A Independent Canon-Divergent TMNT Multimuse
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If this is still open, can I request Medic/ or Lifeguard?
Huge fan BTW.
-DarkTrainerEmbargo-
17. LIFEGUARD : for one muse to rescue the other from drowning.
DRABBLE set POST-Pyroclasm.
Working on the Sky Pillar is not a job without its perils. It positively makes Magma's old headquarters look safe and OSHA approved, in Archie's opinion; another reason to be glad he's not working there every day. In between the rickety ladders, the partially collapsed floors, and the raging currents that surround every bit of the rocky outcropping, it's an accident waiting to happen. He's not surprised when it does; he's not even that surprised that it's Maxie, honestly. He's just glad that it happens while he's visiting, because there's no one better to navigate the tempestuous waters than him.
Jumping in is second nature to him, and his sharpedo Riptide is out before he even hits the surface. The water's force is far stronger than what he's accustomed to in Lilycove, but he trusts the shark to keep him safe.
Finding Maxie is another matter. Even in broad daylight, light has a hard time penetrating more than a few feet, and the rush of water past his eyes makes it even harder to see. He's reliant on his sharpedo there too, urging him in the direction where Maxie had fallen and letting him know they're looking for a drowning person with a couple of precise taps on his fins.
It feels like it takes ages. Maxie's form doesn't come into focus until Rip is almost on top of them. Archie locks one arm around their waist and grips the sharpedo's fin with the other. Rip jets back to the surface, where Tabitha and Matt are waiting to help pull them out of the water.
Once they're both on the rocks, Archie immediately reaches for their wrist for a pulse. He can't find it and moves two fingers to under their jawline, yelling for Matt to get the defibrillator from the research vessel.
It ends up being a little hasty. Seconds later he feels the faint fluttering at their jugular, and Maxie coughs up a lungful of seawater. The bedraggled redhead reaches up with one hand to loosely grasp Archie's wrist.
"I'm alright," they rasp. "No need for CPR. I'm--" they pause to cough again, expelling more salt-- "rather partial to not having my ribs broken today."
Archie huffs a sigh of relief, changing his position to help Maxie sit up. "Oh, you don't even know for sure I would've broken any ribs!" His lips quirk as he thumps them on the back. "We've got a first aid kit on the ship, after all. Barring that, Ray."
"I think Ray might be worse than broken ribs." Their voice is hoarse, but they chuckle even though it makes them wince. "Straight electrocution is not what I'd consider favorable either."
Archie laughs boisterously, feeling some of the tension he'd acquired starting to dissipate. "Aye, well, lucky you started coughing then, huh."
"Indeed." Maxie reaches up to comb some of their wet hair out of their eyes. "What is this, the third time you've saved my life? I'm starting to feel like I rather owe you."
"Yeah, you do," Archie says. "Which is why yer gonna stay on the boat for the rest of the day, rest up, and not fuss about it. Cause you owe me."
Bim Trimmer -
- doesn't know the meaning of the word secret. or cannibal.
- is an axe murderer. more stabby that Wilford. with far fewer reservations.
- has renamed the show from 'Hire My Ass' to 'Call Me Daddy'.
- is also a gigantic bug wearing makeup to appear human.
- would rather you wear a collar than tell him the capital of Idaho
The Author -
- is fucking perfect. fear for your ovaries/testes.
- doesn't know how to start writing his books either. just like me wheee!
The Host -
- is bouncier than Bim.
- is a vampire/demon/zombie
- is *scary* obsessed with serial killers. not in a True Crime Fan way.
- is desperate to go free-(eye)-ballin' it. hates the blindfold. gone. every. chance.
- has decided that aftershave is tastier than coffee. in a mug.
- is secretly hiding angel/cat/demon/gray/chocolate eyeballs under the cloth
- can either narrate... or not act like anime waifu. you do not get both.
- will go from 'hello' to 'my super duper secret name is Alexander Blackwood and I'm an narcoleptic eldritch demon' in two replies flat.
I... I want to cry. I've been training them for just a little over a week so far. And this is what they’ve come up with on their own.
Hello, Hi!
I'm going to be here this week to do drafts, if my shitty brain lets me. I intend to start from the bottom and work my way to the top. To finally do the old stuff that withers away there. If I get some replies out, I'll be posting a starter call of sorts for my most present/active muses, because while I have drafts to do, I'd love some new threads here with ppl and/or muses whom I have no threads yet tbh.