Journal 002
I've been doing a lot of research over this device- as much as I can, at least, given its capabilities- but I haven't found any concrete answers. Just a lot of seemingly random pieces of information, a lot of fear about an upcoming attacks, and what seem to be communications from former enemies. At least with XANA we knew where we stood, but this is maddening. And that's not the only thing that's worrying me.
[private, hackable*]
I wasn't there to protect her, to help her. I don't care if we're dealing with alternate timelines or a digital avatar or even a god. I promised I would be there for her, and I wasn't. Even if she's okay now, I'm not okay with it. I should have been able to do something!
And now that I'm here, I don't think I'll be able to do anything. I'm not a fighter. At home, there were things that only I could do. Even though I worried about sending my friends into danger, I knew I was doing my best to make sure they were okay. And I know I evened the score. We were a team, and that was the reason it worked.
Here, I barely know anything about the world and what I can do to help. Assuming there is something I can do. I hate being in the dark like this.
[/private]
Since the people I talked to when I first got here were fairly informative, it can't hurt to ask: what is going on around here? In detail, and
Is it normal for giant Easter eggs to hatch into large living computer mice?
[* It hasn't yet occurred to Jeremie that someone might try to hack his journal, so if you're teh l33t, have fun! Also, that strike = unreadable.]
[private, hackable*]
I wasn't there to protect her, to help her. I don't care if we're dealing with alternate timelines or a digital avatar or even a god. I promised I would be there for her, and I wasn't. Even if she's okay now, I'm not okay with it. I should have been able to do something!
And now that I'm here, I don't think I'll be able to do anything. I'm not a fighter. At home, there were things that only I could do. Even though I worried about sending my friends into danger, I knew I was doing my best to make sure they were okay. And I know I evened the score. We were a team, and that was the reason it worked.
Here, I barely know anything about the world and what I can do to help. Assuming there is something I can do. I hate being in the dark like this.
[/private]
Since the people I talked to when I first got here were fairly informative, it can't hurt to ask: what is going on around here? In detail, and
Is it normal for giant Easter eggs to hatch into large living computer mice?
[* It hasn't yet occurred to Jeremie that someone might try to hack his journal, so if you're teh l33t, have fun! Also, that strike = unreadable.]