The Naked Now

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Oh, no, the ship has been flooded with a mind-altering contaminant brought aboard from some on-planet mission! (Good going, Crewman Redshirt. You'll see that in your pay this month.)

This contaminant has the effect of bringing to the fore the screeching, unreasonable, most likely highly embarrassing Id of everyone on board! Or maybe it just reverses your personality. How terrible and bad!

Feel free to be as hideous as you like. Or just giggle and make flower wreaths for each other. Or have silly slapfights with your friends oops sorry kirk.

P.S. Stacy is taking pictures.

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A dame with balls. I should've seen the warning sign there, but when you're in the heat of the moment, you plow right through those signs like so many barricades in a Michael Bay film. Heat of the moment gets intense.

By this time, I was sweating rockets.

I turned on my heel, hands in my pockets. Should I help? After all, if she had the ball I needed, this would wrap things up smoothly. What would I be getting into? There was no way to find out, was there? May as well just dive in headfirst.

...what would I be getting into?

Okay, maybe there was a way to find out. These 'questions' are damn usefule.

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Zouichi tilted his head coyly to the side, raven hair brushing ever so slightly up against the top of his shoulders. "Mr. Shoutarou. You don't have to sweat rockets around little old me. I may look like a city gal, but I've got a good old country heart."

Then his demeanor became slightly more serious. "I need you to find a man for me, detective. A... very important man."