In the Sensoriums was a world. NiSaris, hanging in starless space, clouds swirling over its ocean-blued surface; a string of islands glowing in the sunlight and glowing again as the darkness swept over them, artificial lights set in cities like circuitry. It looked like a child's balloon, and near it in space there was a swift flickering: shapes, spaceships outlined in red or green, appearing and clashing and then vanishing in a flash of light.

Anwei stood attentively in the darkness, watching the ships clash and turn and swoop as she waited for Zouichi. Her black computer was at her feet, and a cable led from it to her omnicom, where she adjusted the playback and display parameters.

Down in the City, there was a very determined yellow snake climbing the outside of the bathhouse.

Princess Jeka knew that there was a warm place on top of the bathhouse. She vaguely remembered helping design it, or at least making suggestions about how it could be designed. She could technically go inside the bathhouse and get her heat there, but that’s a wet heat and she only liked wet heat when she was shedding.

As she stopped to catch her breath, wrapped around one of the supports, she wondered how she used to get up here so easily. Something about…flying or something. Well, she sprocking (hee hee! How daring!) well wished she could remember how to fly if she’d learned it!

"Wee-tah-kah-loo-loo..."

Howard was too young to catch the Furby craze in 1999, but he sure knows about them from Youtube videos of them being used in prank calls. What he didn't realize was that the off-switch was either impossible to find or non-existent. So it was with mild curiosity and, as is turns out, crushing naivete that he picked it up out of the box of toys in the Med Bay and gave it a shake. He has never regretted a decision so much in his life.

"I love you...doo?"

"Oh God, would you just shut up?"

"Wee-tah-kah-wee-loo..."

"That isn't shutting up! Please shut up!"

"Doo-dah!" the Furby cries as it's thrown against the nearest wall.

Anyone who walks into the Med Bay right now will find a very frazzled teenager looking for a hammer to free him from the piece of fuzzy Tiger Electronics that has been tormenting him for the last hour.

[OOC: Please don't destroy the Furby. I'd like to let everyone who wants to to get a chance at this ridiculousness. Feel free to threadjack. A list of Furbish phrases is here.]