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I think Mutant Mayhem is the first tmnt propriety to make Leo my favorite turtle right off the bat.
Not that I don’t like Leo anywhere else, but usually it takes me like a second rewatch or something to really pick apart Leo’s character in full to appreciate him- and even then he’s usually not my favorite.
But MM Leo is my favorite for reasons I cannot identify.
Maybe it’s the way he walks, his cringe fail personality, I don’t know but I care about this loser so much.
Idk he cares so much abt his siblings despite the fact that they can be so mean to him sometimes. He is also the one who continually pushes to do the right thing when theres nothing (or even sometimes worst things) to gain from it.
Even his attempts at being cool come off as dorkish but it’s charming in a way only little kids can be. In a ‘you’re doing your best sweetie’. Leo is a single mother of three while also being a teenage boy, that takes work.
He’s such a silent but calculating character, ironically when he doesn’t try so hard and does what he feels is right he gets the best results (ie his leader speech, the plan to be accepted, gaining the acceptance of other mutants) for all his fumbling and try hard attitude he has such natural potential it’s insane.
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I’d like to share a personal story that I just remembered.
Ever since fifth grade, I’ve been hoarding pencils. Now that’s a less interesting story for another day, but just know that I collect a ton off of floors.
Now, In sixth grade, I had this lunchbox that had a mesh compartment on the inside for storing a water bottle. I used it to store all my pencils instead. I carried it with me to every class.
I also was always “the art kid” ever since first grade at the latest. I was always drawing.
So, in chorus, we had these folders where we kept sheet music. I kept getting in trouble for drawing on mine. One day, the chorus teacher got tired of telling me to stop, and took away my pencil.
I quietly pulled out another pencil and got back to business.
A few minutes later, my teacher noticed I was still drawing. She took away that pencil too.
I pulled out another pencil.
Now, by the time the teacher noticed that one, my classmates were all going:
“How many pencils do you have?”
To which I responded by unzipping my lunchbox to reveal hundreds of pencils.
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