[ Some of you knew. Some of you didn't. If you didn't, you're about to find out. ]

Party! Party at blue base today! Please bring chips!

[ And suddenly, with Caboose's limited social skills and expansive technological wisdom, everyone who listens to his abrupt message receives a poorly drawn map leading to one of the holodecks on his floor. If you decide to attend the ridiculous event, it's been entirely made up to look like Blood Gulch— Well, poorly made up. But it's somehow interactive enough to allow entrance of the Blue Base, where Caboose has creatively fit boxes and chairs underneath the holograms to make the tables and chairs somewhat functional.

Just be sure to bring your own drinks because that punch he's been holding onto is looking a little dark. And not in a good way. ]

[ The feed clicks on and he's standing somewhere familiar. To him, at least. And maybe a certain group in particular. Because in the background is Blood Gulch. A poorly pieced together, why is blue base painted entirely blue and why is red base painted entirely red, Blood Gulch. But, close enough for it being Caboose, right? ]

Hello, everybody! I am Caboose! I would like to invite you to a party at this holo-thingy. That will not have any cupcakes or chips, but I did find some punch! I do not know who it belongs too but I figured that we might be able to be friends and maybe share it with others. Like with me.

[ cough cough ]

Anyway! You are all invited! Please bring snacks! Thank you!

[ Caboose is extremely frustrated by the time the feed comes on; A large pout spread across his face. ]

Someone please tell me where to find a biscuit. [ That sounded much more like a demand than a request. That also wasn't a very polite way to introduce himself to the network either. Miraculously, he realized that all by himself. So let's try that again with a disturbingly sincere change in attitude. ]



My name is Caboose! And I am looking for a biscuit. You know. The toasty kind. With gooey jelly. And then you try to make a second one, but it never comes out like the one you made right before it and then you get kind of sad. You make more and you feel worse each time... That kind!

If anyone knows where to find some biscuits, please leave a message after the beep telling me where they are. Thank you! Beep!

[ That didn't work. It didn't stop. He doesn't notice. ]