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Post by forestpaw on May 30, 2018 17:23:59 GMT -5
((Omg yes! Should I make a group RP or do you want to do a 1 x 1? Just wondering.
Crystal sighed, “well we can sure see about that. I have....” she glanced at Cora, “friends who know a thing or two about mutation.”
Leo’s eyes got wide but he stayed quiet.
Donnie squinted, “You know about mutataion.” He scoffed. Crystal glared st him. He cleared his throat, “Sorry. It’s just I wouldn’t take you as someone who would be interested in that type of stuff.”
“Well. Maybe later I can show a little bit about what I know.”
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Post by forestpaw on May 30, 2018 17:51:11 GMT -5
((Woah I just realized I’ve never made an RP thread before. Usually it’s nit my style. Could you help me? Not that much just give me general idea maybe? Mayabe you could be a moderator?
Crystal ignored becca’s Last comment. “I do. We help mutant grow to thrive in their new form.” She then turned, “I better be going. There’s going to be a lot of people with a lot of questions to be answered out there.” She then left.
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Post by forestpaw on May 30, 2018 18:08:01 GMT -5
((Okay lol. Will do XD
There was a moment of silence.
Leo finally spoke, “Come on, it’s getting late we should be going.”
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Post by forestpaw on May 30, 2018 19:03:46 GMT -5
April said goodbye to them. Cora had left with Crystal. The turtles opened the window and snuck out.
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Post by forestpaw on May 31, 2018 16:31:55 GMT -5
They soon arrived back at the layer. By now it was late. They had already done their nightly patrol before they met with Becca. They walked into the kitchen and took out the left over lasagna that April made a few days ago.
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Post by forestpaw on May 31, 2018 17:05:32 GMT -5
Leo and Mikey were out patrolling before the sun came up in the morning like they always did. Raoh and Donnie were snoring loudly. Leo and Mikey tried to be as quiet as possible.
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Post by forestpaw on May 31, 2018 18:11:34 GMT -5
Leo smiled as he hooked on his katana shafts.
“Thanks!” Mikey whispered. They then ran out of the layer.
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Post by forestpaw on May 31, 2018 18:40:21 GMT -5
Later Donnie woke up. He yawned and stretched, unable to function until he’s had his coffee like always. He went into the kitchen to start making himself a cup.
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Post by forestpaw on May 31, 2018 19:18:13 GMT -5
Donnie, who was still brewing his coffee, looked up at Becca. He blinked some tiredness away and squinted to focus on Becca. He was to tired to function. He then shook his head and looked at his coffee, “I’m losing it. Cats can’t talk. Geez maybe I need this coffee more than I thought!”
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Post by forestpaw on May 31, 2018 20:25:57 GMT -5
Donnie was about to say something. But it was covered by a yawn. He then grumbled, “it’s to early for this.” (Meanwhile it’s like 7:40)
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Post by forestpaw on Jun 2, 2018 10:10:48 GMT -5
Donnie poured it into a mug. He then went over and put some sugar and cream in it. He sipped it. He put out a cup for when Raph woke up. And then he poured a cup for Becca. “Here, kitty. If aparently you talk, then maybe you’ll drink coffee.”
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Post by forestpaw on Jun 2, 2018 11:42:00 GMT -5
Raph seemed more upbeat than normal. He smiled, “Morning.” He then saw that it was a cat talking to him, and that Donnie was having coffee with it. He gave a confused look and then shook his head and turned to go into the kitchen. He poorer his coffee and took out bacon and began to cook it. He also began to make eggs and pancakes.
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Post by forestpaw on Jun 2, 2018 21:01:12 GMT -5
“Are we really going to listen to a cat?” Raph asked, “you hear her too, right?”
Donnie shrugged and chugged the rest of his coffee. He grabbed his purple mask and fired it. “Meh. Let’s give her a chance. Just don’t go topside.”
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Post by forestpaw on Jun 3, 2018 7:45:50 GMT -5
((Eh. Still. Mornings aren’t a time where they are fully there in the brain. Raoh could still not process that this is a mutant cat he’s talking to XD.
Raph put his mask on and they both ran out.
“How does she know there’s trouble. Couldn’t it just be some bad sewage or something?” Raoh asked. He matched Donnie’s pace exactly so that their foot steps were in sync.
“In theory... but it’s never a thud like that. Besides, cats have better senses than turtles.” Donnie pointed out.
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