[Not quite sure if this is a sight for sore eyes, but here's Marley on the D-Terminal! She for sure looks like she's had better days; her face is covered in smudges of dirt and her hair is definitely in need of washing, though being pulled back in a ponytail helps keep it under control. Still, she smiles before the camera focuses on a sleeping Hawkmon with his head on her lap.]

He apparently spent the entire time I was gone looking for me. Poor thing...

[She moves the camera back to herself. She's smiling still, but she definitely looks more tired.]

We got swept up in a data stream. Go figure, right? I have no idea where I got sent to, but there was a castle with a Dark Field coming from it. My D-Terminal apparently went with Hawkmon. He didn't say where he was, but...I guess that doesn't matter.

[She looks down at the sleeping Digimon before back at the camera.]

We'll be back soon, I guess? We managed to find the Trailmon station, but neither of us really have the energy to actually, you know, leave the bench we found right now.

[Biting down on her lower lip a moment, she nods her head, as if satisfied with that explanation.]

Hope everyone is okay...

*There's a pair of icy blue eyes on the screen, with a subtle warmth behind them that's at odds with the cold color. They belong to a young but scruffy looking face topped by white hair and bearing an expression somewhere between irritated and unimpressed. From the background, he still seems to be outside.*

Okay, first off, I've got a couple of questions, so why don't we humor the new guy for a while. Let's start off with the big stuff: where can a guy get a slice of pizza, a decent sundae and some booze around here? I just spent all day running around and it feels like I could eat a Gigapede if that wasn't the most disgusting idea I've ever heard.

Which actually brings me to the second question. I spent all day running around without food and was perfectly fine until I came here, aside from some serious cravings for cheese and tomato sauce. You see, I ain't exactly what you would call entirely normal, that's why I'm so good at what I do. So who's shit idea was it to bring me here, ask me to save the world and then add on 'by the way, you can't use any of the awesome and badass powers that usually help you get the job done'?

Actually, you know what, make that three questions. On the topic of saving the world, who's ass to I have to kick this time? Interdimensional gates don't normally screw with themselves when they're supposed to be closed, so I'm pretty sure someone's gotta be on a power trip. Though points for scale. Don't think I've ever heard of someone involving more than just the human world and the demon world in their evil schemes. ...Then again, until now, I didn't know there was anything other than the human world and the demon world. Guess they're right, you do learn something new every day.

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO TOKYO!

This is Dr. Harleen Quinzell reporting for duty! Call me Harley unless you're visiting me to have your head shrunk kay?

I gotta say I'm a little surprised to be asked to help save the world...but it wouldn't be the first time!

So what's the scoop? The beef? Just the facts jack! Pretend I'm Batman and you're the helpless cops of Gotham City. Give me all the hot tips inside tracks and behind the scenes juicy bits that make a would-be heroes job a little easier huh?

Because otherwise I'll just make it up as I go along.

By the way this is Tokyo right? How long till the next Godzilla attack? I'd like to get a camera. You know a couple snap shots. Something to send to the girls back home.

Anywhozits, you may have noticed me using "Doctor" at the front of my name. That's right! I'm a psychiatrist and a darn good one too! So if I could get a list of all the major mental and social issues plaguing you it'd make my job alot easier!

Stick with me kids and we'll have this world cooking like a microwave full of plastic explosive! WOOHOO!

For glory! For victory! FOR AN ICE CREAM NOVELTY WITH LITTLE BUBBLE GUM EYES! CHAAAAAARGE!

[It clicks off but if you were sharp eyed you could see where she was broadcasting from]

[As out of place as he was in a human body and on a vaguely Earth-like planet, Magnus understood what a mission was and how to complete it.]

[Upon becoming familiar with what they had to do, it didn't take long for him to send out a broadcast. The message was calm, official, and straight to the point. Well - save for the soft yawning in the background. Don't pay attention to those. That's his clam partner Syakomon sitting in his arm. He's going to be taking a nap soon.]

This is Commander Ultra Magnus of the Autobots stationed on Earth. It has come to my attention that the human bodies that we've been translated into function in this Digital World as they do in the real one.

Any information with regards to how to perform it's routine maintenance, refueling, and recharging will be much appreciated.

[Having two hands again is fantastic and all, but he's already starting to get weird abdominal pains and he doesn't know why or what to do or WHAT EVEN.]

Any other Autobots who have also been brought to this station should report in immediately.

pfttppfpttpftfttfftpftt...

[Magnus quirks an eyebrow and looks down as Syakomon starts making little airplane engine noises. After a puzzled pause, he cuts the feed.]

[Hit by two Data Streams back to back. Yoko is really hoping there's no third time for the charm here. Finally, it was time for proper rest and relaxation. Fanbeemon made it home first, and when the video clicks on, he's just hiding it from view as Yoko comes in and flops on the bed.]

No more Data Streams for awhile, okay city? Okay. [Groaning and moaning, this doesn't make for very good Candid Camera, now did it?]

Tired already? Geeze, don't tell me living in the city's made you soft, girl without a home?

Believe it or not you stupid bug, but endlessly wandering from point to point isn't exactly my first choice. [Her response, though indignant, quickly fell back into exhaustion and introspection.] But, maybe you're a little right. I probably shouldn't get too comfortable. Maybe I do need to get out of this place from time to time.

[Her mind kept going back to the beach for some reason...with those two...]

Boyfriend...huh... [The mumble was barely audible. Clearly something was bugging her about that word. When a certain someone came to mind, Yoko immediately sprung upright.] Hng! Like hell I'd want that hard-headed idiot here!

[Now this is what he was after. Good television.] Awww Yoko. You're so tsun it hurts.

What was that? I thought I just heard something annoying a moment ago. [Point made Fanbeemon.]

Come on, you can talk to me about it. You have my solemn vow to secrecy. [Those watching would like to beg to differ.]

I'd rather take it to the grave.

Your words wound me.

It's not like anything would change if I complained about it. I'd still be stuck here with you instead of back home with him- [Oh shit. Wrong word. Wrong word.]

Him~? [And Yoko was on the defensive now.]

-Ah! Ah, them! I meant them! With Team Dai Gurren! Y'know, my friends and companions and... [Oh this was too much, Fanbeemon couldn't hold back the laughter any more.] Hey- why are you snickering? [Suspicious, Yoko began eying the room until she noticed something out of place.] Is that my...? [Click.] Don't tell me you've been...the whole time... [Click click click]

[And finally a pindrop.]

YOU ARE DEAD!

[She threw a pillow right at Fanbeemon, hitting the D-Terminal instead. Sorry folks at home, you just have to imagine what happens next.]

[The feed buzzes to life, and a nervous-looking Fluttershy appears on the screen. She hesitates, not quite looking at the D-Terminal.]

H...h-hi...um...I...I-I'm sorry if I...worried anyone. I...I just wanted to let others know that I'm...s-still here...

[Because it seems, there are many others who are not.

It looks like she wants to say something more, but instead the video cuts out.]

[Well, there's a face we haven't seen in a while. Shepard is holding the D-Terminal fairly close to her and looking rather grim, and not just her facial expression. Her hair badly needs a trim and a wash, there's dirt on her face and what's visible of her clothes, and she even appears to have lost weight.]

Commander Shepard reporting in.

[Her voice is the same strength as ever, though.]

Looks like randomly ditching me all the way across the damn island by myself is this place's idea of a joke, so I'm going to need an update. And preferably a check in from a few of you, just to make sure nobody's gotten themselves blown up while I was gone.

[This means you, heroic-type friends and boyfriend. There's a quick flash of purple at the bottom of the screen, and Shepard's expression shifts from solid irritation to a sort of rough affection.]

Stop nuzzling me, Cadet.

I've been looking everywhere for you, Commander!

[Shepard pauses before reaching down to pat her partner on the nose. She looks back at the screen.]

I should go.