[ Cambot zeroes in on the sound of voices coming from the theatrical deck. A closer look reveals Namine sitting at a table and trying to draw, while her shadow hangs over her shoulder, speaking in a low voice.]

I know I’m not her--that I never could be her.

I never wanted that.

[She stands and begins to pack up her things, carefully looking around as she does so. When she sees Cambot she looks right into the camera for a moment before going back to her work. The shadow hisses again, grinning. Namine turns back toward it.]

I did what I could to fix that--to help both of them.

[Her voice is a little less sure now, and she starts to move towards the door to the stairwell.

Her shadow hisses again. Namine turns again so Cambot can’t see her face, but her voice is clearly upset.]

What happened with the Replica was an accident! I just wanted them to stop fighting!

[She turns again to leave and her shadow hisses angrily. Then it sees Cambot, opens its mouth to show green goo...

The next time the feed opens, the theatrical deck is trashed, with what looks like the shadow buried under some of the wood that had been neatly piled up on one side of the room. Namine looks a little worse for wear, leaning against the wall as she tries to catch her breath. She looks pale, and there’s already an obvious bruise on her cheek, as well as her arms and legs.]

[Terra sits on his bed. He looks perplexed.]

This is...a little off topic from what's been going on, but I figure we could all use a change of pace anyway.

So, I was wondering what the rules of the internet are? It came up in our experiment this week and Liz and MakubeX would only tell me so much. It sounded like there were a lot of them though. Why is it so complicated? Even being a Keyblade Master doesn't have over 30 rules.