Curupoopoodle Cabin, A3, Friday Morning
Michelangelo was feeling content and lazy, and decided that this morning would be a good time to write a linkdroppy letter to Splinter. As you do. After all, since Leo stopped writing home, it would probably be best that someone at least check in with their rat-dude father.
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Dear Splinter,
Gotta commend you on deciding to send us all here to Fandom, man, even if the trip here was kinda smelly. Sure, as soon as we got here, they took our weapons, but at least the Mountie Dude promised he'd take good care of my nunchucks for me. (Dude! A real, live Canadian! How awesome is that?)
I made a bunch'a friends on the first day, too, like the guy with the ponytail and the dude who is totally a ninja too, and a wee little frog dude, and another dude who is totally--dude. You know? And then I made yet another friend, this pretty really pretty pretty awesome dudette called Naminé. And I'm totally her hero and it rocks! I just gotta keep the creepy dude with the bad hair away from her. No problemo!
And dude! There was totally only one freakout about me being a turtle! And Will turned out to be cool anyhow, so it's good. Mostly, I just get people thinking I'm from outer space, like my new big bro' dude Bridge (but not a bridge), did.
Even the cafeteria is a good place to meet new people! S'meeseboorgers and girls! How can you go wrong, dude?
Also, there was a naked mutiny.
A bunch of new friends and I left presents for The Man the Vice-Principal in his office, and he liked them so much, he let the Real-Live-Mountie take us all to Canada! Where we saved ... Canada! Awesome, huh?
It's really cold there.
Classes so far are pretty cool, too. I'm taking a course in the Fine Arts, a series of lectures on Strenghtening Proper Master-Student Relationships, and a course to help me hone my totally awesome skills!
I'm in the same Art class as Naminé, which is pretty cool. She helps me with the stuff that I'm not good at, because she's really good at drawing and stuff. I wish she'd smile more, though. I don't like to see her scared and sad, so I gotta make her feel better, you know? She's a really pretty nice person. And totally a somebody.
The Fighting class is pretty cool, too. I totally kicked a fake-monster's butt! I think I kinda impressed the teacher or something, dude. You taught me well!
I really like the, uh, Teacher-Student Relations class, though. This week, Jude-dude the dude-dude and I were partners, and we totally learned the importance of acting as mirrors of one another. We were in sync, you know? It was radical!
I've even made an attempt to get involved in extracurricular activities! I totally asked Donnie really nicely, and he had no problem at all giving me a hand trying out for the cheer squad! Isn't he awesome? I think I'm gonna make a key-lime and fish-stick pizza for him as a way of saying thanks if I make it on the team. Sound good?
I think that's about all there is to write about. So I'm gonna stick all the usual stuff here. How are you doin'? Has Leo come back home yet? Are you putting all my skateboarding magazines on my bed for when I get home? Does the T.V. toast things, or just get the cooking channel?
Take care of yourself, Master!
This place is AWESOME!
Mikey
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Mikey then proceeded to fold the letter and tuck it under his pillow for safekeeping, and wiggled about on his bed, attempting to work on brilliant plans for pizza-creation on a campfire that would not culminate in the creation of the world's most zesty Frisbee.
(OOC: Linkdroppy like WHOA. Open for interaction, if you're okay with super, super, SUPER slowplay, as I'm planning on sleeping, and then working, and then heading down to visit family for a while.)
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Dear Splinter,
Gotta commend you on deciding to send us all here to Fandom, man, even if the trip here was kinda smelly. Sure, as soon as we got here, they took our weapons, but at least the Mountie Dude promised he'd take good care of my nunchucks for me. (Dude! A real, live Canadian! How awesome is that?)
I made a bunch'a friends on the first day, too, like the guy with the ponytail and the dude who is totally a ninja too, and a wee little frog dude, and another dude who is totally--dude. You know? And then I made yet another friend, this pretty really pretty pretty awesome dudette called Naminé. And I'm totally her hero and it rocks! I just gotta keep the creepy dude with the bad hair away from her. No problemo!
And dude! There was totally only one freakout about me being a turtle! And Will turned out to be cool anyhow, so it's good. Mostly, I just get people thinking I'm from outer space, like my new big bro' dude Bridge (but not a bridge), did.
Even the cafeteria is a good place to meet new people! S'meeseboorgers and girls! How can you go wrong, dude?
Also, there was a naked mutiny.
A bunch of new friends and I left presents for The Man the Vice-Principal in his office, and he liked them so much, he let the Real-Live-Mountie take us all to Canada! Where we saved ... Canada! Awesome, huh?
It's really cold there.
Classes so far are pretty cool, too. I'm taking a course in the Fine Arts, a series of lectures on Strenghtening Proper Master-Student Relationships, and a course to help me hone my totally awesome skills!
I'm in the same Art class as Naminé, which is pretty cool. She helps me with the stuff that I'm not good at, because she's really good at drawing and stuff. I wish she'd smile more, though. I don't like to see her scared and sad, so I gotta make her feel better, you know? She's a really pretty nice person. And totally a somebody.
The Fighting class is pretty cool, too. I totally kicked a fake-monster's butt! I think I kinda impressed the teacher or something, dude. You taught me well!
I really like the, uh, Teacher-Student Relations class, though. This week, Jude-dude the dude-dude and I were partners, and we totally learned the importance of acting as mirrors of one another. We were in sync, you know? It was radical!
I've even made an attempt to get involved in extracurricular activities! I totally asked Donnie really nicely, and he had no problem at all giving me a hand trying out for the cheer squad! Isn't he awesome? I think I'm gonna make a key-lime and fish-stick pizza for him as a way of saying thanks if I make it on the team. Sound good?
I think that's about all there is to write about. So I'm gonna stick all the usual stuff here. How are you doin'? Has Leo come back home yet? Are you putting all my skateboarding magazines on my bed for when I get home? Does the T.V. toast things, or just get the cooking channel?
Take care of yourself, Master!
This place is AWESOME!
Mikey
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Mikey then proceeded to fold the letter and tuck it under his pillow for safekeeping, and wiggled about on his bed, attempting to work on brilliant plans for pizza-creation on a campfire that would not culminate in the creation of the world's most zesty Frisbee.
(OOC: Linkdroppy like WHOA. Open for interaction, if you're okay with super, super, SUPER slowplay, as I'm planning on sleeping, and then working, and then heading down to visit family for a while.)