Crackplot!
Xenophon doesn't make his way out in public too much-- it's generally too much of a hassle-- but when he does, he prefers to do so while experimenting with some instrument. In his opinion, one should never go anywhere without the possibility of experiencing music.
He has no idea his opinion will magically be projected upon the piano he normally plays.
Anyone who touches this piano, located in the main room, will find him or herself only able to speak through singing. Victims may end up singing solo or in a group, and as for the music they sing, it's absolutely anything imaginable, from Elvis to Carmina Burana without any sort of censure. The effect can last anywhere from twenty-four hours to a week, with no discernable antidote (besides keeping entirely quiet, and ask Xenophon, where's the fun in that?).
He has no idea his opinion will magically be projected upon the piano he normally plays.
Anyone who touches this piano, located in the main room, will find him or herself only able to speak through singing. Victims may end up singing solo or in a group, and as for the music they sing, it's absolutely anything imaginable, from Elvis to Carmina Burana without any sort of censure. The effect can last anywhere from twenty-four hours to a week, with no discernable antidote (besides keeping entirely quiet, and ask Xenophon, where's the fun in that?).