05 February 2013 @ 12:15 pm
1st Void  

[Cambot flicks on to reveal a boy in a strangely organic looking black and red bodysuit. The boy unsettlingly looks very similar to Sora sans the black hair and gold eyes. But when he finally speaks, it's clear by his tone he's anything but Sora]

So, anyone on this crate smart enough to tell me where the hell am I and where's the exit? And don't give me that "There's no way out" crap. There has to be a way out.
10 December 2012 @ 01:30 am
1 Feather  
[Oh hey, a new face! A pale, spotted figure is sitting in the cafeteria looking up at the camera rather bewildered. He's obviously new and out of place - and are those cat ears, and two pairs of wings?!]

I...like to think I can handle a little weird. I've seen it all. I'll take being warped away to an unfamiliar place while I'm just sipping my tea. I'll even take strange floating balls staring at me. [At least he thinks they're staring - are those even eyes?]

...but why is there a dinosaur outside?
02 December 2012 @ 03:12 pm
Mike: Wooah! It looks like we’ve gone completely to another dimension!

Crow: At least that killer missile isn’t following us anymore

Tom: Wonder if those crazy mad scientists are still around!

Mike: The question is...where are we?

Gypsy: Rocket #9, get us some readings on the Earth below, pronto!

[Rocket #9 obliges. Everyone on the Satellite will be able to see images of earth...except things look very, very wrong. Most of the human skyscrapers and cities have been abandoned, and in their place are a bunch of more primitive-looking homes with very large doors. All of the humans are either roaming about in the fields, or holed up in cages. And walking around the homes and businesses are instead...dinosaurs! Or at least they look close to them. Mostly, they look like dinosaur-people.]

Mike: Holy smokes! This looks like Earth...except thousands of years in a dark and terrible future!

Crow: Or else a dark and terrible past!

Tom: Or maybe a dark and terrible alternate present!

[All of a sudden, the Hexfield screen fitzes, and something comes onscreen...it looks like a Utahraptor, wearing a pilot’s jacket and some shades.]

Captain Salt Lake: This is Captain Salt Lake of the Forrester Air Force Enforcer Corps! Just what are all you man-beasts doing up on that ship in space?!

[Want to find out about this rather dreary-looking future? Maybe you can get some answers by asking this strange guy...]
01 December 2012 @ 07:27 pm
Full speed ahead!  
[Mike and the Bots are on the bridge again, and they’re busy panicking. Tom and Crow especially are freaking out, flinging their little robot arms everywhere.]

Crow: Aaaaahhhhuhhuhuhh we’re gonna diiieeee!

Tom: We’regonnadiewe’regonnadiewe’regonnadie!

Crow: I never got to go snowboarding!

Tom: And I never got to open my chain of kissing booths!

Mike: Hey guys, everyone, just calm down! We’re not gonna die!

Tom: W-we’re not?

Crow: Then what’re we gonna do, Mike?

[Mike is sweating, and looks around desperately.]

Mike: We’re going to, um....uh... [And then he cracks.] PANIIIIC!


[Luckily, Gypsy shows up just in time!]

Gypsy: We’re not gonna die! I don’t think, anyway. I just checked the cockpit again for some routine maintenance, and it turns out, someone’s installed an interdimensional warp engine recently.

Mike: S-so we can use the engine thingie to escape? Or put up shields or something?

Gypsy: I dunno. But we can try it! Cambot, turn up the shields, and I’ll turn on the interdimensional warp engine!

[Cambot goes and does so. Gypsy also runs (or slides?) out of sight of the camera, towards the cockpit. She flips a couple of switches, and there’s the sound of something loud and important-sounding heating up.]

All: Wwwwwooooooooooooaaaaaaa!!

[And then, all of a sudden, the entire Satellite bursts into interdimensional travel mode. For a moment, everything seems to move in trippy slow-motion, and sounds become warped. The Satellite bursts forward, and through a sudden wormhole! Time and space get rearranged, and the Satellite exits into an entirely different dimension!]

[Where -or when- is the Satellite now? You’ll find out soon!]
30 November 2012 @ 07:15 pm
[Mike and the Bots are all gathered up on the top deck, all dressed up in their pirate gear. But it looks like there's some big to-do going on...something is coming in on the Hexfield viewscreen! What's more, it doesn't look like the usual strange visitors. The screen first shows an odd, somewhat rickety spaceship, shaped a little bit like a large bolt.]

Mike: Well hey, it looks like someone is trying to hail us! But the transmission's coming in a bit fuzzy. Cambot, put it up on the viewscreen!

[Cambot does so. There's a lot of static, but behind it is none other than Joel Robinson!]

Joel: Hey everyone! It's Joel again. Looks like I finally raised enough funds to get myself a ship up here.

Crow: Woooooow COOOL, it's Joel!

Tom: Joel Joel Joel! He's coming back here again!

Mike: Oh wow, it does look like it!

Joel: Yeah, um, I’ll do my best, but mostly I’m just gonna try and get up there to fix the Twin-Screw Universal Controller. So just hang tight, okay everyone?

[The Bots begin to dance around, singing and making a whole lot of noise. Even Cambot seems to be bopping along.]

Mike: Uhh, yeah, I guess we will!

Joel: Yeah, so-- [The static takes over, and the feed from Joel cuts out. Mike looks pretty pleased.]

[Joel’s small little spaceship is steadily approaching the SOL. The question is...will it get here okay?]
29 October 2012 @ 09:33 pm
8th Dive  
[Huh, well, that looks like Link. At least, one can tell it's Link. The cartoon style he's been saddled with looks like a certain cartoon those of us on the other side of the fourth wall would associate with his series. However, he seems to have put that aside in favor of poking around in one of the boxes marked ACME.

After a bit of rummaging, he comes out with what looks like a giant squeaky hammer. He swings it experimentally, checking its heft.

Then he notices Cambot. His noticing is accompanied by a small thought bubble with an exclamation point appearing above his head, but he doesn't notice it.

This is bizarre.
11 October 2012 @ 01:20 pm
Chapter 1 - A New Face  
[ The camera is floating along, recording seemingly nothing. the hallway is empty. But then, it gently swings around the corner. Aha. There's a new face. Or, rather, a new back -- long dark hair tied at the bottom, legs in marigold, with little red ankle-high boots. Click, click, click, are her heels as she walks slolwy down the hall, until she comes to the end. She looks left, looks right, gloved fingers reaching up toward her lips in a thoguhtful pose. Then, she turns over her shoulder. Ah, now there's her face. Her gaze lifts to the floating little camera.]

It's a bit unnerving, with you following me like that you know. [yes, she's talking to the camera] I don't suppose you can tell me which way to go? [and the camera swings back and forth, as if shaking it's head 'no'. The girl frowns, and turns back to her dilema. Left.. or Right?]
21 September 2012 @ 10:22 pm
[Today, there's once again a familiar (and formerly missing) face on Cambot's screen. It's a face that's distinctly older looking too, although the overall outfit hasn't changed. He simply doesn't have roll up the anymore to make them fit probably.

After a moment of silence he sighs, and turns to face the camera.]

I suppose I really shouldn't be surprised, should I?
16 September 2012 @ 01:57 am
21st Dawn  
[Cambot has been searching around the SOL over the last day and a half for Riku, broadcasting on and off, possibly unintentionally. It seems lonely, not too uncommonly videoing the floor. Slowly it wanders into the cafeteria deck idly. It's late evening, and fairly dark. Cambot starts to turn when there's a little "pop" from inside the fridge. The bot enters, a little curious, until the door flies open, leaving light and cold to tumble out... Along with something else.]

[The short-haired figure groans and sits up, half-covered in what looks like someone's leftover Chinese food. Riku looks around, trying to figure out where he was.] Cambot? [Abruptly he checked his clothing, pulling the shoulder of his vest to get a look at the cloth on the back.] So it wasn't a dream... [And then he notes the food all over him and looks back over his shoulder. He reappeared in a familiar area.]

Again? ...Are you kidding me?!

[Cambot bounces up and down in joy!]
14 September 2012 @ 05:54 pm
First Stone  
[Cambot's feed picks up a familiar figure in a rather unfamiliar outfit. Aeleus nods to Cambot and speaks directly to him.]

I seem to have found myself back here again. It is...good to see all of you again, though I don't appreciate the suddenness of my translocation. Now that several events have occurred, I would prefer to be known as Aeleus.

[Aeleus sighs and rubs at his temple.]

Did Ienzo leave during my absence? I apologize for not announcing my return immediately, but I meant to go to him and make amends for my abrupt departure, only to find him missing.
12 September 2012 @ 05:45 pm
Sixth Report  
[Oh dear god who let Twilight into the cafeteria deck. Anyone going in there might find bowls - not cups mind you, or glasses, bowls - stacked on the counters, most of them with drops of dark liquid at the bottom. What in the...]

[As for Twilight herself, well... She's discovered what her power for this week is, after pulling an all-nighter reading and then downing six cereal bowls' worth of coffee.]


Oh my goodness this is great isn't this so great [pop] I just think it's great I mean it's not all my magic but it's some of it [pop] and I haven't been able to do this in FOREVER [pop] and I can wink out here and be over here in a flash and oh dear I want to [pop] know EVERYTHING about what you all can do right now did you [pop] get something back that you already knew or is it completely random because [pop] I can do a lot more than this with my magic at home but here [pop] I'll take what I can get oh I can go REORGANIZE THE LIBRARY because it's not [pop] organized enough we can do so much more to make it efficient [pop] and I'm just the pony for the job because everypony knows I'm the most organized pony in Ponyville [pop] or even Canterlot or maybe even Equestria and everything is exactly where it should be [pop] in its own place and not in something else's place because that would be disorganized of course so it [pop] has its own place oh I can organize all your rooms I'm sure some of them are DREADFUL and Rarity can help me because she has such an eye for [pop] style so you won't even know your rooms at all anymore [pop] and maybe we could even paint them so what colors do you all want for your rooms [pop] OH I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT I was going to [pop] paint the library quick everypony I need your help moving the shelves since I can't levitate things now [pop] but maybe I'll be able to in the future [pop] if we're finally getting our abilities back but you have to make sure to [pop] keep the books in order because if I have to reorganize them AGAIN [pop] it will be chaos but just as long as everypony keeps every item exactly where it is [pop] everything will be fine and we won't have to worry now doesn't that sound great?!

[Every couple of seconds she winks out of one spot only to repear in another part of the satellite, always within view of a Cambot, because she's literally not stopping her movement and she keeps nearly crashing into walls until the very end when she comes to a screeching halt and looks directly into the camera with a big, disturbing grin. Apparently the coffee does things to her brain. Harry Dresden has had one last revenge on the Satellite of Love.]


[Pop. She's gone in a puff of magenta smoke, only to reappear somewhere else again. Where is that? Wherever you happen to be. Be warned, if she lands near you (or on top of you), you will be getting 7,235 questions about what your current situaiton is. She will start to slow down pretty quickly as she crashes from the caffeine buzz, though.]
Current Music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TbzUen207iw
10 September 2012 @ 11:59 pm
Ninth Trick  
[Cambot's lingering on a large pile of yarn balls that have randomly turned up by the rest of the costuming materials on the theatrical deck. After a few seconds, a disembodied voice pipes up.]

Hey, we're ba-ACK!

[And suddenly it's not so disembodied, as Wilykit just appears out of nowhere and trips over the yarn pile. Well, at least it broke her fall.]

What the... [And confusion quickly gives way to alarm as she takes in her surroundings.] Oh no, don't tell me I'm back here!
10 September 2012 @ 07:18 pm
Someone is back.  
[The feed opens with a view of that spot that everyone should remember from when they first arrived. Except that whoever's just arrived for this Cambot to be filming isn't there. So Cambot goes searching, finding the person in question not too far away.

It's... Roxas. He's not dressed as anyone might be expecting him to be dressed, however. Instead he's wearing a black hooded coat. He also seems a bit puzzled, like he's just woken up and is not where he was when he fell asleep. Grumbling slightly under his breath, he reaches up to rub his eyes and stops, seeming to only just notice a switch in attire. He's dressed in a black coat that would look familiar to some of his friends.


[He tugs at the front of the coat before looking around at his surroundings again.]

Is this where I think it is?

[Because really, if it is where he thinks it is, it might be a sufficient explanation for the wardrobe. With a sigh, he looks up and to one side, likes he's expecting someone or something to be there. Since this results in him looking directly into the camera, it would seem he found what he expected to find.]

Hey, Cambot.

[For its part, Cambot seems happy to see him. It would probably hug him if it could. Since it can't, it settles for performing it's usually functions.

How long was I gone?
Current Mood: puzzled
10 September 2012 @ 09:23 am
[Who is this masked man, wearing a crappy spandex outfit, glowing blue, and lifting two huge dumbbells, one in each hand, as if they were hand weights? That beard might look kinda familiar... Anyway, he doesn't notice Cambot at the moment.]

That's two minutes and counting! Good sign, good sign...

[He continues lifting and counting the seconds, still oblivious that he's being filmed.]

Two thirty... two thirty one... two thirty three...

((OOC: ...no, I don't know where the crapsuit came from. Due to Clark Kenting, feel free to recognize him, if you wish. Or don't. Whichever way works best. :3))
09 September 2012 @ 06:47 pm
Military Log - 017  
[The picture on the side table is of a happy family, including a smiling Maes. Obviously this is his room. However, Cambot is broadcasting another face sprawled out on Maes's bed. No one on board is likely to recognize the face.

Is it someone new? If so, what happened to Maes? Suddenly the man yawns and sits up, rubbing his face, and reaching for a pair of glasses on the table. He blinks a few times before noticing something is off. He touches his face and then looks to Cambot.

All right, what's going on now?

[The man frowns some more. His voice doesn't sound right either.]

[[ooc: Maes can shapeshift people now. He had a dream about Roy last night which is why he is now like this...only Maes doesn't realize he has this ability yet]]
09 September 2012 @ 02:36 pm
Seventeenth Key  
[Cambot is doing his usual patrols of the halls when he spots a figure lying on the ground of the third deck. Hey, Cambot would know that spiky hair anywhere...it's Sora! Cambot seems pretty excited that his usual subject has come back, and flies up to gently give him a prod. Sora groans and slowly gets to his knees, shaking out his head.]

Wh... [He notices the little camera lens staring at him. That's got to be an unflattering view.] ...Cambot?

[And then he shoots back up quickly, surprised.]

Wha...seriously? I'm back here again?!

[Sora looks around the Satellite, scratching at the back of his head. It looks like he's thinking over a lot of things.]

This...isn't a dream again, is it? I thought I was going back to Traverse Town... Riku? Are you here? What about everyone else?
09 September 2012 @ 12:21 pm
First Sunrise  
[Cambot picks up on the nature deck. At first, it seems that Cambot is just focusing on a bunch of bushes, but soon enough they rustle, and a familiar white puppy emerges. Chibi bounces towards Cambot, barking excitedly, then turns back to the bush, which seems to abruptly burst into bloom.]

[Chibi turns back to Cambot, looking satisfied.]
04 September 2012 @ 08:40 pm
[Cambot is...showing the ceiling again, though this looks like the ceiling of the rec deck. Yeah, now it's just trolling Doof.]

Oh, that's- that's just great. You're not even trying anymore, are you.

[The feed pans from side to side. That's a headshake from Cambot.]

Do you really want me to modify you. Do you really. Because I can think of lots of fun Inators to make. The RealityTVinator, for instance! You'd follow people around and document their day-to-day living! That way, you might actually work!

[Fiiiiiiiiine. Cambot lazily turns around to focus on Doof, who is indeed on the rec deck, and the rather large machine next to him. He didn't even bother covering it with a white cloth this time. Huh.]

Now, I've seen everything going on this week, and it all looked really familiar. Too familiar. You see, when I was a little boy growing up in Gimmelshtump, I wasn't very popular - in fact, I was so unpopular, you could say I was antipopular. Popularity just vanished when it got too close to me. It meant the cool kids didn't go near me, so they couldn't beat me up. No, I got picked on by nerds. Nerds! With their multi-sided dice and their trading cards and their video games! I mean, the kids who got beaten up by everyone else were the ones who beat me up. How sad is that?

Anyway, blah blah blah lifelong hatred of all things nerdy - except for science, of course - blah blah blah this week reminds me an awful lot like video games, blah blah blah beating the nerds at their own game. So I built the FinalBossinator! All I have to do is aim the laser at myself, push this big red button here, and-

[There's a flash of red light, and when it clears...well, that's a highly effective Inator. Doof now stands about fifteen feet tall and now sports dragon legs, lion arms that end in clawed hands, bat wings, a lizard tail, and...his own head and voice.]

What? Why does it look like a zoo sneezed on me? ...oh well. Time to go beat the nerds and RULE THE SATELLITE OF LOVE!

[Welcome to your final boss! Feel free to form parties and start combat in the comments below; just keep in mind that Doof may have a few tricks up his (now nonexistent) sleeve...]
30 August 2012 @ 10:48 am
35 Love Chains  
[Its Minako the Paladin!]

GUUUUUUUYS!! This is so AWESOME!! I love RPGS! I am an expert on them!

I mean, seriously, I've got tons of them at home on my and my friends' game consoles - the Final Fantasy games, The Legend of You-Know-Who games, Dragon Warrior, God Slayer, Ultima, Fire Emblem, Riglord, Magic Knight Rayearth...

[She even owns the RPG and games she and her friends are in! Not that she'll say it out loud.]

[Unfortunately, she keeps going.]

...Ys, Chrono Trigger, Super Mario RPG, Mother, Legend of the Sacred Sword, Lufia, Breath of Fire, The Creation of Heaven and Earth, Dragon Quest, Shining Force, Phantasy Star, Lunar, Shining Force, Vay, Popful Mail, Grandia...hang on, I have a list!

[At this, she takes out a pile of papers and begins to rattle off the games she's played, owned, borrowed, etc. Eventually Cambot gets tired and turns the feed off.]
07 August 2012 @ 03:27 pm
First Sunrise  
[Sick of the ponies yet? Well too bad. Have a confused white pony with rainbow mane standing around in the hallway. She doesn't seem to notice the cambot yet.]

Hello? Is there anypony here? Cadance? Luna? Twilight Sparkle? [She frowns as she paces a little, looking worried.] This doesn't make sense. I must have fainted at the party, but I've should have been rested up by now. I wonder if her attack did more to me than I thou-

[She then finally notices the cambot and makes a smile.] Why hello there. Can you tell me what's going on and why I seem to be in space?