VOX Box: Turtle Power 11
Characters[]
Location[]
- O'Neil Farm, Evergreen County, WA
- August 17th 2016, 1127 Local Time
VOX Archive[]
- Raphael: [chuckle] Yeah, it looks good on you. [pause] Oh, no... Keep it. I've got others. [chuckle]
- Michelangelo: She's got the look, now she just needs a name... [pause] April?
- April O'Neil: Me?
- Michelangelo: Yeah, [chuckle] you're the only one who has any experience naming turtles.
- April O'Neil: Well, uh, I don't know. I named you guys the way I did because I was doing a book report on Renaissance painters at the time.
- Raphael: [clatter, fabric shifting] Okay, so what's the last book you read? [fabric shifting, knot tying, fabric clinching]
- April O'Neil: Uh... I'd rather not say.
- Michelangelo: Why not?
- Casey Jones: [chuckle] Because she was reading that Fifty Shades of Green or whatever.
- April O'Neil: [scoff] No, I wasn't... You wish.
- Casey Jones: I'm pretty sure you give me thirty seconds and I can go find it in your luggage.
- April O'Neil: [scoff] No, you won't, because for your information, the book I last read... was... the Bible.
- Casey Jones: Yeah? [scoff] Name one female name in the Bible...
- April O'Neil: [scoff] Easy-
- Casey Jones: That isn't Mary.
- April O'Neil: Okay, well, uh... [snaps finger] Eve! Ha! There!
- Casey Jones: [scoff] Name another.
- Leonardo: Look, okay, let's not argue... The Bible's out of the question. You two already ruined it for me.
- Donatello: Why don't we just let her pick her own name?
- Michelangelo: [scoff] People don't pick their own names, Donnie. What nonsense is this?
- ???: ... [bare footsteps, shell bumping into wall]
- Splinter: My sons, you're scaring her. Please, lower your voices...
- [in unison:] Raphael: Yes, sensei. Michelangelo: Sorry, sensei. Donatello: Yes, sensei. Leonardo: Yes, sensei. Raphael: Sorry, sensei. Michelangelo: Yes, sensei. Donatello: Sorry, sensei. Leonardo: Sorry, sensei.
- April O'Neil: Maybe she already has a name. Have we tried asking her?
- Leonardo: Yes, we already tried that.
- Michelangelo: Yeah, she didn't even know what a name was.
- ???: Name?
- Michelangelo: See?
- Donatello: [throat clears, bare footsteps] Yeah, a name... Something to call you. [hands taps plastron] I'm Donnie. Don-Nee.
- ???: Donny?
- Donatello: Good... Yes. [hands taps plastron] And this is Mikey.
- Michelangelo: Mikey. [chuckle]
- ???: [giggle] Mikey... Yes.
- Donatello: Okay, yeah... Those are our names. [pause, bare footsteps, hands taps plastron]
- ???: [gasp]
- Donatello: What's your name?
- ???: [pause, sigh] ... my name... [sigh] My name is...
- Donatello: Yes?
- ???: [hand swats hand, bare footsteps, plop, plop, long sigh]
- Casey Jones: Is it just me or did her speech get better?
- April O'Neil: Yeah, I was thinking that, too.
- Splinter: Perhaps her silence was due to trauma rather than inability?
- Raphael: Somethin' wrong with her arms? [pause] She's doin' that thing Donnie used to do!
- Donatello: Nothing's wrong with her arms... [scoff] She's just nervous.
- April O'Neil: Maybe we should give her space? There's a lot of us crowding around her... Poor thing.
- Splinter: I believe April is right. [cane taps, bare footsteps] Let us take this to the front room.
- Michelangelo: I'm... I'm gonna stay here with her until she's ready to come out.
- Leonardo: Yeah, okay... Why don't you clean up that broken bowl and the soup then?
- [bare footsteps: 3 instances, footsteps: 2 instances]
- Michelangelo: [sigh] Yeah, okay... [bare footsteps, scoff, fabric shifting, sigh, bare footsteps] Just call me Cinder-Mikey! [sigh, clatter, wipe, wipe]
- ???: [bare footsteps, plop, plop] Help?
- Michelangelo: [scoff] No. You're good. I got this. [wipe, wipe] Wax on! Wax off! [chuckle, pained groan]
- ???: Hurt?
- Michelangelo: Yeah... Just the shell's a little cracked... from that fall.
- ???: [bare footsteps, gasp] Hurt!
- Michelangelo: [chuckle, clatter] Yeah, it hurts, but it's okay... Really.
- ???: No... Sit.
- Michelangelo: [nervous chuckle] Why? What are you going-? [bare footsteps, sigh] Yeah, okay... Okay! I'm sitting! I'm sitting! [clatter]
- ???: [bare footsteps] Hmm... [fingers taps shell] Hurt?
- Michelangelo: No. Not there.
- ???: [fingers taps shell] Hurt?
- Michelangelo: Not there either... Well, a little, but-
- ???: [fingers taps shell]
- Michelangelo: [pained scream] Yeow!
- ???: Ah... [whack, palm pressed on shell]
- Michelangelo: [pained shout]
- ???: [grunt, shell sliding, squish, click, palm pressed on shell, click] There!
- Michelangelo: [whimper] What did you- [gasp] Hey, that... That feels a lot better. What did you-?
- Donatello: [rapid bare footsteps] You okay, Mikey?
- Michelangelo: Yeah, actually... She... She fixed my shell. [chuckle]
- Donatello: Is that so? Let me see... [bare footsteps] Hmm...
- Michelangelo: Well, it's still a little cracked, but- The pain's almost gone.
- ???: Heal faster now, too.
- Donatello: [bare footsteps] Yeah, she's right. She knows what she's doing. [sigh, bare footsteps] The question is how did she know to do that?
- ???: Hmm?
- Donatello: Where... did... you... learn... that?
- ???: [fingers tapping scalp] I know.
- Donatello: You know? You know how? [sigh] Where did you learn that? Who taught you how to do that?
- ???: [fingers tapping scalp] I know.
- Donatello: Yes, but-
- ???: [sigh, finger tapping plastron] Here, too.
- Donatello: Your heart?
- ???: [finger tapping plastron] Here, too.
- Donatello: My heart? Huh?
- ???: [giggle] Here, too. [finger tapping plastron]
- Michelangelo: [chuckle] Dude, I think she means we all know how to do it... in our hearts.
- Donatello: Hmm... Instinctive ability? [pause] Maybe, but-
- Splinter: This may confirm my suspicion...
- Donatello: Master Splinter? You didn't need to come back here. Mikey's fine- I-
- Splinter: No, I did not come back to check on the screaming. I sensed something... Just now. Somethig else.
- Donatello: Oh?
- Splinter: I sense it now, too... Coming from her.
- Michelangelo: ... [nervous chuckle] That could be me. I'm a little gassy.
- Splinter: [sigh] Not that, Michelangelo... There's a special energy about her. [pause] An energy that all of you share.
- Donatello: An energy? [pause] You don't mean...
- Michelangelo: No way! She's a Hamato, too?
- ???: Hamato?
- Splinter: What? No... [chuckle] Not that energy.
- Donatello: What energy are you referring to, Master Splinter?
- Splinter: Think about it, Donatello. Of all the farms in the world, of all the places to go after fleeing TCRI, she chose this place.
- Donatello: Yeah, I was wondering about that myself, but-
- Michelangelo: [gasp] Wait, you think she found this place because she's got like some sort of psychic link to us? Like... some kind of Turtle Force?
- Splinter: [sigh] I suppose you could say-
- Michelangelo: Wait, no... Turtle Link! [scoff] No, not that... Turtle Bond! [sigh] Nah... I got this. I got this. Come on, Mikey... I know: Turtle Power!
- ???: Turtle power? [sigh] Yes...turtle power... [hand taps plastron] Turtle power.
- Michelangelo: [hand taps plastron] Turtle power?
- ???: Turtle power. [palm placed on plastron, grapple] Here, feel...
- Michelangelo: [hand taps plastron] Okay... Feeling your, uh, turtle-boob... [giggle] Wait... [pause] Donnie, get over here! You got to feel this!
- Donatello: [nervous chuckle] I'm good, Mikey. I, uh, I think it's a-
- Michelangelo: [scoff, grapple] Here, feel mine! [hand shoved on plastron] Feel that?
- Donatello: Huh... [pause, hand placed on plastron] That's weird... Our... heart beats... They're beating in sync... This feels... electric. What is this?
- ???: [giggle] Turtle power.
- Michelangelo: [chuckle] Yeah! Turtle Power!
Trivia and Notes[]
- Part of the Turtle Power Storyline.
- Story continues from VOX Box: Turtle Power 10.
- Story continues in VOX Box: Turtle Power 12.