Is anyone watching the Disney+ Star Wars Ahsoka series? The Shadow Warrior episode was magnificent. To see an old friend “brought warm feelings to my heart.” (Yoda, AOTC)

Taken Characters:


Raphael (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle), and Shredder -Gentle Sharptooth

Leatherhead (Mutant alligator, closest with Slash and Mikey)
- Slash (Mutant turtle, closest with Leatherhead and Raph)
- Mondo Gecko (Mutant gecko, closest with Mikey,  April and Casey)
- Metalhead (Donatello's robot)
- Fishface (Mutant fish, Raoh's rival)
- Rahzar (Mutant dog, Mikey's rival)
- Rocksteady (Mutant rhino)
- Bebop (Mutant warthog) -Sammy The Spiketail


Available Characters:


Leonardo (TMNT)
Danatello  (TMNT)
Michelangelo (TMNT)
Casey Jones
Splinter
April O’’Neal

Until these characters are taken, I will sub for them for crucial scenes and interactions.

Story: TBA

@SammyTheSpiketail

I am die hard Star Wars fan, I happen to love it all: Original Trilogy, Prequels, The Sequel Trilogy, Legends and Canon books & comics & video games, all of it!

I am thrilled Kenobi is happening! To see what the greatest paladin, the most devoted Jedi was doing all those years Luke was growing up is a real gift from The Force.

Without further to do, The Trailer!


https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TWTfhyvzTx0

Thoughts?

Warning! Cowboy Bebop is a mature anime and series with sex, drug use, alcohol use, violence, gore, and other mature themes.

Netflix just released the Live Action adaptation. I grew up on the Anime myself.

Anyone a fan?

I was introduced to Gundam back when I watched the OVAs. I then started watching Gundam Seed. Now I am a huge Gundam Unicorn Fan.

Anyone else a Gundam fan?

Mortal Kombat!

The new and very realistic Mortal Kombat movie comes out April 23, 2021 in theaters and HBO Max in the US. It already has been released internationally on April 8th and has a 7/10 IMBd score.

You can see the first 7 gore filled mins of it here curtesy of New Line Cinema [WARNING! Major Gore, Blood, and Violence]:

https://www.yahoo.com/lifestyle/ve-seen-first-13-minutes-153000237.html

I grew up on the MK games and I loved the cheesy original film. This one looks promising.

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Prompt: April 2021

Either...

Write a story from the point of view of this character: A leaf
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Written by Gentle Sharptooth



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Fact: Petals are modified leaves that surround the reproductive parts of flowers. They are often brightly colored or unusually shaped to attract pollinators. Together, all of the petals of a flower are called corolla.
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I am the Night Flower. In the dark I am one of the many petals that showers the the mint field with light. In me the power to heal titans gleams, when grinded into little pieces beneath their teeth.

In the Mist I stand guard with my fellow sentinel petals, like a lamp we mark the way for the brave that walk the marshlands. What I have seen, the many species, great tall behemoths, and snouts with sharp teeth. They pay us no heed, our golden glow attracting only those who seek healing. Will I be willing? To allow myself to be ground in the mouths of the leaf loving? To give my life to save one of these creatures , with their bizarre features? Is it worth snuffing out my golden light to save their life? Alas I am helpless, attached to my family, no means to fly when a leaf eater wishes to dine. I am at the mercy of the night, and how I feel the fright, that my light will be caste into the caves of their throats, never again to be part of the golden crown.

My brothers and sisters assure me this is the cycle, that our moment to shine is like the bright circle.
Here for a moment, then gone with the night. The night, that is when I sparkle, joining my fellow petals in symphony of light to illuminate these humble fields of epiphany; to combat the mist of tyranny.

Behold ahead of me approaches one like the behemoth, only little in stature. His eyes wet like the dew I drink in the mourn. He sings a sad song of his loved one, I am moved by his pleas to save the one he calls Grandpa. Dare I sparkle to draw his eye? To give hope to this child? Knowing full well the cost will be my leaf life in the mouth of a titanic cattle.

My brethern petals stir, they caste their light and urge me to join in. I protest, knowing that it will end in dino digestion. The wise one at our flower’s center commands we shine brighter. My resistance is broken,  the Stigma has spoken. My leafen body sparkles in harmony, our song of light gradually leading to tragedy. The leaf eater turns to notice our glow, he approaches with his nose. I await the invitable, when to my suprise he sniff our petals. His eyes wet still, and yet in those pools of white and brown I see a spark, a golden light not unlike my own. Could it be the same fire? The light of life and desire? The little behemoth smiles and bows his head as if in honor, before plucking us asunder. Now severed from stem he carries us afar, the heart of our flower beats slower, as we are carried lower through the misty power. The sights we saw I knew not in our field, oceans that fell from walls, trees as tall as the behemoths, and other wonders I can not relate for lack of strength.

The little behemoth brought us to a valley, there all manner of beasts roamed, some with three horns, others adorned with tails of stone. There laid the great behemoth, never had I seen one lie lower than our field of flowers. The little one offer us to him, the groan of the old one moved me, as I saw in his eyes that same kind fire, that light of countenance most proper. It was then that I was finally resigned to exchange my leaf life to save this behemoth. When the time came that we were broken from our mother and father, our petal vessels caste into the mouthy cavern. I leapt foward, landing on the pink rose petal they use to pull us deeper into shadow. As I descended into the dark, I saw my family and I sparkle, our golden hue lit up the night of this new sky.
 Our song would bring forth the miracle,  the little behmoth’s loved one would rejoin the life circle.
Where to I go, few know, somewhere beyond the Mysterious Beyond, perhaps there to dwell in an eternal circle.

Artwork not mine, by Paleo III

Prolouge

Shinza awoke and sat crosses legged, his long black hair unfurlled like a cloth on his white tunic. He raised a alabaster tea cup to his mouth and sipped. Closing his eyes he tried to concentrate, a claw like tatoo on his neck began to glow blood orange. He opened his eyes, both matched the claw of orange light. He rose and a great red door was opened by a golden ring knob. Outside stood many hrey statues in an open courtyard with title roofs making a square. A servant approached Shinza and bowed, offering him a ribbon with golden kanji which read “Shino/ Sin.”

The sky was turning dark and the ground began to quake. The moon was yellow and half, and a great fog of green appeared like a cloud. Shinza looked above and saw a figure standing on the roof, having stepped out of the emerald fog. The petson was clade in jade green robes and wore a conical sedge hat that had three horns forming out of it, one shorter than the other two. The figure leapt down and smashed into courtyard, appearing as jade light was a  Kosmoceratops that raed its colossal horns into the pillars holding the courtyard roofs up. Shinza dodged and waved his hand, a great blood orange mist surrounded his hand and from it came a spectra in the shape of a a Sinraptor that ran and sank its jaws into Kosmoceratops. The two dinos battled as Shinza and his advesary stood, the roofs collapsing over them.

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Part I: Vacation

 The bell rang and all the students exited the class room in a rush. Sonya closed her book and followed behind them. Her orange hair seemed to glow in the sunlight, her large eyes squinted to block the blinding light. A red ribbon in her hair blew with the stainds of her bair. Sonya was eighteen, and somewhat of a recluse. All the guys took interest in her, for she had a rare pale beauty, and being a foreigner in China made her a subject of intrigue. As Sonya walked her white ruffled top blew in the wind, and two girls called over to her.   Lifen and Jia were Sonya’s only friends. Lifen was short and wore glasses, her hair was silver and Jia had black ahort hair and always wore purple tops.

Jia: Sonya! Sonya! Come over here.

Sonya walked over.

Jia: What are you doing for vacation?

Sonya: I am not sure, why?

Jia: Cus me and Lifen are heading to Yunnan Provence with some friends.

Sonya sighed.

Lifen: Come on Sonya.. it’ll be fun.

Sonya: Partying isn’t really my thing.

Jia: It won’t be like that:

Sonya: So no guys?

Jia: No guys.

Sonya: Promise?

Jia: Scout’s Honor.

Jia saluted with two fingers pressed together.

Lifen: Come on Sonya, please.

Sonya sighed and then gave a smile.

Sonya: Alright, let me go home and pack a bag.

Jia: Meet us at the Train Station at 3:00pm.

Sonya: Ok, see you then.

Awww.. so cute!