Video + Action

[the_tailor]

Who: Lance and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Anywhere aboard the fleet
When: Not long after the ribbon glitches begin



[A - Broadcast]

[The Lance on the screen looks physically a lot better than last time, but his expression still isn't exactly positive. This time, he looks more exasperated than anything.]

Okay, I can weirdly enough sort of accept weird-ass glitches in the matrix that make us end up having superpowers or into a merman or suddenly a kid. But I seriously don't get this at all.

[Above his head pops a little thought bubble. Inside, this: . He gestures up at it.]

Am I the only one seeing this? Because it looks like there's stuff floating over my quiznaking head! Even for weird stuff happening around here, this is just extra bananas.

[There's a pause where he absently rubs his stomach. Above his head, ]

Anyone else suffering from sudden picture bubble syndrome?



[B - Elsewhere]

[Free for all! Go ahead and feel free to run into him on the Huntress, Iskaulit, visiting your ship, whatever. Marvel at the poor boy's glitch.]




[ooc: SOOO basically, Lance's glitch is that he has Sims-style thought bubbles over his head. As such, people will be able to see what he's thinking and feeling at pretty much any given time. Have fun with that. All pictures posted will be in said bubbles.]

Comments

[the_tailor]

Nope. It's like a hologram or something. And unless I'm looking in a mirror, I don't even know what it's displaying! I don't want everyone knowing everything going through my head!

[He pouts.]

This is the worst glitch I've had so far. The last one was so much better.

[tempredmental]

Well, maybe you'll have that again later. Who knows.

[Keith gave Lance a weak smile.]

Just... be careful what you think about, I guess.

[the_tailor]

It's not easy to control your brain! Sometimes even if you're trying to focus, your mind just starts...wandering.

[And for him, many times it wanders in a certain direction, he thinks.]



[He's only a just-out-of-his-teens-and-still-hormonal guy, after all.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith stared for a moment.]

Why would you be eating hearts?

That's like... the big mouth thing from... that rock band. You just need a tongue.

[the_tailor]

Huh? Eating hearts?

[He blinks.]

Wait... A mouth and hearts... Oh. Oh! Huh. Guess I was just thinking about kissing you.

[He gives him a charming little smile. Well, at least he wasn't thinking about anything more.

]

[tempredmental]

Oh...

[Keith frowned a bit.]

So, uh... what does a heart on fire represent?

[the_tailor]

[Blink.]

Um. My...burning love for you...maybe?

[It's innocent, totally innocent! Not lewd at all, no lewd thoughts here...



--NOPE, ABORT LINE OF THINKING.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith blinked.]

Lance. I...

Is that someone streaking?

[the_tailor]

What?! No one's streaking! No one's naked! Why would I be thinking of anyone naked?

[tempredmental]

That sure was a naked person! It even had little pixels and stuff over its crotch.

[Keith frowned. This was going to get awkward, wasn't it.]

Okay... a bed. Lance. This is getting weird.

[the_tailor]

Not weird at all! I don't know what you're talking about! Definitely not thinking anything weird!

[Except this time, the thought bubble over his head grows...

...a little more graphic.

Maybe a little more than a little more graphic.]

[tempredmental]

[Welp. That was pretty clear. Keith pinched the bridge of his nose.]

No... not weird... just graphic.

[He sighed.]

[the_tailor]

[He just. Gives a little whimper at that.]

Sorry?

[tempredmental]

[This was going to be so awkward.]

I know... can you maybe... I don't know... think of like, puppies or something?

[Hopefully, the images wouldn't get too explicit... because he really didn't need Lance projecting mental images of their activities to the whole Fleet. Keith didn't need everyone to know what he looked like naked...]

[the_tailor]

[Lance takes a deep breath. Clears his mind of any lewd thoughts. And focuses on something else.

]

Is that better?

[tempredmental]

[Keith managed to give Lance a sympathetic smile, even if it was kind of weak.]

Yeah.

Sorry. I just... That naked guy one... I'm just hoping certain thoughts don't show up, if you know what I mean. It's not a bad thing to think about them. Just I don't think other people really want to know that much detail about us, you know?

[He wasn't angry at Lance. He was just a little worried about how public this particular glitch was making Lance's private thoughts.]

[the_tailor]

I know. I'll, uh, I'm going to be a lot more careful of controlling my thoughts. So you don't have to worry. It's just when I'm with you that my thoughts get a little, um, wild.

[He gives a sheepish grin.]

Around other people, I can control them.

[tempredmental]

Is that so?

[Keith suddenly smirked. This could actually be a little fun, then.]

So, you don't think about us getting naked when you're around other people?

[the_tailor]

I try to keep things PG! But, I mean... It's not like before this, they could even tell what I was thinking so... Sometimes things just...crop up randomly in my head.

[tempredmental]

Do I even want to know what that rocket ship is supposed to stand for? You know... like... other than space?

[Keith was definitely thinking there was more innuendo in that than he could figure out.]

[the_tailor]

[He glances up.] Honestly, I think it's probably just literal. I can't think of what else it'd stand for other than boning in space or whatever.

[tempredmental]

Okay.

[Keith shrugged a little.]

I mean, stuff like that isn't bad. Just as long as the whole Fleet doesn't see a little naked man with my face on it.

[the_tailor]

Don't worry, buddy. I'll do my hardest. ...Best. Better word.

[tempredmental]

Yeah. Best. Definitely better word.

[Keith smirked a little.]

Of course, this makes me want to push things and see what comes up.

[the_tailor]

W-what's that supposed to mean?

[A little embarrassed face pops over his head.]