Say what you will about 2012 but they gave Shredder the funniest coworkers ever. Imagine you’re him. You’re a man twisted by grief and delusion on a violent quest for revenge, and every day you wake up to see a rhino and a warthog making out in the hallways. For once you don’t even want to fucking deal with that shit so you try get Bradford to do it and find him in the standard issued Foot Clan bathroom shakily signing his old photos and ugly crying to the outro song of a cartoon he made in the 80s. Your daughter is either being mind controlled or a snake depending on the timeline so forget that, and when you get back to Bebop and Rocksteady (still making out) Xever is now watching nearby in sunglasses and reclining in a deck chair. When you ask him why he replies he couldn’t get past them in the hallway so he decided to make himself comfortable. Tiger Claw is apparently the only somewhat what normal employee you have (ignoring the warrior cats roleplay) but every interaction leaves you with the feeling he’s one step away from making a cult about you as soon as you turn your back. Baxter’s gaslighting you.
The meeting room’s bustling noise quieted as Batman called the table to order. The newest member of the Justice League floated ethereally about a foot above the ground as the main heroes of the jl and the jld introduced themselves one by one.
“introduce yourself, with any ghostly titles if you will, i bloody well want to know who we’re going to be working with.” a blonde man in a trench coat spoke up from his seat.
“With my titles?” the specter hummed. “alright.
“My name is Phantom, protected of amity park, specter of the stars, wielder of the ring of rage and crown of fire, protector of all that has died or never lived, king of the dead, the true balance between life and death.” rings of light washed over his figure as his feet hit the floor. “and Danny Fenton, college student extraordinaire.”
Euphrasia should've never been the Master of Wind. She has never been the Master of Wind, and should have never got elemental wind powers. Nothing against new female characters, but Morro had had his wind powers for 40+ years before he died. We all grew up with Morro so why would we let them change him for absolutely no reason? The new writer should've just kept him, not change and rewrite one of the best characters in history. Sign this petition if you think Morro still should be the Master of Wind and not Euphrasia. Once we reach a good amount of people who have signed, I will NOT contact the new writer on instagram because I'm very socially anxious and that's also rude as fuck.