[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?

[Sora is looking over the changes for this week...huh, it looks like he's in black and white. He shakes his arm, and it wobbles like a rubber hose.]

Hey...this is kinda familiar!

Did we go back in time this week, and without the time machine? Except the rest of the Satellite looks about normal...either way, it's kinda weird!

[Riku's trying to hide his face with an ice pack. Cambot isn't helping.]

Hey. Could someone help me find some aloe on the nature deck? ...It might be a few days before the swelling goes down.

[Cambot manages a good shot, albeit amongst its typical static. Wow, he's got some first and second degree burns across his eyes. Clearly he can see, but still, that's gotta hurt.]

[Cambot comes across Ammy with a simple red and gold scarf tied around her neck. She's just laying down in her room, looking forlorn. When Cambot finds her, she briefly looks up at him, but doesn't seem all that interested.]

[Perry's missing. She's gone and looked, sniffing all over, but after having similar things happen to Chibi and Shepard, it doesn't take much guessing to realize what's happened to him. One of her good long-time friends is gone, and that's enough to leave Ammy feeling really down. She just sighs at Cambot...saying goodbye is never easy.]

[The feed opens up to show a Namine who’s back to being human. It looks like she’s on the cafeteria deck and has she...yes she has apparently covered one of its walls with what looks like the biggest piece of canvas ever. One of the nearby tables is piled with paper and crayons, colored pencils, pastels, regular pencils--anything that could be used to draw. A clay gargoyle statue sits off to the side, as if guarding it all.]

She starts to speak, though no sound comes out, and Cambot displays closed-captioning style subtitles.]

So, I’ve been putting up some pictures on the theatre deck and in my room, but I thought it would be nice to have something where everyone would see it. There’s this big wall in the cafeteria, which might be good for putting up a lot of little pictures or one big one...

[She fidgets a little, as if feeling awkward about how her suggestion will be received.]

I thought...If everyone wanted, I could paint a big picture showing all the worlds we’re from. With all of us there, and...maybe some of the people we’re missing.

We can’t talk, so describing things might be difficult, but if we can make some sketches to give me an idea, I’m sure I can manage it.

[She moves over to the gargoyle and puts a hand on it.]

Oh, and Princess Luna? I finished it.

[Iron Liz. Fancy dress. Serious business.]

Listen up, guys.

You all heard what Gypsy said; there's a big iceburg out there and we're heading right for it. I dunno how much time we have, but I've got a plan.

I've heard something about trying to tip the satellite over, but that sounds too risky. But Gypsy says there are a dozen or so subpods down in the launch deck, and they're armed. It's not much, but I think if we can focus the fire from all of them on the burg, we can knock it out of our orbit.

So I need eleven other people up there with me. Who here can drive?

[Hey look at this thing sitting by the pond in the nature deck!]

Mister Finevoice said we turned into...Pokemon?

What kind am I?

[She looks like she's having a little trouble walking on such stubby little legs, too.]

 [See Isa. See Isa be annoyed.]

Lea's acting funny.

[Cambot was in Phineas's room or what HAD been Phineas's room. A platypus lies curled up on the bed and at first it looks like he's sleeping. Cambot zooms in closer and notices that the platypus seems to have...tears?

Can platypi even cry?

The platypus gives a sniff gets up and turns around, putting its back to Cambot and curling back up on the bed.

He'd been without the Flynn-Fletcher family up here for awhile but at least Phineas had always been here and now he was...gone. Perry was sure of it because he'd gone to look for the boy at about 3 in the morning and hadn't slept since.

What was he supposed to do without Phineas? He had ALWAYS been with Phineas.]

[Gypsy comes on camera...she looks a little concerned, or at least as concerned as a one-eyed robot can look.]

Umm. Hello, guys? It looks like someone messed with some stuff on the time machine and now it’s working again.

Just be real careful around it, okay? The time machine can be real tricky. There’s no telling what’ll happen with that thing!

Okay, just wanted to let you kids know. Stay safe!

[Cambot floats towards the bathroom at the end of the hall. Text scrolls across the screen in neon green.]

Terra had the lowest score for Laser Tag.

He is about to get his "reward"

[Cambot floats down towards the shower stalls. Terra is just stepping in, his clothes folded neatly on the bench and the water already running. It's steamy and after all this 80s dancing, Terra could probably really use a shower. The stalls are designed so that the majority of the body cannot be seen, but one is able to make out the top of Terra's head and, of course, the shower spraying water.

That's not what he's about to get.

As soon as he steps under the spray the water turns green and goopy. Instead of a spray it's like a deluge of green liquidy substance...slime comes to mind. Green slime like from some children's tv show or from a certain ghost]

AUGH! WHAT! AHHH IT'S COLD JEEZE!

[Terra flails and falls backwards out of the shower, ripping the curtain down with him, slime oozing everywhere. It's all in his hair and on his face. He wipes it out of his eyes and stares up at Cambot. Cambot does a pan down, showing Terra's bare chest and the fact that he is conveniently covered by the shower curtain (Sorry ladies).]

WHY ARE YOU BROADCASTING THIS?

[He looks at his hand]

What the heck IS this stuff? Ugh.

[A bunch of static comes over the screen and it's apparent Riku's Cambot ran into the wall based on image location.]

You okay, there, Cam?

[Cambot looks over to Riku, who's changing clothes. Behind him is a wall of what looks like hand-drawn pictures. Most of his normal clothing seemed to have run away this week. As he pulls the bandages around his torso tight, one can see that though slightly leaner, his build is very reminiscent of someone else's. At least he doesn't really seem to be pained too much while adjusting them anymore. He grabs his shirt from the back of his chair and a bright blue vest. He looks very much like a teenager of the period. As he puts on the puffy vest, he pauses, looking right at Cambot.]

Wait, are you recording again? [When Cambot pans up and down a little, Riku runs his hand over his face.] Tell me I had my pants on... [At least he did.]

[As cambot floats down the hall he starts to hear music. It's a pretty familiar tune to some and seems to be coming from the media deck. He follows the source and comes upon a scene straight out of an MTV music video.

Terra's pants are now baggier than before (somehow) and a bright yellow, also his shirt is a black and yellow color that matched and that was also baggy. He had a video playing on the televsion and seemed to be following the moves of it.

He was actually not that bad...and seemed to also be singing the words. Just how many times had Terra watched this video?

And the best part?]

Stop.

Terra time.

[And then he continued to dance without realizing Cambot was recording it all for the glory of future laughs.]

 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?

So...I can talk to other people this way, right?

[The video feed shakes up and down as Cambot nods.]

Really? Great!

...Wait, there are other people around, aren't there? Because crash landing in a space station ghost town wouldn't surprise me one bit.

[The screen shows...a blank patch of wall for a second or two.]

Really. Really. Are we going to have to do this every time? I mean, I really thought you'd have this whole "show what you're recording" thing down by now, since, you know, you're a camera and all.

[The screen pans over to show Doof, who is looking a little less than impressed.]

There we go. Finally.

Aaaaaaanyway. I know I haven't been around for a while, but when that whole pony thing happened, it really threw off my plans. You ever try to build anything without thumbs? Much harder than it looks. So then I decided to build a DePonyinator, so I could, you know, not be a pony anymore. Of course, then I ran into that whole building-without-thumbs problem again, but I decided to try it anyway. Three bottles of mouthwash later and my mouth still tastes like screwdriver. Three whole bottles!

Well, the DePonyinator never actually got finished because I randomly stopped being a pony, so I decided to modify it. BEHOLD, SATELLITE OF LOVE!

[...and nothing happens. Doof frowns.]

Seriously. We practiced this. I say BEHOLD, SATELLITE OF LOVE! all dramatic-like, and you pan to the left to show off my latest Inator. Got it?

[The feed pans up and down - Cambot is nodding.]

Good. Okay, let's try that again. [He clears his throat.] BEHOLD, SATELLITE OF LOVE!

[Cambot pans obligingly to the left, showing off what looks like a very big ray gun.]

The TagWithActualLasersinator! See, I saw everyone playing with with the wimpy little laser guns, and I thought I'd make one of my own, except with actual lasers! It's in the name and everything. With this, I can be on my own team and not have to worry about getting picked last or any of those other crippling adolescent fears. All I have to do is just charge it up, like so... [He flips a switch and several lights on the Inator blink on.] ...and it will produce a laser beam powerful enough to punch through any solid object. I can win without even playing! And even better, I can use it to RULE THE TRI-STATE- I mean, THE SATELLITE OF LOVE!

...yes, I know it's against the rules and everything, sure, but- screw the rules, I have science! [He grins and steeples his fingers. Why yes, he has just secured his place as Most Evil Person On The Satellite. Take that, Evil-Sora-Clone-Person!] So! Who wants to play?