Star's Interdimensional Guide

Log #1: Star's Guide to Internet Fame!

Initiating recording sequence.

(Garbled glitch text shows onscreen.)

Commencing log transmission sequence alpha.

(Cut to "Star's Interdimension Guide To" part of logo, then back to glitching out.)

Location: Interior, Butterfly Castle.

(Same sequence, but now reads "Internet Fame!", and cuts to Star in the center of her Earth room, which was transported to Mewni.)

Log Date: 70718.5

(Star stops fanagling with the machine, and steps back in suprise and giddy excitement.)

Star Butterfly: OHOHOH! It works! MARCO! (Runs offscreen.) GET the CAMERA!

(Pushes Marco onscreen.)

Marco: You meaaaan, like the one you're using right (points to camera) now?

S: Ohoho...silly Marco. This is no ordinary "cam-era". This is a Mewnian Occipital Transcript Modulator, given to the most highest of Butterfly's, for the set purpose of catalouging our wondrous history throughout the age-

M: So: a camera-

S: Yes, Marco. A camera.

M: Well, what exactly is it doing here, and is it malintent on torturing us in horrifically gruesome ways?

S: Oh, nononononono...yet.

M: Uh, what does that me-

S: For now, it acts as recordings back to Earth for my new little vlogging series for your webs of Intertainment!

M: Star, I'd rather know about the torture thi-

S: (Pulls Marco and does a longing celebratory panning gesture) Star's INTERDIMENSIONAL Guide to the Universe and All Things Weird and (does magic hand gesture, whispering the following) Maaaaagical. Or Star's Guide, for short. Was going to celebrate with it finally up and working but...you know, you just had to ruin the fun, and not grab the other camera. Marco.

M: ...Ooookay then, so what's new for your little "vlog" serie-

S: Upupup: Star's INDIMENSIONAL Guide t-

M: To the magical somethings and magic-whatevers, I got it. What's this week's then?

S: Well, for our big celebratory opening: we're going to be gushing over our lovely fans on our forums, that's (points to camera) you oh-so-lucky people at home!

(Zips offscreen.)

M: (Marco follows suit.)

Wait, we have forums?

(Fuzz, and sideview of Star's personal laptop area in her room.)

S: Well, Marco, how else do you expect the people at home to love and relate to our (jazz hands) cooky shenanigans? My mom and dad placed cameras all over Echo Creek and Mewni in order to keep tabs on me. Unfortunately, they didn't account for both me disabling them...and their own incompetence to check.

M: ...Star, just how long exactly have you been filming us? ...Actually, scratch that: where have you been able to film us?

S: Oooh, normal places. At school, our adventures at home...outside...

(Eyes go dialated and low whsipers the following.)

While you sleep.

M: Hang on, wha-

S: Sceeenary change!

(Fuzz, and cut to front view of Star and Marco, with camera just being diagonal to laptop.)

My little submarine forum has actually reached around 10,000 little poppy seeds! Isn't that amazing? People also really seemed to take liking to you on there too, Marco.

M: Think it's a subreddit, Star...and they're not poppy seeds, the-(Marco goes near pale)

STAAAAAAAR!? WHAT is my kiss with Jackie doing on there?

(Star looks on the screen, and blushes slightly.)

S: Oh. Well, that's why we have mods, huh?

M: See that? That Maka guy? When we head back to Earth, first guy I'm going after. Ugh...

(Pulls hoodie over face in embarrasment.)

S: Hehe...yeah. Yeah, Earth. ...Let's, uh, move on shall we? Oooh! Animation!

M: Really? (Pulls hoodie back.)

Of what? Me and Jackie at the rest of the concert?

S: Think it's of that intro I made for it a few years back or something only...more cruuude.

(Clicks spacebar.)

Boop.

(Plays Rick and Morty vs. the Forces of Evil, as their heads slightly lean to the left in confusion.)

...Who's the old guy?

(Fuzz.)

I'm seeing a lot of pairings here, and a buncha random pictures of ships, and I don't know why.

M: Heh, look. (Points to laptop screen) There's one of you and Ludo.

S: I..but I-REPORT. (Clicks.)

No. Just...just no.

(Star gets a sly smile on her face.)

Oh looky here.

M: What?

S: There's one with you and Hekapoooo, lookie. Kissem.

M: Eugh...gross. I barely even know her. Stooop.

S: Aw, come on Marco. Lookie, there's also Jackie, and Janna, Skullnick...Ocelot...Ponyhead...okay weird, but...wow, you got quite the little collection going on here.

M: And yet: out of them all, you seem to be almost nowhere to be found on there.

S: Well, because Marco...it's obvious that it's because I have the most class and love out of everyone. I'm clearly the best. Guess they just had a higher purpose for me, and love me more...or hate me. Whichever one of the down, I am (makes sideways-hand gesture and looks at camera) to-ho-tally cool with.

(Looks back at laptop and keeps scrolling.)

M: Mhm. Sure.

S: (Glares over at Marco wit a slight cocky, yet slightly pissy grin.)

...Semantics.

(Fuzz, and cut to later in the day.)

M: Huh...I keep seeing this whole Between Friends referenced and popping up, yet it's nowhere on here to be seen...

S: Oh there's a link!

M: Well, whatever it is, it's gotta have something interesting in it if they keep bringing it up in these posts with us.

S: Well, I'll let my own personal Star Cute-O-Meter be the judge of that.

(Fuzz.)

(Cuts back later at dusk and Star and Marco are alternating throwing up in seperate bags, as they lurch their heads offscreen, so as not to have the people see it picked up on camera.)

M: HOW, I-How did they even get the PROPORTIONS right!?

S: I DUNNO I DUNNO I DUNNO! (Bangs head on table.)

M: ...Happy NOW with the pairs Star? You just had to say you weren't alone-

S: AHHAHAHAAAAAA!

(Raises wand to face.)

MEMO-RASER MA-

(An giant erasers shoots out from the wand, bounces all around the room, and a blast of magic fills up the whole screen.)

(Fuzz, and cut back to later at midnight.)

S: Harem...harem...harem...Maka...harem...Jackie theory...harem...harem...psychosis I'd probably see from someone in Earth therapy...harem...harem.

M: (Exhausted.)

How much more can they keep posting into the night, Star?

S: Until they run outta may-mays, Marco. 'Til they run outta may-mays.

(Marco falls over from chair.)

...Fanart's pretty nice, though.

(Fuzz, and cut back to original room view from the beginning.)

WELP! That about wraps it up for this week. I'd say as far as celebrations go, that was pretty cool! What did you think, Marco?

(Star shuffles to the side, and camera focuses in the background on Marco, who's angrile forlorn and walking to the right and offscreen.)

M: Sick...you're all sick...feel like I need to take a shower.

S: ...Yeeeeeah. Well, hopefully we'll see you next time when we head back over there, and see your reactions to any more upcoming stuff and things and more stuff!

M: NEVER AGAIN.

S: Until then, this is Star Butterfly signing off into the unknown abyss of the video spider web.

Toodles!

(Zaps the camera.)

(Cuts to Disney XD end logo and music play.)

Transmission terminated.

(Fades to black.)