Thirty-Third and a half Theory [Action/Illusion]

[i_speak_softly]

[Today Donatello is lying on the couch in House 55, staring into space. He's sick and he knows for a fact that he's hallucinating, so he will not be at all disturbed by anything that might present itself to his vision. It's only a product of his feverish brain, after all...]

((Go on and barge into his house, fourth-wallers. Replies may not be entirely coherent, but they will at least be agreeable.))

Comments

[imp-1.livejournal.com]

And if we get bored we'd chew on your shoes. Unfortunately you have no shoes, so a game of eye spy will have to do.

[i_speak_softly]

[... He's just going to close his eyes and wait for this to go away.]

[imp-1.livejournal.com]

[the imp goes and pokes the giant green turtle]

Hellloooooo, you know it's pretty hard to play eye spy with your eyes closed.

[imp2.livejournal.com]

Do you think he wants an added challenge?

[imp-1.livejournal.com]

Ooooh, maybe he wants an added challenge! I tell you that eye guy always seemed to guess instantly, I think it was because of all the eyes. But without any eyes, we'll win for sure this time!

[i_speak_softly]

[Talk amongst yourselves, Imps. Donatello is falling asleep again.]

[imp2.livejournal.com]

Sleepy already?! Don't be sleepy! It must be because you're bored! Play with us!

[imp-1.livejournal.com]

[Imp 1 starts tapping Don's head some more]

Plaaaaay with us!]

[i_speak_softly]

[What a strange quasi-anthropomorphic personification of a headache. Don continues ignoring.]