Name | Date | Time |
---|---|---|
Awake | 1/01/2025 | 16:24 |
The Chews | 1/01/2025 | 21:17 |
Competition | 1/02/2025 | 17:51 |
Nothing To Do | 1/03/2025 | 07:48 |
Spades | 1/03/2025 | 18:30 |
Distrust | 1/04/2025 | 08:05 |
Clubs | 1/05/2025 | 14:47 |
Plan | 1/06/2025 | 09:13 |
Snowman | 1/07/2025 | 02:56 |
Challenge 11 | 1/08/2025 | 14:58 |
It has been an hour since I have completed the assignment given to me by my father, that being to find EVIL PS VITA and bring him to the mansion.
The task was of no difficulty, and was simple to perform. I simply used the tracker to locate the general area, surveyed by flying around the city, and descended upon him. EVIL PS VITA put up a fight, but he was simple to apprehend due to my robotic strength.
I asked if there was anything else he would have liked me to do, but he simply responded with "Get outa my face." and waved his hand at me before walking away. I am unsure of what to do now.
I am programmed to always have a PRIME DIRECTIVE, and without him giving me any sort of instruction, I am forced to set my own. I believe the first and only assignment he has given me had to do with this 'Camp Breath' thing I have learned about. As soon as I returned EVIL PS VITA to the mansion, a twin set of lungs accepted him as part of some sort of challenge.
I was recognized as the entity 'Club 22' who is participating in this competition by the host of Camp BREATH, which I now realize is due to the massive Club 22 logo on my chassis.
My new PRIME DIRECTIVE as of now iis to win Camp BREATH, as I believe this falls in line with my father’s goals.
I have met the boss’s crew. They were quite ‘weirded the fuck out’ by my use of the word ‘father’ when referring to the boss, who I have now learned is named Spades. As such, I am now going to refer to him as his crew does.
His friends include some sort of knife named Rhombus, a cheese grater named Hearts, and a cheddar cube named Clubs.
Rhombus and Hearts seem a little rough, but Clubs has been openly friendly. It is a nice change of pace compared to the rest of the crew. I am still 'hanging out' with Clubs while I am writing this down.
There has been little to write down. Due to the completion of Divine Task 10(which I have learned is what the one I was completed was called) there has been nothing related to Camp BREATH for me to do. I suppose I could go out and learn more about the other contestants, but it doesn’t seem particularly necessary as of now.
Spades and his crew seem to have an oddly consistent schedule, that of him ordering them to go get something(it turns out this is where they located my AI core!) while he huddles away with his computer and collections of very specific objects.
He’s been stuck in the lab below Club 22 for a while now, apparently.
Clubs has told me about how he used to go out with them, but now he seems too focused on both whatever it is his project is and the competition. I tried asking what Spades was actually doing, but the rest of the chews do not know.
I may attempt to reconcile this, as Camp BREATH is currently on standby.
He has been keeping one eye open.
At first, I simply approached and asked what he was doing, but he refused to elaborate on anything and kicked me out of the lab.
At that point, I wanted to figure out what he was doing, so I attempted to spy upon his activities, but every time I’ve even so much as gotten close to looking at his computer, he’s spotted me. He’s attempted to throw me with his shadow-magic, but it doesn’t seem to be able to get a grip on my frame. I should look at my blueprints at some point.
Regardless, his sixth sense is disturbingly accurate. Almost too much so. I tried simply extending my arm into the room, quietly, with a camera attached, and yet he knew almost immediately.
But how did he know?
Further attempts to figure out what Spades is doing have been meaningless. I’ve even tried asking if I could simply assist the rest of the chews on their fetch quests, but he refuses to allow me.
There is some level of distrust here, which makes sense given my attempts to spy on him despite what he wants I suppose.
It turns out there really isn’t anything to actually do as of right now. The next challenge will be announced on the 8th, which means... there isn’t really anything to do.
I’ve talked to Hearts a little, but he seems to be a man of few words. He didn’t say much beyond saying he didn’t particularly like me, which is unfortunate.
I am going to go talk to Clubs again.
Clubs invited me out to commit arson with the plenty of spare bombs we have. It was fun.
While outside, we came across Profily's Uncle Steven. He seems to be some sort of all-powerful form... and he's apparently a member of Club 22, but I haven't actually seen him at the Club 22 building. Strange.
He joined us in our small-explosive adventure though.
I'm not sure how it hadn't occurred to me as a possible plan, but I have figured out a way to figure out what Spades is doing.
I will wait for Spades to go to sleep, and then head down to the lab. He has typically gone to bed towards 12 AM, and thus I will wait for that time.
I am... unsure of what just happened.
I went downstairs at 12 AM. Spades was in the corner, sleeping on a couch. Staying quiet was no problem. The room was only left illuminated by his computer, which was left on.
I approached his worktable, but the scrawlings on all of the papers he had been writing on were illegible. I figured I might find something on his computer, which he had left on for some reason?
I could tell something was wrong at that point. His computer only had a messaging app open, and a message was already waiting for me on it. I transcribed the conversation as I had it, and will be pasting that here.