Sensorium Static - Take II [Open]

[projectkr-e-16.livejournal.com]

Superboy was yet again in the sensorium. He spent time there on and off, and anyone who happened to enter the room while he was there would probably find it... unpleasant. He is, as usual, sitting on a couch. The couch happens to be red. Aside of Superboy and the couch, the entire room is fuzzy black and white static, like you'd find between channels on a television screen. It's as if the couch were suspended underwater, but instead of water, it's static.

There is a flat surface to stand on and it is level, but there is nothing visual to distinguish it from the rest of the room other than the plane that the couch is sitting on. Superboy is just staring blankly into space.

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[whining-unicorn.livejournal.com]

Rarity was curious about the worlds people conjured in the Sensoriums. Whatever she saw, she could incorporate it in her designs. The moment she entered the room, she had to squint her eyes. "My goodness, this is very hard on the eyes!"

She did spot a red object not too far away. Sure, it did contrast against the black and white but it was still too much. "Excuse me, could you lessen the black and white stuff a little please?"

[badluckbabe.livejournal.com]

"Ugh." Jinx blinked at the abstract landscape before her, "Change the channel or something will you?"

She had appeared behind the sofa and was looking generally displeased with it.

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

"...what are you doing?" And more importantly, is anyone home in there? It's been a while since he's seen Superboy, but the last time, he looked a little less... blank.

[8wings.livejournal.com]

Anwei stepped inside and her eyes went wild, flickering and circling, trying to find text and numbers and sense in the throbbing blur of video chaos. She nearly lost her balance; as it was she swayed alarmingly, arms out a little ways.

Then she closed her eyes, hard. Reopening them, her gaze found a red couch and a young man sitting on it, looking as dazed as she felt. Not the young man who had recently been in Med Bay, although they were strikingly alike. She looked back at the static, a little more cautiously this time, but still couldn't find any coherent patterns.

"Does this mean something?" she finally asked him, gesturing.