[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.]

There. 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...]

[Off screen a low male voice mutters.] At least it isn't a teenage girl again.

[Cambot floats in and sees a man on the short side wearing a green sweater, orange-yellow scarf and brown slacks. He has teal hair, slightly messy and with sideburns and brown eyes and appears to be studying himself in the mirror. He's frowning and flexing fingers and feeling his mouth and other such odd things.]

Still weird.

[Suddenly he stops and turns slowly towards the camera.]

. . .

Oh.

[Sora's Cambot is currently idling around the nature deck...a deck which is now completely covered in water. Cambot swivels from side to side, but at first, there's no one to be seen.]

[After a moment, Sora suddenly pops up out of the water, shaking his head out. He appears to be wearing scuba gear, at least for now. He looks around, and then spies the Cambot there.]

Hey, guys! I know the deck's full of water, but there's at least a bunch of scuba gear so you can get around here. There's a castle down at the bottom of the deck...it kinda looks like Triton's castle in Atlantica! I wanna swim down and look at it closer.

Kaldur, you around here?

[The screen shows one very large eye looking in. The view rattles for a moment, accompanied by thunking noises – something’s tapping Cambot.]

Hey, is this thing on?

[The view pans back to show a rather tall and skinny man in a lab coat – a pharmacist, perhaps? – staring at Cambot. The screen bobs up and down – yes, he’s on.]

Oh, okay. You know, you should probably have a little blinking red light or something to let people know when you’re on. You’d probably get all sorts of embarrassing videos otherwise.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Now, if anyone is watching, I’m sure you all have the same questions when you show up here in the middle of an evil monologue like I did. Where am I? What is this place? Am I really in space? And now that I’m here too, you’re probably expecting me to have the same questions.

…well, I do, but unlike all of you, I don’t have to worry about it, and this is why!

[The theatrical voice switches on, and with a flourish he pulls a cloth – probably a sheet from the bed – off of what looks to be some sort of ray gun.]

Behold, P- I mean, little camera robot thingy! The SendMeHomeinator! With this, I don’t need to ask all those annoying “I just got here! Oh, please help me!” questions. I just push a button, and the SendMeHomeinator sends me home, so I can finish my other evil monologue and get on with fighting my nemesis already.

So I just push the button [He pushes the ray gun’s big red button – no, not self destruct, the other one – and goes to stand in front of the gun] and stand right here, and poof! I’ll be home!

[He stands there, arms out wide, with a big smile on his face. It takes him a few moments to realize something’s not really right here.]

I already said the whole “poof” thing, you know. You can’t just leave me standing here. It’s really not cool.

[And nothing happens. Finally, he gets fed up and goes to fiddle with the controls, muttering to himself the whole time about how one faulty circuit can ruin his dramatic timing and it how he really should practice these things before getting in front of the camera for real. After a few moments of tinkering, he straightens back up.]

Right. Okay. Now all I have to do is push the button-

[He does so, and the laser fires immediately, hitting the Hang In There poster on the wall. After a brief flash of light, the poster changes. The image now depicts a kitten curled up comfortably in a basket with the words “Home Sweet Home” along the bottom. Guess who’s not pleased.]

What? Oh, no, it’s not supposed to do that! It’s supposed to send me home! It’s in the name and everything! [He heaves a sigh and opens up a panel to start tinkering.] Hang on- give me a minute, I’ll have this fixed right away.

[Yeah, Cambot may not hang around for that.]

[It's Pinkie Pie! She seems in better spirits now, though a quick glance to the side shows that she's put a table in front of the kitchen door. But she's way more concerned with her new toy: A giant.

Shiny.

New.

TAFFY MACHINE.]

Dr. Forrester, thank you SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOOOOO much for this! It's the bestest most awesomely taffylicious Hearth's Warming Present I've ever gotten EVER!

Guys! I know everyone's all saddy-waddy because of the mean black creepy-creeps, but you know what ALWAYS makes EVERYTHING better? [She motions Cammy to come closer, which he does. She then screams into his face:] TAFFY!

I've got saltwater taffy and strawberry taffy and watermelon taffy and all SORTS of kinds! Even taffy taffy! So I want everybody to come on down and get some good old-fashioned taffy therapy! Doctor's orders! Oh, you miiiiiight hafta knock first though!

[Riku is in front of Cambot, looking less-than amused... There is a cut on his chin, a very bad shaving cut fro the look of it. His doppelganger is leaning over his shoulder, saying something. Riku's trying his best to ignore it.]

I'm sure you guys have noticed our new roommates. Does anyone NOT have one? Or is everyone I've seen so far just lucky that w--

[He pauses, then looks over his shoulder at his double.] ...Again, nice try.

Any clue where they came fro-- [He looks back at Cambot, trying to ignore his double when it takes him by the shoulder. Again it says something.]

No... That's not true. [He stands.] I will never, EVER let that happen again. [Riku turns to leave, and the transmission ends.]

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 was just minding its own business, before Wheatley comes whizzing up on his rail, voice pitchy.] YOU! You! Okay, I need you to--to message everyone, that's what you do, everyone's watching this, right? Right now? Okay!

Look, everyone, there's--someone just showed up on this ship, and--just, don't listen to her, okay? Don't listen to a word, she's--she's a liar, and she'll say things about, about things, but they're all lies, every one of them, so just--you know what? Just don't go near her at all. Bad news. Completely terrible idea to be anywhere near her, so, just--don't be closeby. Not sure if proximity makes a difference, but better safe than sorry. You know what would be great to invest in? Gas masks. Fantastic, dunno if they've got them on here, but look into it, is all I'm saying. And--

[He cuts off abruptly, looking off down the rail.]

Oh, for god's sake, are they bringing the whole facility up here, or what?!

[Cambot looks over and, lo and behold, what appears to be a perfect duplicate of Wheatley sits further down the rail, save for a grey-tinted eye. Wheatley does not seem to be surprised, just aggravated.]

Listen mate, don't know which you are, but please just bugger off right now, I'm not in the mood for-- [He stops as the copy shifts, eye contracting.] Wh--hold on a minute... no. No, stop it. Cut it out, I'm being serious here! [Wheatley backs away along the rail] That's not tr-- shut up, will you? St--stop it! Shut up, shutupshutupshutup--

[And Wheatley speeds away down the rail. Cambot remains still and baffled, and the grey-eyed Wheatley casually skims after its copy down the rail. It shoots Cambot the equivalent of a smile before vanishing around the corner that the original went down.]

[Iron Liz, office chair, bookshelf...yup, still hasn't taken off the armor.

Cambot cues the music as she speaks enthusiastically.]

Hail and well met, Satellite denizens! Iron Liz here with some great news!

I'm pretty sure everyone who's been here a while remembers that disastrous Dungeons and Dragons campaign with Tom Servo quite 'fondly'. Well, I feel pretty bad that everybody who was interested had a bad first taste of D&D, so today I'm finally here to make it up to you with this!

[She holds up a thick binder completely packed with paper, half of it starting to fall out. There are cluttered notes scribbled pretty much everywhere.]

"Dungeons and Dragons: Liz and Mina Edition!"

That's right, Minako and I went through a copy of fourth edition that we found in the media library and completely revised it from the ground up. We put all the classes from previous editions back in, and even created a few of our own! [She flips through the notes on character creation. You might notice the words "Sailor Senshi" written at the top of one of the pages, among other things.] The mechanics have been tightened, and best of all, this time I will be taking the throne as your dungeonmaster.

We've been working on this for months, and now that it's finally ready, we may as well take advantage of the setting to playtest it! So if you guys want to give D&D a second chance, or if you newcomers want to try it for the first time, come down to the cafeteria tonight and join us!

[Cambot has found something strange! He flies past the media deck, picking up the sounds of what could be a soap opera given the cheesy music and dialogue. He turns back to see who or what he can make fun of, however when he arrives on the deck he instead finds a small, teal animal lying on the couch. Shouldn't a platypus be on the nature deck?

The platypus looks up and makes a chittering noise, his eyes going in both directions so he's not looking directly at Cambot. Cambot zooms in on the platypus as if testing this. There have been talking ponies and birds and what not, surely the platypus wasn't...just a platypus.

But, nope, Perry just keeps lying there on the couch with his eyes pointing in two different directions. A subtitle pops up on the screen]

"JUST A PLATYPUS!"

[Cambot then spins around to leave, not seeing Perry let out a sigh of relief and getting comfy on the couch to enjoy his soaps. Perry makes a mental note to do something about that camera floating around otherwise he might be in trouble.]

WHAT SORT OF... [Luna flinches as her "traditional Canterlot voice" (or what's left of it here) bounces back at her. Curse the acoustics of this place!]

[She tries again.] What sort of trickery is this? We have done our penance. Nightmare Moon is no more. We have reconciled with our sister. We are loved once more by our subjects! WE DEMAN-... [Ow, the ears. She’ll remember this eventually.]

We demand to know who is responsible for trapping us among the stars once again! [Luna stomps a hoof for emphasis. When there is no immediate answer, she sits down and pouts a little.]

[Maes is looking out a window where the rain is hitting pretty hard. He shakes his head and looks over at Cambot who is broadcasting]

Correct me if I'm wrong here but I thought rain required an atmosphere which doesn't exist in space. How exactly is it raining outside?

[Cambot zooms out to show that Maes is in a pair of pink pajamas with duckies on them and seems to have a mug of hot cocoa as well. Yes, yes he looks comfortable doesn't he. Maes looks down at his PJs and then back at Cambot]

What? They remind me of a pair Elysia gave me for Father's Day once. [sips his cocoa cause he'd rather not get all mopey on a rainy day, that's just too cliche. Time to change the topic]

Anyone up for a pleasant chat and some hot cocoa?

[Very suddenly at about 3:00 PM on Friday, an alarm starts blaring throughout the whole Satellite. Red warning lights at the doors begin flashing along with the very loud alarms.]

[Gypsy shows up on Cambot’s screen, wearing a fireman’s hat. She looks Serious Business...as Serious Business as a robot can look, anyway.]

Okay, everybody! This is a fire drill! Line up right here on the cockpit right away! Then we have to proceed in an orderly fashion! Let’s go, go, go!

[OOC: Your characters can show up here and tag in whatever order they wish as they follow Gypsy in an orderly fashion around...the cockpit. This may peter out quickly as characters fast discover that they aren’t actually going anywhere. If you want, you can even tag in a continuous chain behind Gypsy with just one tag per character, passing on your conversation down the line.]

Heeeey, big congrats to those feisty Red Jaguars for winning the Legends game! That was a pretty epic finish there. Everyone here played much nicer than these bots usually do! Well...almost everyone, anyway!

Also, it looks like Halloween is coming up here soon! Since we've got a whole lot more people here than normal, perhaps we can organize a bit of trick-or-treating. What do you say?

[Maes is out of his military uniform, now wearing a simple black shirt and some pants. Although you can probably see the military jacket hanging up in the background. He's leaning back in a chair at his desk, looking thoughtful. Of course, he has the Cambot on so does he have a reason for posting. Finally he sits forward, letting the chair legs hit the floor again. He waves.]

Greetings everyone! Just wanted to check in and see how you all were doing. Now that I'm settled in I've had the chance to think a little more about our situation. I can't say that I know anything about it, but I figure we need to start looking for answers at some point. The best way to start that is by collecting data. Any information you can give me will be helpful. After all, I get the feeling that a lot of you have been here for awhile before I got here.

[Scratches his chin] Actually, that might not be a bad place to start. So how long have you been here? When did all of this start happening? And what were you doing before you got here? [pauses to consider] Hmm, when you're from might be a good question too. Since apparently I'm the only one from 1914.

[Looks up] And don't worry! If you don't want to broadcast this information I've already sent Cambot around with a paper version of the survey you can fill out anonymously! You should find it under your door.

[[ooc: Make sure to note whether or not the person if filling out the paper version or not so I know if Maes needs to respond. Paper Version looks like this:
Length Of Time Here:
What You Were Doing Prior to Arrival:
What Time Period are you From: ]]

[Cambot has come upon a little girl huddled in the corner of one of the dorm decks. She doesn't seem to have noticed Cambot, and looks quite scared and confused. She also has green hair and pointy ears. That's kind of weird.

There's also a little glowing ball of light with wings flying around her head, darting back and forth around the deck. The girl watches it.]

You don't know where we are either?

[The ball of light flies down to hover just next to her. She frowns, hugging her knees a little tighter and shivering a little.]

Awww man, I'm sad that we lost the Legends games thing...I didn't think we'd have to do a quiz sort of game. Those aren't as fun for me. But I can't wait to see who wins!

[He nods towards his open closet, where his normal clothes have now returned.] At least we get out clothes back. And we get to keep the special shirts. Plus, our team got these really cool shoes!

[He examines the glow-in-the-dark shoes closer, and then frowns.]

...I don't think these are gonna fit me...

[ooc: Takes place right after Log Post, so if you want to do action stuff go there]

[Blink blink. The cambot is close up on someone's face and is eventually held out at arm's reach as Maes stares at it with a look of confusion] What is this thing? I've never seen anything like it before...is it like a camera then? [He taps the lens] It does have a lens, but it doesn't seem to have any way of releasing the photograph or anything.

[He releases the cambot, letting it float away and up. Cambot continues to record him. Maes smiles slightly] Right. So, I expect a few answers about this place. I didn't think Heaven would be so...weird looking. [Frown as he remembers something, he shakes it off] It'd be great if you could just answer a few questions and help a guy out. I'm Maes Hughes by the way and I have to say this place certainly looks interesting.

[Iron Liz. Office chair. ....green shirt. Not happy.]

Anybody care to explain why I woke up today wearing this?

((OOC: Putting it in the RIGHT COMMUNITY NOW. Sorry about that guys; friends don't let friends RP after just waking up >>))