Interview with a Mad Scientist
Headspace was a very strange place sometimes. That should go without saying, really...but there were times when you had to wonder if having all these people concentrated in one place was a good idea.
Dr. Clay was sitting on a chair in the middle of a studio like setting, trying everything possible to get himself comfortable. The hot lights overhead caused him to tug at his collar a bit, breaking him into a mild sweat. Given how disordered this place usually was, he was surprised that they found the time to construct a television set this large. The studio audience was starting to set him on edge as well....pretty much everyone from the headspace was there, with expressions ranging from mild interest to complete boredom. Still, it wasn't a surprise that this place was full, since there really wasn't much else for the muses to do recently. Still, one might notice there were a disproportionate number of Sailor Moon muses, out of work since the mun left moonlocket . It was irksome that the people here didn't find what he was about to say completely enthralling, but that didn't really matter. So long as the truth came out....
"Annnnd we're LIVE! How are ya doin' ladies, gents, and gender unspecified creatures of the audience? It's your fabulous host.....MIKE! The TEEEEEEVEEEEE! Here to bring you a juicy exclusive with the one! The only! Doctor Clay!"
Oh! So it's started already. Clay's internal thoughts were distracting him. He was insistent on the interview, but why in the world did they have to have someone like him as host? Clay doubted he could give him the serious forum he deserved for his grievances.
"On today's show, we explore the seedy, gritty, inside world of Galactic Academy Politics! Backstabbing galore! A promising career, thrown into tatters! Now, let's get into the mind of one Doctor Clay and find out....is he an unwitting pawn in the game of one man upsmanship? And a tragic victim of cruel circumstance? Let's explore!"