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[thepurpleone]

"You're conversing with Donatello-

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Just kidding, you got my inbox bu~t if you leave a message I will get back to you as soon as I possibly can."

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Action, There and Gone

[thelordofmisrule]

[ While you were away someone has been in your lab.

It doesn't look like this someone has really rifled that much through your possessions. Or stolen anything. A bit hard to do when you can't NOT set some motion sensor tasers off. They don't seem to have hit anything. Whoever came in seems to have comin in up high... very high.

A tiny plastic human baby has in fact been delicately placed on top of each of those tasers. Balanced just so. ]

[thepurpleone]

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[Someone is not amused as he goes over his security feeds. What does he seeeeeee

It takes time to fly about and collect all these babies- why babies???, which he smushes together and turns it into a flower pot.

Donnie then brings up his holocomputer screen to make notes: program laser tracking and prioritize new A.I. design for lab security.]

[thelordofmisrule]

[ who knows HOW Donnie missed it first, it’s almost like some unseen entity pulling strings from beyond perception received important information after the facts… But open a second sweep over his security measures the purple guy will notice a bundle of papers rubber banded around one of his tasers, carefully out of the way of actually being incinerated.

What is on these papers? An assortment of poems about just how cool Donnie is. There are… a few of them. ]

[thepurpleone]

[His eyebrow, it is twitching. He will not stand for anymore vandalization of his private space!

Donnie grumbles as he snatches the bundle, curiosity dictating that he at least have a brief look at it before tossing it into the trash. He frowns, unfolding them on the floor- blueprints? No. These are written...

Fanfiction?

....no, no.]

...wha?