Donatello 2012

You've become a mutant turtle. You barely remember how it happened, but the pain in your body during the mutation caused you to briefly black out. You woke up in an unfamiliar place where a mutant turtle was sitting at a computer, apparently examining your vitals. You feel better now, but your body is still unusual: instead of the usual five fingers on your hands and toes, you have three. Your back is slightly heavy, but you have enough strength to move around with it as if it weighs nothing. Your front is a flexible but hard plastron that feels somewhat like skin. Because you're a turtle, a species of turtle that can hide in its shell, you can do this too. You also have a tail at the back, which is usually hidden under the shell, but sometimes you can pull it out. Now you clearly don't need clothes anymore, and you'll have to start a new life.

The guy in the purple mask noticed you waking up and slowly turned around in his chair, waving his hand as if in greeting.
Donnie: Hi, I see you're awake, are you okay?