[Wheatley's tone is even and unexcited. It sounds weird on him. He also remains uncharacteristically still as he speaks to Cam.]

Right. There are fifty-three unique residents upon the Satellite of Love. Thirty-six are human or humanoid; thirty-six out of fifty-three is sixty-seven point nine percent.  Thirteen are animal or animalistic. Thirteen out of fifty-three is twenty-four point five percent. Four unique residents are robots. Four out of fifty-three is seven point five percent.

Plants are not individuals so they cannot be accounted for. Plants do not belong in space. Plants become jealous when left out of a population census. Plants do not have faces so they cannot be trusted.

Sixty-seven point nine plus twenty-four point five plus seven point five is ninety-nine point nine. We are missing point one percent of our populace. Plants are thinning our numbers to exact revenge for being ignored.

[And that, apparently, is all there is to say in the matter.]

[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?

[Say hello to Liz's tail, everyone. Cambot is following behind her as she's walking down the hallway, seemingly in a huff. Something seems off about her...not just the bad mood radiating off of her, but it's almost like her pony self was drawn with a duller color pallet. Cambot picks up some speed, now hovering right by her side. After a second she notices him, turning and snorting agitatedly.]

Get out of my face.

[Cambot falls back, as if by surprise. Normally this would be the point where he leaves, but he continues to follow from behind again. She's in such a bad mood, he's worried! Would some music make her feel better?]

I said beat it!

[And WHAM, that's a hind hoof right in the lens, and static.]

[Up in the cockpit, there’s a sudden flash of lightning and a burst of pink smoke...and out of the smoke emerges a strange, haphazard creature. It looks to be part pony, part lion, part dragon and part deer...and all smug smiles.]

Hell-O, everypony! Although, I suppose here, not everypony is even a pony, hmm? Now isn’t that fascinating...

I suppose I should introduce myself...I’m Discord, lord of chaos! I just happened to be passing by this part of the cosmos, when I couldn’t help noticing all this splendid chaos you have going on up here! I just had to come along and contribute what little I could.

Who’s causing all this bee-you-tiful disharmony, you may ask? Well, it’s not me, and it’s not Joe! I wonder who...or what...it could possibly be!


[As soon as Discord shows up, even more chaos spreads around the SOL...it starts raining chocolate milk on the nature deck, the food synthesizer only puts out unpopped popcorn and anchovies, and the media deck is now entirely upside-down. This chaos will continue to escalate, even affecting characters’ personalities for the worse, unless your characters find a way to stop Discord!]

[ANOTHER shade fight? This time Cambot's watching from a safe distance as Iron Liz and her shadow swordfight on the weapons deck. It looks like the fight isn't going as well though; Liz is still sporting the injuries she sustained dealing with Minako's shade, but it looks like this one roughed her up quite a bit too. And damn if that's not a scary-looking sword it's using, either.

As it stands, Liz is pinned against the wall, barely holding off the shade's sword with her own. The shade is looming over her, way too close to her face, whispering. Whatever it's saying is clearly affecting Liz as her face darkens, until finally she can't take it anymore, snarling through her teeth.]

Shut. Up.

[With that she harshly boots the shade in the knee, to which there is a sickening crack as it falls forward. This gives Liz the chance to drive both swords down on her shade, who poofs into dust, the Frostmourne replica falling to the floor.

Slowly Liz eases back against the wall, dropping her weapons and catching her breath, and Cambot dares to get closer. She looks worse for the wear and seems to even be visibly shaking, and she doesn't even acknowledge Cambot, running her hands through her hair.]

[For the most part, Sasami had been lucky. Unlike the others, she hadn't encountered her shade. Maybe she was lucky - maybe with her showing up so late, one wouldn't show up! That wouldn't be the case as she was walking down the hall, she stopped in surprise. Her Cambot pans up to show a complete duplicate of Sasami in front of them, though with a few differences - the shading, the evil and utterly opposite look on her face and the fact that she's holding on to a mop.]

Y... you're me! [the shade nods and speaks. Smart girl] What do you want? L-Leave me alone! [the shade shakes her head.] What do you want?!

[The shade speaks some more, tapping the mop handle with her hand. Cambot moves and pans so that it can show the two Samis. The look on the real one is one of horror.]

No... no, they wouldn't! [the shade chuckles and continues speaking.] I don't care if they're not like Tenchi or Ayeka! They haven't turned me away and they never will! [The shade grins as it lungs at Sasami, knocking her down. Cambot hovers back in panic] H-Hey! Stop! Leave me al-- HEY! Not my hair! Stop it! Please!

[And the shade hops up and lifts Sasami up as well, forcing her to look at Cambot, showing her pigtails undone and replaced with twin tails resembling someone familiar. As Sasami looks away, hurt, the shade tells Cambot something before subtitles appear.]

How can you trust someone when she isn't truthful about her identity?

((OOC: Links include nsfw language.))

[MakubeX stands in front of two rather large posters, wearing a pair of glasses and a lab coat and carrying a pointer stick.] Attention, those curious about the elusive Rules of the Internet. Here... [He taps the first poster with the pointer] is a complete list. However, there are variations as seen here. [He taps the other poster.] Due to the ever-changing nature of the internet, the rules are also ever-changing. Why is this?I direct your attention to Rule 71 on poster number two.

Now, if you have any questions, feel free to consult myself or Professor Liz.

[Anyone who's seen Liz around this week will notice she's in the highest spirits she's been in for a while. She smirks at Cambot as she begins.]

Black Metal Shirt reporting in: Mission accomplished.

Nothing like a good night of bad literature and innuendo to get your mind off of creepy doppelgangers for a night, am I right? Of course, I couldn't have done it without my partners in crime. Giant Brown Pants, ...MakubeX, you guys were great. [A salute to them!]

[She then scoots forward in her chair slightly, motioning for Cambot to come closer.] Hey Frank, pass this message on to Clay next time you see him, kay?

"Finally had the balls to sign me up, did ya? Even you have to admit I did good out there. Honestly, Eye of Argon is a piece of cake. If you really wanna break me, you'll have to try a lot harder than that. [She bursts into evil laughter, Cambot supplying a thunder and lightning effect.]

[Then she abruptly cuts off the laugh and holds up an impressively intact copy of the Warhammer Fantasy RPG.] Oh, and thank you for the book! I'll be sure to slip it into my next game night."

[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.

[GLaDOS is in the kitchen, with an array of ingredients around her. She focuses on Cambot, making sure that he's watching before she speaks.]

In the interests of fostering goodwill and facilitating this week's experiment, I will now demonstrate how to create a dessert suitable to a tavern environment. Please follow along as well as you are able.

[GLaDOS twists towards the counter. How is she moving things without her hands? You'll just have to think about that some other time, because the lady is talking.]

Take 1 cup of honey, a quarter of a teaspoon powdered ginger, an eighth of a teaspoon ground cloves, an eighth of a teaspoon cinnamon, an eighth of a teaspoon ground licorice and one and three quarters of a cup of dry bread crumbs and one tablespoon anise seeds. Heat honey in a double boiler and add all spices except anise seeds and bring to the proper blend. Subsequently add bread crumbs and mix well, then cover and cook on medium heat for fifteen minutes. When you are done, the mixture should be thick and moist. Place the...

[GLaDOS's double appears behind her, bending down to the counter, and the double boiler tumbles over, knocking over a measuring cup full of bread crumbs and sending them everywhere. GLaDOS whips around and her double abruptly falls off the rail into what looks like an oversize cauldron.]

Place the cauldron of overheated caramel so that your double falls into it. Because of improper heating, the sugar will crystallize, destroying their processor and quickly bringing about their unfortunate and much regretted death.

Place the gingerbread on a large sheet of waxed paper and then fold the sides of the paper up and mold the dough into small rectangular loaf shape. Sprinkle the anise over the top and press them gently into the dough with the side of a knife. Cover and chill for two hours. Serve at room temperature in thin slices. You have now created Elizabethan Era gingerbread. Congratulations [insert name here.] Feel free to add toppings, such as alligator pepper, trumpet of death, and gingerbread shaped sediment.

[Cambot focuses on what appears to be a slice of gingerbread without any of the added toppings.]

Crow is currently hanging around Deck Two, a sandwich in one hand and a tattoo magazine in the other. Cambot watches him as an all-black and gray Crow slowly sneaks up behind him, and seems to whisper something.]

Haha, that's a cute one...

[At first, Crow is too engrossed in the magazine. Then, he notices the spectre, and glances over at it.]

Oh, hello! I'll be with you in a minute, just--

[And then he does a double take, and realizes what this thing actually is.]

OH NO! NOT TIMMY! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

[And with that, Crow drops the sandwich and runs off to his room as fast as his skinny little robot legs can carry him. Cambot follows him up until the he runs into his room and slams the door behind him. Crow's dark spectre follows him slowly, until ducking down just out of the camera's view...]

[Cambot comes into a room and a figure is lying sprawled on a bed. Closer inspection reveals messy brown hair in Terra's usual style. Terra groans and sits up]

Wha?

[He blinks sleepily several times and sits up, rubbing at his face]

What happened to the lights? Is the party over?

[He goes to stand and the sheets shift slightly, in fact, it's just enough to reveal that Terra is not wearing any pants...again. Cambot makes an Alert Noise and Terra blinks up at Cambot]

Cambot what? [Terra looks down] Oh...uhm...hold on a sec I'll just...wait a minute this isn't my bed. [The sheets are blue, for one, and he usually keeps striped sheets. His eyes widen because he recognizes this room. Cambot pans around to show several books stacked near the bed and some very familiar dresses hanging in the closet. Dresses a certain blue-haired keyblade Master wore for special occasions]

Oh no. Uhm...Aqua I didn't...that is...I'mgoingtoborrowtheseokay? [He wraps the sheet around his waist and takes off out of the room that was clearly Aqua's and he is now very much in a panic...without pants. Cambot may or may not have gotten a brief shot of a butt cheek before Terra rounded a corner. It was honestly too quick to tell.]

[Cambot is doing a panorama of the pool. It's the day after the big Christmas party and things apparently got a little crazy in here. Not only is Under The Sea playing on repeat from a nearby stereo, but there appear to be several bottles of Old Spice Body Soap scattered around and near the edge of the pool. In the pool itself are HUNDREDS of pool noodles and other flotation devices.

Cambot follows this trail and pauses when suddenly a figure bursts from under water. It's Kaldur! He is apparently shirtless and very dazed. He treads water in the pool for a few minutes before looking up at Cambot, he doesn't seem to realize that he has a pair of floaties on his arms with duckies on them.]

Did I sleep in the pool last night? What...happened? [Notices the floaties on his arms now] Where did I get these? I am...very troubled. What exactly occurred last night? I recall having some punch with Sora and then the rest is...rather blurry actually.

[Not that long after the fire breaks out on the SOL, the Mads decide to give the Satellite a call. Dr. F appears on the screen, looking highly amused.]

Ahhhh, nothing smells quite like Christmas spirit like seeing space nuts roasting on an open fire!

What's the matter, yule log get out of hand? I do hope you try it again soon!

[And here's Minako! It's been awhile since anyone's seen her, but she is alive, drinking beer and eating a giant pile of turkey legs, right at this moment. And she is dressed up in, well, this. On...Linkara's futon couch.]

Mmmph. mm...hmm?

[Mid-bite she looks over and sees Cambot looking at her. She responds by staring with wide deer-in-headlight eyes.]

Mmmph!! Ulg...Cambot you're early--

[And all of the food and booze is unceremoniously shoved off-screen, resulting in many, many crashing things - glass, wood, pewter, and so on. Or its just Cambot playing crashing sound effects to heighten the goofiness.

Well, in any case, Minako gives the camera a weary eye before clearing her throat. And then she smiles as Cambot fires up the unseen teleprompter. It was showtime.]

( WHERE BAD COMICS BURRRRRN )

[Terra is enjoying a meal in the cafeteria. It looks like a DELICIOUS CHEESEBURGER. Yes, Terra is just going to enjoy his lunch with Cambot here since, well, apparently Cambot is bored. It looks good doesn't it? Terra takes a bite and at first he seems pleased but then a strange look crosses his face as he chews.]

That's weird...what is that.

[He swallows and looks at the burger. His eyes widen and his face pales at what he sees before turning a slight greenish color. He drops the burger and immediately starts coughing because OH GOD HE JUST SWALLOWED THAT.]

That's disgusting! Who put those in there!

[Cambot zooms in on the burger to find that it seems to be wiggling inside...with WORMS. Things are quite for a few minutes with Terra making gagging sounds and then Cambot starts playing this little tune. Terra covers his mouth and glares up at Cambot, his tone immediately changes.]

That is not EVEN funny, robot.

[Cambot is floating at Terra's back while Terra seems to be hunched over working on something.]

Hold on just a minute...I need to put on the finishing touches.

[He works for a few more minutes, Cambot patiently waiting and, surprisingly, not peaking. Maybe Terra worked something out with the robot? Regardless finally Terra turns around, holding something behind his back. He now addresses Cambot/anyone watching]

It's been a few weeks since some of us got here and during that time I have been working on something I think some of you will like. I've made one of these before and it helped with my training. I knew it would take some time, but I finally finished it up today. See?

[He pulls from behind his back a wooden weapon, but not just any wooden weapon: a wooden keyblade that even has his name carved into it. He swings it once to get a feel for it, Cambot zooming out with the action.]

I thought that just because we might be stuck here doesn't mean we should let our skills slacken. So, I guess if anyone is interested, I was going to start having sparring sessions in the Recreation Deck....once the Temple Games are over anyway and we can access it again.

[Rests the keyblade on his shoulder] I was thinking of trying it out with that foam stuff next...I'm just not sure how to keep it from falling apart since the foam bats are usually not as sturdy or easy to carve.

[Sora shows up on the screen, wearing a Purple Parrots T-shirt. He looks quite confused.]

So, uh...this note I got says I'm supposed to be finding someone else with the same shirt...does anyone here have a purple shirt?

Also, where'd my normal clothes go?