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!

Comments

[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.]

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[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.

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

[And he's suddenly grinning.]

What's there to do around here?

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

Who said you'd be staying here?

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

I did. [He pokes at him.]

So now I'm gonna.

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

What about my patients?

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

The real ones or the ones with the tits?

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

I didn't realize there was a difference.

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

........

You're an old pervert.

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

Always.

[gotashortfuse.livejournal.com]

I don't like all the girls. No girls allowed.

[bedsidemanners.livejournal.com]

You're not making the rules for my house.