We shall ask you once more: Why do none of you speak to us?

[On the nature deck, trying to talk to the horses. ...she's been at it for a while and is forgetting about the whole "indoor voice" thing.]

WHAT IS WRONG WITH EVERYPONY?

[The horses twitch their ears, irritated, and resume grazing.]

Hmph! How terribly rude!

[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.]

[There is currently a white wolf staring at the camera. At first, she's just confused. However, when Cambot moves a little closer, she jumps back and crouches down into a defensive position, growling at the strange floating object. Cambot immediately backs off again, just as startled as she is.]

[Once Amaterasu determines that the floating object is not a threat, she relaxes a bit and approaches it again, sniffing. Cambot continues to keep a good distance. Amaterasu sits down and cocks her head at Cambot, whining a little. Can this object actually help her out?]

[After there's no response, Ammy leaves the Cambot's view. When she returns, she's holding up a painting in her mouth:]

[There is a very surprised looking Saria backed against the wall as she watches the space whales out the window. There is some combination of fear and apprehension and curiosity in her expression.]

What...what are those things?

[Crow and Tom are both looking out the window in the cockpit area, where one of the giant space whales is currently slowly sailing by.]

Tom: So majestic! Sooooo graceful! And they're big, too.

Crow: I wonder where they came from?

Tom: Who cares? It's not often you get to see a real pod of space whales, no siree.

[Now the 'bots turn more towards Cambot.]

Crow: Can we go play outside, mommy? Huh huh huh huh huh? Can we can we can we?