Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine. All credit goes to those creative geniuses behind the Tenchi Multiverses, and to those responsible for distributing it. Please accept my humble accolade to this show's brilliance.
Acknowledgements: Thanx to everyone at AnimeFlash.org and Anime-Storm.net for their creative support and influence! Special thanx in no particular order go to Vindice, Kamidake53, NightOwl, Vicious, SSJValmar and Zyraen. ^_^
NOTE: This story will contain rough language in places, and some limey elements, so if you're not comfortable with that sort of stuff, consider yourself informed!
Another Note: This story is based purely in the OVA version of the series, with the one exception that it contains Kiyone. Why? Because I'm a mad Kiyone fan, that's why!!!
Tenchi Muyo: Changing Faces
---------------------------
By Mccpcorn
PROLOGUE
========
Ryoko's eyes snapped open.
The Space Pirate's gaze slid down from the perch she occupied, the rafters in the Masaki household's living room. Her eyes, glowing like a pair of softly burning green embers, came to rest upon the wall clock. It said 3 am. It was dark outside; all was peaceful.
And yet, somehow, instinctively, Ryoko knew something very bad was about to happen.
* * *
'No, no, NO!!' Tenchi yelled. 'How many times do I have to tell you?!'
'Oh come onnnn.' Washu's eyes stared imploringly. 'One little sample. Just one eeny-weeny, teeny-tiny sample. That's not too much to ask, is it?' She nuzzled close to Tenchi. 'Pleeeze?'
Tenchi flushed and pushed her away. 'NO! N - O! Absolutely not!' He turned to leave. 'I can't believe you got me out of bed for this! I have school in the morning you know, Washu!'
'Actually,' Washu called from behind him, 'The timing is exactly why I did ask you down here.'
Tenchi glanced back at Washu for a split second, caught a mischievious grin, then bolted for the door.
He never made it. Even as he took the first step, powerful cables lanced out of nowhere to lift him off the ground. He reacted instinctively, throwing his arms out for balance, only to have them caught in the same gentle but insistant grip.
'WAASSSHHHUUUUUU!!!!!'
'Oh yes,' Washu gave a playful cackle. 'You can scream all you want tonight, Tenchi darling. Everyone's out like a light.' Washu's grin turned playfully wicked. 'We're not going to have any unwanted guests this time.'
* * *
Ryoko shivered.
There was no doubt about it, now. Something was very, very wrong.
But what?
She looked around the living room; everything was in its place - nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Ryoko could feel her body breaking out in a cold sweat; her heart raced; her fists were clenched.
She normally had very good instincts, but it was different this time. They made her wary, but never afraid. She was Ryoko, after all. The most powerful, most fearsome felon in the galaxy! The greatest space pirate ever!
And here she was, fighting to keep her legs from trembling!
* * *
'Well, what do you think?' Washu asked.
'I'm ecstatic,' Tenchi replied without enthusiasm
'Ah, don't be such a killjoy!' Washu's eyes sparkled. 'You'll like this, I promise! Trust me!'
'Oh yeah,' Tenchi ground out sarcastically, thrashing around uselessly. 'Implicately.' He yawned. 'I want to go back to bed.'
'Don't worry,' Washu replied as she plugged him into the chamber. 'This wont take long!' She giggled manically.
Having nothing else to do, Tenchi looked around the chamber. It was like being inside a glass jar, or a goldfish bowl. The top of the bell jar had various assortments of equipment jutting from it. There was an identical chamber on his left; he could just see it over the top of the large main console that lay between them. 'What is this thing anyway?' he demanded.
'This is my new Personality Transference Transceiver!' Wahsu announced theatrically. 'With this device I can remove a personality maxtix from its organic storage mechanism -'
'A wha-?'
'A BRAIN Tenchi, a BRAIN,' Washu clarified with the smugness characteristic of the universe's greatest scientific genius. 'With this device I can remove, duplicate, and transfer a personality! Their memories, their whole life experience! Everything that makes a person what they are!'
Tenchi's eyes became saucers. 'Uh... remove... ?'
Washu winked. 'That's right!' Washu looked at Tenchi with sweet eyes, spoke in a dark, sultry voice. 'You see, darling Tenchi, I would never, ever force you to do something you didn't want to do.'
Tenchi struggled pathetically within his bonds. 'Yeah, sure.'
'And this machine means I don't have too!!' Washu acted as though she hadn't heard him. 'You see, for a short while I shall place your personality in another vessel for safe keeping. During this time, I will temporarily occupy your body - just long enough -' Wahsu's eyes shone '- to collect all the data I need. Then, that's it!' she held her hands aloft. 'Mission accomplished!'
'You've GOT to be kidding,' groaned Tenchi.
'What's the matter?' Washu suddenly looked at Tenchi with genuine concern. 'You said you didn't want to - I can accept that. This way you don't have to, and I still get my data.' She smiled girlishly. 'Everyone's happy!!'
'Look, you can't just USE my body like this!' Tenchi snapped. 'It's MINE! I mean, where the hell will MY personality be during all of this?! I will NOT be stored on a laser disc!!'
'Don't be absurd!' Washu smiled. 'I'd never do something like that! In fact -' Washu regarded Tenchi through heavy lidded eyes '- your personality will be in MY body.'
Tenchi stopped short, mid flounder. 'Uh... what did you just say?'
'I said, your personality will be in my body.' Washu tapped her head with a finger. 'Safest place really. You should be honoured. I don't share my body with just any man!' Washu smiled seductively. 'Think of it as love-making by remote.'
Tenchi's eyes saucered again. 'I really, REALLY don't want this...'
* * *
Now Ryoko was angry.
This feeling is so damn nebulous, she thought. I mean, who or what could I be afraid of - ?
Ryoko broke off mid thought. He eyes went wide with a sudden awareness.
No.
No, of course she wasn't afraid for herself! She was afraid for someone ELSE!
And there was only one person she cared about enough to feel this afraid for.
Cursing herself for not figuring it out sooner, Ryoko teleported herself to Tenchi's bedroom.
* * *
'Washu, this is insane,' Tenchi tried again. 'How can you operate this machine when you'll be in the other chamber??'
Washu finished making some final adjustements. 'It's all pre-set, Tenchi,' she replied with quiet pride. 'The whole thing activates the moment I shut the door on my chamber.'
'But - but how are you going to... use my body when it's trussed up like this!?' Tenchi thrashed around in the cables.
'Oh, that's easy!' Washu answered. 'All you have to do is punch this yellow button,' she indicated on the console, 'and, viola! You'll - I'll be free!'
'Uh... me...?'
'Well, I'm not going to be able to push it, am I?' Washu smiled. 'You see, once you're in my body, you have a vested interest in getting back into your own. As I'm the only one who can reverse the process, I figure you'll be more co-operative from here on in.'
* * *
Tenchi wasn't in his bedroom.
Ryoko struggled to fight down the growing sense of panic within her. If he wasn't here, then where the hell...?
Everyone else was where they should be; she'd made sure to check. Ryoko had become so agitated she'd even tried to wake Ayeka, but the Prissy Princess had been completely out of it. Whoever it was was only interested in Tenchi.
Yet there was no sign of a struggle. It's as if he'd got up to go to the bathroom and just vanished along the way.
The fact that he could get up at all after that sake Wahsu had produced was incredible enough, but then again he'd only had a few sips. He'd pretty much left the rest of the gang to knock it back, 'cept Sasami -
Sake.
Everyone had had some, even Tenchi, though not much.
The sake.... Washu had plied them all with.
Everyone except Tenchi, who didn't drink very much.
And now everyone was out like a light... except Tenchi. And maybe...?
Ryoko swore. 'WASHU!' she shouted, teleporting down to the
hall. 'WASHHUU!! GODDAMN YOU!!!'
* * *
It was so ODD, Tenchi wondered to himself. Washu was, in her own way, showing him a great deal of trust and respect. Okay, she might - would - use his body. On the other hand, HE would be in HER body, following her instructions to release her and reverse the process. In a way he marvelled at her.
But he still wanted to get the hell out of this chamber!!!
'Oh well, then,' Washu announced. 'Looks like we're all set!'
'I can't BELIEVE this...' Tenchi groaned.
'Lighten up willya!' Washu said cheerfully as she opened the hatch of her chamber. 'After I get my sample, everything's back to normal.' She paused for a moment.
The moment stretched...
... stretched to a considerable number of seconds....
'Uh.... Washu...?'
Washu's only response was to silently mouth the word 'No.'
A split-second later, the door to the lab splintered into fragments.
'WASHU!' The voice was thunderous; through the smoke and haze a pair of green eyes gleamed and smouldered, like a dragon's.
Tenchi never, ever, in all his wildest dreams and fantasies - and he'd had some of THOSE since six alien women dropped out of the sky into his lap - thought he would ever be so pleased to see Ryoko.
Washu smiled nervously. 'Ha... heh. Hi, Ryoko.'
'Why, good evening, Washu,' the Space Pirate replied with mock sweetness. 'And what might you be doing up so late? And with Tenchi,too?'
'Ah... that,' Washu sighed. 'Well, uh, we're kinda busy so if you'll just shoo away-'
Ryoko gave a mirthless grin. Stretching out her arm, the space pirate began gathering a photon blast in the palm of her hand.
Washu yelped. 'No! Don't do that!!'
'Aw, mommy,' Ryoko replied with mock sweetness. 'You could've just asked if you wanted to be alone with Tenchi - or given us all some Yen and sent us to the pictures.' She chuckled. 'But no. you had to ply us all with your home-made booze. Y'know I'm amazed Ayeka hasn't been hospitalised.' The space pirate's voice was suddenly as clear and sharp as cut crystal. 'But I guess MY liver's a lot tougher than you give it credit for.' She looked around. 'So you we're going to steal Tenchi's body -,'
'BORROW!!'
'Whatever. You we're going to stick your mind in his brain, grab a quick hand-shandy, then march off triumphantly with that sample you've been twittering on about ever since you got here.' Ryoko's eyes narrowed. 'Right?'
Washu scowled. 'Ryoko! How could you think such a thing about your mother?'
'Well it's true, isn't it?' Ryoko gave her a smug grin.
'That's not the point!!' Washu snapped. She scowled again. 'How'd you know?'
A triumphant look came into Ryoko's face. 'I've learned that the contact we share works both ways,' she answered. 'I've been practising on picking up your emotions.' Ryoko folded her arms. 'Besides that, I was listening outside the door for the past five-minutes.'
Washu gave another nervous laugh. 'Well, uh - hey, I know! I could use some help here!' Washu smiled brightly. 'I mean there's enough for two, right?'
Ryoko raised her right hand and sent a plasma ball crackling into a unit atop the main console. The sizzling explosion knocked Washu off her feet. Clutching at her hair, Washu was bounced into the far corner of the lab. 'WAAAHHH!!!'
'No-one steals anything from MY Tenchi,' Ryoko announced archly. 'Except ME.'
Washu groaned and staggered to her knees. 'You could get the sample foor meee... if you lyyykkee,' she said in a dazed voice.
A thunderous crackle of energy quickly sobered the scientist, and she stared in horror at the crippled machine. She quickly staggered over the the damaged device.
'No! You've damaged the shielding! The mind-mapping matrix is loose!' She ran her hands swiftly over the keyboard seeking diagnostics and damage assessments. 'You IDIOT Ryoko! The circuit's been closed and acitvated! We've got about twelve seconds before the system overloads!'
'Tenchi, with Ryoko's help, struggled free of the cables. 'Twelve SECONDS!?'
'I put the timer on a short fuse,' Washu explained frantically. 'I wasn't expecting anything like this. Shit!' she thumped the console. 'You've corrupted the program!'
'But what does that MEAN?' Ryoko demanded. Eight seconds to go.
'The defined parameters have been changed,' Washu snapped. 'With the shielding down everyone in the whole house is at risk! The machine will try to copy the personality of EVERYBODY within range. But there isn't enough memory space to hold all that information!' Her eyes became hard. 'I'll have to activate the emergency dump program.'
'What'll that do?' Tenchi asked nervously. There were less than four seconds to go and Tenchi was most definitely NOT a happy camper.
'The computer will use the on-board memory for temporary storage whilst it transfers the data to a new location. Probably another person as only our own brains have the necessary storage capacity.'
'TALK CLEARLY DAMMIT!!!'
Washu's eyes bored into her daugter 'Our personalities are about to undergo a change of address.'
Ryoko's mouth fell open. 'No way NO WAY!! I am NOT having my mind in someone else's body!'
'Yeah, well the alternative is having your entire mind wiped clean!'
'I'll tell you one more time -!'
....zero.
With a sick thrumming sound, the machine activated.
* * *
Around the Masaki household, five people awoke at the sudden, insistant pressure at the back of their minds. The pressure quickly grew into a roaring torrent, sweeping them away and out...
Seven people screamed.
-----
END OF THE PROLOGUE
Endnote: Well I hope any of you who stuck it out this far are intrigued enough to carry on when I post up Chapter 1 proper! Any comments you may like to make can be sent to mccpcorn@hotmail.com
Cya at Chapter 1!!! ^_^
Acknowledgements: Thanx to everyone at AnimeFlash.org and Anime-Storm.net for their creative support and influence! Special thanx in no particular order go to Vindice, Kamidake53, NightOwl, Vicious, SSJValmar and Zyraen. ^_^
NOTE: This story will contain rough language in places, and some limey elements, so if you're not comfortable with that sort of stuff, consider yourself informed!
Another Note: This story is based purely in the OVA version of the series, with the one exception that it contains Kiyone. Why? Because I'm a mad Kiyone fan, that's why!!!
Tenchi Muyo: Changing Faces
---------------------------
By Mccpcorn
PROLOGUE
========
Ryoko's eyes snapped open.
The Space Pirate's gaze slid down from the perch she occupied, the rafters in the Masaki household's living room. Her eyes, glowing like a pair of softly burning green embers, came to rest upon the wall clock. It said 3 am. It was dark outside; all was peaceful.
And yet, somehow, instinctively, Ryoko knew something very bad was about to happen.
* * *
'No, no, NO!!' Tenchi yelled. 'How many times do I have to tell you?!'
'Oh come onnnn.' Washu's eyes stared imploringly. 'One little sample. Just one eeny-weeny, teeny-tiny sample. That's not too much to ask, is it?' She nuzzled close to Tenchi. 'Pleeeze?'
Tenchi flushed and pushed her away. 'NO! N - O! Absolutely not!' He turned to leave. 'I can't believe you got me out of bed for this! I have school in the morning you know, Washu!'
'Actually,' Washu called from behind him, 'The timing is exactly why I did ask you down here.'
Tenchi glanced back at Washu for a split second, caught a mischievious grin, then bolted for the door.
He never made it. Even as he took the first step, powerful cables lanced out of nowhere to lift him off the ground. He reacted instinctively, throwing his arms out for balance, only to have them caught in the same gentle but insistant grip.
'WAASSSHHHUUUUUU!!!!!'
'Oh yes,' Washu gave a playful cackle. 'You can scream all you want tonight, Tenchi darling. Everyone's out like a light.' Washu's grin turned playfully wicked. 'We're not going to have any unwanted guests this time.'
* * *
Ryoko shivered.
There was no doubt about it, now. Something was very, very wrong.
But what?
She looked around the living room; everything was in its place - nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Ryoko could feel her body breaking out in a cold sweat; her heart raced; her fists were clenched.
She normally had very good instincts, but it was different this time. They made her wary, but never afraid. She was Ryoko, after all. The most powerful, most fearsome felon in the galaxy! The greatest space pirate ever!
And here she was, fighting to keep her legs from trembling!
* * *
'Well, what do you think?' Washu asked.
'I'm ecstatic,' Tenchi replied without enthusiasm
'Ah, don't be such a killjoy!' Washu's eyes sparkled. 'You'll like this, I promise! Trust me!'
'Oh yeah,' Tenchi ground out sarcastically, thrashing around uselessly. 'Implicately.' He yawned. 'I want to go back to bed.'
'Don't worry,' Washu replied as she plugged him into the chamber. 'This wont take long!' She giggled manically.
Having nothing else to do, Tenchi looked around the chamber. It was like being inside a glass jar, or a goldfish bowl. The top of the bell jar had various assortments of equipment jutting from it. There was an identical chamber on his left; he could just see it over the top of the large main console that lay between them. 'What is this thing anyway?' he demanded.
'This is my new Personality Transference Transceiver!' Wahsu announced theatrically. 'With this device I can remove a personality maxtix from its organic storage mechanism -'
'A wha-?'
'A BRAIN Tenchi, a BRAIN,' Washu clarified with the smugness characteristic of the universe's greatest scientific genius. 'With this device I can remove, duplicate, and transfer a personality! Their memories, their whole life experience! Everything that makes a person what they are!'
Tenchi's eyes became saucers. 'Uh... remove... ?'
Washu winked. 'That's right!' Washu looked at Tenchi with sweet eyes, spoke in a dark, sultry voice. 'You see, darling Tenchi, I would never, ever force you to do something you didn't want to do.'
Tenchi struggled pathetically within his bonds. 'Yeah, sure.'
'And this machine means I don't have too!!' Washu acted as though she hadn't heard him. 'You see, for a short while I shall place your personality in another vessel for safe keeping. During this time, I will temporarily occupy your body - just long enough -' Wahsu's eyes shone '- to collect all the data I need. Then, that's it!' she held her hands aloft. 'Mission accomplished!'
'You've GOT to be kidding,' groaned Tenchi.
'What's the matter?' Washu suddenly looked at Tenchi with genuine concern. 'You said you didn't want to - I can accept that. This way you don't have to, and I still get my data.' She smiled girlishly. 'Everyone's happy!!'
'Look, you can't just USE my body like this!' Tenchi snapped. 'It's MINE! I mean, where the hell will MY personality be during all of this?! I will NOT be stored on a laser disc!!'
'Don't be absurd!' Washu smiled. 'I'd never do something like that! In fact -' Washu regarded Tenchi through heavy lidded eyes '- your personality will be in MY body.'
Tenchi stopped short, mid flounder. 'Uh... what did you just say?'
'I said, your personality will be in my body.' Washu tapped her head with a finger. 'Safest place really. You should be honoured. I don't share my body with just any man!' Washu smiled seductively. 'Think of it as love-making by remote.'
Tenchi's eyes saucered again. 'I really, REALLY don't want this...'
* * *
Now Ryoko was angry.
This feeling is so damn nebulous, she thought. I mean, who or what could I be afraid of - ?
Ryoko broke off mid thought. He eyes went wide with a sudden awareness.
No.
No, of course she wasn't afraid for herself! She was afraid for someone ELSE!
And there was only one person she cared about enough to feel this afraid for.
Cursing herself for not figuring it out sooner, Ryoko teleported herself to Tenchi's bedroom.
* * *
'Washu, this is insane,' Tenchi tried again. 'How can you operate this machine when you'll be in the other chamber??'
Washu finished making some final adjustements. 'It's all pre-set, Tenchi,' she replied with quiet pride. 'The whole thing activates the moment I shut the door on my chamber.'
'But - but how are you going to... use my body when it's trussed up like this!?' Tenchi thrashed around in the cables.
'Oh, that's easy!' Washu answered. 'All you have to do is punch this yellow button,' she indicated on the console, 'and, viola! You'll - I'll be free!'
'Uh... me...?'
'Well, I'm not going to be able to push it, am I?' Washu smiled. 'You see, once you're in my body, you have a vested interest in getting back into your own. As I'm the only one who can reverse the process, I figure you'll be more co-operative from here on in.'
* * *
Tenchi wasn't in his bedroom.
Ryoko struggled to fight down the growing sense of panic within her. If he wasn't here, then where the hell...?
Everyone else was where they should be; she'd made sure to check. Ryoko had become so agitated she'd even tried to wake Ayeka, but the Prissy Princess had been completely out of it. Whoever it was was only interested in Tenchi.
Yet there was no sign of a struggle. It's as if he'd got up to go to the bathroom and just vanished along the way.
The fact that he could get up at all after that sake Wahsu had produced was incredible enough, but then again he'd only had a few sips. He'd pretty much left the rest of the gang to knock it back, 'cept Sasami -
Sake.
Everyone had had some, even Tenchi, though not much.
The sake.... Washu had plied them all with.
Everyone except Tenchi, who didn't drink very much.
And now everyone was out like a light... except Tenchi. And maybe...?
Ryoko swore. 'WASHU!' she shouted, teleporting down to the
hall. 'WASHHUU!! GODDAMN YOU!!!'
* * *
It was so ODD, Tenchi wondered to himself. Washu was, in her own way, showing him a great deal of trust and respect. Okay, she might - would - use his body. On the other hand, HE would be in HER body, following her instructions to release her and reverse the process. In a way he marvelled at her.
But he still wanted to get the hell out of this chamber!!!
'Oh well, then,' Washu announced. 'Looks like we're all set!'
'I can't BELIEVE this...' Tenchi groaned.
'Lighten up willya!' Washu said cheerfully as she opened the hatch of her chamber. 'After I get my sample, everything's back to normal.' She paused for a moment.
The moment stretched...
... stretched to a considerable number of seconds....
'Uh.... Washu...?'
Washu's only response was to silently mouth the word 'No.'
A split-second later, the door to the lab splintered into fragments.
'WASHU!' The voice was thunderous; through the smoke and haze a pair of green eyes gleamed and smouldered, like a dragon's.
Tenchi never, ever, in all his wildest dreams and fantasies - and he'd had some of THOSE since six alien women dropped out of the sky into his lap - thought he would ever be so pleased to see Ryoko.
Washu smiled nervously. 'Ha... heh. Hi, Ryoko.'
'Why, good evening, Washu,' the Space Pirate replied with mock sweetness. 'And what might you be doing up so late? And with Tenchi,too?'
'Ah... that,' Washu sighed. 'Well, uh, we're kinda busy so if you'll just shoo away-'
Ryoko gave a mirthless grin. Stretching out her arm, the space pirate began gathering a photon blast in the palm of her hand.
Washu yelped. 'No! Don't do that!!'
'Aw, mommy,' Ryoko replied with mock sweetness. 'You could've just asked if you wanted to be alone with Tenchi - or given us all some Yen and sent us to the pictures.' She chuckled. 'But no. you had to ply us all with your home-made booze. Y'know I'm amazed Ayeka hasn't been hospitalised.' The space pirate's voice was suddenly as clear and sharp as cut crystal. 'But I guess MY liver's a lot tougher than you give it credit for.' She looked around. 'So you we're going to steal Tenchi's body -,'
'BORROW!!'
'Whatever. You we're going to stick your mind in his brain, grab a quick hand-shandy, then march off triumphantly with that sample you've been twittering on about ever since you got here.' Ryoko's eyes narrowed. 'Right?'
Washu scowled. 'Ryoko! How could you think such a thing about your mother?'
'Well it's true, isn't it?' Ryoko gave her a smug grin.
'That's not the point!!' Washu snapped. She scowled again. 'How'd you know?'
A triumphant look came into Ryoko's face. 'I've learned that the contact we share works both ways,' she answered. 'I've been practising on picking up your emotions.' Ryoko folded her arms. 'Besides that, I was listening outside the door for the past five-minutes.'
Washu gave another nervous laugh. 'Well, uh - hey, I know! I could use some help here!' Washu smiled brightly. 'I mean there's enough for two, right?'
Ryoko raised her right hand and sent a plasma ball crackling into a unit atop the main console. The sizzling explosion knocked Washu off her feet. Clutching at her hair, Washu was bounced into the far corner of the lab. 'WAAAHHH!!!'
'No-one steals anything from MY Tenchi,' Ryoko announced archly. 'Except ME.'
Washu groaned and staggered to her knees. 'You could get the sample foor meee... if you lyyykkee,' she said in a dazed voice.
A thunderous crackle of energy quickly sobered the scientist, and she stared in horror at the crippled machine. She quickly staggered over the the damaged device.
'No! You've damaged the shielding! The mind-mapping matrix is loose!' She ran her hands swiftly over the keyboard seeking diagnostics and damage assessments. 'You IDIOT Ryoko! The circuit's been closed and acitvated! We've got about twelve seconds before the system overloads!'
'Tenchi, with Ryoko's help, struggled free of the cables. 'Twelve SECONDS!?'
'I put the timer on a short fuse,' Washu explained frantically. 'I wasn't expecting anything like this. Shit!' she thumped the console. 'You've corrupted the program!'
'But what does that MEAN?' Ryoko demanded. Eight seconds to go.
'The defined parameters have been changed,' Washu snapped. 'With the shielding down everyone in the whole house is at risk! The machine will try to copy the personality of EVERYBODY within range. But there isn't enough memory space to hold all that information!' Her eyes became hard. 'I'll have to activate the emergency dump program.'
'What'll that do?' Tenchi asked nervously. There were less than four seconds to go and Tenchi was most definitely NOT a happy camper.
'The computer will use the on-board memory for temporary storage whilst it transfers the data to a new location. Probably another person as only our own brains have the necessary storage capacity.'
'TALK CLEARLY DAMMIT!!!'
Washu's eyes bored into her daugter 'Our personalities are about to undergo a change of address.'
Ryoko's mouth fell open. 'No way NO WAY!! I am NOT having my mind in someone else's body!'
'Yeah, well the alternative is having your entire mind wiped clean!'
'I'll tell you one more time -!'
....zero.
With a sick thrumming sound, the machine activated.
* * *
Around the Masaki household, five people awoke at the sudden, insistant pressure at the back of their minds. The pressure quickly grew into a roaring torrent, sweeping them away and out...
Seven people screamed.
-----
END OF THE PROLOGUE
Endnote: Well I hope any of you who stuck it out this far are intrigued enough to carry on when I post up Chapter 1 proper! Any comments you may like to make can be sent to mccpcorn@hotmail.com
Cya at Chapter 1!!! ^_^