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[mutantmurine]

...

So that is how it must be, then.

But why? What are you thinking of, mun?

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Holy shit, a master splinter. The internets, you can have them o_o

[servesthelightindarkness]

Rarely do they tell us the 'why', or directly what they're thinking.

Aww, thank you ;_;

[mutantmurine]

That is foolish. And a rash thing to do, sending us into something we do not even understand!

[fearlessmayo]

Do they ever think? My Mundane seems to do everything on a whim.

[mutantmurine]

I fear this 'whim' will do a great deal of harm to many people.

[fearlessmayo]

As far as I've learned that will just encourage them to follow though.

[He's not supposed to care but...]

What is she planning?

[mutantmurine]

She has already begun it, Meiyo.

[Its clear he does not wish to say what 'it' is.]

[fearlessmayo]

Shredder couldn't break you or your sons.

[He's not sure if he's trying to say Splinter has the strength to survive this, or that he's disappointed Splinter fears his mun's plans.]

[mutantmurine]

I am not...broken.

[Something about that word just makes it painfully ironic. His voice sharpens just slightly at it.]

But this is something far beyond the Shredder's own capabilities. And, it is something that cannot be reversed!

[re: Its not something he wants his sons to go through. Not even Meiyo.]

[fearlessmayo]

I... [Meiyo is confused, that was what he was saying; Splinter wasn't broken and wasn't going to break either. He'd face Splinter in battle he's seen the steal the rat usually hides.]

Forgive me, I misspoke.

[mutantmurine]

...No Meiyo, forgive me. Your words...



What has happened...involves the condition of my soul.

[fearlessmayo]

...Your Mun has not taken it has she?

[Oops Meiyo your concern is showing He was almost sent to a place where he could lose his so it's the first thing to come to mind.]

[mutantmurine]

No. She has...torn it in half.

[sailorlaughter]

Well...maybe she's thinking of something good! Like a party!

[mutantmurine]

There is...nothing good about this situation.

[notfunnyraph]

Master Splinter?

[Ratpapa you are worrying your Turtleson]

[mutantmurine]

...Michelangelo. My son.

I...

[He can't bring himself to say it. If Michelangelo is worried now, he could only imagine the pain it would cause to know what the source of his anguish was.]

[notfunnyraph]

C'mon Splinter, it can't be that bad. Look at the stuff we've already been though.

[He's trying to help here, honest!]

[mutantmurine]

[...Why do you do this, Mikey. Why do you tempt him to open up. Why are you always so eager to...

He lets out a sigh. Of course, he could always just let his son's mun tell him. Because that would be an excellent idea.]

It seems I have little choice in the matter, do I, my son.

[notfunnyraph]

Well...if you had the choice would you want some company? A problem shared and all that.

[mutantmurine]

...

[He didn't wish to share this problem with him. He couldn't--


--and yet his youngest also had a point.]

My son...I am trapped in another universe. One very different from any others we have visited. For when I arrived there I was...changed.

1/2

[notfunnyraph]

Hey no big, you should have seen the dump my Mun sent me too...actually you did see it, only it wasn't you you...

2/2

[notfunnyraph]

[Wait a second.]

What do you mean changed?

[mutantmurine]

[And well, since this is basically out of character and doesn't count towards anything. He gives a nod towards Michelangelo, as if indicating that something is behind him.

...

Hi son. Sup.]

I have no screaming icon... this is a Travesty!

[notfunnyraph]

[Well there's only one way to reply to this, a huge high pitched girly scream as he jumps back from the huge snake!]

What the shell!

That must be rectified

[mutantmurine]

[See this face? That stern expression is what is on the snake's face after it lets out a hiss of disapproval (sudden movements, aaaah) as well as Splinter's. Despite the different species, the resemblance is quite uncanny.]

Michelangelo.

[His voice his firm.]

Do not frighten her like that.

Yes *hangs head in shame*

[notfunnyraph]

Don't frighten her?!
[Mikey's looking back and for between the two, he always had good instincts and he's starting to figure out the snake is not a threat. Even if Splinter telling him off hadn't confirmed it. But those matching expressions are weird.]

...I know they say pets tend to start looking after their owners but this takes the cake.

Re: Yes *hangs head in shame*

[mutantmurine]

Sofonisba is not a pet, Michelangelo.


She is...my daemon.

[Just like in those comics his son read. Only...just like the Justice Force.

For real.]

[notfunnyraph]

Like your spirit guide? How'd you get her?

[The curiosity is starting to over come the fright he had now. He actually looks like he might try to take a closer look at the big scary snake.]

She knows I'm not for biting right?

[mutantmurine]

She does, but do not touch her. There are...reasons not to.

[He tactfully avoids that first question for the moment. Hm.

Meanwhile Sofonisba is coiling up, tongue flickering and head tilted to look at Mikey.]

[daughters_of_janus]

Oh don't be so sad, things could be worse.

[mutantmurine]

It can get worse, and that is what worries me.

[daughters_of_janus]

I mean you could of gotten a Nosferatu roommate that hated tv-dramas!

[mutantmurine]

.............

[daughters_of_janus]

I guess the Nosferatu thing would probably be the worse part of it. They kind of have a thing for your kind's blood.

[bittybostaff]

[The little turtle gives a tug at his father's robe, looking up at him with worry. He knows something is very wrong.]

...M-master Splinter? What's going on?

[mutantmurine]

[Oh dear.]

My son...it is best not to concern yourself with an old man's problems.

[bittybostaff]

[The little turtle is not convinced.]

But you're not an old man...you're my father.

[mutantmurine]

[He brings his hand on the poor kid's head.]

I...cannot burden you with what has happened to me.

[bittybostaff]

[All that says to Donatello is that it is bad. Really bad. He won't move from under that hand, but he gives another light tug at his father's robe.]

Y-yes you can! I can handle it! If...if someone's hurt you that's not okay! I-if you tell me, then...then maybe I can help.

[mutantmurine]

Donatello...

[He bends down to the child's level, looking into his eyes.]

You have been through many things, even at your young age. But, you are still a child. There are some things that you could not be able to understand, or should have to go through. Nor, is this something you would be able to help me with. But, it is not because I do not wish your help. It is because...no one would be able to change what has happened.

[bittybostaff]

[Those small hands let go of his robe as his father lowers himself to speak with him. Despite the slight blur at the lower half of his vision from the beginnings of tears, his gaze doesn't falter away from Master Splinter as he listens. Once he finishes, he glances down only briefly before looking up again.]

But...maybe I can at least help you feel better. Even if I can't fix it. A-and doesn't it help to talk...? M-maybe I won't understand but I'll try extra hard.

Please?

[eliteturtle]

That's the problem with muns. They don't often think first.