Feb 17, 2011 16:06
[The transmission starts as blackness, there's a scrape and a click and a whispered Yess~ as light suddenly fills the screen it looks like the communicator was in a draw. A green three fingered hand reaches in and picks it up.]
Finally.... it's been ....wait your recording?!
[Mikey looks around frantic, clearly he's worried about getting caught stealing his comm back from his elder brother.]
C'mon pal, don't post, pleeeease don't post, I'm sorry I haven't been around it wasn't my fault I swear. Please? Prett-
[The comm stops recording as it posts to the network. And Mikey dashes back to his bed as quickly as a recovering Turtle can.]
!discedo,
is not a tech turtle,
this is all don's fault,
fail mun is epic fail,
unwell,
never grew up,
don