[A VERY disgruntled blue eagle comes onto the screen. He looks like he has endured all manner of terrible things. He clears his throat before speaking.]

AHEM. Hello, people on this satellite. In my brief time here, it has come to my attention that there are many, many things wrong with this place!

Item one: there are many here wearing highly inappropirate clothing!

Item two: there are at least three people here with blue hair. Blue. Hair.

Item three: Some robots made fun of me the moment they spotted me. And they did not look like productive robots at all.

Item four: The machine in the cafeteria shot out eggs at my face. This is quite unsafe!

Item five: There are several people here whose hair could poke someone's eye out! That is very unsafe!

Item six: There is a tiger roaming around the decks, with no animal trainer in sight! This is incredibly unsafe!

Item seven: There is a bright pink pony bouncing around and tying balloons to things! That is the most unsafe of all!

Item eight: I suddenly appeared on this ship with no clue how it happened, and I need to be home instead!

All of these grievances must be addressed at once!

[The feed opens to a young kid - he can’t be much more than about 12 - engaged in what can only be called a staring contest with Cambot. And judging by the music (currently the Jeopardy theme) it seems that he’s been at this for a while. Worse still, the music doesn’t seem to be swaying the kid in the least, and thus the view continues on, as the Cambot’s attempts get steadily more and more ridiculous.

...Yeah, this is probably going to go on for a while.]

[The camera comes on, it looks like Lea has what seems to be wires tied around his head and shoulders. He’s trying to untangle himself as he looks into the camera.]

Yo. Uh… Gimme a second, I’m a little tied up.

[Finally getting untangled Lea cleared his throat as he kicked the wires away.]

Hey so um… I kinda woke up here, I don’t know how I got here but… Mind someone start just filling me in what’s goin’ on here and where exactly am I? I ain’t too fond of being dropped somewhere I’m not familiar with, and I mean really unfamiliar with. I can’t make out anything here-Wha-Whoa-Wha-Whoooaa-!

[And falls backwards, tripping on his own feet over the wires. Sits back up, tangled again.]

Man, who leaves these here?!