[Gypsy comes onscreen, looking a little annoyed. She’s currently wearing an eyepatch over her single eye...seems like it’d be kind of hard to see with that.]

Um, hey guys, I dunno if it’s because of all the pirate stuff this week, or if someone used it last that set it to the wrong time, but the time machine is completely broken right now. The top of it got blown up. It’s gonna take me a really long time to fix this thing, so um, be patient, okay?

So did any of you blow up the time machine? On accident or something?

[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.

[Cambot's just happily wandering along, humming a snippet of song to identify who it probably belongs to. In fact...oh, there he is! The robot zips merrily to Harvey's side, dropping down to nudge him in the ribs. What're you doing sleeping in the middle of the hall?

Panning up past the wand clutched in his hand and the bright Gryffindor scarf, it stops at his face. Normally people don't sleep with their faces frozen in shock...right? Cam beeps hesitantly, hovering forward to poke him in the cheek. Nothing. The robot whines and settles down to the ground, trying to burrow into Harvey's robes.]

...oh, my god.

[Cambot jerks upward. There's a pearly-white, faintly transparent Harvey floating a few inches off the ground, looking between his body and the empty corridor beyond in horror. Noticing Cam's broadcasting, he slowly raises an arm to point off down the hall.] How in the hell did a goddamn basilisk even -

[Whatever he was saying is lost in a sudden haze of static as Cambot flings itself right through him, wailing.]

[Cambot shows us Roxas just stepping out of his room and fidgeting a little with the strange clothes that have appeared for the week. Particularly, he's messing with the scarf, which is black and yellow. He's also grumbling under his breath.]

What else is going on this week?

[Then he looks around and notices Cambot. Normally, he would be a bit annoyed to know he was being filmed without his knowledge or consent, but this time he brightens at the sight of the little robot.]

Perfect timing.

[]

Okay, so... you guys from home. You know where I mean and you know who you are. There's been a little chatter lately about how we ought to sit down and compare notes about what's been happening back home. We should. My question is when and where should we do it. Suggestions?

[There's a pause and he seems to be debating something. When he speaks up again, his tone suggests he suspects a relation, but he's not sure.]

And this is on a different topic, but has anyone else found their room looking like someone went through their stuff?

[From sparkles galore to something out of an RPG? This is crazy! At the moment, though, Sasami's busy fiddling with her odd outfit, adjusting the hood of it as she does.]

This is so weird... it's like I'm out of a video game! [She giggles a bit.] And it looks like a lot of others are, too... can't be too bad, right?

[Cambot slowly zooms towards Sasami.]

Wh-what? I-I'm not going to do anything like the last time! I promise!

[Lea comes out from his room, the cambot following him. Then stops in front of him, to give a full scale of what he's wearing. It looks like some kind of Mickey Mouse Club Boy Scout uniform, good thing his scarf is still on him. Still he DOES NOT look pleased. He's folding arms in a pout as he looked at the cambot.]

... I feel like my mom dressed me....

[Luna's on the media deck, going around and admiring the less-than-charming sculptures.]

Oh, this is quite the pleasant surprise! Such lovely decor!

[She stands in front of a gargoyle, inspecting it carefully.] We would very much like something like this in our room!

[Isa is currently sitting in his room, arms crossed and frowning at his cambot. He hesitates a moment before speaking]

Has anyone seen Lexeaus lately?

[Cambot is panning over the farm area of the nature deck. The entire field is now plowed and even sowed, it looks like! It must have been fairly recent since nothing seems to be sprouting yet. At the edge of the field, Big Macintosh is standing, a watering can in his mouth, watering a plot.

He sets the can aside and sits down, staring at the mound of dirt where the seeds he just watered are. He shifts to get comfortable, prodding it gently with a hoof, then sets his head on his forelegs, still staring at the seeds. He looks a little disappointed...maybe he's not used to it taking this long?]

[The feed opens up on the Theatre Deck, where Cambot spies Xion and Namine. It looks like they’ve been messing around with the costumes--Nami’s found a standard cowgirl costume, with the vest and skirt over her usual white dress. Xion’s outfit might remind some SoL residents of a familiar character.

At the moment, though, they’re trying on hats. Xion has one a more traditional cowboy hat, while Namine’s holding up a red one the same shade as the red stitching in Xion’s costume.]

I think this is supposed to go with that one.

Really? Let’s switch, then. [Trades.]

[Anybody care to join the costume party?]

Everyone! I have some good news!

[The Cambot pulls back from Twilight's face to show off the room she happens to be standing in - predictably, the media deck. But there's something different about it now...]

Now that we aren't all those creatures anymore, I've finally managed to finish reorganizing the library! The books we acquired with the time machine are separated from the... stories that were here earlier, and I boxed up the more ridiculous ones of those as well. Cambot, if you'll follow me, please.

[Cambot pans around to show the library, and while the layout isn't different, there are obviously several new books in several of the cases. Authors such as Plato and Jane Austin and Stephen King can be seen. There's even a little pony-bed tucked in the corner of that section of the room (yes, she's sleeping there now, was there any question?) that you can see if you crane your head sharply enough.]

This first part here is for the new literature. Everything is arranged alphabetically by author, and within each author is organized alphabetically by title. Now that we know the machine works reliably, I believe it would be reasonable to start a request list. When it gets to a certain size, we can send a group to acquire those books and add them to the collection here. We'll have to make sure not to overlap times, but I'll be making a calendar to keep all of our trips straight so we don't lose anyone. Just remember, the books have to be before the year it is here, so nothing from after 1995! Now, for the next set...

[It goes against every bone in Twi's body to destroy a written work, no matter how bad it is, but she can get rid of it in another way. Other shelves... other shelves have had their edges painted yellow, with black stripes on top, like caution tape. Crates with "DANGER" written across them in red are stacked next to those against one of the blank walls.]

Now, this is the set of works that was here when we came. The ones still on the shelves are the ones that aren't... quite as bad, while the ones in the crates are the ones that are horrific. I didn't want to get rid of them, but we can do our best to make sure no one stumbles across them by accident. And here's our centerpiece!

[A book stand is set up in the center of the room, at a good height for a pony but perhaps a bit low for a human, with two books atop it. Twilight stops next to it, looking very satisfied with herself, raising a hoof to rest on one of the covers.]

Theo and Dan are here to help you with anything you need!

[ Cambot focuses in on a blond, fluffy little thing curled up on Roxas's bed. After a few moments, the fluffball yawns, stretches and shakes out its coat. In doing so, it shows us that, oh look, it -is- Roxas, as its wearing his wristband. He looks up at Cambot as soon as he notices he isn't alone.]

How long have you been there?

[Oh look, it's another one of those big black birds, standing in the middle of the rec deck. At least Harvey got to keep his hat...kinda? Cambot's playing some music initially, but quiets down as Harvey gives it a pointed glance.]

Alright, everyone. Seein' as we're gonna be like this for a little while, I figure we'd better get a few things cleared up here. First off, these things? They're called Pokemon. There's a bunch of different kinds - I'm a Honchkrow, myself - but we're all pretty much the same species or somethin'. Don't ask me how it works. And yeah, some of you are more weird-lookin' than others, but as far as I've seen you're all more-or-less normal, psychic starfish included. So don't worry about it.

Also, as I'm sure some of you noticed... [He raises a wing, which glows with a dark purple-black aura for a moment, before slashing out with it at a nearby punching bag. The energy leaves a neat gouge in the fabric.] ...they ain't exactly your normal animals. Most have some kinda elemental power - that was a Dark-type attack just now. They work mostly how you'd expect: water hurts fire, fire hurts grass, yadda yadda yadda. They can get pretty damn strong, so be careful when you're messin' around. Don't go hittin' anyone with a stray Hyper Beam.

So, any questions? I oughta be able to tell you what you are, if you're curious. They're normally used for battlin' each other, too, so if you wanna test out your moves.... [Is that what a bird calls a smile?] ...I'll be here.

[...aaaaaaaand signing off with more theme song. This is totally the best week ever.]

[Mike appears onscreen, and waves nervously at the Cambot. He looks like a kid who just got scolded for tracking mud in the house.]

Uhh...hey, everyone. Mike here. Been kind of a weird week, right? What with the aliens and the trees and the ghosts and all of that.

Well, that may’ve been because I was sorta-kinda trying to help clean the pool at the start of the week, but I don’t think it was actually the pool water, but the drinking water... [He coughs.] And I think maybe I accidentally -accidentally mind you- mixed up the chlorine with the chloral hydrate and that kinda got into the water...so...

Yeah. Um. Sorry?

Huh. And here I thought we couldn't have a bigger twist than 90's Kid getting married.

Hey, uh... guys?

[It's Ven on the Cambot, looking a little... disturbed, shall we say.]

Anyone who can see the... the ghosts, I guess... [He pauses, looks to the side, then back at Cambot.] Are any of them saying they know you?

[Cam adjusts his camera so he's focusing on the... is that a little girl? It is, and she's standing next to Ven, staring up at him with big eyes the same color as his. Her hair is different, a light brown, almost sandy and pulled back in a short ponytail, but there's a similarity to their facial structures that probably isn't coincidence.]

[She's also covered in gashes that shine red, mostly over her arms and chest. And she just keeps watching Ven.]

Hiya, everyone!

[Pinkie has a friend with her for this announcement, for those who can also see the dead. This ghost is a pony, surprisingly similar to Pinkie in appearance.]

We have a REAL problem here! See, we've got all these new people and ponies - well, just people and Chancellor Puddinghead here so far. Say hi, Chancellor! [The Chancellor waves happily at the screen.] And they're all ghosties! I can't give welcome cupcakes to GHOSTIES! I mean, they don't even eat! I guess maybe they could go all WOOOOOOO and possess the cupcake or something, but Chancellor Puddinghead says baked goods don't make very good mortal shells. Which is funny, because some of them have reeeeeally good chocolate shells!

So then I said to myself, "Pinkie, how can we welcome the new ghosties without cupcakes?" And then it hit me! A PARTY!

So let's all get together in the cafeteria tonight and welcome all our new friends! I just know they'll LOVE it! It'll be the very first Ghost Party I've ever - [She pauses, glancing up and past the camera.] - what's that? A Ghostie GALA? Ohmygosh, that's a totally terrifically AWESOME name! Thanks, Mr. Disney!

[Cambot is making his rounds around the halls when he spots Sora heading to the deck bathroom, a towel and toothbrush in hand. He doesn't seem to notice Cambot at first, or if he does, doesn't much care. However, once he reaches the door, he suddenly starts and turns around as if having just spotted something. Sora looks confused as he follows some invisible figure away from him, back down the hall.]

Wha--?

[He looks back at Cambot before turning back in the direction the apparent...something went.]

Who was that guy?

 I really should have expected something like this to happen. 

[The voice that's speaking is a deep, adult one. One that some people should find unsettlingly familiar. The person the voice belongs to probably looks unsettlingly familiar too.]

I mean, compared with the pony thing, this is practically mundane.

[He pauses and sighs, annoyed]

So is it just affecting me, or did this happen to everyone else?