So, you know when your main character has traded their voice for a cybernetic eye but then has their holographic word-display device shot off their wrist when a hostage negotiation goes south and has to try to get people to read their lips in order to understand what they’re saying?
I mean, I’m sure us authors have all been there at some point, right?
Well, what happens when the rag-tag team of plucky revolutionaries finds they’ve neglected to bring a lip-reader along on their mission to blow up an alien prince?
That’s right, Bad Lip-Reading!
(Not the YouTube channel, though if you don’t know that one you should really look for it sometime. Hilarity ensues)
It’s fun for the whole family, or in this case for me and my Mum anyway, as I mouthed some words at her today and she tried to guess what I was trying to say so I could write a scene where people are trying to guess what someone who has no voice is trying to say about a bloodthirsty alien who had infiltrated their ranks in order to bring down an Empire.
First word, ‘Blight’ [what the alien menace is known as to… pretty much everyone but themselves]
My Mum: … Blood?
Second word: ‘Parasite’ [the nature of the Blight, as our ‘hero’ is trying to explain to the other Humans]
My Mum: … Marrow Sats? Barrow Sats?
Third word/phrase: ‘You were being used’ [further attempt to explain the Blight’s agenda]
My Mum: You are mean toast?
Final word: ‘Fuck!’ [expletive]
My Mum: Oh, well I definitely understood that one!
And then the geniuses realised they had a pen and paper the whole time. Surely they will save the world!
[CAPTION] 2nd piece of Toast: “Why must you be so mean, Phil?“