From the creator of DDTLS…
And the Breaking free shitposts…
Comes a third, less bright story…
One of despair, Hiatus replacement and more dark subjects..
Welcome to the story of three teens.
The story of their Survival.
Audio log 1
Day One
I don't know what the fuck happened.
If you hapen to see a day skipped, I probably ran. If I stop completeley, I am dead or prisioner. Reference, today is March 29th, 2020. Second day from the Opening, as I will refer from it tommorow on.
Here we go.
The other day, I finally turned 18. It's been one year since my 17th birthday that everyone in the literature club learnt our "situation". We didn't mind, but it nagged a bit. Hell, the girls got a foursome, yes, a freakin' foursome, plus we were about to confess to them and they seem to have liked us back. But I digress.
TLDR: Everything has gone to hell and they are Yanderes.
Since I became 18, the girls started acting odd and offered us these two books. They were the prequels to the Portait of Makarov and felt very bizzare, like they were influencing us. We burned them. The next day, the girls became very weird. And by that, I mean the insanity kind of weird. They stopped liking each other and became… Lustful. They always talk about creepy stuff or stuff they want to do to us, and if we talk something otherwise than compliments, flirting, or something like that, they get mad. Thank player we are the only ones given powers, otherwise they seem like they might have done it. We've barricaded the area of the house, and added barbed wire to the fence just for measures. Thank god, MC and Alex are alive and well. As of recording, Alex is building an underground locked bunker inmune to C4, and Alex passed out, poor guy. We decided to go to school, but since there is a threat from the girls now, we will take a different route and then teleport around. Thank god we don't have class with them. We are, of course, not going to the club. Tomorrow is Friday. We have to hold up during the weekend too. Right now we don't have anything but my trusty plank and trash can lid and our Nerfs, but we need to carry over some items from battlefield and metal gear ASAP. Kits, revive stuff, the infinity bandana, combat armor, anything will help. But our second priority is reinforcing the house and setting up comms in the backyard. We need to contact player. After I finish this, iIwill build a tower and a non-lethal MG nest. If I get stuff from those games and some other stuff, we might be able to make a fortress. For now, we gotta do with an improvised defense. I am currently patrolling the outside garden just in case. I am thinking about getting a mortar from metal gear and modifying it for paintball or airsoft rounds. Then again, I don't know if they gained powers. IF all goes to plan, we will be able to do an hour-long pause in which nobody but us three will be able to move or speak. Then, we are on the run. Perhaps we can escape into another game. All we know is that it will take a week or two to code in. I don't know why, but I feel like everything is my fault, no, it IS my fault. Then again, it might be my issues kicking in.
If there is a god and my atheism is mistaken, please help us.
Conrado out.