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 Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 5:58 pm
Date - March 30th 2010
...is this thing on? Does it even turn on? Not sure... well I don't see any buttons so I'm guessing it doesn't go on. Oh wait... I just write in here? How do I save? I just close it? Ah...
Bad start to the first page I guess. Well, I might as well introduce myself seeing as I've already made myself look like an idiot. I'm Skartplug, the CMO of FLAAHQ1, 2, and every other ship we own. I've lost count on how many there are seeing as they're scattered around the universe.
I've been a member of the Freelancers for around 12 vorns now after they picked me up at a medical facility when I was 20. They really helped me out when they took me in, I had nowhere else to go after everything that had happened.
I should explain really, please bear with me because it's hard for me to write about it.
Well, to start off with I was born in a trench halfway through a battle between the Autobots and the Decepticons. My mother was a Decepticon, whereas my father was an Autobot. I have one picture of them together with me, it was taken moments after I was sparked, and an hour later my dad was killed whilst taking a bullet for their commander Optimus Prime.
Seeing as I was stuck with my mother, she used me to hide data in, a 'drug mule' I think the human term is, except with data chips, not drugs. She nearly lost me to the autobots when a femme found me crying in an abandoned and nearly collapsed building, but she swiftly slaughtered her for coming anywhere near me.
As I grew up, she began to go insane. I later learned that she had an uncureable viral infection known as CSP, chronic stress paralaxis. This causes the one infected with it to latch onto one particular mech or femme and without that person, they slowly but surely go insane. Most take their stress out on their loved ones or friends, others kill themselves. Unfortunatly for me, it was the former.
At the age of 2 vorns, I was walking and talking. My mum threw me into front line warrior training, but I didn't want to be a fighter. I wanted to be a medic, so I could try and find a cure to my mums disease, but she refused to allow me to go into medical training. 'Medics are weak and I will not allow you to bring shame upon me and my ancesters by breaking the chain of fighters', she used to tell me. All of my past family had been decepticon front line warriors.
Despite this, I trained in medical anyway. After I was left alone in the warrior training, I would sneak out and head down to the medical acadamy where I'd learn the things I wanted to learn.
Eventually, I was caught out. My mother was furious, she beat me and scratched out my optics, before disowning me and leaving me alone in Decepticon HQ. I was just turning five vorns old, and I was already alone in the universe.
I'm going to leave this here for now, I have patiants to attend to and I would like to finish my crafting before my shift ends. I like to craft things out of jewels which I mine and spare metal, it's a hobby of mine.
I better go. I will update this when I am next on duty, which will probably be tomorrow seeing as I'm on duty everyday.
Skartplug.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 1:15 pm
Tuesday - March 30th 2010 - 20:20pm
Hey, it's me again. My commander said I should make a habit of updating this, so I'm going to give it a try, least then I can say I've attempted it.
Well, not much to say. It's quiet in the medbay at the moment, only have Diode in because his idiotic twin turned some heavy drum and base on whilst he was in the room and ended up blowing his brothers sensitive audios out again. He'll be gone by morning.
Nightbeam's off for the night because she isn't feeling too well so she's going to be watching the kids whilst I do the last shifts. Oh, I didn't explain all that did I?
Well, Nightbeam is my bonded partner. She's a red jet, beautiful in my optics. Why she picked a grey coloured mech like me I have no idea, but she did and she's made me the happiest mech alive. We have three sparklings, two femmes and a mech. The eldest femme is Sprite, her sister is Nightstar and our youngest is Apollo. We did have a forth... but she was taken from us. Our little Skyview... we're still searching for her.
Since the last attack, Nightbeam hasn't been feeling very well. The attackers I know all too well, the Kenkai. One of them, a mech named Berserker, attacks us regularly, always to get me. But this time it was Aura, an evil femme and daughter to my wifes ex forced bondmate. I say forced because she didn't have a choice, she either bonded with him or we died.
After she was bonded with him we all tried to save her, eventually I managed it. I'd always loved her.... I just have emotional problems and I was scared to tell her incase she didn't like me back... but when she was out of hope, I did and... well here are the results.
She's my everything, literally. I can't imagine my life without her anymore, her or my children. I know I'm clingy... but I know the reason I am too. Remember in my last entry I mentioned my mothers illness? Well... I got it from her, but thankfully there are tablets I can take now to help control it so I know I'll never hurt my family if something was to happen to Nightbeam, which I pray it won't.
I guess I better leave this entry here, need to check on Diode and help him get some recharge before I log in for the night shift... fun times...
Skartplug.
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