#gyoji

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

Based on this post I made. My new AU #Battle Nexus Master Mikey.

In this AU 2003 Mikey replaces Daimyo who decides to retire after years of directing the Battle Nexus. Daimyo believes in Mikey to bring a change to the competition, and as Mikey is the new champion, everyone agrees (minus Gyoji who instantly wishes to be sent to the afterlife)

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[oldschoolfrp]

The oni of the Miyashima bridge (John Fraze's cover painting for Dungeon 33, January/February 1922, featuring the AD&D adventure "Mad Gyoji" by Colin Sullivan)

[redstringraven]

this is a small detail, very unimportant, but it is very funny to me.

in big brawl pt 3, the tournament takes an intermission and gyoji states it will resume "in one mega-quagan". raph immediately mutters to himself "how long is a mega-quagan?" before mikey distracts him and they wander off to look for the others. but i just. <xDDD

do you KNOW. how stressed? my anxious and punctual ass would be when given a time to return i don't even know how to measure? like, obviously the chill and casual solution to this is that they'd notice when the market crowds started meandering back to the arena (if gyoji hadn't gone and collected them himself; not that they knew he'd do that). but, my brothers in christ, i can barely mange being told i have a 15-minute intermission without being stressed out that's not enough time to skitter to find the bathroom and get back to my seat.

and it's kind of adorable to think that if leo had been there, this is like... probably his first time to experience something like this outside of breaks during training sessions. it's a bigger scale than the four of them having five minutes or however long to catch their breath and get water. he can't even check the shell-cell obsessively because he doesn't know how long a mega-quagan is in comparison to a minute. none of us do. raph gets irritated enough with the constant fidgeting and foot-tapping and stomps up to a trader "he-asked-for-no-pickles" style to get an answer, but the trader doesn't know what a 'minute' is. we're in hell.

[tmntkiseki]

Multiverse round! Featuring the Daimyo, Gyoji, the Ultimate Ninja (AKA Ue-sama), Usagi, Lord Simultaneous, and Renet!

Bonus: Concept art of Gennosuke in a suit from Back to the Sewer (he looks very confused)

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[invisiblebounds-ffxiv]

~ Valentione’s Day ~ First Date Edition!

Music Theme      Anzu vs Eiden (?)

[anamon-book]

また一日　田中小実昌 文化出版局 装幀＝野見山暁治

[futuresuntocrystal]

They're trying to mind their own business. Focus on something else. Anything else. …And yet, the staring persists. At this point, it seems like only a direct confrontation will do anything about this… "Who are you…?"

I'm enjoying the cloud server. 💖

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

New AU based on the @1v1-tmntiteration-battlenexus that I will probably lose.

In this AU 2003 Mikey replaces Daimyo who decides to retire after years of directing the Battle Nexus. Daimyo believes in Mikey to bring a change to the competition, and as Mikey is the new champion, everyone agrees (minus Gyoji who instantly wishes to be sent to the afterlife)

+ under the cut

Mikey at first wanted to accept but Daimyo warmed him that if he did he will become immortal and will have to see his loved ones die and their children grow just to die them...

Is hard, but after having accepted and seeing every member of his family take their own ways, Mikey accepts to become the new Master of the Battle Nexus.

Mikey gets the War Staff and Daimyo's old clothes to keep his memories alive. Though Mikey agreed to keep the tradition of the Battle Nexus after Daimyo's funeral, Mikey also brought some changes as Daimyo believed.

... As allowing competitors who were not warriors to participate.

Mikey also gets a lot of cats too. He also gets to participate in some show-off demonstrations and in one of those got his arm cut off.

[cherryfinolahobbes]

Rewards for my second tier!! Patreon opens on Sept 1 :D

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

Wounds of the Battle Nexus (Fluff/Angst)

2003!Raphael x reader

A/N: I’ve always been a big sucker for the Battle Nexus in TMNT 2003 so I just had to do this.

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Raphael participates in the Battle Nexus but ends up getting injured. You stay with him in the medical area.

Warnings: Non graphic injuries and spelling.

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After three years of dating Raphael, you finally got to see it. The dimension between dimensions that your boyfriend and his family had been talking so much about. The Battle Nexus. Even as Master Splinter and Leonardo opened the portal, you clung to Raphael arm, excitement growing even further.

Once inside the realm of the Battle Nexus, you were in awe. Raphael had told you about many of these creatures, but you had only dreamed of the day you could see them yourself. Friendly triceratons mingled among two headed beings, talking, trading in the market or eating together.

But it was the Battle itself you had arrived for. Your boyfriend, his brother and father had decided to participate in the Battle Nexus once again. And you had asked over and over again if you could come along and watch it. And well, it didn’t take long for Raphael to say yes. And as you sat among several of the turtle’s friends and watched the turtles, their father and friends fight in the ring, you were more than happy to be there.

The Battle Nexus had been a chaotic whirlwind of adversaries, pushing the turtles and every contestant to their limits. Round after round the brothers moved up, until one was to be the first to lose. That one would be Michelangelo, being teleported out of the ring with just minor injuries.

The next round it was Leonardo and the round after that it was Donatello, leaving Raphael as the last turtle, now going straight to the semi final. You cheered and celebrated proudly as your boyfriend entered the ring for the semi final, to fight against what looked like a big guy made of stone, carrying a big sword in one hand. The gyoji started the semi final with a bang of his gong. The crowd started cheering as the four computers started going at it. Raphael found himself facing off against a formidable opponent, his adrenaline pumping with every clash of his sai against the stone giant.

As Raphael dodged one attack after the other, he caught the sight of you out of the side of his eye. His heart swelled a bit as he saw you jumped and screamed his name in encouragement. Oh how he loved you and the way you raised your arms whenever he landed a blow.

It looked as if Raph was about to gain the upper hand on his stone opponent, until he was surprised by a giant uppercut and thrown against the stone wall. The whole crowd gasped as Raphael fell onto the ground on his hands and knees. The air was heavy with a mix of exhaustion and tension. Raphael, usually quick to recover, winced as he tried to assess the extent of his injuries. His plastron bore scratches and the back of his shell was aching a bit. It had most likely cracked a bit. Raph raised on to one foot, his sai, though still firmly in hand, trembled slightly from the strain. Raph wanted to stand and continue fighting, but his body made the decision for him, his legs giving out under him, causing him to call on his end before being teleported out of the ring and into the medical area. You wasted no time leaving your seat, running to find Raphael.

When you made it to the medical area, Raph was putting up a struggle, refusing to let anyone treat him, let alone touch him. His brothers and Master Splinter tried in vain to calm him down, while the physicians kept being pushed away by the angry turtle.

“Get ya nasty paws off me!”, he grunted, trying to stand from the futon they had placed him on. “I don’t need no help from anybody!”

"Raph”. Your boyfriend looked in your direction at the sound of his name, watching you step into the room. His brothers breathed a sigh of relief. “You need to sit down," you insisted, concern etching your features. He grunted in agreement, acknowledging the pain that radiated through his body. The adrenaline that had fueled his movements was replaced by a dull ache, and the reality of their physical toll began to set in. You had always had a calming effect on Raphael. You made him relax and listen to reason.

Raphael laid back on the futon before turning to his side, letting the physician look at his shell. You took a seat on a cushion next to him, before taking one of his three fingered hands in yours. The boys and Master Splinter took this as their que to leave.

Raphael met your gaze, a mixture of gratitude and hesitation in his eyes. You knew that look very well. He was happy that you were there, but he was sad. Maybe even embarrassed. You stroked his hand with your thumb, as a way to tell him that he had no reason to feel embarrassed.

The physician finished dressing his wound on his shell, before moving on to the rest of his body, all while Raph stayed silent. You knew that Raph did not wish to speak while the physician was there. No, he wished to talk to you alone with no one listening. That was what Raphael was most comfortable with, especially after a situation like this. But all while the two of you waited for the physician to finish, you sat there, stroking his hand while sending him soft smiles.

Raphael watched the physician leave before he turned towards you. He didn’t say a word, but instead opened his arms up, inviting you to lay down beside me. With a smile you did so, getting comfortable on the futon while making sure you didn’t accidentally hurt him any further.

“How are you feeling?”, you asked, your hand finding his face to stroke his cheek.

“Beat”, Raph answered, leaning into your hand. “My shell aches”.

“How else are you feeling?”, you asked him. Knowing your boyfriend well, you knew he was hiding some feelings away.

Raphael nuzzled his head closer to yours, ducking so that his forehead was pressed against your nose. “Dumb”.

“And why are you feeling dumb?”, you asked, continuing to stroke his cheek.

“I lost”.

“Raphael, you made it all the way to the semi final and you kept up against a stone giant. I wouldn’t call that a loss".

“You wouldn’t?” Raphael looked you in the eyes.

“No, I wouldn’t”, you said with a smile, caressing his cheek once more. “You may nor have won the title of the Battle Nexus champion, but you will always be a champion in my eyes”.

Raphael ducked his head under yours once more, before wrapping an arm around your wait, pulling you closer to his plastron.

“I’m damn lucky to have ya”, he said, nuzzling his head further against you. “I love ya (Y/N)”.

You chuckled, letting your fingers trace over his scalp. “I love you too, Raph”. You pressed your lips to his forehead, hearing him hum in relaxation. “My champion”.

[orange-cheetah]

[N1A7] Chapter 1: Mash Burnedead and the Forest of Forewarning

(from Mash Burnedead and the Book of Adventures) Choose what Mash does next! Poll under Read More.

[Previously: [A-1] Upon returning to the Adler dormitory, Mash realizes that the cream puffs he had been holding have disappeared. He catches sight of a small creature running off with the paper bag with the cream puffs; before he could chase after it Finn calls out to him. Finn tells a dejected Mash that it might be the work of a troll. Mash heads into the forest, only to find the troll himself beckoning to him...]

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“I have something to do with you too.”

As Mash approaches, the troll looks happy for some reason.

“Right, let’s have a sumo match!!”

“Why?”

“Like I said, sumo.”

“What’s ‘sumo’?”

Mash asks honestly without pretending to know, and the troll tells him about it kindly.

“You don’t know about it? Well, it’s a kind of martial art.”

With that one phrase, Mash understands. This mound was not a stage, but a ring. If that's the case, there's only one thing to do.

Mash took off his robe and uniform, carefully folded them, and stepped barefoot onto the cool, compact soil. He immediately entered the ring.

"Hmm, so it feels like this."

The troll explains to Mash, who is jumping lightly to check his footing.

"The rules are simple. If anything other than the soles of your feet touches the sand, you lose. Also, if you step outside the ring, you lose as well."

He points to the circle made of something like straw. In other words, the winner is the one who stays standing without leaving this circle.

“Got it.”

“Good. Well then, let's go! Hakkeyoi[1]……"

In the center of the ring, a troll with his hips down and his hands balled into fists is glaring at Mash―

●　The first to act wins; anyway, attack first　》》　To Ａ―17

●　Firmly grasp his belt with both hands[2]　》》　To Ａ―28

1 The referee (gyoji) yells a few things, most commonly "hakkeyoi" to encourage the wrestlers to be more active, and "nokotta" to indicate the bout is still ongoing ("you're still in it"). reddit 

[...] The cries are also traditional; no ad-libbing is allowed. One is hakkeyoi, which the gyoji says when the two rikishi are locked together, immobile. An impolite translation might be “Get a move on.” Schilling 1994, p. 46 

The exact pronunciation the troll uses is hakkyoui (はっきょーい).

2 There are two main types of wrestling in sumo: oshi-zumo and yotsu-zumo. Yotsu-zumo is where both wrestlers grasp the other's belt with both hands, hence the literal translation: four sumo or four hands on the mawashi sumo. fandom

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The original text is がっぷり四（よ）つに組む.

[Notes: I know more about sumo today than I did yesterday.

Thank you for the support on the first section! It makes me very happy to see that people are coming along for the ride ^^ I haven't read this chapter either, so I'm reading with you guys.

Will post a masterlist of all the sections after a few more rounds so things are organized!]

[artschoolglasses]

Let's learn more about sumo!

Shimpan or Shinpan : The ring-side judges of a professional sumo bout. There are five in total who sit around the dohyo, and they help oversee the matches.

Mono-ii : A conference among the shipman to reconsider a gyoji's (referee's) decision. If one or more of the shimpan see something like a foot stepping out of the ring or a hair pull that the gyoji did not catch, they can call a mono-ii and gather at the centre of the dohyo. Nowadays they are able to use instant replays to make sure their decision on the winner is correct.

Torinaoshi : A rematch; ordered by the judges (shimpan) if unable to determine a winner. Sometimes a match is too close to call, as we see here with Takanosho and Daishoho, where the two rikishi may touch down or step out of the ring at the same time. Therefore a torinaoshi, or rematch, is called and they fight again.

[tmntkiseki]

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2003) Official Model Sheets and Concept Art Masterpost

The Turtles and Splinter

Leonardo (Animal Transformations) | Raphael | Donatello | Michelangelo | Splinter | Turtle Tots (Scrapped Season Idea) | Turnarounds

Weapons | Turtle Vehicles | Gadgets, Gizmos, and Other Odds and Ends

Fast Forward Gear | Turtles Forever

Layout of the Second Lair | Bedroom Illustrations

Allies

Casey and April | Angel, The Professor, Mortu, Quarry (Sydney), and Nano | Silver Sentry, Nobody, and Other Superheroes | Honeycutt/Fugitoid, Leatherhead, and Klunk | The Daimyo, Gyoji, Ultimate Ninja/Ue-Sama, Usagi, Lord Simultaneous, and Renet | Hamato Yoshi, Dr Marion Richards, Kirby, Tyler, Turtle Master and Ninja Rat, Tomoe Ame, Jhanna, Sid, and Mrs. Jones | The Ancient One, the Acolytes, and the Ninja Tribunal

Antagonists

The Shredder (Utrom/Ch'rell and Tengu) | Baxter Stockman | Oroku Karai | Hun | Bishop | Chaplin, Khan, and the Foot Ninjas | Harry, Garbageman, the High Mage, Abigail Finn, Parker, the Mob Boss, and Weasel | Dark Turtles

Others

Triceratons (Vehicles, Zanroman, Mozar, Traximus, Monza Ram, Zukko, and more) | Fast Forward (Cody, Serling, Darius Dunn, Jammerhead, Sh'Okanabo, Triple Threat, and Viral)

Miscellaneous

New York Outdoor Backgrounds | Identity Crisis Memory Illustrations | Desktop Wallpapers | The Peter Laird Files (rough designs, art tweaks, and accompanying comments)