[ In this video the muscular blonde people might be used to has been replaced by a shorter, skinnier, girl wearing a black wig, goggles, gloves, a black Wonder Woman shirt, biker shorts, volleyball kneepads, and puffy sneakers. All of which are visible at some time during the recording. It really is quite the getup. Still, it couldn't be more obvious that Cassie's fashion sense is the last thing on her mind right now. ]

Good morning Barge, Wonder Girl here. Hope you're all getting off to a good start today. [ All things considered. ]

I'vt noticed there are an abnormal number of people under the age of ten running around the ship, and even less adults than before. [ She starts gently so as not to offend the smaller children. ]

If anyone watching this is lost, confused, lonely, or just wants to talk, I'll leave directions to one of the Level 7 common rooms and cabin 707, that way we can meet up and hang out. [ Simple enough, right? ]

Send me a reply if you can't find the place, I can come and get you too.

Also? I think it would be wise to avoid strangers, and wandering, unless you know exactly where you are. It's better to be safe than sorry. [ She might be assuming being Wonder Girl makes her a non stranger type of person. ]

[ Open spam for the common room. ]

[ Going back and forth between her room and the common room takes less than half the work with her increased speed and flight skills. Cassie is keeping her eyes out for little ones, and has even set up a stereo in the common room playing classics from the nineties, Spice Girls, Backstreet Boys, and Mariah Carey are only a few of the featured artists. ]

[ Open spam for all over. ]

[ Sometime after the gathering Cassie sets out to explore all areas of the ship for stray children, trouble, and possibly even friends. Since she tends to be on the nosy side, the chance of her butting into anyones business is higher. ]

[ ooc: replies will come from thewonderling. Also pretend this was posted at 10am barge time and not 3:30 am my time. ]

[ The video shows Cassandra around the afternoon, all decked out in the armor she was given by Hercules, the only difference is this version of the young woman assumes it is her usual armor which Ares gave her. ]

Gods, this place is disorganized. I'm here for a few days and they can only get one article of my clothing in my room right? I wanna know how they got separated in the first place and why I couldn't just carry my own crap.

[ Whatever. ] I figure whichever skank ass dork on the ship lost their wardrobe, they gotta be close by, or you know, probably watching this.

If you got all of my clothes by mistake we need to swap, and I already know you don't want them, so don't even try to hide from me. [ Cassandra's not making herself seem very approachable, and she's doing an awful lot of assuming to boot. ]

In case you forgot some of the finer pieces in your wardrobe, allow me to refresh your memory. [ Or tease you mercilessly. ]

First, this fine t-shirt. [ Cassandra holds up a black t-shirt with giant white letters that read "Archaeology Rocks!" She's laughing too. ] And this is only the beginning. [ Now she's holding up a very fuzzy pink sweater. ]

I don't even think my grandma would wear this shit. Or this. [ She tosses the red sweater aside and holds up a white and denim blue striped men's button up shirt. ] Hand-me-downs from dad? Seriously.

You've got way too much pink too. [ Now she's holding up a pile of it. ] Like three Superman shirts. [ Now there's a ripped and faded classic blue red and yellow one in her hand, followed by the one Kara gave her, the one that belonged to Conner. ] And a shit ton of these lame ass archaeology convention t-shirts. Not to mention like twelve pairs of the same jeans, and I know you have to get on your back and wiggle something fierce to pull them up and button them.

[ Now she's holding up a pair of comfy pants that say "LOVE" on the butt. ] I mean, you might as well stamp the word skank on your ass permanently.

[ Whoever owns this stuff, they might not want it back now that she's finished. Luckily her other self owns this stuff so there won't be any problem. Even more lucky than that is the fact that Cassie hid the pictures she had with her mom out of shame. ]

Hey, I hope you don't mind that I went through your clothes stranger, but you had something that belonged to me so I had no choice. [ She gestures to the clothes she is wearing. She's not saying it out loud of coure, but there are a few articles she likes more than the others, a few she wouldn't mind taking. ] My name's Cassandra, currently in room 707.