Entry 1: First Day
Yeah I just woke up. Nothing special. Being the powerhouse of a bunch of wussies reploids who can't take charge. I was made at the same time as three other reploids. One is a green guy who supposed to be the fastest is going to clean up the air around here. The only female reploid of the group which has way to little of a chest suppose to be the one cleaning the waters. And me. I'm a wrecking crew to clean up a space mess that crashed here. The purple one aided me and go into places where I can't go. Though I was told that my abilities along with the purple, green, and blue that we derived from a reploid name X. So I take it he's our master. Good that means that I have someone to obey. What a piece of shit? I should be grateful to be awaken and alive but Master X already wanted me to work right away. Fine. Let's see what Sodom and Gomorrah can do. Yes I name my busters. Got a problem with that. They're my babies because they're good flattening stuff and burning things too. I'm going to like working right now. But I won't know how the results would be. If I have to hear the piece of shit of the guy who created me saying that I should take it easy, I would flatten his face with Sodom. Well I'd better get going or I would hear it from Master X. I respect him more than I respect my creator. What a piece of trash! I have never thought my job of cleaning the mess would be this difficult. Well Sodom and Gomorrah lets start working. I need to burn the trash up.
I just finished work and boy they had me exhausted. I have cleaned good portion of the debris. Why does that flyboy would keep messing with me about my work. I'm doing my part not like you're doing anything. If he wants to bring it up with me I would introduce him to Sodom and Gomorrah. Well tomorrow is another day and I need rest.
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