Hi, the name's Chey! I'm not your average human, and I seem to attract mutants everywhere I go! Not that I mind, though. (RP blog for the TMNT OC Chey, may contain some NSFW gore but nothing too explicit) M!A Status: Open
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3: back kiss

"Don…how on earth did you get your shell cracked?"  Chey asked as she applied disinfectant to the area in question and placed bandaging on it.  After she knew it was secure, she placed a tender kiss on the sight.  "There."  It suddenly occurred to her that she kissed his shell.  "U-Um…"

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"You like me? I can’t imagine why." He responded turning his head to the front again.
"Maybe I like you but I wouldn’t bet on it. Flirting with every girl I meet is only normal, in my behavior."

"Nice to know, Casanova."  Chey replied, her voice oozing with sarcasm.  "I mean, I’m wary of your ‘hobby’, but I’ve looked past that and I’ve come to like the guy I see.  It may sound corny, but I’m being honest."

"Then tell me. What do you see?" He asked, with that smug smile crawling onto his face again

Chey sighed.  “Well, correct me if I’m wrong…but I see a guy with a lot of passion, charisma, and ambition.  A guy who, when he gets close to even one person, would do anything for them…and would be torn apart if they were to go.  And…I see a guy who maybe, just maybe, wants someone who cares.”

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  • "Guess what? We're having a baby!"

  • "Do I look fat to you?"

  • "I'm what?"

  • "I went to the doctor today."

  • "You know how I've been getting kinda sick recently? Well, turns out, I'm not actually sick..."

  • "I feel so helpless like this. I don't like it."

  • "How's the baby?"

  • "How are you feeling? I know pregnancy can be tough..."

  • "Need some help? Here, don't get up. I'll get it for you. Wouldn't want you to over exert yourself."

  • "I saw you leaving this morning, and a little birdy told me you went to the doctor. Care to explain?"

  • "Don't take this the wrong way, but you're more... round than you used to be."

  • "You're going to be a mother?"

  • "It's going to be a girl."

  • "It's going to be a boy."

  • "Aren't you excited? There's gonna be a baby!"

  • "Guess what? You're going to be a father."

  • "I'm not ready for a baby. I... I can't have a baby."

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☹ My muse is visiting your muse on their death bed

It wasn’t often that Chey found herself dressed head-to-toe in black.  Black was a color of mourning, after all.  And she felt like mourning when she saw her sister laying in bed counting down her last moments.  If she had diagnosed her sooner, there was a chance of recovery…but that chance was gone now.  She walked up to Isis and mumbled, “…Forgive me…”

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Chey fought to keep from breaking down into sobs.  Isis told her to be strong, after all.  But after hearing her tell her she loved her, she broke down and collapsed onto her knees…

-After a moment a knock could be heard at the door, it was a guy-

Chey got up and weakly opened the door, seeing the guy standing there.  “…May I h-help you?”

-He kneeled down, he was extremely tall- I have something for you from Isis… -He set a box down that had Isis’ rings and jewelry in it-

"T-This…"  Chey stared at the objects before her lips quivered and she nodded slowly.  "…I promise I’ll take good care of them…for Isis…"  She took the box and replied, "…Thank you."

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3: back kiss

"Don…how on earth did you get your shell cracked?"  Chey asked as she applied disinfectant to the area in question and placed bandaging on it.  After she knew it was secure, she placed a tender kiss on the sight.  "There."  It suddenly occurred to her that she kissed his shell.  "U-Um…"

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"You like me? I can’t imagine why." He responded turning his head to the front again.
"Maybe I like you but I wouldn’t bet on it. Flirting with every girl I meet is only normal, in my behavior."

"Nice to know, Casanova."  Chey replied, her voice oozing with sarcasm.  "I mean, I’m wary of your ‘hobby’, but I’ve looked past that and I’ve come to like the guy I see.  It may sound corny, but I’m being honest."

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Art Meme!!!

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Send a number + a character and I’ll draw them:

  1. In what they normally wear
  2. In what I’m currently wearing
  3. In a school uniform
  4. In swimwear
  5. In underwear
  6. With no clothes on
  7. In winter clothes
  8. In fancy clothes
  9. Making 3 different expressions
  10. Standing on their hands
  11. With their favorite animal
  12. Hanging out with a friend
  13. Sitting on the couch
  14. Doing something they don’t normally do
  15. Eating
  16. Playing a sport
  17. Beaten up
  18. As a kid/adult
  19. Wearing a funny hat
  20. Sleeping
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robots-and-turtles:

☹ My muse is visiting your muse on their death bed

It wasn’t often that Chey found herself dressed head-to-toe in black.  Black was a color of mourning, after all.  And she felt like mourning when she saw her sister laying in bed counting down her last moments.  If she had diagnosed her sooner, there was a chance of recovery…but that chance was gone now.  She walked up to Isis and mumbled, “…Forgive me…”

two-sides-one-girl:

Chey fought to keep from breaking down into sobs.  Isis told her to be strong, after all.  But after hearing her tell her she loved her, she broke down and collapsed onto her knees…

-After a moment a knock could be heard at the door, it was a guy-

Chey got up and weakly opened the door, seeing the guy standing there.  “…May I h-help you?”

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3: back kiss

"Don…how on earth did you get your shell cracked?"  Chey asked as she applied disinfectant to the area in question and placed bandaging on it.  After she knew it was secure, she placed a tender kiss on the sight.  "There."  It suddenly occurred to her that she kissed his shell.  "U-Um…"

Donnie lay across Chey’s lap silent for a few seconds then inhaled to speak holding a finger up.
He paused.
Then spoke. “Are you the motherly type or was that caused by a different kind of impulse?”

"U-Uh…"  Chey had to think for a second.  It wasn’t uncommon for her to kiss wounds.  She had a motherly side, of course.  But did something else spark the action?  No, it couldn’t be.  "It’s a habit, I suppose.  I guess I could be looked at as the motherly type…people always say I’m like that."

"You look flustered." He said casually resting his chin on his fists.

"H-Huh?"  Chey asked, her cheeks burning.  "Me?  Flustered?  No way!"  She saw his face and frowned.  "Wipe that smug look off your face.  You know, I’m surprised you haven’t gotten of my lap.  Are you enjoying yourself?"

He chuckled resting the side of his head on Chey’s lab.
"Your reddening face tells me otherwise."

Chey’s eyes widened and she sharply looked away with a huff.  After a moment, she turned her head back to him, her blush even redder.  “Okay…I’ll admit that I like you.  But…you sound and act like you like me too.”