-These audio logs would be on her ship computer amongst various crap that is hoarded in boxes labeled. - . . . Intilizing. /// Booting physical components now. Camera. . . Ready. Microhpone. . . Ready. 'Compy'. . . Ready. /// Handshaking. . . Initializing feed. . . /// -The camera comes on to a girl. Black raven colored hair, a black scarf and a long dress with an off-white pleasant eggshell color.- First day in this new sector. I went to some place called.... -She reaches for a piece of paper.- Opportunity or Port Last. I was escorted over to the hospital. The room looked like an unmaintained surgery room. I didn't have the heart to tell them that their medical supplies could have used some updating... Anyways, they had some poor sap who got his arms chopped off. The bad news is they rubbed acid on the stumps killing all the nerves. They were pretty useless at that point. Then the stupid armless guy was like "Why don't you attach them to my heart?". -She would laugh to herself.- What an idiot.. I tried to explain to the lot but it seemed a little lost on them. Anyways, I've been hired to work for a guy named Jesse. He runs a chem lab and usually smells like one. I might check to see if he has any good chemicals for use as lubricants for gears and engines. Probably not but I've found weirder stuff in weirder places... -She takes a pause looking at the date on her phone.- Oh, yeah. Happy Halloween. I'm gonna go check to see if my berserker costume from my DnD LARP set is still in one of these boxes. -She walks back into her ship digging through her boxes. She lets out an audible 'Found yah' which is a little distorted over the microphone. After a little bit she appears wearing a viking helmet.- You guys thought I was joking! Level 78 berserker up in this ship! -She looks around blushing.- I'm glad no one was around to hear that... -She clears her throat. 'Ahem'. She continues the briefing in a very serious manner though still wearing the viking helmet.- This is turning less into a medical report and into some kind of video diary. So I'll e--... -The helmet tilts to the side of her head as she catches one of the horns. She tries to stay serious but breaks character.- Haha! If my professors could see me now! "You don't take video logs super cereal!" -She wags her finger at the screen making a mocked up face. She sighs then reaches towards the camera.- /// End of feed. . . Saved as "First Day in this new Sector."
. . . Intilizing. /// Booting physical components now. Camera. . . Ready. Microhpone. . . Ready. 'Compy'. . . Ready. /// Handshaking. . . Initializing feed. . . ///-The camera turns on to Lucie in her same old raggedy dress with the black soft looking scarf. Her eyes are baggy like she hasn't slept much. Her scarf pulled up over her mouth. It muffles her voice.- Medical Log, like, two or something. Jesse Riddles drug lord, criminal, friend. Dead. -She looks very choked up after mentioning Jesse's name.- Claimer: Luciellia Vincious Lux. -She pronounces her name with a silky accent it would catch someone's ear if they never heard her talk in her native tongue.- Cause of death... Unknown. Age... Unknown, estimate is around 23. Anyways, in other news... -She sighs like she doesn't want to move on.- Right, uh... I quit smoking all this pot... Guess since Jesse isn't around I have no one to enjoy it with. I miss him... -She'd pause a while in quiet reflection before continuing.- Met the boss's boyfriend. A real stiffy... He got all weird and started talking about Danny's penis size and stuff... Bleh... There is another girl... Blue or some shit. Seems really eager to kiss ass as well. Kind of freaks me out... -She smiles a moment before she silently reaches to turn off the camera.- ///End of feed. . . Saved as "Jesse Riddles: Drug lord, Criminal, Friend. Dead."
Statement update: +75,000 pixels. ------------------------------------------------ Intilizing. . . /// Booting physical components now. Camera. . . Ready. Microhpone. . . Ready. 'Compy'. . . Ready. Music.exe. . . Ready. /// Handshaking. . . Initializing feed. . . /// -The camera comes on to Lucie in her raggedy dress and soft scarf. She has a pair of goggles around her neck as well this time. She moves away from the camera after turning it on. In the background would be music playing its quiet enough that it doesn't disturb the message.- (()) Medical Log three. I worked with a patient... Multiple bullet wounds to the leg. I prepped a cybernetic leg I hadn't done a leg in a while. Most people can't afford it really... The patient wished to remain confidential but for this log I'm legally bound to report all names. -She pulls up the iPad looking thing and scroll through it for a second.- Patient name: Danny Saint Ives. Replacement: Leg, Model 667.LEG.UP.666.127... -She says the names very clearly and makes sure to annunciate the words correctly. Her accent would come out a little.- Claimee: Luciellia Vinicious Lux. Anyways, I used a blow torch to cut off the leg just above the knee. After the wound cauterized I pulled back the layer of burnt skin with a pair of tweezers. After exposing new nerves I attached the nerves to a set of nerve triggers. Then watched the toes to see if they calibrated correctly. They seemed in working order. There was more but this is a pretty standard job. So, any of you stupid nerds who might be watching this for medical eduction. Just read the book... -She smiles. Then pulls up a soda. Crack, hiss, fizz. She takes a sip.- Anyways, I guess thats all. Oh, I told him seventy thousand for the job fifty for the leg and fifty for being quiet. Then I gave him a discount because a lot of people I knew were friends with him. So, I told him seventy he sent me seventy five. Just a note for record keeping. -She would smile again reaching forward to turn off the camera.- /// End of feed. . . Saved as "Getting a leg up on the competition!"
Statement update:-50,000 pixels. Current Balance: 25,000 pixels. ------------------------------------------------ Intilizing. . . /// Booting physical components now. Camera. . . Ready. Microhpone. . . Ready. 'Compy'. . . Ready. /// Handshaking. . . Initializing feed. . . /// -The scene would open to Lucie lying in a bed with big sheets pulled up over her chest to prevent any spillage. Amongst the other videos this would be the first one you can see her neck. She has a deep scar on her neck against the white skin. She is also skinny looking as well with slightly toned muscle. She was lying on her side looking at the camera. Behind her was wooden walls with very intricate woodwork. There was a gentle howl of wind in the background.- Medical log four. -She yawned a little covering her mouth and turning away from the camera. She was very sleepy eyed and hazy looking. She continues talking in a very hushed but audible manner.- I worked on my prototype aerosol medicine balls today. They seem to work as intended the only problem is generating the orbs with consistency. I'm only at 90% consistent generation. I use a machine to put them together. It first converts medicine into a aerosol then 'harvest' the gas and traps it in a poly composite orb. This procedure produces eighteen balls from the original medicine. Though, each ball is three times as effective as the medicine itself but smaller doses. -She looks a little excited amongst the haze.- This could be revolutionary. One pill can help eighteen people. Think of all the money and stuff that'll save. It won't replace medicine that needs to be used in certain ways of course. But, it is an alternative and cost effective way to have lots of medicine on these colony that have very little. -She smiles gently brushing hair out of her face and adjusting the blanket so she didn't have any spillage.- Sorry for the inappropriate location. I bought a house! Its on a colony called 'The Repbulic of Canada!' This bed... Is the most amazing bed I've ever slept in. The snow is beautiful... It is really cold though. -She closes her eyes a moment then looks at the window at the snow falling. She reels it in before laying her head back down.- I'm talking quietly because I have a guest over... Before you all start giggling I didn't sleep with him. -She'd point up. towards the room. Probably where another room was.- This bird guy Dirt-Feet. He was that Danny person's boyfriend or something. I figured this house is way to big for one person. So, I let him sleep upstairs in the observatory slash guest bedroom slash library. He said he didn't have a place to go. -She closes her eyes a moment the feed would still be going. Before she opens them again.- Oh, sorry. Umm.. I was invited to a wedding by Zidonne. Honestly, I don't know him too well but he said I was his 'not date'. I thought it would be fun to go and not see people murdered or mutilated for a change... -She'd giggle slightly.- Anyways, I went and it was a lot of sitting. Zidonne was showing everyone nudes of some fish girl and trying to ask every furry female around him out. Most declined then one was very intrigued with him. So, much so she barked at me to move to another seat. I didn't want to get in trouble so I moved. There was this one guy I sat next too... -She looks kind of unhappy to remember him.- He was this militaristic looking guy from those sic-fi shows. I guess some kind of Hylotl fighter under one of the people's command. He made me super uncomfortable. I didn't say anything as to not piss him off. -She looks a little peeved after that.- Then the person who invited me left! He just... Left. I was there at a wedding alone. I didn't know anyone. So, I went to find the bathroom. I ran into these two singing and trying to make out or something on the balcony. Then I walked to another room with some Hylotl in a white dress and asked her if she knew the bathroom was. She started leading me and I told her I just wanted to go. Then I asked her to wish the bride and groom my congratulations. -She looks really embarrassed.- It's probably the last place I'll go with that crazy ape. -She smiles at the camera pulling the blankets up again. Then she sighs.- Oh, I also got arrested on Opportunity for being affiliated with the Outcast. They took me to the jail cell after someone yelled at me to get away from the beam pad from the sniper tower thing. I think it was all a misunderstanding. They thought I was an Outcast who committed all these horrible deeds. Honestly, I was never an outcast. I just worked for Jesse... -Her whole demeanor changes to something slightly more solemn as she hugs her pillow.- Sorry, still kind of miss him. Not too many people to pal around with these days. True is he wasn't even interested in me... -She pauses. Then reaches forward to turn off the camera.- /// End of feed. . . Saved as "The Republic of Canada!"
