1 Explosion - Video

[gotashortfuse]

[There's a very loud crashing sound that is sort of like a bunch of trees being torn apart. After a time there's silence before some heavy footsteps can be heard followed by the rustle of fabric. It's not long before the video function turns on and there's Michael's face looking completely unimpressed.]

Alright. What kind of bastard thought they could relocate me? If ya pulled this crap on me then I'm going to smash your face in, Sevothtarte.

[He has a look around for a second. Behind him one can see a giant crater that is probably supposed to be a part of the forests.]

Hey, Raphael, ya perverted bastard! Where are you? I'm coming to see you so you better give me some coordinates. Or I can just fly around until I find you then blast you for not telling me.

[He suddenly grins as he stands there proudly, like he just had a brilliant idea.]

Alright you people, I am the great and most wonderful Michael, the Archangel of Fire! I demand you tell me right now where that pervy doctor is! This is my official first order to the lot of you!

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[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

Gabrie-- oh, come on, Mika, you can't really be that far behind, can you? The City. That's its name.

Give me a minute, let me at least leave the house first.

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

[Raphael? This is air rushing past the speaker. He's not waiting.

He's coming.

Right now.]

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

[oh dammit at least let him out the door so his house won't be a casualty]

[again]

[yanking the door open anyway in preparation]

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

[Luckily for Raphael he sees him before he goes smashing into the house.

So he'll land in front of him.

Then stand as tall as he can to shove his face up at Raphael's.

He's waiting for that good explanation.]

Let's hear it.

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

[is that relief? probably]

[but also something close to a grin, hand on his shoulder for a second]

You're not going to believe me, not at first.

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

[He's just going to brush his way past to go inside and make himself to home. Obviously Raphael's home is Michael's home.]

So you better make it good so I'll believe it. 'Cause the only person who has tried is named Annoyed and he's stupid.

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

[ignore the massive amount of candy wrappers and the likely scent of perfume]

I think his name is Luke. [pause] Well, besides not being able to leave, the basic gist is there's several deities running around, randomly causing curses. Bizarre ones at that. I thought it was mostly grabs for attention but that's... just not the case. So you'd better be careful.

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

[The wrappers are ignored. However, he does flop on the couch and bring a pillow to his nose before gagging.

Ewwwwww. Perfume.]

Why do I gotta be careful? Some people thinking they're deities shouldn't be a problem.

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

[he sits down beside him, shaking his head]

That's not the problem so much as the harm the curses can cause. It's like the whole place goes mad, sometimes. And if you're affected, you just have to wait out its course.

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

What curses?

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

It varies. A week or so ago people were turning into monsters, once the color literally drained from the city. I've heard of a few people changing sex or turning into animals, even. [an annoyed sigh] I can't make any sense of it. It's not really an improvement.

1/3

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

[He stares at him.]

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

[Long and hard.]

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

[Then he flips.]

That doesn't make any sense!

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

I told you that you wouldn't believe me.

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

But things don't work like that!

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

Here they do.

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

So you just live here? HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO GET OUT? I HAVE ASSES TO KICK!

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

What am I really supposed to do? People have been trying to leave for years, no one's gotten far at all. Why hold out the hope?

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

[Raphael... This is a pillow.

Being thrown at your face.]

Your couch stinks! [That is apparently just as important as being stolen from across time and space.]

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

[barely manages to catch it]

What? I don't smell anything.

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

It smells like that foofy stuff broads wear so guys can choke on flowers.

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

You get used to it after awhile.

1/2

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

Only because you're a pervert.

I lied...2/3

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

Fine. I'll stay here until I find a better place that doesn't stink.