#commander o'neil

[its-wabby-stuff]

Krang Will Rise

I have a couple theories, regarding the Krang.

There is such little evidence for it, that I don’t even think there’s evidence against it. But hear me out.

I think only Krang prime can abolish mystics. It’s not an ability tied to every Krang, only to him.

Thé Krang value strength above all else, putting no remorse into losing those deemed weak. As such, wouldn’t that make Krang Prime, their leader, the strongest? And what better way to deem yourself the strongest than carrying a unique ability that takes away your enemies greatest potential threat.

Another reason: it seems there are three types of krang. The biotech, the warrior, and the interrogator. I’m not sure how much they overlap, but I do think they carry specialities. Given krang brother is most often asked to- spread their krangness. He is responsible for krangification, domain expansion, and manipulating the technology they have (Nevermind how all these abilities make him the perfect match for Donnie)(also think Krang Brother is mute). Krang sister is the most skilled and best fighter. I’m sure she outclasses the boys in that regard. I’d go as far to say she’s second in command, leading the charge while brother krang stays behind (her role as commander matches as Commander O’Niels opposite in war, hence their quarrel). Leaving Krang Prime, who has the ability to dig into a persons mind, manipulate their captives, control the hive mind, and abolish mystic powers. Perhaps rare amongst Krang, this makes them the perfect leader (do I even need to explain why he’s Leo’s main antagonist, his opposite in every way?).

I mentioned how krang brother is likely responsible for krangification, which leads me to a second point. Clearly, from the start of the invasion to the end in the bad timeline, the krangs numbers increased 100 fold. From 3 lone survivors to hundreds if not more. Which has led me to wonder how krang are created. I have two theories: 1) in the bad timeline, the krang in the prison dimension didn’t die. Meaning that when Leo grabbed the key in the movie, and altered time, the resulting explosion caused the krang to be wiped out. 2) the probably more likely one- they repopulated.

Thé krang are clearly parasitic creatures. Meaning their reproduction is likely from a source, that source being humans. “Recreating this world in the image of krang.” Krang possession is simple, and any krang can do it, latch a bit of themselves to a human and start the battle of wills. Krang dogs are amother easier way to make more, a quick process that mangles the hosts body. We see this happen with the foot clan. But if you want powerful krang, with no chance to turn on you, and to truly become one with krang, you transform them.

Raph was found in a bubble. In a slimy krang cocoon stuck to the ceiling and filled with glowing yellow goop. He was going to be turned, transformed into Krang. And he was going to be powerful, his source material being stronger than most. He was- until the process was interrupted. Notice how the krangification didn’t come from the outside, it wasn’t attached, it was growing inside him. And, unlike the other krangified peoples we saw, his eye turned purple. It wasn’t just covered in hoop with the yellow hive mind eye, it was purple. Let it be a testament to Raphs inner strength cause he very well may have accomplished a feat deemed impossible to overcome. The process wasn’t supposed to be reversible, he wasn’t supposed to be able to break free, he was krang now. Krang Prime could feel his struggle, sense his resistance, and hear his thoughts as the turtle fought it off.

Once you turned, there was no going back. You were krang. Your old life didn’t matter. Your old friends didn’t matter. You had a new family. A new purpose to fulfill. New powers to explore. And given treasures for the hunt. The mark of a krang and a fucking massive piece of armor. This way of reproduction was useful when hunting new prey, as their knowledge of the species past through, truly allowing them to know their enemies and conquer planets. Krang can never die.

Then again. I could be wrong.

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Thanks for reading! Likes and Reblogs appreciated! Other related theories and stories:

Resistance to Krang; The Shredder armor; Emperym Life Blood

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[kdval]

It was once thought that the blessed sap of the Erdtree would drip from its boughs forever but that age of plenty swiftly came to a close, and with time, the Erdtree became more an object of faith.

ELDEN RING

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

#cinematic bossfights series #elden ring #malenia blade of miquella #maliketh the black blade #morgott the grace given #general radahn #mohg the omen #praetor rykard #dragonlord placidusax #lichdragon fortissax #astel naturalborn of the void #rennala of the full moon #radagon of the golden order #elden beast #godrick the golden #godfrey first elden lord #godskin noble #commander o'neil #elden ring kdval #eldenringedit #soulsborne #fromsoftware #gamingedit #gamingnetwork #dailygaming #virtual photography #game photography

[arx-aru]

a mystery to be sure

#elden ring #elden ring memes #malenia blade of miquella #malenia #commander niall #commander o'neil #loretta knight of the haligtree #elphael brace of the haligtree

[circusinarun]

Commander?

#my art #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #traditional drawing #nail art #sketch #bad future rottmnt #commander o'neil #rottmnt april #rise april

[taringill]

Commander April O'Neil

#art #my art #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles the movie #rottmnt the movie #future april #april o'neil #commander o'neil #rise april #rottmnt future april

[rottmntpeepawpolls]

@teainthesnow

#peepaw showdown #rottmnt bad future #rottmnt commander o'neil #commander o'neil #future april rottmnt #future leonardo rottmnt #peepaw polls #turtle polls #rise of the tmnt #peepaw multiverse

[headcanontheshitoutofsoulsborne]

Commander Niall is actually named Commander Neil, and Niall is just how they pronounce his name up north. Commander O’Neil is his grandson.

#elden ring #commander niall #commander o'neil #headcanon

[spacehistorian-art]

Teamwork makes the dream work!

Commander A. O'neil and Colonel D. Hamato at your service

#this pen is killing me #i don't ship them #they are the cool sibling team for me #my art #rottmnt #unpause rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #my sketches #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt movie #ronin au #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt april o'neil #rottmnt apocalypse #april o'neil #commander o'neil #future donnie #future donatello #rottmnt future april #future april #rise donnie #rise april #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #I'm too lazy to tag more

[kaitlynsbustlingworkshop]

Commander O'Neil an ER boss I remember pretty vividly due to my friends trouble with them and dealing with the boss overall. A fun creation to design though both Commander's were relatively enjoyable fights for me. Now you can throw them into your fights as leaders in your TTRPG battles!

#dnd5e #dnd homebrew #dungeons and dragons #ttrpg #elden ring #boss battle #ttrpg community #dnd 5e homebrew #Commander O'Neil

[aeempress]

I think a lot about Rise movie, some people send me some stuff for analysis, i just need time to cook it up.

And those guys are breaking my heart, so...

It was so... sudden. World on fire, smoke covered the sun and - and Kraangs. Bloodlusted. Everywhere. Leaving behind nothing but ruination and piles of bodies.

Still, they'd survived. Only god knows how - they had survived.

It almost made her suffocate, only thought of how many they lost and still hope was in there. April fought. Fought and led people and yokai into the battle, again and again. Over and over.

Decades in battles, decades in misery and it still hurt when losing comrades. But April's heart became harsher, getting bulletproof that's why she's commander.

She told herself that every morning but at night it was almost unbearable, because she remembered every one who fell, everyone who was injured and hurt. Every one who lost.

He holds out a coffee - capsuled one, brewed by him in beakers and April feels a taste, a forgotten taste. She is freezing and wanting to cry.

It's taste of home, of better future even though she knows - Donnie made it not from coffee itself, it's just chemicals. Softshell smiles warmly, trying to cheer commander up. No, not commander - his old friend.

- You should rest, Donnie, - April whispers and cannot look away. Cannot ignore his bandages, cannot forget his scars. Battle scars. And even worse - Donnie forgot about himself again. He wasn't like that when he was a teenager.- Your bandage, - she speaks in steel voice - no objection allowed.

- I was busy, - Don's voice is tired and full of guilty softness. - I've tried to deal with supplies, with armor... But I get nothing. Not enough material... Not enough hands even with -

- Dee. Look at me, - she come closer to take of his battleshell, looking at his eyes. - Rebellion needs you. Alive. You shouldn't kill yourself like that.

- I... Know. I know. I just... Want to help, here. Help you, - his hands covers her back, mirroring her own.

- You will help me if you just stay by my side. Deal? - she looks at his face and smiles.

- Deal. - She almost forgot the sound of laughter. It was ages since she see him like that. No just only messages.

April knows where his first aid kit is, she knows how to renew a bandage, and being here, at his modest, almost ruined lab feels like home. For a moment she can forget about this burden on her shoulder and just be. Be with him.

Waiting when his brothers returns back to the base.

She stays at his place, April doesn't want to leave him now. She's not always commander, Donnie reminds her of that, she's also a women who need a strong shoulder who may carry her a little until she is recharging.

With Donnie it's home, bitter coffee without milk and strange, synthetic chocolate. It's home within his arms, it's home - they both only can sleep when together.

April wants to stay a little longer. But when it's a war, you have no time for everything what seemed normal back then.

April shivered and wiped away the tears. Her bed is cold and no one here to warm her up at night and made believe she's not alone, she's safe.

***

Donnie is near, with her - April peeks out from the shelter to feed with amo those bastards. They need backup, supplies are getting thin, it's almost hopeless.

His magic is only thing that covered them, the only way why her people are still holding. April hopes on hope they can make it, they will get through of Kraang's death ring.

- There's no way, - she whispers. - Donnie, - April grabs his hand and squeeze it a little. His eyes are troubled, but April's too fast - she's getting explosive packages. - Wish me luck.

- April! - his scream almost tears her apart but she need to.

She runs fast, really fast, managing to put some bullets at those brainfaces. No time for gasping for breath, it rather her life or those motherfuckers.

Package is delivered - April hears the explosion and someone pulls her to himself protecting her from the blast wave.

Her head is about to explode, heart is racing. Vile screams from pain and agony, like wet pig squeal - Kraangs are still alive. No time to think, no time for hesitation - she grabbed her gun to protect them both.

Donnie is shooting back with all he's got - but It's too many, explosions, screams - it's all mixing and hope is sliding away.

- You need to retreat, - Donnie yells. - Collect all you've got - this way we increase -

- I ain't retreat, we lose it all! - bullets deafen. - It's them or us now, we -

Its lasher is lethally fast. People are buried beneath, April clenches her teeth and does everything to gain extra minutes before help arrives.

- April, retreat, - Donnie is stubborn and unshakable.

All is on fire, people are dying. And she can't do anything. She has no plan, they have no plan, they only can survive this for a week with low supplies.

- Don -

She was pushed. Explosion wave burns everything to the ground. Everything is messy, everything is so noisy, but the arms hording her - April's blinking, and then smelling something bad.

Blood. At her.

His shaking gaze - at this noise she can't hear anything.

- DONNIE! - she is yelling, tears are down at her face. - DONNIE!

April can't get through the wall of his magic, she can't do nothing but trying to punch the wall out of rage. He's still alive and try to keep it up.

Protect her - she taste his blood at lips.

"April", - he begs, she can hear his voice through vox. - "Lead people out. Rebellion needs you"

- IT NEEDS YOU TOO! WITHOUT YOU -

"April, please... Listen to me". - he gasped for breath. - "I can't hold it any longer".

- DONNIE!

"I always lov-"

Vox is shuttered, he's still there.

April jumped at bed, couldn't breathe. She was gasping, heart was about to tear apart one more time. This nightmare wouldn't leave her alone, and it even worse, because it's so realistic excepting one thing - he died covering her body by his own.

***

His bandana at Leo's katana, his bandana at her wrist, it's all over. His body was so damaged, only purpled mask remained. April made deep breath and fired back no matter how badly her wounds are.

Casey's their only hope.

She had to do everything to send him back, she had to protect him by all cost. Avenge everyone. Master Splinter. Raph. Draxum. Cass. Big Mama. Donnie.

Blood covered her face, April could see nothing but red. Pain is unbearable she almost spaced out a few times.

Click. Click - click. The fuse. She's out of amo.

- Fuck, - April was trying to rip the pin off the grenade with trembling fingers, but from weakness it is not possible even from fourth time. Throwing a grenade is also a test, and April can hold no longer. She couldn't do it anymore - she's getting sleepy. Terrible sleepy.

It was so cold, she could freeze to death but now she was drifting at something warm - maybe her own blood. She had to resist. She had to fight. Had to keep going. Rebellion needs her.

Warm fingers are touching her cheeks and it's hard - keep eyes open. But Don is here, smiling at her.

- You need a rest, commander O'Neil, - his grin and voice are so soft.

- Dee... - it's hard to move her lips. To breathe.

- Shhh, that's okay. It's okay. You did your best. - Something hot and sharp as razor scratches the cheeks. Eyes hurt, and Donnie here to wipe away all of her fears.

- Stay, - she begs and breathe is shaking.

- Sure, - softshell smiles back. His arms are soft and gentle. - Close your eyes, April. - Donnie holds her. She sees others. Splints. Raph.

Not Leo. Nor Mikey. Nor Casey.

It's all getting small.

"I'm sorry, guys".

Commander O'Neil couldn't make it.

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles movie #rottmnt movie #rottmnt apritello #rise donnie #april o'neil #aprilxdonnie #apritello #rise of tmnt #rise april #rottmnt donatello #hamato donatello #rottmnt movie Donnie #rottmnt movie April #commander O'Neil #apriltello #im crying #i love em my pure bebes #aeempress writes

[minespatchart]

Inspired by a meme from Medievalist matt on Instagram. Immediately thought of O' Neil. Never drawn him before(drew his cousin), gave me a excuse.

I usually don't trace but the unintentional big hand from Patches made me have to trace over inventory to fill missing parts.

#minespatch #artists on tumblr #fromsoft fanart #soulsborne #commander o'neil #patches the untethered #elden ring

[how-and-why-do-i-know-this]

On a whim I went exploring in Caelid again and I found a boss in the middle of the Aids Swamp.

Beat him first try lol.

#andy plays elden ring #elden ring liveblog #elden ring #caelid #swamp of aeonia #commander o'neil

[kdval]

"Sublime, I tell you. The very first flower of Aeonia bloomed on this very spot. Malenia, may you blossom into a goddess."

ELDEN RING

› In the footsteps of Goddess of Rot

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

#elden ring #eldenringedit #scenery #malenia the severed #malenia goddess of rot #millicent #tarnished #commander o'neil #cleanrot knight finlay #fromsoftware #fromsoft games #soulsborne #game photography #virtual photography #elden ring kdval

[niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian]

Ok one more analysis/breakdown for the road cause this one...it's sad 😔.

I remember someone on here pointed out that they managed to see not only Big Mama's body, but also April's. Now I couldn't actually find it for a bit, until a few minutes ago. In this very scene right here.

You can see poor Big Mama on the left corner in a...pretty gruesome position. Ouch.

Now for the 2nd one, it was hard to see at first due to the glow of the light but in the far right, you can a body among the rubble. I didn't even know there was a body there until I saw the hair bun moving and guys....

It's definitely April.

Now I thought that maybe it was just a random resistance soldier that could just happen to have a similar hairstyle since they were full on fighting the kraang at this point till I saw this right in the middle,

It's April's trusty bat, broken and battered down.

Everyone really did die in this future, I was hoping that April may have still made it despite the resistance losing but alas....

#tw death mention #cause...yeah #commander O'Neil #rottmnt future april #rottmnt #rottmnt movie #rise of the tmnt: the movie #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles movie #rise of the teenage mutant turtles

[14muffinz]

the weight of a new world, taken off your shoulders

Seeing ghosts Casey JR, anybody?

I'm going to go through and edit this tmr before it goes up on ao3 so do note this was written entirely on a phone at 1:45 am in the morning.

~~~

The katana is like ice in his hands.

At first, the thoughts don't come. 

And then, because he’s Casey Jones JR and everything that he can't show safely outside tends to spiral tenfold inside, his head becomes a steady stream of he’s dead he’s dead he’s dead he’s–

The katana is like ice in his hands.

He knows that ice is good for taking someone out of a panic attack quickly. Even if it’s nothing close to a permanent block, it can give the person time to escape to a location where it's safe enough to let their guard down.

But it’s not ice against his palms, it’s still that damn katana.

Fleeting memories come to him all at once. Ones of gripping his mother’s nonexistent hand while staring emptily at the remains of a building. Ones of large, scaly fingers belonging to a long dead man guiding him through basic katas. Ones of a voice that’d been buried months ago telling him why his grapple hadn't quite worked.

The feeling of ice.

When he looks back down at the katana, the reflection that stares back at him isn't his greasy, tear-stained face or even the crisp white of his mask.

No.

When he looks back down at the katana, it’s his Sensei’s caring gaze that greets him, a steadying burn-ridden hand on his lower back, a fluttering and flickering warmth dancing across his limbs, a black-wrapped five-fingered hand squeezing his wrist.

“C’mon, Case,” the soft voice of Master Michelangelo coaches, “just a little bit longer. It’ll all be over soon.”

He can't place the distance between him and the voice, so he leans back and slightly towards the right where Master Donatello’s steadying palm rested and tucked himself into the space between his Master’s plastron and the beginnings of where cold, metal implants rested along his arm. 

He didn't want the apparitions to go away. Not yet.

“You’ve got a war to finish, Junie,” Master Leonardo’s voice rings through his head. “C’mon, go and earn yourself that happy ending. After all you’ve done, you deserve it more than anyone.”

The nickname he never thought he’d hear again resonates with the desperate part of his brain and for the first time in years, he allows himself to let out an unbridled, messy sob.

He doesn't register the sound of the katana clattering to the floor. It doesn't matter, the ice remains in his hands as he wraps both arms around his long-dead Master’s metal-plated scales.

“Don’t go away again,” he pleads, like a coward, like a child.

(He’d been nearing his 14th birthday when he got sent back. According to the callendar, it was still months away in this timeline. Not that it mattered much at that point, the ghosts had been left abandoned in a wasteland and all who would celebrate with him chose to join the ghosts in the end.)

“Oh you’ll never lose us, baby,” Commander O’Neil sighs, crouching slightly to meet his gaze despite the limits of her always being the tallest (human) in the room and the rubble she was standing on being slightly higher than where he and Master Donatello stood.

This close, at even level, he finally could see the youth laced into every bone. She wasn't like Splinter or any of the other adults Casey had met today. There was this glimmer of something in her eye that spoke of never getting enough time.

He thinks of the April he met today. The vibrancy of her spunky attitude and the confidence laced into her every word.

Before, that's how he would have described Commander O’Neil, too. But now he’s met her factory settings, her slate, what she once was. He can see how that spirit’s been battered and bruised and how the edges were long since frayed.

Even though she’s pale, ever-so-slightly translucent and slightly glowing green around the edges, he can finally see that maybe he was never in the wrong for feeling scared.

“But first you gotta set yourself up for it,” Master Donatello suddenly instructs. “Go on, go find us. The real us. Leave our spirits to settle on their own time.”

Casey spins around to face his long-dead first Sensei. The one who’d shown him how to swing his stick around like a bow, how to make big things fit in small spaces when need be. And behind him, Master Michelangelo, who’d shown more than he could put into words.

(Vaguely, he knows Master Leonardo’s gaze is still on him, even if he can't tell from where. He doesn't try to seek it out.)

“We’ll still be here at the end of a long day,” Master Donatello states, and the way his face contorts as he tries to put emotions and metaphors into his words is entirely alien against his old Sensei’s skin even though it’s probably been there 100 times over and it makes Casey inexplicably happy to have finally figured out what it means. “But we’re all old men, Case. You deserve people your age.”

Master Leonardo’s metal hand rests a phantom touch on his shoulder, but when he looks it isn't there. “You deserve more than we can give you, Junie. But those guys? Sure, all of us have told tale after tale of their stupid stunts, but they're better than being alone.”

“We made this world for you,” Master Michelangelo finishes. “So don't fuck it up.”

Caseys mouth opens. He wants to scream don't leave me don't go don't go please– but he knows, deep down, that the ghosts can't stay forever. For a moment, they can be his and only his, but one day they must settle, just as Karai did the day Casey was born.

So he puts a swelling, warm hand to his mask, and calls, “this is Casey. Is everyone accounted for?”

There’s a buzz from the katana, and Casey looks down just in time to see Master Leonardo flash a newly-familiar cheeky grin before walking out of the blade’s shine, down towards the hilt until he’s completely missing from view, and returns the reflection to what it truly should be, Casey’s own.

“Affirmative,” Leon’s voice responds, with a tone that indicates fully-well he was aware everyone mistook him for dead. There’s a slight rasp to it, a grogginess, like his head had been hurt and he was holding onto consciousness by tooth and nail, but Casey can already imagine the grin in his new friend’s voice clear as day.

And despite it all, Casey’s face breaks into a wide grin.

“Good to hear that, Master Blue.”

#ficlet #z rambles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rise of the tmnt movie #rottmnt movie #rottmnt casey jr #rise casey jr #future leonardo #future michelangelo #commander o'neil #future donatello #rottmnt future timeline #rottmnt #posted on an impulse i should really wait until tmr but eh insomnias a bitch sometimes

[a-dark-starred-universe]

Sometimes I think about the in between scenes, and get emotional

#tmnt #tmnt 2003 #tmnt sainw #sainw #tw scars #Leonardo #Donatello #Raphael #Michelangelo #Commander O'Neil #April O'Neil #Unfinished until further notice #my art #comic