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The pinnacle of this was surely the farming series that saw the Turtles cast as… well… farmers. Then there was the time that the Turtles became professional wrestlers. Which goes to show, no matter what rubbish you make, some kid or adult will buy it. They were convinced the Turtles fad would soon end.
This led to the sequel being released less than one year later. Particularly lacklustre are the details of the plot and the subtitle. The set up for the film was that the Turtles were intent on finding out the secret behind the mutagen that had transformed them.
The secret of the ooze in TMNT 2: The Secrets of the Ooze was that there was no secret. Originally it was going to be that the ooze was of alien origin, but that was cut from the film.
So, it should be re-titled TMNT 2: The filmmakers told him that they felt guilty for not having cast him in TMNT 2. The reason given was that his absence from the second film was down to his being in recovery. Currently the IDW Turtles universe is in full swing and proving both critically and commercially successful. Cudley could fly because of course he could. He was also capable of inter-dimensional travel, allowing the colourful turtles of the Archie universe to meet their black and white cousins from the original Mirage comic series.
It is undoubtedly a classic of both lyricism and musicality.
When Ice arrived on set to commence filming, he was given a big hug by Michelangelo or the actor Michelan Sisti in full custume who wanted to welcome him. This led to eighteen of the nearby actors and stunt men prepared to leap into the fray and defend Sisti. Thankfully, the stunt coordinator, Pat E. Johnson, stepped in and broke things up.
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In fact, the artwork for it can still be seen online. It was going be called TMNT: The Next Mutation and would see the Turtles mutate again. Casey Jones Leo announced that he was going to take them both down this time. He was still trying to recover from his injuries that had left him in a coma earlier in the season.
After a few minutes of sparring Leo couldn't go anymore and had to sit out the rest of the training session. Mikey kept calling it a turducken, which would have been a turkey, chicken duck combination.
Napoleon Bonafrog Napoleon Bonafrog was voiced by Jon Heder, who was made famous when he played the lead character in the movie "Napoleon Dynamite". Napoleon Bonafrog was the outcast of the mutated frogs, much like Mikey was among the four Turtles. Mikey stayed with the mutated frogs for much of the episode. Don The two Dons went on their own to track down the third weapon of Krang's.
They met up with, but didn't get to talk to, their counterparts from the Mirage Studios comic. The entire clip was about 2 minutes long and showed the two Dons flipping around through various black and white comic panels while outrunning the original Turtles.
What was special about the versions of Bebop and Rocksteady that were introduced in this episode? The super and mighty versions were robot clones created by Krang. They were 10 times stronger and smarter than the flesh and bone originals.
Each only made one appearance in the series. The robot versions were near indestructible, but the Turtles found a way. It was the absolute furthest thing from a jungle or a forest or any real semblance of nature, and every step he took here sickened him to his core. Yet here he was, a shinobi-a sage-a being who communed with nature itself, walking where there was virtually none to be found. High or low, there was only the asphalt, the concrete, the buildings. It might've made one laugh.
Uzumaki Naruto rarely laughed anymore. Part of him wondered why. Dozens, hundreds, thousands of years, and he'd never really laughed.
Not like he'd used to. For the first century or so he'd taken to using henge just to amuse himself, ending a war here, started a rebellion there. He'd even posed as a few God in Greece just to end the conflict there.
After alls, if they wouldn't listen to a boy, then surely they'd listen a deity, right? And it had worked beautifully for awhile. Until they started slaughtering one another in the names of their so-called gods. Eternal youth and pseudo-immortality might be the high life for some. He'd walked the earth countless times since killing his best friend.
Since he'd taken his hands, wrapped them around that throat, and strangled Uchiha Sasuke to death. Perhaps, that was where it all started. Justification was alll well and good, but it didn't change the fact that he'd broken his promise. For all his talk of ending the "Brother's Feud" he hadn't been able to back up his words.
All bark and no bite, as the saying went. He'd tried so hard, gotten so far, but in the end it didn't matter. Sasuke wouldn't be swayed. It was live or die. Him, or the Uchiha. Despite all his pretty syllables, in the end, he'd valued his life for than that of the Uchiha's.
He still remembered thrashing about and around in the mud, gasping for air as the last Uchiha tried to drown him in the waters of the Valley of the End.
He remembered that stone, that strange, sharp, shiny stone, just within his grasp. Ramming it into one of those ugly pale arms. Watching the blood fly. Feeling the hands slacken as he bucked and shoved the Uchiha off.
The rest was a blur. At some point between stabbing Sasuke with that rock and writhing out from underneath him, there had been a struggle, and that struggle ended with him squeezing the life out of his friend. By the time he'd come to it was already too late. Nothing could be done to revive him. Edo Tensei wasn't an option, either. After that debacle, things had just, well Naruto didn't realize he was immortal until everyone else had gray hair and he'd yet to so much as grow a beard.
By that time, he'd realized something else. In a few short years the few friends he'd made were long dead. A few more decades, and their children, his children, completely forgot who he was. Add another century or two, and the Hidden Villages were nothing more than a memory.
Still, he survived and he persisted, fighting in wars. Losing his sanity had been a slow thing after that. It startled going in slow increments, tiny things. He'd forget a name here and there, have trouble recalling the number of his kills, or an event. Until, one day, he woke to find that he couldn't even remember what his friends looked like. He killed because it amused him but that soft, gentle side of him had all but vanished under the frothing seas of his insanity.
He liked to think he kept the monster, the aberration under wraps. Most of the time. Naruto slowed his stride and raised his gaze, cerulean eyes coldly regarding the one who had just spoken. Or rather, several someones.
His eyes took them in at a glance, his brain swiftly switching from calm civilian to a cold shinobi. In that instant, his emotions as he knew them simply ceased to be.
He turned them off. It was just like flicking a switch, something he'd been able to do ever since his first psychotic break. Compartment all the anger and hate inside him, let it out when it was appropriate here in New York.
And one he used now, contemplating the sordid scene unfolding before him with a ruthless dispassion. Crowding him into the nearby alley.
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Aware of his prescence. Standing semicircle around him, numbers to their advantage.
He felt his lips curl in disdain. Only an hour back in New York after these last few months and things were already Naruto's visage creased in a slight frown as he recognized their tattoos. In the time it took for the rest to take those few steps forward and seal off his escape So many ways to kill these imbeciles -human bodies were oh soo very fragile- it was almost enough to make his blood boil in its vein.
In meandering around his old stomping grounds he'd sensed some form of ill intent but had been too lost in his own thoughts to realized it was directed at him. They thought this teenager in an orange shirt and blue-black jeans was an easy mark. Probably wanted what was in his backpack. They couldn't have been more wrong.
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Hows about we make a withdrawal? Not a real laugh, just an expression of his scorn. No one took his threat seriously. Hand 'em over before you get hurt. Was it really worth getting riled up just for the sake of some punk ass kids?
A lifetime ago, he would've said no. At length he sighed and shook the backpack from his shoulders, the imperceptible motion sending his chin-length bangs sweeping from side to side.
He was dead before he'd even hit the ground, lifeblood pooling fruitlessly at his feet, wasted so much like his life.