Post by cobalt on Jul 19, 2015 10:23:57 GMT -6
(((okay so i wrote these like? six or seven months ago??? it was before the end of is2, i think like actually midway? it was when we were planning to do is3 with what the expanse became. but idk i re-read them on the train ride to paris and i thought they were kind of interesting so if ur bored and need something to read check it out)))
Journal Entry #147
My name is Kuro Kage. If you’ve been listening to these recordings, you’re well aware of that. I suppose I should say, for those of you just joining us, these are, for the most part, a way to keep myself sane. A few moments to myself while I’m running the freakshow commonly known as ‘The saviors of planet Earth’. It’s nothing but chaos, in all honesty.
This tape is different. This tape is, quite literally, one for the history books. For anyone who’s managed to lose track of what’s happened for the past five years, or if I do for some reason, well, here you go. Let’s not delay.
Five years ago, myself and a group of people who would, quite honestly, never be seen in the same room together without these extremely specific circumstances, managed to save this planet from the clutches of a power hungry AI with a god complex, commonly known as Apollo.
Arrow Roberts, Brant Finnegan, Carolina Darkwaters, Edward Infirious, Eiffel Garvey, Fiona Liyes, Jasmine Roberts, Kraven Blutegel, Leonard Illicious, Magnus Drusidi, Mark Allen, Nathan Cray, Phantom, and Tex, and myself. These are the names of the people that fought for this Earth, some dying for it. I’d like to take this moment to remember Carolina Darkwaters. I never got to know her very well, but she was an assertive, caring and had a spirt as fiery as her hair. May she rest in peace.
Leonard Illicious, despite having lived on in the form of an artificial intelligence, also lost his human existence in the battle against Apollo. Not that he honestly cares. He’s more than happy to be able to make threats and not have any repercussions, whatsoever.
I feel like that story has been told, time and time again. Mark managed to bring the group of us together, we somehow kept from killing each other long enough to accomplish something, and the Earth has once again been given to humans. There are details that don’t need to be included, but I’d personally like to speak of my own grievances.
I wish I got to know Carolina more. I wish I had the opportunity to save her before she died. I think about her sometimes. I didn’t know her very well, but she was one of the few people in the group, that I could tolerate. In fact, when her and Brant fell apart, I almost wanted to teach him a lesson. But, remember that whole ‘fiery spirit’ thing I mentioned? That’s where I saw Carolina at her worst. There was nothing but anger in her words when she scolded him and really impacted Brant.
That’s why I honestly respect Carolina more than many of the others in the group. Not on a measure of their account, but on the fact that she did not take shit from people who took advantage of her. And I really wish I could see that side of her more. Once again, may she rest in peace.
After Carolina and Leonard’s deaths, after the battle with Apollo, after everything, things fell into a routine. Everything was normal. Hectic became normal. We were constantly trying to set things up and prepare the world for humans again. That, was no easy fucking task.
But we did it. The world was one of humans and robots, and even some aliens. In light of her death, we named the station that contained the rift the C.D.I.T. It was suiting, and a nice tribute.
Mark discovered the portal after the battle. We thought he’d died, we really did. But that fucker managed to show back up, and I was glad to see him. Then, I punched him for being such a reckless jackass. And I’m really, really hoping I’ll be able to do it again.
But I’ll save that for later.
After we finally got our shit together, something had to go and fuck it up again.
The Inheritors invaded, starting a rather controversial conversation in the CDIT, and then taking their tactics up a notch by fucking kidnapping Kraven, Mark and myself. So, they were subtle and polite.
This is where the virus came about. They tortured and tested Kraven, injecting him with a virus that would eventually put us in quarantine. I met the sundae bitch-excuse me, Aria Inerisia-in the asylum where they kept us. She thought it was fun to stab me and heal me with her fun little powers. I thought it was fun to take advantage of her stupidity and her abilities. I’m essentially Wolverine now, to put it in Arrow’s words.
This is also where I met Illesion Carmine, who I will be, from now on, referring to as Rose. I’ll be blunt. I fucking hated Rose. And I still do. I really do. He was a slut with an overly cocky attitude and a fucking pain in the ass, in general. I find myself saying ‘fuck’ around him more than usual. Maybe it’s a placebo effect.
Once we escaped, I looked forward to Kraven’s sickness being healed, and never seeing Rose again. Unfortunately for both parties, neither of those things happened.
We invaded the Inheritors’ base of operations soon after, very soon after, to attempt final negotiations. That didn’t happen. They were hell bent on making this planet theirs. And we didn’t exactly want to budge, either. So, we were stuck at a bleak standstill.
In quarantine, somehow, all of that was resolved. Tex revealed she was holding an alien in her head, named Sera. Sera brought an army, of the race known as the Concordians. One of the new members of our freakshow, named Karinagurikara, or Wat, brought an army of her insectoid army as well. The scales slowly balanced.
The battle was still a bit shocking. It honestly rattled me more than I thought it would Fighting isn’t something I’m scared of doing. It’s what I’m most comfortable doing. I don’t like fighting, but hell if I’m good at it. Now, let me make myself clear. I don’t like fighting. I don’t like conflict. But a one-sided anger resolved by a bullet or a knife? Yes please.
Why it was shocking? Because, so much more happened that wasn’t fighting. For one thing, I was almost killed. That’s not something I’m used to. I’m used to winning. It shook me a bit.
Another thing, was that a previously mentioned annoying slut named Rose, happened to be the one that took me off the autopsy table. He swooped in, heroic and vengeful, and took me out of the battle with Aria Inerisia, and killed her, but died in the process. And, despite his whorishness, and his general bad attitude, may Rose rest in peace.
It’s bugged me, that I let him save my life. That I didn’t die strong, that I let that twig get in the way. I’m grateful, but annoyed. It’s a hum compared to the screaming chorus that came later.
I guess I have a sister. Hazel Kage. Sixteen years old. DNA test proves that we are blood related, through my father. She was raised in the same cult I was, as a replacement for me. That’s so, fucking twisted. I’m glad I managed to get her out, and that she thinks for herself.
She’s not violent. She’d rather talk than shoot. That’s so fucking good. He didn’t brainwash her. She’s not a killer at heart, and I’m not going to let her turn into one. Hazel is still a kid, despite how much she wants to say she’s not. I love her dearly, even though I’ve only known her for a few months. I want to protect her for as long as I can, I don’t want her to grow into the pitiful monster I’ve become.
Felix was brought into the ring. I don’t know how, and I honestly don’t care. He’s more of a fighter. Quick on his feet, flexible and agile. Fighting-wise, he’s like a male version of me, except slightly younger. Not to mention a bit clumsier, and less adaptable. But that comes with his larger stature. He’s not bad. He’s protected Hazel when she didn’t choose to fight, and I respect and trust him. That’s rather rare. But here’s the reason why.
He most likely saved Mark’s life.
That’s the last thing I heard about Mark. That he was pushed out of the battlefield and blacked out. I haven’t seen him since quarantine.
He said he planned to run off. I understand that. I can understand why he wanted to leave. I can understand why running this fucking freak show became too much for him to handle. Hell, I’ve been running it for a few months and I want to fucking kill someone. I can understand he was stressed. I can understand why he left and probably would’ve joined him, had he not fucking hated me before he did.
But he didn’t say a goddamn word before he left. No note, no ‘Fuck you, goodbye’, no ‘See you later, assholes! Oh, wait, NO I WON’T!’, nothing. But, I’m not sure if he actually left. For all I know, he could be dead. Leonard couldn’t find him, but that could mean flat biosigns, or he left the city. I’m banking on the second option.
I’ve scoured Olympus. I’ve even scoured the underground. I’ve broken into places I should’ve never seen, places that could give me a bullet in my head if I wasn’t careful, and places the government would if they found out. I’ve looked everywhere, turned over every stone. He’s fucking gone. And I wake up every day, and at some point, remember that he’s not here. Whether I worry about him, praying he’s not dead, or I’m so fucking angry that I could shoot him. It fluctuates. One day I’d rush towards Mark and throw my arms around him. Another, I’d give him a bloody nose.
He didn’t say anything, I don’t know where he is, no number of searches have brought me any fucking closer to finding his stupid ass, and he could be fucking dead, and his parting words with me were so fucking painful, and I can’t help but think of what I did to him, and how just a simple slip of my tongue drew him to that conclusion and my mind gets tangled and fuzzy when I think about how I never even got the chance to take it back and I can’t fucking believe that I let us part with such a fucking shitty ending and I don’t know if I’m capable of accepting that I might never see him again to just fucking apologize and let him know that I didn’t mean to be such a fucking bitch for once in my life and that I really do care for him and that I just wanted to make sure he wasn’t hurt again after all the shitty things that have happened to him and I just want to see him happy. More than I want him to come back into my life, more than I want to punch him in the goddamn face, I just want a note, a recording, a video, SOMETHING to let me know that he isn’t dead or living like a fucking nomad, wallowing in his own sadness because KURO FROM OLYMPUS HAD THE NERVE TO TELL HIM HE WAS TOO TIRED FOR HIS OWN DAMN GOOD.
…
Excuse me if that was a bit out of character.
...
...I want to know he’s okay. And leaving the city might be the best way to do that. We’re leaving Olympus to explore the world. I’m hoping to find him on the way. That’s what we’re doing. We’re going out to explore the world.
This is going to be a fucking trainwreck.
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Journal Entry #148
My name is Kuro Kage. I feel like I should commence every entry by saying this, even though at this point it’s redundant. In my last entry I described the heroes of our Earth, and the history of their battles. This time, I’ll be giving a profile of them. My second entry for the history books, I suppose.
Arrow Roberts - We met her when she was just sixteen. Excitable, young and full of spirit, she was the morale booster of the group. At times, she was one of the few people of the group I didn’t want to immediately separate myself from. Despite my inclination to abandon the overly hopeful, I kept myself around Arrow, because I enjoyed how she could be so naive, and honestly believe we could get through and win.
She’s the optimist of our group, and I’m glad I met her. It really does suck she didn’t come out to explore with us. Almost a bit out of character for her.
Brant Finnegan - When I first met him, I almost let him bleed out. I’d leave him on the battlefield in a second. I had no need to save him. He was a womanizer and a pig overall. I was starting to gain just a bit of respect for him, until he threw Carolina aside. From then on, I had no reason not to just shoot him.
After Carolina’s untimely death, he changed. He stopped being such a fucking asshole. And I respect him so much for it. In fact, there was a time when I almost saw myself alongside him. Then I instantly threw that thought away, with disgust. He has become a better person, though, and he isn’t a bad guy to hang out with. He sure as hell has helped me keep the freak show in order.
Carolina Darkwaters - She originally died in the battle of Olympus. She was fiery, spirited, and courageous. I thought about her a lot. She was a good soldier, and a good friend. She went down swinging, too. Her death was the cause of a good five year period where a few of us thought life sucked. Brant was a good example.
But about six or seven months ago, during the Turian attack, something strange happened. I still can’t honestly explain it, despite the fact I’ve had multiple conversations with multiple sources about it.
There was a member of our group, who helped us fight the Turians, his name, it’s name, I suppose, was Tanch’tric. I got an odd vibe from him, it, whatever. It gave me an odd vibe. I couldn’t understand its intentions, but in the end, I supposed it fought for good.
It held Carolina’s ghost.
And during the battle, due to an unexplained interaction between it and a Concordian, she was set free. It didn’t even understand how the hell she came back. But it didn’t matter. She’s alive again. I don’t understand how, but she is. And apparently, she’s tagging along with us. I won’t lie, I’m looking forward to her company again, even though her revival might as well be an X-file.
Edward Infirious - He was a good person. Needy, sure. Flirtatious? Maybe. But he was a good person, good at holding back his issues and not letting them get to him. Then, Carolina died. And Edward snapped.
He’s ridden with PTSD and kills without remorse. And, part of me thought he enjoyed it. I couldn’t understand how Mark managed to propose to him. Then I realized, I wasn’t sure if Mark saw that side of Edward, or maybe Mark blamed himself. He did that a lot.
In a previously mentioned quarantine, he tried to kill Revelation, also known as Apollo. Oh, I might not have mentioned, that in quarantine, our old friend Apollo paid us a visit. I didn’t miss him. Moving on, he proceeded to lock himself in a closet, and emerged a few days later, looking more restrained.
I don’t think he fought during the invasion. He probably locked himself in and ignored it. I would’ve, if I just realized how much of a monster I was. No disrespect, but he really was a fucking monster. I’m glad he’s staying behind and healing, or at least trying to. Maybe he’s not even staying behind, I haven’t heard from him in about a month. I’ll ask Carolina later.
Eiffel Garvey - Another one who stayed behind from our exploration trip. Half-shark, half-man, probably half alcohol. He’s not a terrible person, he fought with us against Apollo, at least. He did seem like he was abusing Kraven, at first, though. Not to mention, fuck if he helped any of us before the Inheritors came around.
No, you know what? Fuck Eiffel. I don’t care. He’d probably say the same to me. Thanks for helping us fuck Apollo over.
Emily Guivera - Also known as Xrea. She was human, and apparently lived in the 2000s. But she was an alien abductee, supposedly experimenting on for centuries, or put in cryrostasis? I can’t quite remember the details of her abduction. But she found herself on Earth again in our time, with blue skin and red eyes. She was a good fighter, though, and her and Karinagurikara could win the award for ‘Least Annoying Newcomers.'
Fiona Liyes - I don’t use the term ‘friend’ much. I don’t have many, and I honestly like it to stay that way. But Fiona is one of the few people on this planet who I’m comfortable with calling my friend. A kind, caring, bubbly spirit, a powerhouse on the battlefield, and the perfect person to call a partner in crime. I haven’t gotten her verdict on the world exploration mission yet. She’ll probably ride up on a motorcycle just as we’re leaving, and scream “Wait for me!”
Gavin Lewis - Also known as Genesis. He was odd. I didn’t really know him well, but he seemed rather nervous, or at least a bit dependent on his brother, Revelation. He seemed to move up a bit when his brother was possessed by a fucking AI, though. What was interesting, was his medical knowledge and healing ability. I’d like to know more about that.
Jasmine Roberts - I’m not sure if she’s really considered one of the ‘Saviors of the Earth,’ but I want to throw her in anyhow. She’s a good woman, if a bit eccentric. Good with tools. Great with tools, actually. Built Tex, and she functions pretty damn well. Jasmine is Arrow’s mother, and I will say, she’s not bad to be around. Ironically, her sociopathic ways were one of the things that kept me sane enough to stop from killing someone in the first days of our fight against Apollo.
Karinagurikara - We called her Kari, Karina, Guri, Kara, and Wat. She had a lot of nicknames. Partially because her name was full of them. She’s an alien, sent here to study. She did a bit more than that. We were honestly lucky to have her here to fight with us against the Turians, because she had an understanding of aliens that none of us really did. She’s a good person, if I can actually call her that. I honestly don’t mind running into her occasionally, she’s interesting to talk to.
Kraven Blutegel - I’ll be brief. Kraven is small, fraidy, and fragile. Not exactly the characteristics you think of when you hear the word ‘vampire.’ But, rest assured, I’ve seen him drink plenty of blood. He’s actually more of a leech, and I mean that biologically. Though, it wouldn’t be a bad insult to use on him. He sure as hell leeched my fucking shot of Zokar.
Leonard Illicious - Leonard, as I previously mentioned, died in the first battle for Olympus. As I also previously mentioned, he’s smart enough to have saved his brain onto a computer chip, which we can insert into any computer with a slot, and talk to his ghost. It seems normal now. In fact, he’s the one recording these tapes for me. I’ll be honest. Leonard was a horrible person. He drank himself stupid every goddamn night, was grouchy and bitter every time he didn’t have whiskey down his throat, and overall was a shit person. And he had no qualms with it.
His death changed him a bit. For one, he uses his abilities and his mind well, and he’s not a fucking waste of air anymore, considering he can’t breathe. You’d think this sounds rude, but he’s laughing his ass off as I speak.
Magnus Drusidi - Magnus is…interesting. He’s currently working under Rachel for the city of Olympus’ police force, and he’s pretty damn good at his job. If I didn’t know how to defend myself, I’d feel safer knowing he’s on patrol. But I can, and therefore, I can tell you he’s not the brightest bulb. Takes him a bit to pick up on things. But overall, I’m honestly glad he was part of the team. Wouldn’t quite be the same without him and Kraven, as annoying as they were.
Mark Allen - Mark fucking Allen. I’ll use his real name, because who the fuck knows where he is. I think I made my thoughts on Mark Allen clear already, but if not, let me once again talk about him.
He was our leader. He was reluctant, to say the least, but that’s who he was. He led us once and we managed to take down Apollo, he led us twice and we managed to take down Zokar. He won’t be a third time. That’s apparently my job.
Instead of sticking around Olympus to see it grow more, he took his eleven year old daughter, Tiffany, and ran off. Vanished. I don’t even think he thanked Felix for saving his life. He just disappeared. And no goodbye, no note, no way to tell us if he actually left, or was shot in the head and rotted away.
And it still fucking angers me. So, if by any chance you hear this, Mark? Fucking drop by. We’d like to know if you actually survived or not.
Nathaniel Cray - I didn’t get to know Nathaniel too well. After Apollo, we didn’t talk at all. During the power-hungry computer’s days in rule, I got to know a bit of his history via files we stole from him on our first raid. His father, apparently, worked for Apollo, and thus, decided to experiment on his own children. It’s goddamn twisted. I shot his father in the head the first chance I got. Scum-sucking rat didn’t deserve his life anyway.
Nathaniel is a nice person. He’s a good person, who’s had bad things happened to him. And he didn’t deserve them. Hopefully, though, he’s been happier with Beth. I can only wish the best for him.
Phantom - I’ll be honest, I doubted Phantom heavily before our time in Quarantine. I never really thought his gas could be anything more than a trick of the eye, but that’s because I was smart enough to keep away from it myself. But, from what Edward said he felt, and saw, I don’t think I’ll be trying to tick off Phantom anytime soon.
Aside from the horror gas, Phantom overall isn’t horrible himself. He’s a decent person, I don’t think he’s coming along, though. Can’t say I’m shocked, didn’t seem like the type.
Richard Lewis - Also known as Revelation. Genesis’ powers directly affected him. Whatever he healed, Revelation would get. Seemed pretty shitty, honestly. Though, Rev was essentially half-robot anyway. I’m not quite sure what happened to him. Something confusing, with him and Tanch’tric and Apollo. I think they “became” the city. I don’t quite understand how that works, but, I try not to question it.
Riel Feldiras - I didn’t get to know her too well, honestly. She was a good force to have along, though. She was spirited, and willing to fight, which was good to have when half the people in Olympus took shelter underground as soon as aliens were mentioned. Not to mention, she and Xrea honestly ended up being rather cute together.
Tex - Remarkably similar to me. Honestly. I’m not sure if that means I’m more robot than human, or she’s more human than robot. Either one would probably scare us. Tex is, obviously, a robot, and because of that, I’d say she’s the one of, if not the smartest, of the original group. I think she and Phantom may be together, but it’s hard to tell with Tex. Plus, robot love is odd, if such a thing even exists.
Vivian and Silvia - A pair who helped us raid Apollo. Vivian was the older one, Silvia was the happier one. I haven’t heard from them since we beat Apollo. I honestly have no clue what happened to them. I figured I should include them, though, just on record.
And there you have it. Profiles of everyone who helped take down both Apollo, and Zokar. Somehow, all of these people managed to survive the wars we’ve been through, and I’ve got to say, they should be damn proud of it. Apollo’s army was no fucking joke, and I think we all know how intimidating Turians are.
And now, I’m going to be travelling the world with half of these people.
Just fucking kill me now.
Journal Entry #147
My name is Kuro Kage. If you’ve been listening to these recordings, you’re well aware of that. I suppose I should say, for those of you just joining us, these are, for the most part, a way to keep myself sane. A few moments to myself while I’m running the freakshow commonly known as ‘The saviors of planet Earth’. It’s nothing but chaos, in all honesty.
This tape is different. This tape is, quite literally, one for the history books. For anyone who’s managed to lose track of what’s happened for the past five years, or if I do for some reason, well, here you go. Let’s not delay.
Five years ago, myself and a group of people who would, quite honestly, never be seen in the same room together without these extremely specific circumstances, managed to save this planet from the clutches of a power hungry AI with a god complex, commonly known as Apollo.
Arrow Roberts, Brant Finnegan, Carolina Darkwaters, Edward Infirious, Eiffel Garvey, Fiona Liyes, Jasmine Roberts, Kraven Blutegel, Leonard Illicious, Magnus Drusidi, Mark Allen, Nathan Cray, Phantom, and Tex, and myself. These are the names of the people that fought for this Earth, some dying for it. I’d like to take this moment to remember Carolina Darkwaters. I never got to know her very well, but she was an assertive, caring and had a spirt as fiery as her hair. May she rest in peace.
Leonard Illicious, despite having lived on in the form of an artificial intelligence, also lost his human existence in the battle against Apollo. Not that he honestly cares. He’s more than happy to be able to make threats and not have any repercussions, whatsoever.
I feel like that story has been told, time and time again. Mark managed to bring the group of us together, we somehow kept from killing each other long enough to accomplish something, and the Earth has once again been given to humans. There are details that don’t need to be included, but I’d personally like to speak of my own grievances.
I wish I got to know Carolina more. I wish I had the opportunity to save her before she died. I think about her sometimes. I didn’t know her very well, but she was one of the few people in the group, that I could tolerate. In fact, when her and Brant fell apart, I almost wanted to teach him a lesson. But, remember that whole ‘fiery spirit’ thing I mentioned? That’s where I saw Carolina at her worst. There was nothing but anger in her words when she scolded him and really impacted Brant.
That’s why I honestly respect Carolina more than many of the others in the group. Not on a measure of their account, but on the fact that she did not take shit from people who took advantage of her. And I really wish I could see that side of her more. Once again, may she rest in peace.
After Carolina and Leonard’s deaths, after the battle with Apollo, after everything, things fell into a routine. Everything was normal. Hectic became normal. We were constantly trying to set things up and prepare the world for humans again. That, was no easy fucking task.
But we did it. The world was one of humans and robots, and even some aliens. In light of her death, we named the station that contained the rift the C.D.I.T. It was suiting, and a nice tribute.
Mark discovered the portal after the battle. We thought he’d died, we really did. But that fucker managed to show back up, and I was glad to see him. Then, I punched him for being such a reckless jackass. And I’m really, really hoping I’ll be able to do it again.
But I’ll save that for later.
After we finally got our shit together, something had to go and fuck it up again.
The Inheritors invaded, starting a rather controversial conversation in the CDIT, and then taking their tactics up a notch by fucking kidnapping Kraven, Mark and myself. So, they were subtle and polite.
This is where the virus came about. They tortured and tested Kraven, injecting him with a virus that would eventually put us in quarantine. I met the sundae bitch-excuse me, Aria Inerisia-in the asylum where they kept us. She thought it was fun to stab me and heal me with her fun little powers. I thought it was fun to take advantage of her stupidity and her abilities. I’m essentially Wolverine now, to put it in Arrow’s words.
This is also where I met Illesion Carmine, who I will be, from now on, referring to as Rose. I’ll be blunt. I fucking hated Rose. And I still do. I really do. He was a slut with an overly cocky attitude and a fucking pain in the ass, in general. I find myself saying ‘fuck’ around him more than usual. Maybe it’s a placebo effect.
Once we escaped, I looked forward to Kraven’s sickness being healed, and never seeing Rose again. Unfortunately for both parties, neither of those things happened.
We invaded the Inheritors’ base of operations soon after, very soon after, to attempt final negotiations. That didn’t happen. They were hell bent on making this planet theirs. And we didn’t exactly want to budge, either. So, we were stuck at a bleak standstill.
In quarantine, somehow, all of that was resolved. Tex revealed she was holding an alien in her head, named Sera. Sera brought an army, of the race known as the Concordians. One of the new members of our freakshow, named Karinagurikara, or Wat, brought an army of her insectoid army as well. The scales slowly balanced.
The battle was still a bit shocking. It honestly rattled me more than I thought it would Fighting isn’t something I’m scared of doing. It’s what I’m most comfortable doing. I don’t like fighting, but hell if I’m good at it. Now, let me make myself clear. I don’t like fighting. I don’t like conflict. But a one-sided anger resolved by a bullet or a knife? Yes please.
Why it was shocking? Because, so much more happened that wasn’t fighting. For one thing, I was almost killed. That’s not something I’m used to. I’m used to winning. It shook me a bit.
Another thing, was that a previously mentioned annoying slut named Rose, happened to be the one that took me off the autopsy table. He swooped in, heroic and vengeful, and took me out of the battle with Aria Inerisia, and killed her, but died in the process. And, despite his whorishness, and his general bad attitude, may Rose rest in peace.
It’s bugged me, that I let him save my life. That I didn’t die strong, that I let that twig get in the way. I’m grateful, but annoyed. It’s a hum compared to the screaming chorus that came later.
I guess I have a sister. Hazel Kage. Sixteen years old. DNA test proves that we are blood related, through my father. She was raised in the same cult I was, as a replacement for me. That’s so, fucking twisted. I’m glad I managed to get her out, and that she thinks for herself.
She’s not violent. She’d rather talk than shoot. That’s so fucking good. He didn’t brainwash her. She’s not a killer at heart, and I’m not going to let her turn into one. Hazel is still a kid, despite how much she wants to say she’s not. I love her dearly, even though I’ve only known her for a few months. I want to protect her for as long as I can, I don’t want her to grow into the pitiful monster I’ve become.
Felix was brought into the ring. I don’t know how, and I honestly don’t care. He’s more of a fighter. Quick on his feet, flexible and agile. Fighting-wise, he’s like a male version of me, except slightly younger. Not to mention a bit clumsier, and less adaptable. But that comes with his larger stature. He’s not bad. He’s protected Hazel when she didn’t choose to fight, and I respect and trust him. That’s rather rare. But here’s the reason why.
He most likely saved Mark’s life.
That’s the last thing I heard about Mark. That he was pushed out of the battlefield and blacked out. I haven’t seen him since quarantine.
He said he planned to run off. I understand that. I can understand why he wanted to leave. I can understand why running this fucking freak show became too much for him to handle. Hell, I’ve been running it for a few months and I want to fucking kill someone. I can understand he was stressed. I can understand why he left and probably would’ve joined him, had he not fucking hated me before he did.
But he didn’t say a goddamn word before he left. No note, no ‘Fuck you, goodbye’, no ‘See you later, assholes! Oh, wait, NO I WON’T!’, nothing. But, I’m not sure if he actually left. For all I know, he could be dead. Leonard couldn’t find him, but that could mean flat biosigns, or he left the city. I’m banking on the second option.
I’ve scoured Olympus. I’ve even scoured the underground. I’ve broken into places I should’ve never seen, places that could give me a bullet in my head if I wasn’t careful, and places the government would if they found out. I’ve looked everywhere, turned over every stone. He’s fucking gone. And I wake up every day, and at some point, remember that he’s not here. Whether I worry about him, praying he’s not dead, or I’m so fucking angry that I could shoot him. It fluctuates. One day I’d rush towards Mark and throw my arms around him. Another, I’d give him a bloody nose.
He didn’t say anything, I don’t know where he is, no number of searches have brought me any fucking closer to finding his stupid ass, and he could be fucking dead, and his parting words with me were so fucking painful, and I can’t help but think of what I did to him, and how just a simple slip of my tongue drew him to that conclusion and my mind gets tangled and fuzzy when I think about how I never even got the chance to take it back and I can’t fucking believe that I let us part with such a fucking shitty ending and I don’t know if I’m capable of accepting that I might never see him again to just fucking apologize and let him know that I didn’t mean to be such a fucking bitch for once in my life and that I really do care for him and that I just wanted to make sure he wasn’t hurt again after all the shitty things that have happened to him and I just want to see him happy. More than I want him to come back into my life, more than I want to punch him in the goddamn face, I just want a note, a recording, a video, SOMETHING to let me know that he isn’t dead or living like a fucking nomad, wallowing in his own sadness because KURO FROM OLYMPUS HAD THE NERVE TO TELL HIM HE WAS TOO TIRED FOR HIS OWN DAMN GOOD.
…
Excuse me if that was a bit out of character.
...
...I want to know he’s okay. And leaving the city might be the best way to do that. We’re leaving Olympus to explore the world. I’m hoping to find him on the way. That’s what we’re doing. We’re going out to explore the world.
This is going to be a fucking trainwreck.
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Journal Entry #148
My name is Kuro Kage. I feel like I should commence every entry by saying this, even though at this point it’s redundant. In my last entry I described the heroes of our Earth, and the history of their battles. This time, I’ll be giving a profile of them. My second entry for the history books, I suppose.
Arrow Roberts - We met her when she was just sixteen. Excitable, young and full of spirit, she was the morale booster of the group. At times, she was one of the few people of the group I didn’t want to immediately separate myself from. Despite my inclination to abandon the overly hopeful, I kept myself around Arrow, because I enjoyed how she could be so naive, and honestly believe we could get through and win.
She’s the optimist of our group, and I’m glad I met her. It really does suck she didn’t come out to explore with us. Almost a bit out of character for her.
Brant Finnegan - When I first met him, I almost let him bleed out. I’d leave him on the battlefield in a second. I had no need to save him. He was a womanizer and a pig overall. I was starting to gain just a bit of respect for him, until he threw Carolina aside. From then on, I had no reason not to just shoot him.
After Carolina’s untimely death, he changed. He stopped being such a fucking asshole. And I respect him so much for it. In fact, there was a time when I almost saw myself alongside him. Then I instantly threw that thought away, with disgust. He has become a better person, though, and he isn’t a bad guy to hang out with. He sure as hell has helped me keep the freak show in order.
Carolina Darkwaters - She originally died in the battle of Olympus. She was fiery, spirited, and courageous. I thought about her a lot. She was a good soldier, and a good friend. She went down swinging, too. Her death was the cause of a good five year period where a few of us thought life sucked. Brant was a good example.
But about six or seven months ago, during the Turian attack, something strange happened. I still can’t honestly explain it, despite the fact I’ve had multiple conversations with multiple sources about it.
There was a member of our group, who helped us fight the Turians, his name, it’s name, I suppose, was Tanch’tric. I got an odd vibe from him, it, whatever. It gave me an odd vibe. I couldn’t understand its intentions, but in the end, I supposed it fought for good.
It held Carolina’s ghost.
And during the battle, due to an unexplained interaction between it and a Concordian, she was set free. It didn’t even understand how the hell she came back. But it didn’t matter. She’s alive again. I don’t understand how, but she is. And apparently, she’s tagging along with us. I won’t lie, I’m looking forward to her company again, even though her revival might as well be an X-file.
Edward Infirious - He was a good person. Needy, sure. Flirtatious? Maybe. But he was a good person, good at holding back his issues and not letting them get to him. Then, Carolina died. And Edward snapped.
He’s ridden with PTSD and kills without remorse. And, part of me thought he enjoyed it. I couldn’t understand how Mark managed to propose to him. Then I realized, I wasn’t sure if Mark saw that side of Edward, or maybe Mark blamed himself. He did that a lot.
In a previously mentioned quarantine, he tried to kill Revelation, also known as Apollo. Oh, I might not have mentioned, that in quarantine, our old friend Apollo paid us a visit. I didn’t miss him. Moving on, he proceeded to lock himself in a closet, and emerged a few days later, looking more restrained.
I don’t think he fought during the invasion. He probably locked himself in and ignored it. I would’ve, if I just realized how much of a monster I was. No disrespect, but he really was a fucking monster. I’m glad he’s staying behind and healing, or at least trying to. Maybe he’s not even staying behind, I haven’t heard from him in about a month. I’ll ask Carolina later.
Eiffel Garvey - Another one who stayed behind from our exploration trip. Half-shark, half-man, probably half alcohol. He’s not a terrible person, he fought with us against Apollo, at least. He did seem like he was abusing Kraven, at first, though. Not to mention, fuck if he helped any of us before the Inheritors came around.
No, you know what? Fuck Eiffel. I don’t care. He’d probably say the same to me. Thanks for helping us fuck Apollo over.
Emily Guivera - Also known as Xrea. She was human, and apparently lived in the 2000s. But she was an alien abductee, supposedly experimenting on for centuries, or put in cryrostasis? I can’t quite remember the details of her abduction. But she found herself on Earth again in our time, with blue skin and red eyes. She was a good fighter, though, and her and Karinagurikara could win the award for ‘Least Annoying Newcomers.'
Fiona Liyes - I don’t use the term ‘friend’ much. I don’t have many, and I honestly like it to stay that way. But Fiona is one of the few people on this planet who I’m comfortable with calling my friend. A kind, caring, bubbly spirit, a powerhouse on the battlefield, and the perfect person to call a partner in crime. I haven’t gotten her verdict on the world exploration mission yet. She’ll probably ride up on a motorcycle just as we’re leaving, and scream “Wait for me!”
Gavin Lewis - Also known as Genesis. He was odd. I didn’t really know him well, but he seemed rather nervous, or at least a bit dependent on his brother, Revelation. He seemed to move up a bit when his brother was possessed by a fucking AI, though. What was interesting, was his medical knowledge and healing ability. I’d like to know more about that.
Jasmine Roberts - I’m not sure if she’s really considered one of the ‘Saviors of the Earth,’ but I want to throw her in anyhow. She’s a good woman, if a bit eccentric. Good with tools. Great with tools, actually. Built Tex, and she functions pretty damn well. Jasmine is Arrow’s mother, and I will say, she’s not bad to be around. Ironically, her sociopathic ways were one of the things that kept me sane enough to stop from killing someone in the first days of our fight against Apollo.
Karinagurikara - We called her Kari, Karina, Guri, Kara, and Wat. She had a lot of nicknames. Partially because her name was full of them. She’s an alien, sent here to study. She did a bit more than that. We were honestly lucky to have her here to fight with us against the Turians, because she had an understanding of aliens that none of us really did. She’s a good person, if I can actually call her that. I honestly don’t mind running into her occasionally, she’s interesting to talk to.
Kraven Blutegel - I’ll be brief. Kraven is small, fraidy, and fragile. Not exactly the characteristics you think of when you hear the word ‘vampire.’ But, rest assured, I’ve seen him drink plenty of blood. He’s actually more of a leech, and I mean that biologically. Though, it wouldn’t be a bad insult to use on him. He sure as hell leeched my fucking shot of Zokar.
Leonard Illicious - Leonard, as I previously mentioned, died in the first battle for Olympus. As I also previously mentioned, he’s smart enough to have saved his brain onto a computer chip, which we can insert into any computer with a slot, and talk to his ghost. It seems normal now. In fact, he’s the one recording these tapes for me. I’ll be honest. Leonard was a horrible person. He drank himself stupid every goddamn night, was grouchy and bitter every time he didn’t have whiskey down his throat, and overall was a shit person. And he had no qualms with it.
His death changed him a bit. For one, he uses his abilities and his mind well, and he’s not a fucking waste of air anymore, considering he can’t breathe. You’d think this sounds rude, but he’s laughing his ass off as I speak.
Magnus Drusidi - Magnus is…interesting. He’s currently working under Rachel for the city of Olympus’ police force, and he’s pretty damn good at his job. If I didn’t know how to defend myself, I’d feel safer knowing he’s on patrol. But I can, and therefore, I can tell you he’s not the brightest bulb. Takes him a bit to pick up on things. But overall, I’m honestly glad he was part of the team. Wouldn’t quite be the same without him and Kraven, as annoying as they were.
Mark Allen - Mark fucking Allen. I’ll use his real name, because who the fuck knows where he is. I think I made my thoughts on Mark Allen clear already, but if not, let me once again talk about him.
He was our leader. He was reluctant, to say the least, but that’s who he was. He led us once and we managed to take down Apollo, he led us twice and we managed to take down Zokar. He won’t be a third time. That’s apparently my job.
Instead of sticking around Olympus to see it grow more, he took his eleven year old daughter, Tiffany, and ran off. Vanished. I don’t even think he thanked Felix for saving his life. He just disappeared. And no goodbye, no note, no way to tell us if he actually left, or was shot in the head and rotted away.
And it still fucking angers me. So, if by any chance you hear this, Mark? Fucking drop by. We’d like to know if you actually survived or not.
Nathaniel Cray - I didn’t get to know Nathaniel too well. After Apollo, we didn’t talk at all. During the power-hungry computer’s days in rule, I got to know a bit of his history via files we stole from him on our first raid. His father, apparently, worked for Apollo, and thus, decided to experiment on his own children. It’s goddamn twisted. I shot his father in the head the first chance I got. Scum-sucking rat didn’t deserve his life anyway.
Nathaniel is a nice person. He’s a good person, who’s had bad things happened to him. And he didn’t deserve them. Hopefully, though, he’s been happier with Beth. I can only wish the best for him.
Phantom - I’ll be honest, I doubted Phantom heavily before our time in Quarantine. I never really thought his gas could be anything more than a trick of the eye, but that’s because I was smart enough to keep away from it myself. But, from what Edward said he felt, and saw, I don’t think I’ll be trying to tick off Phantom anytime soon.
Aside from the horror gas, Phantom overall isn’t horrible himself. He’s a decent person, I don’t think he’s coming along, though. Can’t say I’m shocked, didn’t seem like the type.
Richard Lewis - Also known as Revelation. Genesis’ powers directly affected him. Whatever he healed, Revelation would get. Seemed pretty shitty, honestly. Though, Rev was essentially half-robot anyway. I’m not quite sure what happened to him. Something confusing, with him and Tanch’tric and Apollo. I think they “became” the city. I don’t quite understand how that works, but, I try not to question it.
Riel Feldiras - I didn’t get to know her too well, honestly. She was a good force to have along, though. She was spirited, and willing to fight, which was good to have when half the people in Olympus took shelter underground as soon as aliens were mentioned. Not to mention, she and Xrea honestly ended up being rather cute together.
Tex - Remarkably similar to me. Honestly. I’m not sure if that means I’m more robot than human, or she’s more human than robot. Either one would probably scare us. Tex is, obviously, a robot, and because of that, I’d say she’s the one of, if not the smartest, of the original group. I think she and Phantom may be together, but it’s hard to tell with Tex. Plus, robot love is odd, if such a thing even exists.
Vivian and Silvia - A pair who helped us raid Apollo. Vivian was the older one, Silvia was the happier one. I haven’t heard from them since we beat Apollo. I honestly have no clue what happened to them. I figured I should include them, though, just on record.
And there you have it. Profiles of everyone who helped take down both Apollo, and Zokar. Somehow, all of these people managed to survive the wars we’ve been through, and I’ve got to say, they should be damn proud of it. Apollo’s army was no fucking joke, and I think we all know how intimidating Turians are.
And now, I’m going to be travelling the world with half of these people.
Just fucking kill me now.