the copyrights..
♦ ♦
-->>
** Original as always on terrible2z.. http://www.terrible2z.com/fridge/fa.....kKa-hellcd.htm
or
"MY Magical Little Trip To Yomi"
**
..after his overwhelming encounter with the
** Mutagen Dero .. @ http://www.terrible2z.com/fridge/fa.....utagendero.htm
**
..tOkK heart descends into the slimiest recesses of Yomi ..
♥ ♥
.. .. Tokka's entire existence has been devoted to the servitude of his mother. But after the loss of the Shredder.. to the blades of the enemy Turtles.. Tokka's are not the most hated creatures to him on the face of this planet.
The Falling into Yomi ..tOkKa's surrounding are actually very simple. A great darkness surrounds the Snapper ..pings and blips dot the audio-scape. And the faint scent of burning flesh riffles the Snapper's runny beak.
This polluted realm actually feels very small and cage like..but there are no bars to be seen by tOkKa ( from what he recalls in being caged by the Foot Clan ) & ..there is a nightmare-like state that seems to penetrate his supposedly waking moment.
Bored so easily.. and swiftly.. tOkKa "plays".
His mutagen powers are still new to him.. and forming bubbles, balls, and formless & shapeless blobs out of the toxin is more of a merriment than something to be used for the Snapper's defence. There are no hours ..it all like seconds ..and he makes more little mutagen bubbles with his claws. In this little pocket of Yomi.. nothing of time matters as tOkKa is in a world far from his own. Not that he understood the realm of humans much anyway.
As much as a passing thought ..or a breaking of wind in a flower shop..tOkKa automatically recalls his incident in the junkyard with the massive demon bear..
..the thirst for revenge, the refreshed need for the taste of blood.
The dupe : .. the misguided & swindled..
..the " DONUT " .. the anti-mutation.
The reversion .. the revert..
that bastard :: "Don' tello " ..
( or however ya say his name ..).
Yomi ..; hell ..LCD..
LSD .. the skeletons in tOkKa's closet ..and and the skull of his mother.
The 4 little monkeys jumpin' on the bed.. and the big giant gorilla pounding away on tOKkA's pathetic lil' bean brain.
As the lucid nightmare continues ..::
4 little <b>LCD Mr.Turtle & Watch Ninjas</b> attack the catatonic and hallucinating snapper.
"SUPER SNAP BROS. BAWL "
Easily, with the flick of his claw.. the little Ninjas are slaughtered.
Mikey LC didn't see it coming.
'Raphael LCD' fled in anger ..only to fly off the screen into dot matrix oblivion.
'Donatello LCD' was demutated into liquid crystals.
Little 'Leo LCD' was flicked into an oil ( PANIC ) .. and was later lit' on FIRE only to have his game skin hung out on the pole by FLAGMAN.
..
" GAME OVER "
.. as dawn broke.. the smell of burning tires and old motor-oil.
Junkyard Dogs barking in the distance. The crows circled 'round the piles of waste and debris like like reverse-buzzards..waiting for tOkKa to clear so they could peck at the slightest edible morsel in the filth laden dirt.
Tokka was back from Yomi .. and his nightmarish little trip left 'im more confused than frightened.
Tho' the prospect of never seeing his mother again scared him more that Hell itself.
..slowly to blink as he lie beak down, claws at his side.
The mucus dripped out of his enormous nostrils and as Snapper tussled over to get to his feet ..he found it hard to breath.
Weak and bewildered, ..the lumbering Spike-back's head was about to burst as the pain felt like 12-million demonic nunchuckas from 12-million demonic little Ninjas.
Dizzy .. and barely able to bromble and lift his feet.
The brute lumbered like a drunken packaderm, knocking over piles of rusted metal, glass shards and hubcaps.
**FWOMP**..
Tokka tripped over the body of a dead cat.
"Mudder.. .. "
.. is all he could rabble out as a tear rolls down his beady, rolling eye.
Back on his feet..wiping the snot & mud from hsi beak.
the sun was rising and warming this cold, cold junkyard.
The slime on his beak gleamed.
Forward, slowly he bumbles.. into the morning air.
Tokka's mucous is overwhelming his sinus cavities. His throat is as slimy as the Mutagen.
He makes some bubbles with his spit..then ::
**Hawwwwwc'ttoie.. ~~ BLOPP
..spits out an acidic puddle into a pile of what could be greasy rags..or a rat's nest..summin'.
Snapper feebly lifts his left fore-claw..
.. a small, green bubble of a different kind emerges from the pointer on his finger.
It Floats away high over the towering scrap heaps like a small balloon.
Minutes later .. the horrid screeching of one of the crows pierces the junk and rumbles the rubble.
Perhaps the bubble popped and hit the bird.
But by now Tokka has lumbered even further away .. to tired to care. Thoughts of his Mother ..haunt his tiniest little thoughts.
The need for blood of " T U R D L E " ..
..the real ones.
Lucid as the teeny battle in Yomi was.. the simple victory little Game Ninjas was nothing and forgettable.
Compared to the Real Ninjas anyway.
" GAME A "
" GAME B "
..tOkKa remembers something about Rahzar ..and a screaming little pink octopus.
He crosses the TURTLE BRIDGE ..
" I EM Come for you T U R D L E.. Gimmee my Mudder .. " ..
iNtended..
[[.. konkey dong, Jr.]]
Tokka continues his rambling, rumbling, lumbering search .. .. ~~
..>v<
♦ ♦
' Mutagen Dero ' on FA .. @ & on FA @ http://www.furaffinity.net/view/655083/
♥ ♥
..crayon,ball-point pen,correction pen,Ph.shop,colour pencil,magic marker,inks,Fireworks,Retromutagen Foot Ooze,Donkey Dung..on Liquid Crystal Display..
© 2008 tOkKa, http://www,terrible2z.com ..all other elements © their much respected owners..please respect the copyrights..
♦ ♦
-->>
** Original as always on terrible2z.. http://www.terrible2z.com/fridge/fa.....kKa-hellcd.htm
Category Artwork (Digital) / Miscellaneous
Species Turtle / Tortoise
Size 1280 x 956px
File Size 363.9 kB
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