It was like any other night. Three happy gay friends were spending their time at the local gay karaoke bar they called their second home. They were currently seated at the more private, expensive and quiet room of the building. There was a door separating them from other patrons as they could order more cocktails, beers and snacks through their smartphones. There was a karaoke set with TV attached on the wall. The karaoke bar had been there ever since they graduated college and they've spent half a decade sipping it's owner's cocktails.
"Marcus, I want to start this evening with more of a slow start. Order us three sex on the beaches with extra pineapple juice while I setup the karaoke machine for us." The man said while fiddling with the laptop. "Jim, what song do you want to sing? It's your turn to sing first."
"I don't know Evan. Maybe I want to sing something somber and slower like rock ballad. Last time we got so drunk so fast when you started the night with your usual pop-rock playlist." Jim replied back to his friend.
"Right. Somber and Slow. Marcus. How about you? Did you order the drinks already? Mar-cuuuus? Earth to Marcus. Did you hear what I just asked from you?" Evan exclaimed to the daydreaming Marcus.
"Huh? Sorry. I was just thinking about this new app that I just downloaded." Marcus explained to his buddies. "The owner of this bar gave me this piece of paper with strange string of numbers and QR-code for this application that just installed itself and well, just look at it, it looks like a word puzzle game. He should know by now that I'm bad at these kind of thinking games."
"Let me see. 'Marcus is bad at puzzle games', well that is spot on but why there's a timer counting down from sixty. The timer stops the moment I press one of the words and then resumes when I leave it blank. Let me change one of them to something else like, 'Marcus is bad at FPS games'." Evan laughed and handed the phone back to him. "We all know how good you are with those games so it would be weird if-"
"...but I suck at the FPS games. What are you talking about?" Marcus shyly exclaims.
"What!? You are our team's biggest carry." Evan yelled.
"No. You are mistaking me with someone else." Marcus replied back.
"Yeah, Evan. Marcus hasn't ever carried us. That's why we play more casual party games with him." Jim concurred with Marcus.
"Let me see that phone again." Evan yoinked the phone out of Marcus's hand. "Now there's a different sentence. 'Marcus and Jim doesn't believe what Evan is telling to them.' The timer is counting down and there's a weird slider with three options. 'User', 'Local' and 'Universal'. It's currently set on the user. What if I set it to local and select us three from this other list and change the sentence now?"
" 'Marcus and Jim does believe what Evan is telling to them.' There. Now do you believe me?" Evan exclaimed as he handed the phone back to confused Marcus.
"I can't believe what you are saying but you are right. You just changed me to believe for a second that I suck at FPS games but here's the thing, I know that you've changed me, but I still suck at them." Marcus explained to Evan.
"Same here. I can only remember that you made two changes but I still firmly believe that Marcus sucks balls when it comes to FPS games." Jim chuckled.
"Ok. Next time it generates a new sentence. You do the changing Marcus. It seems that since I put it in local mode. All three us should be aware of it's changes." Evan laughed.
"Guys! It already generated a new one and it reads..." Marcus begun his sentence and all three of them leaned closer to see what the application had written on the phone's screen.