deusexhormones | Sixty-Second Explosion

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Sixty-Second Explosion

[Voice]

Oh, COME ON! What the hell. SOS-Brigade! Report in now! Whose bodies are you all in?

[Grunt, grumble, grumble...]

[Action]

["Minato" here is chilling in town. Not unusual. Unusual is that he's flopped on a bench looking visibly cheesed off. DO YOU APPROACH IT?]

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[He might not know Minato well enough to know that a visible grumpface is a sign of the impending apocalypse, but the dude's been nice to him, so it can't hurt to wander on over and see what's up.]

Something wrong?

Yes. It hurts to frown.

[GRUNT]

...Then don't frown?

[A veritable wellspring of helpful ideas, this one.]

It hurts to smile too. What's with this stupid asinine face?

[It hurts to smile...? That's definitely not normal. Surely there is a reasonable explanation for it.]

...Botox?

I hope not. This guy's like seventeen, eighteen tops.

[This guy? Gosh, Minato, that's a strange way to refer to yourself.]

You did seem kind of young for it.

What do you know, moron? This isn't even my body.

[Unimpressed with the name-calling, not!Minato. :| ]

...Right. Who are you?

Haruki, chief of the SOS-Brigade.

Oh, Yuzu and Atsuro's friend.

...At least this is only temporary, right?

[As far as he can tell, at least.]

Yeah, yeah. These things last anywhere from four to seven days, usually. Not that people keep things consistent in that time.

It seems pretty harmless to me. I thought experiments were going to be something dangerous.

They vary between something stupid like this to something like a bit where people's personalities change to something where they sent something out to kill us.

To kill you...?

Yeah, that was a long while back though.

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