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[stagethreeclinger]

So I know for human babies, you're supposed to play like Mozart next to their crib while they're sleeping to make them super geniuses or whatever - what about turtle babies? Is there like... a Symphonic Whale Calls Orchestra we can get a CD of or something?

Aquadude? Aquakid? Other Aquafolks? Can I get a weigh-in here?

What are the rest of you turtle-parents doing for your Mack truck cab sized turtle baby eggs? New parent anxiety, you know how it goes.

Private to Vanessa;

Hey girly, we missed some lessons due to sudden onset underwater turtle. Wanna schedule a make-up?

Private to Jaybird;

Soooo, did we go to the turtle dance? Did we make friends? Did we get laid? PS: you need it.

[ translation: are you alive, where are you, can i stalk you, hey, hi. oh wait, he knows something better ]

And on the side of shit you're actually interested in - by the way, I'm a weapons genius, do you want more stuff to kill people with? Because that can be arranged.

Private Kyle;

Uh, sound off? Olly olly oxen free? Marco?

[ basically, hey, what's up, bro, he misses you, did underwater dead turtle demons eat you? ]

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[redjay]

[Crap. He has to pluck a chicken?!?]

Give me a couple days.

I can't move it anyway. The car is in a warehouse.
You can work in there. How long will it take?

[Because he's not telling Ororo, the other parent of that precious baby/car, anything about this surgery.]

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[stagethreeclinger]

[ no, you nutbag. faux feathers. you leave those poor chickens alone, jason todd ]

Aight.

Depends on how much work it's going to take. When can I get a look?

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[redjay]

[faux feathers? that's cheating. at least show some effort, christ.]

What, no blind expertise? You're full of surprises, Harper.

[no, really he was expecting roy to be like "no big deal hombre! two weeks tops"]

When are you available?