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“And behold, from their perch atop New York City, the Kraang ripped open the sky itself. What came out was terror and what rained down upon us was worse than death.”
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_Log 1_
-Well, I don’t know who will ever read this other than me, but I… I don’t know what else to do right now… So long term data collection it is.
Who knows? Maybe it will come in handy someday.
The date is June 11th 2020, it’s been about three months since the whole… Shredder incident. And the ‘leader issue’ is -sighs- still and issue.
But it’s been put on the back burner now since… since the sky split open and we were forced from our home again.
We tried fighting, we tried….
We tried. And we lost.-
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_Log 2_
-The date is June 19th 2020.
We found out that these wadded up chewing gum looking aliens are called the Kraang. We learned from Hypno and his worm friend that the totem thing they stole earlier this month was some kind of key that the Foot used to summon? unleash? the Kraang into to our dimension.
(Side note, other dimensions exist; the multiverse is real, I was RIGHT).
Anyways.
Leo took the news hard. He blames himself, for this whooooole situation but… but I know, and Raph and Mikey know, that if we’d known before all this how important that key was, we wouldn’t have…We… We all would have done things differently.
Leo doesn’t believe us yet when we say it isn’t his fault, but he will. We’ll keep reminding him until he believes it.
We’re still looking for April and her parents, and a new place to lay low since the military has come and shown itself to be completely ineffective against the Kraang and their infection of both living and non-living objects.
I don’t know when I’ll be able to update this again.-
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_Log 3_
-The date is June 28th 2020.
We found April. We couldn’t find her parents.
Leo portaled us into the Hidden City, and it was… chaos.
We evacuated as many humans and yokai as we could into a safe-zone with the strongest mystic barriers Draxum and the counsel of heads created. But- the Kraang have some kind of power that damages? nullifies? mystic energy.
We tried to fight back, but we failed. Again.
The Hidden City fell. People were getting infected faster than we could run. Mayhem teleported as many people as he could away from the fight, but he used too much energy.
Mayhem didn’t make it. Now nowhere is safe.-
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_Log 4_
-The date is May 17th 2021.
It’s been about a year of running and hiding, all while the Kraang terraform the Earth, and hunt down any and all survivors. I’ve gotten radio transmissions from around the world, whenever we could stop and rest for more than a day.
The Kraang invasion is now officially a GLOBAL problem. The human world is fighting back the best it can, but nuclear warheads were infected before they could be launched and… and it’s bad. Really, really bad. That’s two reallys.
Water is becoming scarce. It hasn’t rained in months.
It’s not all bad though. The yokai of the world have joined forces with humans and we are now all working together to help each other survive however we can.
Papa, Draxum, April and my brothers and I are all still together, along with about a hundred other survivors, both human and yokai.
…Once we defeat the Kraang, and we WILL beat them… someday, the world will be a very different place.-
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_Log 5_
-The date is February 4th 2022.
I didn’t think I’d survive long enough to be able to write this. We were surrounded, and Leo had been hurt, badly.
He couldn’t portal us away.
Raph was stuck holding up a fucking building that would have crushed us all, Pops and Draxum and I were doing everything in our power to keep the Kraangified monsters from tearing us all apart or worse, infecting us. We were losing ground, they were right on top of us.
And Mikey, at the risk of sounding unscientific… Mikey just… snapped.
I couldn’t see anything but golden light and chains ripping apart the Kraang monsters and throwing the fucking building that would have crushed us… and then there was Mikey standing in the middle of it all.
The way all the survivors looked at him, the way the remaining Kraang monsters retreated, the way Mikey collapsed right after… I have never been more proud, or more terrified for my little brother.-
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_Log 6_
-The date is June 10th 2022, just shy of two years since this whole situation started.
I hesitate to put this in here, but my darling twin said if I did he would take a fucking nap and accept that the people look up to him as a leader, so…
Curse my twin for knowing what bribes will work on me.
Anyway, things are looking up. We ran into Cassandra Jones and her mildly terrifying Brownie troupe leading a group of rightfully terrified humans through the still intact subway tunnels in Jersey.
She was able to convince them, (read loudly and forcefully MAKE them), join up with us.
It’s good to have her back.
We also found a temporary base that we may be able to make into a long-term base. A building near the outskirts of the city that once belonged to some shady Government agency. I’m not able to get as much information on this place as I would like, seeing as how the internet has not worked in literal years, but this place has a highly defensible underground lab, and tunnels that connect to the old subway system that we can build on and make into a serviceable place to live.
It won’t be home, it will never be safe… but it could be useful. I may be able to fix some things now.-
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_Log 7_
-The date is March 10th 2024.
Draxum has stated that he has taught Michael all he can, which is both insane and amazing. Also, our dear baby brother has begun to grow hair.
I… don’t know why, but no one else does either, and we have other things to focus on.
Our base is coming along nicely, newly named the New York base, or the Resistance.
My assistants have been… somewhat useful in assisting me in getting our security system up to par with the Kraang’s technology. (I use the term technology very loosely, what kind of organic, goopy, drippy, GROSS kind of shit tech are the Kraang using?!) Mikey has been helping with the greenhouse and Raph and Leo portalled off and came back hours later with some cows and sheep.
How? Where? Why? They refuse to tell me.
They are also much more at ease around each other, so I assume that they talked and had -eugh- emotions with each other and resolved all the issues they had before the literal apocalypse began. I’m glad.
Draxum and a few other yokai want to scout out the Hidden City to see if there is anything left to save or perhaps even build another base there, now that the Kraang seem to be holding off on attacking anything that moves. -relieved sigh-
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_Log 8_
-The date is March 13th 2024.
Nardo, Dad and Draxum left through a portal to the Hidden City three days ago. We haven’t gotten word yet of what they’ve found, or where they are.
We… I don’t… I have a terrible feeling.
I should have made them wait for my GenuisBuiltTM telecommunication system. I’m so close to finishing it. Why didn’t I finish it sooner?
We could have called, texted, communicated in ANY way so that they could tell us everything was okay!
I don’t… I don’t know how I know but… I don’t think Leo is okay.-
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_Log 9_
-The date is March 20th 2024.
They came back.
Correction- Leo DRAGGED himself and Dad back to base.
They had dropped Draxum and the yokai off at a serviceable base in the Hidden City. They had been on their way back… when they were ambushed. Not by the infected Kraang monsters. By a full blooded Kraang.
They were hurt.
They were hurt badly.
Leo lost his ninpō.
Dad …didn’t make it.
I… I can’t-
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_Log 10_
-The date is January 25th 2028.
It’s been a while since I’ve updated this, but Leon insisted since dear Raphala and Cassandra thought it would be a good idea to bring back a whole ass CHILD from patrol today.
The baby can’t be more than a few weeks old, it’s a miracle its survived as long as it has already, really.
Casey called dibs and has now named it, so it is inevitable that my dumdum brothers will get attached. -irritated sigh-
Well, it’s proof that there are escapees from the Kraang labor camps still out there, at least.
Also, here’s a few things I built that have helped the resistance. All GeniusBuiltTM of course.-
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_Log 11_
-The date is April 1st 2031.
I wish they’d come back with another stupid baby.
Raph and Casey had been escorting rescued refugees from the Scranton labor camp, but they were attacked.
Ten refugees made it back, Raph came back with a shattered shell, broken spine and cracked skull. Casey didn’t come back at all.
But I can fix this. Raph can’t move anymore but he is still breathing. I can keep him alive. I can fix this.-
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_Log 12_
-The date is June 11 2031.
Eleven years since the beginning of the apocalypse.
Nardo has taken custody of the child.
I’m trying not to laugh at how WELL that is going. But he is trying, and I can at least respect his tenacity.
Raph has taken well to his new body, but everyone is still adjusting. Casey is… dearly missed.-
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_Log 13_
-The date is December 24th 2032.
A week ago, Leo and Raph left to scout out the underground tunnels leading out of the city, where there were rumors that another resistance group had been using them to escort refugees out of the city and to a safe base in Washington DC.
The rumors were false.
The Kraang collapsed the tunnels on my brothers. Leo’s arm was crushed, and Raph’s regulator was damaged, so he couldn’t use his ninpō to grow or shrink. Raph forced Leo to leave him behind.
Leo’s arm was beyond saving, and I had to… I had to amputate it. By the time Leo was coherent enough to tell us what happened…
Raph had been alone too long.
We didn’t know if any of the tunnels were still intact. The Kraang were crawling all over the place… It was too risky.
We lost him. We lost Raph.
I’m starting to hate the winter months. Nothing good ever happens.-
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_Log 14_
-The date is September 17th 2034.
My dearest younger brother has discovered something that most thought was impossible. Angelo found a way to reverse Kraangification by using a concentrated blast of inner magic.
The following investigation found that Michael’s and my own ninpō could also be used, but it is a lengthy and exhausting procedure.
Since Mikey is our resident Master of the Mystic arts, he is our only viable option for reversing Kraangification, for now.
However, it is not a certain cure. If the infection has gone too far, or the infected fights against the influx of magic into their system…
They don’t always survive.
Mikey’s success rate is 75% which is leagues better than the 0% it used to be.
I will continue to monitor this new discovery, to make sure there is no lasting consequences to the previously infected.
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_Log 15_
-The date is July 7th 2035.
Mikey has been struggling with the consequences of overusing both his ninpō and mystic powers. Leo and Mikey’s strategy for defeating the full blooded Kraang has been extremely successful thus far, but it requires Leo’s ninpō to be repeatedly sealed and Mikey’s to be routinely used and often overused. We have yet to come up with an equally effective alternative.
It began to get really bad a few months ago; Leo’s child had alerted him to Mikey’s worsened condition, and Leo then alerted me. And I -sigh- I’ll find a way to fix this.
In other news, Leo’s child, -deep defeated sigh- FINE, Casey Junior threatened me today, and then BROKE INTO MY LAB! The audacity of this tiny human! He even stayed while I info-dumped all my plans to update the base’s computer and surveillance systems in an effort to get him to leave.
He didn’t leave.
…I can respect that.
Leo can never know.
Are all seven year olds this intuitive with coding and mechanical engineering? Something to look into I suppose.-
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_Log 16_
-The date is December 12th 2037.
April leaves for the Boston base today, she’ll be helping train new recruits that want to join the resistance. I’ve tricked her tank out to have the best defensive and offensive capabilities I can currently create. Only the best for our best Commander.
She’s not sure when she’ll be back.
I’ll miss her.
And our movie nights.
The Kraang have slooooowly been gaining ground, so we could definitely use all the new recruits we can get our hands on. Leo’s been driving himself into the ground trying to keep both our numbers and our morale up. His newest idea is to throw a birthday party for Casey Junior, which… is not a bad idea. Junior chose to celebrate his birthday on January 10th, because he will be turning 10.
I’m not certain he knows how birthdays work, but I suppose I’ll give him a pass since this is the first one we’ll be able to properly celebrate. I’ll be working on his birthday present in between projects, I just need to decide on what to make him.
Leo is making him his own armor, and Mikey is making him a mask.
…A weapon perhaps? Leo says Junior prefers to use Cassandra’s old modified hockey stick, maybe I can build him one of his own?
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_Log 17_
-The date is November 15th 2039.
Angelo’s leg is STILL broken. It had been a clean break through his fibula. With our enhanced healing, curtesy of Draxum, Mikey should have been fully healed in a month tops. It has been EIGHT MONTHS and his leg is still broken. It is now only a minor fracture instead of a full break, but STILL.
AND his hair has long since turned completely white and has begun to fall out. Instead of looking like a distinguished 34 year old mutant like he should, he looks well over 60!
BUT! I have an idea.
It might take me a while to perfect it, but I can fix this.-
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