Over the years, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles have grown and changed. At first, they were just some silly sketches done by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird in 1983. In 1984, the pair of comic artists create a 40 page, black-and-white comic about their characters, giving each character a different ninja weapon to tell them apart. Two years later, the color comic came out. This had the turtles a bit taller and a little more heroic looking. Each wore a red mask, and they kept kept the weapons. The year after that, the first Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cartoon was released, which featured the turtles with different colored masks, initialed belt buckles, and an exaggerated love of pizza to make it more kid-friendly than the comics.
The relationship between Hamato Yoshi and Oroku Saki in the 1987 cartoon differs greatly from the relationship of the same characters in the most recent cartoon, though some similarities shine through. For example, both pairs were originally from Japan, though they left to America for different reasons.
The pair best known for their comic characters, Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird met in 1981. This was due to Eastman’s interest in a magazine called Scat. Though the magazine was cancelled before he could get to it, people directed him to Laird. The pair discovered they had many similar interests, and decided to try and work together.
In 1983, a few summers after Eastman finished work, Laird and his wife invited Eastman to live with them. After he accepted, the two formed Mirage Studios, so named because it wasn’t a studio; just Laird’s living room.
She stood out in the graveyard,
All alone with the wind,
And holding a hand-written card.
Both knees were skinned
As she fell to the ground
With tears that dripped down her chin.
All actors were ready to go
The stage was set for the show
The cat lost his ears
The applause turned to tears
And then I was ready to go.
She sang softly to him as she stroked his hair gently, trying to comfort him. He smiled some, grateful for her attempt, yet unable to fully relax as pain overwhelmed him. Her salty tears showed sweet love as she watched the light slowly fade from his eyes. Life would be different from now on, with the loss of one. That’s how it went though. Sometimes one life had to end for another to begin. She swallowed hard and finally stood, knowing she had work to do.
My quiet nights with screaming pain.
The darkening sky called to her, tempting her with the idea of rain. Glancing behind her from habit, she went outside, leaving her coat behind. She sat, waiting in the brittle grass for the coming storm, thinking about what had happened. As the first raindrops fell, she took a deep breath and turned her mind to the feel and smell and sound of the rain. She closed her eyes and made herself forget. Eventually, the shower wound down and the sun began to warm up the now damp earth. She smiled as she stood again, reminding herself that everything was alright now.
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