Splinter Ninja Turtles Quotes Novels & Stories

but still. You aren't bad until you're bold enough to use your enemy's own words to mock them. - I preferred dressing as Tink. You aren't bad until you can successfully break into somewhere get stuck there and slip away unnoticed. - that was a close call, but Luka just had to almost ruin it. You aren't bad until you've exhausted every insult and sassy remark known to mankind. -no wonder I'm always tired. You aren't bad until you have a 'muscle car'. - mine happens to be a Volkswagen Beetle.

Apparently. I turn to the crowd, watching us. “No matter how big or small you are, there is always something to learn,” I say as I remove my gloves. “Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee. Those of you who are smaller should learn from that quote,” I used it often when I was training with Ora.

Robin kneeled in front of her , his hand glowing with a greenish golden light as he slowly checked the egg shell . " hmm " pursuing his lips , he tsked " Tortorantula are known for their stable and strengthful built . Their web is the same , if I'm correct the only way to break it is by breaking it from the inside out rather than out to inside " conculded Robin as he finished his examination . " But I can't move my hands " said Chelsea as she tried to wriggle her fingers .

It did not have time to react before it was split in half! At the same time... "I..." Mister Quentin and the dozens of internal martial artists beside him all shuddered simultaneously. Mister Quentin and the others struggled to lift their heads to look at Liam again. They opened their mouths but could not utter a sound. Then... A faint red line appeared on their foreheads. The next moment... Poof— With a muffled sound, the faint red line suddenly spread. Including Mister Quentin, the dozens of martial artists were instantly split in half, just like the tiger in the sky!

He could not help but ask, "What's going on? Do you have issues with that suggestion?" The Giant Turtle opened its mouth and was about to answer when the Terror Hound interrupted it. "Old Turtle!" The Terror Hound sneered and mocked, "With such an indecisive nature, yet you want to get the heavenly spiritual aura? I know what you're worried about. You're just worried that I'll attack you while you're showcasing your ultimate technique, right?

Junior said stopping his nephew. “What, they are going to get themselves killed, they can't fight all of them alone.” Big C said in a panic. “We know, we're not trying to kill them all we're just trying to give you time to get them out of here. Besides the fact they brought throwing stars and swords to a gun fight. Don't worry about us, we got our sisters.” Junior said, turning and following his siblings to their death. “I didn't plan on dying today, I'm glad momma told us to always wear good underwear whenever we leave the house.” Lee said as he ran towards the ninjas.

Is there something on my face that I’m not aware of? “Just spill it already!” I slapped his leg and he hissed, still laughing. “That quote’s from Spiderman love, not superman,” he said, and probably for the third time today, I embarrassed myself once again. “Hah! Whatever, Spiderman, batman, superman, they’re all the same!” “Oh now don’t be angry, its okay to mix up a few things, it happens to me too,” “Really?” “HAHA No,” the final thread broke, and I grabbed the pillow again. To hell with treating this guy’s wounds.

Sabertooth shot Mystical Chubby with a withering look. "Look, Sabertooth, it wasn't on me, okay? Who could've guessed they'd send reinforcements not once but twice?" Mystical Chubby's face was the picture of innocence wronged. "And what about me? If the boss hadn't stepped in, I'd be a goner by now!" "Oh, cut the drama. It'd be a real chore for anyone trying to off you," Carbonemys chimed in, rolling his eyes. "Listen here, Carbonemys, I was up against two martial knights, no less; they were no greenhorns. If I didn't care about leaving you a lot behind, I'd have been toast," Mystical Chubby retorted, sticking out his lower lip.

“Enough.” Ryder straightened. “We were sparring, Master Liang.” Luca chimed in, “Yeah! We were just practicing the move you taught us—what was it called again? ‘Spinning Death Tiger Claw’?” “That’s not what I called it,” Liang said dryly. Vulture, arms crossed, murmured to Bain, “You sure you want those two as part of the next strike team?” Bain gave a rare smirk. “They’ve got heart.”

“It’s not showing off when you’re keeping others safe, Sphinx. And this isn’t a competition. I have way more experience than you, not just at the Academy, but also in the field. Focus.” I focus on my team while Hijack helps Raptor and Siren navigate around the bear. “Any idea who’s having sex across the river? She’s fucking loud,” Venom says. “You’d think the water would mute the sound, but I swear it’s amplifying it,” Intrigue says. Hijack clicks into my comm. “Trust me, you don’t want to know.” I turn and look at him. “You know who that is?” He raises an eyebrow. “Who?”