Thirty-second Theory [Voice/Action for Housemates]

[i_speak_softly]

[Action][Donatello wakes up this morning with aches everywhere. It feels like every growing pain he's ever had, all at once, along with a greatly-toned-down reprise of the migraine he had after

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[Voice]

[breaks_destiny]

Unless all my friends were wrong in regarding knowing me as a guy before... Yeah, it's still going on.

[Keiko just... Doesn't know what to expect or think anymore so she will take it as it comes.]

[Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

[Confused by this.] What?

[Voice]

[breaks_destiny]

Apparently everyone I know knew me as a boy until a few days ago. I still have boobs today and I doubt there was a experiment to 'make everyone think this person was a boy', so I must still be affected by the experiment.

[Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

You turned into a girl?

[Wait, that didn't come out right.]

Not that there's anything wrong with being a girl...

[boomchucka]

Wazzat?

[i_speak_softly]

Selphie - is the experiment still going on? I'm back to normal but my brother isn't.

[boomchucka]

[Sorry Donatello, she doesn't know you as a six-year-old.]

How come you know my name?

[i_speak_softly]

[Oh, shell.]

Um... I think I met you before. Maybe you don't remember.

[Voice]

[wise_maiden]

The effects still seem to be going on. It's been... a bit of a complicated one, unfortunately. Are you all right?

[Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

[Something occurs to him.] Miss Sage - do I seem all right to you?

[Voice]

[wise_maiden]

You sounded a little alarmed, actually.

[Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

[He laughs.] That's a good sign. At least I know something is wrong...

[meanandgreen]

[About an hour after Don wakes up, Raphie rolls over and finds no one there. But he doesn't wake up right away, only frowns in his sleep, clutching his ragged teddy bear tighter.]

[i_speak_softly]

[Oh, he's awake - sort of. Don shifts in his chair and wonders whether he should say anything. It's probably pretty creepy to just sit here watching Raph sleep.]

[saidontmatter]

[Eventually he wakes up enough to reach out toward where he remembers his brother was, only to find more empty bed. He whimpers, slowly opening his eyes and sniffling from a little cold he'd picked up a couple days ago.]

...Mmmn?

[He sits up, wiping his snotty beak with one hand, then notices his brother sitting there. All he can do is stare.]

W-who...who're you?

[i_speak_softly]

[Oh, shell. While Don works out how to answer that question, he automatically reaches for a tissue and hands it to Raph.]

How's your cold?

[Voice]

[justicereigns]

Yeah I am.

Tarantara.

[Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

Taran-what?

[Voice]

[justicereigns]

It's part of a song. Apparently. I hate this place sometimes.

[ooc: This.]

[Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

I don't think I know it.