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i_speak_softly ([personal profile] i_speak_softly) wrote2010-09-10 07:30 pm

Twenty-fifth Theory [Action]

[After putting in an obligatory appearance at the baseball game, Donatello is up to some business of his own.

At a certain point during the afternoon, you may find him wheeling a motorcycle from C6 to House 55.

A bit later, you might catch him dragging forty-gallon garbage cans filled with a strange assortment of objects along the same route.

And sometime after that, you may come upon him near the bridge on this path, surrounded by those same garbage cans. Except that they are up-ended now, their contents strewn across the ground. In the center of the mess a bizarre contraption is taking shape.

Question this strange behavior? Watch in silent bafflement? Or maybe just back away slowly.]

((Please indicate at which point you encounter him!))

[identity profile] after-march.livejournal.com 2010-09-11 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
[April has decided that baseball is definitely not her sport. She's heading back to House 55 for a shower when she spots Don with the garbage cans.]

Hey, Donny!

[identity profile] after-march.livejournal.com 2010-09-11 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
Baseball is probably never going to be my thing, Donatello. And I'm okay with that.

Project? Or are you just being super tough on litter today?

[identity profile] after-march.livejournal.com 2010-09-11 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, yeah? [Part of April instantly relaxes--a part that's been wound tight since he admitted he had given up on changing his current situation. Maybe this is Don getting back to nice, nerdy normal.]

Planning anything special with them? [Because you are a Junk Alchemist, Donatello.]

[identity profile] after-march.livejournal.com 2010-09-11 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Well...at least you didn't have to reinvent the wheel. Literally. [Dumb joke. They come out when she's nervous, sometimes. That strange apathy is upsetting. Very upsetting.]

What have you tried making so far?

[identity profile] after-march.livejournal.com 2010-09-11 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
[April will join in, tugging at the handle on one can. They ARE heavy.]

Uh...isn't that just a rod that you stick on top of a building? What did you use to ground it?
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[Action] (Forty gallon garbage cans)

[personal profile] consultmybooks 2010-09-11 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Giles has spoken with the turtles before, so the sight of Donatello passing by doesn't surprise him too much. The sight of the forty gallon garbage cans does get his attention, however]

Do you need some help?
consultmybooks: (Music Man)

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[personal profile] consultmybooks 2010-09-11 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[He tries, and manages to move one without much difficulty.]

You're...Donatello, yes?

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[identity profile] refinedmaestro.livejournal.com 2010-09-11 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Frederic had been taking a walk when he spies Donatello near the up-ended garbage cans and the contents scattered all over the place. All the while, noticing the bizarre contraption coming together.]

Donatello?

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[identity profile] refinedmaestro.livejournal.com 2010-09-11 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Frederic smiles gently and nods a bit.]

Yes, it seems the Malnosso or whoever is in charges of the powers that be has allowed me to keep my memories of the village. I'm rather thankful for that indeed. How have you been since I left?

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[identity profile] refinedmaestro.livejournal.com 2010-09-11 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Frederic's own expression becomes not so much sad, but indifferent when he hears about Polka.]

I figured Polka and Viola weren't here anymore, I couldn't find them no matter where I looked. But there's no use crying over it, they're safe back in their world and I'm happy for them.

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[identity profile] refinedmaestro.livejournal.com 2010-09-11 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I do not know if it the same for everyone, but I suppose I can tell my story. [He clears his throat and begins.] When I returned, my life went back to the way it was and I had forgotten all of Luceti. Yet as my days went on, something deep down in my heart kept tugging at me as if it wanted me to remember. However, I ignore that feeling because I thought it wasn't that important even if the tugging kept continuing. When I at last returned to Luceti, all of my memories returned as if they were forgotten dreams or memories that had been buried deep down within me. I also realized that tugging at my heart was my memories of Luceti trying to resurface even back in my world and I wish I hadn't ignored it.
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Re: [Action]

[personal profile] consultmybooks 2010-09-11 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Really?

The matter was resolved, then? [Lead the way, Don]
consultmybooks: (Get Out)

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[personal profile] consultmybooks 2010-09-11 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Giles follows, dragging the garbage can along] Such things never are, I'm afraid.

Are you all right?

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