Day 241: I ate Chun-Li the horse/panda. Note to self panda meat is delicious, no wonder they're almost extinct. When and if I get out of this place I'm going hunting with my old VC buddies.
Day 242: Suddenly I remember I have a sharpie in my pocket. I use it to draw a small, mustachioed face on my left hand. I can make him talk, and gave him a Mexican accent. After a little debating with myself, I decide to name him Skeeter Rodriguez.
Day 244: I bled profusely from the Sharpie wound, and ended up getting a nasty infection in my hand. It seems I now have a tumorous cyst. I drew another face on my other hand, and named it Fabio. Perhaps this will help me cope with the loss of Skeeter and the terrible pain.
Day 245: When I woke up today Fabio was holding the Sharpie at my neck, it turns out he was Skeeter's brother and he's out for revenge. I hope I don't die...
Day 255: Whilst sitting in my shiny new metal box I here explosions and screaming outside. Wait a second... now I here a song, some guy singing about what he doesn't want to do to the world, but rather what he wants to do to someone's heart.
Day: 257: I'm annoyed today, mostly by the noise that keeps happening when I spin my head really quickly. But halfway through the day a large message came up telling me that my box has crashed and needs to restart... I'm almost tempted to press "Okay", but my dwarf conscience tells me to be wary of the button.
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