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That's right, folks, this is the final round, which means it's your last chance to donate and vote! You aren't going to let Bebop stay so -small-, are you?
As the dust settled, Tiger Claw's distinctive silhouette was clear. Glaring at the Mutanimals with his good eye and flexing his mechanical hand, he snarled. "I told you I'd be back. Now it is time to settle the -- What... Is that the pig? Why is he so grotesquely obese?"
Bebop snorted, turning in place and trying not to topple over. "Obese?? I'll have you know I got a condition over here!"
Slash stepped forward, gripping his heavy mace. "You got nerve busting into our headquarters, Tiger Claw. Especially since there's way more of us than there is of you."
The tiger smirked in reply. "Then I suppose it is a good thing you pests haven't found -all- of the old robo-Foot facilities..." Behind him, dozens of robotic Foot soldiers emerged, hunched and ready to pounce.
Bebop whimpered. He had wanted to be a hero, and this was a great chance to prove it, but at his current size, he could barely waddle, let alone fight! He quickly activated his cloaking, and the entire half-ton of him vanished from view.
Both sides charged at each other with a battle cry, and Bebop was momentarily forgotten in the din of clashing weapons and energy blasts. Slash and Leatherhead tore through the robot horde and sent the disposable ninjas flying while Mondo wove through the crowd, knocking down the occasional distracted droid. Hovering above, Rockwell dodged Tiger Claw's blaster fire while pulling apart more of the robots with his telekinesis. Tiger Claw snarled, but knew the distraction of this small army would be enough for him to find an opening.
Surprisingly, the opening was quite literal, as there seemed to be a wide space in the fight where robo-Foot were bounced away or knocked over at the perimeter. A flicker of the failing cloaking device revealed Bebop, too big to properly dodge anyone or anything. Sneering, Tiger Claw took aim with his blaster and fired. The squeal from the warthog wasn't of pain, though, only of dismay as the cloaking dropped completely, leaving the huge pig exposed. Tiger Claw frowned and fired a few more times, with no apparent effect. Bebop stumbled back, feeling his body swell further, and smashed a couple of robo-Foot against a wall; they might have recovered, if their electrical systems didn't power down. The same held true for any robot that got close to him, their attacks growing sluggish and ineffective before they would collapse.
And Bebop could only groan as he felt all that extra energy filling him from top to bottom, or more appropriately, side to side. His rear end widened, putting even more stress on his poor underpants while his belly sank closer and closer to the ground. His limbs grew even thicker and stubbier, stretching the circuit-lines just under the fur. "Uh, you guys? I think this air-go-kineti-whatsis is gettin' worse...! Oof!" Unable to handle the immense weight of his formely-scrawny body, Bebop collapsed forward onto his huge belly, pulling his fat feet off the floor.
Tiger Claw snarled, unsheathing his sword. "If guns won't work, then maybe it's time I used something more personal...!" He rushed forward to skewer the bloated pig, only to be swatted aside by a grey and gold-covered fist. Picking himself up, Tiger Claw found himself in Rocksteady's shadow.
"Nyet!" roared the angry rhino. "If you pick a fight with my Bebop, then you pick a fight with Rocksteady!" Tiger Claw was only just able to roll out of the way of the next punch, and found his blaster ineffective against Rocksteady's thick hide. He snarled again, seeing that his element of surprise and advantage in numbers was now gone.
"You and that fat pig are traitors! If you want to play at being heroes, so be it! But do not think I won't be back...!" Tiger Claw activated his jet pack and launched himself through one of the warehouse-hideout's skylights. Rocksteady merely snorted at the departing villain before turning back to Bebop and helping him back to his feet, letting the warthog lean on him for support.
"Are you alright, comrade? Donatello and I were getting message that something was wrong, and he was finding that the mutagen will make you, ah..." A big hand squeezed a thick roll of Bebop's stomach. "Big pig. He is coming up with a cure now, da?"
"Oh thank goodness!" Bebop hugged his companion as best he could, practically sobbing. "I think I've had enough of the hero stuff for one night! But, uh... How're we gettin' back to the lab?"
How -is- Bebop getting back to the lab?
A)Leonardo and Mikey will drive him there through the city streets!
B) Raphael and Mona have a Triceraton prison bubble to float him across town!
C)Donnie can activate a Kraang dimensional door!
GROWTH DRIVE RULES
- This Growth Drive features weight gain, muscle growth, and macro!
- There are three categories you can donate toward! Choose any one, or any combination you like!
- As with most Growth Drives, things will start out slow, but ramp up as time goes on and donations increase.
When each goalpost is met, the amount of weight and height gained per dollar will increase!
For now, $1 = 3 lb Fat or Muscle or 1 in. Height.
- A donation of $20 or more doubles its effectiveness, no matter how you split it. It pays to buy in bulk!
- To donate, follow this link: GROWTH DIVE COMPLETE! THANKS EVERYONE!
- Once you fill out the form, you will be sent a Paypal invoice for the donation amount. You must fill out the invoice for your donation to count!
- The top donor for every round will be contacted after donations close and be offered a SPECIAL CHOICE that will affect Bebop's growth.
If you are contacted, please respond within 24 hours or your opportunity will be forfeit.
- The top donor for the entire Growth Drive will also be contacted at its conclusion, and be offered a FREE PICTURE AND STORY COMMISSION COMBO of their character with any TMNT character at any size you please!
- Don't have the funds to donate? No worries!
As with prior Growth Drives, you can still FREE-VOTE IN THE COMMENTS SECTION on how the story goes by choosing one of the branches.
The choice with the most votes wins, of course.
- A donation of $20 or more also effectively doubles your story vote!
- Donations and voting for this round will end Sunday, January 14th, 11:59 PM CST.
- As always, thanks for your support!
Art and Story by Yours Truly
Bebop, Rocksteady, Tiger Claw, and the TMNT © Nickelodeon
<<< PREV | FIRST | NEXT >>>As the dust settled, Tiger Claw's distinctive silhouette was clear. Glaring at the Mutanimals with his good eye and flexing his mechanical hand, he snarled. "I told you I'd be back. Now it is time to settle the -- What... Is that the pig? Why is he so grotesquely obese?"
Bebop snorted, turning in place and trying not to topple over. "Obese?? I'll have you know I got a condition over here!"
Slash stepped forward, gripping his heavy mace. "You got nerve busting into our headquarters, Tiger Claw. Especially since there's way more of us than there is of you."
The tiger smirked in reply. "Then I suppose it is a good thing you pests haven't found -all- of the old robo-Foot facilities..." Behind him, dozens of robotic Foot soldiers emerged, hunched and ready to pounce.
Bebop whimpered. He had wanted to be a hero, and this was a great chance to prove it, but at his current size, he could barely waddle, let alone fight! He quickly activated his cloaking, and the entire half-ton of him vanished from view.
Both sides charged at each other with a battle cry, and Bebop was momentarily forgotten in the din of clashing weapons and energy blasts. Slash and Leatherhead tore through the robot horde and sent the disposable ninjas flying while Mondo wove through the crowd, knocking down the occasional distracted droid. Hovering above, Rockwell dodged Tiger Claw's blaster fire while pulling apart more of the robots with his telekinesis. Tiger Claw snarled, but knew the distraction of this small army would be enough for him to find an opening.
Surprisingly, the opening was quite literal, as there seemed to be a wide space in the fight where robo-Foot were bounced away or knocked over at the perimeter. A flicker of the failing cloaking device revealed Bebop, too big to properly dodge anyone or anything. Sneering, Tiger Claw took aim with his blaster and fired. The squeal from the warthog wasn't of pain, though, only of dismay as the cloaking dropped completely, leaving the huge pig exposed. Tiger Claw frowned and fired a few more times, with no apparent effect. Bebop stumbled back, feeling his body swell further, and smashed a couple of robo-Foot against a wall; they might have recovered, if their electrical systems didn't power down. The same held true for any robot that got close to him, their attacks growing sluggish and ineffective before they would collapse.
And Bebop could only groan as he felt all that extra energy filling him from top to bottom, or more appropriately, side to side. His rear end widened, putting even more stress on his poor underpants while his belly sank closer and closer to the ground. His limbs grew even thicker and stubbier, stretching the circuit-lines just under the fur. "Uh, you guys? I think this air-go-kineti-whatsis is gettin' worse...! Oof!" Unable to handle the immense weight of his formely-scrawny body, Bebop collapsed forward onto his huge belly, pulling his fat feet off the floor.
Tiger Claw snarled, unsheathing his sword. "If guns won't work, then maybe it's time I used something more personal...!" He rushed forward to skewer the bloated pig, only to be swatted aside by a grey and gold-covered fist. Picking himself up, Tiger Claw found himself in Rocksteady's shadow.
"Nyet!" roared the angry rhino. "If you pick a fight with my Bebop, then you pick a fight with Rocksteady!" Tiger Claw was only just able to roll out of the way of the next punch, and found his blaster ineffective against Rocksteady's thick hide. He snarled again, seeing that his element of surprise and advantage in numbers was now gone.
"You and that fat pig are traitors! If you want to play at being heroes, so be it! But do not think I won't be back...!" Tiger Claw activated his jet pack and launched himself through one of the warehouse-hideout's skylights. Rocksteady merely snorted at the departing villain before turning back to Bebop and helping him back to his feet, letting the warthog lean on him for support.
"Are you alright, comrade? Donatello and I were getting message that something was wrong, and he was finding that the mutagen will make you, ah..." A big hand squeezed a thick roll of Bebop's stomach. "Big pig. He is coming up with a cure now, da?"
"Oh thank goodness!" Bebop hugged his companion as best he could, practically sobbing. "I think I've had enough of the hero stuff for one night! But, uh... How're we gettin' back to the lab?"
How -is- Bebop getting back to the lab?
A)
B) Raphael and Mona have a Triceraton prison bubble to float him across town!
C)
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