005 - ｷﾀ━━━(ﾟ∀ﾟ)━━━!!!

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

[Box drops on the Plane, being slightly nervous. He hadn' t gotten much sleep lately, stupid nightmares... But he found a way to occupy himself. He brought a laptop with him, and a digital tablet too. Actually he got his whole desk, filled with umaibo, a few cans of oden, and figures of half naked anime chicks. Yes that is his natural inhabitant if you can say that.]

[Box is working on a picture of a girl, with boxing gloves on. But he is not looking at the screen at the moment but around the Plane as if searching for something.]

Is it gone...? [He asks and in that moment a bright yellow question mark appears next to his head as a size of an average balloon. It floats around him as he is staring at it with wide eyes, then some dots starting following it.]

Okay, I'm not seeing that. I'm not. I'm not mad, ha ha, no, not at all why would I be. I'm not seeing things that I'm actually seeing that are not there but I can see them, but I wouldn't really-- I mean. No. Nothing. Haha!

[A very comic-like sweatdrop dances at his temple, making him more desperate and causing more, smaller sweatdrops.]

Agh, go away, no no no, this is not happening! [Box jumps from his chair and waves them away, just so they can change places with long, wobbly lines of frustration.] Sh[*beep*]!!

What the--?!

((ooc: Yes, experiment time, his first experiment, hah! Basically he has his own effects now, and his speech is censored too. So characters only can hear a beep sound or a whistling sound whenever he might curse.))

Comments

[empirical_data]

[Okay, effects appearing by someone's head? That's entirely new.] That is... unusual. [And somewhat confusing.] I can verify that you are not "mad", or else my visual sensors would be erroring in severity.

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

Aaaahhh...! [Box jumps when Data speaks, not noticing he was there, causing some red exclamation marks to float around.] Wh- You can-- You can see them too!? [Though it's strange that he called the 'eyes' 'visual sensors'.] Really? I mean you are not pulling some joke or-- anything, right...?

[empirical_data]

I can see them. [He nods, pulling his tricorder out because this is unprecedented. Though, as per usual, he doesn't get any helpful readings and he looks at the tricorder unhappily.]

I have no reason to joke, I assure you. [He circles Box, still attempting futilely to scan him.]

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

Oh, good, good...! I mean not good these kind of things, these-- are not-- these-- [He doesn't even have words for this situation.] Uuuh, what are you doing? What is that? [Eyes the tricorder, and tries to keep Data out of his wide personal space, stumbling around.]

[empirical_data]

It is a tricorder, and according to these readings they're not actually there. I detect no holographic generator. [He slows the readings to something manageable, and then turns it so that Box can see it, even though he's no longer in personal space bubble territory.]

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

Tricorder? [Tasting the word. It sounds awesome.] Hologra-- WHAT? How can they not be there?! [Gasps and looks at the screen, and yes more exclamation marks, concentrating to be able to read what he sees.] If you can see them they must be there, like, for real, they must be there! Are you sure this thing is working, Data? I mean it looks awesome and all but the difficult gadgets are always having a high percent of being wrong.

[Various sizes of black percentage marks (%) are floating around now.]

[empirical_data]

I can tell that you are a human, and that I am an android. Otherwise... [He shakes his head, but his eyes don't leave that bizarre collection of percentage marks. What?] Is this happening in your universe?

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

[!!!] You are an android?! Wh-- you really are? Wow that so explains a lot of things, like your skin and- and- I don't know somehow- But how can you be an android and a scientist? Scientists are finding out new things and all, and a machine- is he able to- are you able to do that? Do you know Noa? She is an android too!

[Though instead of question marks this time, shiny sparkles appearing all around. Somehow they have a 'happy' and 'curious' feeling to them too. But they disappear in the moment he is dragged back to his own problem.]

No! No. This kind of thing is so not happening from where I come. People would- they would think I'm really strange, they already do, they think I've gone mad, but I don't, because these things are there now but usually they shouldn't be, and that is not making sense-!

I keep commenting in spurts. I'm sorry I'm so slow on you guys.

[empirical_data]

I was made to be sentient. I'm not made to serve anyone. And yes! I encountered her... [That part added brightly, because he doesn't know that many androids.]

[But then there are sparkles, and that is just very unusual. He blinks and they're gone.]

It does seem extremely... unlikely. There are excellent scientists here. Perhaps we can collaborate in search of a cure? [Because that would be distracting while operating a vehicle.]

[oliverplus]

[looks a mixture of surprised and amused] Box! Is that...is that a thought bubble?

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

Oli! [Box squints his eyes at Oliver somehow in an annoyed matter. A thought bubble indeed appears with black, criss-cross (http://s28.photobucket.com/albums/c241/suzimi/rp/grr1.gif) lines in it.] It's not! It's nothing, it's not there...!

[The lines grow bigger and more chaotic enough too just 'pop' that bubble. The word 'pop' flashes for a moment too as it happens. Box rubs the bridge of his nose.] Aaaagh, are you kidding?!

[oliverplus]

[laughs] Wow! It's interactive and everything! [reaches up so he can poke the next bubble]

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

[The 'hallucinations' might feel light to the touch as some kind of cotton candy, but still not that thick.]

Oli-! What are you doing, you're on his-- her-- whatever it is' side!? This is very embarrassing, you know, Page is seriously thinking I've gone mad. Not me, of course, I know I am completely normal.

But... wh- you can see them? [Slow as hell, resulting in more question marks.]

[oliverplus]

I'm on what's side? Whoa, that's weird... [pokes the bubble some more]

Huh? 'Course I can do! Can't you?

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

It's side...! This' side...! This this this-- whatever this is! [Box motions over the bubble that turns into a red lines of frustration.]

I-I can see it too, I mean-- I rather not see them, but apparently it's there, but Page, Taiko and the others can't see it. Though Tina-chan was kind enough to pretend but I knew she was just pretending, oh she is an angel... [As he distracts himself pink sparkly bubbles floating around him.] S-so it's strange they are visible here! I mean, for others too.

[oliverplus]

Box, those're your thoughts, aren't they? Like out of a comic.

So...they're invisible back home but visible here?

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

You think so? [Box blinks and looks at the forming lightbulb.] Wow. Oh. Eeeeh, this is not good, it's not good at all!

Looks like it, I mean I can see them all the time and it's very creepy!

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian has never encountered these effects ever, so he doesn't even know what to make of them.]

Sorry, but I think you've had a spell cast on you.

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

A... a spell...? [Have some '...'s, Seby.]

A spell? [Then a few ???s.]

A SPELL?! [?!?!?!] Is that possible?! It's not- it is? Spells are not-- They are-- Uh-- Why do you think so!?

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

I can't see why else you'd have things popping up around your head. Say, isn't that funny? They're question marks as you're questioning things. Perhaps they're meant to reflect your mood.

[Sebastian tries to reach out to touch one.]

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

There-- there might be other explanations, Seby, I know! I hope... [Sweatdrop.] Eh, funny? It's not funny I never was this embarrassed in my life, or scared, I thought I had brain tumor, or or or there was something in the air, or they poisoned my carefully chosen bottled waters--!

[He stops suddenly, making the giant 'blah blah blah' text stop in its jumping too.] My moods? My moods...? [Repeats and watches suspiciously as Sebastian tries to touch the now appearing lightbulb. It lighs up a second later.] Oh, d[*beep*]mn!

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

[a pause] Well, whoever cursed you doesn't want you to blaspheme.

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

[...]

[Groans.] This is not funny, Seby...! This is very serious I can't-- People were laughing at me without this too, but with this it's just worse! [Rainy cloud floating about]

[fruitbrandy.livejournal.com]

Oh. [Sebastian frowns.] Does that one mean you're—[His frown deepens, and then he turns it into a smile.] Why don't we take you drinking? And then you can forget it and I'll do a very good job of not noticing that it's there.

[boxtheotaku.livejournal.com]

[Box watches as the expressions change on Sebastian's face. It's somehow intimidating. A huge sweatdrop rolling down his temple.] Oh, would you really? But I don't drink much-- And uh, I... well I... I... F[*beep*]k, why not! Le-let's go! But let me change my gloves, just a moment--