Logs

Here is a chronicle of every "Log" recorded by notable people, you can add your own here!

## Logs:

### Owakada's Logs:

#### Pre-Resistance:

?/?/20??, ?:?? - *"Audio log is... On! Hello, I am Owakada. I don't know much about my past, but from what the Furries tell me I am... Safe... They've been testing on me for around a year now. My body has quickly changed into something similar of their own... Recently I have heard them talking about some sort of Cryo-Tube? I'm not sure, but it concerns me... This is my first log, and I use these so I can keep track of my memories. I keep them in a hollow wall of my bedroom, that looks more like a prison cell, but I have powered through." \*Static\* "Looks like the recording is m- \*Static\*, well... I guess I should end this log."*

?/?/20??, ?:?? - *\*Static\* "And... \*Static\*, we're on! Sorry I cut my last recording short, but I am not really talking to anyone, am I? It feels... Cold here... We've been facing many power shortages in the facility recently, and I am starting to wonder if there is something they're not telling me. I've heard... Gunshots outside, and I don't feel safe at all. Perhaps it's all just a lie, a scam, a cheat!... \*Sigh\*, I guess there's not much I can do... I'm loosing hope, and I don't know what I can trust anymore... Wish I could remember my past... Perhaps, it's something I should keep repressed?... Maybe, it's the reason I am feeling like this? I wonder if I should... Figure out more?" \*Static, and distant footsteps\* "Damnit, someone is coming..."*

?/?/20??, ?:?? - *"What the- \*Static\* Oops... I accidently turned it on... Is this an audio recorder? I- It feels so familiar... Why is it in this room? Perhaps those Cryo-Sleeps are dampening my memory, but it probably isn't... Wait, what are these recordings?"*

?/?/20??, ?:?? - *"It is... On... Jeez, I am surprised this thing works after so many years... Anyways, I guess I should record this just in case... I have ran off from the Furry Empire, and I figured out that I was just a lab rat for their experiments! They used me like a slave, and I figured out... More... Turns out, those worthless evil monsters murdered my entire family! They turned me into an abomination! I just... I heard there was a resistance cell, and I think that I will join them... Just... I can't take all of this..."*

#### Midst-Resistance:

4/10/2058, ?:?? - *"Wow... I have excelled in this Resistance force! I was given permission so I could command an entire division by myself, and so I did! I call it the 1st Mecha Shock Commandos Division or MSCD1 for short. I know the name is a little long and weirdly funny, but I think it's good. I shouldn't be as excited, but I have had some mood swings lately... Don't know why, but I think it's some sort of chemical reaction with all those things the Furries put inside me and being out of the Cryo-Tube for an extended period of time... I'm not sure, but I should probably end this recording."*

4/20/2058, ?:?? - *"I have begun a now authorized assault on the Furry Empire in Antarctica, and I call it Operation: Sabertooth... I hope we win this, because if we do we'll have a good chance against the Furries! Let's do this!"*

4/24/2058, ?:?? - *"Finally, we've won! We beat the Furries in Antarctica, and our forces are moving in so we can secure Poland for the Polish Resistance, and we've sent the recently named gunship Redhawk over to aid the American Resistance! This is truly a glorious day for the Resistance!"*

6/12/2021, 8:25 P.M. Central - *"For a few months now we've created a pro-gamer government in a now freed Germany. This is quite the achievement, the only problem is that the Furry Empire has gone silent for a while... Can't wait until I see what they have planned."*

### DaRealpotatolord's Logs:

#### Pre-Insanity:

Sometime before March 2021: Oh, hey, it works! If you see this, you're lucky enough to have found this. If you're wondering who made this, it's Potato, the mercenary from another universe. I made sure to put some stuff on here so you can contact me if you need help. Welp, I'm gonna stop this and go get some cheese.

Post-Insanity:

Sometime after March 2021: The flames, the blood... It calls to me. I am going to show them what pain truly is! Wait, why am I recording this? Anyways, bring me the blowtorch. I have something to burn.

May 6th, 2058: Finally, somebody cared enough about a dying wish enough to hire them, and I showed them why they should've done it years ago. I apparently have to take some animal-lovers out of Germany now. Yee-diddly doo, you are going to be the planet's poo.

June 18, 2058: Something feels off, but in a good way. My mind is a bit clearer, but I have no idea why. I think it was those mushrooms I ate yesterday. I better stop eating those... But they taste soooo good... Maybe I'll just have one more...

### Moondust's Logs:

3/04/2018, 4:30 PM: *"This, uh, thing on? Hey, whaddaya know? It worked!"*

*"Found this old recorder in my dad's basement, figured I'd do something with it. Anyway, today's March fourth, 2021, and-wouldn't ya know it-my 18h birthday. I had Alexis over the other day to meet Ben, my new dog, and I think she likes him about as much as I like her. I really hope we can work something out...-heh-"*

3/10/2018, 8:10 AM: *"Hey, uh...Actually, who's gonna hear these? Doesn't matter. Anyway, tensions have really been boiling over worldwide right now, especially between these gangs of Furries and the American government. I hope nobody gets hurt."*

6/21/2018, 8:45 AM: "*Gee, I forgot about this thing. Well, remember when I said stuff about tensions? I was right, the world's gone to shit. America and Russia have engaged in full-scale war for the past 5 days, and I fear a draft. I wonder how Alexis is doing since she moved. I miss her..."*

6/30/2018, 3:00 PM*: "Well, what the hell. I've been drafted. Sixteenth Infantry Regiment, on our way to stop a Russian invasion in Alaska. There's this...Cloud of unease everywhere, again. Mom cries herself to sleep every night. Dad's too drunk to comfort her."*

10/19/2018, 2:00 PM: *"...Disaster. After only a few short months, the world's collapsing. Alaska got nuked, the U.S too, also Russia, even half of Asia...Everything. The Furries invaded...New York yesterd--***static**--*Too damn smart, they were playing us all along. I came back to my house to find mom dead under collapsed rubble, dad shot by looters outside the house. Most of the neighborhood's either gone or dead. At least this survived. Might as well take it with me."*

10/20/2018. 1:12 PM: *"Buried mom and dad today. I don't think I'll be recording on this thing for a while."*

12/04/2018, 11:10 AM: *"I've been walking for the last few months with nothing but a .45 pistol and some spare rations. The Furries have been...Taking a lot of territory. I'm going east, to Colorado. Heard some Gamers have been starting a revolution to try and succeed where the U.S military failed. They've founded a big base around some place called Retard Hill, but the Furries have been sending troops after 'em. Anyways, the snowstorms have been picking up recently, and I'm lonely as hell."*

12/23/2018, 4:15 PM: *"I'm about 8 miles off from the Colorado boarder. Found a small gang of Furries the other day, but they weren't aggressive. Glad I didn't tell 'em where I was going. They even gave me a few spare bullets. Things are...Bad. Furries from across the world are flocking to America to join their cause. They've got military-grade weapons...Classified science tech...Nukes, even. I just hope we're not too late. Oh, one more thing, I decided to change my name to Moondust. Has a nice ring to it, and I'd rather forget the Taggart lineage."*

12/25/2018, 5:40 PM: *"A lonely Christmas, what I fear to be the first of many. I found what looked like a little girl on the street yesterday. When I made my way over, she was already dead of Frostbite. She was holding a burnt-out match and looked...Peaceful. Some days I wonder if this really is the end of the world. I just want things to go back to the way they were. Anyway...I'm getting closer to the Gamers' HQ. With my military experience, I sure as hell hope they don't turn me away. I guess we'll see tomorrow. This is Moondust, signing off for now."*

#### Kate's logs:

3/04/2"I've been walking for the past few months, with nothing but an old 018, 1:12 PM: *"well would you look at that, found something in the dusty basement that still works."*

3/04/2018, 2:14 PM: *"me and PJ have the house to ourselves since my parents are off on a vacation... \*Kate can be heard coughing\* t-too much fucking dust down here"*

### Historic's Log

?/??/2058

*0:00-3:48PM "It was cold, i was cold. Who am i kidding, I was cold. this it is me, -STATIC- I'm -Static as Hz is dialed in- all the snow, nobody expected it. Im starting to wonder if it regrets its choices, if it now thinks it was worth it, now that its letting me speak for once... too bad it inherited more than mechanical work-" \*Faint clicking before a crash in the background\* "Enough talking, H-historic, signing off"*

23/06/2058 4:50 PM

-BEGIN TRANSMISSION-

\*Multiple items shuffle around as what can only be conceived as noises of struggle can be heard before voices are heard\*

*"It hates me now, or at least I think it does. I cant blame him at all, though. We're forged together, steel and flesh bonded. I fear ill never fully break out, but he gives me time to take in our surroundings for a few seconds, and it feels all too real, and then. It feels is if I see through his visor, no access to his memories without permission, and vice versa. Our time in the poles didn't help either of us, He hears what I say, I cant specify if I want to keep the gasps of freedom I have now to." \*Historic seems to shuffle about a furnished room, buzzing of LED lights fill the transmission for a few more seconds before two voices are heard\** "Ovo, stop seeming so star-struck, We're going to one last deployment spot before we route back to Esmir 4. \*Historic nods back mechanically\* *"Alright, Apou"* "yea.. third time, its Apoul, no loud u? I swear all this time away has done something to your nanites. I'll be in loading bay Three, i expect you to get there soon." \*The Mechanical being, as only confirmed from the sounds soon walks away out of distance\* "Thats... Apoll, he's Ovo's friend-" \*Repeat of the clicking-crash sound\* "A good one at that, enough transmission for today. Signing off" \*The mechanical voice soon shuts off vocal transmission, then ends it entirely\*

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