[It's event time! Now, what's that on your screen, castmates? Why, it's Shepard, with Monodramon in her lap, cuddled like a teddy bear. Her eyes are red like she's been crying.]

Guys. Guys, I wanna go home.

[She makes a noise that sounds like a little girl whining.]

I miss my guns. Why won't they work, guys? Why not?

[She faceplants into the back of Monodramon's shoulder, and he gives the camera a desperate look.]

[When the change hit, Ryudamon was relieved at first. For almost an hour, anyway. Ishimaru didn't say a word- and he was completely conscious, with other people around, without a book in his hands! It was peaceful, yes, but it didn't take long for the silence to become eerie, downright disturbing when he wouldn't answer when spoken to.

Time to take drastic measures. The screen switches on to show a distanced view of Ishimaru glaring directly into it, sitting on his bed. Ryudamon steps in from the side, gesturing at him.]

Everyone, this is my partner, Ishimaru. He's not like this. Something happened, I think. He's doing nothing. I mean, I thought he'd have to take a break from training and studying and everything sometime, but... look.

[He turns and waves.] Hey, good morning. [A pause.] Two plus two is five?  [Still nothing. He faces the screen again with a tired look. It takes him a while to admit defeat, so they've been through this numerous times.]

What do I do about him? I don't know what to do.

[Finally, Ishimaru opens his mouth and responds in a quiet, flat tone.]

No shit, Sherlock.

[On the screen, Garrus, scratches the back of his neck uncomfortably.]

After the human reaper, I didn't think anything could surprise me. Universe just loves proving me wrong, doesn't it?

Come on, Garrus, introduce yourself!

Hmm? [Garrus looks off screen at the source of the high, friendly voice before turning back to look at the camera.] Oh, ah, right. Hi, I'm Garrus Vakarian, and, ah ... hmm ... little help, Patamon? [Once again, he looks off screen at his digimon partner after stumbling through that attempt at an introduction. He's just not very good at this type of thing, is he?]

Wh-wha? Don't look at me!

Right ... thanks. [And once again, the newly human Garrus looks at the screen.] I'm, ah, I'm kind of new here, so ... yeah. [He's not exactly an orator on the level of Shepard.]

 [The video has some static before it clears. The screen reveals a purple and pink-haired girl, looking curiously at the scnee. She moves it around, curiosity growing before she sits it down with a puzzled look.]

What is this thing?

It's called a D-Terminal Twilight. It's a special device that is meant to help you while your here.

Special device? Hmm,... So what exactly does it do Kudamon? Is there a book that I can read to understand how ti works?

[Chuckles] I'm afraid not Twilight, at least none that I know of. But to but it simply, it allows to to talk to others that have been brought to this world. It has several functions, such as voice and video messaging.

Really? Well this sound slike it'll come in handy. I wonder how you activate it.

Well... You already have. Look at the screen, everyone can see you right now.

Huh? [Looks at the screen... and realizes that the video is on. She blushes in embarrassment] Ugh... whoops. Sorry everypony... or whatever you are. I hope I didn't interrupt anything. I'll just... Ugh... How do you turn this off?

Allow me. [Pushes a button and the video ends]

[Video turns on, but it’s a Digimon with the D-Terminal. Namely, Fanbeemon, and he’s in distress.]

So I need a favor. Can someone please get her attention already? She's been at that toy of hers nonstop for over an hour now. [His stomach growls very loudly, hence his cry for help.]

[And what crime against his hunger is she committing? She is laying on the ground, her rifle prepped up with the scope removed. Several tools along with miscellaneous pieces were layed out carefully on a dust blanket next to her. don’t worry she removed the bullets she has rubber ones loaded instead]

[She pulls back on the trigger a few times, getting nothing more that disappointed clicks.]

The connections are there, but still not getting any power. So the source is the problem...

[True, they've been there for awhile now as Yoko took the gun apart and inspected every piece. But it's not like she was doing it blindly.]

Yoko you said we could get something to eat… [He groans pathetically. Rightfully, Yoko ignores the drama queen's whining. Reattaching the leftovers, Yoko went on to look down the scope.]

The scope still works. Good, at least that I can use. [Pushing herself up with a bit of a grunt, Yoko sits herself upright cross-legged. She reached for a screwdriver and proceeded to make sure everything was secured. Okay now she can half-pay attention to Fanbeemon.] Y'know, you could be helping out instead of bothering everyone over the comm-device. Like gathering some food and water or looking for shelter for the night.

[Well first thing, shocked she knows how a communication device works.]

I can't go out and get food you're the one with the cash. And the way into the room.

What difference does that make?

[Second thing, shocked she knows that but doesn’t know the importance of cash.]

Because you need money to buy food. And we already have a place to sleep for the night,that’s what the room assignment is for.

[Someone who’s lived most of her life underground in a place where everyone had a job to do and monetary exchanges wasn’t a thing here.] ...Seriously?

[Fanbeemon sighs before turning back to the camera.]

Can someone else teach her how to breath please? I think her brains went to her breasts.

You little-! [And the feed cuts. Someone may or may not have a big red whelp where a screwdriver was thrown.]

[when the video clicks on it's a wickedly grinning Noir the Tsukaimon]

Hey! Hey guys! Something amazing has happened! Watch!

[he carries the camera to Jinx's room and opens the door. Jinx is on her bed face down in her pillow]

Hey Jinx? Why you hiding out?

[she groans] because since lunch I haven't been able to stop being incredibly honest and open and answer anything I'm asked and it's killing me! I already told you!

And what do you really think about my narration?

[growl] that you have talent but lack focus and need to practice writing every day to nurture your gift.

HA! I knew it! Now! Why were you so excited when you made a sand which by yourself the first night you were here?

[she throws the pillow at him]

BECAUSE I CAN'T COOK!

[feed cuts out when the pillow lands a hit]

[Beastboy flicks onto screen, he's on the street outside the newbie housing and it's late. He growls and sounds...harsh]

If anyone sees my fat coward of a partner tell me! She ran off bawling like a baby and wouldn't let me get the last word. I WILL have the last word. She needs to deal with the hard truth.