Living with Launch was a hassle. The nice side of her personality was perfectly fine, no issues there. It was when she sneezed and switched; that’s when things get difficult.

One moment, the kind, blue-haired woman was asking you to help her clean up. The next, she sneezed, and suddenly she’s yelling at you for being a bum while holding a gun to your face.

“Didn’t I tell yuh’ to get off your lazy ass and straighten up?! I guess it just ain’t in your skill set to listen!”