Dear Diary,
Today has been rather confusing, especially since I have no idea who or where I am and what I'm doing here, apart from that I'm called Optimusjamie. A short review of my situation is as follows:
I'm in a technologically advanced civilization,
Said civilization abandoned Earth,
My AK-47 is 'an ancient relic' and 'worth millions, especially in working condition',
My Tic-Tacs are 'more addictive than Cardamine' (NB: Must find out what Cardamine is),
There is a hot girl who likes me. (SCORE!)
The aforementioned girl is Annette Donut, a member of a faction called the Temporary Autonomous Zoners. From what I can tell, they follow some wierd old religion, but if there are more girls like her I might join up! Annette has black hair, pale skin and looks like a singer from some gothic rock band. Not the kind of person I'd expect to be woken up by. She told me a bit about herself, and I can put together a short factfile:
Quote: Name: Annette Donut
Works for: Temporary Autonomous Zoners
Age: 21
Hair colour: Black
Eye colour: Brown, but looks kind of red in the right light.
Interests: Video games and (allegedly) other women (Could be a real bummer)
Ships: A 'Border Worlds Transport (whatever the hell that is) and an Arrow civilian interceptor (see previous set of brackets)
Bio: Got nothing on her yet.
Friends/relatives: Sister, Maria Garcia (Outcast, apparantly some kind of pirate/smuggler, confirmed lesbian) and Reina Ozu (Part of some women's rights movement called Golden Chrysanthemums, Maria's girlfriend).
She took me quite a long way, before we reached a planet called Eerie. Annette got me set up with a CSV, some kind of freighter and 8,500 credits. It's not much, but I should be able to do something with it.
Anyway, Diary, I'll try to make the most of what I have, while at the same time finding out about myself.
Almost forgot something: My profile!
Name: Optimusjamie
Age: Unkown
Works for: Myself
Hair colour: Blue
Eye colour: Brown
Interests: Video games, explosions
Ships: CSV
Bio: Just woke up 2 hours ago and I have no idea what else.
Friends/relatives: Annette, the girl who found me.
Well, goodbye.
PS: Junker sounds good. I'll try and get into that lot.
PPS: Going with Interspace instead.
PPPS: No, definatley Junkers.
Dear Diary,
Annette said she'd be on her way today, but she was apparantly owned by two possible Lawl's Syndrome victims on her way here. Ah well. Also, I recieved a transmission from a Lilith Gadfium. No idea who she is, but she said to stay away from Annette. Something's going on here.
Well, goodbye.
Dear Diary,
It's been a while since I last put an entry in. Nothing much has happened, although Annette forwarded me an episode of a show called Bob: The Man Of Steel. I'll get round to watching it later.
Bye.