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Jeremy walked through downtown, bored out of his mind. He was looking around a part of town he rarely visited, full of shops and apartment buildings. Strangely enough, as he walked, he saw quite a few people in costumes, some of which seemed to be handing out flyers for a shop. He took one, and read about a costume shop having a sale on masks. He figured he might as well see what they have, and slowly made his way there. The place was about two stories tall, with an elevator and some stairs. Character and regular costumes and masks were downstairs, while most of the upstairs was used for custom orders. Doubting he actually had enough for a custom costume, Jeremy browsed the regular stuff for anything of interest. He mainly saw costumes of animals, anthro cartoon characters, and anything in between. As he browsed, he came across a mask that interested him, one of Raphael from tmnt. It was a full mask with Raphael's red ninja mask, and a scowling expression. Jeremy had always liked Raphael, and seeing that the almost perfectly molded mask was surprisingly affordable, and decided to go try it on. He entered a fitting room with the mask in hand, and looked in the mirror as he slipped it on.
Jeremy looked that the mask's face, which looked a but strange on his head, and rubbed it with his hands. He felt just like Raphael, a total hero! Jeremy went to take it off so he could purchase it, but decided not to for some reason. It just felt so relaxing. He talked to the clerk dressed like a rabbit mad scientist, and purchased the Raphael mask. He walked out with it still on, not noticing that it now covered his neck as well as his head. He started to go home, taking the subway. The station platform was emptier than usual, not a person in sight. Jeremy sat against a wall, and waited for the right train. As he waited, the material of the mask continued to spread down his body, as a human sized turtle shell formed over his chest, with scratches and small cracks that resembled battle damage. This didn't strike Jeremy as strange, as it just felt natural. The shirt was constricting though, so he took it off to reveal his green chest. A wide brown belt had formed around his waist, with two kunai appearing, harnessed on the back of the belt. He adjusted the belt, and stretched. Instead of continuing to wait, Jeremy climbed down from the platform, stepped over the rails, and used a maintenance door to enter the sewers. He was slightly confused why he was doing this, but didn't question it. For some reason he felt more at home in the tunnel, and somehow knew where he was heading. As he moved, the mask covers Jeremy's arms, making them muscled and green. Large elbow pads, fabric wrist bands, and bandages on his hands appeared as well, with his fingers fusing into three large fingers, thumb included. Jeremy flexed his new fingers and dragged them against the walls. Soon the tunnels had changed slightly, becoming larger with two concrete platforms on either side and a river of murky water in the middle. Jeremy never remembered tunnels like this any where in town, but then again, he never took an interest in the infrastructure of the town's underground either.
After some more wandering, Jeremy soon got winded. He stopped and sat down, dozing off. The mask took the opportunity to cover his legs, making them stronger and more agile, as his feet became flat and oval shaped, with three small toes at the front. Knee pads formed as his feet were covered in bandages, effectively forming shoes. The mask had formed a full Raphael suit over him, and the face of the mask itself started to twitch a and scrunch up as it fused to Jeremy, becoming his face. Jeremy awoke from his short nap, suddenly filled with energy, and starts running towards his destination. He soon reached a large open room, an abandoned subway junction turned into a hideout, with couches, arcade machines, and other rooms separated by Japanese paper screen walls. Jeremy, slowly starting to remember the layout of the hideout, entered the dojo and took out his kunai. He started training, doing many martial arts moves as his mind shifted more and more. He was Raphael, one of the ninja turtles, along with his brothers Leonardo, Donatello, and Michaelangelo, and their human friends Casey and April. Their mentor and caretaker was Master Splinter, a mutant rat that taught them the ways of the ninja. Raphael gained a short temper, and was easily ticked off, usually by Michaelangelo's antics. But in combat he was a master with his blades.
He was a ninja turtle.
Raphael soon took a break, and decided to go topside. He was soon on the rooftops of night time New York City, heading to join up with his brothers. Apparently there was some criminal activity that required there attention. Something involving the Kraang, and he was ready to kick some exoskeleton.

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Jeremy walked through downtown, bored out of his mind. He was looking around a part of town he rarely visited, full of shops and apartment buildings. Strangely enough, as he walked, he saw quite a few people in costumes, some of which seemed to be handing out flyers for a shop. He took one, and read about a costume shop having a sale on masks. He figured he might as well see what they have, and slowly made his way there. The place was about two stories tall, with an elevator and some stairs. Character and regular costumes and masks were downstairs, while most of the upstairs was used for custom orders. Doubting he actually had enough for a custom costume, Jeremy browsed the regular stuff for anything of interest. He mainly saw costumes of animals, anthro cartoon characters, and anything in between. As he browsed, he came across a mask that interested him, one of Raphael from tmnt. It was a full mask with Raphael's red ninja mask, and a scowling expression. Jeremy had always liked Raphael, and seeing that the almost perfectly molded mask was surprisingly affordable, and decided to go try it on. He entered a fitting room with the mask in hand, and looked in the mirror as he slipped it on.
Jeremy looked that the mask's face, which looked a but strange on his head, and rubbed it with his hands. He felt just like Raphael, a total hero! Jeremy went to take it off so he could purchase it, but decided not to for some reason. It just felt so relaxing. He talked to the clerk dressed like a rabbit mad scientist, and purchased the Raphael mask. He walked out with it still on, not noticing that it now covered his neck as well as his head. He started to go home, taking the subway. The station platform was emptier than usual, not a person in sight. Jeremy sat against a wall, and waited for the right train. As he waited, the material of the mask continued to spread down his body, as a human sized turtle shell formed over his chest, with scratches and small cracks that resembled battle damage. This didn't strike Jeremy as strange, as it just felt natural. The shirt was constricting though, so he took it off to reveal his green chest. A wide brown belt had formed around his waist, with two kunai appearing, harnessed on the back of the belt. He adjusted the belt, and stretched. Instead of continuing to wait, Jeremy climbed down from the platform, stepped over the rails, and used a maintenance door to enter the sewers. He was slightly confused why he was doing this, but didn't question it. For some reason he felt more at home in the tunnel, and somehow knew where he was heading. As he moved, the mask covers Jeremy's arms, making them muscled and green. Large elbow pads, fabric wrist bands, and bandages on his hands appeared as well, with his fingers fusing into three large fingers, thumb included. Jeremy flexed his new fingers and dragged them against the walls. Soon the tunnels had changed slightly, becoming larger with two concrete platforms on either side and a river of murky water in the middle. Jeremy never remembered tunnels like this any where in town, but then again, he never took an interest in the infrastructure of the town's underground either.
After some more wandering, Jeremy soon got winded. He stopped and sat down, dozing off. The mask took the opportunity to cover his legs, making them stronger and more agile, as his feet became flat and oval shaped, with three small toes at the front. Knee pads formed as his feet were covered in bandages, effectively forming shoes. The mask had formed a full Raphael suit over him, and the face of the mask itself started to twitch a and scrunch up as it fused to Jeremy, becoming his face. Jeremy awoke from his short nap, suddenly filled with energy, and starts running towards his destination. He soon reached a large open room, an abandoned subway junction turned into a hideout, with couches, arcade machines, and other rooms separated by Japanese paper screen walls. Jeremy, slowly starting to remember the layout of the hideout, entered the dojo and took out his kunai. He started training, doing many martial arts moves as his mind shifted more and more. He was Raphael, one of the ninja turtles, along with his brothers Leonardo, Donatello, and Michaelangelo, and their human friends Casey and April. Their mentor and caretaker was Master Splinter, a mutant rat that taught them the ways of the ninja. Raphael gained a short temper, and was easily ticked off, usually by Michaelangelo's antics. But in combat he was a master with his blades.
He was a ninja turtle.
Raphael soon took a break, and decided to go topside. He was soon on the rooftops of night time New York City, heading to join up with his brothers. Apparently there was some criminal activity that required there attention. Something involving the Kraang, and he was ready to kick some exoskeleton.