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WHO | Don, a shark, and OPEN
WHAT | Donatello vs. a shark.
WHEN | About 90 minutes-two hours post-Cornucopia
WHERE | The square area of M6, M7, N6 and N7
WARNINGS | ~~UNMITIGATED AWESOMENESS~~ Violence and some blood.

Don wasn't sure whether he was insane or not as he dove back into the waters of the lagoon. Maybe he was, maybe it was a trick of the eyes. But her was certain that he'd seen something near the middle of the lagoon. And that something had been a shark fin.

Shark. He wasn't sure which kind from that distance. But he was sure of one thing - there were sharks in this arena. Sharks, to a lot of people, meant Jaws. Sharks to Don meant food, possibly fluids to drink (though he admittedly never drank shark's blood, fluids were fluids and everyone would be trying for the coconuts. Always good to have backup plans, right?), and - perhaps more important - nice, sharp teeth. Teeth that in many older cultures were used as decoration - and weaponry and tools.

Provided he could find one and subdue it before it found and subdued him, of course.

He kept going underwater, his eyes searching, finding only other fish swimming away from him. But Don wasn't going to give up. Nor would he let his lack of weaponry hinder him. He had his floatation belt in hand, which could be more than useful in wrangling a shark. And his shell would be able to withstand a shark trying to chomp down on him.

Well, at least he hoped it would be.

Threaded | Flat

-Activity in MKG.688. Do we have anything prepped in that area?
-Loaded and ready. You may want to prep another cannon.
-Let it loose.

Whatever it is Donatello thought he saw lurking in the waters - some average everyday cliche of a slender silver shark fin breaking the surface of the water - even if it had been true, what lurks below him is like nothing any textbook or television documentary he may have watched could have prepared him for.

Megascapanorhynchus weighs in at just over 2,000 pounds of pure, solid muscle and is 16 feet 4 inches long; the last 4 feet of it's length devoted solely to it's razor sharp snout that looks more like it should belong on the head of a massive swordfish instead. Capable of reaching speeds of near 45 miles per hour in water, there is little that can out swim this vicious aquatic muttation. And whatever it catches, Megascapanorhynchus's mouth is full of razor-like awl shaped teeth best suited for ripping large chunks of flesh from it's prey.