Diary of a Mutalisk
Day 1: Nothing really happened. Actually not really. I've just graduated from the Zerg Flying school. Awesome. Can't wait to do that awesome pitch and dive and to disembowel those Protoss. Disemboweled huh? Maybe I'll ask the Overmind on how to do that. Oh, speaking of our extremely gloriously awesome leader, he just got a daughter. Never knew he's married. Or did he? Never saw the missus before. Anyway, the daughter's name is Kerrigan or more famously known as the Queen of something-something. First day she came out, she's already went out for the hunt. Cool isn't it?
Day 2: Our awesomely glorious leader got the info on where the home planet of the Protoss located. Wow! After millennia of searching and one of his cerebrate died, only now he's found it. He should check the Yellow Pages more often. Still haven't seen the missus. Could it be our awesomely glorious leader is a-, nah! Anyway, the home planet of the Protoss is called the Aiur. So that's where the Protoss battle cries came from. I always thought it was "My life for hire!"
Day 3: The army was prepped and ready for departure. We were suppose to fly there. I look at my wings. How am I suppose to do that? How am I supposed to fly through millions of miles of nothing but vacuum and emptiness? I went to my commander. He said, "We use gas produced within our body during space flight. That's how we flew in outer space."
Urm cool. I mean, wait! What! What! What?!
I'M SUPPOSED TO FART ALL THE WAY THERE?!