I never had a good set of cards. I was raised by the Shredder, so what good could I expect? But I had always wanted to escape. Then I did. But now the farthest I can think ahead is the next meal. It's like a prison. Then life throws something strange, REALLY strange. I mean, their turtles! And kids! And mutant kids! What can a random Jack like me do? (To remain Unfinished)

A man and his comics, what could happen from this simple equation? Well, thirty years later one has found that answer, and it has been a pretty shelltastic time since. If only he could find his coffee… too bad he's the turtles co-creator. With a crazy imagination, some things may happen that may seen a tad bit crazy, even for the guy who draws ninja turtles for a living.