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The Naked Now

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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[...nothing is different. WHAT DID YOU EXPECT.]

[Seriously why even tag this you could just tag him IC for the same effect...]

[SOREN IS HERE TO MAKE FRIENDS]

Soren held up the delicate lace doily he'd just finished crocheting, beaming with pride. He couldn't wait to see his BFF Punchy, who hopefully would come back to the room soon so Soren could give him his new present! After that, maybe he could help out some of those poor, injured medical patients! And make friends with all the nonhuman members of the crew!

He was especially looking forward to learning how to use all this wonderful technology, because he'd just found the BEST ARTIST EVER in the Media Library and AVRIL LAVIGNE TOTALLY UNDERSTOOD HIM OMG ♥♥♥

Soren was somehow skipping down the hallways in his robe when he spotted Zetta. He stopped mid-skip, beaming. Oh, boy, he hoped this was a NEW FRIEND because Soren LOVED MAKING FRIENDS. "Hi there, little guy! You're looking kinda grumpy!"

[And now we have the ~~happiest~~ ANGRIEST SPACE GOAT. Her garden? A shambles! She's wrecked the joint! Naaru help you if she finds you! Even her frostsaber is hiding!]

Someone appears to be thoroughly enjoying his time today. That someone is Billy Cranston, and he appears to be exerting more than usual. He can be found sweating over his dear love, shirtless, grunting in exertion---

---while twisting a stiff bolt with a wrench. He's completely engrossed in his greatest desire at the moment, working on machinery, without a care about who might see or judge.

[Inhibitions removed oh noes]

Zouichi brought one gloved hand to the side of his head, suddenly and momentarily dizzy. He braced himself against a nearby wall, shaking his head to clear the feeling. What just happened?

Zouichi burst into the Hangar (they were totally in the Hangar, right), obviously excited about something.

"BILLY," he said, a good deal more enthusiastically than usual.

[It was a dark and stormy night in the city...]

[At least, Shoutarou wished it was. Enough of this damn clear weather. He's strolling the streets, collar high on a trenchcoat. He's sporting a five-o-clock shadow, and carrying a flask of something stout. He braces against a building and swigs, then puts the thing back in his coat.]

This soulless city holds many secrets... Secrets that can emasculate a man when he least expects it...

[And he's out to do what he can to fix it.]

[He'll find that damn ball if it's the end of him.]

[Some things don't change too much--Ellyn will never have a pleasant singing voice, for instance, but...

The pyromancer is singing, quite cheerfully, if raspily, dancing around and humming to herself. She's found a dress somewhere, and even if it's the characteristic crimson she loves, it's a dress. She's practicing putting her hair up and checking her reflection in a mirror shard she'd found down in the City.]

I feel pretty, oh, so pretty, an' witty, an' gay...

People in the area might hear a loud whoop of joy before seeing a blur leaping like a grasshopper around the city.

Then there was the sound of something breaking. Followed by the sound of something else breaking.

Because destroying buildings? Glass? Benches? SO MUCH FUN.

[Don't mind the pyromancer passing by, Shoutarou! Ellyn runs past, giggling, gives him a big ol' smooch on the cheek, and droops a flower atop his hat before she skips off, waving as she goes.]

See ya later, cutie!

"Zouichi," Ildraniath's voice is a bit too light and airy, a bit too relaxed, for her to be normal. And the smile on her face is a bit too broad. Too large.

"How pleasant to see you again."

[Reinforce has removed her tunic, that nice black one that clings to her chest like it was painted on and barely covers her butt, to don sweaters.

Decadent, decadent sweaters.

More than one.

Oh, the debauchery.]

Suddenly, out from amongst the crowd came a tall brunette in a shimmering ivory dress. The whole shebang -- rouged lips, high heels, and a pout a man'd be hard pressed to say no to.

"Mr. Shoutarou," the brunette breathed.

[There's a cafe to run, people to help out, a house to keep in order...

Not today, as Sasami's busy lazing around, a bored look on her face as she looks up at the sky.

And lets out a belch.]

Zouichi was feeling disoriented enough still that he didn't even register how odd it was to hear Ildraniath being so... positive.

"Farseer," he said, giving her an easy, untroubled smile in return. "I could say the same."

YES IT IS.

Usually Sonic's bouncing around, smashing robots and stopping evil scientists. Today? He's cutting loose, seeing exactly what he can do!

And if that means smashing up stuff? More, the better!

[Clearly, o wrathful one, you are in need of a hug to calm you down.

Reinforce summons the tentacles.]

The Eldar raises a hand lazily and flicks it in a gesture of dismissal, "Titles? What do I for formality, Zouichi? Call me Ildraniath."

Yeah, that was definitely out of character for her.

That squeal of delight Reinforce just heard came from Soren.

"That is the best sweater EVER! Ohmigod, where did you get it?"

The dark-skinned, leggy brunette in the heels, teal blouse, and grey pencil skirt (don't forget the lab coat) is hurriedly making her way down to Engineering.

She kind of looks familiar...

[Wait did anything change? Uh apart from all the anger at everything that Lash now seems to have.]

Zouichi didn't even notice. He was busy being wildly out of character himself.

"Ildraniath," he murmured, tasting each syllable. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I do declare, dear Soren, you are looking particularly cheerful today. Whatever could be the cause?" Punchy says as he adjusts his monocle.

It took Billy a solid few moments to acknowledge Zouichi's presence. What? That was important? Nah, screwing this bolt in was more important. It would be rude to ignore a potential co-worker entirely, though.

Ever-so-casually, he bent back into a standing position, stretching his arms wide above his head. Yes. Work felt absolutely great. Finally, when he could no longer justify doing this, he lowered his arms and turned to face the other man.

"Have you awakened to the mechanic's calling?" Obviously those were the most worthy people.

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